The girl at the front desk walked to guest room 115 under everyone's gaze, raised her hand and knocked on the door a few times: "Good morning, madam, your wake-up time is now 8:30 in the morning."

No one in the room responded.

"Dong dong dong." The girl at the front desk paused for a moment and knocked on the door again.

"Hello ma'am, may I ask——"

"It hurts...help...help me..."

The front desk knocked on the door as if breaking the hidden barrier. After a brief silence, the voice of the girl in the room finally came from the door, hoarse and pale, "I...it really hurts..."

Through the thin shoji door, everyone in the corridor heard the weak voice coming from inside the house and unconsciously held their breath.

The girl at the front desk knocked on the door and her hand froze in mid-air: "Hello, madam, is there anything I can do for you?"

"Doctor, I need a doctor..." The voice inside the door became weaker and weaker, "My stomach hurts so much."

Girl at the front desk: "Are you on your period? I can prepare brown sugar and adzuki bean soup for you."

"I don't know...it hurts so much!" The voice of the girl in the room was almost crying.

"Can I come in and see how you are doing?" The girl at the front desk did not push the door open, but tried to ask for the guest's consent.

"Please, please come in..."

After receiving permission, the girl at the front desk opened the shoji door, and a group of tourists who were watching gathered together and looked curiously into Room 115.

A strong smell of blood hit my face.

Qi Jiu sniffed. In addition to the smell of blood, there was also an indescribable weird smell in the air.

He looked over everyone's shoulders and saw the weird bulge in the belly of the girl lying on the bed. She was covering her belly with trembling hands, curling up into a ball to try to relieve the pain. Red to black liquid flowed out from between her legs, and her body

The white tatami underneath has been dyed deep red.

The girl in the yukata had a face as white as paper. She was sweating profusely in pain in the unheated room. Her long hair hanging on the pillow was wet and sticky. It was unclear whether it was wet with blood or sweat.

"You..." No one dared to enter this strange-smelling room without permission, and only stared at the strange scene in front of them in surprise.

Their eyes were all focused on the girl's bulging belly, but they clearly remembered that the single girl's flat belly yesterday was definitely not what she looked like now after being pregnant for several months.

And it was obvious that even if the fetus in her belly really grew overnight, the current amount of bleeding was so alarming that it was basically impossible to save the fetus in her belly.

The girl at the front desk let out a low "ah" and then said: "It turns out you are pregnant with the baby. What a coincidence. It's snowy and we can't contact the doctors outside. The clinic in the hot spring street has also been closed for a long time. There is nothing we can do.

I’m looking for a doctor to prescribe medicine for you.”

The girl clutched her stomach and looked at her dying: "I'm not pregnant, I don't know what's going on... My stomach... hurts so much, I need a doctor."

"Help me, please help me."

The girl at the front desk seemed to have not heard her words. She tilted her head and said cheerfully, "How about I cook you a bowl of brown sugar and red bean soup? This is good for pregnant women and babies."

"I'm not, not pregnant...this belly is not mine!" The girl almost went crazy with pain and shouted desperately.

The girl at the front desk nodded and said with a smile: "Guest, please be patient. Emotional fluctuations are very bad for babies. I will go and make red bean soup for you."

With that said, the girl at the front desk trotted to the restaurant and asked to make a bowl of red bean soup.

The girl with a swollen belly finally lost the energy to get angry. She closed her eyes weakly, her eyelashes trembling, and tears kept falling from the corners of her eyes.

Qi Chu clearly remembered the meal each traveler chose last night. 115 This girl had hot spring egg ramen.

He thought that the problem with the ramen itself was not big, so the problem was probably with the perfectly cooked hot spring egg.

Girl 115 was not pregnant before last night. She also emphasized many times that the belly was not hers, so...

Does the "hot spring egg" symbolize the fetus that appeared out of thin air in her belly?

But the hot spring eggs are in a half-cooked state. According to the previous state of the Death Traveler, the more cooked the food, the stronger the attack the diner will suffer, and the types of attacks are all related to fire.

However, there were no signs of burns or burns on girl 115, so the damage may have been borne by the "fetus" that suddenly appeared in her belly.

Because the egg itself also symbolizes the immature embryo, Qi Zhu speculated that a hard-boiled egg is a stillbirth.

"Need my help?"

The older witch was about to walk into the house, but the young witch immediately pulled her back with a worried look on her face. The older witch shook her head at her, "It's okay. The rules only mention that "you cannot open the doors of other residents at will", and

There’s nothing that says you can’t enter through an open door.”

"I think this lady may need my help," the older witch stood beside the blood-stained bed, staring down at the dying girl, "but my help is never free, it depends on the lady's willingness.

I’m not willing to pay the price for this.”

As she spoke, she leaned down slightly and asked in a calm but strange tone, "Miss, are you willing to let me take away the pain for you?"

At this moment, girl 115's entire mental state was on the verge of collapse. She nodded hurriedly, grabbed the witch's black robe and said tremblingly: "I...I am willing...help me...it hurts..."

