Chapter 5: Challenging the Room of the Undead

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

The wall sank into a large pit, and Cain spat out a mouthful of blood.

The girls who had gathered around me to force me to submit all knelt on the ground when they saw who it was. Their bodies trembled slightly. “Your Highness Herbert, why… why are you here?”

However, Herbert ignored them and walked towards Cain. The cold aura that erupted from his body made one despair.

Even I, who didn’t know much about vampires, could clearly feel that the person who had appeared had an overwhelming advantage in power over Cain.

Cain, who had been very arrogant a moment ago, was now trembling like a sieve. He said to Herbert in fear, “Herbert, I, I didn’t know you were here. I was just teasing her. I remember the contents of the treaty…”

Herbert stepped in front of Cain and punched him in the stomach again, so hard that his features contorted with pain. He couldn’t utter a complete sentence..

After Herbert had done all this, he coldly withdrew his hand. “Whoever destroys the contract shall die.”

Cain clutched his abdomen in pain as the other girls screamed in horror.

I could guess what the contract they were talking about was—the Treaty on the Coexistence of Humans and Vampires.

I remembered the disciplinary staff mentioning that Herbert was the vice president of the student council and the treaty defender of the vampires. If any of the vampires did anything to humans beyond the treaty, they would be punished by him.

Obviously, his strength was indeed suitable for this position.

But Herbert wasn’t concerned about anyone else or anything, including me.

He simply put his hands back into his pockets and turned to walk out of the detention area.

“Thank you!”

However, he did not turn back. Just like how he had suddenly appeared, he left very suddenly.

So powerful yet so cold.

The girls on the ground looked at him with reverence and desire.

But they didn’t dare make a sound either. They locked me back in the detention room, then got dressed and pathetically helped Cain away.

As for me, who had just survived a calamity, because of my sudden relaxation, I slept for a long time in the shabby environment of the detention room.

When I woke up, it was already the evening of the second day. It was exactly the time that Ansir had said he would send me to the House of the Undead.

Someone brought me food to replenish my energy and told me the rules of the Room of the Undead. It was very simple. As long as I could complete the entire process with a clear mind, I would pass.

The Room of the Undead was divided into four stages, each corresponding to four different terrifying things.

The first stage was mainly filled with terrifying and disgusting poisonous creatures—spider ponds, centipede nests, snake ponds, rat caves… Many of the girls lost their consciousness upon entering the first stage.

But this was nothing to me, who had grown up on a vast farm.

The second stage was extremely dark. There was no light source in the extremely empty space, and there were terrifying traps and randomly triggered NPCs everywhere. With only a turn of the head, one might come face to face with the “corpse” whose intestines were rotten.

The third stage was a stage that could cause real damage. It was similar to the mechanism design in the Dimensional Slaughter Array. If one didn’t pass it in time, they might be burned, shot, or even killed by the mechanism in the space.

The last stage was more mysterious. The rules did not give any hints. They only said that under the curse of the undead, they would see the thing they feared the most.

The entire process of me exploring the Undead Room would be broadcasted live through the infrared camera in the room.

The whole school was waiting to see me make a fool of myself. They wanted to see panic or fear on my face.

But I had none of those emotions. I stood at the entrance, unbelievably calm.

At the signal of the Discipline Committee member, I began the challenge.

Just as I had expected, the first half of the journey went very smoothly. In the Dark Hell, I even got a prop and hammered the “corpse” that was pulling my leg. The screams were transmitted to the outside world through the live broadcast, causing everyone to laugh.

The third task was slightly more difficult, and it took me some time to solve the puzzle. The flames nearly burned my eyebrows, and the blade scraped along my arm. Fortunately, it only scratched the surface and bled a little.

By the time I reached the fourth level, the screen had indicated that my time had broken a record.

I walked toward the fourth round full of fighting spirit.

But what I didn’t know was that in a dark, opulent room I couldn’t see, a pair of beautiful, dark red eyes were watching my excellent performance. The anger in those eyes burned steadily, almost consuming his sanity.

A teasing voice came from behind him. “Ansir, the little human you see as a worm is stronger than you think.”

Elvin’s favorite thing to do was to smile and provoke Ansir.

It was really interesting to see the high-and-mighty president of the student council fuming.

This was the first time a human had challenged his authority like this—not only did I not yield to punishment, but also became more and more courageous.

Ansir stood up with a cold expression and put down the wine glass in his hand. He put on a black coat, and rushed out the door.

Elvin shouted at his back, “Ansir, what are you trying to do? Don’t break the treaty rules!”

However, Ansir’s cold and sharp voice came from afar. “Shut up!”