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

With Su Qiaoqiao's exclamation filled with ecstatic joy, the live broadcast room of the Great Xia Dynasty in the real world instantly erupted in excitement!

The previously oppressive atmosphere was instantly ignited by this sudden glimmer of hope.

The barrage of comments surged forth, almost flooding the entire screen.

[Holy crap! Holy crap! Holy crap! Is there really a chance?! Su Qiaoqiao's luck is incredible!]

[A door! Is it an exit? Is it a door leading to the outside world?!]

[Oh my god, my heart was pounding! This is a miraculous escape from death!]

Wait, calm down!

In eerie dungeons, doors are often not the way out, but rather a deeper trap!

[Don't jinx it, upstairs!]

[We've finally found hope, can't we say something positive?!]

But... but what if? Last time, a player opened a door that led right to the demon's lair!

[Where is Yang Jian? What did Yang Jian say?]

Didn't he say that running around would get him into trouble? Why didn't he stop Su Qiaoqiao?

[How could an ordinary person like him stop her? Su Qiaoqiao wouldn't listen to him at all.]

I think Yang Jian might have done it on purpose. He knew what Su Qiaoqiao would find, after all, it's 'Yang Jian'!

[Stop kidding, the experts said it's a coincidence! It's purely Su Qiaoqiao's good luck, a blind cat catching a dead mouse!]

Regardless, she's a player now, and we can only hope she makes the right judgment!

[Don't open the door! Su Qiaoqiao, please don't open the door! Observe the situation first!]

She'll definitely drive; she's completely driven by her survival instinct.

[Oh no, I have a feeling something bad is going to happen...]

The fate of the Great Xia Dynasty rests on this one gate!

The entire live stream room.

In just a few dozen seconds, the feeling quickly shifted from ecstasy to tension and worry.

Hundreds of millions of viewers held their breath, staring intently at the screen.

He was afraid of missing any detail, afraid that every move Su Qiaoqiao made would lead to irreversible consequences.

.......

.......

The Great Xia, the "Heavenly Secrets" operations room.

The appearance of the door on the screen instantly made the atmosphere in the entire operations room extremely tense.

The chief analyst frowned.

He pointed at the door on the screen with his laser pointer and said in a deep voice, "She is heading towards a huge unknown."

"In the Ghost Realm, any seemingly 'normal' item may contain deadly rules."

"Judging from the current performance of the Ghost Domain, it seems to possess a certain 'lure' characteristic."

The criminal profiler added.

"Su Qiaoqiao's current state is exactly what ghosts love to lure—extreme panic, desperately seeking a way out, and her judgment plummeting."

"That door is very likely a decoy."

Another expert added.

"It may appear to be a sign of life, but it could very well lead to a deeper level of terror, or even be the hiding place of a vengeful ghost."

"If Su Qiaoqiao were to open it rashly, the risk would be extremely high."

The commander-in-chief's face was ashen.

He looked at Su Qiaoqiao's hopeful yet slightly manic face on the screen, and felt a deep sadness in his heart.

he knows.

Su Qiaoqiao's state is the most common behavior of all players after entering the Ghost Realm.

—Dominated by fear—

In their eagerness to find a way out, they neglected the most basic rational judgment.

"We cannot intervene, nor can we provide any direct warnings."

The commander-in-chief's voice carried a hint of helplessness.

"We can only hope that she can remain somewhat conscious, or... that Yang Jian can play a role."

however.

His expectations of Yang Jian had long been extinguished by the intelligence network's investigation results.

What can an ordinary person do?

He could only watch helplessly as the fate of the nation hung by a thread.

.......

.......

A bizarre dungeon, a terrifying high school.

Su Qiaoqiao's breathing became rapid, and she could feel that her palms were already soaked with sweat.

But that door.

But like a magnet, it firmly attracted her gaze.

This was hope, her only chance to escape this endless darkness!

She disregarded Yang Jian's advice.

They ignored the faint warning signs deep inside their hearts.

Driven by the will to survive.

