Chapter 51: Stacked Instances

“Ha...hahaha...”
Ji Linmo’s laughter grew louder and louder, verging on madness.
—The sky, the wooden door, the sea of blood, corpses, and the bloodstained white dress.
No... don’t think about it...
Ji Linmo covered his face in agony, but the youth slowly approached, leaning in close to his ear.
“Ji Linmo...”
Suddenly, the boy shifted his tone, gently calling his name, his voice as soft as a lover whispering in the breeze.
“Ji Linmo, how do I taste to you?”
Sss—sss—
Ji Linmo raised his head, light flickering between his fingers, the youth’s handsome face sharply clear before him.
“You... who are you? Have we... met before?”
The man frowned, as if recalling something, reaching out, trying to grasp at the fleeting memory.
But once again, his recollections blurred, the girl’s face dissolving into nothingness.
Strange...
Ji Linmo steadied himself, confusion flickering in his eyes.
—Just now, I thought Qin Feng resembled someone...
Why can’t I remember?
He gazed at Qin Feng, standing there with vacant eyes, as empty as a hollow shell. The boy laughed softly.
“Mr. Ji, it’s not time yet.”
“For now, you’d better not remember anything.”
With those words, the youth lifted his hand and covered Ji Linmo’s eyes.
In that instant, time seemed to halt.
The boy smiled as he ran his fingers through Ji Linmo’s fine hair.
When he let go, time appeared to resume its flow.
What just happened? What was he doing?
In the silent stillness, Ji Linmo abruptly awoke, breaking free from the spell.
His fragmented memories reconnected, and as he regained composure, something struck him. He narrowed his gaze at the smiling Qin Feng before him.
Something’s off, very off.
Is Qin Feng really a player in this scenario? Why has he been provoking me all along?
“Qin Feng, you’re not a player in this game, are you.”
Ji Linmo lifted his head, his eyes cold as steel.
“You’re a player from the B-level scenario, Ruolan Community, not from the S-level scenario, Ruolan Community: Night of the Ghost Bride, right?”
Ji Linmo understood everything now.
It’s a stacked scenario!

Because the current scenario was generated on top of the original one.
So the game now is actually two chaotic scenarios overlapping each other!
“Qin Feng, the reason Zhang Lanlan has always appeared as a parrot in our eyes—is that because of you?”
Ji Linmo’s gaze deepened. As he slowly raised his eyes, his wrist flicked, and a dazzling lightning whip appeared out of thin air, crackling with blinding sparks.
—The rule of Room 302 is to twist perception.
So Zhang Lanlan never actually turned into a parrot; it was only in others’ eyes that she appeared so.
But this effect is limited; once someone leaves the room, the distortion fades.
Yet why did I still see Zhang Lanlan as a parrot after leaving the room?
The only possibility is that the influence of Room 302 has expanded.
“Qin Feng, as a player of the B-level scenario, you wander everywhere, forcing the B-level scenario to endlessly expand to keep you within its bounds.”
“And that causes Room 302’s area to grow, so Zhang Lanlan remains perpetually mentally contaminated, always appearing as a parrot to others.”
Swish!
The lightning whip crackled, its electric arcs snapping in the air.
Ji Linmo stared at Qin Feng, his gaze icy.
“Qin Feng, I don’t know how you took my photo, but you’ve been provoking me from the start, trying to break me. You want the last player in the S-level scenario to die, so that you, the B-level player in the stacked scenario, can replace them and escape the game, right?”
Qin Feng said nothing, only stuck out his tongue.
Whoosh—
Ji Linmo hesitated no longer, swinging the whip fiercely at Qin Feng.
This strike was ruthless and decisive, the sound slicing through the air with such force it seemed it would split the very eardrums.
But Qin Feng stood motionless, not even attempting to dodge.
Boom!
Just as the whip was about to touch the youth, the world shook violently, debris raining down, the entire room trembling as if in an earthquake.
What’s happening?
The sudden tremor threw Ji Linmo off balance; the whip grazed Qin Feng’s clothes and smashed through the wall.
“Mr. Ji, I admire you more and more.”
In the chaos, Qin Feng stood firm, as if rooted in place amid the spinning world.
“I didn’t expect you to deduce all this, even now.”
“But you’re wrong. The reason I provoke you isn’t to kill you, but because I enjoy tormenting you.”
What?
Ji Linmo’s eyes widened, thinking he must have misheard.
“Just kidding~ I’m not that shallow.”
Qin Feng squinted, his smile radiant.
“I provoke you because I want this fragile, collapsing scenario to fall apart completely.”
“After all, you’re the resident of Room 403. If you break down, it’s the same effect as pushing other NPCs over the edge.”

Ji Linmo furrowed his brows in confusion. The next moment, the prompt bar before his eyes flickered uncontrollably.
【*@#@￥】
【Day: 14】
【Game ends in 00:00:10】
【Players remaining in this scenario: ?%￥#】
No—The scenario is completely collapsing. Only ten minutes remain before the game ends!
Clang, clang!
Ji Linmo looked up; the iron door outside banged violently.
Noises echoed from beyond the door; it sounded as if a crowd had gathered outside!
All the residents of Ruolan Community!
Ji Linmo peered through the peephole and saw the malicious residents, each wielding a weapon, standing at his doorstep.
With the scenario collapsing and no rules to restrain them, these NPCs sought to eliminate the players before the game ended.
“Hah, with just them?”
Ji Linmo’s expression remained unchanged. Without the constraint of rules, it was actually a good thing for him.
It meant he could finally let loose and fight without restraint.
“Come then, let’s have some fun.”
Ji Linmo placed his fingers on the door handle, but suddenly a wave of indescribable weakness surged through his limbs, forcing him to one knee.
His eyes, as black as lacquer, flashed with a faint red glow, his face slowly shifting.
Maintaining a human form wasn’t without cost.
Especially after he had just reverted to a monster and devoured flesh and blood, then endured a violent emotional upheaval—his body was now dangerously unstable.
“Mr. Ji, you look to be in pain.”
Not far off, Qin Feng strolled over at a leisurely pace, looking down at him with mocking amusement, his tone growing ever more delighted.
“Do you need my help?”
“Get lost! Don’t think I can’t kill you now!”
Ji Linmo covered his face; half of it was already melting.
He had to stay calm, focus, and restore his human form.
Otherwise, his body would continue to malfunction, leaving him weak and powerless.
“Wow, there really are so many people outside. Looks like they want to kill us all.”
Qin Feng ignored Ji Linmo’s threats, crouching down to meet his eyes.
He carefully straightened Ji Linmo’s disheveled collar.