Chapter 79 - A Chance to Redeem Yourself (1/2)

Translator: Lonelytree  Editor: Millman97

A weird smell suffused the cramped female bedroom. The bedsheet that was beyond the light of the flashlight fluttered lightly like something was crawling out from underneath it. Rain droplets fell on the window. A storm was brewing outside, but inside the dormitory room, it was eerily quiet.

With his arm hanging over the white paper, Chen Ge tried to make himself relax. After chanting the spell to invoke the Pen Spirit, there was an obvious pressure on the back of his palm like someone had placed their hand over his. Chen Ge could even feel the chills coming from the other person’s fingertips.

“Pen Spirit, Pen Spirit, you are my spirit from my previous life, and I am your spirit in this life. If you are with us, please draw a circle on the paper.”

Chen Ge chanted again, and the feeling of iciness on the back of his hand intensified. However, to his befuddlement, the pen in his grasp remained upright. It did not draw a circle or even do anything.

The Pen Spirit refuses to answer my call?

The atmosphere in the room turned palpable with pressure, and the chill from the back of his hand had now spread to his arm.

For some reason, I feel like a few more individuals have joined me in this room.

Chen Ge focused, and his pupils started to dilate in the dark. Probably due to the Yin Yang Vision, he could see three blurry shadows standing around him with their hands extended to grab the pen in Chen Ge’s palm.

Three of you?

Chen Ge’s heart skipped a beat, but with a blink, the image that he saw instantly disappeared. However, Chen Ge knew that it did not mean they had left. Chen Ge’s palm felt like it had been stuck inside a cold-water bath. He was certain that there were at least three other hands holding the pen in his grasp.

Three ‘individuals’ answered my call. Is this the effect of my ‘Specter’s Favored’ title?

While Chen Ge was trying to figure out an answer, the pen that hovered over the paper suddenly moved. It was slight, but Chen Ge definitely felt it.

Is it beginning?

The flashlight he placed to his side seemed to have dimmed, and under Chen Ge’s close scrutiny, the pen in his grasp started to move. The tip of the pen attached itself to the surface of the paper, and with the friction between the paper and the pen, soon a red circle was drawn.

Chen Ge knew he did not move, but there was indeed a drawing on the paper. Chen Ge stared at the circle, and he was reminded of this side mission’s name—The Pen Spirit Who Refused to Leave.

There are three taboos to the Pen Spirit game. One, you mustn’t ask about your cause of death; two, you mustn’t ask about your life expectancy; three, you have to unbind the spirit when you’re done. Violating any one of these will lead to horrible consequences.

The third was the most serious because if the spirit was not unbound, it would stay by the person who had invoked it forever until it turned malevolent and killed all the players.

“Hopefully, there is no accident,” Chen Ge murmured before shifting his focus back onto the white paper. The red circle was drawn right in the middle of the paper.

Sounds like it has heard my voice. It’s time for me to ask some questions.

Chen Ge was only there to complete the black phone’s mission. He did not want to try anything stupid lest he angered the spirit.

It is rare to have summoned the Pen Spirit. Chen Ge thought about it and voiced the question that he most wished to know the answer to. “Pen Spirit, Pen Spirit, do you know where my parents are?”

When he did the bathtub Nightmare Mission, the people Chen Ge wanted to meet the most were his parents, but his wish had not been fulfilled. However, this did tell him that at least his parents were still alive. They were merely missing.