Black Tower followed his gaze and looked for three seconds.
...The length of your hair in the mirror is different. As he spoke, Qi Zhimu shielded Black Tower behind him.
As his words fell, the abnormality in the mirror immediately returned to normal.
The air suddenly became quiet.
It actually ran away?
Qi Zhimu was a little surprised. He was ready to take Black Tower and run at any moment, but the other party ran first. This... with such a close distance, he couldn't have been mistaken unless he was blind.
Black Tower was still staring at the mirror.
It was watching us just now?
Yes.
For how long?
Who knows? Maybe it was watching us from the moment we came in. In any case, we can't stay here long.
Qi Zhimu grabbed her hand and walked out.
As soon as they stepped out of the door of restroom number three, noisy footsteps came from the end of the corridor.
Several people in security uniforms hurried past. The sound from their walkie-talkies was unclear, but Qi Zhimu heard it clearly.
Restroom number three on the twelfth floor, yes, the one that was renovated...
Someone else is missing?
A female employee went in to touch up her makeup and didn't come out for a long time. Her colleague went to look for her and found she was gone!
Qi Zhimu looked back at the restroom door slowly closing automatically, and the security guards entering it.
Through the crack in the door, three mirrors quietly reflected empty stalls.
The commotion did not subside; instead, it intensified.
Qi Zhimu did not linger, leading Black Tower through the chaotic crowd and turning into the fire escape on the other side.
The door closed behind them, cutting off most of the noise.
The thirty-seventh,
Qi Zhimu didn't speak, still thinking about the person in the mirror.
It was really watching him, definitely not an illusion.
From the moment they stepped into this building, the ghost knew of their existence.
It just hadn't acted against them, it had been waiting.
Waiting for what?
Waiting for them to get closer to the truth?
Or waiting for them to gather certain things with their own hands?
Mr. Creditor,
Hmm?
Did you remember the number and layout of the spliced shapes of those three mirrors?
Qi Zhimu recalled for a moment: The one on the left had four pieces, the middle one six, and the right one... five?
Four, six, five. Black Tower repeated the three numbers. Added together, that's fifteen.
What about fifteen?
Black Tower pulled up the missing coordinates on the screen again, her fingertip tracing the dense string of floor and room numbers.
I'm thinking, if each special mirror is a subtle hint, then could the number of these fragments also be some kind of mark?
Qi Zhimu didn't understand, but he saw that Black Tower was still thinking and didn't interrupt.
A few seconds later, Black Tower shook her head again and closed the laptop screen.
Not enough samples, difficult to confirm if there's a special connection.
If you put it that way, I have a bold guess.
Tell me.
Until complete clues appear, the ghost most likely won't try to kill us, but will specifically target NPCs, serving as hints for us.
Qi Zhimu rested the back of his finger against his chin, lost in thought.
You have a movie series on Azure Star, if I'm not mistaken, called 'final destination'.
There's a pattern and sequence to when Death takes a life. This series has no physical ghosts, yet the horror atmosphere is not lacking at all.
Is it possible that the final level of this movie also drew inspiration from this model?
After all, think about it, we want to find information about the victims, and even investigate the scene, yet we haven't encountered any obstacles so far.
There are two possibilities: either our direction is wrong, so the ghost doesn't care and even enjoys watching us continue to be wrong.
Or our direction of action is correct, but the ghost is temporarily unable to act against us due to restrictions.
Just like in final destination, the death order of the people on Death's list is strictly regulated.
The difference is that in final destination, the order of death can be artificially interfered with, and there are even cases where Death kills the next person first.
But we have never interfered with the ghost killing NPCs, so it will kill some people in order to give us hints.
After listening to Qi Zhimu's lengthy explanation, Black Tower let out an approving hum.
Hmm... I didn't expect Mr. Creditor to not be stupid, and to think of so much.
What made you think I was one-track minded?
Your actions. You said you like to eat good brains, to 'replenish what's missing'.
Don't twist my words. Couldn't it be that I just want to become smarter?
But Mr. Creditor, I must remind you, bad movie directors don't necessarily think as much as you do.
Black Tower put forward a conjecture that silenced Qi Zhimu.
Looking at the design quality of the first four levels, you should realize that this is a fan-driven, traffic-heavy blockbuster designed to harvest fans.
Perhaps we don't need to think with the mindset of smart people; instead, guessing in the most melodramatic and clichéd direction might yield results?
Then what do you say we do next?
Black Tower: Wait, wait for more victims to appear, wait for the ghost to attack us for the first time.
Once the ghost attacks us, if no more people are harmed afterwards, it means all the hints have appeared.
But given that the first four levels all had specific ways to survive, Mr. Creditor's deduction is not impossible, unless the movie's ending is a 'ten deaths, no life' setting, but that would actually be simpler.
All things exist in balance, and Virtual Substance Lifeforms are no exception.
An invincible existence created only for slaughter, after becoming a Virtual Substance Lifeform, will instead possess weaknesses, and it all comes down to the battle power setting.
Since the ghost relies on a doppelganger for slaughter, it indicates that the prerequisites for survival can refer to the first level.
There must be a pattern.
I can't believe you're so relaxed. Qi Zhimu couldn't help but pinch her little face.
It was fair and tender, and felt much, much better than the cracked jade pendant on his body, whose origin he couldn't recall for the moment.
My life is tied to your hands, Mr. Creditor. Whether I'm relaxed or not won't change that fact.
When one knows their own ending, many inner fears are instead completely dispelled, so—
Speaking of which, Black Tower looked up, meeting Qi Zhimu's brown eyes that were not far from her own.
You cannot break your promise. You promised to eat me, so you must not let me die halfway.
Qi Zhimu blinked a few times, an expression of interest appearing on his face.
You mean, because you know being eaten by me is a predetermined future, this fact has become the pillar that overcomes all your fears? Is that what you mean?
Yes, you are now the pillar of my entire world.
Black Tower said, in the calmest tone, words that made Qi Zhimu's eyes slowly widen.
After a long while, the corners of his mouth subtly curved up by a few pixels.
Well said. Then, no matter the cost, I will definitely get you back to Azure Star to complete your mission, Black Tower.