CHAPTER 316: CHAPTER 118: "THE 2ND NIGHT" (8000 WORDS)_3

He feebly waved his arm, but was immediately grabbed by the zombie monster, and then dragged on the ground like that, blood flowing and leaving a trail of blood on the floor...

The person was dragged away, towards the other end of the corridor.

A few steps later, due to the angle, Chen Yan could no longer see the figures of those two guys through the cat’s eye while standing behind the door.

Even though the door was shut, he could still hear the voice of the warrior armored guest, who seemed to be constantly pleading for something...

Eventually, silence prevailed.

Chen Yan exhaled and gently touched his own face.

There was a bit of sweat on his forehead.

Though his heart was tense, his face had already calmed down.

Then Chen Yan returned to his room, sat back on the bed, began to meditate and calm his mind, and started to ponder.

The warrior armored guest’s strength was not weak!

During the banquet earlier, when he slashed towards the hall wall with a blade, the burst of Primordial Qi had already surpassed the Guiyuan Realm level.

In terms of cultivation, he was not weaker than Chu Keqing.

Moreover, his sword skill, which could produce blade glows, was obviously a formidable technique.

But he was so easily killed by the zombie monster.

And the zombie monster seemed to have some special ability to be immune to damage?

Yes, immune to physical damage!

It had clearly been cut off one of its hands, yet it managed to reattach it?

Possibly related to the dark energy around its body?

Chen Yan carefully recalled every detail of the scene he just witnessed, not missing a single step, trying to extract any valuable information from it.

Hmm, and also!

The zombie monster first came to knock on his door!

It crawled on the door and peeked into the room through the cat’s eye to first determine if the person inside the room was looking out through the cat’s eye!

Like himself, it discovered that he was using the cat’s eye to look at it, knew that he had seen it, and realized it couldn’t fool him, so it abandoned his room and chose the warrior armored guest from the room diagonally opposite.

The strength of this zombie monster was quite mysterious. It couldn’t be definitively said to be overwhelmingly powerful.

But it was certainly quite formidable.

That being said...

The rule announced by the waiter puppet was effective.

During the day, it couldn’t break into the guest’s room!

During the day, as long as the door wasn’t opened, it was safe!

So...

"During the trial, no matter what, never open the door!! No matter who calls from outside, never open the door!!"

Chen Yan secretly made up his mind.

Sitting on the bed, to calm his mind, Chen Yan began to transport Primordial Qi.

There was Primordial Qi in this secret realm, but Chen Yan didn’t dare to inhale it!

Who knows if the Primordial Qi in this secret realm is peculiar? This place is also filled with Aura of Misfortune and deathly energy, so Chen Yan didn’t plan to inhale the Primordial Qi here.

Fortunately, he had some reserve.

The Ink Spirit Crystal he handed over to the little girl, he still had some left, and during the past few days, he transported some Primordial Qi into it daily.

Now there was one Ink Spirit Crystal in his hand, which had been infused with a lot of Primordial Qi—not yet filled, which is why he didn’t leave it for the little girl before traveling abroad.

Chen Yan took the Ink Spirit Crystal from the alchemy furnace and grasped it in his hand, absorbing the Primordial Qi from it, practicing the Primordial Qi Transport Technique.

Primordial Qi washed over his body, slowly circulating, gradually recovering the lost Primordial Qi from the thrilling experiences last night and restoring much of his originally fatigued spirit.

Chen Yan dared not get too entranced in transporting Primordial Qi, always maintaining his focus, meditating and practicing for two to three circulations.

He opened his eyes and looked at the hourglass on the table at home.

The fine sand in the hourglass was still slowly flowing, but there wasn’t much left.

From the remaining sand, Chen Yan judged there should be about an hour left.

He immediately got up and took some food and water from the alchemy furnace.

The food was just some snacks, brought from home in China; a few pieces of chocolate, wafer biscuits, and several egg yolk pies.

The water was several bottles of mineral water.

With the mineral water, Chen Yan ate a piece of chocolate and a pack of biscuits, temporarily filling his stomach.

Then he did another thing.

He dismantled the table in the room!

He took down one wooden table leg and swung it in his hand a couple of times.

Well, it was barely handy.

But this reminded Chen Yan to prepare a couple of weapons in the alchemy furnace’s reserve items in the future!

Though he didn’t know any martial arts and couldn’t use swords or knives, preparing two iron rods would be better than being empty-handed.

Since he regarded the alchemy furnace as storage equipment, he had to thoughtfully consider the items stored inside it in the future.

Medicines, armor, weapons, emergency food, clothes—all these should be considered.

Noting these things in his mind, Chen Yan started making other preparations.

He pulled over the bedsheet and began tearing it apart!

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Finally, the sky outside darkened again.

Chen Yan stood by the bed, watching the thick mist outside the courtyard, the visibility gradually decreasing.

As the last ray of light finally disappeared, Chen Yan glanced at the table with only three legs left, barely standing—the hourglass on the table had its last strip of sand flowing out!

Night fell!

The second night trial began!