Her Talent for Courting Death Has Always Been Impressive - Chapter 41 Part 1

Chapter 41: I’m Not Freeloading, Okay!

From the moment he wrote down the first annotation, Pu Han had been laughing.

Laughing so hard his shoulders shook uncontrollably, unable to stop.

“I understand better now why you value that girl so much. Well done, she’s talented,” he said to Feifei while laughing, his pen tip making a few strokes on the rules paper in front of him, adding another annotation.

He didn’t know what mindset the pen was in now, but he was very happy, extremely happy.

“You, you knew all along, the pen’s true level?” he asked, putting down the pen and turning his head to continue investigating the secret room they were in. Feifei paused for a moment, then raised one finger and shook it gently.

As expected—Pu Han sighed inwardly.

Although the current Feifei still retained her precognition ability, what she could actually foresee was limited and had a great deal of randomness. For example, when she told Xu Turan to get something with an omniscient tendency—this didn’t mean she actually knew what that thing was, she could just sense that it would bring good things.

And it was “good things” by her definition.

“An abomination with omniscient tendency at Radiance level or above?” Pu Han narrowed his eyes slightly, “The only one on record seems to be that…”

The “Omniscient God” that once stirred up trouble abroad with a large number of followers, was later captured across the ocean, and then released by that traitor five years ago, its whereabouts now unknown.

Of course, Omniscient God was the name it gave itself. These abominations, once they reach a high level, particularly like to call themselves gods and such. Pu Han estimated that this should be of a similar nature to how the monsters in “Journey to the West” like to occupy a mountain and call themselves kings.

In Pu Han’s memory, that abomination had no physical form, but after being contained, it was forcibly locked onto some object… However, at that time Pu Han’s level was still low, and he didn’t have the qualification to know the details. By the time he was promoted to Radiance level, the relevant data and those who knew about it had been mostly destroyed, and this matter became a secret without an answer.

If it really is that one, then we’ve really hit the jackpot this time—two abominations, one Radiance level, one at least Radiance level, if this gets out, it’s enough for them to form a group and become a training case study.

The super negative kind.

Pu Han thought with a poker face, noticing from the corner of his eye that the text on the rules paper had refreshed again, so he leaned over, scanned it once, and casually circled a few things.

…What’s the big deal about a Radiance level abomination?

Even if it’s Star level, what needs to be changed still needs to be changed! Hmph!

Come to think of it, that Planchette Pen seemed to be a bit dishonest, but after being half-coaxed and half-forced to grind out several versions of the plan, it actually came up with two seemingly feasible ones.

One was to use the sealing box brought by Yang Buqi—this box itself could deal with Radiance level abominations, but it needed the assistance of other powers of the same high level.

The Planchette Pen’s suggestion was to unseal it, then contribute its own power to help them seal Haunted House No. 71 together.

It’s worth mentioning that if the box wanted to seal a Radiance level abomination, besides an operator of the same level, it would also need the assistance of at least one Radiance level, or multiple Pyre/Torch level powers.

The fact that the pen could straightforwardly state it could handle it alone shows that its mind was already quite unclear, even forgetting to pretend to be Pyre level.

The second plan was actually similar to their previous guess—to find a way out through the chaotic time-space fragments within the domain.

But the path given by the Planchette Pen was clearer.

According to it, those flashing fragments of the past were originally Haunted House No. 71’s means of bewitching people, illusions used to drive people mad. However, when the domain was operating normally, the displayed fragments were all carefully designed to lure people in step by step; now, due to the domain master’s confusion, these fragments have become completely disordered, and even past events that the domain master wanted to conceal might appear.

【In the history of Haunted House No. 71, there have been people who escaped.】 The Planchette Pen wrote with difficulty, 【In this domain, the boundary between reality and illusion blurs, and the areas of the present and the past overlap…】

But the concept of “escape” is unique.

If they could find those survivors in the scattered past and follow them to escape together, they could naturally leave this “domain”.

…Of course, the Planchette Pen once again emphasized in this plan that finding such fragments would not be easy, and as a friendly abomination with an omniscient tendency, it would do its duty, guaranteeing escape and success if unsealed, buy one get three free.

However, no one paid much attention to it.

It was thanks to the rules paper being able to be used as a cloud document, and with Yang Buqi and the equally omniscient Pu Han constantly following up and controlling, that they were able to pick out the traps buried by the Planchette Pen in the plans one by one, and come up with these two relatively decent methods.

In this process, the rules paper continuously absorbed the content they wrote on it, and the corresponding escape rules were updated version after version. Finally, for some unknown stance, it quietly added a line at the bottom of the latest version 【Please respect others’ labor results】.

…God knows, the Planchette Pen almost burst into tears when it saw this line.

Indeed, only tools can understand tools.

Before it could finish lamenting, text appeared on the rules paper again.

【Alright, it seems to have taken shape for now.】

The Planchette Pen’s heart relaxed.

【But the part about [past fragments] seems like it could be expanded upon by combining with version 2.】

Planchette Pen: …

It froze for a moment, then started writing again with curses and complaints, its pen tip tapping on the door panel through the rules paper, making pap-pap sounds.

Xu Turan, who was busy by the door, was annoyed by the noise and glared at it impatiently, knocking on the door panel to signal it to maintain a proper work attitude, then bent down and continued moving her candles.

—Yes, at this moment, Xu Turan was moving candles.

While the Planchette Pen was seriously writing and revising plans, Xu Turan hadn’t been idle either, constantly moving back and forth between the two rooms, searching for clues to leave. After searching everywhere to no avail, she focused her attention on the few corpses in the ritual room.

Now, only those corpses remained unchecked by her.

Those corpses were supported by invisible water currents, floating back and forth in the upper space of the room, quite a distance from Xu Turan. She lacked tools that could directly reach them, so she pondered how to make them come down on their own.