The Days of Being a Spiritual Mentor in Meiman

Chapter 2817 Phantom Haunted Room (Seventeen)

Chapter 2791 Phantom Haunted Room (Seventeen)

Schiller looked at the number plate of Room 1913 that he had placed on the table next to him. Now the number plate was still in his hand. How could it appear opposite Room 1900?

Schiller walked out of the door again and looked at the layout of the corridor. There were 6 rooms on one side. Logically, there were three rooms on each wall. The even-numbered rooms were near the elevator, and the odd-numbered rooms were opposite the elevator. They were arranged like this on both sides.

In the corridor on the left, the room opposite the original Room 1913 was Room 1910, but because Room 1913 was now replaced by Room 1900, the room opposite Room 1910 is now Room 1900.

So why in Peter's timeline, the room opposite Room 1900 became Room 1913?

Schiller looked down at the number plate in his hand and realized that he might have swapped the number plates.

But why did he do this?

He had always had a hunch that Room 1913 was very dangerous. When the doorplate was removed, the sound of collision inside also confirmed this. Schiller felt that there was no need to release this room now, adding a layer of danger to the originally calm corridor.

Since there was basically no clue on his side, Schiller decided to remotely control Peter to investigate on his side, so he asked Peter to turn on the video communication. Schiller used his vision to observe the corridor on the other side and asked Peter to do what he said.

Schiller asked Peter to go back to the room first, but when passing by the elevator, the elevator just reached the 19th floor and dinged. Schiller's heart skipped a beat reflexively, but it turned out that someone didn't know who pressed the elevator before, so the elevator stopped, and nothing came out of the elevator.

But it was this sound that made Schiller suddenly realize something. He suddenly realized that he had overlooked an important clue.

Schiller first asked Peter to go to the room and pick up the alarm clock. Of course, this alarm clock was not his, but he took it out from Room 1913. Peter was more proficient in mechanics than Schiller, and he brought a miniature toolbox. He said he was sure he could disassemble and restore the alarm clock.

But Schiller only asked him to open the battery compartment. There was still no battery inside, but Peter did not find any hair inside.

In other words, the two hairs Schiller found in Room 1905 were special, which may also be related to the special nature of Room 1905.

The investigation soon came to a standstill. Everything seemed normal on Peter's side. He was not the kind of person who could make a surprising move to disrupt the situation with a sudden burst of inspiration. He was not even a good detective. Even if Schiller could use his perspective, it was Peter himself who controlled Peter's body after all. He seemed to have no understanding of everything now.

During this period, Peter knocked on Jerome's door, which was the door of Room 1904, but there was no response from the door. Peter looked through the cat's eye and saw nothing.

Schiller had to let him go around the public facilities of the hotel. He seriously doubted that he would not be able to leave the hotel smoothly after leaving the 19th floor, and he had to find the exit to leave the hotel. It would be right to familiarize himself with the terrain now.

Peter went to the restaurant, swimming pool, gym, bar and luggage storage. During the period, he passed by two conference rooms and a business center, but he needed to make an appointment, so Peter could not enter.

The Wayne Hotel is quite luxurious, and Peter was also an eye-opener. He could not afford to stay in a hotel of this level normally, so he walked around and Schiller felt that his sanity had recovered a lot.

When he saw the swimming pool, Peter proposed to swim, but Schiller immediately dispelled his idea. In the Cthulhu mythology system, diving into the water is a death wish.

Peter also did one thing, which was to buy some water and food from the vending machine in the lobby. Schiller could not completely guarantee that the water and food were not contaminated, but it was better than tap water. In case it was a protracted war, he still had to prepare survival supplies first.

After comparing the two, Schiller found that the time of the two hotels was not exactly the same during the day. The time of Peter's hotel was about 30 seconds later than that of Schiller's hotel.

In other words, Schiller's time was 2:00:00, and Peter's time was about 1:59:30. Because the difference was too small, the minute hand often showed the same time, so the two had never noticed it when they compared the time before.

Schiller didn't know where the difference came from or what it was for, but he kept this change in mind. He realized that it must be related to the existence of the two hotels, and it might also be related to things with time elements such as alarm clocks.

A day passed quickly, and Schiller's plan to completely solve the problem during the day was ruined, because the hotel was ridiculously quiet during the day, and even at this unstable time point where Schiller was, nothing unusual happened during the day.

It seems that the key breakthrough is still the monster patrolling in the middle of the night and the sound of the bells.

But this also means that Schiller has to stay in this room for one more night, because from dark, the illusion in the room will appear.

