Chapter 113: The Final Truth in the Notebook, The City of Terror Ends

"You can see me?" Lu Xian asked, his expression one of disbelief.

That's too weird, right?

"Meow~" The white cat rubbed against his pant leg and let out a meow.

Then, the fat white cat wiggled its limbs and walked elegantly in front of him, as if it wanted to lead him somewhere.

The direction it was heading was the master bedroom, the room Lu Simin had just entered.

"Let's follow it and see," Lu Xian said to the audience in the livestream room.

This was the first "creature" he had encountered since entering Pingan Street.

After entering the bedroom, the scene shocked everyone.

The image was too familiar!

The audience members who had watched the Madman Street livestream before now had strange and surprised expressions.

The layout of Lu Simin's room in Room 405 was exactly the same as the layout of the bedroom in Room 404 where Lu Simin's business card was found!

It was just not as "dilapidated."

Lu Simin, who had just entered the room, had disappeared.

"Meow~" The white cat jumped onto the table and, surprisingly, used its paw to open the top drawer in a human-like manner.

It signaled for him to come and look.

"Hmm? Is it trying to show me something?" Lu Xian approached with confusion.

Inside the drawer was a blood-stained notebook.

Then, a notification appeared before his eyes: {You have discovered a special notebook.}

A special notebook? He frowned and opened it to read.

The surrounding light seemed to be blown out, plunging everything into endless darkness.

The bedroom, the white cat, the hospital, and Pingan Street vanished in an instant.

{Livestream temporarily unavailable, please wait patiently~} Lu Xian's livestream room went black.

The audience watching him was once again confused, yet they could still spam the chat:

[WTF, Streamer, what are you doing?]

[Why can't we watch the livestream room all of a sudden?]

[Open the door! Open the door!]

[Could Brother Lu have died?]

Meanwhile, Lu Xian was holding the notebook, reading it, completely unaware of the situation outside.

He didn't even notice that the chat had disappeared.

The notebook recorded: [Hello, my name is... Actually, I've forgotten my real name. I've had many names, but I remember that I was originally surnamed Lu.

When you can see this notebook of mine, it means I am no longer myself.

I was born a ghost, bringing fear with me.

Everything you see is a thought I had at some point. Everything you have seen here is real, but you can also consider it fake, because unexpected visitors can change this place.

They are all my inner fears, negative emotions, and twisted senses of humor regarding the rules.

For example, Pingan Street. This is where I was born, but not where I grew up. Later, I stayed here for a while. At that time, they said I was sick. Back then, I was still weak and was discovered by a mysterious company. They extracted my fear cells and used them to create terrifying mental toxins, labeling them as technological products, and used certain means to absorb fear to try to create a hell on earth.

Later, they did succeed; terror spread across the entire world, and the human realm turned into hell.]

Seeing this, Lu Xian furrowed his brows, a look of sudden realization appearing on his face.

"So this is the truth about Madman Street??"

"Then the character I once inhabited was a part of this notebook owner's experience?!"

Lu Xian was secretly shocked. How powerful must this be?!

He continued reading: [And they kept controlling me, making me the source of this terrifying hell on earth. They began to enjoy the power of dominating terror, wanting to create a terror even greater than me.

But another version of me told me that I am the purest ghost, because I was already dead when I was born.

For a long time, I was in a daze. I forgot many things, and my memories were fragmented and chaotic.]

Seeing this, Lu Xian muttered to himself: "No wonder..."

But born a ghost? A thought surfaced in Lu Xian's mind that confused him, but he didn't dare to confirm it.

Holding the notebook, Lu Xian continued reading: [A special accident made me wake up. I regained control of the world of fear, but the world could not be reversed.

I forgot how much time had passed and began to feel how boring a world filled with fear was.

I began to search for my earliest memories, trying to experience playing the role of those ordinary people in my memories, but over time, I lost interest in that too.

I wanted to find time, to imitate time, but I didn't succeed.

Later I died, and with a blurred consciousness, I turned into them.]

The notebook recorded up to this point, with only the last page left: [I woke up again and discovered that this is a cage world of repetitive reincarnation, a cage from which there is no escape...]

[I won't run anymore, I've given up.] {It's just that the world of fear is too boring...}

Thus, the content recorded in the blood-colored notebook had been finished by Lu Xian.

But Lu Xian's brows were tightly furrowed, thinking: "This world is dominated by a terrifying existence."

