“It's just… that door cannot be opened by you alone…” Feng Bujue continued, “Lester has to be the one to open it.”

“Just who in the world are you…” the director said in a deep voice, “I've seen interdimensional travelers before, but you… you're no ordinary person.”

“Hmph… even an ordinary person can see through your schemes,” Feng Bujue laughed. “It's because I overthink things that I overlooked certain things…” He pointed to his nose. “I should have noticed 'your smell' sooner.”

“What are you talking about?” the director asked.

“You don't know, do you?” Feng Bujue replied. “Heh… that's not surprising… just like most people can't detect their own bad breath, you don't realize you're constantly emitting the stench of money.” He paused for a moment, then added, “Actually… when I first stepped out of the elevator, I faintly smelled something, but the strong smell of disinfectant in the hospital masked your stench.”

As Feng Bujue spoke, he moved a few steps closer to the director's desk. “From what I can tell, your interference on the first and second floors is very limited. Because there are many things there that even you are afraid of… like that little girl in 'Room 125'.” He paused for a second, wagging his finger and pointing it at the other's face. “So… you're hiding here, trying to mislead me into falling into your trap.”

He paused slightly, as if recalling some details: “However… the opportunities for you to impersonate the system voice… aren't that many.” Five seconds later, Brother Jue had finished thinking and began to narrate logically and systematically. “First, you can't impersonate mission prompts, after all, you can't rewrite the contents of my taskbar; second, prompts like [Cannot be opened] and [Seems to be locked], the system itself will definitely announce, you have no room to interject. Therefore… you can only mislead me in those situations where there are 'no mission changes' and 'no real system prompts'.”

Brother Jue held up four fingers. “The first time was when I first entered the scenario. If I'm not mistaken… the real opening introduction to this scenario is just that chaotic horror video on the screen, there's no narration at all… Without a doubt, all those words were added by you.”

He lowered one finger, and continued, “The second time was when I was about to enter the pediatric ward. You fabricated the sentence [Ahead is shrouded in a dangerous darkness, do you really want to go?]. Looking back now… the context and timing of this prompt were subtly off, but unfortunately, I didn't consider the possibility of 'someone impersonating the system voice' at the time.” He shook his head, as if very dissatisfied with his performance. “Actually, that area… can be entered without a flashlight. Although the corridor there is pitch black, there is faint light in each room, so it's not impossible to enter by feel. It's just… if I went in directly, the process of finding those two x-ray films might be more difficult. And I had to bring those two films out to see the password recorded on them clearly.”

“In short… the purpose of your second opening was to make me find lighting equipment… in other words, to lead me to the security room. That's right, the things in that cabinet are all useful, but none of them are essential. Theoretically speaking, there are only two tasks that I 'must' complete in this scenario, which are the tasks of Victor and Mr. Harper, I can ignore the other events and the items related to them. So why did you lead me to a place I didn't necessarily need to go? The reason is simple… you added something to my cabinet… that so-called 'backup key'.” He smiled. “Using the words 'Lester secretly made a backup key' in the item description of the key is indeed a good psychological suggestion. It's as if the room corresponding to this key is extremely safe, and Lester tried everything possible to enter. In this way… it foreshadowed that scene in the corridor.”

He licked his lips, and lowered the third finger. “And the third time you impersonated the system voice was just now… hmph… we've all seen the result.” He tilted his head,得意地道, “However… a fake is a fake after all. The route you pointed out ultimately conflicted with the mission the system gave me. Seeing that your plan was about to fail, you could only resort to desperate measures and said two extra sentences. As a result… you completely exposed yourself.”

The director took off his gold-rimmed glasses from the bridge of his nose and put them on the desk. He stared straight at Brother Jue in front of him and said, “You listed three times, why did you hold up four fingers?”

Upon hearing this, Feng Bujue immediately turned his hand one hundred and eighty degrees, with the back of his hand facing the other person. The meaning represented by the remaining middle finger was self-evident.

“Bastard…” the director stood up through gritted teeth. “Don't think you've won… interdimensional traveler…” His face twitched in a distorted manner. “You don't even know what's happening here… your actions… will only kill Lester.”

“I personally think…” Feng Bujue was still calm. He continued, “This should be a special space somewhere between yin and yang.” He thought for a few seconds, “Um… let's just call it the 'Inter-realm'.” He put down his middle finger only when he said this. “If nothing goes wrong, the hospital in the real world was already destroyed by the avalanche's impact twenty-nine hours ago.” He raised his finger and pointed at the director's nose. “Clearly, you are the 'greedy person' in that little girl's words… In order to save costs, you even dared to forcibly occupy this 'cursed land'. So this hospital itself must be a tofu-dreg project.” He spread his hands. “When the avalanche came, this building definitely couldn't withstand the impact and completely collapsed from top to bottom…” He pointed at himself again. “Only one person has a chance of surviving. That's the late guy… because he hadn't entered the hospital gate yet and was buried in the snow.”

“But… this is cursed land, leaving won't be easy.” Feng Bujue's expression changed slightly. “All earthbound spirits have an instinct, which is to keep living beings behind and keep them company…”

“Yes… you're right…” the director replied. “Now Lester's body is struggling in the snow, and his soul is trapped in this 'Inter-realm'.” He glared at Brother Jue with a strange look. “The closer your consciousness is to the world of 'life', the clearer the pain from your body becomes; and the closer Lester's body is to death, the more significant the influence of other ghosts on you will be.” He paused for a moment, then added, “Before long… without me even having to lift a finger, you'll be torn to pieces by the other ghosts here… unless…”

“Ha! Unless I walk into that door?” Feng Bujue interrupted with a laugh. “Director, let me be blunt, your 'body snatching' trick is absolutely impossible to succeed.” He snorted coldly. “I've already seen through your plan. You want Lester to open your 'Door of Life', and then use his body to return to the world of the living, right… hmph… that's truly killing two birds with one stone. Not only did you escape from the gates of hell, but you also made Lester your scapegoat, and from now on you will have his body, so you can live again.”

The director's face, full of copper lines, turned green and purple. He was already furious and at the end of his rope, and could explode at any moment.

But Feng Bujue… was the kind of person who shits on someone who has fallen into a well. He never left any room for those he hated or disliked: “You really deserve to be a scumbag rotten to the core. You can immediately turn into an evil spirit after death, which is much stronger than those who died in the avalanche…

Take the Earl and Victor for example… like most newly deceased souls, they don't realize they're dead yet. Although their mental strength is stronger than those ghosts who have been muddle-headed for many years, that's all there is to it.

You are different… as soon as you died, you immediately possessed the ability to approach uniqueness data. In my opinion… given time, you might reach Mr. Krueger's (referring to Freddy Krueger in *A Nightmare on Elm Street*) level.”

Before he finished speaking, Feng Bujue was already standing in front of the desk, facing the other person across the table: “Keeping you around is a disaster…”