Odd Containment Specialist

[The first rule: Don't look back]

Xia Shou's face was tense, and a notebook was spread out on the table, with scribbled handwriting on the yellowed paper.

Xia Shou's butt was embedded in the chair like a nail, and his spine and cervical vertebrae were as stable as a welded iron rod. He could feel the cold touch of the ten slender fingers on his neck, like a pair of women's hands pinching him from behind.

The last second, he was still sitting in the examination room of the college entrance examination. In the blink of an eye, the test paper in his hand turned into this weird notebook, and there was a pair of hands on his neck.

Xia Shou took a deep breath and adjusted his mood. The hands on his neck also slowly relaxed with his breathing, and then slowly closed again, like a cold scarf with life that perfectly matched his breathing rhythm.

There is no doubt that this is a supernatural event, just like the time travel often seen in novels, and after the time travel, his situation seems to be quite bad.

He traveled through the world with his body and soul, without the memories of the natives of this world, nor any abilities and golden fingers.

Even the notebook in his hand didn't seem to be a good thing, because the second sentence was: […If you can see this line of words, it proves that you have passed the first difficulty. ]

At first glance, it seems to be congratulating him, but if you taste it carefully, you can taste another meaning: if he didn't see this line of words at the first time, and instinctively turned back at the first moment of crossing, then he would have died and couldn't even pass the first level.

Maybe he is not the first person to be pulled into this strange world, and if he dies accidentally this time, there may be another poor unlucky person who will cross over to replace him.

Now, he has no other choice.

The only thing he can do is to continue reading.

[The one who is pinching your neck now is the resentful spirit "Alice". You can treat her as a special servant, provided that you abide by the rule I just said and don't turn your head.

I put a mirror on the table. You can use the mirror to observe your back and left and right, but you must never turn your head more than 60 degrees. 】

"Grudge...Grudge spirit?"

The terrifying face of the ghost nun in "The Conjuring 2" automatically emerged in Xia Shou's mind, and he shuddered.

Xia Shou's eyes fell on the mirror on the table, and he carefully picked up the mirror.

The first thing reflected in the mirror was a pair of pale and slender hands, which were wrapped around his neck loosely.

He slowly adjusted the angle of light reflection and looked up. The other person was wearing a black and white maid outfit.

Then, there was a pale neck, a round jawline, pink lips, and a delicate and straight nose...

The next second, a pair of bloody and empty eye sockets suddenly came into view!

Xia Shou immediately pressed the mirror, his eyebrows were locked, his eyes were dull, and his expression was as ugly as if he had eaten a dead fish.

He sat on the chair, thinking for a long time, and silently turned the notebook to the next page.

[Alice is the spirit I contracted for you. You can ask her to make coffee, fold the quilt, cook, and fulfill your requirements within the scope of a maid's duties. This is what she expects.

But I also hope that you can treat her as a taciturn friend. Although she is like an unconscious ghost now, if there is a proper opportunity, she will gradually awaken more self-awareness and help you more at that time. ]

[Alice can deprive others of their vision and let you see that she can help you a lot in battle, but pay attention to the frequency and intensity of use.

This notebook that contains my personality is called [Death Record Notes]. To make up for the sins I committed against you, I will leave it to you, but you must read it according to your ability. Frequent page turning requires a huge price.

After seeing the handwriting is blurred, do not continue to read it unless the handwriting is clear again.

Now, you can leave the study and visit this apartment, but remember!

Do not open any closed door in this house by yourself!!! 】

"Tentatively... it's a guide to action in another world?"

Xia Shou made a judgment about this notebook in his heart.

Although the person who pulled him here was not a good person, he had some conscience to leave this notebook.

He took a deep breath, stood up from the chair, turned stiffly, and looked around.

The decoration of this study is very retro, imitating the interior layout of the Victorian era. The bookshelves and floors are clean and dust-free, and it doesn't look like no one lives there.

Walking out of the study, there is a corridor leading to the living room.

But the walls and ceiling of this corridor, as well as his feet, are all embedded with strange doors.

