The Journey to the Harem in the Digital World

Faced with such a person, Qi Lin's heart was filled with endless doubts and confusion. He thought to himself: Can such a person really be called a human being?

"What is that?" Naomi Nakajima's voice suddenly sounded, and Qi Lin looked in the direction her finger pointed.

He saw a pistol lying on the ground... Could it be that? An ominous thought suddenly popped up in his mind.

He immediately went forward to pick up the pistol, and after a careful examination, he found that the pistol was very similar to the pistol of Nishiki Chitsuki. This surprised him greatly, who would have thought that a seemingly ordinary girl would actually carry a gun?

His eyes fell on the pieces of cloth scattered on the ground again. The colors of those pieces of cloth were almost exactly the same as those of Jinmu Chitsu's clothes. This made him more certain of his guess, and an indescribable worry surged in his heart.

In other words, she was brutally murdered by a vengeful spirit. This was the conclusion Qi Lin instinctively came to from deep within his brain.

The scene in front of him was shocking: the bright red heart was exposed, and the body was so twisted that the original outline could not be seen. Qi Lin watched all this silently, holding the gun tightly in his hand. Although his expression remained calm, his heart was like a surging wave, difficult to calm down.

"Are you okay? Do you know this person...?" Naomi Nakajima suddenly asked, with deep concern in her eyes.

Qi Lin hesitated for a moment and replied, "I guess we know each other, but we're not that familiar with each other. We just know each other's names, but we don't seem to have talked much."

"Is that so..." Naomi Nakajima murmured in a low voice. Then she showed a look of panic, looked at the horrific scene in front of her, and said in a trembling voice: "It's so terrible. I hope they will be okay."

They? Qi Lin's heart moved. Are they referring to her classmates?

Chapter 76: Health Room!

Qi Lin's thoughts were immersed in the characters of the original plot. He hid the gun properly with a solemn expression, took a deep breath, and said in a calm but firm tone: "Let's go." The tragic scene before him made him worry about the safety of Nan Xiaoniao and the others, but he buried this emotion deep in his heart and did not show it at all.

"Yeah." Naomi Nakajima responded softly, watching Qi Lin go ahead. She couldn't help but look back, her eyes lingered for a moment at the place where someone's remains were suspected to be, before she hurriedly caught up with Qi Lin.

In order to dispel the heaviness and terror around her, she tried to find a topic to talk about, so she casually asked as they walked: "Mr. Qi Lin, what is the relationship between you and those lost companions? Oh, I don't mean to pry into your privacy, but... among my companions, there are both close friends and people I care about." When she talked about her friends and sweethearts, her expression fluctuated subtly, revealing indescribable complex emotions.

Qi Lin, who was always highly vigilant, fell into a brief silence after listening to Naomi Nakajima's statement.

Except for Phyllis, he and the other girls actually just spent one night together in the school classroom. As for the degree of acquaintance, it was only that he had known them through animation. Before he traveled through time, they probably didn't even know of his existence.

"I have a pretty good relationship with them all." Qi Lin concluded lightly, although this answer was actually based on an emotional bond for the future.

"Oh? Is that so?" Naomi Nakajima blinked, her gossip burning: "I thought there was a girl you like, Qi Lin, among them?"

"No." Qi Lin smiled slightly, and that smile actually had a bit of the charm of a scumbag of the sea king: "I have a good impression of them all."

Suddenly, he stopped and turned to face Naomi Nakajima who looked puzzled, and the smile on his face became even wider: “Actually, if you are willing, Naomi, I will never refuse.”

"Eh……!"

Naomi Nakajima seemed to be cast a spell, her whole body froze, her face full of panic and helplessness, her body involuntarily took a step back. Her eyes flickered, her expression was extremely unnatural and dodged: "You...what are you talking about, I obviously like..."

"Haha, I'm just kidding." Qi Lin interrupted her jokingly before she could finish saying who she liked.

He knew very well who she liked.

What's more, he still vividly remembers the physical and mental torture he suffered when he was queuing for relief food in the coffee shop. He is now in the "great sage" mode.

