Nightmare Apostle

Chapter 1025: Chapter 715: Night Run

Captain Zhou and his team only knew to guard against female ghosts inside the hospital, but they didn’t know that Vice Director Huang had been dead for a long time and was also a ghost. Tonight, they were going to the dean’s house to steal the key; one mistake could lead to big trouble.

Most directly, it would result in not getting the key. If that happened, even if they managed to reach the first floor tonight, it would be completely useless. ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom

This mission required two teams to work closely together. If one team failed, they would lose completely, and obtaining the key was the core task of the other team.

Back at the nurse station on the third floor of the hospital, Yang Xiao tried to contact Mu Xiuzhu again, but no matter how many times he tried, the old speaker of the pager remained silent, and the resting room behind him showed no red light.

"Damn it..." Yang Xiao leaned against the chair, his face ashen.

With no other options, Yang Xiao decided to leave. But just as he stood up and reached for the pager, a small bell appeared before his eyes.

The bell was hidden in the shadow under the pager, only visible when the pager was lifted. But not long ago, there had been nothing there.

Yang Xiao’s brief hesitation immediately caught Qu Hong’s attention. She quickly stepped forward and also saw the bell.

However, it no longer mattered to them. Yang Xiao picked up the bell, shoved it into his pocket, and turned to leave.

Upon learning that the ghost was targeting Yang Xiao this time, Xi Huijun felt a mix of emotions. She still clearly remembered Yang Xiao wishing her good luck.

Now it seemed her luck was indeed good. She was the only one among the survivors who hadn’t been targeted by a ghost.

But it didn’t matter. Under overwhelming strength, whoever was chosen tonight would be used as a gamble, and her fate might end up like Dou Jie’s.

Now her right pocket was bulging, and the deadly bell was stuffed inside. Yet Xi Huijun was no longer afraid. Instead, she felt a sense of relief.

Experience brought growth. Having seen the horrors of fierce ghosts firsthand, she knew that if veteran players like Yang Xiao and Qu Hong were to die first, her own end would certainly be death.

In the face of fierce ghosts, she had no ability to fight back. Just listening to Yang Xiao recount the terrifying experiences in the hospital was enough to make her tremble with fear: being chased by an invisible fierce ghost while guarding against strange patients in the hospital—it was an impossible task.

But the man’s calm tone when mentioning these things made her wonder what kind of life experiences could make someone so calm, able to maintain composure and think of ways to break through in a desperate situation.

But none of that mattered anymore. Xi Huijun knew she couldn’t do anything. The only thing she could do was trust Yang Xiao.

No one wanted to die. She wanted to live on, but she couldn’t do it alone. This world showed no mercy; only the exceptional survived by being ruthless, strong, or clever—regardless of right or wrong, the winners ruled.

To better cooperate with Yang Xiao’s operation tonight, Xi Huijun concentrated on keeping her body in optimal condition. At night, she ate some high-calorie chocolate to replenish her energy and drank less water. She knew her bodily habits: when she was nervous, she couldn’t control her urge to go to the bathroom, which would also trouble Yang Xiao.

In short, helping Yang Xiao was helping herself.

As Yang Xiao and Qu Hong led Xi Huijun to the open space and began their preparations, Boss Sun hurried over from not far away to inform Yang Xiao of a crucial piece of information. He had just received a message and found out the precise time the hospital incident occurred: not late at night on May 14th, but in the early hours of the 15th, specifically after 2 a.m.

A doctor on duty had called home at 2 a.m. on that day, when nothing had yet happened in the hospital.

This information was incredibly important. He had communicated with Captain Zhou, and every time footsteps appeared in the hospital, it was around midnight. Which meant, including tonight, they had two more opportunities.

However, while some rejoiced, others worried. This news was unwelcome to Xi Huijun. If there was only one opportunity left, Yang Xiao would give it his all, but now they had slightly more leeway.

Yang Xiao noticed Xi Huijun’s distress, but she didn’t dare to speak. Yang Xiao reassured her first: "Don’t worry, I will do my best to complete the mission tonight. Your life is important, too. Your mother is still waiting for you."

Xi Huijun’s lips trembled, unsure of what to say at that moment. In the end, she bowed to Yang Xiao.

Then Yang Xiao walked alone to a nearby blanket, lay down, placed his hands on his chest, and closed his eyes. He needed some alone time to quietly review the entire plan in his mind, ensuring nothing was overlooked.

On the other side, Xi Huijun followed suit, lying down while clutching the pager. To be safe, without another word, Qu Hong tied her up with a rope.

It was the same rope used to bind Dou Jie, still faintly stained with dried blood. Staring at the pitch-black night sky, Xi Huijun thought this was truly bad weather with no stars or moon.

As time ticked by second by second, Xi Huijun suddenly started trembling. She gritted her teeth, faintly hearing the sound of a bell ringing. The sound wavered, but it was getting closer and clearer.

"It’s here..." Xi Huijun struggled to squeeze out the words through clenched teeth, tightening her grip on the pager.

Seeing this, Qu Hong, who was already prepared, sprang into action. Having had the experience from last time, she was much more proficient this time.