"But it discovered that outside this world, there is an even more terrifying existence dominating it, restricting its departure."

As a Survival Challenger, for Lu Xian, these truths were not difficult to deduce.

This couldn't help but make him think about the relationship between the Survival World and the Survival Challengers.

Because regarding the Survival World, people discovered that most survival spaces were originally independent entities.

And Earth, as a special spatial node, allows the Survival World to link all survival spaces through it.

Survival Challengers are the "contestants" chosen by the Survival World to explore and adventure into new worlds.

Everything is dominated by the Survival World. Earthlings basically know this too.

Otherwise, how could something like a survival livestream exist?

Survival Challengers are even regarded by people as a new, prestigious profession!

Anyway, Survival Challengers don't really die; they can be resurrected after death, at most losing their Challenger status.

Livestream challenges can also bring fame and fortune, turning one into a prestigious, extraordinary powerhouse.

Therefore, people are keen on becoming "Survival Challengers."

As for any conspiracy theories, those are things that at least SSS-level powerhouses need to consider,

but currently, no S-level Survival Challengers have been seen, let alone any ethereal SSS-level ones.

All such thoughts are like mayflies trying to shake a tree.

The dimensional level of the Survival World is simply not something that stellar beings can compare with.

Combining what he saw in the notebook, Lu Xian understood it in his heart. At the same time, he felt some emotion:

I didn't expect the truth about the City of Terror to be so simple!

In that world conceived by that mysterious entity, there are terrifying A-Class Ghost Kings, a large number of B-Class Evil Ghosts, and countless C and D-Class Ghosts!

Are they not strong? Very strong! But no matter how strong, so what?

And at this moment, the notebook in his hand disappeared, the darkness dispersed, and the familiar bedroom scene returned.

The Survival World notification sound followed: {Congratulations on obtaining the Ghost King's Bond: [Survival World's City of Terror] Space Development Key. The reward will be distributed after settlement.}

{After the Survival Challenger leaves, the world will be reset, and space development options will be provided.}

The livestream room screen returned to normal, and the chat appeared: [Huh?! It's visible again!]

[Damn, Streamer, why did you disappear just now?]

[Brother Lu, where did you go just now? Why did you turn off the stream?]

Lu Xian saw the chat and was a bit confused, saying: "I didn't turn off the stream."

"You couldn't see my stream just now?"

Everyone indicated that they couldn't see it, then asked: [Where did you go?]

Lu Xian replied: "I didn't go anywhere. I was right here in this room, just reading the notebook."

"It was probably because of the notebook that you couldn't see."

The livestream room audience chatted: [Really? Watching a notebook can turn off the stream?]

[Could it be some kind of taboo?]

[Damn, the influence is this terrifying? I don't understand it but it sounds powerful!]

Lu Xian looked at the survival countdown; there was 1 hour left. The time had inexplicably shortened.

However, Lu Xian could secretly guess the general reason.

Every scene he saw was not on the same timeline.

And the reason for this, just as the notebook owner said, was that it had once imitated time, but failed.

"This City of Terror has a very high level of playability for development!"

"It can adjust time to a certain extent and also possesses horror fantasy settings."

"I can make good use of it when I go back," Lu Xian thought to himself.

His second developable key, City of Terror, was much more advanced than that Deserted Island.

"There is only one hour left of survival time now, Family members," Lu Xian said, reminding the audience in the livestream room.

The livestream room was in an uproar: [Isn't there still over twenty hours left?]

[You're lying, right?]

[Damn it, I've only been watching your stream for less than a day, and you've finished 30 days of survival in the survival space?]

[Big brother, are you joking?]

Everyone didn't believe it. "If I'm lying to you, I'm a puppy," Lu Xian shrugged and said.

Everyone expressed disdain: [You jerk, do you think we still believe you?]

[Exactly, it's not the first time you've lied to us.]

[You're an old dog already, let alone a puppy.]

[666~]

Seeing this, Lu Xian smiled helplessly: "Then I'll just sit and wait."

"Anyway, it's only one hour left. If I go out now, I'll just get lost in the fog."

"The ghost-catching mission is what it is. If I want to catch ghosts, I still have to take the bus to leave here."

The ghosts are all in other places. Pingan Street is considered the 'pure land' of the City of Terror.

One hour passed quickly. Lu Xian disappeared.

The livestream room was filled with "WTF," and then they received a stream-end notification: {This livestream has ended, thanks for watching~}