Chapter 6: Mission Accomplished, Ingredients Exploded
Chapter 6: Mission Accomplished, Ingredients Exploded
Under a vague sense of humiliation, Ji Yan opened the bag to find some common rations inside.
Bread, compressed biscuits, unidentified jerky…
Though coarse, in the Eerie World, such human food was already considered a luxury.
With this amount, Ji Yan wouldn’t have to worry about food for at least a week.
"Speak. What do you want to borrow?"
"The Blood Pipa."
Hearing this, the Charming Specter immediately understood. "Ah, you’re that dead drunkard’s kid from Room 404."
"Mn. My father’s legs are in terrible pain. He sent me here to beg for medicine."
"Who told you it was medicine?"
"That alcohol-obsessed bastard is always eyeing my stash. Never thought he’d resort to such a bitter ruse."
The Charming Specter sneered, her disdain for the Nightmare Devourer Supernatural Entity palpable.
Ji Yan frowned, puzzled. "Why didn’t he just say it outright?"
The Mission was mandatory. Whether the Blood Pipa was wine or medicine, Players had to complete it. Why bother with these unnecessary schemes?
The Charming Specter propped her chin on her hand, smiling faintly. "To prevent you from getting other ideas."
"He never expected you to return alive. Because from the start, you were just a bargaining chip."
"I made a deal with him—send me a child, and I’d reward him with half a bottle of Blood Pipa."
In other words, this was a one-way supply chain.
Whenever Room 404 spawned a new Player, the Nightmare Devourer Supernatural Entity would use the Mission to lure them to Room 101, turning them into the Charming Specter’s nourishment.
Mutually beneficial.
And without breaking the apartment’s rules.
Ji Yan’s expression darkened.
So this was the real trap all along…
The Charming Specter tossed over a bottle the size of a soy sauce container. Ji Yan caught it hastily. "By the deal, it should only be half a bottle."
"But I’m in a good mood today. Take the full bottle back to settle your task."
Ji Yan stared at the liquid inside—dark red, thick, and unsettlingly viscous.
He couldn’t help but wonder: What kind of wine was this, to make the Nightmare Devourer Supernatural Entity so desperate for it?
"Curious? You could sneak a taste. But don’t blame me for what happens afterward."
"And you’d never guess what I used to brew this wine~"
Hearing the Charming Specter’s teasing tone, Ji Yan shuddered involuntarily.
He didn’t dare—nor care—to imagine.
He just wanted to complete the Mission honestly.
If the Nightmare Devourer Supernatural Entity drank itself to death, even better!
"Can I leave now?" Ji Yan asked, fearing the Female Supernatural Entity might grow too attached and force him to stay as her permanent "supply."
The Charming Specter did consider it.
But Missions were mandatory. As an NPC, even Supernatural Entities couldn’t interfere without facing Punishment.
"Go on."
"Though I am curious… how did you figure out my… preferences?"
Ji Yan coughed twice, forcing out a lie. "Some things don’t need to be said."
"Sometimes, a single glance is enough."
The Charming Specter’s smile bloomed, radiant and alluring. "You seem so innocent, yet you play even more twisted than I do?"
"……"
To survive, Ji Yan didn’t care whether he had to act like a pure-hearted boy or a sadistic freak. It was all just a performance.
As the door behind him creaked open, the Charming Specter’s parting words followed him out, laden with implication:
"See you next time, little brother."
Ji Yan didn't respond, thinking to himself that only fools would meet again.
He turned and exited the revolting room.
Seeing Ji Yan flee as if escaping, the Charming Specter leisurely stubbed out her cigarette and lifted her pale, slender leg.
"With that drunken bastard of a father you've got, you can't run away."
"I've got my sights set on you!"
The Charming Specter licked her lips lingeringly, gently touching the healed wound on her cheek, her eyes hazy as she slowly savored the memory...
...
The door opened, and Cheng Fang, who had been planning to clean up whatever remained of Ji Yan, came bustling over with a cart.
However, upon seeing Ji Yan step out, he was utterly dumbfounded.
"Holy shit! Are you human or a supernatural entity?!"
Ji Yan countered, "Do I look like a supernatural entity to you?"
Staring at Ji Yan's bloodstained clothes, Cheng Fang stood frozen, his brain short-circuiting.
"Don't tell me... you killed that Female Supernatural Entity?"
"No, that can't be. Impossible. You must've found some loophole."
