It's time to become an evil god.

Bai Ge remarked with emotion, "I never expected to see an orphanage in the style of Arkham Asylum in Silent Hill. These two designers are truly brilliant."

"..."

Pushing open the heavy door, a horrific scene unfolded before everyone's eyes. The Hope Home orphanage reeked of blood, and the ground was covered with messy footprints and shocking bloody handprints.

A half-dead corpse was nailed to a huge mural, its intestines and internal organs spilling out onto the ground. Upon seeing this, the mischievous child immediately covered his mouth, turned away, and began to gag.

John Wick stared at the long-dead corpse before him, frowning as he said, "Wait, I remember this guy. He's Victor, the CIA assassin. He also had another nickname, Altaïr of Massachusetts."

John Wick raised his already cold arm and carefully examined the cuff, analyzing, "It was cut in two without even using the hidden blade, so the monster we're facing must be ridiculously powerful."

The Twilight Hermit, chin in hand, pondered, "But this is only the second refresh. Why are there such terrifying creatures? Could they be monsters that maintain order in Silent Hill itself?"

Bai Ge's inner suspicions were gradually confirmed, but he simply glanced at everyone without saying a word.

"Everyone."

Bai Ge clapped his hands, interrupting the discussion, and said, "Although I know that splitting up under these circumstances is tantamount to waiting for death, I have decided to part ways with you all for the time being."

"Are you crazy?"

The warmonger's eyes widened in surprise as he exclaimed, "At least three player teams were wiped out here just now. Aren't you just throwing your life away?"

John Wick gestured for a pause, interrupting the warmonger, and silently stared at Bai Ge before him, asking, "What are your plans?"

Bai Ge shook his head and said, "I just have some ideas that I want to verify."

John Wick advised, "Remember to call for help if you encounter danger."

"No need."

Bai Ge shook his head and laughed, "If I need to call for help, you guys would most likely just be throwing your lives away if you came."

Without waiting for the other person to say anything, he quickly turned and left.

After parting ways with the four, Bai Ge breathed a sigh of relief and quickly headed to the left. After passing through a maze of corridors and rooms, she arrived at a corridor filled with various mirrors, including classical bronze mirrors, Baroque-style dressing mirrors, and Rococo-style vanity mirrors.

One of the mirrors was filled with a black aura, and a dark ghostly figure could be vaguely seen reflected in it.

Without saying a word, Bai Ge picked up a white cloth from the side and wrapped it around the mirror. The white cloth stained the mirror, and blood quickly seeped out, slowly condensing into a human-shaped bloodstain.

After accepting the mirror, Bai Ge turned around and saw a butcher-like man standing behind him, silently sizing him up.

The middle-aged man snorted and said, "So it's a player. I thought it was that monster."

Bai Ge countered, "Are you a player?"

The middle-aged man with a gloomy face looked the young man up and down, not wanting to pay him any attention, and said to himself, "Since we can't defeat the monster, we might as well just kill you."

"As I guessed, this is the real purpose of the battle royale dungeon in the Evolution Game."

"What do you mean?"

"Initially, all players are misled into believing that the true purpose of the Evolution game is to unite most of the players' teams to solve puzzles, find key clues, and unravel the events behind Silent Hill. Once the storyline develops in this way, the strength of the monster spawns in the later stages will become increasingly outrageous, forcing all players to rethink and weigh the pros and cons. When the cost of killing each other is less than the cost of pursuing the truth, it will become a true battle royale mission."

Even if it exists, so what?

The middle-aged man pulled out a whip from behind his back, which resembled a human spine strung together. At the end of the bone whip was an infant's skull, with its jaw opening and closing repeatedly, the teeth clattering together and making a clicking sound.

The light was absorbed by the darkness, and Bai Ge's surroundings became pitch black. Countless pale, skeletal arms emerged from the ground, gripping Bai Ge's legs in a dense mass.

However, Bai Ge didn't care at all. Instead, he unwrapped the item wrapped in white cloth, revealing a mirror in front of him.

"Mirror?"

The middle-aged man watched Bai Ge's every move warily.

However, Bai Ge did not take any action, but said softly, "Actually, there is another, even bolder and crazier idea. I specifically chose to act alone to test whether it is reliable."

"So I'm not pretending anymore, I'm coming clean."

