Outside the door, there would occasionally be the sound of heavy objects falling, followed by the increasingly loud knocking on the players’ dormitory doors.
No, it wasn’t knocking anymore; it was banging on the door.
The bodies outside were crazily banging on the door.
The dormitory doors were just ordinary wooden doors, completely unable to withstand such intense impacts. Soon, they started to shake and seemed on the verge of collapsing.
If this continued, the door would soon be unable to withstand the pressure.
The players glanced at the window, and without hesitation, smashed the glass and jumped out.
Fortunately, the dormitory floor they were on was on the third floor, not very high.
Players who had managed to survive in the Infinite Horror instances already had much stronger constitutions than ordinary people. So, even if they had jumped down from the third floor, the most severely affected player had merely sustained a minor hand injury, without hindering their movement.
But they knew the two people who were left behind were in trouble.
Although Qi Muran was already an advanced player, his physique and combat ability were not as strong as an ordinary person’s; jumping from the third floor would likely result in serious injury or death.
If his healing skill was still available, he could have healed himself, but it had been used, and it couldn’t be used again within three days.
As for the seemingly weak, beautiful NPC, it was even worse.
So, after the players jumped down, they didn’t rush to leave but waited below the dormitory room where the two hid, hoping to find a way to catch them.
However, after waiting for almost half a minute, they didn’t see anyone jumping down. Instead, they witnessed the bodies entering the dormitory rooms.
The players’ hearts sank; those two were probably in grave danger.
Watching the bodies learning to climb over the glass windows, the players could only grit their teeth, give up on the two, and quickly run away.
***
Upon seeing the dormitory door being hit, Ruan Qing’s first reaction was also to jump out of the window.
This was a dormitory, and there were plenty of bedsheets; it wasn’t difficult to safely descend from the third floor.
However, for some unknown reason, there were far more things pounding on their dormitory door than on the other players’ side, leaving them with no time at all.
Seeing the dormitory door about to collapse, Qi Muran stepped on a chair, climbed onto the bed, and smoothly extended his hand towards Ruan Qing.
Ruan Qing looked at Qi Muran, somewhat puzzled. Wasn’t getting on the bed just waiting to die? Was he gambling that those things couldn’t climb onto the bed?
Qi Muran saw Ruan Qing stunned, lowered his voice, and urged, “Give me your hand, quickly!”
Ruan Qing, hearing the knocking on the door, blinked his eyelashes twice, and eventually stepped on a stool, grabbing Qi Muran’s hand.
When Ruan Qing placed his hand in Qi Muran’s, Qi Muran tightened his grip and effortlessly pulled Ruan Qing onto the bed. Then, he pushed Ruan Qing down onto the bed.
The audience in the live stream was astonished when Qi Muran easily pulled someone onto the bed.
[??? When did God Mu get this strength? This pull is too effortless! And when he flipped over just now, it was so easy. He doesn’t seem like someone with weak physical abilities.]
[Indeed, if I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn’t believe that God Mu could look so handsome. Could it be that the beautiful classmate is too light?]
[Even if he’s light, he can’t be that light. Last time, God Mu couldn’t lift a seven or eight-year-old kid, still had to drag him along. The weight of the beautiful classmate can’t be lighter than a seven or eight-year-old kid.]
[Maybe God Mu was pretending before? He’s not the type to pretend to be weak and let others protect him. I guess he strengthened his physique with points or used some item.]
The audience in the live stream generally agreed with this view, since God Mu wasn’t the kind to hide behind others like a damsel in distress. He often risked his own safety to save other players.
Some audiences, however, felt something was off. Qi Muran did save people, but besides this time, how many times did he genuinely put his life at risk?
Moreover, when he intervened to save someone and ended up in danger, it was typically other players who came to his rescue. Ultimately, it raised questions about whether he was genuinely the one saving people or if the true savior was someone else.
But the players he saved were grateful, even devotedly protecting him.
A few viewers found this disturbing.
However, after those viewers voiced their speculation, the barrage of comments from other viewers overwhelmed them, and no one really paid attention to what they had said.
Qi Muran was unaware of the audience’s suspicion. He looked at the person under him and placed his index finger on Ruan Qing’s lips, signaling him to be quiet.
Because Qi Muran had slightly propped up his body, it wasn’t entirely pressing down on Ruan Qing. The two of them barely had any physical contact.
But Ruan Qing still felt somewhat uncomfortable and slightly turned his head to the side.
