I heard that I’m super fierce - Chapter 11

Translator: NovelMultiverse | Editor: NovelMultiverse

If you let Linyou speak for herself, the first step was to be thrown to the ground.

At that time, she was holding the folding knife with her mouth—no matter how small the mosquito’s legs are, it is still meat. Even if it is not very useful as a weapon, it can be used for other purposes. Therefore, before leaving room 104 where the folklorist lived, Lin You still stuffed it into her pocket.

Facts have proved that this decision is really wise.

The keychain was tied to the maid’s waist with a string. When Lin You drew her head to avoid the thorn of the long nail, she was already holding the knife in her hand and leaned down to the spot she remembered in a glance.

She hooked the string with two fingers and put the blade in the middle.

—Then with a knee blow, she pulled hard enough for her to cut the string in one motion.

She turned over the palm of her hand, and the keychain luckily fell into her positioned hand.

It must be said that there are still shortcomings…

Lin You’s eyes moved to her fingertips.

She didn’t have much experience, and she was not so skilled. The knife was too sharp, so she accidentally cut her hand.

Fortunately, the wound was not deep, and the blood could easily stop flowing by itself.

“To be honest,” Lin You said, “I’m thinking what to do if none of these keys work.”

This blood will not flow in vain.

Geng Qinghe: “…”

Geng Qinghe: “Don’t think about it. How much does it hurt?”

Lin You shrugged meaninglessly. In any case, the first one didn’t work. She switched to the next one and continued to try.

The two of them listened to the surrounding movement all the way and hid from the eyes and ears of the maid who was still crawling around. They finally reached the stairway leading to the fourth floor.

At this moment, it was two o’clock in the morning, four hours before dawn at six o’clock.

As the teammates who stayed in the hall downstairs said, a wooden door blocked their path. The door was thick and the lock was very strong, so you couldn’t get in without the key.

This one still doesn’t work. After trying four or five in a row, Lin You got used to failure. She turned the keyring and inserted a new one.

This key fits perfectly in the keyhole. Lin You’s spirits rose and she turned the key in one smooth motion.

It opened!

In the next second, the oncoming air made them take a step back.

Lin You pinched her nose. She didn’t want to go up now.

“How is this—” Geng Qinghe’s expression was also full of disgust, “How is this so unpleasant?!”

If it had to be described, it was like the stench of a tomb. Lin You never thought that she could encounter this kind of smell in her life. For the first time, she felt that the olfactory simulation of “Box” was too much.

They stood in front of the wide-open wooden door for a long time, as if letting the smell dissipate.

“……Okay.”

As it stands, they had no choice but to go in. Lin You fanned the air in front of her face and made a difficult decision, “Let’s go, maybe we will get used to it after a while.”

“Wait,” she stopped Geng Qinghe, who was about to step up the stairs directly. “I’ll go ahead of you.”

Although the lights on the floor where they were staying were dim, they were within the normal range. But this floor was completely different. The lighting was almost nothing, and a tiny bit of light came from a few small, faint light bulbs hanging from the ceiling.

After getting used to the darkness, Lin You first saw wide strips of wood nailed to the upper window on the side of the corridor facing the stairs.

The wooden steps creaked. When she reached the last step, she suddenly felt her feet slip while stepping on the floor of the fourth floor.

…!

Lin You swiftly held the wall with her hands to stabilize herself. But she also got a lot of greasy liquid on her hands, and she threw it aside with no words.

“It’s too disgusting on the wall…” she complained, then turned to the person behind, “Be careful, the ground is slippery.”

After raising her hand to look at it in the light of the bulb for a long time, Lin You still couldn’t make out what the light green slime was.

She squatted down.

With the light, the slime on the ground seemed to be the same as what was on her hands. The only difference was that there were obvious traces of crawling and dragging on the ground.

“Mucus…” Geng Qinghe was not far away and was looking around, “It’s still sticking to the wall. It seems that she is not small in size, can it be said…”

In a flash of inspiration, he said: “Giant slime?!”

Lin You: “…”

The ghost is a fucking giant slime.

Which cult worships slimes? This is not a horror game, is it Dragon Quest?

“Whether it is a slime or not,” Lin You stood up, “Such a big body must be a monster. It’s most likely the product of that so-called ritual.”

Thinking about it, this is the most likely development—the Langtons held a cult ceremony for a certain purpose. Then the ceremony failed. The boss’s wife found that the summoned thing was a monster and went crazy and tried to burn them all.

But here comes the problem. From the time they came to this hotel, they met the proprietress, the maid, and the burnt-out folklorist. What about Langton himself who had planned everything?

It stands to reason that he should be the one she hates the most since he killed the proprietress himself.

“Don’t mention anything else.”

Geng Qinghe said quietly, “Is there water here?”

Lin You also looked at what was left of her hand in disgust.

This has to be washed.

The corridor was terribly dark. Fortunately, not far from the stairs was the laundry room. Obviously, the faucet here had not been used for a long time, and the water that flowed out was red with rust when turned on.

After waiting for half a minute, the tap water finally turned clear. She washed away the mucus from the palm of her hand, and when she stood up, she saw Geng Qinghe carrying a plastic bucket next to the washing machine and leaning on it.

Lin You: “…What are you doing?”

“Boss, you see that there is so much slime,” he said solemnly, “what will we do if it gets corrosive later. It’s okay, I won’t spill it in my backpack.”

……As long as you’re happy.

Lin You thought that this person couldn’t help boasting. While he was receiving the water, she rummaged around to see if she could pick up something useful.

She found a small flashlight from the cabinet above her head.

She tried to twist it and immediately saw that this was far from the one she had taken from the dorm mother at the last level.

