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

This scene was both terrifying and extremely bizarre.

Through the live broadcast lens, it became the heaviest iron hammer, smashing hard into the hearts of tens of billions of viewers around the world!

Everyone is stunned!

At this moment, my brain completely shut down and went blank!

died?

He just...died like that?!

One second they were frantically fighting over food, making a complete fool of themselves.

One second they were enjoying "celestial music" and smiling.

At this very second.

They turned into cold corpses?

What on earth is going on?!

That damned piano music... it's not meant to help you sleep, it's meant to kill?!

What kind of murder rule is this?

Will I die if I hear a sound?!

panic.

Like the most vicious plague, it frantically grew and spread in the hearts of all the viewers!

They finally understood why Hawkeye had run away!

They finally understood why only a sturdy door could shut out that "wonderful" music!

That's not some kind of heavenly music at all!

That was a death knell from hell!

however.

Before they could recover from this immense shock...

Something even more terrifying happened!

"ah--!"

"My head! It hurts so much!"

"Hiss... What's going on? My head feels like it's going to split open!"

"Help! My head..."

In the real world, all over the world.

At the same time, countless viewers sitting in front of their screens watching the live stream let out a painful scream!

An indescribable, sharp, and piercing pain erupted from the depths of their brains without warning!

That feeling.

It was as if an invisible steel needle, tempered with extreme cold frost, had pierced their skulls and was churning wildly inside their brains!

It was accompanied by excruciating pain.

There was also a chilling, violent, chaotic, and terrifying killing intent!

That murderous intent.

It was so pure, so intense!

It was as if they wanted to freeze and tear their souls apart completely!

It was just through a screen.

Separated by a barrier of the world.

The aftershocks of that murderous intent caused these ordinary people unbearable pain, and cold sweat instantly soaked their entire bodies!

They can be 100% sure!

in case……

If it weren't for the power of the strange world, which hasn't yet fully descended into reality.

If it weren't for that invisible world barrier as the final protection.

Just now.

The moment the piano music echoed throughout the hotel, the rules for murder were triggered.

They will all be just like the players in the dungeon!

He died suddenly and silently!

This ghost's rules for killing...

It's so powerful that it can penetrate the barrier between two worlds and affect the real world!

This understanding.

It made everyone's blood almost freeze!

For the first time, they felt so clearly how close death was to them!

In an instant.

Live streams around the world went wild!

The barrage of comments, which had been silent for only a few seconds, erupted like a volcano, refreshing the screen at an unprecedented and terrifying speed!

[Damn! Damn! Damn!]

My head hurts so much! What just happened?!

It's that ghost!

It's that piano-playing ghost! Its attack is affecting us!

[My God... Can people really kill each other through a screen?! How are we supposed to watch the live stream like this?!]

This is terrifying!

This isn't the third ghost!

[Footprint ghost, unknown terrors in the elevator, and now a piano ghost! Just how many ghosts are hiding in this hotel?!]

[The sound of a piano can kill? Hearing it will kill you? What kind of rule is that?!]

[Piano, footprints, elevator...]

Good heavens, there are so many ghosts here! And their methods of killing are completely different!

It's over...it's completely over...

[With so many ghosts with different killing rules in one instance, this is simply not a game that humans can beat!]

This isn't just hell difficulty, this is a death sentence!

Z City Grand Hotel

This name.

This moment was deeply imprinted in the minds of everyone around the world, becoming a synonym for "despair" and "death".

There are just too many ghosts in the hotel!

There are so many it's outrageous!

and.

Based on the footprint ghost and piano ghost that have been shown so far, they seem to have no connection with each other.

Burnt footprints.

An eerie piano piece.

They are completely independent individuals!

They have their own unique rules for killing!

They are not the kind of ghost slaves without independent consciousness that were created in the ghost realm of some powerful evil spirit!

they……

Every single one of them is a real ghost!

It is the true source of terror, capable of easily wiping out hundreds of players!

After realizing this.

A deeper and more intense despair than before, like an impenetrable, heavy cloud, pressed down on the countries where every surviving player was located.

they.

Is there really still hope?

.......

.......

Dead silence.

A deathly silence, as if even the air itself had frozen.

The lobby and restaurant on the first floor of the eerie hotel have now been completely transformed into a cold, hellish place.

Several corpses lay scattered on the ground.

The eerie, blissful smiles still lingered on their faces, but their bodies had long since lost all warmth.

Signs of life.

It was completely erased the moment the piano music stopped.

In the global live broadcast room.

Billions of viewers stared in disbelief at the horrific scene, many even forgetting the lingering, stabbing pain in their minds.

Fear has numbed their senses.

Despair, like the deepest night, enveloped everyone's heart.

One instance, three...

There may even be more, including vengeful ghosts with different rules of killing!

This is no longer a game.

This was a complete and utter one-sided massacre targeting all of humanity!

No one could survive in a place like this!

Absolutely not!

however.

It was precisely at this suffocating atmosphere of despair that things reached their peak.

dong dong——

dong dong——

A dull, oppressive sound, as if striking directly at one's heart, suddenly rang out without warning in the deathly silent hotel.

The sound seemed to come from all directions.

Sometimes it felt like being on the ceiling, sometimes like being inside the walls, and sometimes like being deep inside the floor beneath your feet.

It shattered the tranquility of the hotel.

This also foreshadows something.

This terrifying place, which had just claimed dozens of lives, has once again begun to function in an atmosphere filled with eeriness and malice!

Followed by.

Wisps of black smoke began to seep out from the cracks in the floor, the shadows in the corners of the walls, and the vents in the ceiling.

They converged and condensed in mid-air.

finally.

On the smooth, mirror-like marble floor, one after another, charred footprints, as if burned by a raging fire, were imprinted!

Footprint Ghost!

The terrifying ghost that first appeared and roamed indiscriminately within the hotel has once again begun its "patrol"!

The charred feet were imprinted firmly on the floor, as if trying to burn and pierce through the cold ground!

It roams throughout the hotel, from the lobby to the corridors, from the restaurant to the kitchen, silently yet bringing a sense of oppressive death.

It was at this time that...

"Squeak—"

The second floor.

The door to room 201 made a slight, almost imperceptible sound.

The door was slowly pushed open from the inside.