Nightmare Apostle

Humans are creatures of conformity, especially in such a Nightmare World.

The presence of others around her did provide some sense of security, even though she knew it might not be real.

Time ticked by, and Ma Jing’s constantly tense nerves left her exhausted. It wasn’t just tonight; she hadn’t been resting well for several nights in a row.

After all, she didn’t have abilities like Yang Xiao and Ye Zheng to control the situation. All she could do was persevere.

Fortunately, Hu Weimin was with her, and the two of them had been working together quite smoothly during this period.

Having learned from past experience, neither dared to separate easily.

"Tap"

"Tap"

"Tap"

Ma Jing and Hu Weimin exchanged a glance and immediately heightened their vigilance. The sound of footsteps came from the corridor outside their dormitory door.

The footsteps approached from a distance and finally stopped outside their door. Ma Jing instinctively shrunk her body, her heart leaping into her throat.

"Ma Jing, I’m going to the second floor to make a call. Keep an eye out for me." A young female voice came from outside the door.

The voice wasn’t unfamiliar to Ma Jing; it belonged to the other nurse on night duty tonight, who was named Su Qing if she remembered correctly.

Although there was a pane of glass on the dormitory door, it was covered with a thick layer of newspaper from the inside, so the outside couldn’t see the room’s interior, but they could see the light was on.

Seeing this, Hu Weimin’s expression tightened, and he immediately gestured to Ma Jing, signaling her not to respond.

In fact, he didn’t even need to say it; Ma Jing knew what to do. Both held their breath, didn’t answer, and remained still.

After calling softly a few times outside, Su Qing seemed to think they were asleep, so she left, and the footsteps gradually faded until they disappeared on the other side of the corridor.

Ma Jing judged from the direction of the departing sound that the person indeed headed towards the stairs.

But even after the footsteps disappeared, neither of them moved or spoke, clearly demonstrating how tense they were.

After all, nobody knew whether "Su Qing" really left, or if it was really her—or one of those malevolent ghosts trying to deceive them into opening the door.

Ma Jing already imagined another scene: right now, outside the door, a ghost was crouching on the floor, waiting for them to open the door.

About seven or eight minutes later, footsteps returned along the stairway, passing by their door this time without disturbing them and heading towards the duty room.

"Phew—"

It was only at this moment that Ma Jing could somewhat relax, realizing that it had indeed been the duty nurse Su Qing who knocked earlier.

In less than ten minutes, Ma Jing’s back was already soaked with cold sweat, and that tightly drawn string in her heart almost snapped.

Ma Jing and Hu Weimin exchanged a glance and couldn’t help but share a bitter smile.

In such an atmosphere, any unease or suspicion could be amplified infinitely, becoming the last straw that breaks the camel’s back.

Hu Weimin reached for the enamel water jug on the table, bringing it to his mouth for a sip, only to find it was already empty.

At the same time, a hint of discomfort flashed across Hu Weimin’s expression, as he had drunk quite a bit of water out of nervousness tonight.

Now suddenly easing from a tense state, he was overwhelmed by a strong urge to urinate.

In this situation, opening the door to go to the restroom would be suicide, and he wasn’t that foolhardy; he planned to resolve it in the room instead.

But before that, he still needed to ask for his roommate Ma Jing’s understanding—or rather, inform her:

"Ma Jing, I have to go. Drank too much water and need to pee. You... understand, right?"

This was a very normal request, and Ma Jing understood it perfectly. To provide some privacy for him, she even turned around.

"I won’t look, just go ahead," Ma Jing said after turning around.

Soon, rustling sounds came from behind her as Hu Weimin unbuckled his belt, followed by the sound of water pouring.

"Splash... splash..."

"Splashing..."

"Splash... splash... splash..."

Listening to the fierce sound of water behind her, at first Ma Jing internally complained about how much water Hu Weimin must have drunk to hold so much urine.

But soon, she sensed something was wrong, as it had been too long without the water sound showing any sign of weakening.

Ma Jing turned her head to see Hu Weimin with his back to her, legs slightly apart, and between his legs, a strong stream of water was hitting the chamber pot placed in the corner.

"Splash..."

"Splash... splash... splash..."

The water flowed endlessly, and more frighteningly, the chamber pot had already been filled, with overflowing liquid pooling in the corner.

Yet Hu Weimin seemed completely oblivious, continuing in the same position, unmoving.

"Hu Weimin? Hu Weimin, don’t scare me?!"

At this moment, Ma Jing’s composure was shattered, as the bizarre scene unfolding before her was completely unexpected.

But Hu Weimin still showed no reaction, continuing to urinate with his back to her.

At this point, even an idiot could tell something was wrong; this wasn’t the real Hu Weimin. He looked like he had been possessed by a ghost.

No, he wasn’t Hu Weimin at all; he... he was a ghost!!

Though unsure why everything turned out this way or where the real Hu Weimin had gone, Ma Jing knew remaining here was fatal.

This ghost was terrifying; it could silently replace a living person, unlike the ghost she’d encountered in her last mission.

"Run!"

"Run now!"

This was the only thought in Ma Jing’s mind at that moment.

Fortunately, "Hu Weimin" was urinating in the corner while the door was on the other side, not impeding her from running out to seek help.