I Forged the Myth of the Ancient Overlords
Chapter 438 - 438 437. Escape Room Adventure Starting by Sleeping in

Chapter 438: 437. Escape Room Adventure, Starting by Sleeping in a Coffin Board_1 Chapter 438: 437. Escape Room Adventure, Starting by Sleeping in a Coffin Board_1 The camera switched from the gang’s warehouse to a pitch-black place.

The first-person perspective seemed to be confined to a certain enclosed space, illuminated only by the scant light provided by the night vision function.

This perspective belonged to a 24-year-old master’s student from Jiangcheng University.

“Where is this?”

He felt a bit puzzled, his own identity was that of a mental patient, sometimes seeing various strange things, but this environment couldn’t be the result of a psychiatric issue, could it?

The mental patient brother appeared to be inside a cabinet.

He reached out and fumbled, feeling that the “wall” in front of him seemed to be wooden, and after knocking on it, a clear sound echoed.

Thump thump thump—

He knocked on the outside and called out a couple of times, but there was no response.

In the live streaming room, the barrage changed its style upon seeing this scene.

[Everyone, this time it’s a real escape room, they don’t even bother to move]

[I just saw what looked like scratches on the wooden board in front, is there something written there?]

[It’s so hard to kick with your foot, could it be a coffin?]

[I’m more curious about how he got in, wouldn’t you usually walk in yourself?]

[Everyone disperse, for the next three days he’ll be sleeping in there, no need to watch anymore]

[Others either have a place to stay or NPCs to move with, only he doesn’t even have a place to stand, so tragic!]

The mental patient brother reached out and felt along the wooden board, soon finding some grooves and patterns.

He used his fingers to carefully feel them and could vaguely make out a few characters.

“…Save me?”

He read it aloud and was suddenly startled.

“Is this a coffin? This is a coffin!!!”

“The words on this… were carved out by the nails of someone lying in the coffin!”

He let out a cry of alarm and immediately panicked.

Regardless of the situation, lying in a coffin was always a terrifying ordeal.

Not to mention that the door of the coffin wouldn’t budge, as if it was blocked by something, making him even more anxious.

Bang bang bang—

He hammered on the coffin board forcefully, but no one responded.

Just then, he felt the surroundings getting warmer.

It was December, and even within the enclosed coffin board, the temperature should have been very low, yet now, the mental patient brother felt it had gotten much warmer.

The heat came from behind him, seeping through the coffin board and causing sweat to break out on his skin.

“What’s so hot…”

As he asked this question, he suddenly realized his predicament.

“This is… a cremation furnace???”

His voice became hoarse.

The temperature rose higher and higher, his struggles grew more and more intense, but it was futile.

“Let me out, let me out!!!”

He roared.

At this moment, the audience watching the live stream was just enjoying the spectacle.

[Wow, so tense, so thrilling]

[He’s acting so realistically, I think he must be an insider arranged by Lu Ban]

[What, there’s an insider? Where is he?]

[The writing in this coffin seems pretty realistic, I would have believed it if I didn’t know it was a game]

[This first-person perspective is really engaging, tension maxed out, makes me want to try]

[The other players are at a disadvantage, this is the real deal escape room experience]

[Claustrophobic here, this is messed up!]

[Puzzle solving, come on, how can this guy only know how to call for help and not solve puzzles? There are words there, there must be a way to break out]

[Lu Ban really owned this round]

The mental patient brother naturally couldn’t see the barrage, otherwise, even he, who normally spoke elegantly, would’ve cursed a “Go on and do it yourself.”

He felt the temperature around him must have exceeded forty degrees, his sweat soaking through his clothing, causing him to feel irritation and fear.

He had heard before about news stories from medically underdeveloped countries where people were sent to the morgue before they were fully dead and jumped up during cremation.

Now he never imagined that he would become the protagonist of such news, the one pressed under the coffin board!

As the temperature rose, all that was left in his eyes was fear and madness.

“You can all go to hell, go to hell, go to hell!”

“Let me go, let me go, save me, save me, I don’t want to die yet!”

“Who’s going to open this thing, fuck, fuck, I fuck his mother!”

As he spat out the curse words, he suddenly heard a clatter from outside.

It seemed like something had been opened.

“Who is it? Who’s there? Hurry up, I’m here…”

His mouth parched and his tongue dry, he then felt the coffin he was in being pulled out, and he even hit his head.

Clang——

The coffin hit the ground, and the crazy guy felt a huge impact on his back, causing the entire coffin to split open. He hurriedly struggled and crawled out of it.

Looking back, the crazy guy looked at the coffin.

He noticed that the boards were indeed being burnt.

Inside the Cremation Furnace, the fire was still smoldering.

Did that mean if he hadn’t been pulled out, he really might have been burnt?

Uh, saying ‘pulled out’ seemed a bit off.

“Holy shit, that scared the hell out of me…”

He turned his head to look at the person who had pulled out the coffin.

Conveniently, it was someone he knew.

One of them was a female cop from the European Police Organization, looking valiant, and the other was a delivery guy. Both were Players.

At least he didn’t have to worry about being killed right at the start, right?

The crazy guy had already forgotten that he had almost been killed at the beginning.

“We should be allies?”

He asked.

“According to the settings, the three of us should know each other.”

The female cop said in French, as the real-time translated words flowed into the ears of the other two.

“I’m a mercenary, very strong in combat out in the field.”

“You? A mercenary?”

The crazy guy looked at the female cop, thinking that if she wore her police uniform, it would be a total killer.

Too bad she wasn’t wearing it.

“Want to try?”

The female cop raised her hand, slender, but muscular.

She could take on both of them no problem.

“My role is a police officer.”

The delivery guy glanced at the female cop.

“We just got the message that you were locked in the coffin because you were secretly investigating a body and we had to find the right coffin to rescue you.”

“I really can’t thank you guys enough, I didn’t expect it was really burning, I was so close to dying!”

The crazy guy felt like he had a new lease on life and felt much fresher.

“Right, is that person behind you an NPC, why is she always looking this way?”

He pointed behind the two people.

There stood a child with sparse hair, also Pale, emaciated, wearing ragged clothes, with a rusty, decaying lock hanging around the neck.

She seemed to be a girl, with pitch-black eyes that were looking this way.

“A person?”

The female cop turned around in a hurry but saw nothing at the door.

The delivery guy rushed to the door to look out but didn’t see anyone else either.

“There’s no one there…”

They turned their gaze to the crazy guy.

“Right, what is your character? I only know that I know you, but I don’t know the specifics.”

The delivery guy asked.

“Me? I’m a mental patient.”

The crazy guy said as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

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The end of the month is here, I’m begging for recommendation tickets, for monthly tickets!