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Chapter 070 Has The Host Ever Gone on a Date?

The intercom had been casually switched off by Xia Xinyan earlier, otherwise, if they had heard those words exchanged between them… she figured Ling Mo would be even more devastated.

However, the intercom wasn’t completely shut down; it was just muted. They could still hear other people’s voices. In this dungeon, the intercom couldn’t be fully disabled, likely to prevent players from missing important information due to accidental operations.

So after a while, the overweight guy and the others finally heard Ling Mo’s response: “We’re fine. Xinyan just took a picture of that ghost. Hao Nan, see if you find any new clues.”

Hearing his tone, the overweight guy sensed something was off: “Wait, Lao Ling, are you really okay? You aren’t possessed by a ghost, are you?”

Ling Mo’s calm, even eerily so, sounded like someone who had an absolute determination, as if he were looking down on the entire world. How should he put it… right, like a villain.

Ling Mo’s words gave him the vibe of a big bad guy about to turn the world upside down, throwing in a cliché line before pulling off some grand finale, like “Destruction, for rebirth.”

Very uncharacteristic.

The others probably didn’t know, but he, who had been with Ling Mo for three years in high school, definitely did. Ling Mo used to barely handle multiplayer horror games; now, in this real horror game, he was completely unfazed?

The overweight guy had reasons to suspect he was possessed.

“Yeah, I’m possessed,” Ling Mo’s tone unchanged. “The ghost possessing me is an S-rank, really loves chubby guys like you. Come over, and I can spin you like a top.”

“… Then it’s nothing to worry about.” The overweight guy cleared his throat. “Brother, I’ll say it again, your health is important. Don’t try to be a hero.”

“Got it, you take care too.” After saying that, Ling Mo turned to Xia Xinyan, grinning, “Don’t mind him, that guy is just sick.”

Xia Xinyan: “…”

She also felt that he might be possessed, what should she do?

This guy was acting a bit strange.

Why was he suddenly fearless?

Could it be her hug had some soothing effect?

【Indeed, one of the characteristics of a succubus—hugging can quickly put the other party in the right state for the following action.】

‘… Shut up.’

Though she had to concede that, something still felt off.

She suddenly realized, unexpectedly, that she was starting to struggle to understand Ling Mo.

Even when she tried to adopt Ling Mo’s perspective, the reactions she imagined for herself were way off from the current Ling Mo.

Could different environments really change a person this fast?

【Host, this system has a question.】

‘What?’

【Did the host ever date in the past life?】

‘…’

【So you have never.】

After a pause, without waiting for Xia Xinyan’s response, Tian Ji offered his suggestion again.

【Based on this system’s analysis, the thinking patterns of humans in love are almost entirely inconsistent with how they imagined they would think before being in love. It’s advised that the host doesn’t fully project their thoughts onto themselves, as it may blind the host to their own issues.】

Xia Xinyan paused.

At this moment, Hao Nan also found information about the photos she took: “Hey? Can you hear me? I found something, judging by the photos, this ghost should be the soul of a living person turned into a ghost, which eliminates several types of ghosts… So, there’s a way to try this. There were deaths in this house, two of those were women. You guys should check the places where those two women died; maybe there will be some findings.”

Ling Mo nodded: “Alright, give us the locations.”

“Uh, one’s right on the second floor and the other on the first. You can check the two places separately. Let me see…”

The target bedroom on the second floor was quite close to where Ling Mo and Xia Xinyan were, so they didn’t encounter any supernatural events on their way over, and entering the room was normal. The bedroom was big, nothing remarkable.

“We’re here,” Ling Mo shined the flashlight around the room and said, “Nothing here.”

“Hmm? There’s a newspaper on the bed?” Xia Xinyan moved to the bed and picked it up to glance at it; the rest of the paper was entirely blacked out, only leaving behind a news section that reported the death of a girl from a heart attack during her sleep.

Ling Mo approached to observe for a moment and speculated, “Died of a heart attack? Shouldn’t have much resentment then, right?”

Xia Xinyan was noncommittal: “The information in the game might not be true. It could be misleading; it’s best not to trust it easily.”

Hearing this, Ling Mo fell silent for a moment, then nodded: “Yeah, got it.”

Still lacking experience.

Still not enough.

I must learn quickly… faster so I can show my value.

This thought became increasingly intense in his mind.

Struggling to calm himself, Ling Mo opened the intercom: “What about Zhang Dari over there?”

“We just arrived, don’t rush,” the overweight guy’s voice quickly came through, “Would you believe it? This bedroom is quite big, luxurious even… Ah ah ah what the hell!”

The sudden scream silenced the entire communication channel, followed by frantic shouts from the overweight guy and someone named Wen—

“What the hell, the door is welded shut! Can’t get it open! That ghost must be in here!”

“What was the person who died in this room called?! It’s definitely her! Hurry, we need help!”

“Smash a window! Smash a window to get out!”

“Oh crap!! I saw her! She was right behind you just now!”

“Ah ah don’t scare me, dammit!”

…

Ling Mo immediately grabbed Xia Xinyan’s hand: “Let’s go! We need to help them!”

Xia Xinyan paused again.

At this point, she really couldn’t comprehend Ling Mo’s transformation.

Was he really this calm now, holding her hand?

Or was it just that the dungeon had influenced him to a point where he couldn’t think about such trivial details anymore?

She preferred to believe it was the latter—because Ling Mo’s quick transformation was truly something she was struggling to adapt to.

It felt like… was she being a bit hasty?

However, her thoughts were soon disrupted by what lay before her.

As Ling Mo led her out of the bedroom, the scene outside wasn’t a corridor, but… the kitchen.

“What’s going on?” Ling Mo frowned, looking around, then connected to the intercom, “Hao Nan, where are we right now?”

The intercom had positioning, and Hao Nan was using that to locate them and direct them, but now Hao Nan seemed confused: “Weren’t you in the bedroom? How did you suddenly end up in the kitchen on the first floor?”

Ling Mo took a step back into the bedroom with Xia Xinyan: “What about now?”

“… What the heck? Do you guys teleport?”

“No, now when we open the door, it’s the kitchen.” As Ling Mo spoke, he pulled out a copper coin, preparing for anything.

Xia Xinyan thought for a moment, reached out to close the door, waited two seconds, then opened it again.

And outside had turned into a dining room.

“Ghost wall,” Xia Xinyan speculated, “The space in this villa must have completely warped.”

Has the dungeon entered the next phase…