Leaving the room and going to the corridor as soon as it gets dark and coming back at midnight is not a good idea either. What if the room goes back on its word and doesn't allow the key card to open the door? Of course, we can't overestimate their moral bottom line.

Of course, Schiller could sit back on the sofa, but he didn't plan to do so. He had already wasted a whole day, and he had to seize the time to investigate the supernatural phenomena when they appeared. If nothing unexpected happened, the situation tonight would be even more dangerous.

Before dark, Schiller ate something and took a nap to ensure that he was in the best condition. He didn't think that this room could create any illusions to scare him, and the room should think so too, so tonight was more likely to be a physical job.

Sure enough, with the last ray of light falling at dusk, Schiller heard the sound of water coming from the bathroom. It didn't sound like the sound made by modern furniture, but more like the sound of the whole bathroom being soaked in the sea.

Water flowed out from the crack of the bathroom door.

It stands to reason that the water couldn't flow so fast with such a thin crack in the door, but within a few tens of seconds, a thin layer of water accumulated on the bedroom floor. Schiller didn't close the bedroom door, so the water quickly flowed into the living room.

Schiller sniffed and didn't smell the fishy smell of the sea, which meant that the water coming out of the bathroom was not seawater, but it was hard to say whether the water was polluted.

When the water started to overflow, most people would definitely want to go into the bathroom and turn off the faucet, but Schiller knew that water was not the point. As long as this room wanted, it could even make the table lamp start to flow. It was meaningless to speculate according to common sense.

Judging from the speed of the water flow, this room might want to drown him, because Schiller was thinking there for a few seconds, and the water had reached his knees.

The first thing Schiller did was to rush into the bedroom and pick up his briefcase. The things in it were not afraid of water, but it would be bad if they were washed away by the water flow.

When the water rose to the window sill, Schiller knew that he had guessed right, because the window was so wide open and there was a sofa there to support it, and the water didn't flow out at all, as if the window was sealed with a film.

In just a few dozen seconds, the water had already flooded Schiller's neck. Schiller chose to stand on the sofa in the room, but this could only delay the time he was submerged.

The water flow was getting faster and faster, and now it had submerged four-fifths of the room. Schiller could only breathe with difficulty, but he did not choose to swim, but just stood by the window.

He thought that this room could not kill him.

This was nothing more than another kind of intimidation, forcing people to find a way out, because drowning is actually a very painful feeling. Lack of oxygen, water filling the lungs, struggling to die in suffocation, this kind of despair is not something that ordinary people can endure.

At this time, as long as there is an exit, whether it is a door or a window, people who are pushed to the limit will definitely choose to rush out, just to resume breathing.

But Schiller is not a normal person.

When the water flooded the room, Schiller felt suffocated. He was sure that this was real water, not an illusion, but he held his breath and stood still, as if he was fighting with this room.

Sosip's body is an ordinary person. He needs to breathe. Without oxygen in advance, the time of holding his breath is very short, and it will soon reach the end.

Schiller opened his mouth and nose, letting the water pour in, into his nasal cavity and lungs. Severe pain came from his respiratory tract, his stomach kept churning, his chest hurt as if it was hollowed out, and his consciousness began to blur.

But Schiller still did not move, even if he only needed to stick his head out of the window, or even just tilt his head a little to the side, he could completely break free from this painful dilemma.

But he did nothing.

He even stretched his body and let himself drown in this ocean of illusion. The room seemed to intentionally prolong the painful process, or simply let Schiller stay in this state. After a stalemate of half an hour, the water in the room receded.

It seems that the time this room can do evil is limited, probably from dark to around midnight, so it is meaningless for it to stalemate with Schiller here.

The room chose a different way, this time with fire.

If there is any way to die that is more painful than drowning, it must be being burned to death. To be more precise, in fact, most people who died in fires died of smoke. They were choked to death by the mist. Although this way of death is also very painful, it is still a bit of a small witch compared to being burned alive.

There was no mist in the room, but the fire was getting bigger and bigger.

Schiller simply got down from the sofa, because he had verified his guess that this room could not kill him. He was getting water and fire, just thinking that he would not be able to bear it and commit suicide.

Human beings have a strong will to survive. When it comes to a critical moment, as long as there is a way to survive, they will try every means to climb up. Those who are close to the window will go through the window, and those who are close to the door will go through the door. But unfortunately, in this strange place, neither the door nor the window is the one opened by God, which will only lead to a more desperate death.

But this time Schiller didn't intend to let the room succeed. Although he was not afraid of pain and death, it was not his style to surrender and let others slaughter him. On the contrary, watching the other party get angry but not being able to hit him was what Schiller was most willing to do.

Schiller rushed into the bathroom and stood on the toilet lid.

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