Her rationality was almost completely overwhelmed.

She reached out, her hand trembling, and grasped the cold metal doorknob.

A strange chill ran through my hand.

It felt as if countless cold tentacles were wrapped around her fingertips.

She took a deep breath.

He silently chanted "Live on, live on" and then twisted hard.

"Click—"

A soft yet distinct crackling sound rang out sharply in the deathly silent corridor.

The door opened easily, much more easily than she had imagined. Su

Qiaoqiao's heart skipped a beat.

A surge of adrenaline rushed to her brain, leaving her mind blank.

Without hesitation or much thought, almost instinctively, she pulled open the door!

"Squeak—"

The door hinges emitted a harsh, screeching sound.

The moment the door opened.

An extremely strong, fishy stench, almost tangible, suddenly assaulted my senses!

"vomit--!"

It was a stench that defied description.

It was a mixture of rotting flesh, aged blood, moldy dampness, and a pungent smell like some kind of chemical reagent.

It instantly invaded Su Qiaoqiao's nasal cavity, stimulating every olfactory cell in her nose.

Her stomach churned violently.

A dry gagging sound came from his throat.

His body instinctively took several steps back, almost falling to the ground.

She covered her mouth and nose tightly with her hands.

But the stench seemed to have seeped into her internal organs, making her dizzy and nauseous.

She even felt difficulty breathing, as if she were inhaling not air, but pure rotten air.

Just as Su Qiaoqiao was almost unconscious from the stench, a dim yellow light suddenly lit up in the previously pitch-black room.

"Sizzle... sizzle..."

The old fluorescent tubes emitted a harsh electrical hum and flickered erratically.

It emitted a sickly, bleak yellow light.

The light was extremely faint.

It could only barely illuminate a corner of the room, which only made the darkness in the depths of the room seem even more profound and eerie.

however.

With the help of this faint light, Su Qiaoqiao could see everything behind the door.

Her pupils suddenly contracted, and her body instantly stiffened.

All the nausea and fear were replaced by a deeper, colder chill.

It's right behind that door.

Right next to the door frame stood a... corpse!

That was no ordinary corpse.

It was a bloody, disfigured monster!

Its body swelled and deformed.

The skin had an eerie bluish-purple hue and was covered with wounds of all sizes.

In some places, even stark white bones and wriggling flesh were exposed.

Its clothes were already tattered and soaked with dark red bloodstains and unidentified filth, emitting an even stronger stench of decay.

Its head was lowered.

It seemed to be asleep, or perhaps waiting.

But the moment that light came on, the mangled corpse seemed to be awakened by some unseen force!

Its head began to twist in an extremely slow and stiff motion.

"Crunch... crunch..."

The ear-piercing sound of bones rubbing together was like rusty gears struggling to turn, piercing the eardrums.

Its neck was at an angle that defied physiological limits.

It turned almost a full 180 degrees, and finally, the face, whose features were no longer recognizable, turned completely towards Su Qiaoqiao!

Its eyes should have been two empty holes.

But at this moment, two points of scarlet light flickered, like will-o'-the-wisps from the depths of hell, filled with endless resentment and murderous intent.

It has no eyelids and no eyelashes.

The two red lights stared straight at Su Qiaoqiao, as if they wanted to tear her soul apart.

"ah--!"

Su Qiaoqiao let out an uncontrollable scream.

Her body suddenly fell backward, her legs went weak, and she almost collapsed to the ground.

Extreme fear made all the muscles in her body stiffen.

Her mind went blank, leaving only those two crimson lights and the mangled corpse, which magnified on her retina.

The mangled corpse didn't pause for a moment after turning its head.

Its swollen, deformed feet stepped out from behind the door with a heavy, dragging screech.

"Drag...drag...drag..."

Each step felt like dragging rotting flesh across the ground, producing a chilling sound.

Its twisted body looked even more ferocious and terrifying under the dim light.

Each step carried an unstoppable aura of death, slowly approaching Su Qiaoqiao's direction!