It's time to become an evil god.

Orange Cat explained, "If the female corpse doesn't go into a frenzy, there's no way to reseal her. Also, each room's sealing talisman corresponds to a different sealing object. I took the seal from room 06 on the 13th floor, so the anomaly in room 06 on the 13th floor will be unsealed."

Bai Ge frowned and asked, "What about the residents on the thirteenth floor?"

The orange cat shrugged, looking completely uninvolved. "This is none of my business."

……

At the same time, a terrifying goat-headed demon appeared in room 1303. It wore a six-pointed star charm necklace on its chest, was dressed in a black suit, sat with its legs crossed on a chair, and placed its hands on its chest. It smiled and looked at the long, curly-haired man in front of it, saying in a seductive tone, "Do you want to make a deal with me?"

Trump frowned and asked tentatively, "For example?"

The goat-headed demon's smile widened as it continued, "I can tell you all the secrets, truths, and knowledge you want to know, but the price is your soul in exchange."

"can."

Trump's tone was calm as he said, "I want to know the truth about this hotel and the art exhibition."

"This hotel was originally a cursed, forsaken land. It was built here merely to select suitable candidates. As for the art exhibition you mentioned, I'm sorry, I'm not qualified to know anything about that. But I can tell you that art exhibitions are not for you."

"It wasn't prepared for us?"

Trump asked, "What do you mean?"

"I have answered your question."

The goat-headed demon in a suit extended his hand in an inviting gesture, his eyes gleaming with menace as he threatened, "Now it's your turn. Hand over your soul obediently. Trust me, don't even think about resisting. Some scheming individuals meet a terrible end."

"it is good."

Trump took off his gloves, reached out and cupped the sheep's bizarre face in his hand, leaned close to it, and whispered, "Go to another dimension with peace of mind."

"Another dimension?"

pat.

Trump clapped his hands lightly, and the demon, before it could even react, vanished without a trace right before his eyes.

"I see. So the qualifying rounds start now? Only players who survive to tomorrow will be eligible to participate in the art exhibition. However, the trial will end after tonight's bloodshed!"

Trump put his gloves back on, opened the door and walked toward the corridor, a strange, light blue figure appearing faintly behind him.

"Although the inability to use skills and items limits the extent of one's strength."

He clutched a napkin in his hand and muttered to himself, "But I am a Stand user."

Chapter 188 The Iron Leader Has Long Gone

Bai Ge fished a tattered notebook out of a vat of bloody water and stuffed it into a special waterproof bag. Although it had been soaking for who knows how many years, it was still dry.

Bai Ge opened the sealed bag and took out a notebook. This was a clue left behind in the hotel by the previous player. Bai Ge opened the notebook. It was a special item. All the thoughts and even images that flashed through the mind of the notebook owner would be imprinted in the notebook.

Aside from some player analyses and records, the vast majority of the other accounts were based on situations encountered during previous missions, much like watching a walkthrough video, which also allowed Bai Ge to learn more about some of the hotel's secrets.

"It turns out that after midnight, the anomalies between the single-level and double-level corridors will refresh every half hour. The anomalies on odd-numbered floors cannot penetrate into even-numbered floors, and vice versa. Some rooms without anomalies can be used as safe havens, but those rooms are not 100% safe. After midnight, a 'knocking death grim reaper' will appear. Once targeted by the knocking death grim reaper, it will ignore the floor and begin hunting its prey, unless you can survive until the clock strikes six in the morning. Once six in the morning, all the anomalies will disappear."

Bai Ge closed the laptop. Although he didn't know why the previous player hadn't been able to take the laptop with him, according to the information marked inside, at least some rooms on several floors were temporarily safe.

Just as he was about to leave, a broadcast suddenly came from the hallway outside the door.

"I have some clues about this trial mission. Only players who survive until 6 a.m. can participate in the next round of trials. That means before 6 a.m., you can choose to coexist peacefully or fight each other. However, every decision you make may affect your promotion in the next round. So, struggle, this bloody night, be afraid."

As soon as he finished speaking, all the players heard the system notification.

