A bizarre resurrection: I, Yang Jian, am bound by a contract with the school beauty!

The moment I stepped into Huanggang Village.

A chilling and eerie feeling, seemingly emanating from the deepest abyss, rushed up from the soles of everyone's feet to the top of their heads.

The air here is frozen.

There was no wind, no chirping of insects, and even the falling dust carried a chilling stillness.

Qin Taotao walked at the very front.

behind her.

There are more than seventy players from all over the world.

They huddled together like a flock of frightened lambs, keeping a distance from Qin Taotao that was neither too far nor too close.

Fear was written all over everyone's face.

Their eyes scanned the dilapidated houses around them.

It was as if a vengeful ghost, ready to devour anyone, could leap out from behind those dark doors and windows at any moment.

The procession moved slowly.

Wandering through this desolate village.

The path beneath our feet was covered with a thick layer of fallen leaves and dust, making it soft and yielding no sound when we stepped on it. This added an eerie touch to the already oppressive atmosphere.

They started trying to search.

A few of the bolder players, with Qin Taotao's tacit permission, cautiously pushed open a wooden house that had not yet completely collapsed.

"Creak—"

The rotten door hinges emitted a piercing wail, shattering the tranquility of the place.

The room was completely empty.

There was only a table covered in a thick layer of dust.

And several overturned chairs.

The corners were covered with cobwebs, and the air was thick with the smell of decay.

There was no coffin, and no ghosts.

Over the next hour, they inspected more than a dozen houses, and the results were all the same.

This village.

It was like a real tomb, devoid of any living creature except for its decay and deathly silence.

Or rather... the traces of inanimate objects.

The clock is ticking.

Panic is spreading.

The letter lying in my arms.

It was like a red-hot branding iron, searing everyone's nerves.

"We...can't find it."

A female player's voice was trembling with tears.

"This village is so big, heaven knows where that coffin is hidden. Three days... how could we possibly find it!"

Even more frightening is that they seem to be trapped.

Just then.

A player is trying to return to the village entrance by retracing the path they came from.

But he didn't go far.

It was as if I had hit an invisible wall and could not move forward any further.

The thin mist in front of him.

It had become so dense that it was almost tangible, completely sealing off the entire village.

"We can't get out! We're trapped here!"

This discovery.

Like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, it instantly stirred up a huge uproar among the crowd.

Despair spread like a plague.

Why is this happening?

"Could it be...could it be that the reason we can't find our target and can't leave this place is because there are too many of us?"

Sudden.

A voice of speculation arose from the crowd.

Everyone was stunned by these words.

yes……

With over seventy people, they were too large a target and their actions were slow.

From the time I entered the village until now.

It's abnormal that we didn't even see a ghost.

In a bizarre world.

Not encountering a ghost is often more terrifying than actually encountering one.

This means that...

They haven't yet violated the ghost's rules for killing.

And now.

They're trapped. Could this be some kind of clue?

Remind them.

Is it wrong to gather together?

The real world.

In various live streaming rooms, countless viewers and experts were staring intently at the screen, their hearts pounding in their throats.

"The situation is not good. This has clearly triggered some kind of restriction. The strangeness of Huanggang Village seems to be forcing them to make a choice in this way."

"That guess makes a lot of sense!"

"Strange dungeons are often accompanied by various rules, and 'gathering' may be one of the negative rules, preventing them from exploring deeper areas."

This creates a paradox.

"Separating might be dangerous, but we can find a way out."

"If we don't separate, we're safe for now, but we'll be trapped here and die. This is too torturous!"

Under the global spotlight.

Every player's subtle facial expression was magnified infinitely.

The scales in their hearts have begun to swing violently.

Amidst this eerie silence and suspicion...

Jack, the player from the United States, stepped forward once again.

His gaze swept over the crowd.

Finally, the gaze fell on Qin Taotao, her eyes filled with undisguised doubt and sneer.

"I think everyone understands now."

Jack's loud voice broke the silence.

"We're trapped."

"The reason is probably because we're all huddled together like a bunch of idiots!"

"The mission only has three days left!"

"If we continue to waste our time like this, we'll only face certain death!"

His words were highly inflammatory and immediately resonated with some people.

A seemingly refined Japanese player adjusted his glasses and chimed in, "Mr. Jack is right."

"We cannot place all our hopes on one person."

"In this bizarre world, everyone should be responsible for their own life."

"That's right, we should split up; it'll be more efficient!" a player from a South Asian country chimed in.

Dissenting voices still exist, but they have become much weaker.

"But separating is too dangerous..."

"Yes, we are all ordinary people..."

Jack snorted coldly.

These cowardly remarks were interrupted.

He took two steps forward, his gaze sharp as a knife, staring directly at Qin Taotao.

"And do you really believe her that much?"

He pointed at Qin Taotao, his voice suddenly rising:

"Have you all forgotten the live stream of the Chang City instance?"

"Have you forgotten how this woman willingly became an accomplice of that executioner named Yang Jian, personally capturing living players and feeding them to starving ghosts!"

"Her hands are stained with players' blood!"

"Her level of danger is no less than that of a vengeful ghost!"

"She's putting on a calm front now, but who knows what she's really up to?"

"Perhaps she's planning to use us as bait to lure the vengeful ghost when we're exhausted!"

These words.

It was like a thunderclap that exploded in the crowd.

Many players' faces turned deathly pale instantly, and the way they looked at Qin Taotao changed from dependence and pleading to doubt and fear.

yes……

How could they forget this!

Qin Taotao has never been a kind-hearted person!

In Chang City, she was Yang Jian's right-hand woman, ruthless and merciless! She was the most direct executor of Yang Jian's schemes to kill players from various countries!

Would a woman like this really be so kind as to lead them on their mission?

Who would believe that!

They don't believe it!

In this bizarre dungeon, one wrong step means utter destruction! They can't afford to gamble!

"Jack is right!"

"I'd rather venture out on my own than entrust my life to a potential enemy!"

"The people of Kyushu are always cunning! We can't trust her!"

"Instead of being used as cannon fodder by her, let's take a chance ourselves! If we complete the mission, we can become Ghost Tamers too, and we'll never have to depend on anyone again!"