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Chapter 361 - 82: Legendary Past, Mysterious Book, Evil Sacrifice (Vote for Monthly Ticket)

Chapter 361: Chapter 82: Legendary Past, Mysterious Book, Evil Sacrifice (Vote for Monthly Ticket)

"I don’t know what kind of trouble this will be..."

"It can’t be another Cult sacrifice incident, can it? Why does it feel like wherever I go lately, something bad happens... I originally thought the life environment of the Wasteland Wanderers was nothing more than poor medical facilities, cold winters, hot summers, a lack of clothing and food, and occasional attacks by roaming monsters..."

"Could it have really deteriorated to this extent?"

"Is there no king’s law anymore? Are there no laws?"

Xu Shu leaned against the wall to listen in on the corner, a mysterious expression flashing across his face.

For a moment, he even wondered if he had accidentally brought out the fate of "Death Comes Like the Wind".

Looking at the time, it was now three-thirty in the morning, an unguarded night, with the Yue Hua casting a watery light from outside the window. Occasionally, howls of unknown creatures could be heard from far beyond the border, though it was unclear if they are mating calls.

The entire hotel was actually relatively quiet by now; the intermittent creaking of beds had come to an end in the earlier part of the night.

Only a strange rustling noise intermittently arose within the walls.

Moreover, when the sound was not discovered, it could indeed be ignored.

But once its presence was known, it was like flesh-burrowing maggots that couldn’t be waved away.

At this point, whether it was a blessing or a curse, one couldn’t hide from disaster, and now that trouble had arrived on his doorstep, acting like a shrinking turtle and not investigating would only put himself in a completely passive situation.

"Okay, I’ll check out what’s happening first, and if things aren’t right, it’s not too late to run."

"And besides, if the Esoteric believers are really conducting some sort of activity, heh heh, this golden altar I just got is definitely not for naught; in fact, it could prove quite useful to me!"

Xu Shu chuckled with a cold laugh and then picked up the "record player" that was placed beside the bed, facing the door, tucking it into his waist. Next, he took a towel, masked his face with a knot, and stealthily left his room.

No matter how much he said he didn’t take the enemy seriously, in reality, he was extremely careful in his actions.

This was called despising the enemy strategically, but taking them seriously tactically.

The hallway was eerily quiet. Xu Shu was cautious, deliberately knocking on a few room doors along the way, then hiding to the side to observe.

He tried this with occupied rooms from the third floor all the way to the sixth.

Some responded with caution, asking "Who is it?" without opening the door; others opened their doors cursively with little guard.

With this sight, Xu Shu felt slightly relieved and grew bolder.

It looked like there hadn’t been any disasters that wiped out the entire hotel... Could it be that there was some special supernatural event occurring in this hotel?

Next, he continued upward, occasionally pressing his ear against the wall to catch any sounds, adjusting his position.

Because the rustling from the walls grew louder and louder, Xu Shu knew he wasn’t wrong in the direction.

During this time, most of the voices were indistinct and varied in tone, seemingly coming from different people.

Only that one female voice that cursed continuously resonated, appearing intermittently.

That made one inevitably suspect, could there be a resentful spirit wandering the hotel, one that could not leave due to an incident preceding death, its lingering obsession enduring and persisting in cursing people here?

Once these images filled his mind, he could not go back.

The thought of a female ghost covered in blood, with maggots crawling in and out of her face, sunken eye sockets remaining as empty holes, hands on hips, cursing while killing, made Xu Shu feel like laughing but he could not, which was very uncomfortable.

The noise continued all the way up to the ninth floor, where the stairwell’s door was shut.

Naturally, that didn’t stop Xu Shu, a Warrior, who gently pushed and managed to open the thick wooden door that would normally be quite difficult for most people to tackle.

The moment he opened the door, Xu Shu knew the hotel owner had lied.

According to what that hotel owner surnamed Hong had said when he checked in, this building had been organized only up to the eighth floor, the floors above the ninth had been abandoned and were no longer in use, hence they were locked.

But in reality, there was no such scene with dust everywhere and cobwebs covering the walls.

On the contrary, the hallways were very clean; although there were no door numbers on each room, the doors themselves were spotless, and the doorknobs reflected the moonlight shining in from the windows—a sign they were often cleaned.

Even a potted pine tree at the corner of the hallway, of an unknown origin, seemed as meticulously trimmed as a high-class escort’s black forest.

This phenomenon made Xu Shu lock in his judgment that the problem lay on this level.

This, you tell me, has been abandoned for many years and not used?

Even dogs wouldn’t believe that if you said it out loud.

Xu Shu proceeded cautiously, following the sound, turned the corner of the hallway, and arrived at the farthest room with double doors.

This time, he didn’t need to press his ear against the wall. Simply by standing at the doorway, he could faintly smell the blood in the room and hear a strange, buzzing vibration.

If he listened carefully, he could still hear a short and rapid voice say "Break...B..."

"...Still cursing, this female ghost sure is full of grievances."

Xu Shu shook his head.

By now, he no longer had any hesitation.

He had made his way to the doorway, and the individual inside remained unaware of his presence.

What did this suggest?

It suggested that the entity was not a Second Rank existence.