Chapter 20 The Ghost Caller

After waiting for a few minutes for the phone to respond, Xiao Lan went up to the phone and checked it, but only after seeing that there was nothing wrong with its appearance. It was the only link he had with the high-tech world, and although he had never used it as a torch since he entered the Advent world, it was at least one of his few personal possessions.

Gu Mo was a talented girl, she died before smartphones were popular. Now she has developed her own app, but her promotion methods are a bit crude and suspect of rogue software.

“Xiao Lan, Xiao Lan, are you there?” There was a sharp rap on the door, accompanied by Gu Shengan’s somewhat anxious call.

Xiao Lan opened the door and saw Gu Shengan, Zhao Fan and Tong Qing.

They were too late to get dressed, even with foam in their hair, and their eyes were slightly red with anxiety and panic.

Xiao Lan asked, “What’s wrong?”

Gu Shengan pulled out his own phone and pointed to the blood-red app, “This app, it’s on your phone too, right?”

Xiao Lan nods.

“What should we do? We’re being watched, we’re all being watched!” Gu Shengan reached out and tugged at his hair, even pulling a few strands down, still unable to suppress the fear in his heart.

Xiao Lan queried, “What’s being watched?”

Gu Shengan looked incredulous: “You didn’t know?”

“The app was on my phone before, but it crashed halfway through and crashed my phone.” Xiao Lan pulled out his phone and showed it to them, “Look, it’s not even on yet.”

The trio looked at the phone that had been in service for so obviously long that even the brand name had worn off: “……”

What’s with the slightest hint of envy?

Gu Shengan settled down, “Here’s the thing, after this app appears on your phone, it automatically runs up and then turns on your camera to follow you all the time. It doesn’t matter how much you try to hide, you’re just locked in.”

“Afterwards, the camera shows you your own death. I see myself covered in blood and with broken limbs.”

” Tong Qing saw himself drowning in the water, while Zhao Fan saw that it was …… him locked up in a small, dark space.”

Zhao Fan tugged nervously at his collar and shouted hysterically, “We’re all finished! We’re dead!”

Tong Qing bites her lip, her face white and silent.

A burst of Bai Guang lights up and all eyes can’t help but focus on Xiao Lan’s phone.

Only to see the phone, previously declared incurable, now slowing down again, slowly entering the main screen, followed by the blood-red app opening as if manipulated by invisible hands.

“Haha, haha you’re going to die too, you’re going to be just like us, we’re all going to die, we’re all going to die ……” Zhao Fan’s nervous laughter was a little harsh in the quiet night.

Xiao Lan reached out and tried to turn the phone off, but was unsuccessful. It was as if the phone was protected by some force and the off button could not be pressed.

Gu Shengan is in a cold sweat: “It won’t work, it won’t turn off, and the phone won’t smash.”

One minute later.

The Blood Red app finally activated and turned on the camera in full view of the crowd. Everyone held their breath as they stared at the screen, waiting to see what kind of death Xiao Lan would be in.

As a result, after waiting for half a day, the camera was still dark.

Gu Shengan : “What’s going on here ……?”

Tong Qing : “Not even a body? ……”

Xiao Lan suddenly clapped his hands, “I remember! About three or four years ago, I was swatting at a mosquito with my phone and I accidentally broke the camera.

“Smartphones are too fragile, it’s better to be Nokia.”

Crowd: “……”

You call this thing a smartphone?

Where else but the last word does it fit the name?

But …… damn, what happened to wanting it so badly! It’s one thing if it works, but this thing can save lives! The three of them, with the exception of Xiao Lan, suddenly felt a sense of longing for an old cottage phone.

Before the crowd could get over the shock of the cottagers, a sudden light ringing of a mobile phone rang out.

The atmosphere, which had just eased a little, was suddenly solemn again.

Xiao Lan’s phone was now black again, clearly not his. The other three reached for their own pockets with shaking hands, all the while praying desperately that it would not be theirs.

Gu Shengan pulls out his mobile phone and sighs in relief.

Zhao Fan took out his mobile phone and threw it next to him, not wanting to look at it.

Tong Qing cried as her phone screen lit up and was showing an unknown caller: “How …… what to do ……”

Before she could make a move, the phone was automatically connected.

On the phone, a mechanical and flat female voice kept repeating.

“Excuse me, are you, Tong Qing?”

“Excuse me, are you, Tong Qing?”