"Okay, let's keep going." Qi Lin chuckled and continued to move forward. Nakajima Naomi was stunned for a moment, then quickly caught up.

After a long and fruitless search, the two finally came to an infirmary, which was empty except for two beds.

"Let's just stay here tonight." Qi Lin quickly looked around and found that there was nothing else available except the bed that was the same as in the original work.

"Okay." Naomi Nakajima responded softly, walked carefully to one of the beds and sat down gently.

"Next." A sudden voice broke the silence.

"Huh?!" Naomi Nakajima looked up in surprise, and saw a snack flying towards her. She hurriedly reached out to catch it, and narrowly caught it.

"Thank you." She thanked him quickly, with a hint of surprise in her tone.

"It's a small matter." Qi Lin waved his hand casually, walked to the bed next to her and sat down, then took out the food and started to enjoy it.

"Why don't you start eating yet?" Qi Lin asked.

"Oh, I'll eat it right away." Naomi Nakajima came back to her senses and responded quickly.

After eating a few bites, Qi Lin couldn't help but look at Nakajima Naomi, who was still in a daze, with some surprise. After being reminded by Qi Lin, she clumsily tore open the package and slowly began to taste it.

Her movements and expressions were even more unfamiliar than those of a baby who is just learning to eat.

Qi Lin secretly laughed in his heart and couldn't help but joked: "Naomei, how long has it been since you last had food?"

Naomi Nakajima's eyes wavered slightly, and her expression was gloomy: "I was just thinking of my good friend Shi Yizi. She probably hasn't eaten anything now."

Seeing the tears in her eyes, Qi Lin's heart tightened and he quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

"It's okay, I believe she will be safe." Naomi Nakajima's mood suddenly improved, and her tone was full of determination.

"Yeah, I believe it too." Qi Lin agreed, and continued to enjoy the food in his hand.

Naomi Nakajima also lowered her head and tasted the food attentively, as if she wanted to savor every bite.

Night falls.

The two of them were lying on the bed side by side. Naomi Nakajima seemed extremely tired and had fallen into a deep sleep, while Qi Lin tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.

It wasn't because he was afraid of the resentful spirits, nor was it because of physiological needs that made it hard for him to fall asleep. It was because today they only encountered the remains of someone who looked like Suzuki, and it was Suzuki Cocoon who was supposed to have encountered all this.

He subconsciously touched the pistol at his waist, thinking to himself: If he had not been sharp enough to notice the gun she was wearing, he would never have linked her to this matter.

Could she really...

Qi Lin didn't dare to think any further. Possessing firearms meant that the other party was not simple, but even so, she still suffered such a tragedy. Then, Nan Xiaoniao and the others might also...

When he thought of this, his heart felt like it was being tightly grasped by an ice-cold hand, as if it would burst at any time.

Suddenly, Qi Lin seemed to be awakened by an invisible force, his spirits instantly perked up, and his eyes suddenly widened.

"Huff, huff..." He began to breathe heavily. The feeling just now was too depressing and simply terrible.

He sat up, turned around and found that Naomi Nakajima was still sleeping.

At this moment, he felt the urge to urinate.

So he got out of bed quietly, looked around, and after making sure there was no danger, he decided not to wake up Naomi Nakajima and planned to go and come back quickly.

However, at the moment he quietly left, Naomi Nakajima's eyes quietly opened.

……

"Ta-ta..."

Qi Lin's footsteps echoed in the silent corridor. It was so quiet all around that not even a single blind monster or evil spirit could be seen.

If the heroine hadn't been with him, he would have doubted whether this was really the terrifying game world.

Soon, he found the toilet. At this moment, he didn't care whether it was a men's or women's toilet. After all, in such a scary game, who would care about these things?

Chapter 77 A strange dream!

At that moment, Qi Lin stepped into the threshold and instantly felt the temperature drop sharply. A biting chill penetrated his clothes and went straight to his bones. His eyes were involuntarily attracted by the half-open toilet door. His brows were furrowed, and an inexplicable premonition surged in his heart.

