Doll Survival Game - Chapter 111 - Part 8

Why else would it be a stone desert? Where are their stairs?

The magician stepped forward a few paces, and Zhang Mimi instinctively made way.

The Demon opened his mouth to say something but then held back, silently curling his lips into a smile.

The magician stepped forward a few paces, and Zhang Mimi instinctively made way.

“Puppet?”

The bandage on the magician’s face lifted: “Young master, no matter what, we can only go upwards now, right?”

Luo Yiran paused, then said, “Open the door.”

The magician opened the door, and this time it revealed a vast ocean outside, the moon reflected in the water. As the wind blew, small waves approached the door, and just as the water was about to surge in, the magician quickly closed the door.

Doll: “…”

Magician: “Let’s open it again; this view isn’t pleasant.”

Everyone: “…”

So what is this thing!

The doll seemed to understand something: “Illusion?”

The magician chuckled: “Yes.”

The doll stroked his chin: “Truly malicious.” The doors on the first level and this one were definitely set up by the same person…

Luo Yiran paused, then turned to glance at the Demon.

The Demon curled his lips into a smile at the doll, not saying anything outwardly, but inwardly pondering–could it be that they’re suspecting this genius design was his idea?

Well, it actually was his design, and the door on the first level too.

Few bosses are willing to let others mess with their instance, but the Dead Woman might be indifferent due to designing too many instances, so he came to mess around.

Yuan Mo followed the doll’s gaze back to the Demon, who was no longer doing anything special. He turned his head back and looked at Luo Yiran: “What does illusion mean? Is the door behind an illusion?”

He said this while moving closer to Zhang Mimi, distancing himself further from the Mantis Woman to avoid her forelimbs accidentally cutting him.

“Illusion is…”

The doll looked at the magician, who cooperatively opened the door again. This time, outside was a cliff, the moon hanging high in the sky, with rocks sliding down and falling into the abyss below.

And ahead, there was no path.

“False.”

Luo Yiran uttered two words, then the magician stepped forward, walking in mid-air.

The two behind were stunned.

The magician walked steadily in mid-air, with the doll’s silver thread floating beneath his feet, ready to catch him if he fell.

Zhang Mimi stood at the door and glanced out, then felt numb: “If it’s all illusions, we might as well walk on the sea just now.”

As soon as he said this, the Mantis Woman quickly crawled past him on all fours, following the magician. The doll happened to turn around, and as soon as he did, the Mantis Woman stopped.

Luo Yiran didn’t say anything; he just turned back and raised his hand to weave two paths with silver thread: “Walk within this range, and it’s best not to lean against the walls.” The walls might have issues.

“Don’t worry, the puppet can fly, and I’ll hold onto you.”

The magician paused, his voice filled with joy and emotion: “Young master.” He actually said something that sounded like he trusted him.

Luo Yiran tugged at the silver thread wrapped around the third-floor ground and walls, feeling the force, thinking that if the magician couldn’t fly, he could still drag these people.

The magician, seeing the doll’s actions: “…” So there was another way out.

Zhang Mimi sighed and then stepped onto the path.

Yuan Mo carried Li Wei, following behind Zhang Mimi, while the Demon leisurely walked at the back, observing the surroundings and marveling at his own setup–he had put so much thought into it, even amidst the tense instance, thinking of letting everyone enjoy the scenery.

Previously, when they went from the first to the second floor, and from the second to the third floor, the length of the stairs didn’t differ, so the distance to the fourth floor’s stairs shouldn’t be different either.

Luo Yiran estimated the stairs’ length in their invisible state, then when it was time to turn, the doll directly manipulated the magician to turn.

He only manipulated this one action before releasing, and the magician’s body paused slightly, then continued forward: “Young master, I know where to turn.”

The doll remained expressionless: “…Oh.”

The magician chuckled softly.

Because he fell behind a few steps, Zhang Mimi followed behind the Mantis Woman, feeling worried that she might turn back with her two big knives and chop him.

But…

Zhang Mimi turned back to glance at Yuan Mo, who was carrying Li Wei unevenly, then his gaze fell on the Demon behind him–this, is it called being caught between a rock and a hard place?

Yuan Mo looked up, not bending much, so Li Wei was almost upright on his back, her head bobbing.

It was worrying whether Li Wei would fall backward and break her waist.

But Yuan Mo remained blissfully unaware, smiling innocently: “Mimi, watch where you’re going.”

Zhang Mimi: “…” Although he didn’t care much due to the Demon’s regulator status, Yuan Mo, aren’t you acting too relaxed?

Also.

“Shouldn’t you bend a bit? Li Wei looks very unsafe.”

Yuan Mo’s smile was bright: “Don’t worry, I’ll stop her if she falls!”

“…”

Sigh. Zhang Mimi turned back silently, then suddenly saw the Mantis Woman following the doll closely, almost choking on air. He instinctively lowered his head to catch his breath, only to see the empty space below, his vision blurred, his heart tightened: what on earth is this instance doing?

And who is the lunatic that set up this “irrelevant” environment? The Dead Woman?

The Demon at the back inexplicably rubbed his itchy nose.

