Quick Transmigration: Underdog Turns out to be Untouchable

When everyone arrived on the island, it was already twilight. After Tang Jinyi finished his analysis, everyone began to eat dinner, and then it was time to check into the hostel.

The hostel had a total of three floors, with about ten rooms in total. Players separated by gender; some shared a room, and there was enough space.

In this horror game, living alone feels far less secure than living with a group, so the willingness to share a room far outstripped the desire to live alone.

In the end, only a few chose to live alone, and after the players settled in, there were still a few rooms left unoccupied.

Miao Shuangshuang and Xiao Zhongjing chose two adjacent single rooms. Miao Shuangshuang lived alone, while Xiao Zhongjing shared with a male player.

Before going to sleep, Miao Shuangshuang gave Xiao Zhongjing two Guardian Talismans: “This hostel isn’t safe. If ghosts appear at night, you wouldn’t be able to fight them without weapons. Ghosts are skilled in Ghost Realm barriers. If you are drawn into a Ghost Realm and face danger, I might not know. This talisman is a Guardian Talisman; it guarantees three hours without attacks. Keep it to protect yourself. If you encounter a ghost attack, these two talismans will suffice until I sense something is wrong and find you.”

Xiao Zhongjing felt a little uneasy about living separately from Miao Shuangshuang, but he was too embarrassed to ask to share a room. He didn’t expect Miao Shuangshuang to be so considerate, providing him with protective items.

Xiao Zhongjing took the Guardian Talismans from Miao Shuangshuang with gratitude and said, “Thank you. I’ll make sure to return the favor in the future.”

“We are teammates; it’s nothing. Go rest early. If anything happens, you’ll need strength to deal with it.”

After parting with Xiao Zhongjing, Miao Shuangshuang returned to her room, lay on the bed prepared for sleep. She was dressed in clothes and shoes to handle any sudden situations.

This way of sleeping makes it hard to rest well because it’s uncomfortable, but for safety, she had to bear the discomfort.

In the middle of the night, Miao Shuangshuang woke up feeling the urge. Yawning, she got up, took out her phone, turned on the flashlight, and headed out the door to the bathroom to resolve nature’s call.

When this hostel was built, who knows what the designers were thinking. None of the rooms have private facilities; for showering or bathroom use, you have to go to the hostel’s communal bath and toilet.

The bathroom lights were bright, and the entire bathroom was clean, the walls white, the lighting bright, not at all eerie.

Miao Shuangshuang didn’t think much about it, directly pushed open a stall door to solve her problem. But before she could unbuckle her belt, she noticed the bathroom light flicker, changing from bright white to dim yellow.

The white walls turned old, covered with water stains, and blood handprints began to appear one after another in the corners of the room.

Each blood handprint appeared accompanied by a ‘snap,’ as if someone was stamping them on one by one.

The blood dripped down from the four corners of the ceiling, quickly leaving streaks on the walls as they flowed.

Where Miao Shuangshuang stood, patches of black hair silently crept in through the door gap, spreading underneath her, with a strange foul odor permeating the space.

Miao Shuangshuang looked at all this expressionlessly. She had seen so much already; these bizarre scenes didn’t scare her. Besides, she was really frustrated now; the ghost made it impossible for her to use the toilet, which infuriated her!

Watching the hair pouring in through the door gap become more numerous and rise like snakes, seemingly aiming to attack Miao Shuangshuang’s face.

Finally unable to endure, Miao Shuangshuang reached out with her left hand and grabbed the black hair constantly flowing in. Her left hand, blessed by the Ghost Groom Zhou Liang, effortlessly grasped a large handful of hair.

Miao Shuangshuang’s left hand wrapped the hair around her wrist a few times, while her right hand took out a dagger from the weapon space. Her left hand pulled hard inward.

A female ghost’s head was pulled in like a piece of paper, flat, dragged in by Miao Shuangshuang through the stall door!

The female ghost only understood what was happening when she was pulled close to Miao Shuangshuang and saw her face-to-face.

She had been creating fear for Miao Shuangshuang, planning to harvest her prey bit by bit, enjoying the prey’s fear.

Who’d have thought her hair would suddenly be grabbed, a sharp pain in her scalp, and she’d be pulled face-to-face with her prey!

Miao Shuangshuang gritted her teeth and flashed a sinister smile at the ghost, causing the female ghost to shiver instinctively, sensing something bad was about to happen.

The next moment, the ghost’s premonition came true. A dagger appeared in Miao Shuangshuang’s hand, raised high and thrust down fiercely, piercing the ghost’s face, pinning her to the floor.

“Ah—”

A shrill ghostly wail erupted from the female ghost’s mouth, as black smoke billowed from the wound inflicted by the dagger on her face. Her body flailed desperately like a dehydrated fish.

But her lower half and hands were outside the stall door, unable to enter. Her head was pinned by Miao Shuangshuang’s dagger, unable to move.

Blood cascaded down the walls like a waterfall along with the ghost’s screams, pooling into a large puddle on the ground, quickly spreading to Miao Shuangshuang’s feet.

Miao Shuangshuang ignored it, her left hand firmly gripping the ghost’s hair. Seeing the ghost struggle in vain, she drew her dagger with her right hand, chopping at the ghost’s shoulder, skillfully dismantling her hands.

Miao Shuangshuang felt discomfort in her abdomen, her mood worsening, unable to resist cursing: “Do you ghosts find pleasure in disgusting people? Isn’t there anywhere else to haunt than this filthy bathroom? It’s incredibly unethical to make someone hold in their urge. You’re rebelling against heaven! Since you like it here, stay forever.”

Miao Shuangshuang angrily kicked open the stall door, wading through the pool of thick blood-water to drag the ghost out. She glanced around and spotted an old pipe.

Miao Shuangshuang approached and wrapped the ghost’s hair around the pipe, forcibly stretching the ghost’s body to noodle form and tied over ten dead knots.

After finishing, Miao Shuangshuang released the ghost’s hair. From the wound on the ghost’s forehead created by the dagger, Yin Qi continuously dissipated. Once it completely dissipated, the ghost would vanish.

Against such an Evil Ghost, who harmed countless people with a spirit full of bloody murderous aura, intending to take lives, Miao Shuangshuang showed no mercy, directly sending it to oblivion.

Just as Miao Shuangshuang turned, ready to continue resolving her problem, she heard a small gasp. Pausing her steps, she glared in the direction of the sound: “Who!”

“Uh, it’s me!”

With the voice appeared a person at the toilet entrance, wearing simple short sleeves and pants, a gentle face—it was He Qianyin.