Volume 3: The Secret of the Door Chapter 6 Flaw!

In the dark night, a rabbit appeared in the sunflower field by the roadside.

It possesses all the characteristics of a rabbit as known to Goethe.

However, its size is as big as a medium-sized dog.

Moreover, the red eyes look like small light bulbs at night.

roar!

With a roar that a rabbit would never make, the rabbit pounced towards Goethe at an extremely fast speed, far exceeding the speed of an ordinary rabbit.

More importantly, when the rabbit pounced, Goethe's heart began to judge again.

Goethe raised his eyebrows.

Looking at the judgments that passed one by one, he gave up the idea of raising his leg to kick, and instead raised his hand to pull out the [Blood Blade] from the luggage bag.

clang!

Turning around, the scarlet blade swept across the rabbit's body with a trembling sound.

puff!

The rabbit's body flew forward several meters in the air, then split into two and fell to the ground.

But no blood flowed out, instead the body became much shriveled.

Buzz!

[Blood Slaughter Blade] emitted a pleasant hum.

【Bloodsucking】!

By consuming the blood of the slain, the sword holder's physical strength is restored, making the blade stronger and sharper. When the limit is reached, the [Blood Blade] can be upgraded.

Goethe naturally knew this.

But he never thought that killing a rabbit by [Blood Blade] would cause such a big reaction.

Looking at the dead rabbit on the ground.

Is this really a rabbit?

Goethe was full of doubts.

Then, he controlled the last [Blood Crow Spirit] and began to circle in the night sky.

He needed more clues.

He wanted to find the rabbit hole.

Wherever you go, there will be traces.

Goethe firmly believed in such words.

Especially for a rabbit of this size.

In fact, the [Blood Crow Spirit] quickly found the 'traces' left by the rabbit. Following these traces, Goethe controlled the third [Blood Crow Spirit] to move forward.

Soon, he passed through the sunflower field and came to a dead forest.

It is less than 10 meters away from the sunflower field, but compared with the vibrant sunflower field, this place is dead silent.

The originally towering tree is withered.

The ground is dry gravel.

But because of this, the traces on the ground are clearer.

With the help of the vision of the [Blood Raven Spirit], Goethe saw the end of the trace at a glance: a large tree that was also withered, but much taller and thicker than the other trees, to the extent that it required at least five people to hug it.

At the root of the tree, there is a tree hole.

This is where the rabbit trail begins.

[Spirit of Blood Crow] swooped down and drilled in.

Then, with the help of the eyes of the [Blood Crow Spirit], Goethe saw a backpack, tattered clothes, guns and other items.

“Is this the person who was eaten?”

Goethe's first reaction.

But Goethe immediately discovered something was wrong.

There were no bones in the tree hole.

There wasn't even a trace of bone residue.

Given the size of a rabbit, it is simply not capable of swallowing a whole person alive.

Moreover, even if it is 'eaten raw'.

You also need to defecate, right?

There was rabbit excrement on one side of the tree hole, but there were no human bones inside.

Really?

An idea came into Goethe's mind.

Immediately, Goethe took out his 'Pendulum'.

He was going to divine his own thoughts.

However, the 'pendulum' did not move at all.

Not only this question, there was no response to other questions either.

"The special environment has made the 'Pendulum' completely useless?"

Goethe guessed, and then, without any hesitation, he controlled the [Spirit of Blood Crow] to check the surroundings of the dead forest. After confirming that there was no danger, he picked up his backpack and walked towards the dead forest.

Compared to the 'Paradise Hotel' that made him feel a little uneasy and the 'Academy' that made him extremely uneasy, the lifeless dead forest made Goethe feel safer.

With the [Spirit of Blood Crow] as his eyes, Goethe avoided the special 'sunflowers' in the sunflower field along the way. When he stepped into the dead forest, he felt relieved.

It was like a huge rock pressing on my heart was removed.

I felt a lot more relaxed.

Goethe quickened his pace and went straight into the tree hole.

He did not use any lighting, but relied on his superhuman body and the faint light of the night to check the tree hole again.

The inside of the tree hole is extremely high.

Even when Goethe was standing, he did not need to bend down.

