Her Talent for Courting Death Has Always Been Impressive - Chapter 28 Part 2

“My fault.” Xu Turan apologized sincerely, half-covering, “My ability has the effect of making low-level non-humans dizzy. And based on past situations, it seems the more monsters, the better the effect…”

So on impulse, she used an instant camera to take a ton of photos, producing a huge number of female ghosts.

However, the actual consumption of female ghosts was far lower than the inventory. The remaining unused female ghosts started to go crazy on the spot, tearing at each other…

They could only trouble Su Sui’er to keep breaking up fights.

An Nai nodded, seeming to understand but not really, still wearing an expression of “my whole family is shocked”.

Weiwei thoughtfully looked at Yang Buqi’s chest. The pink backpack was still hanging there. The doll’s long black hair spilled out from both sides of the backpack, some softly falling to the ground, some taut and suspended in the air, extending out beyond the two doors.

This indicated that at this moment, there were still several female ghosts carrying their black threads and clues, moving forward relentlessly.

“Xiao Gao and the boss?” She looked at Su Sui’er.

“Mm. They’re the only ones who haven’t come yet.” Su Sui’er nodded, “So we plan to wait a bit longer.”

Xiao Gao was the one who was unfortunately injured not long after they entered. The boss was the team leader, and also the only “Torch” level in the whole team—besides him, among the people from Renxin Institute, only Teacher Yu and Weiwei were Lamp level. The rest were all Candle level. Even adding Yang Buqi, there were only three “Lamps”.

Teacher Yu was the ability user who possessed the marking ability. This skill, strictly speaking, should be called “lasso tool”—by connecting all the drawn marks, the current space could be selected and cut out. Creating a maze was just one of its uses, and its actual applications were much broader.

Including cutting out a VIP parent-child express lane for a certain attendant who had not yet appeared, heading straight to where her daughter was.

After he came to find them, Xu Turan had immediately communicated her ideas to him. Teacher Yu’s explanation was that creating a VIP express lane wasn’t a problem. But his skill must be charged by other ability users, and relying on just two or three Lamp levels to operate might not be reliable. The presence of a “Torch” level ability user was very important.

“Then we’ll just keep waiting.” Xu Turan was very open-minded about this, “We were going to wait for everyone to gather anyway. No rush, no rush.”

She wasn’t in a hurry, but someone always felt a bit uneasy.

An Nai took advantage of Weiwei going to talk to Su Sui’er and quietly approached Yang Buqi, who was concentrating on tying the female ghost’s hair.

“Hey, let me ask you something,” he said softly, “With you guys making such a big fuss, haven’t you thought about what if some monster follows and comes over, what then?”

“I asked her,” Yang Buqi said without looking up, “She said, if we can’t beat it, we’ll just run.”

In fact, since implementing the plan until now, there had indeed been a few small monsters that followed the black thread and came over—but since their levels weren’t high, they were easily dealt with.

Hearing this, An Nai widened his eyes in surprise.

…She?

He made no effort to hide his surprise: “So this whole thing wasn’t your idea?”

Yang Buqi’s level was higher and he had more experience in handling matters. At first, An Nai thought this crazy idea was his, at most utilizing that girl’s props and abilities—but from Yang Buqi’s words, that clearly wasn’t the case.

With their long working relationship, An Nai naturally wouldn’t think Yang Buqi was referring to Su Sui’er. His gaze naturally fell on Xu Turan—who was still discussing the construction of the “VIP parent-child channel” with Teacher Yu, nodding as she spoke, looking just like a student asking for advice on schoolwork.

An Nai was silent for a moment, confused: “Her level isn’t high, right?”

“Firefly level,” Yang Buqi said as he very skillfully started writing on another name card.

Although there’s only one level difference between Firefly and Candle, the resulting difference is obvious and huge. Based on his observation, Xu Turan couldn’t possibly be a Candle.

“A Firefly level dares to be this wild,” An Nai clicked his tongue, “You new recruits are something else.”

“She hasn’t even joined Ciji Institute yet,” Yang Buqi paused, then said, “Her methods are unorthodox, maybe she was taught by other teachers.”

“That doesn’t matter. I’ll ask her later. Renxin Institute hasn’t produced any promising new recruits this year—although the idea of running if we can’t win is a bit cowardly and reckless, it’s not a big problem.” An Nai instantly became interested.

Yang Buqi gave him a bland look, thought for a moment, and ultimately swallowed back his criticism of the other organization’s personnel work.

“Her exact words were, this room keeps changing, all it wants is to disperse the living and prevent us from grouping up. If that’s the case, as long as we can group up, we’ve won. Finding one ability user is breaking even, finding two is a huge profit,” Yang Buqi recited seriously, “Moreover, she planned escape routes from the very beginning, and specifically instructed to write precautions on the name cards… didn’t you see?”

“Precautions?” An Nai was stunned for a moment, then remembered, “You mean the thing on the back of the name cards?”

“‘If you notice the black thread suddenly shaking violently, please do not continue forward, and be sure to leave the current room quickly.'” Yang Buqi repeated the small text on the back of the name card expressionlessly, “She even considered the crisis you might encounter after a dangerous situation occurs. Specifically leaving this line was to increase your survival rate.”

If this counts as reckless, then your organization’s Xiao Zhang should be fired when he gets back.

Yang Buqi held back again and again, ultimately not saying the last sentence out loud. He stood up holding that backpack and started trying to lead the nearby female ghost out the door.

An Nai was left alone on the spot, frowning in confusion.

He didn’t know if it was his imagination. He felt that Yang Buqi just now seemed a bit angry.

Just then, the half-open door was pushed open again. Two figures appeared outside the door—one was a young man wearing a black hoodie, with a bandage wrapped around his foot that was seeping blood; the other was a tall, middle-aged man with dark skin and weathered features, supporting the young man’s arm over his own neck.

“Xiao Gao! Boss!” Su Sui’er immediately stood up, exclaiming in delight. Hearing this, the boss just nodded faintly, turned around and closed the door with Xiao Gao to verify their identities, then supported him to walk in.

“Who made that female ghost?” His first words upon entering were this, “Clever of her to think of it.”

Su Sui’er was overjoyed and was about to pull Xu Turan over when she suddenly heard Yang Buqi let out a low “Eh?”

Everyone looked over to see him standing by the door on the other side, looking down at the cloth doll in the backpack on his chest.

The doll’s hair was still growing endlessly outwards. One strand suddenly became extremely taut, and while taut, it was trembling slightly, as if something in a distant room was pulling on it forcefully.

Then, they saw the doll with its glass eyeballs suddenly open its mouth—

“Ah… Ah!”

“Ah!”

“Ah!”