《Dachang City Chemical Plant Leak Incident! 》
“The smog in Dachang City actually covered an entire city, isn't that incredible!”
“Nonsense! It’s not chemical smog at all. I have a friend in Dachang City who said it’s haunted!”
“Right, my friend also said many people died in Dachang City!”
“You guys upstairs are the ones talking nonsense. How can there be ghosts in this world?”
“I also think it’s impossible. Although the smog color is abnormal, how could it be a haunting…”
Wan Hao was sitting in an Arcade brushing through a forum; he was the area Security Administrator for this establishment.
“Heh, this is truly bizarre. What era is it that people still believe in ghosts?”
Wan Hao shook his head as he spoke, preparing to close the thread, but he found he couldn't refresh it!
“I’m connected to WiFi, why is there no signal?”
Just then, the lights in the hall flickered a few times. Wan Hao put down his phone, which had no signal, took out a cigarette from his pack, and just as he was about to Light up, a lighter suddenly extended in front of him to light it for him.
Wan Hao looked up; the person approaching was a young teenager whom Wan Hao was quite familiar with.
His name was Shen Biao. Once, when Wan Hao was passing by an alley, he saw Shen Biao being robbed and helped him out once. Ever since then, Shen Biao had been following Wan Hao, calling him Brother Hao.
It is worth mentioning that there were over a dozen people on the opposing side back then, and only two on his side, yet Wan Hao relentlessly chased and beat the dozen people.
Although those people weren't as big as Wan Hao, their Strength was not much less than that of adults, and Wan Hao had always possessed one advantage since childhood: he could fight and take a beating!
Wan Hao took the lighter from Shen Biao’s hand and put it directly into his own pocket, while simultaneously extending a hand, signaling Shen Biao to take out whatever else he was carrying.
“Kids shouldn't carry these strange things around. How many times do I have to tell you to stop coming to places like this!”
Shen Biao gave an awkward smile and said, “This time I wanted to ask Brother Hao for a favor…”
Saying this, he took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and placed it in Wan Hao’s hand.
The young Shen Biao simply wouldn't listen to anything Wan Hao said about not smoking or playing games; he just thought doing those things looked cool…
Wan Hao placed the confiscated cigarettes upside down on the table, took a deep drag, and said, “I’m not going to fight for you or anything, scram back home!”
Wan Hao’s tone didn't sound angry, but his expression was somewhat serious.
“No way, Brother Hao, I’m not messing around anymore. This time I need you to attend a parent-teacher conference for me.”
Shen Biao leaned in with a fawning smile, trying to take a cigarette from Wan Hao’s hand, but Wan Hao slapped it away.
“A parent-teacher conference? Are you sick? You want me, a model youth who manages this place, to attend a parent-teacher conference?”
Wan Hao glanced sideways at Shen Biao and spoke irritably.
Shen Biao chuckled sheepishly, just about to continue speaking when someone suddenly ran out from inside the Arcade. The person spoke with a look of panic.
“Brother Hao! It looks like someone suddenly died while playing a game…”
Wan Hao frowned upon hearing this. This was not a small matter; as the person in charge here, he needed to go See what the situation was.
“Take me over to See what’s going on!”
After speaking, he turned back and said fiercely to Shen Biao, “You brat, don’t get curious and follow me. If I see you later, we’re not done! Get lost and go back to class right now!”
“Brother Hao, I’m already out of school…”
“Then go back and study!”
After speaking, Wan Hao stopped paying attention to Shen Biao and followed the staff member into the Arcade.
Smoking was prohibited in the Arcade, so Wan Hao often stayed outside, only going in occasionally to check things.
As soon as he entered, Wan Hao involuntarily gave a Shiver; a wave of cold, damp chill washed over him.
“What’s going on? Why is the air conditioning set so low?” Wan Hao cursed inwardly and followed the staff member’s pace.
As he spoke, Wan Hao noticed the indoor lights flicker a few more times.
“Seriously, the Circuit is unstable, and they still set the AC this low!”