The torn clothes on the ground could no longer be distinguished.

The gun was a pistol that seemed very old-fashioned to Goethe, but the pistol itself was very new and well-maintained, with the magazine filled with bullets. Goethe picked up the pistol, removed the magazine and tried it, and found that the trigger was normal and could be easily pulled.

This pistol can undoubtedly be fired freely.

After turning on the safety, Goethe put the old-fashioned pistol into his waist.

His eyes moved.

Next to the old-fashioned pistol were three empty cans and a backpack.

There was no food in the cans anymore, they were just piled up there empty, without any packaging, just an aluminum can.

The backpack next to him was full.

The backpack on the ground is a double-shoulder backpack with a very clever manufacturing process. A layer of waterproof canvas covers the entire backpack. You only need to press the connecting buckle under the backpack, and the waterproof cloth will be automatically stored in the pocket on the upper layer of the backpack.

The exposed front of the backpack is made of a mixture of leather and cloth, which looks very wear-resistant and durable.

After Goethe unfastened the buckle on the top of the backpack, the contents of the backpack suddenly appeared in front of Goethe.

Canned food, sachets of water, compressed biscuits.

Goethe checked them one by one, and just like the previous cans, there were no words on them.

A total of 4 cans, 4 sachets of water and 8 packs of compressed biscuits.

Besides that, it is...

Dynamite!

In the lower part of the backpack where food and water were placed, sticks of explosives were neatly arranged, occupying most of the space in the backpack.

Goethe tore open a bag of compressed biscuits and smelled it. There was no strange smell, but it was full of the smell of oil, nuts and flour. He broke one of the pieces and threw it into his mouth.

hard.

But when Goethe chewed it, it was crispy.

The taste is slightly sweet.

In such an environment, it's pretty good.

However, the taste of the small bag of water is a bit hard to describe. It does feel like water when you drink it, but it does not taste like water. Instead, it feels a bit like diluted oil.

But it quenches thirst.

After drinking just one small bag, Goethe could feel that his water intake had been replenished several times.

"Special water?"

"The gun, and this backpack."

Goethe became more and more certain of his previous guess. He raised his hands and reached into the pockets on both sides of the backpack. When he took out the can just now, he could clearly feel that there was something inside.

In the left pocket was a small package wrapped in brown paper.

In the right pocket is a notebook.

When he opened the package, he found a map inside, which depicted the 'College', 'Paradise Hotel', a sunflower field, a dead forest, and a river on the other side of the sunflower field.

The description is very simple, without any text annotations.

But laptops are different.

It's written densely.

Goethe opens the first page -

I knew this mission wouldn't be that easy!

After going around in circles for so long, I still ended up in that damn place!

Why do those bastards keep insisting on that damn place?

Wouldn't it be fine to just let it stay there?

It won’t come out to harm us?

On the contrary, its graduates are always so outstanding!

Although its graduates, every one covets it!

I don't covet it, I fear it. I even started writing a diary because, according to the information I bought through special channels, this ghost place is very special. People who enter here should develop the habit of writing a diary, otherwise, you may not be able to leave smoothly.

…

"Is this the hell place?"

Goethe guessed and began to turn to the second page.

We managed to sneak into the "convoy". I have to say that the graduate was quite capable, but he was very mysterious. Apart from talking to another graduate, he didn't say a word to us.

How does the 'convoy' actually work?

Why are neither horses nor steam engines needed?

And why can it fly?

I was curious about this 'convoy', but no one would give me an answer.

…

Goethe continued to look through the following contents:

Today is the sixth day of the 'convoy' journey.

We're going to get to that damn place tomorrow.

I'm a little nervous.

The same goes for my fellow travelers, everyone gathered together and chatted.

This young guy James is actually engaged and plans to go back and get married after completing this mission.

Another graduate also joined in.

He told us a lot, for example, the graduate who I thought was very capable was not a graduate of this hellhole, but a guy who was "persuaded to quit".

It seems like some mistake was made.

I was a little curious, everyone was curious, but no one asked.

Everyone still understands some rules.

…

The 'convoy' passed through the fog, crossed a bridge, and we finally arrived at this damn place.

