I Got My Cheat Skill by Acting My Way into a Horror Protagonist Role Chapter 105

Xu Zisheng watched as the Writer sat cross-legged and opened the so-called storybook.

He thought the Writer wouldn't like those bloody and disgusting images inside.

As expected, the gentle, jade-like young man's aura around him lowered, his clear and handsome brows faintly tinged with coldness and sharpness.

After hurriedly flipping through a few pages with his slender, bony fingers, he directly closed the book.

The flames that could devour people drifted unpredictably like ghosts.

Black smoke filled the air, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws as if wanting to pounce, but was blocked by the Writer's casual remark.

"Teacher has a good memory and has already finished reading the story. Next, I'll tell it to you bit by bit—"

Watching the ghost flames that seemed to have been paused, giving off a somewhat comical feeling, a hint of amusement appeared in Xu Zisheng's eyes.

This was indeed still Mr. Yan's style.

The rules in game instances weren't always so rigid and inflexible; everything had traces to follow.

It's just that most of the time, players didn't have enough courage and capital to verify, and thus couldn't find the loopholes in the rules.

But why would Mr. Yan appear here?

What stood before him now was undoubtedly the Writer; probably no other existence dared to impersonate him.

That temperament and disposition were exactly the same as what had been displayed before him previously.

Only, his aura had some changes.

More elusive, without an anchor point, filled with a sense of desolation and emptiness.

The dark long gown made him appear more profound, his eyes even deeper, but he still seemed gentle.

Like a passerby who arrived on a whim, unexpectedly descending here.

Did the Writer come because he detected something wrong with this place?

This instance was indeed very strange.

Moreover, its level was probably very high, though it currently maintained a false calm surface.

Although Xu Zisheng also wanted to believe the Writer meant no harm.

Past experiences made him have to consider everything in the worst possible light.

Why did the Writer coincidentally appear here just when he got dragged into this instance?

Did he follow him here?

Was the Writer involved in this?

When resurrecting Gui Yi previously, did the Writer anticipate the current situation? Was this related to Gui Yi?

Did the Writer know what was really going on with this instance?

What was his true attitude really like?

What kind of secret was hidden deepest in this instance?

Various thoughts crowded into Xu Zisheng's mind one after another, and he methodically listed out all the suspicious points.

The Writer was surrounded by the orphans in the middle. His expression gentle, he slowly narrated the story, painting a vibrant, colorful world and heart-stirring adventures for them.

He didn't look at that horror storybook.

The reason he just spoke seemed to be recognized by the rules. The caregivers showed no movement, the flames burned normally—that method was viable!

The surrounded orphans saw this and also tried using reasons similar to the Writer's.

Trembling with fear, they gave their own reasons, muttering under their breath, then slowly closed the storybooks.

Finally no longer having to speak while looking at those nauseating pictures, their mental pressure immediately reduced greatly, and their minds became much clearer.

Watching the elegant young man before him who slightly lowered his gaze, Xu Zisheng suddenly realized that the being before him seemed to treat ghosts and humans equally.

Or perhaps in his eyes, the two actually didn't have much difference.

Although he had many doubts in his heart, he couldn't deny that the moment he saw the Writer, he actually subconsciously felt relaxed and reassured.

This kind of mindset wouldn't do.

But if it was Mr. Yan, could he briefly borrow his influence or something?

And Gui Yi...

Just watched him disappear right before his eyes like that.

If Gui Yi went to report to the authorities or something, that would be a bit troublesome.

But with the world's malice and curse existing, Gui Yi might also subconsciously neglect and reject him like other people, right?

Yet, he had also formed an Origin Contract with Gui Yi, so the curse mark's influence on Gui Yi might decrease.

There was completely no way to learn about the situation outside.

Moreover, there were probably official guys mixed into this instance, so he absolutely couldn't expose himself.

But actually, these were still secondary matters.

Xu Zisheng slightly lowered his gaze. He had an even deeper question in his heart that he wanted to ask—

Thinking he was well hidden, unaware that he had already been detected, the official personnel, high-ranking Dragon Shadow member—Cheng He was extremely cautiously observing the Writer before him.

Two days ago, when they detected the Writer's power pointing to this area, they immediately went to the three cities: Nanying City, Jindu, and Chuancheng.

Because this was a very urgent situation, they mobilized forces from all sides to conduct inspections, not letting any abnormalities slip through.

As high-level players, Cheng He and Yang Qianqian's mental and physical stamina had long surpassed ordinary people's. Going 24 hours without rest was nothing to them.

Through their collaborative efforts, they actually solved quite a few criminal cases, significantly improving public security in the three cities.

The turning point came on the evening of the second day, from a piece of information in Chuancheng.

It was intelligence uncovered by a criminal police officer who had been tracking human trafficking cases and pyramid scheme organizations across these two or three cities.

Previously, there were no apparent connections between some missing persons and those who inexplicably fell into comas, and they were distributed across different areas, so no one had traced the forces behind them.

Since the horror game descended upon the world, many situations that couldn't be explained by common sense had emerged. Sometimes the relevant departments were willing but unable to help.

But that criminal police officer named Li Qiwen seemed to have good intuition and never gave up the investigation. These past two days, he happened to encounter a drug hypnosis incident.

After all, he was professionally trained personnel, had experienced two low-level horror instances, and was already vigilant, so the hypnosis attempt on him failed.

Li Qiwen didn't alert the enemy.

During the hypnosis, Li Qiwen used sleight of hand to hide the so-called 'Admission Ticket' in his sleeve, not swallowing it, and brought the information and drug back to his department.

But by the time they rushed there, the old factory was already empty.

Cheng He and Yang Qianqian quickly analyzed something from Li Qiwen's words—this was definitely related to the horror world behind the scenes, and it had been going on for some time, yet had never been discovered!

Tianji headquarters held two different opinions. One side felt they shouldn't rashly take risks, at least waiting until headquarters conducted risk assessment and danger evaluation before acting.

The other side believed the opportunity was fleeting and shouldn't be missed, that they should immediately investigate. Once they missed the timing, that hidden mysterious supernatural force behind the scenes would likely retreat back into the shadows, making it difficult to track again.

That so-called 'Arena' definitely contained information they wanted.

The final decision-making power was handed to Cheng He and Yang Qianqian.

Both of them decided to swallow the pills.

Having become high-level players, the two were no longer normal people.

Facing that extreme danger and threat of death, they would still feel fear, but madness had already blended into their blood.

Going all out was often their most frequent choice.

Time waited for no one. Cheng He possessed a strange power of proliferation and catalysis, so one pill was divided into three portions.

One portion was sent back to headquarters for analysis, while the other two were swallowed by Yang Qianqian and Cheng He.