Chapter 567 News from the Crying

Chapter 567: News from a Cry

Su Bai raised a finger, and several blood butterflies fluttered forth. They circled lightly in the air before darting swiftly toward the dense fog behind them, vanishing into that impenetrable, intangible gray abyss.

Everyone’s gaze fixed on the thick fog behind them, waiting for the results of the blood butterfly probe.

But minutes passed. The fog continued to surge silently—edging ever closer. The few blood butterflies seemed to have vanished without a trace, as if swallowed whole by the mist.

Su Bai’s brow furrowed slightly. In a low voice, he said, “I can feel it—they were devoured.”

At first, he’d still been able to “see” through the butterflies’ senses, tracking their path as they navigated the fog. Though the surrounding space was disorienting, he could still barely control them—guiding them forward, trying to pierce this barrier and locate traces of Tian Yue and the others who had remained downstairs.

Yet just as Su Bai sensed the butterflies nearing the fog’s outer edge, the mist appeared to detect these “intruders”—foreign entities that did not belong. It began to corrode them.

Initially, Su Bai still felt the butterflies struggling within—but soon, the fog, as if laced with corrosive venom, started gnawing at their wings and bodies. Fleeting specks of crimson light flickered and writhed inside the mist for an instant—then were utterly consumed.

In the end, the butterflies disappeared completely—leaving no remains.

Su Bai shook his head slightly and said, resigned, “That is not a fog we can approach.”

He was nearly certain its danger level far exceeded what their team could handle.

“The Eerie Entity entrenched here is far too powerful.” Su Bai lowered his gaze, watching the churning fog at the staircase’s edge through the butterflies’ fading vision. “The only thing we can be grateful for now is that, rather than killing us outright, it seems to prefer watching us slowly descend into despair within the nightmare it has woven.”

Chi Yan frowned, fell silent for a moment—then spoke, reluctance tinging his voice: “Is ascending to the fifteenth floor truly our only option now?”

Even though the path ahead was unknown and fraught with peril, if even the slimmest chance existed, he refused to accept this as their sole recourse.

Su Bai didn’t answer immediately. Instead, he tilted his head slightly, as if deep in thought. His gaze first “turned” toward Jie Ying—then he spoke: “Wait a moment.”

“I may be able to find a ‘person’ who knows something about the 666 Hospital.”

The moment Su Bai finished speaking, the air in the previously sealed stairwell stirred—as if disturbed by an unseen force. A strange ripple spread quietly outward. An instant later, a slender figure materialized seemingly from nothing—suddenly standing beside Su Bai.

Everyone’s breath caught. Chi Yan instinctively stepped back, his gaze sharpening instantly with vigilance. Even Jie Ying—whose expression was usually serene—couldn’t help but widen her eyes slightly, perhaps because she hadn’t sensed any approaching presence at all—yet this “person” had appeared so abruptly.

What unsettled them further was that the figure was a young woman in a nurse’s uniform—nearly triggering the assumption of an attack.

Her uniform was standard white—but stained with mud and dried blood, leaving her disheveled. Her hands tightly covered her face; her body trembled faintly; and muffled, sorrowful sobs escaped her.

Crimson tears slowly seeped from between her fingers, tracing bloody paths down her pale hands before dripping onto the floor.

Everyone braced themselves.

Chi Yan clenched his fists slightly—poised to act.

Noticing the sudden tension, Su Bai quickly clarified: “Don’t be alarmed. She’s with me.”

Hearing this, Chi Yan carefully reexamined the weeping nurse. Soon, he noticed—no withered branches representing Eerie Entities lurked behind her.

Simultaneously, the grime and bloodstains on her body rapidly faded. The once-bloodied white uniform gradually grew clean and crisp—even its wrinkles smoothing out. Slowly, she lowered her hands from her face, revealing delicate, tranquil features—not strikingly beautiful, but calm and composed.

Most crucially, her eyes—clear, unclouded, free of the madness, frenzy, or hollow emptiness seen in other Eerie Entities.

The figure who had appeared was, naturally, the Eerie Entity known as “Cry.” Her origins were never explicitly stated—but Su Bai knew well she hailed from the 666 Hospital. She was the only new addition to his Evil Ghost Puzzle since his rebirth.

The filthy, blood-smeared nurse represented Cry’s true form—but Eerie Entities, too, sought to refine their appearance. When not失控, they could choose to present themselves neatly, if they wished.

Even Eerie Entities possessed their own ‘dignity.’

Su Bai was neither a sentimental savior collecting pitiful Eerie Entities into his Evil Ghost Puzzle, nor had he been drawn to Cry’s ability to escape the 666 Hospital.

It was because, near the end of the novice game, Cry had approached him—saying she saw countless cracks splitting across his being—and volunteered to help *before* those fissures fully tore open.

In exchange, Su Bai promised to hide her.

Another reason was Cry’s eyes—cleaner and clearer than any other Eerie Entity’s.

After joining the Evil Ghost Puzzle, Cry granted Su Bai access to her power—but he bore the burden of fulfilling her wish.

And Cry’s wish was simple: for Su Bai to protect himself.

A foolish wish—like all the others in the Evil Ghost Puzzle. Yet these wishes weighed upon Su Bai—driving him forward into the unknown.

“Cry—can you truly appear here?”

Su Bai hadn’t originally intended to summon Cry. His duty was to “hide” her—and the Neonatal Department they currently stood in undeniably belonged to the 666 Hospital.

This might very well be the place Cry sought to flee.

Cry—who had been occupied with who-knew-what inside the Evil Ghost Puzzle—responded swiftly, indicating she needed to emerge and assess the situation firsthand.

“It’s fine. Her power is sufficient to sever this place from the 666 Hospital.” When not crying, Cry’s voice was gentle and soft—distinct from the Eerie Entity entrenched in the Neonatal Department: a warmth imbued with healing. “So—the Neonatal Department is here?”

Previously, when Su Bai had been overwhelmed by his mother’s illness, Cry had also been there, offering quiet support. He found it difficult to imagine what such gentleness had endured within the 666 Hospital.

“You know the Eerie Entity entrenched in the Neonatal Department?” Su Bai keenly sensed Cry indeed held knowledge beyond their grasp.

Unfortunately, Cry still shook her head.

“I’m sorry. I’ve only heard two things related to her.” Her voice was soft—as if weighing each word.

“The first is… she predates the 666 Hospital itself. Rather than saying the hospital is part of her, it’s more accurate to say the hospital was built *around* her. It simply cannot affect her—and she, in turn, cannot truly shake the hospital. So, the two exist in a fragile, superficial peace.”

“The second is… what she seeks differs fundamentally from other Eerie Entities.”

“Other Eerie Entities pursue only the red moon’s power—or blood. But her goal… is entirely different.”

She paused—seeming to recall—then gently shook her head: “But I don’t know the specifics. I only know she appears to disapprove of the 666 Hospital’s actions.”

Cry slowly lowered her eyelids, her gaze settling on Su Bai. She looked at him quietly—her voice as tender as ever.

“I’m sorry—I may not have been much help.” She murmured softly—then added:

“Protect yourself.”

As her words faded, her figure dissolved—blending seamlessly into the intangible space around them.

Silence descended once more—as if nothing had occurred.

“Is this also one of your summons?” Jie Ying—having learned from Le Shiya what Cry had said—hadn’t forgotten Su Bai’s earlier mention of being able to summon certain “small things” to aid in battle.

Before Su Bai could reply, Chi Yan couldn’t suppress a low exclamation—his tone thick with exhaustion and unease:

“What the hell are we even up against?”