There are medieval prison doors, ancient Egyptian stone doors, bronze relief doors...

Some doors are wrapped with red lines and covered with cinnabar and yellow symbols; some are full of technology, as if they came from the cyber age; some are even made of wriggling flesh and blood, and bloody eyeballs are half-open and half-closed in the flesh.

Seeing these doors, Xia Shou was silent.

Not to mention that it was written in the notes that the door was not to be opened, even if it was not written in the notes, he would not open it.

The only people who would touch these doors after seeing their appearance were the protagonists in horror movies.

Xia Shou raised his foot and walked forward. The moment his right foot stepped forward, the coldness on one side of his neck suddenly disappeared.

The hand that had been pinching his neck loosened one.

"?"

Xia Shou raised his head in confusion and saw that one of Alice's hands left his neck and grasped the handle of the broken wooden door above his head!

Xia Shou's eyes widened suddenly, and he looked at Alice who tried to open the door in shock, his face full of disbelief.

"Damn, will the resentful spirit open the door on its own initiative?!"

He never thought that Alice, who came with him at the beginning, might also backstab him!

Xia Shou wanted to step back and keep a distance to stop Alice from opening the door, but it was too late!

"Click!"

Xia Shou's pupils dilated.

The wooden door opened.

A strange red humanoid thing fell in front of him with a "pop" from inside the door!

The strange red human body seemed to be formed by the melting of candles, cooling and solidifying, with white broken bones and black messy hair wrapped in it, exuding an extremely evil breath.

Xia Shou held his breath, stood in place, and stared at the red wax figure in front of him motionlessly.

This thing gave him a very bad feeling. Is it dead? Or alive?

Suddenly, the wax figure in front of him suddenly ignited a pale blue flame.

Immediately afterwards, an indescribable strange scream appeared in the air!

The lines of space in Xia Shou's eyes began to tremble!

A sense of detachment from reality invaded!

Aisles, doors, corners at the end... the outlines of everything around began to scatter, and they collapsed one by one like disassembled sketches!

The screams in my ears became more and more shrill, gradually becoming unbearable and almost maddening!

Then, all these changes reached a certain indescribable critical point. In an instant, the space returned to a dead silence... The spirit seemed to sink into a bottomless deep sea.

Dark, cold, suffocating...

Xia Shou opened his eyes.

The extremely dim dark green light swayed in the flowing water waves.

There was a ruler beside him, 1200 meters.

The ruler began to move up.

1240 meters...

1268 meters...

No, he was sinking!

The numbers on the ruler were increasing, and the sinking speed was getting faster and faster!

Strong water pressure came from all directions, and the flesh was shattered like porcelain in the severe pain of broken bones. Several groups of floating blood mist emerged from the sea water in front of him, condensing into unclear words in front of him——【Blood... Stop...】

Before Xia Shou could see the blood words in the water clearly.

The next second, he began to float up, and the number on the ruler also rose.

In his blurred consciousness, the last thing he saw was the number of 1300 meters.

1300 meters below, there was a red line of unknown meaning...

The suffocation and severe pain dissipated like the ebb tide, and the light came. In front of him was still the corridor with doors, but under his feet, there was a sticky unknown black liquid.

These black liquids covered the entire corridor like a swamp, and at this moment, the red wax man was sinking rapidly into this swamp.

[Degree of Devouring: 57%...]

A line of blood-red words appeared in front of Xia Shou.

"What's going on?"

Xia Shou stood there, his back wet with cold sweat.

The severe pain in the illusion was extremely real, but at this moment, only the indescribable fear remained in the body.

[67%...89%...]

As the wax figure continued to sink, the number continued to increase.

Finally, the wax figure completely sank into the black swamp and disappeared

[Degree of Devouring: 100%]

The black mud under the feet crawled back like a living thing, rolled towards Xia Shou's feet, and finally turned into his shadow.

The red words in front of him trembled and turned into a paragraph of text.

[Devouring completed, you have gained a skill - [Self-Destruction]]