Chapter 35: Moc Giang

"Am I that kind of person? I am thinking of finding a wife for you to live together."

The boss, Mr. Hoc, pursed his lips and looked at Hoang Tuan sitting in a wheelchair, murmuring, "This boy is handsome and knows how to make money. If he had healthy legs, he would be even more attractive."

Hoang Tuan ignored Mr. Hoc's words.

After washing his hair, he silently pushed his wheelchair to the reception desk, took out his mobile phone to make the payment, and handed the phone to the cashier to deduct the money.

But as soon as he took out his phone, a message on the screen caught his attention.

[Shocking! A 17-year-old girl locks herself in her room, wanting to die beautifully!]

The news was displayed by the daily news app, and the title on the mobile phone's notification bar caught Hoang Tuan's eye.

He couldn't help but be drawn to such shocking news. Although he had become accustomed to such news, it still had its allure.

For Hoang Tuan, who had entered the horror world twice before, this headline aroused his curiosity.

After paying, Hoang Tuan didn't leave immediately. He tapped on the news bar on his phone and opened the homepage.

With a swipe, he scanned the news from top to bottom.

The news was straightforward, about a talented and well-behaved schoolgirl who had locked herself in her room for several weeks, hardly ever leaving except to eat and use the bathroom.

Her parents became concerned and checked her room one day. They found many invalid papers inside, all of which were written in a strange manner. They were suicide notes, describing how to die beautifully.

They thought their daughter had a mental illness and took her to a psychiatric hospital for treatment.

But they never imagined that she had committed suicide at home just before she was taken to the psychiatric hospital.

"What can be considered beautiful?"

Hoang Tuan scrolled through the article, trying to find more information about this news: "Is it due to too much academic pressure? Or is something happening at home?"

Fine.

In fact, Hoang Tuan's initial reaction was not to think about it.

Instead, he associated this incident with the previous one at the Le Hoa Phat hospital.

Though uncertain.

But Hoang Tuan felt that the world was developing in a strange way.

It was as if something was about to happen.

Beep! Beep!...

His phone rang at this moment.

On the screen was a number that Hoang Tuan had never seen before.

Adhering to the habit of not answering calls from strangers, Hoang Tuan hung up and chatted with Mr. Hoc a little before leaving the barbershop.

Back home, he ordered takeout as usual and then called Le Hoa Phat, planning to invite him over to play games and pass the time.

Unfortunately, Le Hoa Phat seemed busy and couldn't come today.

Today, he would be alone.

Ding ~

A message appeared on his phone.

The number seemed familiar, and Hoang Tuan realized that the message was from the stranger who called him earlier. He unlocked the phone screen and read the message.

"Hello, is this Hoang Tuan?"

The other party's message was short, just asking one question.

Seeing the message, Hoang Tuan replied, "He's not here. I am his grandfather."

As no one talked to him, he could also chat with these online salespeople or scammers.

Hoang Tuan had been doing this when he was bored.

He could amuse himself with a simple text message that cost just a few hundred dong.

After sending the message, it took nearly ten minutes to get a reply from the other side.

"So that's how it is. Please tell me, Grandpa, where does Hoang Tuan live? I am his good friend, and I have something to discuss with him."

This response seemed quite low IQ.

At least Hoang Tuan thought so...

"Don't bother like this. Just transfer the money directly to me. My account number is 97467933532..."

Well, not bad.

After saying that, Hoang Tuan decisively blocked the person, clicked on another page, and scrolled through the latest short videos.

With experience from chatting like this for many years, as long as he said something, there was an 89% chance that the other person would reply with a vulgar message.

To avoid losing his good mood.

The best way was to add them to the blacklist and not see their messages.

But.

This method had a flaw.

The other person could change their mobile number and message him again...

For example, now Hoang Tuan received a message from another number on his phone.

"Grandpa Hoang Tuan, don't play around."

"I think you know about Tran Hung Dao High School. About the things in that world, I think we can help each other."

"After all, no one can guarantee that they won't encounter danger."

"You should also know that next time you will be drawn into that horror world."

"We need to cooperate..."

Looking at the message on his phone, Hoang Tuan couldn't help but feel puzzled.

Why could a text message cause so much trouble? Why were there so many people who liked to send multiple messages? The previous message cost around 100 dong, but now it had increased fivefold.

That world?

Does anyone know that I...

Are Chau Chi Bao and the others still alive?

After reading the message, Hoang Tuan quickly thought of Chau Chi Bao and Quynh Nhu, the ones who had entered Tran Hung Dao High School and claimed to be from the outside world to save them.

In such a perplexing tone, Hoang Tuan guessed that it could only be them.

An organization entering the horror world to rescue people from the outside...

Hoang Tuan didn't rush to reply. He didn't know what situation the other person was in.

After sending the message, he went back to his work.

Time passed quickly.

Now it was night...

Hoang Tuan sat at the computer desk, skillfully typing the novel's chapters and placed the phone aside, playing a relaxing chill music.

Not long after.

The sound of knocking on the door interrupted his movement. Hoang Tuan glanced at the living room. He couldn't guess who would visit him at this time.

"Le Hoa Phat?"

With a hint of doubt.

He put down his work, deftly pushed his wheelchair to the living room, and opened the door.

A beautiful but lazy figure stood outside.

She looked at Hoang Tuan.

After a moment, she extended her delicate right hand.

"Hello, my name is Moc Giang..."