Nightmare Apostle

Chapter 2102 - 1167: _2

Upon hearing this, Ye Zheng almost laughed in anger, "Wang Yong, don’t bother embarrassing yourself with those petty thoughts. You’re just afraid of being targeted by ghosts if you stay in the Cultural Palace, aren’t you?"

"Chen Qiaoyun, I’m warning you, speak to me with some respect, there’s definitely something wrong by the lake, I was just..."

Yang Xiao couldn’t be bothered with his nonsense and bluntly proposed, "Those supporting Mr. Wang Yong leaving the Cultural Palace tonight, please raise your hands."

Moments later, Wang Yong’s face turned awkward because not a single person raised their hand, and everyone looked at him with a you’re-so-clever kind of gaze.

Wang Yong dared to challenge Ye Zheng, but even if you gave him a hundred guts, he wouldn’t dare to anger the crowd.

No matter how tough you are, if you offend all your teammates, you’ll die a miserable death.

Nightmare World is never a solo endeavor.

"You’re right, that wild lake might indeed have issues, but that’s not the key tonight. Here is where the main event is," Yang Xiao chose not to escalate the conflict and offered him a way out.

Seeing a way out, Wang Yong nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, that’s what I meant, Captain Yang understands me. Since everyone thinks this way, I’ve nothing to say, tonight we’ll all look for clues together!"

Though most present were newcomers, after experiencing one Nightmare task, they wouldn’t have learned nothing. The previous three victims had all visited this Cultural Palace before their deaths. This is unlikely to be coincidence, which means tonight their exploration is bound to involve some risks.

And Wang Yong’s plan to leave here was because he didn’t want to bear this risk.

This was something the others could absolutely not tolerate, because with every person fewer, the remaining ones face even greater danger.

"Captain Yang, just give the order, whatever you say, we’ll do!" Hu Weimin said seriously.

Looks like there are some sensible people here, Yang Xiao was quite satisfied with their reactions and immediately gave out task assignments: "Tonight we’ll split into five groups. Guo Tiejun and Feng Xiaoyan, you two will head to the first-floor cinema. Wang Yong and Liu Hongwei, you two go to the second-floor dance hall. Hu Weimin and Ma Jing, you two attend the night class on the third floor. Zhao Xuejun and Zhang Xiaomin, as well as me and Chen Qiaoyun, our two groups will act as roaming sentries, patrolling the entire Cultural Palace."

"Please don’t worry, I assure everyone, if any group encounters issues, our two roaming sentries will unconditionally support. No problem, right?" Yang Xiao looked up at Zhao Xuejun and Zhang Xiaomin.

"No problem, we’ll follow Captain Yang’s instructions!" Zhao Xuejun nodded firmly, and Zhang Xiaomin immediately agreed upon seeing this.

Zhao Xuejun’s group wasn’t chosen randomly by Yang Xiao; he could tell that among the remaining members, Zhao Xuejun was quite decent.

He claimed this was his third task, and being a third-timer, he was at least better than the self-important Wang Yong. There’s no choice; at present, it’s about choosing the best among the capable.

Tonight, the duty of roaming sentries is significant, and Yang Xiao hopes to discover something noteworthy.

Once tasks were allocated, the group began to take action. To avoid attracting attention, Yang Xiao arranged for those in the utility room to leave in batches.

In accordance with the previous agreement with Chief Zhou, tonight the security department would also dispatch personnel to keep an eye on the Cultural Palace.

Of course, the security department’s mission was to find possible suspicious individuals that might be enemy agents. But Yang Xiao knew they couldn’t find any, because the so-called enemy agents simply didn’t exist.

The real killers were Fierce Ghosts, but they couldn’t explain it.

Soon, the room was left with only Guo Tiejun, Feng Xiaoyan, and Yang Xiao and Ye Zheng’s two groups. Yang Xiao noticed that Feng Xiaoyan’s face looked unwell, she was holding the wall, her complexion flushed, her throat rolling as if she might vomit at any moment.

"Don’t worry, nothing will happen tonight." Ye Zheng raised his hand, gently patting her back in a consoling gesture.

Feng Xiaoyan turned her head, but her eyes were filled with unconcealable fear until Yang Xiao spoke, dispelling her doubts with a single sentence:

"Which of the three people who had incidents before disappeared inside the Cultural Palace?" Yang Xiao asked calmly.

Whether it was Yang Xiao’s persuasion or his calming demeanor that influenced her, Feng Xiaoyan’s condition improved significantly.

She softly thanked Yang Xiao and Ye Zheng, her eyes reddening, and she instinctively clutched at the corner of her clothes.

"She’s a newcomer, timid, don’t put pressure on her, otherwise you’ll be the unlucky one," Yang Xiao said to Guo Tiejun.

"I understand, Captain Yang, whatever you say, I’ll do. I’ll listen to you completely!" Guo Tiejun nodded repeatedly.

"Alright, you seem like someone who can survive." Yang Xiao patted his shoulder in encouragement.

Actually, within the Nightmare World, intelligence isn’t always required. One must follow instructions, not act overly smart. This guy’s performance was commendable, and Yang Xiao was willing to lend him a hand.

Soon, the groups assigned to positions established themselves—one in the cinema, one in the dance hall, and one in the night class.

Zhao Xuejun and Zhang Xiaomin temporarily remained on the third floor, while Yang Xiao and Ye Zheng headed downstairs via the stairs, observing along the way, finally stopping in the Cultural Palace’s first-floor lobby.

The Cultural Palace at night was starkly different from afternoon hours, truly bustling with people coming and going non-stop.

The cinema clearly scheduled to begin the film at 7:30; yet, before 7:00, a long queue had already formed outside.

People chatted loudly, buying tickets to enter one by one. A mother holding her crying child attempted to console him, but he cried incessantly.

The only small snack shop was also crowded with people, with a particular glass bottle of yellow soda being the top seller, within this short time selling no less than ten bottles.

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