The Gentleman at the End-Chapter 735 - 733 Fear Density

Grep could be considered well-traveled and had seen many terrifying things, especially recently during his firewood gathering period, and owing to the influence of the Evil Sun’s consciousness, he had never felt any fear.

All sorts of patients from the Old World had experienced the terror of Evil Techniques.

At that moment, however, Grep felt his heart rate soar to 160, and he needed to press his hand against his heart and take some whiskey to slightly ease it.

The shadow he had just seen reflected in the mirror, even though he hadn’t seen it clearly, had triggered an instinctual sense of fear in him.

It was not merely a numeric reminder; Grep could distinctly feel that part of his own fear had been drawn away.

"What’s going on! Is this also the pressure brought by the Duke?

Why does a mere black thing make me so afraid? I wasn’t even this scared when I was deep in underground lava...

The Duke should only be in charge of maintaining balance, this must be an unknown method of the Fear Circus.

Is the pressure of the preliminaries this intense? Speaking of which, if I had chosen to ignore the water sound in the bedroom just now, maybe this wouldn’t have happened? I must be more cautious in the future, try to avoid triggering these kinds of fear events as much as possible."

Grep didn’t rush to leave but instead opened the window and looked out at the city of ’Lu Pu’ outside.

This was not the Lu Pu he remembered, not even resembling the style of the Old World,

Lu Pu City, as described in stories, was filled with skyscrapers made of steel and concrete, incessant rain, and chimneys rising in different areas of the city.

Pedestrians on the streets all held umbrellas, with a few vehicles passing through the streets, and the only audible sound was that of the rain.

He put on shoes, took an umbrella, and also brought the bottle of whiskey that had only a little left.

In addition, he found a revolver in the bottom drawer of his desk, which was an unexpected find, and clipped it to his waist before formally heading to the location indicated by the commission letter.

But no sooner had he walked out of the apartment than he encountered a scantily clad, blonde woman smoking in the hallway. Most importantly, the woman seemed to recognize Grep and took the initiative to greet him.

"Mr. 71, long time no see. Do you need me to keep you company today?"

"No, thank you,"

Grep decisively refused. In his view, anyone he met could be Patients disguised, with limited spots for the moon landing, it was entirely possible that scenarios involving mutual killings could occur.

The woman, already accustomed to being rejected, didn’t insist and continued leaning against the wall smoking.

Grep pressed the staircase button at the end of the hallway,

Ding dong! The panel displayed [13], and the elevator door began to slowly open.

However, the situation inside the elevator stunned Grep.

Because inside the elevator there was also a smoking woman, blonde and blue-eyed, identical to the woman he had just seen in the hallway, even the freckles on her face were exactly the same.

Grep suddenly turned around and saw that the previous woman was still standing in the corridor,

Both women’s demeanors and actions, even the brand of the cigarettes in their hands, were exactly the same,

The only difference was that the woman in the elevator just glanced at Grep, seemingly not recognizing him, and said impatiently, "Are you coming in or not?"

Another prompt tone rang in Grep’s mind,

『Authenticity identification activated. Opening the ’Third Eye’ can increase the success rate of distinction, but seeing the true form of the ’different’ might bring psychological fear.

Choosing incorrectly will result in an attack from the differing entity, possibly endangering life. Do you want to activate?』

『Activate!』

Grep did not like gambling; such 50% odds of gambling did not seem worth it to him. Once dead, he would inevitably be out, and it could even cause irreversible damage to his real self.

A ring-shaped scar on his forehead faintly outlined the shape of a burnt eye, and ash drifted in his field of vision, making the scene clearer.

The woman inside the elevator still looked at him impatiently,

But, when she saw the burnt eye imprinted in Grep’s forehead, her face showed surprise, even forgetting to shake off the cigarette ash.

The woman in front of him had no issues; everything was normal.

This meant that the woman in the passage behind him was likely a problem!

Here, Grep played it smart; he didn’t turn around to look but walked straight into the elevator and reached back to press the close button with his body facing away.

Only when the elevator started moving and the woman next to him showed no signs of abnormality did Grep breathe a sigh of relief.

"In doing so, I could neither see nor complete the so-called authenticity test... The ’Fear Density’ of this game is really high."

Just then, the woman in the elevator asked with a surprised face, "Excuse me, are you an ’Other’?"

"Other? I am a detective, you can call me ’71.’"

"Then you must have received a blessing from the gods! To be given such special eyes, I’m very glad to meet someone like you, my name is Suny Wexman.

Were you just looking at something? Is there something ’dirty’ on me?"

"No, it’s nothing."

"That’s good, I was really scared! Lately, all sorts of strange things have been happening around Lu Pu City, and even a good sister of mine has lost contact for several days.

I plan to earn enough money and then leave this cursed place.

If Mr. 71 needs it, I can come over to offer my services; here is my phone number!"

Suny took out a business card and handed it over.

Grep did not refuse her kindness and took it with his hand.

The elevator reached the ground floor of the apartment building, and Suny walked ahead in her high heels, seemingly in a hurry, "I have an appointment with a special client today, call me tomorrow, I look forward to our meeting again."

Grep nodded and followed her out of the apartment building,

Suddenly, he remembered something; he was not familiar with this ’New Lu Pu’ created by the Yin Head, and it was a good opportunity to ask this newly acquainted lady.

"Miss Suny, do you know which direction Romman Street is in?"

Suny turned her head back, flicking cigarette ash to the ground, "Romman Street, it’s a bit far! You might need to take a taxi there, the drivers know the way, I wish you a safe journey..."

"Be careful!"

Grep suddenly sensed some danger, as if something was falling from a high altitude, but they were several meters apart and it was not possible to reach out and pull her.

Grep instinctively opened his Third Eye and saw clearly what was falling... It was an ’Other’ just like Suny.

Head to head collision!

Crack!

Bright red and pink liquids splashed onto Grep’s face.

The previously cheerful Suny had now turned into a piece of ’blood and flesh art.’

Due to the perfectly vertical angle of impact and the high-speed collision, Suny’s legs were spread apart, anchored to the ground as if she were sitting on a stake,

Their skulls, shattered from the collision, had their vertebrae interlocking into each other’s necks, achieving ’combining and stabilization’ and resembling a symmetrically structured vase standing in front of Grep.

Looking at this scene, Grep immediately took out his remaining whiskey and downed it in one gulp.

"As a result of timely intake of whiskey, fear value consumption reduced by half, current individual fear value remaining - ’9’."

Under the influence of alcohol, Grep suppressed the fear and discomfort in his heart, covered his mouth, and decisively left the scene. Just then, a taxi passed by, he waved and got in.

"To Romman Street, number 07A."

The driver did not respond but just slowly started driving.

After passing three whole streets, the dissipating fear inside Grep finally stabilized, and he regained focus on the present to discover another problem.

Looking at the driver in the front seat through the rearview mirror of the taxi, Grep realized that the driver had no face.