He knew exactly how terrifying the Charming Specter was. If she could be killed, so many players wouldn't have suffered at her hands.
Ji Yan said, "I told you before going in—just satisfy that supernatural entity, and you're good."
As if to prove Ji Yan's words, the Charming Specter's voice came from inside the room:
"Xiao Cheng, clean up the room."
"I'm going to sleep."
Cheng Fang hurriedly acknowledged, and now his gaze toward Ji Yan had completely changed.
Every time the Charming Specter's desires subsided, she would fall into a deep sleep, often for days. This was also the most peaceful time for Cheng Fang.
"If there's nothing else, I'll be going now," Ji Yan said, holding the Blood Pipa as he turned to leave.
But Cheng Fang grabbed him, eyes full of admiration. "Bro, don't rush off! Can you tell me what hidden strategy you actually discovered?"
"Here's the deal—I'll trade you three days' worth of rations!"
"Five days! Sit down and let's talk this through!"
As a player permanently stationed in Room 101, Cheng Fang lived in constant fear of the Charming Specter.
If he could find a way to subdue her, it would be a permanent solution!
Ji Yan naturally had no intention of sharing his hard-earned method.
Everything loses its novelty eventually. He might have to deal with the Charming Specter again, and if he told Cheng Fang, the guy would overuse it. The Charming Specter's newfound "interest" would quickly wear off, rendering the method useless next time.
That would be cutting off his own escape route.
"No strategy. Pure skill."
"I told you—good weapons mean nothing if you don't bring enough firepower. A 32-centimeter gun is just for show otherwise."
With that, Ji Yan turned and walked away, leaving Cheng Fang with a bewildered expression, unsure whether to believe him or not...
Exiting Room 101, the mission was finally complete.
Ji Yan let out a long sigh of relief—the first life-or-death game task had been tortuously accomplished.
Without lingering, he immediately headed upstairs.
Soon, he returned to Room 404.
Liu Yitong and Dong Chu hadn't come back yet, so Ji Yan went straight into the Nightmare Devourer Supernatural Entity's room.
"Damn brat, you haven't even left yet?"
The moment the Nightmare Devourer Supernatural Entity saw Ji Yan, its face twisted into a sinister glare.
Instinctively, it assumed Ji Yan hadn't set out.
Based on its secret deal with the Charming Specter, if Ji Yan had gone to Room 101, there was no way he'd return alive.
The only thing that should have come back was the Blood Pipa, delivered by Cheng Fang under the Charming Specter's orders.
"Father, I've already retrieved the medicine," Ji Yan said.
Ji Yan removed the Blood Pipa from his waist and placed it on the table.
"What did you say?" The Nightmare Devourer Supernatural Entity froze for a moment, staring at the bottle of dark crimson liquid.
With just one glance, it was certain—this was the Charming Specter’s Blood Pipa.
It stared at Ji Yan’s completely unharmed body in disbelief, countless speculations flooding its mind.
How did this brat come back alive?
"How did you get it?"
"That sister was very kind. I told her my father’s legs were rotting badly, and he couldn’t sleep at night. She was so moved that she gave it to me."
Listening to Ji Yan’s shameless, smooth-faced lie, the Nightmare Devourer Supernatural Entity’s expression darkened instantly.
That woman—moved?
This bullshit, it wouldn’t believe even in death!
But after seeing the Blood Pipa, the Nightmare Devourer’s mind was completely consumed by it, leaving no room to question how Ji Yan, a mere bargaining chip, had survived.
Twisting open the wooden stopper, it greedily gulped the liquid down…
Soon, Ji Yan caught a whiff of an unbearably foul stench.
The smell was nauseatingly pungent!
It resembled wine, yet wasn’t wine—how could it be so enticing to the Nightmare Devourer?
"Get out! Don’t stand there ruining my mood!"
The Nightmare Devourer’s eyes grew hazy, brimming with intoxication, as it spat out the impatient order at Ji Yan.
Even though Ji Yan had delivered a full bottle of the Blood Pipa, it still showed him no kindness.
In its eyes, these Players existed solely to serve it—more like slaves than children. If they displeased it, it could just kill them and replace them with a new batch.
Ji Yan said nothing, turning to leave the room.
As he closed the door, he heard the Nightmare Devourer’s voice, a mix of adoration and resentment.
"That bitch’s menstrual blood—how the hell is it brewed? I’ve never tasted anything so divine in my life!"
Ji Yan choked.
A wave of disgust washed over him.
Damn it!