With a loud bang, the dormitory door was knocked open.
The terrifying sound of footsteps continued, even mixed with the faint rustling of crawling.
It was as if a corpse, with broken legs, was crawling down the corridor, sending shivers down one’s spine.
Ruan Qing couldn’t care less about his discomfort anymore. He subconsciously tightened his grip on Qi Muran’s clothes, his face turning several shades paler, looking extremely uneasy.
However, he dared not make a sound; he even held his breath, fearing that whatever was below might notice him.
Ruan Qing’s attention was fully on those things, completely oblivious to Qi Muran’s expression.
A faint fragrance of orchids lingered in the air as Qi Muran, with an inscrutable expression, looked down at the person lying obediently beneath him.
Because the young man slightly turned his head, revealing a smooth and fair neck, with skin as delicate as porcelain, it tempted one to leave some ambiguous marks on it.
Moreover, there was a hint of blush at the corners of the young man’s eyes, and his beautiful eyes were filled with unease and fear, adding a touch of fragile beauty. It made him appear even more pitiful.
Yet, this appearance did not evoke pity, but rather stirred up a man’s desire to dominate, wanting to press him down and bully him fiercely.
To make his face flush, rendering him speechless, only able to produce sounds that made one’s heart race.
Qi Muran’s hand supporting the bed loosened slightly, his body sinking a bit, directly touching Ruan Qing.
Before Ruan Qing could react, Qi Muran forcefully propped himself up with his hands, then smiled somewhat awkwardly at Ruan Qing.
As if he had been supporting himself for too long and just couldn’t hold on any longer.
But obviously, he didn’t want to offend Ruan Qing, so he made an effort to support himself again.
Gentlemanly and considerate.
If one didn’t know his true nature, it would be easy to develop a liking for him.
If Qi Muran could persist in supporting himself like this until the end, it would prove that his previous speculation might be wrong, that he was simply a good person who had disguised himself for some reason.
If...
Before Ruan Qing could finish analyzing in his mind, he felt the weight of another person on him, causing his breath to hitch.
Ruan Qing froze and looked at the man whose handsome face was flushed, as if he was a little embarrassed because he couldn’t support himself, and fell directly into silence.
Outside the door, there would occasionally be the sound of heavy objects falling, followed by the increasingly loud knocking on the players’ dormitory doors.
No, it wasn’t knocking anymore; it was banging on the door.
The bodies outside were crazily banging on the door.
The dormitory doors were just ordinary wooden doors, completely unable to withstand such intense impacts. Soon, they started to shake and seemed on the verge of collapsing.
If this continued, the door would soon be unable to withstand the pressure.
The players glanced at the window, and without hesitation, smashed the glass and jumped out.
Fortunately, the dormitory floor they were on was on the third floor, not very high.
Players who had managed to survive in the Infinite Horror instances already had much stronger constitutions than ordinary people. So, even if they had jumped down from the third floor, the most severely affected player had merely sustained a minor hand injury, without hindering their movement.
But they knew the two people who were left behind were in trouble.
Although Qi Muran was already an advanced player, his physique and combat ability were not as strong as an ordinary person’s; jumping from the third floor would likely result in serious injury or death.
If his healing skill was still available, he could have healed himself, but it had been used, and it couldn’t be used again within three days.
As for the seemingly weak, beautiful NPC, it was even worse.
So, after the players jumped down, they didn’t rush to leave but waited below the dormitory room where the two hid, hoping to find a way to catch them.
However, after waiting for almost half a minute, they didn’t see anyone jumping down. Instead, they witnessed the bodies entering the dormitory rooms.
The players’ hearts sank; those two were probably in grave danger.
Watching the bodies learning to climb over the glass windows, the players could only grit their teeth, give up on the two, and quickly run away.
***
Upon seeing the dormitory door being hit, Ruan Qing’s first reaction was also to jump out of the window.
This was a dormitory, and there were plenty of bedsheets; it wasn’t difficult to safely descend from the third floor.
However, for some unknown reason, there were far more things pounding on their dormitory door than on the other players’ side, leaving them with no time at all.
Seeing the dormitory door about to collapse, Qi Muran stepped on a chair, climbed onto the bed, and smoothly extended his hand towards Ruan Qing.
Ruan Qing looked at Qi Muran, somewhat puzzled. Wasn’t getting on the bed just waiting to die? Was he gambling that those things couldn’t climb onto the bed?
