The protagonist chased the villain, and Tiandao screamed in anger

Her hands were shaking, and the white light loaded on the computer screen reflected the struggling look in her pupils.

Holding the card tightly in her left hand, she was afraid of this magical website, but she couldn't help but try the possibility of taking revenge on her enemy in this way.

Suddenly, the spinning loading page jumped to a dark web page. The blood-red words stimulated her eyes, making her shiver uncontrollably.

【Welcome to the world of Strange Night March. 】

[Rule changes, players please note: When you open the page, you can vent your hatred and resentment, try to remember the face of the person you hate, write down the other person's name, and Guiye will fulfill your curse. ]

[Of course, after your name is successfully transmitted, you will also bear the corresponding consequences. Your name will also appear on the list, and your life will no longer be decided by yourself. ]

【Ghost Night, welcome new players. 】

The dark background and the bleeding words seemed to have life. The speed of their flow kept increasing, and the blood splashing on the background became more and more abundant and thicker. In an instant, the light from the computer screen made Song Wanyu's pale face blood red.

She was so scared that she dropped the mouse, pushed away the notebook, tilted her head and kept gasping for breath, trying hard to suppress the feeling of suffocation at that moment.

My wrists were shaking, and the hairs on my back were standing on end.

She was scared. Just after seeing the horrific content on the webpage and the countless names, she was scared.

She didn't know what she would face after writing down the name to avenge the enemy who killed her brother.

The discussion about the Ghost Night on the Internet is often banned, but it is still hot. Those posts and dynamics clearly depict the purgatory scene of another world.

At this moment, eighteen-year-old Song Wanyu became timid.

She remembered the message her brother sent her before he died, asking her and her parents to live well.

…My parents are dead too.

She thought she was brave enough to give up her studies and come to a strange city alone, the city where her brother was buried.

She thought that she might be able to find an opportunity for revenge, perhaps she could meet that man by chance, and then, as she imagined, take advantage of the situation and stab him to death with a single blow.

She waited and searched for a long time near Lanzhou University, but she didn't see any trace of that person.

It was clearly an opportunity that was right within her reach. She could just write down the other person's name and take revenge...but she backed off.

The second hand on the dial turned a circle, and after midnight, the computer screen returned to normal, and Guiye's website information disappeared from the page.

Song Wanyu held the computer and searched continuously, searching the URL over and over again, but could not find it.

She couldn't help sobbing and crying anxiously. She put down her computer, covered her face and cried about her own incompetence.

Intertwined with her brother's message and the hatred in her heart, Song Wanyu didn't know whether she should take this heavy step, but she missed the opportunity in a flash.

At the same time, Xu Huang, who was feeling uneasy in the dormitory, and Qin Jue, who was patiently waiting for the eerie night to come, received the system's broadcast.

[Strange Night March - Intermediate dungeon <Rainy Night Inn> is about to be opened. 】

[Please be prepared to be selected, the countdown to enter the dungeon has begun...]

Qin Jue was awakened by a strong jolt. The roar of the car and the sound of the tires turning were very loud, and there was also a faint sound of water hitting the car window.

When he opened his eyes, he was sitting in a dilapidated bus. On the right hand side was a yellowed and old glass window. Heavy rain was pouring down outside the window and splashing on the glass.

It was very gloomy outside the window. Through the rain, he could only vaguely see the dark green vegetation on both sides.

"Hey, Qin Jue... Qin Jue..." Xu Huang, who was across the aisle, was calling him softly. When he saw Qin Jue turning his head to look at him, he breathed a sigh of relief and waved his hand to signal the other party to sit still and not move.

The car continued to drive along the muddy road. The blue-green eye protection film on the top of the front windshield was a little dazzling. Qin Jue looked carefully through the mirror above the front of the car, but found that the driving seat reflected by the lens was empty and there was no figure of the driver.

He began to look around. There were advertisements and slogans of all sizes on the car windows. The leather seats were torn and the bottoms were exposed, and some even had a large piece of the sponge layer missing.

There were five players in the car, including him.

The only thing that players can see between them is the star symbolizing their level. This is an intermediate dungeon, and most players' levels match the dungeon. This game dungeon seems to have a standard level matching system, and the five people present are all one-star players who have passed the primary purgatory field.

Those who have passed the dungeon are more or less familiar with the rules of the system. The car is quiet and no one says much. Everyone is observing each other unnoticeably.

Sitting in front of Qin Jue, one row away, was a man wearing glasses. He looked to be in his thirties and was wearing a work suit. Judging from his attire, he looked like a white-collar worker in a company.

The person closest to Xu Huang was a woman wearing a halter dance dress and with heavy makeup on her face.

Sitting in the last row of the car was a man with blond hair and a gangster look. However, the clothes he wore were of good quality, and it was obvious that his living conditions were not bad.

After just a few seconds of observation, the system reported again.

【Dear passengers, please note that <Rainy Night Hotel> is about to arrive at the station. Please make relevant preparations and get off the bus in an orderly manner after the bus stops. 】

The bus finally came to a stop after a shaky start. Through the window, a dilapidated hotel came into view in the rain.

Surrounded by bushes and dead branches, this two-story suburban hotel looks particularly eerie.

The hotel's sign was old and rotten, with only the iron frame that fixed the sign and a few scattered parts remaining, and only one or two of the lights on the sign were lit.

The light was dim and flickering, carrying some inexplicable ominous meaning.

The outward-facing windows were very small, and the wall paint was badly moldy and peeling. Even through the window one could smell the odor of mold and decay.

"This is too bad!" The woman in the dance dress rubbed her arms and looked at the hotel in the distance, obviously unwilling to go in.

【Passengers please show your tickets and get off the bus in an orderly manner. 】

A mechanical reminder sounded, calling everyone's attention.

When I turned around again, I saw a ticket inspector in an old-fashioned dark blue uniform appear at the front door of the car.

He was wearing a hat of the same color, with the brim pulled down very low, and the whole person seemed to be separated from the players by a layer of mist, and his face could not be seen clearly. He stood quietly at the door, as if he had been here from the beginning and had never left.

Several people on the bus seemed a little dull. They stood up stiffly from their seats, lined up one by one, took out the tickets in their hands and handed them in to get off the bus.

Even Xu Huang was no exception.

Qin Jue pulled Xu Huang's clothes unnoticeably, but failed to stop him from lining up.

It seemed that all the players present had lost their ability to act independently due to something driving them, but Qin Jue couldn't figure out why he was still awake.

Under such a strange pressure, in order not to alarm the ticket inspector, he could only obediently walk at the end of the line.

The ticket inspector performed his job without any emotion and asked for tickets from the passengers.

As they got closer, Qin Jue looked up at the ticket inspector, and the inexplicable sense of familiarity came over him again. He tried hard to see the inspector's appearance, but it was as if there was a visual shielding setting in the game, and all he saw was a blurry shadow.

"Please show your receipts." The people in front got out of the car stiffly, and the repetitive voice rang in my ears.

With her slender white fingers spread out in front of her, Qin Jue suddenly heard his own heartbeat. Almost at the same time, he felt an unprecedented throbbing.

He didn't know the reason for his abnormal reaction, but he knew the source of it.

He raised his hand and placed a thin ticket in the ticket inspector's hand. When the other party withdrew his hand, he suddenly grabbed the delicate wrist.

"you……"