So the main ingredient was period blood? The things in this Eerie World just kept getting more and more outrageous.
Under a vague sense of humiliation, Ji Yan opened the bag to find some common rations inside.
Bread, compressed biscuits, unidentified jerky…
Though coarse, in the Eerie World, such human food was already considered a luxury.
With this amount, Ji Yan wouldn’t have to worry about food for at least a week.
"Speak. What do you want to borrow?"
"The Blood Pipa."
Hearing this, the Charming Specter immediately understood. "Ah, you’re that dead drunkard’s kid from Room 404."
"Mn. My father’s legs are in terrible pain. He sent me here to beg for medicine."
"Who told you it was medicine?"
"That alcohol-obsessed bastard is always eyeing my stash. Never thought he’d resort to such a bitter ruse."
The Charming Specter sneered, her disdain for the Nightmare Devourer Supernatural Entity palpable.
Ji Yan frowned, puzzled. "Why didn’t he just say it outright?"
The Mission was mandatory. Whether the Blood Pipa was wine or medicine, Players had to complete it. Why bother with these unnecessary schemes?
The Charming Specter propped her chin on her hand, smiling faintly. "To prevent you from getting other ideas."
"He never expected you to return alive. Because from the start, you were just a bargaining chip."
"I made a deal with him—send me a child, and I’d reward him with half a bottle of Blood Pipa."
In other words, this was a one-way supply chain.
Whenever Room 404 spawned a new Player, the Nightmare Devourer Supernatural Entity would use the Mission to lure them to Room 101, turning them into the Charming Specter’s nourishment.
Mutually beneficial.
And without breaking the apartment’s rules.
Ji Yan’s expression darkened.
So this was the real trap all along…
The Charming Specter tossed over a bottle the size of a soy sauce container. Ji Yan caught it hastily. "By the deal, it should only be half a bottle."
"But I’m in a good mood today. Take the full bottle back to settle your task."
Ji Yan stared at the liquid inside—dark red, thick, and unsettlingly viscous.
He couldn’t help but wonder: What kind of wine was this, to make the Nightmare Devourer Supernatural Entity so desperate for it?
"Curious? You could sneak a taste. But don’t blame me for what happens afterward."
"And you’d never guess what I used to brew this wine~"
Hearing the Charming Specter’s teasing tone, Ji Yan shuddered involuntarily.
He didn’t dare—nor care—to imagine.
He just wanted to complete the Mission honestly.
If the Nightmare Devourer Supernatural Entity drank itself to death, even better!
"Can I leave now?" Ji Yan asked, fearing the Female Supernatural Entity might grow too attached and force him to stay as her permanent "supply."
The Charming Specter did consider it.
But Missions were mandatory. As an NPC, even Supernatural Entities couldn’t interfere without facing Punishment.
"Go on."
"Though I am curious… how did you figure out my… preferences?"
Ji Yan coughed twice, forcing out a lie. "Some things don’t need to be said."
"Sometimes, a single glance is enough."
The Charming Specter’s smile bloomed, radiant and alluring. "You seem so innocent, yet you play even more twisted than I do?"
"……"
To survive, Ji Yan didn’t care whether he had to act like a pure-hearted boy or a sadistic freak. It was all just a performance.
As the door behind him creaked open, the Charming Specter’s parting words followed him out, laden with implication:
"See you next time, little brother."
Ji Yan didn't respond, thinking to himself that only fools would meet again.
He turned and exited the revolting room.
Seeing Ji Yan flee as if escaping, the Charming Specter leisurely stubbed out her cigarette and lifted her pale, slender leg.
"With that drunken bastard of a father you've got, you can't run away."
"I've got my sights set on you!"
The Charming Specter licked her lips lingeringly, gently touching the healed wound on her cheek, her eyes hazy as she slowly savored the memory...
...
The door opened, and Cheng Fang, who had been planning to clean up whatever remained of Ji Yan, came bustling over with a cart.
However, upon seeing Ji Yan step out, he was utterly dumbfounded.
"Holy shit! Are you human or a supernatural entity?!"
Ji Yan countered, "Do I look like a supernatural entity to you?"
Staring at Ji Yan's bloodstained clothes, Cheng Fang stood frozen, his brain short-circuiting.
"Don't tell me... you killed that Female Supernatural Entity?"
"No, that can't be. Impossible. You must've found some loophole."
He knew exactly how terrifying the Charming Specter was. If she could be killed, so many players wouldn't have suffered at her hands.