Then, after leaving the 'tour group', we split into two, led by the student who was persuaded to withdraw and the graduate respectively.

Unfortunately, I was assigned to the group of students who were advised to drop out.

But immediately, I felt lucky, because our team was not going to the 'College', but to the 'Heavenly Hotel', and I? I wasn't even one of the people who entered the hotel.

The student who was persuaded to withdraw and I stayed outside while James and another person checked in.

They will find out everything in the hotel and we will be responsible for their support.

…

all the best.

This mission was easier than expected.

…

Damn it, James was discovered when he went up to the third floor. He was dragged away by that Tom. The remaining companion denied that he was familiar with James, and the other party chose to believe him.

James should be finished.

When the other guy told me the news, his voice was crying. You couldn't imagine that a well-trained guy would become like this.

The student who was advised to withdraw stood up at this time.

He left me alone to provide support while he went into the hotel to try to save James.

…

James is back, crazy, talking nonsense all the time.

Another guy told me that he found the white ball and didn't hand it over.

The whereabouts of the students who were persuaded to withdraw are unknown.

…

Damn, why did James turn into a rabbit?!

besides!

Why did the other guy turn into a white hamster? !

…

I killed James. I was forced to do it.

The white hamster ran away and I didn't chase it.

I want to get out of here now.

I hope that the student who was persuaded to withdraw can come back.

…

The student who was persuaded to quit came back, safe and sound and in high spirits. He told me that he found a way to enter the third floor of the "inn", and then he was looking for another guy.

When he learned that the guy turned into a white hamster and escaped, the student who persuaded me to quit looked very scary and beat me severely.

I was unconscious.

When I woke up, the other person had left.

I thought I was going to be beaten to death.

Didn’t expect the other party to be so soft-hearted?

Who cares!

The 'convoy' is coming soon, I need to get the hell out of here.

…

The 'convoy' rejected me.

I clearly took out my notes and promised to pay ten times the previous price, but it still didn't work.

The leader of the 'team' just told me that even if I had the notes now, I would not be able to join the team.

Damn it!

Why not?

I am obviously the same!

…

I have been in a bad mental state these days. Every night, I hear inexplicable noises in my ears, some from James and some from my dead comrades.

I can’t stand it anymore!

…

I can't hold on any longer!

I'm going to blow up that hotel!

I've placed explosives outside the inn, enough to blow it up into the sky!

But nothing happened!

The dynamite didn't explode!

Instead, I became more and more abnormal!

I actually grew rabbit hair!

…

Damn , what on earth happened!

Why did I turn into a rabbit like James?

No!

I absolutely don't want that!

I want to save myself!

…

The student who was persuaded to quit appeared again.

He told me there was another way to turn me back into a human.

I feel like he is lying to me.

But I didn't have a choice.

I've tried to contact the other team, but have had no luck.

I'm on my own.

I chose to persuade the students to quit. I went to distract the hotel manager, and he sneaked into the third floor of the hotel.

There must be a way to turn me back into a human being!

…

The contents of the notebook ended here.

Goethe pondered in silence.

There is no doubt that this guy failed.

Turned into a rabbit.

It’s most likely the one he killed.

"Will you turn into a rabbit if you attack the 'inn'?"

"If you break the rules of the 'inn', you will become a rabbit!"

"besides……"

"The third floor of the hotel!"

Goethe flipped through the description of the third floor of the 'inn'.

"The white ball should be a way to safely enter the third floor of the hotel, but the person holding the white ball will turn into a hamster... Is it necessary to enter it within a short period of time?"

"What's on the third floor?"

"This guy has turned into a rabbit. Where is the student who was persuaded to quit?"

"What about the other team?"

Goethe sat there thinking.

Among them, the one who was persuaded to drop out and the one who graduated made Goethe most curious.

They undoubtedly know more.

However, there is a high probability that these two people are also finished.

But he did not gain nothing.

At least, he knew about the white ball and the white hamster!

With a thought, the third [Blood Crow Spirit] began to circle and search in the dead forest.

The white hamster should be very conspicuous in this dead forest, right?

Goethe thought with confidence in his eyes.