Free Web NovelChapter 121: Chapter 121: Conversation with the Manor
Before the communication with the Manor arrived, Bai Wu briefly reviewed this exploration.
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"However, the tickets were more complicated than I had imagined. What we know now is that the Ark project is fake, the real Ark is the flight to the High Tower. Though that cruise ship evaluated as super-huge... since it was built, it might contain secrets related to the High Tower."
"But even though the tickets are fake, the man still used a chainsaw to kill the woman... and then left with an indifferent expression on his face, that’s truly rare evil."
"Now I’ve got a rough idea of the whole incident, the Manor and the Evil Fallen have merged into one, forcing the entrants to play a house-role-playing game. But the first doubt: where does the food come from? Just because you are Evil Fallen, you can produce such delicious ingredients? I’d like to become an Evil Fallen too."
"The second doubt, why are there six families? Visiting each other during the afternoon tea time is almost the only collective activity, and most of the time, everyone is in their own houses, why must there be six households?"
Bai Wu had some guesses but no evidence, as some floors and some corners of the Manor had not been explored.
Luckily, in less than ten minutes, he would be able to ask the truth from the mouth of the designer himself.
In the end, Bai Wu looked towards Wu Jiu.
"Captain, do you remember what Cain said? I mean his disdain for the top of the High Tower."
After saying this, Bai Wu suddenly realized that he had once again "spoken freely."
Wu Jiu nodded. Cain said a lot, but during the battle on the third floor of the High Tower, Wu Jiu committed it all to memory.
"What if, Captain, just what if, the very top of the High Tower is really ruled by a bunch of completely rotten people?"
"Don’t consider these things until you have the power to build a new system," replied the Captain, his answer was too straightforward.
So much so that Bai Wu was certain the Captain had indeed thought about these issues but ultimately concluded based on historical experience that the lower three floors simply didn’t have the strength to resist against the upper three floors of the High Tower.
Especially since the resource allocation to the fourth and fifth floors was dozens or hundreds of times higher than the lower three floors.
Bai Wu nodded. This topic was somewhat taboo and distant. There were already many mysteries on the fourth floor, let alone the fifth?
Bai Wu nodded patiently waiting.
Ten minutes came quickly.
The light inside the room rapidly dimmed, with only a faint violet glow. The door that had been open was suddenly closed.
"Daddy, is this the gift you gave me?"
At the same time, both Wu Jiu and Bai Wu heard the voice.
Wu Jiu didn’t speak. He had seen Bai Wu, even separated by thousands of miles on an airplane, successfully flirt with a girl inside the High Tower. So it was best to leave it to Bai Wu at a time like this.
After a bit of thought, Bai Wu replied very seriously and truthfully,
"You should know, I’m not your father. Neither is he, your father has already left."
The violet light in the room flickered, and Wu Jiu hadn’t expected Bai Wu to be so honest.
Bai Wu’s tone was very calm.
In the most tragic moment of her life, the little girl was already outside the Tower’s world. At the moment her father killed her mother, she underwent the Evil Fallen Transformation due to negative emotions.
That was the most critical point. If one were to try to placate the little girl at this time, it would be like choosing a cake as a gift, endless and to no avail.
The fact was also obvious that in seven hundred years, the love between family after family could not satisfy her.
Her inner obsession could not be filled.
Therefore, Bai Wu did not intend to continue perpetuating this lie, for it would only lead to prolonged imprisonment.
Realizing this, Bai Wu probably guessed the true intention of Cain:
"Your father is gone, he didn’t even remember that he had a daughter like you, you’re just one among the many women he toyed with. Your mother was killed by him, and you were utterly abandoned by him."
"Humans have a saying about growing up overnight, either through betrayal by a loved one or through a major family crisis. And you, your growth, was it through enslaving person after person to play house with you? But you must know deep down, no matter how they cooperate with you, they will suffer the punishment of fear."
The violet light dimmed again, and then, in the corner, Bai Wu saw a girl with a bun and a purple dress.
Violet and red. Bai Wu subconsciously thought of Hong Yin. She probably realized too, the great gap between this ten-year-old girl and Hong Yin.
[Level 5 mutation, Mutation Entry: spiritual power *3; Perfect Mutation Entry: Currency of Fear, Fusion with a location.
Disciple Eleven was not powerful on her own, but Fusion with a location is a flexible skill. The more perverse the rules of the area, the more perverse she becomes after the fusion. As for her past? You already know it very well, don’t you? There’s no need for me to repeat it, right?]
Outside the High Tower, evil fallen, color is justice.
Seeing the little girl in the purple dress, Bai Wu thought of the little girl in the red dress at home, and found Hong Yin more pleasing to the eye, hoping one day Little Red would turn into Little Black.