It was very dim. At first glance, it was almost dead, but it was better than nothing. Lin You turned around and asked, “Are you done?”

“I’m done.” Geng Qinghe immediately responded, picking up the bucket with both hands.

The backpack setting is still a bit of a black hole. As long as something is smaller than the player, it can be put inside it. Of course, props cannot be accumulated, and one person can only carry ten.

Watching the bucket disappear after he opened the pocket, Lin You turned around and shined the flashlight into the corridor.

“Quick, I don’t know how long this will take,” she said, “Hurry up.”

“Look here, is this blood?”

Geng Qinghe was startled when he heard the words and hurried over to squat down.

Although she had almost adapted to the smell, she didn’t know if it was a psychological effect that the smell of the mucus was stronger when you got closer to it.

It was not obvious at first, but with the lighting of the flashlight, there was a thin trace of something in the mucus on the floor.

Red and dark, dripping out like blood.

“…It’s hard to tell.” He struggled.

“From the top of the stairs to there,” Lin You lifted her chin, “Go and look.”

The two of them were careful to avoid the mucus on the walls and the ground. Fortunately, they always found a place to stand. As he walked, Geng Qinghe felt more and more wrong—it was getting significantly thicker.

“Ahead of us,” he asked in a low voice, “it there a boss fight?”

“It’s possible.”

…Is it too late to run now?!

Geng Qinghe wondered if he was confused when they went upstairs together. After hesitating for a while, he bit the bullet and followed.

Lin You ignored his little entanglement. The power of the small flashlight was exhausted, and she had no time to see the bloodstain and stopped in front of a door.

She held her breath and turned her head to signal that the person behind her was also silent—Geng Qinghe shook his head like a rattle.

Lin You carefully pushed the door open.

It was a small banquet hall inside.

The tables and chairs were all piled up in a mess, and a figure stood in the center of the empty banquet hall.

The lights inside were dim, but a few lights together are better than the corridor. She saw the intricate patterns painted on the ground by the feet of the person—like a magic circle—and the person’s hand was stained with the same scarlet color.

When she realized what it was, Lin You’s pupils shrank.

It was blood.

“Why don’t you come in,” The man’s voice sounded, and he turned around, but his eyes were horribly bright, “guests from afar.”

He seemed to have discovered them a long time ago.

Lin You no longer hid the truth and pushed open the door.

“Are you Langton?” she asked.

Before the blood on the skinny man’s hands was dry, he gave a sharp smile and acquiesced to her question, “—It seems that you have done a lot of investigation.”

Lin You glanced at his feet again.

She saw it correctly, there was no shadow.

“Have you seen that woman?” Langton appeared to be in a good mood and didn’t care about her gaze.

Geng Qinghe: “…”

Lin You: “…We’ve seen her.”

It just that they saw her through the door panel and rushed her into the bathtub drain.

“We used to have a child,” Langton recalled, “Unfortunately, she was stillborn. She wanted to resurrect the stillborn baby, so after Eugene arrived, we were excited when we saw the book he brought.”

“Sacrifice—what a wonderful word. Just offering sacrifices to the gods can make our child come alive.” A cruel look crossed his eyes, “Then we held that ceremony.”

“In her eyes, the ceremony was a failure, because it was such a ‘monster’ that awakened in our child.”

Following Langton’s sight, Lin You finally saw what was leaking from the other door.

The slimy black tentacles were there, and huge mouths grew on the sides of the tentacles, with green mucus dripping from them.

…So she touched this?

Langton was like a true fanatic, chattering endlessly about his beliefs.

“But I’m different,” he said, intoxicated. “When I saw it, I realized how superficial my purpose was before—the Supreme Mother doesn’t need such a belief.”

“The woman came back, but I sacrificed myself to the Mother God before she started.”

Lin You: “…”

It’s okay to sacrifice yourself.

Geng Qinghe sounded dumbfounded, “…Why can he make sacrifices to anyone? He wouldn’t say that he would sacrifice us?”

Langton’s sudden glance made him shut his mouth in shock.

“I woke up, and I’m still standing here,” Langton said. “Although I am not really alive, this is the recognition of the Mother God. Yes, I will let you die to understand—this time I will just treat you as a living sacrifice, and it is still there. When the first ray of sunlight in the morning comes in, and when it wakes up to perform the ceremony, I will definitely be able to achieve communication with the Mother God.”

In his head, Geng Qinghe slapped himself for making an inauspicious remark.

“‘626’,” Lin You murmured this from his words, “‘626’ originally meant this.”

It’s not just her preconceived twelve hours of haunting from 6 o’clock in the evening because of the web game, but also the countdown of survival until Langton’s ceremony at 6 o’clock in the morning!

In other words, it truly is GAME OVER you stand guard in the lobby.

“Before you, I let Amanda collect so much blood, but it’s still not so bad,” he said.

“Until one of you fills this gap, then I will finally complete this summoning spell.”

Amanda refers to that maid?

Lin You quickly grasped the point of his words.

So, part of the blood here is from Wang Yan’s boyfriend?

“Did you just do it?” She rolled her eyes and asked in confirmation.

Langton was still proud, and he nodded.

“…” Lin You shook Geng Qinghe with her elbow, “Give me the things.”

The short-term cooperation also cultivated a little tacit understanding, and the latter suddenly understood. As his hand sank down, Lin You grabbed the wall of the bucket, and in spite of their dealings, splashed it on the place that was still bright.

The water splashed everywhere, the blood that hadn’t dried completely was washed away by the water. The tap water was still spreading, and even the traces of age were soaked.

The smile froze on Langton’s face.

“Okay,” the culprit put the bucket aside for a while and clapped her hands, “Now what else do you want to say? Go ahead.”