Qi Muran saw Ruan Qing stunned, lowered his voice, and urged, “Give me your hand, quickly!”
Ruan Qing, hearing the knocking on the door, blinked his eyelashes twice, and eventually stepped on a stool, grabbing Qi Muran’s hand.
When Ruan Qing placed his hand in Qi Muran’s, Qi Muran tightened his grip and effortlessly pulled Ruan Qing onto the bed. Then, he pushed Ruan Qing down onto the bed.
The audience in the live stream was astonished when Qi Muran easily pulled someone onto the bed.
[??? When did God Mu get this strength? This pull is too effortless! And when he flipped over just now, it was so easy. He doesn’t seem like someone with weak physical abilities.]
[Indeed, if I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn’t believe that God Mu could look so handsome. Could it be that the beautiful classmate is too light?]
[Even if he’s light, he can’t be that light. Last time, God Mu couldn’t lift a seven or eight-year-old kid, still had to drag him along. The weight of the beautiful classmate can’t be lighter than a seven or eight-year-old kid.]
[Maybe God Mu was pretending before? He’s not the type to pretend to be weak and let others protect him. I guess he strengthened his physique with points or used some item.]
The audience in the live stream generally agreed with this view, since God Mu wasn’t the kind to hide behind others like a damsel in distress. He often risked his own safety to save other players.
Some audiences, however, felt something was off. Qi Muran did save people, but besides this time, how many times did he genuinely put his life at risk?
Moreover, when he intervened to save someone and ended up in danger, it was typically other players who came to his rescue. Ultimately, it raised questions about whether he was genuinely the one saving people or if the true savior was someone else.
But the players he saved were grateful, even devotedly protecting him.
A few viewers found this disturbing.
However, after those viewers voiced their speculation, the barrage of comments from other viewers overwhelmed them, and no one really paid attention to what they had said.
Qi Muran was unaware of the audience’s suspicion. He looked at the person under him and placed his index finger on Ruan Qing’s lips, signaling him to be quiet.
Because Qi Muran had slightly propped up his body, it wasn’t entirely pressing down on Ruan Qing. The two of them barely had any physical contact.
But Ruan Qing still felt somewhat uncomfortable and slightly turned his head to the side.
With a loud bang, the dormitory door was knocked open.
The terrifying sound of footsteps continued, even mixed with the faint rustling of crawling.
It was as if a corpse, with broken legs, was crawling down the corridor, sending shivers down one’s spine.
Ruan Qing couldn’t care less about his discomfort anymore. He subconsciously tightened his grip on Qi Muran’s clothes, his face turning several shades paler, looking extremely uneasy.
However, he dared not make a sound; he even held his breath, fearing that whatever was below might notice him.
Ruan Qing’s attention was fully on those things, completely oblivious to Qi Muran’s expression.
A faint fragrance of orchids lingered in the air as Qi Muran, with an inscrutable expression, looked down at the person lying obediently beneath him.
Because the young man slightly turned his head, revealing a smooth and fair neck, with skin as delicate as porcelain, it tempted one to leave some ambiguous marks on it.
Moreover, there was a hint of blush at the corners of the young man’s eyes, and his beautiful eyes were filled with unease and fear, adding a touch of fragile beauty. It made him appear even more pitiful.
Yet, this appearance did not evoke pity, but rather stirred up a man’s desire to dominate, wanting to press him down and bully him fiercely.
To make his face flush, rendering him speechless, only able to produce sounds that made one’s heart race.
Qi Muran’s hand supporting the bed loosened slightly, his body sinking a bit, directly touching Ruan Qing.
Before Ruan Qing could react, Qi Muran forcefully propped himself up with his hands, then smiled somewhat awkwardly at Ruan Qing.
As if he had been supporting himself for too long and just couldn’t hold on any longer.
But obviously, he didn’t want to offend Ruan Qing, so he made an effort to support himself again.
Gentlemanly and considerate.
If one didn’t know his true nature, it would be easy to develop a liking for him.
If Qi Muran could persist in supporting himself like this until the end, it would prove that his previous speculation might be wrong, that he was simply a good person who had disguised himself for some reason.
If...
Before Ruan Qing could finish analyzing in his mind, he felt the weight of another person on him, causing his breath to hitch.
Ruan Qing froze and looked at the man whose handsome face was flushed, as if he was a little embarrassed because he couldn’t support himself, and fell directly into silence.
