"Tap... tap... tap..."
The crisp sound with a rhythmic pace comes from the darkness ahead, resembling the sound of high heels against tiles.
Xu Hao’s mind instantly flashes to Rule Four, his heart tightens.
He immediately stops, turns off the flashlight, and listens intently.
The sound, originating from the corridor, approaches him slowly and steadily.
A fierce glint flashes in Xu Hao’s eyes; instead of hiding, he tightens his fists.
His muscles tense up, ready to strike this so-called "nurse" head-on. Orıginal content can be found at ⓝovelFire.net
As a cadre of the Noah Organization, he’s faced numerous perilous situations.
Just an isolated monster; even if stronger than those patients, how strong can it be?
The footsteps suddenly halt at the corner.
Then, deathly silence envelopes everything.
Xu Hao holds his breath, his heart pounding like war drums.
In the next second, a tall figure silently slides out from the corner.
It’s a woman dressed in an old-fashioned nurse uniform with a nurse cap, possessing an unbelievably good figure.
Yet her face is covered with a bandage stained dark brown with blood, only revealing eyes that are dull gray.
Her right hand drags a rust-covered surgical knife.
The blade is a meter long, with a design too exaggerated to exist in reality.
The knife tip lightly traces over the tiles, like a signal of danger.
Xu Hao yells, his whole body lunges like a charging tiger, fist aiming at the "nurse’s" face.
But the "nurse" reacts astonishingly fast.
She simply tilts sideways, evading the forceful punch at an unbelievable angle.
Meanwhile, those dull gray eyes lock onto Xu Hao’s.
Xu Hao’s head feels like it’s been hammered hard, everything before him warps and spins.
Countless sharp whispers and screams rage in his ears.
Once inside Noah’s Laboratory, those cold instruments, struggling test subjects, the desperate eyes of companions...
Scenes he deliberately forgot flood his mind like a tide.
It’s a spiritual attack!
The severe headache and chaotic hallucinations lead Xu Hao’s movements to fatally stall.
In that instant, the "nurse" moves.
Her figure becomes a white blur, the surgical knife slicing a cold arc.
Xu Hao feels a chill across his chest, looks down.
A bone-deep wound stretches from his left shoulder to the right abdomen, blood gushes forth, staining his hospital gown.
The intense pain briefly snaps him out of the spiritual assault.
Looking at this bizarre woman, fear for the first time surges within him.
Unbeatable! This thing can’t be defeated by brute force alone!
Without hesitation, he turns and runs.
The "nurse" emits a shrill scream, vanishing like a phantom once more.
Xu Hao’s scalp tingles, his sense of danger spikes to the extreme.
Sensing imminent peril from behind, desperately, he pivots, using the metal flashlight as a shield before his chest.
With an ear-piercing clash of metal, the surgical knife brutally strikes the flashlight.
Immense force courses through his arm, making Xu Hao stagger back, numbing his hand.
The flashlight’s metal casing fractures deeply, nearly splitting in two.
Yet it withstands this fatal blow!
A rush of fear grips Xu Hao, not daring further combat; leveraging the impact, he continues his frantic run.
Just then, a sharp alarm blares again, echoing down the eerie corridor.
Overhead lights begin to flash wildly, making the already pounding-headed Xu Hao dizzier.
While running, he searches for a room to hide in.
Not far ahead, an iron door stands ajar.
"If you encounter the nurse, hide in a room. She only patrols the corridor!"
Those words from Little Bai analyzing the task echo in his mind like a lifeline.
Xu Hao unleashes his potential, sprinting with all his might towards the door, diving inside.
Rolling several times on the ground, he clambers up, despite the body’s protest of pain, slams the heavy iron door shut with a "bang."
As he grips the doorknob, turning the lock, a loud clang sounds.
The entire door suddenly bulges inward, nearly knocking him to the ground.
Xu Hao resolutely braces against the door, his heart thumping frantically in his chest, almost leaping out.
The pounding from outside resounds a few more times but then abruptly ceases.
Just as he breathes a sigh of relief, an unexpected sharp sound of metal grinding pierces his ears.
That rusty long knife pierces right through the thick iron door.
Its gleaming tip hovers in the air, the edge barely a centimeter from his nose.
The cold killing intent makes his hair stand on end!