[Advanced Worldview Unveiled: Teammate Protection Officially Removed, Skills and Items Officially Unlocked]

The president put down the microphone and was about to turn and leave when heavy footsteps came from the depths of the corridor outside the door. It sounded as if someone was walking in the darkness wearing heavy iron boots. A huge figure appeared in front of the president. The steel knife in his hand was covered in blood and even had a nick. However, his face still had a resolute expression, neither happy nor sad.

He stood before the president, his red armor, resembling power armor, stained with specks of blood.

There are many legends about him: a cruel dictator, the helmsman of the red world, a leader who made the Western world tremble, and a steadfast and compassionate father.

The president held a revolver in his hand, and for some reason, his hand was trembling slightly.

Faced with Joseph, who was wearing bulky power armor, the Führer instinctively took a step back.

With the sharp sword pointed at the president's throat, Joseph finally spoke, saying, "Do you know that everything you've done will lead to many deaths tonight?"

The President touched his chest and retorted emphatically, “My actions are not driven by selfishness or personal desire. I did not become a player because of a pursuit of power or a desire to dominate anyone… I act with a profound patriotism, and everything I have done is for America. It is an action I have determined is absolutely indispensable. As long as this country can be made great again, I will spare no effort to eliminate those who stand in my way, including you and your resurrected evil empire.”

Joseph smirked, a forced smile on his face, and said coldly, "Then you are truly a despicable patriot."

Say what you want.

The president spread his hands, with an expression of utter innocence, and declared righteously, "My heart and actions are as clear as a mirror; all my deeds are just!"

"On the contrary, with Russia already in such a state of disrepair, do you still have the ability to save it?"

"Death does not belong to the working class."

"Although the leader of the steel industry has long since passed away."

A rare look of sadness and disappointment crossed Joseph's face, but it quickly vanished. He simply raised the cold steel knife in his hand and said, "But don't forget, the leader's steel will forever protect his people."

……

After hearing the broadcast, some players quickly left the room, preparing to take advantage of the situation and make their move.

If the number of promotion slots is truly limited, then eliminating one more player now will increase your chances of promotion in the future.

The blonde girl named King Arthur stopped abruptly as soon as she opened the door. The strange phenomena in the corridor forced her to grip the greatsword tightly, her eyes fixed sinisterly on the figure in the shadows.

As Queen Elizabeth, possessing the memories of King Arthur and reborn at the age of sixteen—no, she's now unsure whether she's Elizabeth with King Arthur's memories or King Arthur with Elizabeth's personality—she's an anomaly of soul fusion. From the High Towers Magical Society to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, many players covet her, and even within the royal family, there are numerous traitors colluding with the enemy.

Queen Elizabeth, or rather King Arthur, was like a sailor on a patched-up, dilapidated ship called Great Britain, swaying and rocking forward, a sailor clamoring for revolution, an incompetent helmsman, as if bound by countless heavy chains, unable to breathe.

A bald man with tubes inserted into the back of his head appeared in front of Elizabeth and smiled at her.

"You are... Yuri?"

King Arthur had some prior knowledge of the players' publicly available information, so he wasn't surprised to see this man appear before him.

He raised his hand and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm here to kill you."

King Arthur narrowed his eyes, raised his greatsword, assumed a blocking stance, and asked disdainfully, "You?"

"Of course it's not just him, it's me too."

A short-haired girl of average height emerged from the shadows and stood before King Arthur, holding a flag heavily planted on the ground, the end of which was a sharp spearhead.

"So it's a Franco-Russian alliance, no wonder Yuri dared to stand up and make a fuss."

King Arthur's expression changed, he gripped his greatsword tightly, and said through gritted teeth, "So it turns out there was a Corsican village girl like you behind all this trouble."

"Please don't misunderstand, you old hag."

She brushed a strand of golden hair from her forehead behind her ear and said with a smile, "Excuse me, it was your dutiful son Charles from London who paid me a lot of money to buy your dog's life."

Chapter 189 The first thing I saw when I arrived was the three leaders of Yalta having a meeting.

