Chapter 616 The Second Possibility

Chapter 616: The Second Possibility

"So, was this building built by the Dream Builder? Was he the one who locked the Blood Clan remnants on the 66th floor?"

Su Bai looked at the headless receptionist in front of him, his tone unhurried but carrying a hint of confirmation.

Since the players were thrown into this game, the headless receptionist and the headless Manager Jiao, who had disappeared, had always been responsible for task distribution and daily operations. They had never actively attacked the players, instead maintaining order within the building, more like managers of this nightmare building than the nightmare itself.

And both of these managers had mentioned the "Dream Builder" in front of him.

As the pieces gradually came together, the puzzle of the nightmare building grew clearer in Su Bai's mind.

The headless receptionist across from him neither answered nor moved, as if silently acknowledging it.

"Is it because the Dream Builder was also a Mermaid Clan remnant before becoming a weird entity?" Su Bai continued, his voice still calm, with a slight probing tone.

"How do you—"

The headless receptionist's voice stopped mid-sentence.

But its reaction was enough to tell Su Bai that the weird entity known as the "Dream Builder" was indeed his brother, Su Xuan. It made sense that the weird entity capable of building the entire Honghuai City could also build such a nightmare building. And Su Xuan, before becoming "Su Xuan," had already been friendly with the Ghost Witch, so he must have been someone notable.

But why did Su Xuan lock up the Blood Clan remnants?

Su Bai recalled his conversation with Su Xuan in Honghuai City.

Su Xuan had mentioned that his real family had gone mad and died long ago after civilization collapsed, and he had little affection for the surviving Mermaid Clan remnants, who were also mentally unstable.

Su Bai could understand that, to Su Xuan, those remnants were like relatives coming around after a loved one's death—pretending to mourn while demanding inheritance, asking Su Xuan to sell his blood, and constantly going on about "sacrificing for the clan."

So Su Bai wondered: when Su Xuan first saw these Blood Clan remnants, who were even crazier and more out of control, did he see them as a bunch of fools from the same village rushing out to bite people, and simply lock them away?

Su Bai didn't know all the details about the "Dream Builder," but he knew Su Xuan.

Now, the nightmare building was in a shaky state, the managers were anxious and uneasy, and the "Dream Builder" had yet to appear. In Su Bai's view, the more likely scenario wasn't that the "Dream Builder" was powerless, but that Su Xuan, hiding in Honghuai City, just forgot he had built a building here and locked up a group of madmen.

After all, from the perspective of the entire nightmare world, even if these Blood Clan remnants escaped the nightmare building, it wouldn't make things any worse.

But...

Su Bai looked at the headless receptionist, who always seemed diligent and responsible.

Perhaps, to Su Xuan, this nightmare building was just a makeshift prison he tossed together. But to these remaining managers, it might be the entire meaning of their existence—a lonely island they maintained day after day, refusing to let it collapse.

Su Xuan had left the nightmare world over a decade ago, meaning this manager, whose power wasn't particularly strong, had been holding things together alone for at least ten years.

"Why did those Blood Clan suddenly lose control?" Su Bai asked, his tone calm.

He didn't think the players' arrival had triggered it. But the facts were clear: ever since they entered this building, the stable state that had lasted for who knows how long began to crack and crumble.

"The red moon is restless, and the power is stirring." The headless receptionist's voice was hesitant, but it continued, "A-Jiao and I have been staying in the building, knowing little about the outside world, but we've heard such talk."

The red moon was restless and stirring?

Su Bai's first thought was of the Red Moon Society, since their appearance was known through some means, and they had vanished.

"Remnants are different from us; they are not weird entities," the headless receptionist went on. "But remnants are stronger than most weird entities because they have bodies more attuned to the red moon's power, possessing purer strength and a closer connection to the red moon."

"So once the red moon undergoes a change, the effects on them appear first. The situation on the 66th floor is already very bad. The only method we have left is to try increasing the coffee concentration... It might temporarily suppress their out-of-control state, but only temporarily."

The headless receptionist turned, seemingly looking down at the Blood Clan corpse on the ground.

"But now, a second possibility has emerged."