A crazy smile crept across Bai Ge's lips. "Actually, I'm the Human Emperor. I'm about to start kiting the killer."

Chapter 539 The Secret in the Mirror

The shattered mirror fell to the ground, breaking into countless fragments, reflecting a blurry, black figure emanating an aura.

At this moment, the man was still unaware of the seriousness of the situation.

"I used an item in the early stages of the game, a replica of the Eye of Providence. It could see through the disguises of things and reveal their true nature. However, as the game progressed, it had been gathering dust in my inventory. I never thought it would come in handy today."

Bai Ge's eyes turned into eerie, vertical, scarlet pupils, and within his field of vision, all the strange things revealed their true forms.

On each of the shattered mirrors stood a woman covered in knife wounds and cuts, her scarlet, resentful eyes fixed on the middle-aged man before her. The woman's belly was swollen and round like a transparent balloon, and inside, a curled-up infant could be seen, though the infant was entirely black. As if noticing Bai Ge's gaze, it slowly turned its head and stared intently at Bai Ge.

"How pitiful."

Bai Ge sighed and said, "I didn't expect him to be a black guy. He's so young and doesn't even know who his father is."

The woman slowly opened her mouth, and with a snapping sound of her jaw dislocating, an arm covered in sticky mucus emerged from deep within her throat.

The middle-aged man, unable to see the female ghost, could only watch helplessly as the arms emerging from the ground released Bai Ge and disappeared back into the darkness. Still bewildered, he asked, his face pale, "What did you do?"

Bai Ge shrugged and said with a smirk, "It's nothing. Hope Home Orphanage is full of monsters. I just brought one of them here."

"You brought it?"

The middle-aged man froze for a moment, feeling a chill on the back of his neck. Suddenly, his neck tightened, as if something was choking him from behind, making it difficult to breathe. Ten finger marks inexplicably appeared on his skin. Looking through the broken mirror, he saw a long-haired woman radiating malice and resentment standing behind him, choking him tightly. Even more terrifying was the fetus desperately reaching out its tiny hand from the woman's semi-transparent, round, swollen abdomen.

"You actually dared to bring a ghost here?"

Every player wanted to avoid these monsters like the plague, but this guy did the opposite and deliberately lured them to his side.

"The monsters in Hope House increase in tandem with the player's level and combat items. In other words, the stronger the items you use, the more terrifying the monsters become."

The middle-aged man stood frozen in place, gritting his teeth and saying in a resentful voice, "How is this possible? How did you know?"

"That's just my guess."

Bai Ge shrugged indifferently, "I haven't used any props or skills since just now, just to verify and test my conjecture. I didn't expect my idea to be correct."

"No wonder that CIA guy was cut in half at the waist by Pyramid Head right from the start. Was it because he was the strongest player among them?"

"A madman, an absolute madman."

The middle-aged man spat out two words through gritted teeth, just to verify a conjecture: to give up resistance when facing a vengeful ghost. Only the most calm and crazy person could think of such a possibility.

But the middle-aged man had no strength left to resist. He felt his body slipping out of his control, growing colder and colder, his fingers stiff and unable to move. He could only watch helplessly as Bai Ge retreated from the attack range, leaving him standing there waiting to die.

When Bai Ge opened his eyes again, the players in the corridor had disappeared. There was only a pile of shattered mirrors on the ground. Through the mirrors, he could see the player who had attacked him being dragged by the woman into the darkness.

"It seems I guessed right."

Bai Ge breathed a sigh of relief. The scene just now was extremely dangerous; one wrong step and he could have died there. But then he noticed that the door to the room on the left side of the corridor had quietly opened a crack. It seemed that a small figure had been hiding in the doorway, secretly watching him, before quickly slipping inside.

Bai Ge quickly followed and pushed open the half-closed wooden door. Inside was a small room with a huge, sealed cylindrical metal instrument connected to a pump in the center. A rusty metal plate extended from the front of the instrument.

The corner of the room was piled with plush toys, green toy soldiers, toy cars, and dinosaurs, making it look like a children's room.

"I didn't expect to see an iron lung device used to treat polio. It looks like a room for a polio patient. But the church's adoption of orphans is definitely not just out of kindness. Judging from their invention of medicine to raise funds, there must be a bigger conspiracy behind it."