Of course, the abilities of the little girl in front of him were equally formidable.
Perhaps the captain could destroy the Manor from the outside, but once inside the Manor, one had to act according to the rules of the area.
"Seeing the Manor as a whole, then outside this ’Mount Lu’ is the puzzle, whereas inside is the solution, this room, is the ’heart’ of the entire Manor."
"You turned into Evil Fallen in this room because of sorrow and resentment. You wanted a complete family, but you found out, no matter what you did, you could not lay your obsession to rest."
The little girl in the purple dress lifted her head, her eyes had no whites, just pitch black.
Although her body seemed devoid of any characteristics of Evil Fallen Transformation, her eyes alone made her appear as haunting as a ghost.
"Daddy! Why did you have to treat me this way? The day before my birthday, you clearly called me a good child!"
"I already said, I am not your daddy. I also don’t want a daughter like you, can you stop trying to glorify yourself?"
Bai Wu did not hide the disgust on his face.
"I don’t want to play this disgusting person for another second. Your father is scum, do you know what scum is? It is the kind of person who most disgusts and nauseates everyone. He calls you a good child? Men can make any promise when they are doing certain things. Even in an environment of fear, you’ve seen your fair share over these seven hundred years, haven’t you?"
Bai Wu’s words might seem cruel to the little girl, but in fact, they constituted her most authentic experience.
She was just an Evil Fallen, one who lived in her own obsession.
Bai Wu sympathized with her when she was still human, yet felt no sympathy for her who, throughout seven hundred years, had played tricks on countless "families of three."
The space around started distorting, with the entire building trembling.
Unmoved, Bai Wu said:
"You really are an annoying child, even though the person you should hate the most is still out there alive, you insist on tormenting those innocent people. Yesterday morning, that family’s child finally killed the ’mom and dad’ you found for him. Do you feel happy watching that? "
"Shut up..."
"I won’t, or you can try to control me? Make me say what you like to hear? But before that, I still want to tell you, you’re a useless little brat. The person most worth your vengeance, worth you swinging a chainsaw to dismember, is still outside the Manor, and you? You’ve already become one with this place; you can’t do a thing to him!"
"I told you to shut up!"
This time, it was not just the building, but it seemed like the entire Manor was shaking.
The six villas in the distance tilted due to the uprising ground. All the men and women still in the villas felt a little girl’s roar echoing in their minds.
Inside the building, Bai Wu was as steady as an old dog:
"Angry, are you? Good, you should be. You’ve lived for seven hundred years, and even if your brain capacity has always been low, after seven hundred years and seeing so many families, you should have understood. What you really want isn’t the damn cake, nor these boring people who can’t comprehend your pain to play house with you!"
"What you really want is to wait for someone, for someone who can help you bring that scumbag back!"
Wu Jiu was startled; Bai Wu’s actions once again took him by surprise. He had thought Bai Wu would use the same old tactics for pacifying little girls, but unexpectedly, this time Bai Wu revealed such a sharp edge.
The reason why Bai Wu did this was actually confirmed through many details in the previous Manor experience.
When you opened a window, the television would automatically turn on, trying to stop you from opening the window. When you opened a door, you would see a terrifying cyclical space even more so.
All these horror elements made Bai Wu quickly take notice of the opening and closing.
Although the process of fear was inevitable, because of fear, there was another use for it in this Manor.
If he did not close the doors and windows, Bai Wu was certain he would see an even deeper process of fear.
He didn’t feel fear; he simply put himself in the perspective of the designer and then proceeded to analyze and deduce.
Especially the remark that said, when you shut the window, the whole world seemed to quiet down in cooperation, which made Bai Wu feel that the little girl was sealing herself off.
She believed that only by doing so was she safe, she was afraid of that man.
Another confirming point was the electronic screen in the elevator. If you went to an irrelevant floor, the electronic screen would freeze.
But if you went to certain floors that contained information, the electronic screen would give hints, like the previous sexual culture, the dangers of entering this layer.
Bai Wu didn’t overlook any of this information, so he was confident that the little girl had already seen through everything; she just didn’t want to admit it in her heart.
"I can help you. You should also be able to feel that I am different from all the people you’ve encountered before. I am not afraid; your game means nothing to me. Instead of me staying here, listening to your boring calls of ’daddy,’ why not let me go bring that person back."
Because the little girl with the bun hairstyle had pitch-black eyes, it was impossible to read what’s called expression in her eyes, or rather, her look was always in a sort of resentful and venomous state.
That was exactly what Bai Wu wanted to see.
If this little girl, after realizing what that scumbag father of hers had done, still thought about keeping her father and having a happy family of three, that really would stump him.
"You can find him?"
