Chapter 115: The Crying Mourner Supernatural Creature, Four Figures Lie in Wait
The most despairing thing in the world is knowing there’s a bomb about to explode right beside you.
And even more despairing? There’s no door to escape through!
At this moment, Ji Yan was cursing the Dragon Player while putting distance between himself and Chen Guang.
He tried to find a door, but all he felt was the cold, unyielding wall.
He attempted to break through the wall, only for a Warning Panel to flash before him:
"Warning! This operating room is a fixed mission location. External damage is prohibited!"
Clearly, this trap had been meticulously set.
Turning back, Ji Yan watched as Chen Guang’s breakdown deepened.
Visible blackening traces began spreading across his body.
Ji Yan pulled out his Hammer, scratched his head, and called out to the Blood-Stained Paper Figure: "Hey, Paper Figure Bro, care to lend a hand?"
The Blood-Stained Paper Figure peeked out from his hair, made a gesture asking what he wanted, then took one look at Chen Guang—now shrouded in swirling black Supernatural Aura—and instantly retreated back into Ji Yan’s hair, decisively going offline.
"..."
Chen Guang, trembling with his face buried in his hands, emitted an increasingly dense and terrifying Supernatural Aura.
His illness being incurable wasn’t what drove him to blackening.
The real trigger was the guilt of having killed his own wife and child with his own hands.
It was as if the very reason he clung to life had suddenly vanished before his eyes.
"Critical Warning! Patient 'Chen Guang' has suffered severe emotional trauma, triggering extreme blackening. All players must evacuate immediately."
The flashing red Warning Panel resembled a car radar blaring alerts as it neared collision.
Gripping his Hammer, Ji Yan stared at Chen Guang, who was now kneeling on the ground. Contrary to expectations, Chen Guang didn’t transform into some three-headed, six-armed monstrosity, nor did he launch a frenzied attack.
Instead, he clutched his head, forehead pressed to the floor, and began wailing in heartrending sobs.
This reaction caught Ji Yan off guard.
But soon, he realized something was wrong.
The cries reached his ears, inexplicably stirring something within him.
A strange, overwhelming grief took root in his heart.
His eyes stung. His nose twitched.
Before he knew it, Ji Yan’s fingers brushed his dampened eyelids.
He was crying.
Why was he crying?
His sharp mind quickly turned that confusion into dread.
These tears weren’t from emotion—they were the result of supernatural influence!
Then, blood trickled from his nose. A sharp pain throbbed in his skull, as if insects were gnawing at his brain. His body was suffering invisible damage.
He couldn’t let Chen Guang keep crying.
Those sobs could kill!
Bearing the agony, Ji Yan rushed forward, grabbing Chen Guang and trying to snap him out of it. But the man was too far gone, unresponsive to any interaction.
With no other choice, Ji Yan activated his Talent, [Omniscient Understanding].
After overusing it today and suffering physical deterioration, his condition had already hit rock bottom.
If not for the forced life support of his Supernatural Organs, he’d either be dead or unconscious by now.
"Congratulations, Player. You’ve triggered [Omniscient Understanding], successfully uncovering Hidden Information about the Supernatural Patient, Chen Guang."
"Supernatural Type: Crying Mourner Supernatural Creature."
"Supernatural Ability: When emotionally overwhelmed, the crying sound can severely harm players' bodies. First-stage harm includes bleeding from the seven orifices and headaches. Second-stage harm involves sensory collapse and organ rupture. Third-stage harm results in brain liquefaction and organ pulverization."
Ji Yan watched the devastation caused by the cries, his scalp tingling with fear.
This crying is so terrifying!
He wanted to take out the Sheepskin Scroll and use his Privilege to resolve the crisis.
But one of the conditions for activating the Sheepskin Scroll was that the target must be caught in a trap of lies or truths.
Right now, Chen Guang was completely immersed in grief—the Sheepskin Scroll simply wouldn’t work!
Kill Chen Guang with a Supernatural Artifact?