Ji Yan said, "I told you before going in—just satisfy that supernatural entity, and you're good."
As if to prove Ji Yan's words, the Charming Specter's voice came from inside the room:
"Xiao Cheng, clean up the room."
"I'm going to sleep."
Cheng Fang hurriedly acknowledged, and now his gaze toward Ji Yan had completely changed.
Every time the Charming Specter's desires subsided, she would fall into a deep sleep, often for days. This was also the most peaceful time for Cheng Fang.
"If there's nothing else, I'll be going now," Ji Yan said, holding the Blood Pipa as he turned to leave.
But Cheng Fang grabbed him, eyes full of admiration. "Bro, don't rush off! Can you tell me what hidden strategy you actually discovered?"
"Here's the deal—I'll trade you three days' worth of rations!"
"Five days! Sit down and let's talk this through!"
As a player permanently stationed in Room 101, Cheng Fang lived in constant fear of the Charming Specter.
If he could find a way to subdue her, it would be a permanent solution!
Ji Yan naturally had no intention of sharing his hard-earned method.
Everything loses its novelty eventually. He might have to deal with the Charming Specter again, and if he told Cheng Fang, the guy would overuse it. The Charming Specter's newfound "interest" would quickly wear off, rendering the method useless next time.
That would be cutting off his own escape route.
"No strategy. Pure skill."
"I told you—good weapons mean nothing if you don't bring enough firepower. A 32-centimeter gun is just for show otherwise."
With that, Ji Yan turned and walked away, leaving Cheng Fang with a bewildered expression, unsure whether to believe him or not...
Exiting Room 101, the mission was finally complete.
Ji Yan let out a long sigh of relief—the first life-or-death game task had been tortuously accomplished.
Without lingering, he immediately headed upstairs.
Soon, he returned to Room 404.
Liu Yitong and Dong Chu hadn't come back yet, so Ji Yan went straight into the Nightmare Devourer Supernatural Entity's room.
"Damn brat, you haven't even left yet?"
The moment the Nightmare Devourer Supernatural Entity saw Ji Yan, its face twisted into a sinister glare.
Instinctively, it assumed Ji Yan hadn't set out.
Based on its secret deal with the Charming Specter, if Ji Yan had gone to Room 101, there was no way he'd return alive.
The only thing that should have come back was the Blood Pipa, delivered by Cheng Fang under the Charming Specter's orders.
"Father, I've already retrieved the medicine," Ji Yan said.
Ji Yan removed the Blood Pipa from his waist and placed it on the table.
"What did you say?" The Nightmare Devourer Supernatural Entity froze for a moment, staring at the bottle of dark crimson liquid.
With just one glance, it was certain—this was the Charming Specter’s Blood Pipa.
It stared at Ji Yan’s completely unharmed body in disbelief, countless speculations flooding its mind.
How did this brat come back alive?
"How did you get it?"
"That sister was very kind. I told her my father’s legs were rotting badly, and he couldn’t sleep at night. She was so moved that she gave it to me."
Listening to Ji Yan’s shameless, smooth-faced lie, the Nightmare Devourer Supernatural Entity’s expression darkened instantly.
That woman—moved?
This bullshit, it wouldn’t believe even in death!
But after seeing the Blood Pipa, the Nightmare Devourer’s mind was completely consumed by it, leaving no room to question how Ji Yan, a mere bargaining chip, had survived.
Twisting open the wooden stopper, it greedily gulped the liquid down…
Soon, Ji Yan caught a whiff of an unbearably foul stench.
The smell was nauseatingly pungent!
It resembled wine, yet wasn’t wine—how could it be so enticing to the Nightmare Devourer?
"Get out! Don’t stand there ruining my mood!"
The Nightmare Devourer’s eyes grew hazy, brimming with intoxication, as it spat out the impatient order at Ji Yan.
Even though Ji Yan had delivered a full bottle of the Blood Pipa, it still showed him no kindness.
In its eyes, these Players existed solely to serve it—more like slaves than children. If they displeased it, it could just kill them and replace them with a new batch.
Ji Yan said nothing, turning to leave the room.
As he closed the door, he heard the Nightmare Devourer’s voice, a mix of adoration and resentment.
"That bitch’s menstrual blood—how the hell is it brewed? I’ve never tasted anything so divine in my life!"
Ji Yan choked.
A wave of disgust washed over him.
Damn it!
So the main ingredient was period blood? The things in this Eerie World just kept getting more and more outrageous.
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