"Of course, I will use this boat ticket to find him, and then I’ll bring him back to atone for you forever and ever."
Evil Fallen scrutinized Bai Wu, the absence of fear inherently giving Bai Wu a sense of "righteousness without fear".
Through the previous conversation, Bai Wu also learned something.
Evil Fallen didn’t know about the letter left by Cain. At least she hadn’t seen it, after all, the letter itself was also only left behind recently.
She didn’t know that her scumbag father went to the High Tower; Cain didn’t tell her.
She always thought that her father boarded the ship and went to that huge cruise ship.
Cain, The Deceiver, didn’t leave this place by solving puzzles. If that were the case, the boat ticket wouldn’t have been left behind.
Bai Wu speculated... Cain probably didn’t solve the Manor’s puzzle, and in the end, through the peculiar patterns on the wall, he performed some ritual and forcefully communicated with the Manor.
Then he reached some agreement with the Manor. He would soon know the specifics of that agreement.
"What if you deceive me?"
"Don’t trust me? Then continue waiting, keep staying here, have me play both dad and mom to you, or have me play your part, wait for the next batch of people to come, then I’ll leave? If life doesn’t stagnate here, I’ll leave sooner or later, but if it really comes to that, I might not remember to help you bring that scumbag back, after all, the longer I stay, the more I become that scumbag."
This speech undoubtedly persuaded Evil Fallen.
"Why do you want to help me?"
The purple-clad Evil Fallen no longer had the childish voice; her voice now carried a mix of resentment and longing.
Tailoring the remedy to the malady, speaking to humans in their language and to ghosts in theirs, Wu Jiu felt that Bai Wu was an actor whose talents were wasted by investigation tasks outside the Tower.
But Bai Wu wasn’t entirely acting:
"Because I am a normal person, not a pervert. A normal person would punish a pervert like your father. I do as I say, but... dead or alive is not my concern."
Without waiting for Evil Fallen to speak, Bai Wu continued:
"It’s my turn now. I have a few more questions about this manor."
When did it become your turn? Haven’t you been talking the whole time? What a move to press on with the offense. Wu Jiu internally lauded the expert.
"I can tell you the whereabouts of the Ark; it floats on the sea, and one can only enter with a boat ticket. There are also many monsters like you inside. It’s rather dangerous for me, so to bring people back, I must leave with my teammates. Do you agree? If you agree, we can proceed with the next contract."
Are we going straight into negotiations now?
Bai Wu really wanted dwarf, once again surprised at his side, to watch his expressions – isn’t managing one’s expressions in such situations a basic operation for an investigator?
"I can let you and your friends go." Evil Fallen agreed to the contract.
"What about the others?" Bai Wu furrowed his brows.
"Before you bring that person back, the people from the other four families can’t leave. If you’re going to be greedy, you’d better consider carefully who has more chips in their hand, you or me."
Fair enough, after enduring paternal kindness and filial piety, Evil Fallen really wasn’t easy to fool.
In fact, before experiencing the terror of the night, Bai Wu thought he would encounter someone like Bai Xiaoyu or Hong Yin.
But now it seemed that Cain, besides deceiving extremely good people, also nurtured those with a talent for evil.
Like Dandelion, like Elijah, and like this little girl.
Bai Wu nodded his head.
He had never expected to take everyone with him anyway; it was sufficient if his team didn’t fall behind, or perhaps they could also destroy the manor from the outside, but then whether the people inside could survive was another matter.
Finally, Bai Wu asked:
"Actually, if this was just a make-believe game to dispel obsessions, you wouldn’t need six households at all. And even having become an Evil Fallen, you couldn’t possibly make food out of nothing. So, was there some kind of agreement with the last person who left here?"
"You’re very smart," said the purple-clad Evil Fallen.
"Now it seems that you actually hate your father. I guess your name isn’t the same as before, right? I know Elijah; I know Dandelion."
"I don’t know the people you’re talking about, but I indeed changed my name. I’m now called Violet."
Dandelion, Elijah, Violet.
Bai Wu nodded, not making any comments. At least Cain had a better talent for names than the captain did.
He really wanted to know how Cain managed to leave and what kind of agreement he had with Violet.
There were a few more doubts within the manor—although they wouldn’t affect his departure, Bai Wu still wanted to clear them up. After all, one might be able to gain some advantages, right?
He didn’t want to have explored in vain.
(Cough cough, I thought I would be able to finish, but I find this Chapter isn’t clear enough, so I’ll have to wait for the next Chapter to move beyond the mystery of the manor. The next Chapter will also go back to High Tower for the next plot. Moreover, November was a fulfilling month; I wrote two hundred thousand words~ Next month will definitely be even more productive, thank you all~)