“Excuse me, are you, Tong Qing?”

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Tong Qing asked in a shaky voice into the phone, “What are you ……? What are you going to do?!”

The female voice on the phone, however, remained

“Excuse me, are you, Tong Qing?”

“Ah…” Tong Qing let out an uncontrollable scream.

She dropped the phone farther down the corridor, its voice clearly audible in the empty hallway, still: “Excuse me, are you, Tong Qing?”

“I’m not! I’m not!!! You go away!” Tong Qing broke down and cried out.

The mechanical female voice kept repeating itself for several minutes before it disappeared as the call ended.

No one said anything for a while, and the only sound that remained in the corridor was the fearful gasping of Qing Tong, who opened her mouth wide and breathed in sharply as if she were a fish deprived of oxygen, trying to draw some hope of survival from the air.

Gu Shengan : “What now?”

The players didn’t know how to react to the situation at the moment, they were all new and didn’t have the props or enough experience to deal with an unnatural event like a ghost caller.

The only old player, Liu Yiyi, not only didn’t treat them well in the first place, but has been acting even more mysteriously lately, not even showing up this evening, so it was completely unrealistic to expect her.

Eventually it was Xiao Lan who spoke up, “At least for the moment, she doesn’t have the power to kill us outright.”

Xiao Lan described the water stains that had just appeared in his room, and a few people were so distraught that they would go and turn off the sluice in their room later, before they had to open their eyes in the middle of the night to have a late-night face-to-face with a female ghost.

The room across the hall is quiet and peaceful.

It was so perverse that the five members of the reunion who slept in the row opposite them did not react at all to the noise they were making in the corridor. If they hadn’t all been sleeping so well that they had been sold off to Africa in the middle of the night, then it was possible that they had known what was going to happen and had deliberately kept to themselves.

Xiao Lan borrowed Gu Shengan’s mobile phone to type on and pointed to the room where the five members of the reunion were.

[What happened tonight, maybe they had something to do with it]

[Did any of you drink their wine in the evening?

Gu Shengan’s three men also thought of this, and they all looked bad. Among them, Zhao Fan and Tong Qing looked blue and grey, and their steps were weak, as if they would be crushed if one more straw was added.

Xiao Lan and Gu Shengan look at each other and almost have an idea in their minds.

Xiao Lan continued typing.

We need to find the clues to Gu Mo before the ghosts can kill us directly, so that we know what the game’s hint of ‘help me’ means].

[If you can get through, you don’t have to worry about any female ghosts]

[Beware of these NPCs]

Zhao Fan and Tong Qing nodded woodenly, not sure if they had listened or not.

By now it was late at night.

Xiao Lan and the other three plan to catch up on their sleep, after all, they have at least a few more days to spend here and no one can afford to go without it.

The players were so disturbed by tonight’s encounter that the four decided to put all their phones in the hall, including the age-old one Tong Qing had first picked up.

As for the possibility of it being stolen and so on, they don’t care at all anymore, whoever wants it can have it.

With charger for you!

Xiao Lan is always a good sleeper and falls asleep as soon as he gets back to his room.

Early the next morning, the sound of girls laughing merrily woke him up.

Xiao Lan sits up, his head a little confused with his chicken’s nest. What was going on? When had there been so many girls in this hotel, and they were still as noisy and energetic as ever?

Neither the flamboyant Liu Yiyi nor the introverted Tong Qing on the players’ side, nor Du Yuhui and Zhang Jie on the opposite side, are of that age.

Running footsteps rang through the corridor, accompanied by the girl’s light-hearted cry of

“Hurry up, the teacher said there’s pudding this morning, if you’re late, someone else will eat it all!”

“Eh, you guys wait for me–”

“Hahahaha, come on~”

Xiao Lan walked out of bed in a daze and went to wash up next to her, only to be staggered the moment she saw the mirror.

The original hotel was refurbished ten years ago and the facilities, although well maintained in every respect, were always a little old and the mirrors inevitably had scratches and hard-to-clean limescale on them.

But this mirror, so new, it was almost as if it had just been replaced.

As he looked down, the mains he had closed last night was now open, the surfaces brightly painted and smelling of motor oil, and some of the old pipes that needed waterproofing had been refreshed – they had simply been replaced.

On the other side, the cupboard where Gu Mo’s diary was previously found is now missing, as are the curtains.

The room is now empty and looks like an empty room that has not yet been decorated.

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