He walked forward slowly, each step seemed to be on the edge of the unknown, until the shocking scene came into view. Qi Lin's pupils suddenly shrank, his mouth slightly opened in astonishment, his fists clenched, veins bulging, as if to stifle this sudden shock.

"Bang!" There was a dull sound. He could not bear the impact and punched the wall beside him unconsciously.

"How could this be?!" He murmured to himself, his voice full of disbelief and grief. His breathing became rapid and heavy, as if he was bound by invisible shackles.

When he slowly retracted his fist, a small hole was left on the wall, a silent testimony of the turbulent emotions in his heart.

A person who looked like an angel descended from heaven, now hung before his eyes like a spirit with broken wings, the candle of life had been extinguished, leaving only a sad face intertwined with fear and pain. Mao Lilan, this once lively name, is now closely linked to this cold scene of death.

Qi Lin's breathing became heavy and deep. He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, trying to calm the waves in his heart. He approached with a blank expression, lightly touched the cold rope with his fingertips, and then carefully untied it. As the rope fell off, the once energetic young body, now lost its support like a dead leaf, slowly fell into his arms.

The faint temperature of her body and the softness of her skin silently told the cruel fact that she had passed away not long ago. Qi Lin lowered his head, his eyes full of regret and self-blame: "I am still late..." He whispered softly, his words full of self-blame and helplessness.

He slowly laid her flat on the ground, his movements gentle, as if he was placing a flower that was about to wither. He lowered his head and gazed at her, his heart filled with endless sorrow and regret. Then, he gently kissed her forehead, which was a farewell to her and a deep apology for the suffering she had endured.

Qi Lin stood up, his eyes flashing with determination. He clenched his fists and said in a low and firm voice: "I will avenge you." Every word seemed to burst out from the bottom of his heart, with unquestionable firmness and determination.

Qi Lin did not choose to take her body away, but let her lie there quietly, as if time had stopped for her at this moment. He walked out of the bathroom slowly, with a heavy heart in every step, and walked towards the health room.

Recalling that not long ago, she had appeared in front of him in such a vivid manner, smiling like a flower, full of energy. However, at this moment, she had turned into a cold corpse, lying there quietly, isolated from the world.

"Life is like a dream, and things are impermanent."

...

The sky outside was filled with dark clouds, and the occasional flash of strange blood-red lightning was like the emotions surging in his heart at the moment, complex and heavy. Qi Lin only glanced at this disturbing scene and continued to walk towards the health room firmly.

He knew very well that the living could not be immersed in the sorrow of the dead for long. Life must look forward, because there are still many people who need him and depend on him.

However, when he stepped into the health room, he found that Naomi Nakajima, who was supposed to be lying on the bed, had disappeared. This sudden change made Qi Lin's mind suddenly surge with countless speculations, each of which seemed to foreshadow an ominous ending.

He carefully checked every corner of the health room, but found no signs of anyone else entering or fighting. You know, Naomi Nakajima is a girl with good fighting ability. If someone really took her away by force, it is impossible not to leave some clues.

"Did he leave on his own?" Qi Lin's frown gradually relaxed as he pondered in his heart. He turned and walked out of the health room with steady and firm steps.

Although strictly speaking, he had no obligation to protect Naomi Nakajima, in this game full of unknowns and horrors, it was undoubtedly very important to have someone to communicate with and rely on. Moreover, Naomi Nakajima's disappearance also made him feel a sense of inexplicable responsibility.

After leaving the health room, Qi Lin resolutely turned in the opposite direction of the toilet. If someone asked why he chose this direction, the answer was self-evident - he had just returned from the toilet, where there was nothing but dead silence, and no one was to be found.

"Naomi Nakajima..." Qi Lin called softly, his eyes searching around and his pace slowed down.

"Huh?!" Suddenly, a familiar figure came into his sight - it was Naomi Nakajima! She was lying quietly on the ground, her life or death uncertain.

Qi Lin's heart suddenly tightened, and he ran over quickly. He squatted down and carefully felt her breath, feeling the weak but still existing breath, and the big stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.

