Chapter 274: Chapter 250: Red Coffin (Part 3) (4400 words)_2
To be honest, from the mont I entered the room, saw the Red Coffin, and witnessed a series of inexplicable strangenesses, I haven’t quite understood what the purpose of this coffin is, where its Obsession lies, or how to dispel it.
At first, Yan Junze thought that preventing the coffin from being opened and engaging in a dialogue might reveal a flaw to resolve the Oppression. But now it seed that entering the coffin might be necessary.
Indeed, as soon as he stepped into the coffin, a familiar ssage popped into his mind.
[A new branch mission triggered by the Red Coffin.]
After entering Mo Family Village, Yan Junze knew from the mont he detected the [Red Coffin] mission that there was a branch mission associated with it.
However, he hadn’t expected that entering the coffin was necessary to trigger the branch mission.
Looking closely, this was a new mission brief.
[Mission Na: Whispers;
Mission Level: Hair-raising (Low);
Mission Background: It couldn’t rember how long it had been devoured by this Red Coffin, and it was very lonely, yet unable to leave this place. For hundreds of years, it couldn’t communicate with anyone, and it needed soone to talk to it, even if just a few whispers;
Mission Statent: Let it know that it was not actually alone;
Mission Reward: 1000 Different Dinsion Energy points;
Mission Penalty: Accompany it in the coffin forever;
Mission Tips: 1, The Evil Spirit cannot be locked down; 2, Not everything it says can be trusted; 3, It dislikes places with light;]
Note: Perhaps it knows the secret of this Red Coffin.]
The ssage appeared quickly, and just as Yan Junze was squeezing himself into the coffin and had seen the ssage, he released his hand that had been gripping the edge of the coffin.
As he had previously thought, the coffin seed to be only half the size of a regular one from the outside, but the interior space was completely unpredictable.
After Yan Junze entered the coffin, his feet extended downward until, when he almost thought he was going to fall, his feet finally touched sothing solid, as if standing on a single piece of black wood.
He let go with his hands, put the already switched off flashlight into his pants pocket, and everything before his eyes beca pitch black, rendering him unable to see anything.
He waited a few seconds, and there was deathly silence all around.
Yan Junze began to reach out and touch around.
At this mont, he was standing, but his whole body was still entirely within the coffin, indicating the genuinely peculiar space inside the coffin, roughly similar to what Yan Junze had speculated.
After feeling around for a mont, he quickly confird that the interior space appeared not very large, structured like a rectangular body, just tall in its dinsion.
And this rectangle looked like the normal size inside a coffin, only slightly more spacious, allowing Yan Junze at this mont to lie down with his arms and legs fully stretched out.
The introduction to the [Whispers] mission required a little chat with “it,” which ant keeping it company and alleviating its problem of not having been able to communicate with anyone for a long ti.
With that thought, Yan Junze simply lay down, ready to deal with the other party in this manner, since if the person were lying down, this form of communication would put less pressure on them, which is conducive to completing the mission.
Not long after he lay down, there were indeed movents around him.
A crawling sound was approaching from not too far away.
Yan Junze was sowhat puzzled; he had felt around earlier, and the actual space around was very small, but the sound made it seem as though there was so distance for whatever was crawling to cover, and he didn’t know where it was crawling from.
Although he had questions in his mind, Yan Junze didn’t move, but lay there quietly, waiting.
The sound of crawling grew nearer, and in less than a minute, a bone-chilling breath approached him from the left side of his body.
The cold aura coming from this body was so strong that it reminded Yan Junze of the first ti he approached the Back-faced Woman.
This convinced him that if this entity could leave the Red Coffin, it would definitely be on the level of the Back-faced Woman.
After the person approached, they didn’t touch Yan Junze; he estimated that there was about a finger’s width of distance between them.
This distance was very close, yet the other party remained still, simply motionless and radiating an intolerably cold and piercing aura.
Yan Junze didn’t see it fit to speak first, the mission tips suggested speaking in whispers, but he didn’t know what to say, the content, or the extent he could go, so he remained silent, waiting for the other party to speak first.
anwhile, he also kept an eye on the ti, as spending too long inside the coffin without resolving its strangeness could pose a danger to Zhang Xiaomo outside.
The person beside him kept silent, as if asleep.
Yan Junze resisted the urge to turn on his flashlight and shine it at the other; he knew from the mission tips that the entity disliked light and should not be directly illuminated.
No matter what, even if this creature looked extrely horrific, now he couldn’t see it, so Yan Junze ignored it.
However, the ti he had was limited; he couldn’t afford to waste as much ti with the strangeness as he had done in past missions.
After waiting for a while longer, with no movent from the other side, Yan Junze couldn’t hold back anymore and cleared his throat; the person next to him shifted slightly but remained silent.
Recalling that he needed to whisper with the entity, Yan Junze lowered his voice as much as possible and finally spoke, “Excuse … what should I call you?”
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