Frightening Joke: Above the Mist
Chapter 127: Potion

Chapter 127: Chapter 127: Potion

Du Shangjing’s heart was pounding.

He hid at the corner of the stairs. Just now, he heard that sticky sound again—the sound of bare feet stepping on blood.

Du Shangjing pressed against the wall, cautiously moving his feet downward.

The footsteps on the second floor were also gradually fading away; it seemed to be going to the third floor.

Suddenly!

Something seemed to bump into Du Shangjing from behind. He quickly turned to look, only to find a portrait.

An inverted portrait.

"Hmm?"

Du Shangjing suddenly felt something strange.

This portrait... why is it cracking?

Was it like this before?

The face in the portrait had a large crack, depicting a stranger. Du Shangjing didn’t know him at all, maybe some famous doctor?

However, even though he didn’t recognize the person in the portrait, the crack on it now looked like an ugly scar, crossing over his head, making Du Shangjing very uncomfortable.

Du Shangjing quickly averted his gaze.

He was desperately thinking of a strategy.

In this space now, there should be only one living person, him, and a... fierce ghost searching for him.

Du Shangjing couldn’t confirm the situation of his other companions. Maybe everyone was fine, and only he was eerily trapped in this strange space. It was a disaster, but... perhaps also an opportunity.

An opportunity to... uncover the fierce ghost’s true appearance.

Du Shangjing made up his mind, taking advantage of the footsteps heading to the third floor, returning to the second floor once again.

He wanted to play a deadly game of hide and seek with the fierce ghost.

...

"Bai Yanliang."

Xu Zhifei suddenly called out.

"What’s wrong?" Bai Yanliang stopped and looked at her.

"This time, the time limit is seven days?" Xu Zhifei’s question was very strange.

"Yes! I remember it very clearly. The decryption is a ’who’ word, requiring us to survive for seven days," answered Su Jieyi.

"What are you trying to say?" Bai Yanliang looked at Xu Zhifei, feeling like she had another meaning.

"Seven days overlapping, could one of our days already contain seven days?"

Xu Zhifei voiced her suspicion.

Bai Yanliang was taken aback by this, then his eyes lit up slightly.

Yes!

The mission this time had been peculiarly abnormal from the start.

Bai Yanliang was isolated alone, Su Jiexian and Zhong Yi were almost instantly killed by the fierce ghost without much action, the difficulty... was unbelievably terrifying.

This was just the first day!

Although Bai Yanliang didn’t feel much, everyone including Xu Zhifei was constrained by a terrifying pressure, truly... could they survive here for seven days?

Except for Bai Yanliang, everyone had thought about this at some point.

This wasn’t self-pity, but rather the difficulty and horror this time were genuinely too frightening.

Even someone like Du Shangjing didn’t have a shred of confidence in his heart.

"You’re right," Bai Yanliang said seriously, looking at her. "The time in this place intertwines over seven days, although the task requires surviving for seven days, a day here is seven days, as long as we make it through today, it should be over."

Bai Yanliang’s confirmation didn’t bring any expression of delight on Xu Zhifei, but it made Su Jieyi overjoyed.

The survival time limit set by Fog Gathering was essentially an invisible shackle, pressing so hard that one couldn’t breathe.

When Su Jieyi realized they only had to stay here for a day, her mood lightened significantly.

She quickly looked at the time on her phone, although she couldn’t know the correct time and date, she could see how many hours had passed.

"We slept for seven hours, another ten hours passed, there are still... seven hours left! The day will be over!"

Su Jieyi’s joy didn’t spread to Bai Yanliang and Xu Zhifei, because they both understood that if the survival limit was only one day, it might... not be a good thing.

Only seven hours left, in these seven hours, something extraordinarily terrifying might happen.

Hopefully... someone will still be alive.

Bai Yanliang shook off the slightly chaotic thoughts and continued walking towards the end of the corridor.

...

Upon waking up, Bai Yanliang was already lying in a third-floor ward, with a drip bottle attached for infusion.

The nurse who previously administered eye drops for him returned.

She held a rubber dropper, leaning down to apply the medication again.

"I’ll do it myself."

Bai Yanliang, now awake, looked at her and made his request.

This nurse had returned to her normal appearance, her features not particularly outstanding, with high cheekbones often giving an impression of harshness.

In fact, she might really be a rather harsh person.

The nurse handed the rubber dropper to Bai Yanliang, giving him a glance: "Three drops in one eye, don’t use too much."

Bai Yanliang nodded, then turned his head and shielded his eye with his left hand before squeezing the liquid from the rubber dropper.

He executed a sleight of hand, yet it had no effect.

Because the nurse had no intention of monitoring him, she didn’t seem to care whether Bai Yanliang seriously used the medication or not.

"What is this eye drop for?"

"Don’t ask here and there, focus on getting better." She coldly rejected Bai Yanliang’s inquiry.

"Ask the director if you must."

"Aren’t I entitled to know about my condition?"

"You are, but I don’t have the right to tell you, understand?"

As she spoke, she looked down at Bai Yanliang, who was laying on the sickbed.

Then, she roughly removed the IV from Bai Yanliang’s hand and started collecting her things.

Bai Yanliang silently watched her. He didn’t ask further questions, but his pupils gradually contracted.

This nurse may not have thought at all that Bai Yanliang would not take the eye drops.

Because of this choice, the world in Bai Yanliang’s eyes... changed.

The nurse still looked harsh and critical, but under Bai Yanliang’s gaze at this moment, a small crack appeared on her forehead, then... like a corroded sculpture, the crack rapidly expanded, and its speed increased!

Her actions were normal, but... countless eerie black tendrils grew from the cracks on her face.

They swiftly spread, in the blink of an eye covering her face entirely.

Her skin was eroded and decayed, yet she seemed completely unaware.

Until... her entire face was utterly shattered, no longer retaining human form.

Next, cracks began to appear on her skull, and countless black tendrils emerged from within.

Her body was undergoing rapid mutation.

In just a moment, she transformed into an utter monstrosity.

She was like a disgusting mass of flesh covered in tendrils, or a fierce ghost crawling from Hell.

Yet... her behavior remained normal.

As if feeling Bai Yanliang’s gaze, the nurse twisted her head and shouted in a rather displeased tone:

"What are you looking at? Want to complain about me?"