0p0 Chapter 511 [Domain - First Gate] Roll Call
Chapter 511 [Domain - First Gate] Roll Call
The chapter I missed yesterday has been added and combined with chapter 510. Readers who haven't read it yet can go back and read it.
The elevator door slowly closed.
Xu Sandao didn't linger for a second longer. Instead, he immediately crawled out from under the bed and watched the elevator numbers change.
"Hey? The ghost on the stairs took the elevator down, you better hide!"
He quickly turned on the walkie-talkie and shouted at Du Tingfeng, who was still in the lobby.
"OK." Du Tingfeng didn't ask any more questions, and then a soft running sound came from the other end of the walkie-talkie.
Ten seconds later.
The elevator's display number jumped to 1.
There was no sound on the walkie-talkie.
Perhaps a ghost is nearby.
Liu Zi also crawled out, his face looking very pale.
The five of them entered the domain. Two were trapped in room 309, he and Xu Sandao were on the 4th floor, and only Du Tingfeng was in the lobby.
I wonder if he had enough time to hide in such a short time.
"If the passive ability is high enough, it should be fine," Xu Sandao said softly, glancing at Liu Zi.
After speaking, he turned around and glanced around the small house while waiting for Du Tingfeng's reply.
"really....."
"All the documents on the table were taken away."
The table was completely empty, and the drawers were wide open.
Xu Sandao stuffed the last few funeral documents into his pocket.
He told Liu Zi about his previous speculation.
"Were those the interns' files that were taken?" Liu Zi asked. "Then they're all ghosts too, aren't they?"
Xu Sandao nodded, "That's right."
This isn't referring to the hanged female ghost or Zhang Xiaoshan who have already moved in, but rather to the NPC interns currently working in the various work areas below.
It was precisely because they were originally dead that they had little recollection of their experiences before arriving at the hotel, and there was a significant difference in their identities and ages among them.
But these dead people can only be considered wandering spirits at most. Only when they are killed by ghosts can they truly move into the guest rooms.
"Zizi-"
A static crackled to life, and Du Tingfeng's somewhat nervous voice came through the walkie-talkie:
"Thanks, the ghost did come to the lobby."
"...They've gone to the second floor now." Xu Sandao watched the elevator numbers flash and change to (2).
"Correct."
Du Tingfeng said, "That group of ghosts is looking for someone. They're looking for an intern."
"What exactly is it trying to do?" Liu Zi asked.
"I don't know, I hid. I only saw the three ghosts take out a piece of paper, approach an intern, and pat him on the shoulder."
"However, the interns acted as if they didn't see them and continued doing their own thing."
"So... he just patted me on the shoulder?" Liu Zi was taken aback. "That's all?"
"Ah."
In other words, the ghost took the documents to compare them and find the various NPC interns, just like...
The roll call was the same.
“I suspect it’s related to the third shift,” Du Tingfeng said softly after a pause.
"I'll try to strike up a conversation with the NPCs and see if they've changed at all."
"Okay, be careful."
Xu Sandao put away the walkie-talkie, his eyes flickering slightly.
He had figured out the hotel's secret: the stairwell and the elevator were two sides of the same coin, both being paths within the cemetery. The gravedigger had switched from the stairs to the elevator in order to find the intern at work.
But it seems that many things are still shrouded in mystery.
For example, why does it need to find NPC interns?
For example, the relationship between key guests.
For example, how exactly do you find the exit door in a practical way?
besides.....
"Hey."
Bai Shaohua's voice suddenly rang out from behind: "Are you done talking?"
"Is something wrong?"
Liu Zi didn't even turn his head.
"Can you do me a favor?" Bai Shaohua paused, his voice growing softer, as if he was reluctant to say what followed.
"I'm... stuck in the closet."
"what?"
Liu Zi and Xu Sandao exchanged a glance, then turned around to look at the source of the sound.
That chest of drawers.
Just like before, a narrow slit was opened.
"No way, you were actually hiding in there?" Liu Zi couldn't help but laugh. "Didn't anyone see you?"
"It didn't see my face."
Bai Shaohua said very simply that he didn't want to talk about it anymore.
"Hurry up, help me out."
Liu Zi shrugged, roughly understanding that it was the words the gravedigger had said earlier that indirectly saved Bai Shaohua's life.
He and Xu Sandao walked over, and the two of them tried to pull the drawer out, only to find that the cabinet was stuck very tightly. It took them a long time to open it.
Inside, Bai Shaohua looked like a corpse curled up in a morgue, his face pale, his body stiff, and he even seemed to be twisting his neck.
There were indeed clothes in the closet, but they were all covered in mold, leaving Bai Shaohua covered in a dusty, moldy mess, which looked disgusting.
When Bai Shaohua came out, the elevator was still stuck on the second floor.
This proves that the ghost team is still looking for interns.
“There are at least a dozen or twenty people,” Xu Sandao said. “We haven’t been to the restaurant or the third floor. Ghost won’t be able to get away for a while.”
"We can't go back now, so we can only wait here."
After all, they didn't have any funeral documents. If they were trapped on the third floor by the ghosts, they would be just like those two newcomers, with only death as their only option.
"So this is a cemetery."
Bai Shaohua patted his clothes in disgust and repeated Xu Sandao's words.
"Correct."
"Then leaving the hotel is the same as leaving the cemetery?" Bai Shaohua asked again.
"Isn't that obvious?" Liu Zi rolled his eyes.
"..." Perhaps mindful of his previous experience of being pulled out of the closet, Bai Shaohua unusually refrained from retorting, instead saying:
"But the main gate on the first floor, which is nominally the gate to the cemetery, is fake, and we can't get out."
"Besides, when we were in the elevator, we walked through the cemetery, didn't we? We didn't see any doors that looked like cemetery exits."
“However…” A thoughtful look appeared in his eyes.
"What I really want to know is, is this cemetery the same as the reality?"
Xu Sandao raised his head and asked with interest, "What do you mean?"
“Normally, the office of the caretaker of a cemetery wouldn’t be deep inside the cemetery, right?”
Bai Shaohua said, "On the contrary, it should be in the entrance area."
“We went from the first floor to the third floor, gradually approaching the tomb keeper’s house, and finally entered on the fourth floor.”
"Assuming the gravedigger's house is at the entrance of the cemetery, then the entire hotel will not be in the normal order, with the deeper you go as you go upstairs."
"Instead, the higher you go, the closer you get to the entrance, until you enter the gravedigger's hut!"
He spoke rapidly, almost as if he were certain of his idea: "Then the door is most likely behind the hut, blocked from view, which is why we can't see it—"
Therefore, that door must be on the fourth floor or above.
"It might even be a non-existent fifth floor."
Liu Zi's expression gradually changed. Bai Shaohua's guess was indeed not unreasonable, as it was based on the real cemetery.
But the problem is:
"Where's the door?"
Xu Sandao spread his hands and looked around the small house. There were no windows, and all four sides were walls: "There is no door."
There aren't even any buttons for the fourth floor or higher in the elevator.
"There might be a hidden door," Bai Shaohua said.