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Chapter 781: 780. Already died once_1

Zhou Changqing heard their words and imdiately stood up.

“No, we can’t go to the church, we’ll die,”

he said decisively.

“Why?”

Jas had been busy grilling and hadn’t heard Zhou Changqing’s conversation with Lu Ban; now, he asked with confusion.

“Because I just died once.”

Zhou Changqing blurted out, but as soon as he did, he saw the others, except for Lu Ban, looking at him with a strange gaze.

This feeling was like raising my hand during Monday morning’s reading session to ask for quiet so I could say sothing and blurting out I’m an **** once everyone looked my way.

“Are you alright?”

Jas asked, glancing at Zhou Changqing’s front side, where there were no beer cans— he didn’t seem drunk.

“Uh, I an, I was just caught up in the church and almost died; it’s very dangerous, you shouldn’t go there,”

Zhou Changqing imdiately corrected his statent.

“Indeed,”

Wes nodded in agreent, his arm still bearing those dark marks; he also didn’t want to be captured by those eerie townsfolk again.

“Let’s just leave; get out of here. This city gives

the creeps, it’s really unsettling,”

Valeria, Jas’s girlfriend, said, looking up at the night sky. The stars were clearly visible, but they made her feel sowhat alienated. Of course, she wasn’t an astronomy enthusiast and couldn’t discern what constellations those dizzying stars belonged to.

For her, ignorance was bliss.

If Miss Valeria were very clear about the positions of the stars, she would surely be experiencing a collapse in her cognition right now, staring at this expanse of sky.

Because Lu Ban had discerned that these stars were different from those seen from Earth, they were part of a sky belonging to the Foreign Domain.

As to whether this place had been transford by the Foreign Domain, shifted by so Indescribable great existence to an unknown space, or if the gaze of the Evil Gods had contaminated the stars, Lu Ban wasn’t too sure.

“Leave? But we haven’t finished shooting our film,”

Jas retorted, seemingly reluctant to depart. The young man picked up a piece of steak that was one-third done and stuffed it into his mouth, the bloody juice flowing from the corner of his lips, looking quite ferocious.

“I don’t care. I don’t like it here; I want to go ho—I’m heading to the bus station, the train station,”

Valeria stood up, very firm in her decision, and then asked,

“Scott, where is Miskatonic’s bus station?”

Scott was taken aback; he genuinely didn’t know if the city even had such a thing.

He rembered that there were no railways, no intercity buses, only personal cars to travel to and from.

Conveying his knowledge to Valeria as it was, the blonde beca sowhat hysterical.

“Damn it, this godforsaken place, I knew we shouldn’t have co. I should be on the beaches of Florida soaking up the sun, not wasting my life in this damp hellhole!”

Valeria’s emotions suddenly erupted, leaving Zhou Changqing, who was unaware of the specifics, very confused.

Why had these college students suddenly started arguing?

“Stop it. Let’s just finish the movie properly. This is a big city; nothing will go wrong. Otherwise, we’ll look for a nearby police station and ask the officers,”

Talia tried to calm her classmates, taking a sip of beer as if she was enjoying the mont.

“I’m going to find the police,”

Valeria called out, ignoring her friends’ calls, picked up her phone, put on her coat, and headed deeper into the street.

Jas called out a few tis, but his girlfriend didn’t look back.

Seeing this, Zhou Changqing was utterly baffled.

“Isn’t this just asking for trouble?”

He whispered to Lu Ban.

In horror-thed works, those who leave the group because of an argunt, or want to go ho earlier, are definitely the first to be ‘boxed lunch.'”

Zhou Changqing’s task was to assist in the film shooting; if these people died, the task could not be completed.

“Take the cara and go record everything,”

Lu Ban directly handed a cara to Zhou Changqing.

“Rember, don’t stop the cara, no matter what happens.”

“Huh?”

Zhou Changqing looked at the cara in his hand, puzzled.

But since it was a task given to him by Lu Ban, he had no reason to refuse.

He picked up the cara and followed Valeria.

“Miss, miss.”

Zhou Changqing jogged to catch up to Valeria, greeted her, and turned on the cara in his hand.

“It’s dangerous to be alone at night, I’ll accompany you to the police station.”

He found a very legitimate reason.

Valeria looked the man up and down, he didn’t seem like a bad person.

“What are you filming?”

However, the cara that he was holding up still made Valeria feel uncomfortable.

“…This is for legal recording, in case there’s sothing wrong with the police here, we can record their enforcent process and sue them later!”

Zhou Changqing ca up with a reason on the spot.

Valeria tentatively agreed, and the two walked along the road which was deserted, cold and quiet, with only the houses around flickering with light, illuminating the street.

Zhou Changqing noticed that behind the windows of those houses, one could vaguely see silhouettes. These figures stood by the windows, peering through the gaps in the curtains onto the street, staring at him and Valeria.

Those gazes were wary, fearful, and disgusted.

Zhou Changqing didn’t know if suddenly several n might burst from the houses nearby and seize Valeria for a sacrifice; he kept filming Valeria’s figure as he followed her.

Whether by luck or misfortune, they quickly found the Miskatonic Police Departnt.

The police station was lit up, appearing to be in normal operation.

Valeria entered through the large doors.

Zhou Changqing was cautious.

He noticed sothing strange about the police badge hanging at the entrance.

Upon closer inspection, the badge that should have featured the high tower and shining sun of the Massachusetts state emblem now depicted a mass of tentacles, which looked similar to the Saintess image Zhou Changqing had seen before, but it was more abstract with a sinister texture.

A bad premonition surged in his heart, and he tried to stop Valeria but found that she had already entered the building.

Zhou Changqing had no choice but to carry the portable cara and follow her in.

“Is anyone here?”

The police station was well-lit, but there was no one inside.

Valeria stood in the eerily empty hall and called out twice, receiving no response.

Zhou Changqing fild this scene, an eerie feeling rising within him.

He turned the cara toward other areas of the police station – the reception desk, the duty post, the waiting benches, and the walls of the corridor plastered with various posters.

Suddenly, through the cara, Zhou Changqing spotted a woman sitting at the front desk.

The woman was clad in a police uniform, her complexion pale, seemingly in fear of sothing.

He looked up toward that spot.

But in Zhou Changqing’s field of vision, there was nothing there.

No one, not a single person.

He quickly looked down to confirm what was in the cara lens.

In the lens, the woman seed to notice Zhou Changqing’s cara, she looked over, then curled up in terror, her eyes fixed directly on Zhou Changqing.

Or rather, on sothing behind Zhou Changqing.

Whirling around, Zhou Changqing found nothing behind him; there was only the entrance door of the police station.

“…Could it be that ‘don’t stop the cara’ ans…”

A chill ran through him, and an uncontrollable curiosity prompted him to turn the cara back again.

Toward the place where the woman was staring in horror.