The Hand of Confession – Chapter 360

Volume 11: The Days of Traversing Through the Mirror

Qi Chunxue

This time, there won’t be any problems!

This wasn’t the first instance Qi Chunxue had gone through.

But no matter how many times she went through them, she could never get used to life inside the instances.

She was naturally afraid of these things, and every game would scare her to the point of farts rolling and piss flowing¹. In the Confession Game, players who were one startle, one jump² were never welcomed by anyone and were the most likely to be pushed out as cannon ash³. Fortunately, her expression management was excellent, often making her seem like a reliable big sister. She had used this facade to fool many people…

The players were a basin of loose sand⁴ and needed a leader to come together. She bypassed Wu Mei, told a small lie, and quickly gained the trust of the other players, becoming the leader of dorm room 3056.

She had seen the message from the girl named Maomao in the group chat a long time ago, but she never had the heart to click the link and look, so she could only guide the other players in her dorm by knocking on the side and striking from the flank⁵—especially that little newcomer. Without Wu Mei’s protection, she was definitely the easiest to fool.

But to her disappointment, the other four didn’t act impulsively, only saying they would wait until the next day to see Maomao’s situation before making a decision.

The night had grown deep, and the lights in the dorm were out. The swaying shadows of trees were reflected on the blue curtains. She only glanced at them once before her heart inexplicably started to race. She could only try her best to avoid looking at the curtains, her eyes fixed on her phone screen.

The fear in her heart made it impossible for her to sleep. She fiddled with her phone, her fingers swiping back and forth across the screen, and accidentally opened the group member list.

The positions of group members were generally arranged by the first letter of their group nickname. She noticed the newcomer had quietly changed her name, adding an “a” to the front of her nickname so she would be ranked at the very top, avoiding that extra person. But the result was clearly going to disappoint her; the nickname of the gray avatar was still blank, yet it had jumped to the top along with her. It had clearly latched onto her.

She secretly glanced up at the newcomer’s bed, number five, but it was too dark all around, so she could only see a bulging, lumpy figure.

Qi Chunxue’s lips curled into a rather mocking smile.

The poor newcomer probably doesn’t even know she’s been targeted.

As she thought this, a certain sense of superiority suddenly rose in her heart. This long-lost feeling slightly reduced the fear within her, and her fingers relaxed as she swiped across the phone screen.

In the real world, she had more than enough capital for superiority. A beautiful face, a wealthy family background—everything was enough to place her above most people. But in the game world, she became the most inconspicuous one. Because when life and death were on the line, no one would notice if she was pretty, nor would anyone care how much money she had in reality, which truly created a gap that was hard for her to accept.

But today, looking at the newcomer who didn’t even dare to poke her head out from under the covers, that long-lost joy once again surged into her heart, causing her gaze toward the newcomer to carry a trace of condescending pity.

How pitiful the newcomer is. She might not even survive tonight.

As she thought about it, superiority replaced fear. She was no longer trembling, no longer felt cold. Her whole body felt as if it were soaking in a hot spring, light and floaty all over, as if she would fly away in the next second.

The forum that she had been so terrified of in the afternoon didn’t seem so scary at this moment. She rolled over, and with a casual tap, she entered it.

The forum’s background was a dark, gloomy red. At first glance, it looked like flowing fresh blood, but upon closer inspection, there seemed to be nothing there.

She didn’t think much of it and directly clicked on a post floating in red⁶: 【818⁷ How many men has Wu Huiling actually hooked up with】

【1st Floor, Original Poster】
Everyone probably knows what kind of person Wu Huiling is. The OP also recently discovered that my boyfriend actually had a leg with her⁸. I was so disgusted at the time that I broke up with him immediately. But the more I thought about it later, the angrier I got. I felt I couldn’t just let this pair of dog man and woman⁹ off, so I tried every means possible to become besties with a certain public bus¹⁰ and dug some stuff out of her. I’ll expose my ex-boyfriend on the second floor first, let’s see if he can still find a girlfriend at Jiang Da¹¹ in the future!

Qi Chunxue scrolled down, her brow furrowing tighter and tighter.

From the post, she had come to fully understand what kind of person this Wu Huiling was.

Public bus, compensated dating girl¹², a bitch¹³ who seduces other people’s boyfriends… these were all the adjectives used to describe her in the post.

Seeing the number of people the original poster exposed growing, each with a name, major, and class, the atmosphere in the thread became more and more heated. Everyone was unscrupulously insulting Wu Huiling, their words growing nastier and filthier, like a carnival before the apocalypse, with everyone shouting at the top of their lungs.

She felt her own fingertips begin to itch.

【Why do women like this exist? God, so disgusting. The thought of having to sit in class with someone like this makes me sympathize with her classmates!】

By the time she came back to her senses, this line of text was already typed out on her phone screen.

Although this was indeed what she thought, this statement clearly didn’t align with the persona she projected.

But it should be fine, right? It’s anonymous anyway, so what if I post it? Who’s going to trace my IP for the public enemy of the whole school?

