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Chapter 603 A Human Figure (10,000 words updated today)
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Only silence remained amidst the corpses.

Only the pale light flickered faintly above, illuminating the mountains of corpses and seas of blood scattered everywhere—for some reason, this incredibly terrifying scene now revealed a strange kind of beauty.

After a long while, a thin hand suddenly emerged from it.

At first, the hand was extremely weak, as if it couldn't even grasp anything, but soon, it used the surrounding corpses as a fulcrum and moved its body little by little.

The movements weren't large, but they were extremely difficult to perform. It took a lot of effort for Zhou You to finally break free, and then he sat down heavily on the ground, panting heavily.

Just as he expected, his body was extremely weak, and he felt exhausted after moving even slightly.

To describe it in a more accurate way

That means when they first entered the Blood Rain Record, that kid's body was probably stronger than this guy's.

"The only good news is that this guy hasn't been dead long, his internal organs haven't been damaged, and he still retains basic mobility."

Zhou You sighed, looked around, tore off a relatively clean piece of cloth from the corpse's clothes, gritted his teeth, and tied it tightly to his own leg.

The bite wound wasn't large, and it didn't damage any arteries or anything like that—it's probably because the diner had just taken a bite and then their teeth were hurt by the bone—but it still meant a large chunk of flesh was missing, and the pain was excruciating.

"They can walk, but only drag themselves along; they can't really run."

Zhou You shook his head.

He didn't have the Wine Immortal Gourd in his hand, and although he had a few healing talismans, he had no materials left after possessing the body, not to mention that there was no magic power in the body.

The Jing Shen Food Song is indeed a good quick method, but unfortunately, this time I don't have the Heavenly Dragon bloodline. If I want to lay the foundation, I must find a demonic object to enter my body—but then a problem arises.

Given his current limited mobility, where is he supposed to find demonic flesh and blood?

"Honestly, this is really worrying for the future."

While lamenting this disastrous start, Zhou You rummaged through his own clothes.

To be honest, he was quite curious too. This kid was so weak, why would he still be so foolish as to run into this dangerous place?
Was it because they were so hungry they couldn't stand it anymore and came looking for food, or...?
There were even more terrifying things outside, which made him want to run here to hide from the enemy.
pity.

After searching for a long time, I still couldn't find any crucial clues.

The only valuable thing this kid had was his stained clothes that hadn't been washed in who knows how many years. Besides that, he only had something like a dog tag with his home address on it. That was all he had.

In the end, Zhou You simply shook his head, put the piece of iron back into his pocket, and took a deep breath.

"The immediate goal is to find a way out of this apartment building, and then figure out what's going on in this world. Forget it, let's do the first one."

He was never the type to complain or blame others. He found a stick among the broken furniture nearby, wrapped it with cloth, and a simple walking stick was thus formed.

Peeking out from the breach and finding no monsters, Zhou You leaned on his cane and limped out.

There were no windows in the corridor, only the cold light of the emergency lights—just as he had guessed, there was no electricity here, and even the power lines were broken.

So the energy source for this building is probably something else entirely.

As Zhou You walked, he remained on edge, observing his surroundings out of the corner of his eye.

Just like the house he first walked out of, there were neat and uniform apartment doors on both sides, some with old-fashioned couplets and the character "福" (good fortune), but most of them were covered with extremely glaring scratches.

—It was as if something was scratching at it, trying to break in from the outside.

The long corridor seemed endless. Even though Zhou You was now lame, after walking for several tens of minutes, he should have been able to leave this place by now—yet the road still stretched as far as the eye could see, and apart from endless garbage and side roads, there was nothing else to be seen.

Zhou You remained calm and composed, walking along in this horror movie-like atmosphere, though his expression was slightly somber.

Something was watching him, and more than one thing.

The worst-case scenario did indeed occur.

He had sensed it before, when he was in spirit form, that there were many monsters and monster-like creatures in this apartment building. If he were in his original body, even if he couldn't kill them all, he could at least break through, but in this situation…
This time, the Black Book didn't offer any decisive moves like liberation; once someone dies, they're truly dead. It's best to proceed cautiously, step by step.

—I don’t know why, even though there were many eyes watching Zhou You through the peephole, some of them looking like they were starving and crazy, not a single person rushed out.

Everything is quietly waiting for something. And it's not far away.

Suddenly, Zhou You raised his head.

Something is coming!
Driven by instinct, he threw down his cane and quickly looked around—after only a couple of glances, he found a pile of junk and, ignoring the mess and filth, held his breath and buried his entire body in it.

Just in case, he even dug out a few black plastic bags from the bottom and piled them on top.

next moment.

Several long sighs filled with regret rang out.

Although it was a pity that the meat in front of them was lost, those things still did not make any move, and even suppressed their emotions, just waiting quietly through the thin apartment door.

About two or three minutes later.

A sound of wheels hitting the ground rang out.

Through the gaps in the trash, Zhou You could only see a figure pushing a small cart, slowly walking towards them.

Due to the dim light, Zhou You could not make out the figure's specific features, only that it was about two or three meters tall. Because it was so tall, it had to bend over to walk among them. The figure was so thin that it did not look human. It was wearing a dark suit and a crooked top hat.

It looks somewhat familiar.

Zhou You was quite certain that he must have seen or heard of this guy somewhere, but he didn't remember him very well and couldn't recall his name no matter what.

But that's not the point either.

The moment that tall, thin figure appeared, all sound fell silent, as if the guests inside the door were extremely wary of this thing—yet no matter what their reaction was, it seemed to have no effect on its actions.

He simply pushed the cart, which was too 'mini' for him, to the first door.

