I Forged the Myth of the Ancient Overlords
Chapter 926 - 926 925. Friendly fire

Chapter 926: 925. Friendly fire Chapter 926: 925. Friendly fire Upon hearing a noise, Shia casually picked up a vase, ready to strike anyone’s head if there was any disturbance, adorned with its unattractive pattern.

She had been in this hotel for a while now.

Lu Ban and Cui Siter had suddenly disappeared, making Shia sense that something inexplicable might indeed be occurring on The Island.

She walked for a while before arriving at the hotel through the fog.

The hotel had nothing, no trace of people, no written or photographic information, empty, as if the owner had fled in panic, leaving behind no clues.

Shia searched the first floor then moved up to the second.

She opened each room, but found nothing of interest other than bedding and pillows.

Finally, Shia reached the room at the end of the hallway.

She pushed open the door, and everything inside was as usual.

However, Shia always felt that there was something off about this room.

She climbed to the third floor and conducted a similar investigation, finally pinpointing the issue.

The room arrangement at the end of the second-floor hallway differed from that of the other rooms.

Though it contained the same furniture, the different arrangement created an optical illusion.

She immediately returned to that room at the end of the second-floor hallway.

Shia pushed the door open and compared it to the neighboring room, noticing indeed a difference.

As to why there was this difference, Shia suspected it might be hiding something.

She inspected the room, first kneeling to check under the bed.

There was nothing.

Shia reached into the shadow under the bed and felt around.

No dust, no stains.

This was indeed unusual.

If someone’s house, even under the bed, is spotless, it’s usually either a sign of madness or something supernatural.

It was impossible for a hotel of this nature to be so clean.

Thus, the cleanliness itself was suspicious.

Thud—

Shia heard a collision sound behind her,

She immediately got up and listened carefully, realizing the sound came from outside the door.

The door had closed without her noticing, and Shia watched it while lowering her breath.

Suddenly, Shia noticed that the doorknob was slowly turning as if someone was twisting it from outside.

Shia’s heartbeat quickened.

Who else could be in this hotel now?

She had confirmed earlier there was no one else in this room, and no one had entered the hotel during that period, making the identity of the newcomer highly suspect.

Shia picked up the vase from the desk, the thick fog outside blurring the view.

She waited behind the door, ready to show no mercy to anyone who entered.

She even planned her moves—first impact the intruder’s head with the vase, then use her combat skills to subdue them.

In a brief moment, she envisioned dozens of possible futures.

Creak—

The doorknob turned fully, and Shia saw the door slowly being pushed open.

Through the sliver of an opening, Shia saw the dark silhouette.

In the next moment, the door flew open, and Shia hurled the vase straight at the figure’s head.

“?”

But just a second before the vase made contact, Shia realized the person entering was Lu Ban.

In an instant, the vase hit Lu Ban’s head.

Crash—

The poor-quality decorative porcelain shattered abruptly, Lu Ban’s head took a severe blow, and he collapsed to the ground, unconscious.

Shia’s hand paused in mid-air, momentarily unsure of what to do next.

In the blink of an eye, she pondered many things.

“Just now, clearly no one entered the hotel, yet he suddenly appeared. It’s very likely this isn’t real. If this is fake, then my actions just now were completely justified.”

“But if this is real… well, if he is real, then he will definitely forgive my actions, after all, being a bit more cautious in this environment is never wrong.”

Soon, Shia convinced herself.

She put down the broken vase pieces in her hand and first checked Lu Ban’s breathing with her fingers to confirm he was still alive, then she felt slightly relieved.

Using her hands, Shia opened Lu Ban’s eyelids and shined a flashlight to see his pupils had not dilated, making it appear he had simply fainted.

Shia remained very calm.

She glanced outside into the hallway, saw no one else, and didn’t know the whereabouts of Cui Siter, then came back to check on Lu Ban’s condition again.

“There are no visible external injuries, other than the head trauma from the vase, there shouldn’t be any fatal wounds. If it comes up later, I’ll just claim self-defense…”

As she thought about how she would defend herself if accused of murder, Lu Ban’s fingers twitched.

“Are you awake?”

Shia asked gently.

“Why am I lying down?”

Lu Ban was somewhat confused.

He recalled what had happened just before; he had received a phone call from “Amber” and then came to the hotel, investigated for a while, heard noises from a room at the end of the hallway, and went to check…

Lu Ban’s memory was very strong; he could remember everything, even if he wasn’t fully aware of it.

Thus, he also recalled getting knocked out by Shia with a vase right after he entered the room.

He looked at Shia.

“Uh, I thought there was some monster, so I instinctively swung the vase.”

Shia explained without hiding anything.

“In this kind of environment, there wasn’t much time for me to think, so I acted preemptively.”

She spoke in a tone that suggested there was no other choice, holding Lu Ban’s hand as if to say, if you hold it against me, then we need to have a talk.

Lu Ban indeed couldn’t blame Shia. Putting himself in her shoes, he might have done the same thing under these circumstances.

“Indeed, you did well.”

He even praised Shia.

“Are you okay?”

Shia glanced at Lu Ban’s wound, took a pack of facial tissues from her pocket, and handed it to him.

“I’m still alive.”

Lu Ban pulled out a tissue, wiped the painful area on his head, and looked at it—it was dark red with blood.

“I shouldn’t be killed by teammates, right?”

He remarked, his consciousness still relatively clear.

“How did you get here?”

Shia did not catch what Lu Ban had said, and she asked.

“I just walked over here; I noticed everyone was gone, so I kept walking towards the hotel and then arrived… Oh right, I was looking through the records on the first floor earlier and found something.”

Lu Ban immediately told Shia about the lodging records he found.

“The Zou Changyu Couple came here ten years ago when their child died… Could this have something to do with the Jade Pendant?”

Shia fell into thought.

At that moment, a crashing noise came from the neighboring room.

This familiar crashing sound immediately drew their attention.

Shia and Lu Ban exchanged looks, got up, and cautiously made their way to the hallway.

The door next to theirs was open.

But inside, it wasn’t as ordinary as Shia had checked before; instead, there was a rather horrifying scene.

On the bed, there was a mostly-devoured corpse, scattered bones on the floor, and in front of the desk, a person lay on the ground covered in blood.

It was Cui Siter.

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