Chapter7

Looking a bit further out, distant buildings twisted and warped, and up on their roofs strange blobs of flesh squirmed.

Jiang Che looked down; a silver key lay on the ground.

Jiang Che bent down and picked it up.

The key was right in front of him; could this be his key?

Was this house his home?

Were his family inside?

At the moment Jiang Che picked up the key, the people watching the livestream started screaming.

Red Pearl Mental Hospital had a total of 395 people, now there were 395 survivor streams—each one scattered across different spots once they entered the dungeon.

Just one glance and the viewers recognized the dungeon before them.

This dungeon was named [Despair], number nine.

It was one of the SSS-level dungeons that no survivor had ever escaped from.

Unlike other certain-death dungeons, most of the SSS-level ones have obviously marked exits, never hiding them—almost taunting survivors.

But knowing where the exit is one thing, actually getting out is another.

Some exits are guarded by spirits, making escape impossible.

Only the ninth dungeon has never had its exit found—hence, Despair.

To date, the ninth dungeon had opened 19 times, with 8,723 participants; escapes: zero.

In every stream, survivors were already screaming in hopelessness,

"How can it be! How can it be number nine!"

"Out of tens of thousands of dungeons—it had to be number nine!"

"I'd rather kill myself than let the spirits torture me!"