Chapter 87

Han Fei tried to communicate with the other party, but received no response. He opened the attribute panel, keeping an eye on the exit button while searching for useful clues in the bedroom.

The wardrobe, the bed, the pillow—when Han Fei tried to open the bedside table, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his back.

Turning his head slowly, Han Fei noticed that all the dolls and stuffed animals in the bedroom were staring at him, seemingly from the moment he entered. The dolls were in various poses—some lying on the ground, some facing up, some leaning against the wall—but their heads were all pointed at Han Fei.

The eyes made of buttons, plastic, and metal seemed to hold some emotion, radiating malice and pain.

Trapped in the room, being watched by a group of eerie dolls, even the experienced Han Fei felt a bit panicked.

He pinched himself hard and forced a nearly perfect fake smile: "I think there's been a misunderstanding. I feel for you and want to punish those who hurt you. I'm not a hypocrite; I want to help you seek revenge!"

Han Fei felt Ying Yue was present. To increase his persuasiveness, he took out the doll with Ying Yue's name pinned to it from his inventory.

The moment he took out the doll, the room's temperature dropped to near freezing, and the ring on his hand began to feel cold.

"You shouldn't have to bear this pain; those who hurt you should."

Before the other party could go berserk, Han Fei slowly removed the pin from the doll. He carefully folded the paper with Ying Yue's name and birthday and placed it in his pocket.

Leaving the princess room, Han Fei entered the adjacent bedroom and took out the woman's diary and the child's sketchbook.

He tore out a few pages from the sketchbook, folded them into a paper doll, and wrote "Ming Mei" on its back.

With all the dolls and stuffed animals in the room staring at him, and before they could understand what he was doing, Han Fei raised the pin that had been in Ying Yue's doll and forcefully stabbed it into the paper doll with "Ming Mei" written on it.

"They have committed such great sins; they must not be allowed to escape. You have suffered, and they should taste it too!"

After saying this, Han Fei tore out a few more pages from the woman's diary and folded them into another paper doll: "Can you tell me the woman's name? I really want to help you!"

The pin that had once pierced the doll now pierced the paper doll, which bore the name of the person he hated the most.

The chill in the room seemed to lessen, and the dolls and stuffed animals continued to stare at Han Fei, but their malice was now focused on the paper doll.

Han Fei secretly breathed a sigh of relief; his strategy to shift their attention had been successful.

The room's temperature returned to normal, but the chill from the ring on his finger increased. The most terrifying ghost in the room seemed about to appear.

Without fear or evasion, Han Fei looked honestly at the dolls: "I'm here to help you seek revenge."

Han Fei wished he could write these words on his body to show his sincerity.

Perhaps because it had never encountered someone like Han Fei, Room 1084 began to change. The wardrobe, which had been closed, suddenly opened a crack, revealing a blood-red eye.

This was just the beginning. The eyes behind the bookshelf, in the creases of the blankets, by the curtains, and even on the portraits on the walls began to blink.

Eyes opened all over the room, as if something that had been sleeping was awakening.

The chill from the landlord's ring had surpassed that of the neighbor on the ninth floor. What alarmed Han Fei was that the chill on his finger was still intensifying.

When the chill from the ring reached its peak, all the eyes began to bleed, and at the same time, the system's voice echoed in Han Fei's mind.

"Player 0000, please note! You have successfully triggered a G-level hidden quest—Pupil House!"

"Pupil House (G-level hidden quest): Find Ying Yue and leave Room 1084 alive."

There was no time limit or additional requirements; this newly triggered hidden quest was different from the previous ones Han Fei had taken.

The sleeping eyes continued to open, and Han Fei felt a sense of suffocation.

The power disparity was too great; the other party didn't even target him, but its mere presence affected him.

"Is this the ghost on the eighth floor? How terrifying is the ghost on the ninth floor?"

With no place to run or hide, Han Fei could only focus on finding Ying Yue.

"This hidden quest has two stages. The system likely wouldn't arrange it randomly. The first step to leaving alive should be finding Ying Yue."

As Han Fei began to move, the ghost on the eighth floor fully awakened.

The bloodied eyes stared at Han Fei, and a girl's crying could be heard from somewhere in the room, followed by cries from all over the room!

"What's happening? Did Ying Yue cry and scream in these places?"

The cries were heart-wrenching, and there were faint cries for help, as if a child was hoping someone would find her.

"Her vision is impaired, and her world is shrouded in darkness, surrounded by malice and harm. She must want someone to find her and save her."

Han Fei no longer hesitated. He extended his hand, trying to use the landlord's ring to sense the other party's location, but the ring could only roughly sense a range.

"Ying Yue is in this bedroom! She must be hiding in one of the dolls!"

There were too many dolls and stuffed animals in the room, but Han Fei had no other choice. He squatted down and examined each doll one by one.

When he picked up a large plush dog toy, Han Fei suddenly felt that it was heavier than a normal toy.

Pulling the zipper on the back of the dog toy, Han Fei saw an arm wrapped in tape.

Seeing the arm, Han Fei immediately recalled a line from the woman's diary—January 15th, Ming Mei wanted to keep a pet, but unfortunately, Ying Yue's body was weak, and she was allergic to animal fur. Their personalities really didn't match.

"Ying Yue is allergic to animal fur, and Ming Mei wanted a pet. Could that woman have dismembered Ying Yue and put her inside the plush toy?"

Han Fei took a deep breath. He had already considered the worst, but he realized he had underestimated the other party's malice.

His fingers trembled slightly, but Han Fei forced himself to focus. He opened all the plush toys in the room.

Slowly removing the tape, he finally pieced together a girl with closed eyes in the room full of eyes.