"Very good, I feel your energy," the witch stared quietly at her dilated pupils, touching her swollen belly with a hand covered with crystal ornaments, "I can eliminate all pain for you, but you have to agree.

I, keep your belly well, and I will temporarily keep the child inside for you."

The girl's eyes widened in an instant, and she looked at the witch with pain and disbelief in her eyes: "No, no... this is not my child... it is..."

The witch calmly held her trembling hand: "I know, it doesn't matter whose child it is, and it doesn't matter whether it is a child, but I believe that it appears out of thin air as part of a clue or some kind of metaphor. I need to keep it."

Get off it and observe.”

"This is my condition. I promise I won't let you suffer like this anymore. You just need to use your stomach to support it temporarily."

The girl hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded with tears in her eyes. She was in too much pain. If she had to choose between pain and pregnancy, then she wanted to stop the pain that made her miserable.

This is the first version she has entered after coming out of the new version. She has used up all the pain relief items, and her pleasure value has dropped rapidly in the severe pain. If the pain continues, she may not be able to survive the night.

The witch raised her lips: "I think you made the wisest choice."

The witch is good at making herbal soup. When the girl at the front desk actually brought a bowl of hot red bean soup, the witch dropped her own special painkilling potion into the hot soup. The originally red sugar water turned a strangely bright purple color.

"Drink it, and you will be able to end your current pain." The witch brought the purple soup to the 115 girls. "Drink it with a calm mood, relax, and let your soul drift with the flow. You will get better soon.

.”

What she said was weird, but the girl didn't care anymore. She took the life-saving soup and immediately drank it down in a bowl.

After about five minutes, her rapid breathing finally stabilized, and the painful sweat on her body gradually stopped.

Although her face was still pale, she looked much calmer than before, and her curled limbs were gradually relaxing and stretching.

"Do you feel better?" the witch asked, touching her bulging belly.

Girl 115 half-closed her eyes and nodded weakly: "It doesn't hurt that much anymore."

But the next second, the girl's eyes suddenly opened wide. She looked at the witch in disbelief, and the witch smiled and rubbed her belly: "Look, the little guy inside can already move."

"But, it's probably strange..." the girl said with trembling lips.

Witch: "It doesn't matter, it won't hurt you for the time being."

The process of the witch relieving the pain of 115 girls was watched by everyone, including the witch using the pendulum to choose the right food in the restaurant last night. Both of these things proved the witch's talent advantage in the supernatural dungeon.

Now among all the life-oriented players, witches have become the boss in their eyes and the target of copying their homework.

After dealing with the affairs of the 115 girls, the elder witch took out a piece of black velvet cloth and spread it on the hotel corridor. Then she took out a pair of copper-paper Tarot cards and placed the twenty-two Major Arcana cards on the black cloth.

Having prepared all this, the witch ritually took out matches and candles.

Just when she was about to light the candle with a match, Qi Kui, who had been suffering from no reason to stay and continue to observe, finally found an entry point.

He came over and reminded the witch in a friendly manner: "Sorry, we prohibit the use of open flame candles in our hotel."

Qi Jiu believes that the taboo "forbidden fire" is not only applicable to "NPCs", because "fire" is the source of disaster, so the taboo will penetrate into the details of the dungeon in various forms.

The witch's hand striking the match immediately stopped. She raised her head and looked deeply at Qi Qiu, who was wearing Neng's face. After a moment, she nodded gratefully: "Okay, I understand. Thank you for reminding me."

The taboos mentioned by this "NPC" are not recorded in the "Visitor Check-in Rules", but this does not mean that the other party is talking nonsense. "No use of open flames" is probably a hidden rule.

"But my card array needs energy. Can you do me a favor?" the witch said to Qi Qiu, "I'm sorry for delaying your work."

Qi Ku nodded slightly and asked politely: "It is my duty to serve you. What do you need me to do?"

The witch handed the mirror to Qi Jiu's hand: "When I set up the card array later, help me hold it up and shine it towards the card array."

"I need you to complete this thing, so please." The witch said sincerely.

"Of course there is no problem, but why choose me?" Qi Jiu asked.

He was not worried that he would be in danger because the "Guest Rules" explicitly prohibited players from harming hotel staff in any form. He was just curious about how the other party considered it.

The witch replied: "Because you are a staff member living in the hotel, you can help me connect to the magnetic field energy of the hotel very well, which is very important for divination."

The card array needs to have enough energy so that the fortune teller can obtain correct guidance.

Candlelight is an object that can gather energy fields, but if the hotel prohibits open flames, she has to find another way.

Another object that can attract and emit energy fields is a mirror, but the energy of the mirror is weaker than that of candlelight. It needs something related to the "hotel" as an energy connection.

The energy field of people is greater than that of objects, so the "NPC" living in the dungeon is the best choice for energy connection.

Qin Rang standing aside:?

It seems that this witch's skills are not very good. She didn't realize that Qi Kui was just a bad guy pretending to be an "NPC". He came here like all the players and didn't have the energy to connect to the hotel.

Qi Jiu smiled apologetically: "But I'm just an intern who has just been here for two days. Doesn't it matter?"
To be continued...