Infinite Pollution: The SSS Guide Pierces the Horror Dungeon - chapter 14

The little girl’s room could be described as cozy.

Unlike the simple employee dormitory with only cement and iron frames, every corner here had been carefully arranged.

The wooden floor was neatly laid, the walls were meticulously painted pink, a white desk was filled with children’s books, and there was a soft princess bed.

On the princess bed, there were thoughtfully placed two quilts-one thin, one thicker-for easy switching at any time.

Wen Song walked to the desk and picked up a pink diary from the white desk, which had Olympiad math books on one side and comic books on the other.

She opened to the first page.

On it was a child’s handwriting, neat and precise, each stroke carefully written.

For some reason, the year had been blacked out, leaving only the month and day.

June 13, Saturday, sunny.

I got first place in the final exam. Today, Mom and Dad took me to eat hamburgers, fries, and chicken nuggets! So happy!

On the way back, I met a very nice uncle who gave me candy. Mom and Dad never let me eat candy. It’s a pity there was only one piece. If only there were more! Today is a happy day.

June 14, Sunday, sunny.

Yay! I met that uncle again today. He gave me another piece of candy. He secretly told me that if I bring my classmates, he can give me more! I have to tell Da Zhuang and Xiao Mei this good news!

June 18, Thursday, cloudy.

Da Zhuang, Xiao Mei, and I have been eating candy for several days. The candy is sweet and delicious, but I don’t know why my fingers feel limp, and my legs are weak. Maybe I’m sick. Oh no, Mom and Dad will be angry.

June 25, Thursday, heavy rain.

I’m staying in the hospital now. Mom and Dad look very upset. The doctor uncle said something to them, and they both cried. Mom, Dad, don’t cry. It’s Xiao Yu’s fault. Xiao Yu won’t eat random things anymore.

July 3, Friday, torrential rain.

Being sick hurts, it hurts so much, so so much, Xiao Yu doesn’t want injections, Xiao Yu doesn’t want IV drips, Xiao Yu doesn’t want blood tests, no no no!

July 21, Tuesday, sunny.

Mom and Dad came to pick me up from the hospital! They said I never have to get injections again! They found a way to cure Xiao Yu’s illness! That’s great!

Xiao Yu hates the hospital!

Xiao Yu likes being home!

July 30, Thursday, cloudy.

There’s a stranger in the basement. Why are Mom and Dad pinning him to the bed? Why are they giving him injections?

August 5, Wednesday, light rain.

Why do Mom and Dad have to give Xiao Yu injections too! Xiao Yu doesn’t want it! Xiao Yu is scared of pain! Xiao Yu doesn’t like it!

August 8, Saturday, heavy rain.

Xiao Yu will be good, Xiao Yu won’t make a fuss, Mom and Dad, please don’t cry.

The diary ended abruptly, as if torn away by a forceful hand.

Wen Song looked at the notebook in front of her, summarizing bit by bit:

First, Xiao Yu is the owner of this room and the diary’s author.

Second, she got sick. Cause: eating random things? (to be determined). Treatment: hospital (ineffective), at home (unknown).

Third, what is Xiao Yu’s connection to this Pollution Zone? Or more precisely, what is the relationship between her illness and this Pollution Zone?

“Hee hee.”

In the silence, the cheerful voice of a little girl suddenly echoed in the room.

Wen Song immediately turned her head, searching everywhere for the little girl, but found nothing.

“Big sister, shall we play hide-and-seek? You have three hours. If you find Xiao Yu, Xiao Yu will give you a reward. If you can’t-”

“Thud, thud, thud.”
No one knew when the noisy sounds on the street had stopped, replaced by an eerie silence.

In the corridor, it sounded as if a heavy foot was stepping on the floor, making a thumping sound: thud, thud, thud.

“Ssshhh-”

It was the sound of a bone-chopping knife.

[Attention, everyone! The Pollution Zone has changed! Ensure your own safety and regroup with your teammates as much as possible!]

Qin Xu’s voice came through the earpiece.

One after another, responses of [Received] came, but Wen Song said nothing.

“Thud, thud, thud.”

“Xiao Yu.”

The little girl’s bedroom door was knocked on.

The Rat-Head Boss Lady poked her head inside, her pointed nose twitching constantly, trying to sniff out anything unusual.

Atop the bookshelf, Wen Song wrapped her body with her spiritual power, making sure not a trace of her presence leaked out.

[Wen Song, respond.]

Qin Xu’s voice in the earpiece grew sharper.

Wen Song slowed her breathing, focusing all her attention on the Rat-Headed Man at the door.

Soon, the Rat-Head Boss Lady confirmed no one was there and quietly closed the door.

“Not here.”

She heard voices from outside.

“Find her. Xiao Yu needs blood.”

Blood.

What exactly was the blood for? To cure an illness?

Wen Song felt that Pollution Zone Seven was a giant mystery.

She landed lightly, listening to Qin Xu’s repeated voice in the earpiece, and replied in a whisper.

[I’m here. Someone just came.]

Only after hearing Wen Song’s voice did Qin Xu finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Suppressing his Spirit Body that was almost out of control, he placed his hand on his Black Panther’s head.

[Report any problems immediately.]

[Understood.]

After a moment’s hesitation, Wen Song asked, [Have you found any children on your side?]

She wanted to know if this was an isolated case, or…

[Yes.]

[Yes.]

[Yes.]

[Yes.]

[Yes.]

The unanimous responses gave Wen Song a clue. [This Pollution Zone is probably related to children.]

The earpiece was silent for a long time before Qin Xu spoke softly, [Everyone, be careful.]

[Yes.]

After ending the call, Qin Xu looked at the agitated Black Panther, a hint of helplessness flashing in his eyes. “She’s fine. You heard her.”

The Black Panther bared its teeth fiercely at Qin Xu, seemingly angry that he had stopped it from going to find Wen Song earlier.

Qin Xu frowned slightly.

How had he never realized that a guide’s Spiritual Guidance could have such a strong effect on a Spirit Body?

“Ssshhh, ssshhh.”

The sharp sound of scissors rang out. Qin Xu’s figure leapt from his spot, landing silently and slipping into the shadows.

From beginning to end, the intruder never noticed anything amiss.

Wen Song searched the little girl’s room, but aside from a diary, there was nothing else of value.

Only one room remained.

Wen Song released her spiritual sense; the Rat-Head Couple were not in the room, nor in the corridor-she had no idea where they had gone.

Wen Song quickly opened the door and entered the last room.

As soon as she pushed open the door, Wen Song smelled the stench of rot and blood.

The scent of blood in this room was even stronger than in the kitchen.

This room was the largest of the three, and it was packed with the most things.

Clothes and shoes were strewn messily across the floor, leaving Wen Song barely any space to step.

She had searched all three rooms, but where was Xiao Yu?

Wen Song was about to go further inside when suddenly, a sharp scream came from outside.

A man had been discovered!

“Don’t kill me! Don’t kill me! I know where that woman is! I know where she is!”