Nightmare Apostle

Chapter 1426: Chapter 889: Temptation (Part 3)

Something was wandering in their previous office area, searching everywhere.

Searching for traces of survivors.

"Scratch—"

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"Scratch—"

At the same time, the frequency of the printer’s noise accelerated, becoming increasingly rapid, and the thing that was searching for them grew more agitated, continuously toppling objects with loud crashes, creating a chaotic mess.

Finally, with a loud "boom," Chen Moting distinctly felt the ground beneath her tremble, as if something had exploded, most likely that out-of-control printer.

But that wasn’t the most troublesome part; there was a fire outside, and it was spreading uncontrollably. Even though there weren’t many obstructions in the hallway, temporarily preventing the spread, the thick smoke had already begun to permeate the corridor.

Only those who have truly experienced a fire understand that those burned to death by flames are few; most victims die from inhaling toxic smoke, suffering from poisoning or asphyxiation.

This time, Chen Moting and Su Xiaomin were experiencing it firsthand. The smoke was spreading at an unscientific speed, rushing through the door crevice in just a few minutes and filling the entire room.

Visibility was very poor in the room. Chen Moting made a quick decision, took off a piece of clothing, urinated on it, and then used the damp cloth to cover her nose and mouth.

"Cough... Hai Hai..." Soon, coughing sounds came from Su Xiaomin’s hiding place, becoming increasingly clear and intense, as if trying to cough up her lungs.

At that moment, Chen Moting’s heart jumped to her throat; she almost surely thought Su Xiaomin had been exposed.

She couldn’t just watch her die like that, which seemed pointless. Chen Moting crouched low, covering her nose and mouth with one hand and crawling forward with the other, hoping to reach Su Xiaomin before the Ghost did.

At this moment, Su Xiaomin was already dazed by the smoke, unable to bear it any longer. If it continued like this, she would suffocate to death. In a critical moment, a hand suddenly grabbed her, and the unexpected contact almost made Su Xiaomin scream.

In the next second, a figure moving close to the ground was revealed; it was Chen Moting.

However, Chen Moting wasn’t in good condition either, covering her nose and mouth with one hand. Her face and body were gray with dust, and she was still softly coughing.

"What do we do? If it continues like this, we... Hai Hai... will suffocate to death!" Seeing Chen Moting, Su Xiaomin felt like she had grabbed onto her lifeline, speaking through sobs, with snot and tears all over her face.

"We can’t delay any longer. Let’s go, leave here first." Chen Moting glanced towards the door, appearing determined.

"Okay." Here, Chen Moting was the leader. Although Su Xiaomin felt that rushing out was dangerous, she trusted that Chen Moting would have a plan since she hadn’t made a mistake so far.

This wasn’t blind trust. Up to now, Chen Moting’s choices hadn’t failed them.

Soon, under Chen Moting’s guidance, Su Xiaomin was led out of the room. They turned right after exiting, heading in the opposite direction from the office.

After all, the fire started in the original office, and the Ghost was still there. They had to avoid it and chose the opposite direction. Su Xiaomin remembered that at the end of the opposite direction was a large, unexplored abandoned office area.

But there wasn’t much time to consider now; her mind was foggy, making it almost impossible to think. She just needed to keep up with Chen Moting’s footsteps; they couldn’t afford to be separated.

She didn’t know how long they had been walking; smoke was everywhere. Fortunately, with Chen Moting’s unwavering companionship, she was encouraged when she was about to give in.

At this moment, in Su Xiaomin’s heart, Chen Moting was the best person in the world, more considerate than the good sister from the last mission, someone who was cold on the outside but warm on the inside.

"How much longer?" Su Xiaomin and her had passed through an office area covered with smoke and low visibility.

"Almost there, almost!" Chen Moting led the way, her steps determined, constantly providing encouragement, leaving only a blurry silhouette for the muddled Su Xiaomin.

Finally, they reached a wall, facing a glass door blackened by smoke.

No one expected this abandoned office area to have a similar glass door.

"Hmm?" Standing in front of the door, Chen Moting suddenly pushed it, her tone questioning.

"What’s wrong, Ms. Moting?" This questioning made Su Xiaomin’s relaxed nerves tense up again.

"The door won’t open, and the thing behind is catching up. Damn!" Chen Moting slapped the door, making it thud loudly, but it showed no signs of opening.

Right after Chen Moting said this, Su Xiaomin indeed heard the "thump thump thump" sound coming from behind; it was the being in high heels; she... no, it was it, the Ghost, it had caught up!

"No time left, break the door!" Right now, a surge of determination rose within Su Xiaomin.

"You break the door; I’ll hold it off. Quick, we must be fast!" Chen Moting urged urgently.

At this moment, Su Xiaomin also gave it her all. She held her breath, her eyes reddening, and charged at the glass door with all her might.

As she got closer to the glass door, Su Xiaomin suddenly noticed that there was a foam board stuck on the wall next to the door, which looked familiar, with fragmented pieces of paper attached to it.

But she had no time to look closely because she couldn’t stop her momentum and crashed into it. The next second, the glass door was smashed open with a "bang."