Even though he couldn't see it, Zhou You could sense the trembling silence of the thing behind the door. But soon, the tall, thin figure bent down, laboriously stirred the contents of the pushcart a few times, and then scooped out a spoonful of sticky stuff.

It appears to be something like porridge, however.
Zhou You could see it clearly: between the soup spoons, there was a finger floating.

It is also a person's finger.

Although he had seen this scene many times before, Zhou You felt a severe sense of unease every time he saw it—but he suppressed his emotions for the time being and continued to watch.

Soon, the tall, thin figure filled the broken bowl with the 'meat porridge', opened a hole in the doorway, put the bowl inside, and then pushed the cart forward.

The next one will be the same.

The same thing happened the next time. Seeing that the creature was getting closer and closer, Zhou You found an escape route in the garbage heap—a narrow fork in the road. Although his legs were failing, he could at least squeeze through, while that tall, thin figure would probably have to put in a lot of effort.
What can I do?

To his surprise, not a single guest offered any warning until the tall, thin figure had walked the entire distance.

These guys clearly saw Zhou You clutch the pile of trash with their own eyes, yet now they seemed to be collectively blind—

Why?

He silently pursed his lips, and only after the tall, thin figure had completely disappeared from sight did Zhou You emerge from the garbage heap.

He brushed off all the trinkets from his body, picked up his cane, and without a word, prepared to leave.

But just then, a mocking voice rang out.

"If I'm not mistaken, you're a scavenger, right? Heh, I can't believe you guys survived running right into the master."

Zhou You stopped walking and only turned around after a full seven or eight seconds.

What are you saying? I don't quite understand.

The person who spoke chuckled twice—strangely enough, just as he opened his mouth, the number of people peeping from behind the door immediately decreased significantly—and then continued to laugh.

"Are you pretending not to know? Besides, I just saved your life, can't you be a little nicer? At least use some polite language, right?"

Zhou You remained silent for a few seconds, then forced out a sentence.

"Excuse me, what is a scavenger, and what is a 'master'?"

"Your honorifics sound like insults to me. And did you just hit your head and forget something?"

However, despite saying that, the guy behind the door didn't seem to care much and continued talking.

“You scavengers are us. We often see you coming in groups to pick up odds and ends. We don’t know what you’re risking your lives for. As for the master, you saw him just now, the one who passed by. He’s in charge of the life and death of everyone in this building.”

After listening to him, Zhou You nodded, turned around, and prepared to leave again.

Don't ask again; he didn't even show the slightest bit of curiosity.

Seeing that he was about to leave, the person who had spoken immediately became anxious.

"Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing? I haven't finished speaking yet! Don't you want to know why I stopped you?"

Zhou You turned his head and said calmly.

"Oh right, I forgot my manners. Well, thanks a lot, brother. I won't disturb your meal any longer, I'll be going now."

"Wait a minute!"

The person behind the door shouted something, and then said quickly.

"Kid, I bet you're thinking about how to get out of here, right?"

Upon hearing this, Zhou You stopped in his tracks, and after a while, he suddenly laughed.

"More or less, do you have any advice for me, brother?"

Seeing that the conversation was established again, the person behind the door finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"I wouldn't presume to offer guidance, but this building was established by the master as his base. If an ordinary person were to accidentally wander into it, let alone leave, it would be quite an achievement to survive three days in this godforsaken place."

Listening to the other party's deliberately tantalizing words, Zhou You cooperated by drawing out a long tone.

"Brother, you mean to say?"

The person inside the door seemed to pick up the bowl, slurped a few mouthfuls, and then spoke.

“But ordinary people are ordinary people. I’m a resident here, and those winding mazes are nothing to me. I can definitely help you get out of this hellhole.”

Zhou You laughed.

"I never expected you to be so kind, brother. But I'm not very good at this, and I know there's no such thing as a free lunch. I also know you wouldn't help me for no reason. So you must have something to gain from me, right?"

The thing seemed to have not expected Zhou You to react this way—in its mind, being in such a desperate situation, and having just encountered such a terrifying creature, someone should be terrified by now.

However, judging from this reaction...
It hesitated for a moment, but after thinking about it, it finally spoke.

“Indeed, but it’s not too much trouble. You probably don’t know, but our group has made a mistake and been punished by the master. We’re living like ghosts every day. You just need to help me open a crack in the door so I can leave this hellhole while the master is resting. I’ll naturally show you a way out.”

Zhou You did not answer immediately.

He closed his eyes, carefully recalling the several overwhelming acts of malice he had felt when he transformed into a spirit—and then compared them one by one with the person behind the door. After a long while, he finally exhaled a breath of stale air.

"Okay, I can help you, but I don't have the key, and the door is locked tight. How can I open a crack for you?"

Upon hearing the affirmative answer, the person behind the door suddenly became very excited.

He spoke quickly in an excited voice.

"Listen to me—see those patterns on the door? Those are the restrictions set by the master. You just need to break them, and then I can get out. I'll definitely repay you handsomely then, not only by showing you the way, but I can even give you a lot of what you scavengers want."

Zhou You did not answer immediately.

As the saying goes, something unusual must be going on, and to be honest, this guy is acting way too impatiently, clearly setting a trap.

But right.

—Besides this, can I find any other breakthrough?

Then, with a long sigh, Zhou You, seemingly carefully examining the scratches on the door, was instructed by the person inside.

It took him quite a while to find the so-called 'restriction order'.

I bit my fingertip and gently stained a few corners of it.

next second.

Cheers erupted.

The thin door opened a crack, and then...
A fat hand reached out and grabbed him inside!

(End of this chapter)