After the Full-Level Boss Entered the Infinite Game By Mistake

As Bai Lixin pondered this question, a pair of cold hands suddenly brushed past his neck and reached in front of him.

Those hands slid over his neck, and the slender, cold fingers slowly formed a circle around his neck.

Bai Lixin lowered his gaze, and saw a pair of slender, bone-white skeletal palms.

The palms were large, and the fingertips were slightly interlocking, suspended in a circle around his neck. If the ghost suddenly tightened them, it would be able to grab his vulnerable neck firmly.

Suddenly, those skeletal fingers began to tremble, and the cold breath from above became more rapid.

Bai Lixin’s shoulders tensed.

He felt the excitement coming off of the ghost behind him.

It was trembling, silently screaming in exhilaration.

After a long contemplation, it had finally figured out how to deal with him. It wanted to use this skeletal hand to strangle him to death.

Bai Lixin’s chin drooped slightly, his thick, raven-like eyelashes trembling slightly, shielding his suddenly sharp gaze.

The skeletal palm lingered on Bai Lixin’s neck for a moment and then withdrew. His shoulder was patted, and then was pushed out.

The little monster hovered beside Bai Lixin, letting out its iconic laughter, “Congratulations, player. You’re truly the lucky one chosen by heaven. Even though you can’t turn back, this monster actually voluntarily exposed its hands to you. Do you already have an image of it in your mind?”

“It has skeletal hands. Perhaps the ghost behind me is a skeleton beneath the black cloak.” The young man responded to the little monster with a serious expression.

The little monster nodded encouragingly, “Yes yes, follow your thoughts, lucky one. Believe in yourself.”

Seemingly greatly encouraged, the young man entered the next corner, opened the sketchbook and raised the sketch pen under the little monster’s eager gaze.

The pen tip was just a few millimeters away from the sketchbook, but just as it was about to descend, the young man lifted the pen again and closed the sketchbook.

A fleeting disappointment flashed in the little monster’s eyes, “Why don’t you draw, lucky one? Your time is running out.”

The young man looked a bit aggrieved, “I don’t draw because I’m afraid to, I’m just afraid of making mistakes. Let me double-check before I draw.”

The little monster chuckled, “Hehehe, that’s fine. As long as you’re happy.”

After two more rounds, and before he knew it, Bai Lixin found himself back in front of the live streaming camera.

By now, it was already 2 a.m. They started at 12:15 a.m., and nearly two hours had passed.

Most of the audience in the live stream had left, leaving just over a thousand people lingering.

The barrage had sporadic comments.

[How did Big Zhuang manage to make his livestream both scary, boring, and lengthy?]

[Who knows? I’m so tired, family, ask him how much longer we have to wait.]

[The handsome guy is back on screen. Suddenly, I’m not sleepy. I can endure a few more minutes.]

[When will we move on to the next stage? Are they playing “Walk In Four Directions” all night? Aren’t they tired? In other people’s streams, it’s a waste of words; in Big Zhuang’s stream, it’s a waste of legs. As expected of a supernatural anchor, he doesn’t take the ordinary route.]

These were ordinary complaints, and even the evaluations of the ghost’s appearance had disappeared.

The little monster leaned over the phone, watching with Bai Lixin for a while before starting to chuckle, “Oh my, this group of netizens is really unqualified. They don’t even give you any clues about the ghosts’ appearance. It’s already the second round, with only three rounds left until the game ends. Lucky one, you have to hurry. I quite like you and don’t want you to be defeated in the Northwest in the first stage.”

Bai Lixin: “…”

Is “defeated in the Northwest” used like this?

Bai Lixin’s gaze fell to the upper right corner of the phone screen, the battery was down to 33%.

“Shua, shua, shua.”

These were the footsteps of the ghost ahead.

“Pat, pat, pat.”

These were Big Zhuang’s footsteps.

“Ta, Ta, Ta.”

These were Red Hair’s footsteps.

“Stomp, Stomp, Stomp.”

These were the footsteps of the ghost behind him.

The footsteps kept changing, and soon they were behind him again.

The dark figure behind him closed in step by step. The little monster looked at the still-frowning young man, eagerly anticipating the final outcome.

At this moment, the young man suddenly said, “Huh?” and curiously raised his gaze forward at a forty-five-degree angle.

The little monster: “What’s wrong?”

Bai Lixin pointed his finger up, and diagonally ahead of him, “What is that?”

The footsteps of the ghost behind him had stopped.

But the young man’s attention wasn’t on the ghost but in front of him.

This moment piqued the curiosity of the little monster. It flew up for a moment, glanced around, then landed back in front of Bai Lixin. “There’s nothing; what did you see?”

