Gamers Are Fierce
Chapter 70 Footsteps

Chapter 70: Chapter 70 Footsteps

"Play with me!" the little girl holding the ball called out.

Play with a ball? Seriously? Annoying brats are the worst.

Li Ang’s expression darkened. Without a word, he took a steel rod as thick as the mouth of a bowl from his backpack slot and planted it on the ground with clear ill intent.

"Wait, don’t act rashly," Chai Cuiqiao suddenly whispered from within him. "Her state... is very strange."

Hmm? Li Ang gripped the steel rod tightly and scrutinized the little girl with a furrowed brow. She’s not a normal resentful Spirit... is she?

Li Ang hesitated. He picked up the ball with one hand and threw it a little farther away.

The little girl Ghost remained still, but her figure drifted backward. She leisurely picked up the ball and floated back to toss it to Li Ang.

Li Ang’s eyes lit up. He threw the ball forcefully more than twenty meters away, watching the little girl flit over to fetch it and then fly back, hugging it.

Back and forth, Li Ang threw the ball farther and farther. Finally, he gathered Ripple Energy in his feet and, with a kick of miraculous power, sent the ball flying to the other end of the mall.

Go fetch it.

The little girl Ghost kept traveling back and forth between the two spots. She grew so tired she was panting heavily, even her ponytail drooping listlessly. She had to squat down for a rest, too exhausted to bother Li Ang any longer.

Chai Cuiqiao watched the whole scene with a touch of sympathy. What a poor Ghost child, worn out like a dog.

Turns out it really worked.

Li Ang’s eyes grew brighter. He put away the steel rod and took out a Talisman to trace onto the floor of the fourth floor. Then he texted on his mobile phone, "I’ve finished tracing the Talisman on the fourth floor, and now I’m keeping a little girl Ghost busy. There’s no danger for the time being. The Monsters here seem to have significant limitations, not just being restricted to following sound and light. I think as long as we don’t break their ’rules,’ we’re unlikely to be attacked."

Ao Yong replied, "? Is this idea reliable?"

Li Ang texted, "Not too sure. Further verification is needed. However, the next time you encounter a Ghost, whether you run or attack, try to carefully observe it while ensuring your own safety. See if you can discover its patterns of movement."

Plague Doctor responded, "I understand. Next time I see a Ghost, I’ll note down its characteristics. Ao Yong and I have split up. He’s gone to the third floor, and I’m heading to the second."

Liu Wu Dai replied, "Received. I’ve shaken off a Ghost and am now in the Ralph Lauren flagship store, C15, on the fourth floor of Building C."

Li Ang replied, "All right. I’m going to check out Kun Ting at A1 in Building A. If you plan to come over, let me know in advance."

He was currently on the fourth floor of Building A, separated from Liu Wu Dai by just a corridor. They needed to report their positions in advance to prevent players from approaching each other and drawing Ghostly pursuit.

The Kun Ting store at A1 in Building A didn’t occupy a large area. Wooden cabinets lined the walls, their display windows showcasing various ceramic items and silverware. In the center of the store, a long table displayed a dazzling array of jewelry.

Kun Ting, hailing from France, is an Apex luxury brand. It primarily produces silverware, dinnerware, ceramic items, crystal ornaments, and various types of jewelry, favored by royalty, nobility, and celebrated personalities worldwide. Spoons for two thousand, forks for five thousand, and dinner knives for seven or eight thousand might seem like pointless, extravagant wastes of money to an ordinary person. To the wealthy, however, they are as common as bottled water from a vending machine, casually purchased without a second thought.

The joys of the rich are truly beyond imagination...

Li Ang browsed the price tags on various pieces of jewelry with envy. After prying open a cabinet door with his gloved hands, he briefly searched but didn’t find the Talisman. Just as he was about to leave, he noticed the chandelier hanging from the ceiling sway a few times.

He looked up and saw something hidden atop the crystal chandelier. It looked like... a Kun Ting brand brochure?

Hmm... such an obvious anomaly. It’s blatantly tempting players to climb up and search...

Li Ang silently criticized in his heart but still carefully pulled the table over. He climbed up and, through his gloves, removed the brochure from the crystal chandelier.

The promotional brochure, white with black ink, was about the size of A4 paper and felt incredibly smooth to the touch. The whole booklet wasn’t very thick. As Li Ang fiddled with the booklet, he heard a distinct sound from one of the pages, as if a yellow paper Talisman were hidden inside.

Hidden in a book again. Are they trying to tell us that books hold golden houses and jade-like beauties?

He made a habitual quip and, holding the spine, shook the brochure, trying to dislodge the yellow paper Talisman. However, the pages of the brochure seemed glued together, immovable no matter how much he shook it.

Hmm... Li Ang rubbed his chin, pulled a dagger from a slit in his boot, and stabbed its tip at the seam of the pages, but couldn’t pierce it. He stabbed and sliced at the brochure with the dagger, but the seemingly indestructible booklet remained stubbornly intact.

Can I only flip through it, then?

Li Ang muttered, "This kind of setup, where you absolutely have to Trigger a flag, is really terrible."

He took a deep breath and opened the cover of the brochure. This time, there was no resistance, as if he were flipping a normal book.

Skimming through, the first few pages of the brochure showed standard content: company profiles written in English, striking models adorned with jewelry, and kitchenware displayed in wooden boxes, among other things.

Flipping further, the content changed abruptly. The pages were pitch-black, upon which the faint outline of two legs in ordinary trousers could be seen, standing on an escalator.

Li Ang sucked in a sharp breath. He felt a headache coming on, and a strong premonition emerged: Flip any further, and I’ll definitely Trigger a terrible flag.

Although the image on the paper is completely still and shows no sign of the escalator moving, the enveloping darkness implies that it’s nighttime—or even quite possibly right now.

He walked out the door with the brochure in hand and into the more spacious corridor. After confirming that the little girl Ghost was still squatting in the distance, resting, he slowly turned the next page.

The image on the next page hadn’t changed much. It still showed the two legs in trousers, but one leg was now lifted, stepping onto the escalator.

Are they climbing a stationary escalator?

Flipping further, the two legs climbed the escalator, one step at a time, until they stepped onto the beige limestone floor. The scene in the image brightened slightly. Through the depicted moonlight, he could glimpse that the brochure showed precisely where he was: the fourth floor of Building A.

It depicted the corridor to his left, but Li Ang didn’t dare to look that way. He had a premonition that if he turned his head, he would undoubtedly Trigger an instant-death flag.

Within the brochure, the legs had reached the fourth floor. If I flip further, those very legs might walk toward me.

He stood frozen. If he hesitated any longer, the System might conclude he was stalling and send the Ghost to pursue him directly.

What should I do? Throw away the brochure? Or keep flipping? There’s a Talisman hidden inside...

Li Ang let out a slow breath and finally made up his mind.

He flipped the page backward, just one.

Almost the instant he flipped the page backward, clear footsteps echoed from the corridor to his left. As he continued to flip the pages backward, the image on the page showed the two legs in trousers descending the escalator in reverse. The footsteps faded into the distance.

It’s really working!

Li Ang flipped the brochure back to the first page. Then, with the speed of a bank teller, he rapidly flipped through those few pages again and again.

From the escalator downstairs to his left, the sound of rapid, tap-dance-like footsteps could be heard. After a few minutes of this, the footsteps finally halted. Disregarding Li Ang’s continuous page-flipping, their owner huffily ran down the stairs.

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