Chapter 8: If you don’t want people to know
The scene in front of him flashed before his eyes, Bai Yan was free from the game and finally returned to the real world.
Discovering that he was back to where he was before, the first thing that Bai Yan did was to inspect the room’s wall clock. He was inside the game for half an hour. However, only a minute had passed in the real world.
‘So 30 minutes inside the game was equivalent to a minute in the real world, or no matter how much time passed by in the game, it will always be one minute in the real world?’
This thought flashed through Bai Yan’s mind. But before he could continue pondering about it, a sudden burst of vertigo suddenly struck him out of nowhere.
Since noon, he hadn’t eaten or drank anything due to him being, at that time, extremely agitated. He had momentarily forgotten about this matter, so after a while, he was finally able to relax. The fatigue caused by the game and hunger from starving for a day, came in thick and fast, surging in his body to express protest.
“I can’t even call for take out in this kind of circumstances. Forget it, I’ll just eat whatever I have.”
Bai Yan stared at the blood-stained floor. Because of his dripping clothes, the floor was colored by bloody water and had even spread through the surrounding area.
Additionally, because his balance earlier was unstable, resulting in him propping his hand against the wall to support himself, a clear bloody handprint was left on the wall. If people were to see it, it may be impossible to fool them with the excuse that it was just art.
After being soaked thoroughly in blood, he didn’t know if he could still use it…