After searching the small room, they found nothing unusual. There weren't even any crucial paper clues or notes left behind, nor did they see the mysterious shadowy figure from before.

Suddenly, a mirror in the corner caught Bai Ge's attention. Perhaps because of the vengeful ghost in the mirror, he was particularly sensitive to seeing mirrors.

After examining the replica of the Eye of Providence and confirming that it was just an ordinary mirror, Bai Ge cautiously walked up to it.

The dressing mirror was nothing special, except for an inscription on its top: "Dedicated to dear Edward, wishing you a speedy recovery."

"It seems the room still belongs to this guy named Edward. Wait a minute."

Bai Ge vaguely sensed that something seemed to have been written on the smooth mirror surface. He breathed gently on it, and a line of text appeared on the water vapor that condensed on the mirror surface.

[No matter who you are, by the time you see this message, I will be gone. The orphanage is dangerous, run!]

I saw it. The Dean and his accomplices killed Miss Maria and locked her body in the basement, saying it was in preparation for the 21st Pentecost.

I saw DeWitt's body in the garden; they had him wrapped in a sack. Oh my God!

The head doctor looked at me strangely. He told the caregiver to take me to the chapel at midnight tonight; I might not survive the night.

【Run away! 】

The few lines of text provided a wealth of information, allowing Bai Ge to roughly guess the horrific events that had occurred at the Hope Home orphanage years ago.

After memorizing all the words on the mirror, Bai Ge stood up, intending to meet up with John Wick and his group. However, the iron lung ventilator behind him kept expanding and contracting, emitting a noisy breathing sound.

However, there was clearly nothing inside.

"Another paranormal event?"

Bai Ge watched the room warily, but the sudden sound of an air raid siren outside the window interrupted his thoughts. The sharp and urgent sound seemed to announce that some more terrifying danger was approaching...

Chapter 540 I Want to Make a Deal with You

The shrill, piercing air raid siren cast a shadow of gloom over everyone's hearts. Mold began to rapidly grow on the wallpaper, decaying and rotting, as if decades had passed in mere seconds. The sounds from the metal-lung ventilator grew heavy and rapid, as if something within it was experiencing a dramatic emotional upheaval. Blood seeped from the writing on the mirror, transforming into eerie and terrifying blood-red characters.

Bai Ge made a snap decision and immediately left the room. The moment he stepped out, the door behind him slammed shut with a bang.

The door was covered with the Arabic numeral 13, painted in bright red blood.

After Bai Ge stepped out of the room, the corridor outside had an extremely bizarre and peculiar structure, sometimes narrow, sometimes wide, sometimes rising, sometimes falling. Where there should be a window, there was a suspended wooden door; where there should be a door, there was a semi-transparent window. It was as if hundreds of houses had been dismantled and then pieced back together. The room had become a structure that could only appear in a dream.

"It's likely that the players at Hope House Orphanage have some crucial clues, which is causing the plot to progress faster. The monsters that will spawn next will become increasingly dangerous, and the sounding of the air raid siren is a harbinger of this."

Danger could approach at any moment, and Bai Ge needs to reunite with the team in the maze-like, intricate cabin and find information about the basement.

He had a premonition that the truth behind the town of Silent Hill pointed to the so-called behind-the-scenes church, and that they were definitely plotting something terrible.

Boom, boom, boom.

Heavy footsteps echoed at the corner at the end of the corridor. After hesitating for a few seconds, Bai Ge opened another door and hid inside. He didn't close the wooden door completely, but instead left it open a crack to quietly observe the situation outside.

A terrified and shrill male voice rang out in the hallway outside the door.

"Help! Help!"

The slow, drawn-out syllables sounded as if the person had suffered some kind of fatal wound, but the footsteps sounded stiff and eerie, like a huge black bear slowly walking. As the cries for help approached, Bai Ge's brows gradually furrowed.

The person in the corridor is a Japanese Onmyoji player dressed in a Japanese hunting robe, but his lower body has disappeared, while his upper body is firmly glued to the belly of a huge body with bits of flesh and blood.

The corpse was as tall and strong as Ymir, the giant from Norse mythology, and could only walk in the corridor with a hunched back. It had two identical, hideous, deformed heads on its left and right sides.

The player's half-dead body, stitched to his stomach, was still screaming and calling for help mechanically and numbly, like an anglerfish using sound as a trap to lure players in.