Chapter 10 - 8 The Rich Young Man

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Chapter 10: Chapter 8 The Rich Young ManWen Xishu didn't immediately look outside the door. He first looked at the eerie walls and the two sinister chairs. Finally, he turned his gaze towards the foul-smelling refrigerator. The old refrigerator in the corner of the room, it didn't seem like a mere decoration. This was once Jack's savings cabinet; now it likely contained someone's corpse. Sёarch* The NôᴠelFirё.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Wen Xishu guessed that watching the film could help evade Jack's pursuit outside, but watching itself also carried great risks. If the score is below sixty... one might end up stuffed into the refrigerator, sharing a space with Anderson. He was almost certain that the corpse inside the refrigerator was Anderson's. He admired Jack's approach but he didn't want to end up in the refrigerator. Fortunately, the current score was high, and the path to escape had appeared. This meant, after evading the opening kills, patrols, maze-like corridors, and past performances... there should only be one final challenge left to pass. "Let's go, let's see what's next." Wen Xishu didn't immediately use the invitation but decided to continue with the Deceit Tower task. The freak Jack seemed to have gone to other floors. After leaving Jack's room, they heard Jack's laughter again, slightly farther away, but something more terrifying than the laughter also appeared. On the walls on either side of the stairs, countless black threads appeared. They seemed alive, like moldy noodles, grey-black bodies constantly squirming. Millions of insects wriggled, gradually forming into a sentence on the walls. Dense, overwhelming, almost everywhere in sight, was the sentence— "Jennifer! Where are you!" This scene made Wen Xishu feel a tingling sensation on his scalp, as if he had fallen into a black web, or been surrounded by countless strands of hair. From the moment he called Remian, Wen Xishu noticed one thing: "Jack's ability seems to materialize certain thoughts from his mind." "The phone sounds in his mind can be broadcast in all directions; his thoughts can drive these creepy insects to form words..." Until now, this ability didn't seem to have an offensive quality. Maybe because deep down, Jack didn't want to kill Jennifer. But Wen Xishu increasingly felt that Jack's patience was wearing thin. He trusted his judgment. The reason could be—only the equally twisted can score high, like 97. Wen Xishu actually thought about it: if one day this world forces him into becoming a monster, then he would definitely kill, kill, kill, kill... No nonsense about not hurting the old or the young, no pretty or kind-hearted people spared, nothing like that. The greatest respect for revenge is rather to kill by mistake than to let go. So if Jack killed Jennifer, Wen Xishu wouldn't be surprised. The multitude of insects on the walls increased, the dense "Jennifer, where are you?" reached a level that would make a person with fear of clusters vomit and faint. Wen Xishu picked up Jennifer, typing as he went downstairs. "From now on, no matter what you hear or see, don't mind it, I'm here, don't be afraid." [Deceit Jennifer's affection increased.] Jennifer's body was cold and somewhat stiff, but she still nodded, biting her lip tightly. Wen Xishu's descent down the stairs was incredibly fast. As a former dangerous sports enthusiast and parkour expert, even with his new body after crossing over, he could rely on memory to perform many professional moves. He was almost continually jumping down the stairs, his speed astonishing. The spread of the insects couldn't keep up with Wen Xishu's descent speed. Jack's voice also grew fainter and weaker. The building wasn't tall, Wen Xishu quickly noticed a problem. "Something's wrong, logically, such old buildings shouldn't be too high... but I've gone down over ten floors and still haven't reached the first level." The endless stairs seemed to lead to Hell. The temperature kept dropping, Jennifer's breath turned into white mist. On the handrails of the stairs, there was a thin layer of icy frost. Jack's voice indeed grew smaller, indicating they were getting farther from him, but the end of the stairs remained unseen. "Jennifer... don't leave me, are you going to Yulia?" "You will choose me, right? Or are you going to be a child who listens to your mom? You have a mom, are you showing off to me?" Jack's latter half of the sentence turned noticeably cruel. Although the voice grew more distant, Wen Xishu still caught the key information. "Sure enough, there's one more challenge." Originally somewhat unsure, Wen Xishu's steps became firm. Shortly after Jack's words fell silent, a warm breeze passed behind Jennifer. Soft, warm, in stark contrast to the cold, it felt as if there was a paradise behind. Wen Xishu immediately became alert. "Jennifer... Jennifer... my poor daughter, come quickly to mom!" The woman's voice seemed capable of dissipating this eerie cold. In front of Jennifer, was the endless staircase, with layers and unknown depth to descend, along with the bone-chilling cold. But behind Jennifer, this narrow and oppressive stairway seemed to widen; it felt as if a bright, warm path had opened up. Wen Xishu instantly recalled the "performance" he saw not long ago. He realized that Jack indeed resembled himself a lot, vindictive and vengeful, a standard eye-for-an-eye approach. When Jack pleaded for Jennifer to watch his performance, Yulia's single phrase "Jennifer, don't look back" completely crushed Jack.

Chapter 10 - 8 The Rich Young Man

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