Chapter 1001 - Soundless World (2/2)

After he was ready, Chen Ge took a deep breath. He stared at the doorknob as he charged toward it. The blood door sensed the presence of a threat, and it started to rattle with agitation. The lashes of the boy in bed flickered. Just as he was about to open his eyes, Chen Ge broke through the door. Inside the dark bedroom, the boy sat up in bed. He looked around and repeated the word ‘daddy’ stutteringly into the darkness.

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A horrible stench rushed into his nostrils. Chen Ge carried his backpack and looked around. This was a very old rental apartment. There were seven to eight families living on one floor, and they shared one bathroom and kitchen. The corridor was littered with trash, and dirty water stained the ground. Rotten vegetables floated in the brackish water.

“What is this place?” Chen Ge looked behind him. He was standing before a rusted metal door. There was a large lock on it, and he could not leave that way. “Is this the door that I pushed open?”

Chen Ge took out the ballpoint pen. After realizing that he could still communicate with his employees, and he instantly calmed down. “The scenario behind the door is made from the door pusher’s memories, so this should be where the boy has his deepest memory.”

Dirty, dilapidated, and old, the place stank. The place that Jiang Ming could not forget was a complete contrast to his current home. “Probably because they were staying at a place like this, Jiang Ming’s parents agreed for their boy to be adopted. But there is money that goes around, and the boy’s father even wrote a letter to threaten for more money. That’s disgusting behavior.”

Jiang Ming’s biological parents no longer treated Jiang Ming as their son but as a tool to earn money. They had no idea what their child was going through.

“The scenario behind the door is this apartment. What Jiang Ming can never forget should be here somewhere.” Chen Ge carried his bag and moved forward. Not too long later, he saw a wooden sign hanging on the door of the family that took the corner room. The sign read—’If you have an emergency, pull on the rope of the lamp next to this repeatedly.’

“Is this where the boy stayed? If he’s deaf, he wouldn’t hear the knocking anyway.” Chen Ge pulled on the rope. The lights in the room lit up. He pulled it repeatedly, but no one showed up to open the door.

“The boy is deaf, but his parents shouldn’t be.” Chen Ge looked at the lit room and knocked on the door. His finger touched the door lightly. Chen Ge did not use much strength, but it echoed so loudly that it even startled Chen Ge a bit.

“Why would that happen?” Chen Ge quickly stopped. He started to notice the uniqueness about this place. It was so quiet; there was no sound.

“Is this what Jiang Ming’s world feels like?”

Those who were born deaf should not have the concept of hearing, but those who lost it later would remember sound. Their mind was not silent; there was just an impenetrable layer that could not be broken between their memory and the real world. It would be a thin layer. In fact, it was probably as thin as the gap between the real world and the ghost world. Still, it was a layer that was strong enough to stop the soundwaves from travelling through.

After the echoes from the knocking stopped, the scenario changed slightly. The stench grew more intense, and it was laced with the smell of alcohol.

Without warning, a man’s face suddenly appeared at the stairwell of the second floor. He was like a blob of boneless mud. His arm was joined to the alcohol bottle as if the bottle grew from his flesh. He slid his bulbous body toward Chen Ge.