He gently picked up Naomi Nakajima, his movements gentle, as if she was a precious piece of porcelain that needed to be carefully cared for. Then, he turned and walked quickly towards the health room.

……

"Where... am I?" Naomi Nakajima opened her eyes dazedly, and her eyes met Qi Lin who was standing beside her.

"Ah!" She suddenly screamed, sat up abruptly, hugged Qi Lin tightly, and her body trembled like a frightened deer.

Qi Lin was startled by her reaction, but he quickly came to his senses. He put his arm around her shoulders and gently stroked her back, trying to calm her panic and anxiety in this way.

"Naomi, don't be afraid. It's me, Qi Lin. You are safe now." He whispered, his tone full of tenderness.

"I'm so scared..." Naomi Nakajima's voice was tearful and her body was still shaking slightly.

"It's okay, it's okay." Qi Lin whispered softly, trying to make his voice sound softer.

As if feeling the warmth and security conveyed by Qi Lin, Naomi Nakajima's delicate body gradually stopped shaking. She snuggled tightly in Qi Lin's arms, seeking this rare peace.

"I'm sorry..." Naomi Nakajima slowly left his arms, raised her hand and gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes. Her voice was as thin as a mosquito, and her eyes were full of apology.

Qi Lin glanced down at the faint water stain on his chest, but shook his head nonchalantly. Then he looked up, his eyes became extremely serious and focused, staring closely at Naomi Nakajima who had regained her composure, and asked softly: "Naomi, why did you appear in that place? What happened?"

Chapter 78 Weird!

"I... After you left, I felt a little uneasy, so I quietly slipped out as well." At this point, her expression suddenly dimmed, and she pursed her lips, as if trying to recall that terrifying experience: "After I went out, I saw a figure. At first I thought it was you, so I followed without hesitation. After walking for a distance, I gradually saw the true face of that person. He... He was not you at all, but a tall and terrifying figure."

At this point, her breathing suddenly became rapid, and a slight swallowing sound came from her throat, as if the memory made her feel the suffocation of fear again. "He was dragging a woman in a white coat. The scene was terrible." After she finished speaking, her body shuddered involuntarily, and her arms were tightly clasped together, as if she was looking for a trace of security and warmth.

"Woman? In a white coat?" Qi Lin repeated softly, frowning. In his memory, there didn't seem to be such a female character in the original work. However, this time when he came here, there was indeed a woman he knew. Could it be her?

He raised his head suddenly, his eyes became unusually sharp, and asked seriously: "Do you remember her hair color?"

"Burgundy, it was burgundy!" Naomi Nakajima's voice trembled slightly, as if the horrible memory came to her mind again: "Although I was so scared that my legs went weak, I clearly remember that it was burgundy short hair."

When she said this, a trace of fear flashed in her eyes again, as if that terrible night had come again.

is her!

A sense of gloom suddenly surged into Qi Lin's heart, making him feel extremely heavy.

"Do you know her?" Naomi Nakajima suddenly broke the silence and asked curiously.

"Well, he is someone who is both familiar and unfamiliar." Qi Lin responded casually, but his eyes were deep and complex.

Silence fell again. After a long while, Qi Lin spoke again: "Do you remember where the monster went later?"

Naomi Nakajima showed an expression like a child who had done something wrong, and whispered: "I... I only remember the road I walked before, and then after I was knocked unconscious, I don't know anything."

Knocked unconscious... A thought flashed through Qi Lin's mind, could it be that the principal's son did it?

"If you can remember the route, you can take me... No, you should tell me the exact route in detail." Qi Lin hesitated for a moment, and finally decided not to take her with him. Although he was strong, he knew that he could not guarantee that he could protect her in the face of unknown risks.

He thought to himself that according to the original plot, she shouldn't have experienced such a crisis. If something went wrong, the consequences would be disastrous, and he couldn't let her take risks.

"But, I think..." Fear and anxiety flashed in Naomi Nakajima's eyes, and her voice trembled slightly.