Chapter 477

Chapter 477: Cursed Hospital (15)

“But... you can’t open that door yourself...” Feng Bujue said, “it has to be opened by Leicester.”

“Who are you...” The director said darkly, “I’ve met traveller from another world before, but... you are not a normal character.”

“Hmph... even a normal person will be able to see through your ploy.” Feng Bujue smiled. “Perhaps it was because of my overthinking that I’ve missed some details...” He pointed at his nose. “I should have noticed the ‘smell’ on you much earlier.”Gét latest novel chapters on nov(e)lbj/n(.)c/om

“What you talking about?” The director asked.

“You still don’t get it?” Feng Bujue asked. “Hah... then again, I’m not surprised... like how many does not know they have a smelly breath, you do not realize there is a dirty copper smell that radiates from you.” He paused before continuing. “Actually... when I came out from the elevator, I’ve already sniffed it in the air but due to the heavy scent of the disinfectant around the hospital, it covered up the copper smell from your body nicely.”

At this point, Feng Bujue moved forward towards the office table. “For now, it seems that the influence you can have on the first and second floors is very limited because there are many things that you are afraid of these... like that little girl in ‘Room 125’.” He paused, wagged his finger before pointing it at the man’s face. “Therefore... you chose to hide here and used misdirection to lead me to fall into your trap.” He paused as if trying to remember some details. “But... the chance for you to mimic the system announcement... does not present themselves that often.” Five seconds later, Brother Jue was done with his memorization and started his analysis. “First, you cannot temper with the hint about the quests, after all you cannot correct the content of my quest tab; second, the system will provide announcements like, ‘can’t be opened’ or ‘seems to be locked’ so you have no place to chime in. Therefore... you could only input your misdirection at situation when ‘there is no actual change to the quest’ or ‘there is not supposed to be any system announcement’.”

“But... this is a cursed land, it’s not that easy to leave.” Feng Bujue’s expression shifted. “All earth-bound spirits have an instinct which is to drag all living creatures down with them as company....”

“Yes... you are not wrong...” The director admitted. “Currently Leicester’s body is freezing out in the snow and his soul is trapped in this ‘gap’.” He looked at Brother Jue strangely. “The closer your consciousness is to the ‘living’ world, the sharper the pain will be; and the closer Leicester is to death, the greater the influence the ghosts will have on you.” He paused before saying, “Sooner or later... without me having to do anything, you will be torn into pieces by the spirits here, unless...”

“Ha! Unless I walk through that door?” Feng Bujue interrupted with a laugh. “Mr. Director, I will tell you now, your plan of trading souls into a living body will never world.” He scoffed. “I know what you’re planning. You wish for Leicester to open your ‘door to life’ and then use his body to return to the living world, right... Hmph... Indeed, it is a great plan, one that kills two birds with one stone. You would have escaped from death and Leicester would take your fall into death. After you gain his body, you will have regained another chance at life.”

The director’s coppery face was turning green and purple. He was at his wit’s end. He might explode at any moment. But Feng Bujue... was the kind who would kick someone when he’s done. He would never show mercy to those that he hated. “You are truly a person rotten to your core. Right after death, you turn straight into a spectre, and became much stronger than others who died in the avalanche...

“take the count and Victor as example... they are like most of the spirits that just died. They have not realized they’re dead, even though their spirits are much stronger than normal spirits but that is all.

“But you’re different... once you died, you gained a power close to a set of unique data. Based on my observation... give you enough time, you might reach the height of Mr. Krueger one day.”

By then Feng Bujue was standing before the office table. He looked challengingly into the man’s eyes. “Keeping you around will only cause me trouble in the future...”