4: Moon Village 2

“There are still eight empty rooms, one hundred per room per day,” the old man said.

How could it be such a coincidence? They had eight people, and there were exactly eight rooms left? Everyone had a guess in their hearts that something would definitely happen in these eight rooms.

The system panel suddenly popped up.

Main Quest: Survive for three days.

Side Quest: Each room can only accommodate one person; survive in the room until dawn on the second day.

Everyone’s hearts tightened.

“Surviving for three days was already hard enough, but then there’s this damn Side Quest. Are they even letting people live?” Wang Chengjin cursed, the long-term oppressive atmosphere making him lose control, his inner fear reaching its peak.

“Brother Wang, you must save me!” Tian Miaomiao also screamed, her face contorted, tears mixed with snot flowing down, clearly having taken Wang Yang as her last straw.

“Hehe, don’t worry, as long as you are obedient, I will save you.” The voice was as gentle as ever, and Wang Yang’s face wore his unchanging gentle smile.

“Take this, and I guarantee you’ll get through tonight safely.” A hand reached out in front of Tian Miaomiao, a pill like a red bean resting in its palm.

Tian Miaomiao paused when she saw the pill, then gritted her teeth, took the pill, and immediately swallowed it.

The others watched this scene without speaking, feeling a few more reservations about Wang Yang in their hearts.

“Brother Wang, thank you. I’ll do whatever you tell me to do.” After taking the pill, Tian Miaomiao became even more fawning.

Only after Li Zhao went up and paid for three days directly did the old man hand Li Zhao a key, pointing to a staircase on the right, “The rooms are all on the second floor. You can allocate them yourselves.”

Li Zhao turned around and displayed the keys in front of everyone. The keys were ordinary-looking, with room numbers engraved on the key handles: 201 to 208.

“As you can see, the eight rooms are still connected, which is clearly not right,” Li Zhao said.

“But there’s nothing we can do, so let’s just go with it,” Sun Yan said. He then picked up a key and walked towards the second floor.

The others, after allocating their keys, directly entered their respective rooms.

Shi Yan got the key for 203. In fact, he was indifferent to such things.

Pushing open the door, one could see a black single bed in the center of the room. The bedsheets were already slightly yellowed. The room was just large enough for one person, with a window above the bed. Other than that, there was nothing else.

Shi Yan sat on the bed and pondered, “The quest requires me to survive until tomorrow morning. It seems something bad will definitely happen tonight.”

Those with higher levels should already have some special abilities. He could consider finding an opportunity to eliminate them all, after all, if he killed the opponent, he could gain their abilities. Shi Yan would not let go of any chance to strengthen himself.

It was already dark. Shi Yan sat quietly on the bed, facing the door, constantly watching every change around him.

The window behind Shi Yan had opened halfway at some point. A bloody arm slowly reached out from the window behind Shi Yan, slowly approaching Shi Yan’s back, suddenly accelerating when it was still one meter away from Shi Yan.

Shi Yan had already noticed the window was half-open, but he hadn’t paid attention to it because he wanted to see what it was. Feeling something rapidly approaching from behind, he immediately did a front flip.

The bloody hand behind him missed, seemingly a bit annoyed. It swung back and accelerated again, stabbing towards Shi Yan.

Shi Yan quickly dodged with his superb speed. A flash of blade light passed from his right hand, accompanied by the sound of cutting stone, and the front half of the bloody hand’s palm fell to the ground.

The surface of the bloody arm immediately let out a mournful wail. The palm part had a smooth cross-section cut by the blade. The blood around the palm gathered towards the wound, seemingly wanting to reform a palm, but it couldn’t condense, as if something was blocking it.

The bloody arm, realizing Shi Yan was difficult to deal with, immediately retreated out the window.

A blood-red rhomboid crystal slowly appeared on the remaining half of the palm.

“Hmm? Can things drop even if they’re not completely killed?” Shi Yan looked puzzled.

“And, my ability seems to have the power to block recovery?” The bloody hand clearly wanted to recover just now, but it couldn’t recover completely as if something was blocking it.

Shi Yan stepped forward and gently touched the bloody crystal. A warm current flowed to the front half of his right hand.

The ability panel suddenly popped up.

Abilities: Elementary Head Transformation, Elementary Blood Mark Control.

A new skill, Elementary Blood Mark Control, appeared among the abilities on the panel.

Shi Yan shifted his attention to Elementary Blood Mark Control, and a piece of information immediately entered Shi Yan’s mind.

“Can cover the front half of the right hand with blood marks. The defense and attack power of the blood-mark-covered area are greatly increased.”

Shi Yan raised his right hand. With a thought, twisted red patterns covered the front half of his right hand, precisely covering the five fingers and the front half of the palm.

The area covered by the bloody patterns slowly grew thicker, and the fingers became longer and longer, reaching twice their previous length. The front half of the palm also grew larger and larger. The tips of each finger became sharper and sharper and glowed with a blood-red light.

He stretched out a finger and gently traced it across the wall. Even without much force, a gash one centimeter deep appeared on the wall.

A few fingers lightly collided, emitting sounds that only stones colliding with each other could make.

“The part of the monster I cut off just now seemed to be exactly its right hand. If only I had kept it just now. If I had cut off the entire arm….”

“But there’s no need to rush. As long as we’re still in this dungeon, we’ll meet again.”

Shi Yan licked his lips, his mouth slowly stretching to his ears, and a chilling laugh emanated from deep within his throat.