redvbooks Chapter 149 The Wolf Has Really Arrived!
Chapter 149 The Wolf Has Really Arrived!
Lin Feng was clearly not expected to witness such a scene, and a look of obvious astonishment flashed across his face.
But he quickly realized what was happening and immediately coughed lightly as if on cue, his gaze very "sensibly" shifting to the medical equipment beside him.
His tone was normal: "Excuse me, Dr. Vivian. I just wanted to ask if you could prescribe some... um, painkillers? I'm worried my roommate might feel unwell tonight."
Vivian didn't dare look Lin Feng in the eye. Her face was flushed, and she rushed to the medicine cabinet, grabbed a box of painkillers, and shoved it into Lin Feng's hand.
"Here you go! Give him two pills as soon as you get back. If the pain persists, you can give him another one every 4-6 hours, but don't give him more than 5 times in 24 hours."
Lin Feng took the medicine, nodded, and said, "Thank you, doctor. Good night."
As soon as the door closed, Vivian immediately covered her face with her hands and stomped her foot: "This is so embarrassing!"
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Back in dormitory 107, Vassim carefully placed Ryuichi Kamishiro on his bed and made him lie face down.
Lin Feng quickly scanned under the bed—finding nothing amiss—then, following the doctor's orders, he poured out two painkillers and helped Kamishiro take them.
The drug took effect quickly, and Kamishiro gradually drifted into unconsciousness amidst low, labored breathing.
Lin Feng turned his gaze to Tom: "Going to take a shower?"
After all, you have to shower every day to wash away the stale air. It's a rule, and there's no way to avoid it.
Tom nodded and deftly took out a change of clothes, a towel, and the crucial green soap.
Having learned a bloody lesson from Ryuichi Kamishiro, the way the two held the soap revealed a cautiousness as if facing a formidable enemy.
When they lathered their bodies with soap, their fingertips were tense and their movements were stiff, as if what was sliding on their skin was not a piece of soap for cleaning, but a wet, round grenade that could escape from between their fingers at any moment and explode with a bang.
Only when they returned to their dormitory, still damp and smelling of soap, did they both breathe a sigh of relief.
Just as I was about to use the leverage to roll onto the bed, at that moment—
"Tom Miller..."
A voice rang out.
It was extremely faint, as ethereal as an illusion, yet terrifyingly clear.
Tom jolted awake, his body visibly stiffening.
He turned his head in alarm, looking at Lin Feng who had just lain down and Wasim who was doing sit-ups on the bed, his voice trembling:
"No...it wasn't you...don't scare me..."
Wasim snorted coldly through his nostrils, not even raising his head: "What now? You've had a long day, and you're still playing these tricks? Is it fun? Go to sleep!"
"No! I really heard it! Someone called my full name!" Tom's forehead veins bulged with anxiety. "I swear! I'd be a son of a bitch if I'm lying!"
Seeing that Tom's face was pale and his expression seemed genuine, Lin Feng frowned and said, "It's because Dormitory Rule 4 has been triggered."
[If you clearly hear someone calling your full name in your dorm room, but your roommate insists they didn't hear anything, ignore the first and second times.]
If this happens a third time, you must immediately go to the cooling-off room and stay for half an hour.
He reassured me in a deep voice, "Don't be so nervous. As long as it doesn't happen a third time, everything should be fine."
Before Lin Feng could finish speaking, Tom's pupils suddenly contracted in fear—
"Tom Miller..."
Second tone!
It was closer and clearer than the first sound, as if a damp, cold air current swept across the back of his neck.
"It's happening again..." he murmured, his voice already trembling with sobs.
Immediately afterward, before Lin Feng and Wasim could react, Tom's body trembled violently again.
"Tom Miller!!!"
The third sound exploded in his mind like a thunderclap!
The voice was laced with naked malice and greed, as if an invisible predator had finally locked onto its prey, licking its sharp teeth and declaring that Tom was its meal.
Mu suddenly covered her ears, her cheek muscles twitching uncontrollably, and all the color drained from her face, leaving it as pale as paper.
All that remained in his eyes was boundless fear, his pupils trembling violently in despair.
"The...third time!" he squeezed out the words hoarsely, his voice distorted and twisted with extreme fear.
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Studio:
"Holy crap! Tom's not acting! His face's turned pale!"
"Oh no, it really triggered the third tone!"
"This shows that some jokes are just that—jokes. They might actually come back to haunt you!"
"Tom, run! To the cooling-off room!"
"I bet five cents there are hidden rules in the cooling-off room!"
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Lin Feng: "Tom, you need to get to the cooling-off room right away!"
Tom shook his head frantically: "Even a fool could tell it's a trap in there! I'd definitely die if I went! I'm not going!"
"But if you don't go," Wasim's voice carried an undeniable cruelty, "you might die even faster..."
The words had barely left his mouth!
Tom suddenly felt a heavy weight on his shoulder!
It felt as if an invisible, cold, heavy boulder had suddenly pressed down on him, causing his knees to involuntarily bend and his breathing to become difficult.
Tom trembled violently: "Something's pressing down on me!"
Lin Feng's eyes narrowed, and he quickly turned to the wardrobe, pretending to take something, but actually taking out the beverage bottle containing the "Water Stain Ghost" from his personal space and unscrewing the cap without hesitation.
"This water has the effect of warding off evil spirits; I'll pour some into your pocket."
He spoke rapidly, his tone leaving no room for argument, "Time waits for no one. You must go to the cooling-off room immediately! If you delay any longer, you might be crushed to death!"
Tom, as if grasping at a straw, nodded repeatedly: "Quick! Pour it down!"
Lin Feng immediately tilted the bottle and poured half of the liquid into Tom's pajama pocket.
The water stains quickly spread, soaking large sections of his trousers.
A cold sensation came over him, making Tom, who was on the verge of collapse, shudder and sober up a bit.
"Is...is this enough?" Tom asked, a little uneasy. "Pour some more!"
"Too much of a good thing! This is enough!" Lin Feng shook his head decisively, clutching the remaining half bottle of water tightly in his hand.
Lin Feng knew perfectly well that this water stain had no power to exorcise evil spirits!
He did this to give Tom psychological support, to give him the courage to go to the cooling-off room.
Secondly, we must use these water stains as our eyes to investigate the truth and falsehood of the calm room.
He poured out half and left the other half because this "water stain ghost" possesses a strange property similar to quantum entanglement—
No matter how far apart they are, they can instantly sense each other's state.
With the half-full bottle of water in his hand, he could remotely observe Tom's experience in the calming room and react immediately.
Under the pressure of that invisible weight, Tom dared not delay for even a moment longer.
He staggered out of dormitory 107, taking one slow, deliberate step after another.
The corridor leading to the cooling-off room had never felt so long.
With no one by his side, the deathly silence amplified his fear infinitely, and the weight on his shoulders almost broke his spine.
Tom was panting heavily, sweat dripping from his forehead and hitting the cold ground.
He kept muttering to himself, as if reciting a single prayer:
"I'm not a comedy king like Jim Carrey yet... I... can't die here!"
Finally, a cold, impersonal sign came into his blurry vision—
Cooling-off Room!