That approach felt too reckless, like courting death.
Ji Yan stared intently at Chen Guang, briefly pondering before enduring his deteriorating condition and triggering his Talent once more through touch.
His instinctive sixth sense told him the information couldn’t end here.
The Dragon Player and the others had interacted with Chen Guang.
There had to be more Hidden Information about them!
"Congratulations, player. You have successfully triggered the Talent [Omniscient Understanding] and obtained new Hidden Information."
"The rooster crows, the rat steals, the ox lifts its hoof, the snake lurks. They are all waiting for this goat to die so they can strip it of its two precious sheepskins."
"Though it seems like you coexist with the Supernatural Entity in the same room, the reality is still the same as the delivery room scenario. You, the targeted goat, already have the answer to deal with this, don’t you?"
Ji Yan quickly processed the second piece of Hidden Information he had obtained.
Half-kneeling, his condition deteriorating to the extreme, Ji Yan lowered his eyelids, but his eyes were as cold as an abyss.
These damn schemers!
You like playing mind games? Fine, I’ll play along!
Ji Yan stood up but couldn’t suppress a cough, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
The harm from the Supernatural crying had already progressed to the second stage.
Senses lost, organs ruptured.
Gritting his teeth, Ji Yan took out the Sheepskin Scroll, his fingers moving across the rough surface as blood trailed behind, writing a line of lies.
After finishing, Ji Yan’s expression twisted strangely, as if he had seen something, before he quickly put it away and stared nervously at Chen Guang.
Chen Guang remained lost in his sorrowful cries, which only grew more piercing. Seeing no reaction, Ji Yan’s face twisted in despair.
Weakly, he muttered in frustration, "Dammit! It’s useless… Even the Sheepskin Scroll won’t work!"
"Am I really going to die in this damn place this time? I refuse to accept this!"
With those words, Ji Yan’s body could no longer hold on, collapsing to the ground.
Under the erosion of the Supernatural crying, blood continued to seep from his seven orifices, and even his [Supernatural Organs] could no longer endure, rupturing one after another.
In the final moments of his fading Life, Ji Yan, his vision blurred with blood, struggled to take out a piece of Drawing Paper, using his last ounce of strength to tear it…
Making one last desperate struggle, Ji Yan’s head slumped, and he lay in a pool of blood, his Life extinguished.
Meanwhile, Chen Guang, still kneeling on the ground, continued to weep bitterly.
……
About five minutes later.
A sudden rooster’s crow echoed inexplicably in the room.
At the sound, Chen Guang’s crying gradually weakened.
Finally, it ceased entirely. Chen Guang lifted his tear-streaked face, only to be overwhelmed by an inexplicable drowsiness. He collapsed to the ground and fell into a deep sleep.
In a dimly lit corner.
A layer of snake scales shimmered and vanished.
Four figures appeared out of thin air, all dressed in identical white coats, staring at the chaotic scene before them.
They confirmed that the Crying Mourner Supernatural Creature Chen Guang had fallen asleep.
And they verified that Ji Yan of the Zodiac Goat was truly dead.
"What a spectacular performance..."
The murmur came from a loli-faced girl—none other than the Rat Player, who had previously stolen Ji Yan's Supernatural Artifacts, the [Supernatural Eyeball] and the [Rusted Hatchet].
The Snake Player's scales had vanished, leaving smooth, delicate skin as she stared at the corpse lying in a pool of blood. Her sharp eyes still held a trace of wariness.
"Are we sure he's really dead?"
The Snake Player couldn't help but remain cautious.
She had experienced Ji Yan's cunning firsthand.
She had nearly lost her life to him, suffering a major setback.
"Relax. My [Life Detector] shows only four life forms in this operating room."
"That means this goat is well and truly dead!"
The words came from a man with a buzz cut, holding a supernatural instrument as he spoke calmly.
It was none other than the Ox Player, whom they had previously seen in Liu Yan's hospital room.