The young man’s eyes stared directly into the eyes of the little monster, and after a moment, he breathed out, “Maybe I just saw things. My apologies.”

After saying that, he opened the sketchbook, lowered his head, and started drawing.

Even if the ghost behind him nudged the young man, it didn’t stop his drawing.

He drew while walking, and as debris appeared in front of him, the young man didn’t even lift his eyelids and effortlessly stepped over them, as if everything on this path had long been memorized.

The little monster’s eyes went wide.

A lifelike figure quickly appeared on the young man’s sketchbook.

A huge cloak wrapped around a slender, bone-white body.

A skeletal face devoid of flesh, long skeletal arms, and a high-quality suit worn over the skeleton.

The little monster screamed, “How did you know what it was wearing?! This is impossible! You turned back, didn’t you? You definitely sent me away and turned back, right? Heeheehee, foolish player, do you think I’m the referee? Do you think it’s not a foul because I didn’t see you?”

“What a big mistake! Foolishness is being mistaken for cleverness. Get ready for punishment, even I can’t save you now!”

The little monster laughed a few times, but the young man continued to draw.

The so-called punishment did not come, and the confident little monster felt somewhat embarrassed.

It suppressed its laughter and looked at Bai Lixin in disbelief, “It’s impossible, this is impossible. Why haven’t you been punished? You must have cheated. Hurry up and confess, how did you cheat? Insidious and cunning human!”

The young man finished the last stroke, concluding this sketch.

Without hesitation, he flipped the sketch paper onto the next blank page.

A somewhat lazy voice echoed in the darkness, “Since you’re not the referee, and I haven’t been punished, you should know I haven’t broken any rules.”

As he said this, he happened to reach the corner, and casually pushed the ghost in front of him. “But I can draw the appearance of the ghost, all thanks to you.”

Little Monster: “? Thanks to me?”

“Yeah, you have a pair of big, round, and crystal-clear eyes,” Bai Lixin flashed a harmless smile at the little monster, “Such beautiful eyes, it’s a waste not to use them as a mirror.”

“I noticed a long time ago that your pupils, like ours, can reflect images.”

“But the use of a mirror still depends on a light source. The only place in this room where there is light and where you, I, and the ghost can exist simultaneously is in front of the phone lens.”

“Although the light projected from the phone screen is dim, it’s enough to illuminate your watery eyes.”

“Then we have the light source, and a mirror. The only thing left is the angle.”

“In fact, when you started the game, I noticed your eyes. It’s just that you were standing too low at the time, and I couldn’t see the full picture of the tall ghost behind me.”

Little Monster: “So, you used my curiosity to make me move to the right position?!”

Bai Lixin smiled again, “Yes, thank you.”

“Ahhhh!” The little monster instantly became furious, wildly tearing at its own fur with its arms. “You damned human, you dare to mock me! Do you think the game is over? I won’t let you off easy from now on!”

Bai Lixin smiled, and lowered his head to draw again, “You’re right, the game isn’t over yet.”

“Because there’s still a third ghost.”

Little Monster: “What?!”

‘Damn, he actually found out about this too?

When did he find out?

No, it’s possible he’s just bluffing or even made a mistake.’

The little monster took a deep breath and looked over with optimism.

When its gaze fell on the young man’s sketch book, the appearance of a delicate girl had appeared.

It was the red-haired girl.

The little monster was stunned for a moment. “Why did you draw her? Are you crazy? She’s human, your companion.”

The little monster’s words didn’t make the young man hesitate. He drew decisively, quickly sketching the red-haired girl as he said firmly, “I’m not crazy. She is the third ghost.”

“I’ve been listening and observing everything around me since these people started “Walk in the Four Directions”, including their footsteps, steps, frequency, and so on.”

“Do you know how I found out?”

“It’s actually quite simple.”

“What initially raised my suspicions was her footsteps.”

“Although her footsteps were very close, there was still a slight difference.”

“Red’s initial footsteps were ‘tap tap tap,’ but after the ‘game over,’ her footsteps changed to ‘ta ta ta.’”

The little monster was shocked, “You noticed it wasn’t her from that moment?”

Bai Lixin: “Yes, but it was just my speculation, I still needed to verify.”

“So I later asked her to describe the appearance of the ghost. I didn’t really want to know the appearance of the ghost behind me, I just wanted to confirm my speculation.”

“She was too calm. She calmly described the entire appearance of the ghost at once, which was different from her initial character.”

“So I concluded she had been replaced by the ghost long ago.”

“Now, the question is, where did Mr. Mouse and Red disappear to? I think these ghosts probably haven’t killed them yet. Otherwise, this game would be too boring.”