He’s gone mad...
This was the first reaction in everyone’s mind upon hearing Bai Yanliang’s words.
Mirror? Reflection?
What kind of nonsense is this?
"Don’t believe it?" Bai Yanliang looked at everyone expressionlessly and said, "Let’s do an experint. Now, raise your dominant hand."
Swish—
Seven arms raised in response.
Although Bai Yanliang’s words were too crazy, his experint seed simple, so everyone raised their hands.
"Now, do you understand?"
Bai Yanliang glanced at the uniformly raised arms, his voice devoid of any emotion.
Among them, Du Shangjing’s face changed drastically because... among those who raised their hands except for Bai Yanliang, he was the only one who raised his right hand!
"How... could this be..."
Du Shangjing, who raised his left hand, murmured in disbelief, as if he had lost his soul.
The others weren’t much better off than him.
Because they knew clearly that they weren’t left-handed, yet when Bai Yanliang asked about their dominant hand, they instinctively raised their left hand.
"Why?" Bai Yanliang suddenly laughed, but there was a hint of resignation, a hint of helplessness in his smile: "Because we’re just their reflections in the mirror. For us, left hand is the right hand."
The room suddenly turned unusually silent.
But Du Shangjing now... suddenly felt a chill.
These familiar faces around him, could they possibly be people from the mirror?
No... are they really even people? Such existence, it’s more fitting to call them ghosts, isn’t it?
Especially that reflection of himself in the mirror, his expression changing madly, seemingly contemplating sothing dangerous.
"Can you tell us what happened in the real world?" A cold female voice erged from the corner.
Du Shangjing avoided Xu Zhifei’s gaze.
Even though she was just a reflection in the mirror, she still looked so eerie.
She was inquiring about herself, it seed these false reflections had been in the Mirror World from the beginning, encountering things completely different from the real world.
But... what Du Shangjing knew was extrely limited, just when he didn’t know how to begin, Bai Yanliang, who had been silent since just now, suddenly spoke:
"Let explain..."
Bai Yanliang concisely explained what had happened in the real world.
Qin Chuan died, Zhong Yi died, Su Jiexian died, Su Jieyi, Xu Zhifei, Bai Yanliang’s whereabouts were unknown.
The three, who learned of "their own" deaths, had vacant eyes, not knowing what to think.
At this mont, a rather faint door sound echoed from the end of the hallway staircase.
Everyone was at first startled, then imdiately recalled it...
The ghost has arrived.
The iron door was opened by it!
What now, what should we do now?
All eyes instinctively turned to Bai Yanliang.
Although... he claid he was just a reflection, a fake, but he seed indistinguishable from the real Bai Yanliang.
In fact, not only him, the personalities and thinking patterns of the others seed indistinguishable from their real selves.
But Bai Yanliang only silently watched the staircase without speaking.
And the real Du Shangjing, after hearing Bai Yanliang’s account earlier, also began to look unwell, as if he had realized sothing.
At this mont, a figure appeared at the stairs.
"What are you doing here on the third floor? Go back!"
Zhao Lanshan!
The person at the stairway, unbelievably, was the mad doctor in a white coat, Zhao Lanshan!
But no matter what, as long as it’s not the ghost, anything else is fine!
Just as the eight were preparing to obey him for now, returning to their wards, an abrupt change occurred.
As everyone gradually moved closer, they clearly saw the pair of lifeless, fish-like eyes of Zhao Lanshan, with densely packed small black dots appearing.
It looked disgusting, not like it was stained with sothing dirty, because those small black dots were actually moving slowly.
Next, in the terrifying gazes of everyone, the black dots on Zhao Lanshan’s eyes suddenly multiplied!
Dense black dots proliferated, filling Zhao Lanshan’s eyeball, until the entire socket in just a few breaths!
In a blink, his eyes had completely turned into a chilling black!
In the next mont, Zhao Lanshan’s eyeballs suddenly protruded, as if sothing squeezed them out of the socket.
anwhile, his entire body began to contort bizarrely.
The skin on his face undulated, and strange sounds arose from up and down his body, like... sothing writhing inside him.
The horror of witnessing this scene face to face was beyond description. Although Bai Yanliang voiced his conjecture, most people didn’t believe him, what with the notion of being re reflections?
It was simply being bewitched by the terrifying atmosphere.
They held onto the belief that they were themselves, so when confronted with this bizarre and terrifying scene, the indescribable grotesqueness sent shivers through them.
Suddenly!
Zhao Lanshan’s continuously twisting body collapsed without warning, as if suddenly boneless, slumping to the ground in a grotesque posture.
The event happened so abruptly that before everyone’s fear even had ti to subside, Zhao Lanshan was dead.
"What... what exactly is going on?" Qin Chuan’s voice was noticeably trembling.
The other Du Shangjing didn’t speak, but mustered the courage to check Zhao Lanshan’s breath.
Then, he forced himself to touch Zhao Lanshan’s pulse despite the fear.
"Dead..."
The other Du Shangjing said hoarsely.
But what puzzled him was the skin on Zhao Lanshan’s wrist was extrely cold, cold like... as if he had been dead for so ti.
Although he wasn’t a professional doctor, he knew this was highly abnormal, such a temperature couldn’t be possessed by soone who had just died.
But what more concerned everyone was whether Zhao Lanshan was a ghost?
He had opened the iron door between the second and third floors, he had co up.
Could he be the ghost seeking them all along?
But... if he truly were the ghost, he had already succeeded now.
He had trapped everyone on the third floor, how could he let slip such a pri opportunity by rely scaring them?
Therefore... he was human!
But Zhao Lanshan was just talking, how could he suddenly die so mysteriously?!
Could it be... the real ghost is nearby, making its move?
His brain was in excruciating pain as if he was about to collapse.
The clothes on Du Shangjing’s back were soaked in cold sweat.
Du Shangjing’s mind raced rapidly.
If Bai Yanliang was correct, and he was indeed in the mirror world, with those around being re reflections, then... he, Du Shangjing, was the only real person in this world.
But to the reflections in the mirror, what exactly was he?
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