Chapter 983: Chapter 981: Infiltration
The film crew’s base area was large, but for Yi Chen, finding where the mask was hidden wasn’t too difficult. He just needed to move closer to areas where no crew members were active and where the surveillance density was higher to find the right direction.
Of course, this process had to be completely confidential.
Miles’ mask, as a remnant of the former Tenth Disaster and the core of the crew, was certainly under surveillance at all times, and any slightest disturbance would be detected.
If Yi Chen wanted to meet the mask in advance, he’d need to show real stealth abilities while also creating an alibi.
He first went to a deserted corner.
“Nash!”
After a soft call, the humanoid Nash, wearing straw sandals, appeared.
“Your acting shouldn’t be bad; after all, you were once William’s assistant.”
Nash, with one hand tugging at the pants stuck in his crack, confidently patted his chest. “Yeah! I’m quite confident in my acting skills. Although I’m not as good as Boss William, in a place like this shooting a low-budget film, it would definitely be a dimensional reduction attack.
So, is Boss Yi preparing for me to join the movie shooting too?”
“No, later you’ll put on the yellow skin, disguise yourself as me, and continue chatting with Mr. Bandi without any problems until I return.”
“No problem, leave it to me. By the way, with the yellow skin following me, what will you wear, Mr. Yi?”
Yi Chen didn’t respond as his suit had already transferred onto Nash under the control of the yellow skin.
Although City of Evil didn’t have moonlight, the film crew’s base at night had lamps resembling moonlight. A ray of white light outlined the nearly perfect physical silhouette of Yi Chen. Compared to William’s perfectly distributed physique, Yi Chen was evidently more rugged but possessed an inexplicable aesthetic.
Nash was stunned, his waist forcibly expanded by two sizes.
In the next second, he heard the sound of waves. When the sound of the waves disappeared, Yi Chen in front of him had also vanished completely. Even he, this longtime parasite in Yi Chen’s brain, couldn’t perceive any aura.
Yi Chen once again completely submerged his body into the Dead Sea, moving through pure concepts.
If one had to describe the movement in the conceptual state with words, it would be like a shadow that can move freely. Once the prey appeared, the black curtain, like the Reaper’s cloak, would rise between the shadows, dragging the target into the deep of the Dead Sea.
Yi Chen’s vision, however, was different,
He seemed to be walking on a special ‘death layer,’ almost identical to reality but transformed into black and white hues with added decorations of skeletons, gray butterflies, white sand, and pure black curtains.
Places where people had died or areas where corpses had been transported in the crew would leave gray butterflies,
Some pillar structures in reality turned into giant bones here, and some ground even became spine-like.
Many corners or seams would accumulate white sand,
The door structures were replaced by black curtains, meaning that in this state, Yi Chen could enter just by lifting the curtain without opening the door,
Although Yi Chen wouldn’t leave traces in reality, he would leave very obvious activity traces within the death layer, traces related to his perception of death.
Every step left behind footprints of seawater,
And a faint mist of death plague would be exhaled from his mouth,
If another person proficient in death and able to enter the layer existed, they could easily detect Yi Chen. However, there was no such existence on the crew’s side, which Yi Chen confirmed on his first day here.
He soon found the location of the [Dungeon], set at the center of an open courtyard, with a spiral staircase descending downward.
The trouble was, the entire courtyard was filled with the crew’s surveillance.
Spotlights of various sizes and cameras of all kinds targeted the courtyard,
With the film’s lead actor from “Fierce Dog,” Liel Oroco, and Dwight Walters from “Underground Crawl” patrolling here.
One holding on to over a dozen dogs, even with dog heads emerging from his abdomen,
The other peeled away all facial senses, retaining only touch, crawling along the ground to perceive the surroundings through vibrations.
In Yi Chen’s view, this courtyard also appeared differently,
“The lights can permeate the layer; it seems they are indeed wary of the dead here. Moreover, the person holding the dogs can also smell the scent of the dead.
Luckily, I’ve reached a deeper level now.”
Yi Chen took out the noose representing the transformation of the Hanging King. When the rope looped around himself, already a concept of death, forming a state of self-suspension.
Buzz!
Yi Chen’s body continued to sink, as if reaching beneath the layer, separated from the surface by an impenetrable layer of water, swimming toward the center of the courtyard.
The lighting in the courtyard couldn’t penetrate the water’s surface,
Only the fierce hunting dogs barked twice towards the empty ground but ultimately failed to sniff out anything unusual.
Buzz!
By the time Yi Chen emerged from the water, he had arrived inside the dungeon.
Below was a small area, just a corridor of more than ten meters, with the cell at the end containing the mask.
The guards, transformed by Miles’ mask into zombies, gathered inside the cell, standing around the wooden box on the central stone platform, upright without any movement.
When Yi Chen lifted the black curtain symbolizing the cell door within the layer and entered the cell.
These zombies turned their heads, their gray-white eyes staring at the door as if they could see Yi Chen’s arrival.
Yet they didn’t sound the alarm or launch an attack; instead, they actively made way, as if the consciousness residing within the mask wanted to see this young man with the death attribute who could infiltrate here alone.
Yi Chen also seemed summoned from outside the door, otherwise, he wouldn’t have entered so recklessly.
When Yi Chen reached the front of the wooden box, the box opened automatically.
The white skin mask symbolizing the classic film “Halloween” lay inside, perhaps because it wasn’t on anyone’s head, the mask itself didn’t release overwhelming murderous intent.
Yi Chen didn’t reach out to touch it, just looked at the mask, as if there was some secret communication between the two.
The surface of the mask slightly bulged; it seemed quite satisfied with Yi Chen’s slaughter of the Eighth Disaster last night.
…
2 a.m.
The hotel entrance opened,
Yi Chen’s expression was colder than ever, and his body was wrapped more tightly than before.
However, as he walked towards the lobby elevator, his steps wavered. Before his fingers could touch the elevator, his body fell heavily to the ground.
The manager hurriedly came over and, after checking, confirmed the other person had fainted from excessive exhaustion.
“Such intense mental combat… it’s fortunate to return alive. Rest well.”
The manager rang the bell in his hand, and a waiter appeared out of nowhere to carry Yi Chen on his shoulder, returning him to his room.