The Holy Lord sat cross-legged on the bed. After hearing the commotion outside, he did not rush out. Instead, he took out an item from his inventory that looked like an ordinary black box. Strange rays of light flowed across its dark surface, flashing by in an instant. The lid of the box also had a label with the image of the Plague Corporation.

[Item: Plague Inc.'s latest product: Plague Virus]

[Quality: Inferior]

[Features: Can only be used in dungeon missions. Once opened, it will randomly release hundreds of deadly plagues, including but not limited to bacteria, viruses, parasites, fungi, necroa virus, and even non-existent, randomly generated deadly strains. The virus will attack and infect all living beings, including those who possess the plague virus.]

[Postscript: Please accept the gift from the merciful Father Nagued]

……

Then he took out another prop.

[Props: Ashes]

[Quality: Average]

[Features: Able to turn the body to ash. During the ash-turning period, the user can only maintain consciousness, cannot move, cannot speak, and cannot use skills or items.]

[P.S.: When you're having your ashes cremated, don't pray your opponent brought a vacuum cleaner.]

The Holy Lord opened the plague virus without any password or input instructions, just like opening an ordinary box. However, he only opened a tiny crack, and thick yellow-brown smoke poured out like a spring. Soon, the entire room was soaked in an eerie green smoke. The smoke then seeped out from the cracks in the hotel door and began to spread into the corridor.

After the Holy Lord activated the plague virus, his body began to disintegrate, as if turning into an amorphous cloud of smoke, merging into the billowing green smoke.

Thick green smoke began to drift through the corridor. Some players, lacking effective defensive items, were covered in countless blisters after just one encounter. Their eyes swelled and turned bloodshot, and they clutched their throats in pain before collapsing to the ground with a thud, never to rise again.

The green, deathly smoke continued to spread, soon filling the entire floor with a terrifying, deadly virus. The smoke spread outwards through the elevator shaft, stairwell, and rooms.

Even wearing a protective suit is not very effective, as some viruses are more terrifying than the level of protection required for a Level 4 laboratory.

"Everyone be careful."

The witch conjured a protective shield, isolating the room from the green smoke outside. As members of the Special Affairs Bureau, no player dared to attack her. Firstly, no one was confident they could defeat her; secondly, even if they did, they would have to consider the overwhelming and relentless retaliation from the Special Affairs Bureau and Endymion Academy. It was said that this girl was a genius magical girl coveted and highly regarded by the principal and most of the elders of Endymion Academy.

Although the players participating in this trial were able to resist most viruses in the world, they all collapsed and could not get up when some terrifying viruses that did not belong to this world swept in, due to the lack of effective isolation measures.

The place was a mess.

Less than ten minutes into the game, many floors were already filled with players' corpses.

Xi Zeliang, Master Huigen, Wuxian, Xuemo, Wen Liang, and the few neutral players they rescued stayed in the room, their faces ashen as they looked at the billowing green smoke at the doorway.

A dazzling crystal ball staff floated in the center of the room, its light filling the entire space, seemingly resisting the green smoke outside the door.

"What the hell is this thing?"

"Poison gas? Virus?" Xi Zeliang asked, his face pale.

"I know what this prop is."

Blood Demon said with a grim expression, "It is said that the Holy Lord possesses an item called the [Plague Virus], which can release viruses to cause indiscriminate and large-scale killing. Even nuclear weapons cannot eliminate some of the released viruses. We must find a way to find the holder and force them to close the box."

Nishizawa Ryo silently analyzed, "Since he dared to activate the [Plague Virus], he must have made thorough preparations."

"The air is now saturated with viruses. If I abandon my protective barrier, the virus could kill us instantly. If I maintain the barrier, I might eventually die from lack of oxygen. Unless someone is 100% immune to or can isolate tens of thousands of viruses, do you have any similar equipment?"

Everyone shook their heads.

Non-physical items or skills are generally categorized as protective gear in evolution games. For the sake of game balance, once used, the caster will be greatly restricted, possibly unable to move or use skills and items. Therefore, players tend to prefer magical and physical defensive protective gear.

"It will take some time for the virus to infect the entire building. This is our last chance, we must..."

Suddenly, Nishizawa Ryo spoke up, "Wait, have we forgotten about that guy?"