46: How many of these are the fuck?

“Hmm? He even knows how to sacrifice for the team?”

“Too bad, it’s useless.”

In the monitoring room, Li Zhou looked at Song Yang and his group in the castle, a strange expression on his face.

Yuan Hao was right, there was indeed another parchment in Room One.

And on it, there were two other hints for passing the level.

Song Yang’s idea wasn’t wrong, but he underestimated the terror of the black rats.

To get the parchment, the crucifix absolutely had to be used.

From Li Zhou’s own perspective, the most terrifying thing in the entire Devils Castle wasn’t the Vampires that revived after nightfall.

The swarm of black rats, thousands upon thousands, would gnaw a person clean in less than two seconds!

With Song Yang’s speed, let alone running to the second floor, it would be good if he could even reach the stairs.

Furthermore.

When Li Zhou heard Song Yang say to wait for him on the fourth-floor stairs, his expression almost couldn't hold.

Perhaps because they were too nervous in the Devils Castle, everyone had forgotten how much time had passed.

At this moment, the castle was less than ten minutes away from nightfall.

Goethe’s killing intent already permeated the entire fourth-floor corridor.

If Song Yang moved slowly after he died, he would probably run straight into the awakened Goethe.

That scene, tsk tsk, just thinking about it was amusing.

To clear the Devils Castle, there was no other way; one could only try repeatedly with their lives.

After all the parchments were collected, all team members would collectively commit suicide to reset the castle’s time.

Only this way would there be a glimmer of a chance to clear the level.

If they procrastinated like Song Yang and his group, they would 100% be caught by Goethe in the end… “Your name is Song Yang, right?”

“Brother Yang, I misunderstood you before!”

“I apologize to you here!”

“You truly are TikTok’s boldest!”

Yuan Hao looked at Song Yang in front of him and solemnly patted his shoulder.

Not everyone could face death calmly.

Even if this death was fake.

Although he didn't know whether being corroded by lamp oil or this was more painful.

But when he was devoured by the black rats, Yuan Hao could clearly feel their sharp, keen teeth constantly tearing off his flesh.

He never wanted to experience that feeling again in his life.

Song Yang… was indeed a true man!

At this moment, Yuan Hao was deeply impressed by him and apologized proactively.

The girls’ gazes towards Song Yang also changed.

Before, they had also seen his eye-catching videos on TikTok of him doing twerking dances on graves, and at the time, they thought Song Yang was very lewd.

But now, Song Yang gave them a feeling of a true hero!

However, among everyone present, a strange look flickered in the assistant’s eyes.

Having followed Song Yang for so long, he had never seen him so proactive.

It was confirmed!

Brother Yang definitely had some niche fetish!

Involuntarily shivering, the assistant subconsciously stepped back.

“Alright, no more talk.”

“You all retreat first, remember to listen to my instructions later.”

Song Yang at this moment looked righteous and showed no trace of fear.

He seemed to be radiating light, dispelling the surrounding eerie stillness and giving people a strange sense of security.

Hearing his words, everyone looked at him with the gaze one would give a brave warrior, while obediently walking towards the fourth-floor stairs.

Soon, as they stepped onto the stairs, their figures disappeared one by one from the third floor.

After seeing the last person, Yuan Hao, also disappear, Song Yang’s expression immediately crumbled.

“Damn it, I knew I shouldn’t have listened to the boss to experience this new venue!”

“I’ve already encountered so many dangers on the third floor, what about later?!”

Song Yang bared his teeth, showing no trace of his previous fear.

Yuan Hao and the others didn’t know that the main reason he acted so righteously and sacrificed for the team was because he was worried he wouldn’t be able to handle what came next!

According to his understanding of Li Zhou, the dangers everyone would encounter next would definitely be scarier one after another!

It should be known that, besides the black rats, the known dangers also included the Vampire Butler and those Demonic Hounds.

Although he didn't know how terrifying these guys were.

But the final boss, at the very least, would be zombie-level!

The crucifix could only be used three times, so he decided to use one of his deaths to save uses.

Anyway, he had already died twice before, so dying one more time was no big deal.

He had witnessed the horror of zombies, and compared to facing such terrifying existences, he would rather die once himself to increase the chances of everyone clearing the level.

“Just a few rats.”

“That kid also died once, he was fine, what am I afraid of?”

After an internal pep talk, Song Yang took a deep breath and no longer hesitated.

Stepping forward slowly, he prepared to run at any moment while slowly reaching for the doorknob.

On the other side, Yuan Hao, who had already returned to the fourth-floor stairs, suddenly seemed to remember something, and his brows instantly furrowed.

“Oh no, I forgot to tell Brother Yang that those rats will burst out of the room directly once someone approaches the door.”

“Don’t open the door directly, just knock and run!”

When passing Room One before, Yuan Hao had just curiously leaned closer.

As a result, several black rats burst out of the door and directly tackled him to the ground.

The rats frantically bit at his neck, preventing him from breaking free in time, and in the end, he could only watch as these rats bit him to death.

However, before he died, he saw a parchment quietly floating in the air inside the room, which had a large hole in its door.

And below the parchment, there seemed to be countless rats, densely packed!

Thinking of this, Yuan Hao was about to go back and remind Song Yang.

But the next moment, he heard a pig-like scream from the third-floor corridor!

“What the f*ck!”

“How many rats are these, for f*ck’s sake?!”

On the third floor, Song Yang’s eyes were filled with shock and a hint of confusion, his face extremely pale.

In front of him, the door to Room One had been opened by him with lightning speed.

But just as Song Yang was about to turn and run, he saw a scene that would haunt him forever.

Inside a room of about seventy to eighty square meters, black rats with glowing red pupils and eerie auras were crammed together.

One… two… three… Looking at them, the rats were densely packed, layered upon layer, countless.

In just an instant, Song Yang felt all the hairs on his body stand on end, a chill rushing straight to his mind.

Subconsciously, he immediately swore.

Damn it!

Didn’t Yuan Hao say he was bitten to death by a few rats?

Is this what he calls a few?

Was his math taught by a gym teacher?

After a brief moment of shock, Song Yang didn’t think twice and immediately turned and ran.

Just like the first time he saw Goethe, he almost used all his might in that instant.

However, the moment he opened the door to that room, his fate was already sealed.

Before he could even run a step, he was tackled to the ground by countless rats.

“Yuan Hao, you f*ck….”

Before he could finish his sentence, the bone-chilling sound of gnawing echoed through the third-floor corridor.