Before long, Wan Hao arrived at the location the staff member had indicated. The staff member had already cordoned off the area, and the Arcade was noisy with a jumble of various music; few people noticed the situation here.
“Brother Hao!”
“Brother Hao is here!”
Wan Hao was somewhat of a leader in this establishment. The staff members followed his lead entirely, and even regular patrons respectfully called out Brother Hao.
Wan Hao nodded in acknowledgment of the greetings and noticed the patron slumped over the game machine.
As he approached, Wan Hao smelled a foul, rotten odor, like a dead rat from a sewer, which made him frown involuntarily.
The Arcade was cleaned daily, and such a strong stench should have been noticed and dealt with by someone. This really shouldn't be happening!
He glanced again at the patron slumped over the game machine—clearly the person who had suddenly died, as the staff member mentioned—and Looked towards a staff member nearby, asking.
“What’s the situation? Are you sure he’s dead?” Wan Hao didn't immediately check the situation but first asked for the cause of the incident.
“I’m not very clear either. The patron said he suddenly smelled something foul, then looked for staff. After Sister Li investigated, they found the smell was coming from this patron. Sister Li saw the man was asleep and patted him, but there was no reaction at all…”
“So Sister Li leaned in for a closer Look, and then Sister Li was scared to tears, constantly saying he was dead, dead…”
“Seeing Sister Li’s state, none of us dared to go over and Look, so we could only… only come find Brother Hao…”
The staff member stammered slightly as he spoke, clearly a bit embarrassed.
Wan Hao understood the general situation, but he still frowned.
An Arcade isn't like an internet cafe; it doesn't operate all night. Even if someone played from opening to closing, they shouldn't suddenly die.
Unless this person had already been grinding for a long time before coming here…
This person was emitting a foul odor, and Wan Hao was reluctant to get close, but the boss hired him not to be idle. The staff respected him because he could resolve any trouble that arose.
Even though he hadn't encountered a situation like this before, he needed to step up now.
“First, confirm if it’s sudden death. If he is dead, call the police!”
Wan Hao said to the person beside him.
“Yes, we were about to call the police just now, but everyone said to wait until Brother Hao arrived.”
Hearing this, Wan Hao was stunned. He wasn't the boss; did this kind of thing require his presence before a decision could be made?
Wan Hao didn't think too much about it. Holding his breath, he walked toward the person slumped over the game machine. There was no choice; it truly smelled awful. Even after standing nearby for a while, he hadn't gotten used to it; instead, the smell seemed to be getting stronger.
“Hey buddy, wake up. We don't offer lodging here.”
Wan Hao patted the person’s shoulder but received no response.
Wan Hao was mentally prepared. If he woke up just by being called, he wouldn't still be lying here. What needed to be done now was to confirm whether this person was unconscious or had died suddenly…
Wan Hao supported the person’s waist with one hand and prepared to move his hand away to check for breath with the other.
As soon as Wan Hao’s hand touched the person’s hand, he felt an intense cold!
“Damn! So cold. With the air conditioning set this low, he’s going to catch a cold.”
Wan Hao still didn't believe someone would actually die suddenly while gaming; he just assumed the person had passed out. Given the person’s extremely low body temperature now, he was even worried about whether the person might catch a cold.
“Damn, could he really be dead? He’s so stiff!”
As he tried to move the hand, Wan Hao found it incredibly difficult because the person’s hand was too rigid, completely unlike the soft, limp state of someone asleep…
While fiddling with the hand, Wan Hao saw the hand exposed from the person’s wide sleeve cuff!
The entire hand was extremely withered, looking as if only a layer of skin covered the bone, and the skin on the hand was bluish-purple, already covered with Corpse Spots!
Seeing this scene, every hair on Wan Hao’s body stood on end!
He was terrified!
His neck stiffly turned as he Looked at the person whose body he had already turned halfway over.
Both cheeks of this person had severely decomposed, and one could even See the mouth through the rotted cheek. The nose had collapsed, revealing only two holes. The eyes were wide open, as if they had Seen something unbelievable, and then one of the eyes had also decomposed!