“I’m going to open the door,” Luo Yiran interrupted Zhang Mimi’s dizziness.

However, the group couldn’t muster too much tension, because apart from Xia Lang’s mysterious disappearance at the staircase entrance, the crisis level on the first three floors wasn’t high.

Until Luo Yiran pushed open the door, revealing the scenery of the fourth floor, and everyone froze instantly.

In the silence, Li Wei’s hand moved slightly. She finally woke up in a daze, slowly opened her eyes, and for a moment thought she hadn’t entered the tower when she saw the starry sky. But when she looked down and saw the horrifying scene through the door in mid-air, she froze as if someone had pressed the pause button, then obediently rolled her eyes again.

A movement came from her back, and then a head hit Yuan Mo’s shoulder. Yuan Mo snapped back to reality, but couldn’t suppress the nausea rising in his chest, so he dry-heaved several times.

The Demon squinted his eyes and whistled, casually saying, “Not going in?”

The doll, who was gripping the magician’s hair, slowly released his hold, exhaling softly as he looked at the scenery of the fourth floor.

The dim candlelight on the fourth floor illuminated the area almost like daylight, making the interior scenery very clear.

This floor was set up like a slaughterhouse, with a stone floor where blood flowed like tiny rivers, and black-brown wooden boards pieced together, with countless knives gleaming coldly above.

The scene above the chopping board instantly reminded Luo Yiran of when he went to the back of the market to buy pork before high school. The neighbor aunt said the pork there was freshly slaughtered.

Indeed, it was fresh.

Half a pig’s body hung beside the butcher holding a knife, pierced through the skull by an iron hook, with clear blood flowing down, the residual red after being washed.

On the chopping board, the other half of the pig was divided into several pieces, waiting for someone to buy.

The sound of knives hitting the chopping board was loud, and the pork was sold at marked prices.

It was a scene everyone was accustomed to at the time, under those circumstances.

But what if all those pigs were replaced by humans? What kind of scene would it be?

It would certainly be like the fourth floor.

Luo Yiran looked up.

Human legs, arms, torsos, and heads were dismembered and hung up, blood still dripping, and human bodies were stacked on the chopping board, waiting to be purchased.

Zhang Mimi turned his pale face away–this scene was on par with the behavior of the hunter during the live broadcast.

“Luckily Xia Lang isn’t here,” Luo Yiran commented, and the magician frowned.

“Otherwise, if he fainted, we’d have to rely on the Mantis Woman to drag him,” Zhang Mimi said, knowing he’d be the only one left to fight if he had to carry someone.

The magician’s frown relaxed.

Drag? Zhang Mimi glanced at the Mantis Woman, who was waving her sharp limbs, and his expression became serious–truly, Xia Lang, you’re lucky not to be here now.

“Doll, is there anyone inside?” Zhang Mimi asked, slightly gathering strength as he prepared for battle, looking at the bloody scene ahead.

The doll at the front didn’t easily step into the fourth floor. He moved to the magician’s hand and observed deeper from outside the door.

Not hearing a reply from the doll for a while, Zhang Mimi wanted to squeeze through, but the Mantis Woman kept waving her forelimbs, making it impossible to say “excuse me.”

“Doll?” Zhang Mimi had to call out again.

Luo Yiran snapped back to reality, his bright red eyes darkening: “There are many people inside.”

In another instance.

A man wearing a floral shirt full of flamingos was being dragged along. The person dragging him was about 1.5 meters tall, wearing a fluffy black skirt with pink patterns. She complained, “Fang Jincheng! Can you pull yourself together? Guan Cheng is dead, what can you do about it?”

“Is this the first time you’ve seen someone die?”

Fang Jincheng didn’t lift his head. Even though the game had strengthened his body, being dragged along the ground still hurt. His fingers dug into the ground: “No.”

“Since it’s not, then you…”

Before Tian Tang could finish, Fang Jincheng suddenly looked up, his eyes bloodshot: “But he’s the first person to die because of me.”

“I killed him.”

Tian Tang paused.

After saying this, Fang Jincheng stood up: “…At least, I need to survive this instance.”

Having motivation is good. Tian Tang released him, then thought for a moment and added something Wei Lianlian had once said: “There’s no time for sorrow in the instance… Instead of wasting time, think about how to survive, and then commemorate.”

After speaking, she glanced at the teammates who weren’t far away, rolled up her sleeves, squatted down, and drew two lines with a stone: “We need to collect at least three badges to clear this instance. We’ve only collected one so far. Master suggested the other two could be at the Sea Palace and the Long Corridor. Can you go to the Long Corridor?”

Because she wanted to go to the Sea Palace with Wei Lianlian.

Fang Jincheng nodded silently.

“Not going to Baige Tower? It’s the closest.” The man who arrived with a gun stood very straight, glanced at Fang Jincheng, and then patted his shoulder hard to show comfort.

Tian Tang looked up: “Brother, Baige Tower is temporarily inaccessible.”

The man was stunned and instinctively asked, “Why?”

“I don’t know.” Tian Tang stood up and messed up the two lines on the ground: “I wanted to try going in, but I couldn’t. It just said Baige Tower is temporarily inaccessible.”