With this thought in mind, she added many more vicious phrases to the words above, then firmly tapped send.

The small circle spun twice, and then a “Reply successful” notification popped up.

Satisfied, she went to look at her reply. But the moment she opened it, the three large characters for “Qi Chunxue” stung her eyes, making her heart panic a little.

What’s going on? Didn’t I click anonymous? Why is this happening? And I didn’t even use real-name authentication, I’m not even logged in, so why would the system automatically display my name? My real name from the real world?

She scrambled to delete the reply, but no matter how she tapped or poked, the delete button remained unresponsive. Her phone then forcibly shut down due to the prolonged, rapid tapping.

She waited anxiously for a long time before finally managing to turn her phone back on.

Some inconspicuous, blocky little squares appeared on the rebooted phone screen, like a frozen video where the color blocks of the image had separated, creating snowflakes¹⁴.

But she was in a hurry to delete her comment and had no time to care if her phone was broken. She quickly logged into Penguin¹⁵, clicked into the forum, found the reply she had posted, and tapped delete again.

This time, nothing went wrong. She successfully deleted the post.

The crappy phone provided by the game must have been malfunctioning just now.

Qi Chunxue clicked back into that thread and retyped the words she had written before.

This time she checked carefully—it was definitely anonymous, no doubt about it!

So she tapped the send button again and posted the reply.

This time, there won’t be any problems!

Qi Chunxue thought happily.

…

“DONG——” At some unknown hour of the night, Shen Maomao was suddenly awakened by a muffled thud. It sounded as if someone had bounced a disco¹⁶ upstairs, or perhaps as if someone had jumped off the roof.

Hai Dongqing reached out and gently patted her a couple of times, a gesture of comfort.

From the side came Peng Xiaorui’s breathy whisper: “Wha—t’s—going—on—— Was that an earthquake?”

Bai Lu was also jolted awake. “Why does that sound so much like someone jumping off a building?”

Peng Xiaorui shivered. “Don’t say that—— I’m scared——”

Wu Mei said, “The sound seems to have come from the room next door.” Her bed was separated from the next room by only a wall, so her statement was highly credible.

In the darkness, Gan Ze shifted her body. Although she didn’t speak, Shen Maomao knew she was awake.

Since everyone was awake, she simply sat up, fumbled for her phone to turn on the flashlight, and hesitated about whether to go out and check.

Going out in the middle of the night could be dangerous, but not going out feels like I’ll miss important information——

She looked to Hai Dongqing for help, hoping to get some guidance from her.

Hai Dongqing whispered to her, “I’ll listen to whatever you say.”

Shen Maomao: “…” This is making things difficult for her indecisive self!!

Fortunately, this difficulty didn’t last long, because a message suddenly popped up in the Penguin group chat—it was from bed number two in the dorm next door: 【Sorry, did I scare you all? I accidentally fell out of bed, it’s nothing serious】

Over there, Peng Xiaorui also saw the message and couldn’t help but mutter, “That sound… was it really the sound of falling out of bed?”

Shen Maomao was also a little spooked, but since the person herself said she was fine, it couldn’t really be anything serious, right?

Dorm 3058 fell silent once more. Shen Maomao hugged Hai Dongqing’s warm waist, feeling an immense sense of security.

It’s so good to have my wife by my side! Shen Maomao was so moved she could cry.

…

The next morning, there were no classes, so the group of night owls once again woke up late.

Shen Maomao had slept exceptionally well. When she woke up, she thought she had slept through her classes.

She opened her eyes, originally wanting to ask her wife for a kiss, but when she turned her head, she found that her wife wasn’t in bed at all.

Shen Maomao was instantly wide awake.

She got up and craned her neck, searching for her wife, and finally found the person, wrapped up like a silkworm pupa¹⁷, on her own bed.

Beside her, Peng Xiaorui got down from her bed and went to the bathroom with Bai Lu. Shen Maomao also climbed down, picked up her small basin, and went to wash her face.

In the washroom, she saw a player from the dorm next door. It was bed number one, whom she had spoken to before, a woman who seemed to have a bit of a temper.

When she saw Shen Maomao, she spat out her toothbrush and said, “Did your dorm hear the noise last night?”

Shen Maomao nodded.

“The person on the upper bunk did fall down,” she continued. “But I think it’s a bit strange. The sound was too loud. I asked her how she was, but she didn’t say anything. She just climbed back into bed like nothing happened, sent a message, and fell asleep again.”

Shen Maomao asked her, “Did everyone in your dorm wake up? How’s that newcomer?”

“Everyone woke up. The newcomer is alive and well, looks like she didn’t sleep much.”

She pondered for a moment, then said, “You should go back and wake her up to ask. I’m afraid something might have happened.”

Bed number one replied, “Okay, I’ll wake her up as soon as I get back.”

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The author has something to say:

I’m hesitating about whether to take a week off. Some people are in love, some people watch the sea at night, and some people have over ten subjects’ worth of notes they haven’t written and refuse to repent even in death¹⁸. Classes are ending next week, I have to catch up on my notes 5555¹⁹

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