The Elevator Is Ascending [Infinite]

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Completed~ If a message pops up, it's probably a typo being fixed, so don't worry about it.

[My new novel, A Day in the Wasteland, Gathering Seafood, is now open for following. Welcome~]

Here is the blurb:

On her twentieth birthday, Qiao Ya was in a car accident. She was the only survivor of her family of three.

Ever since that day, Qiao Ya had been plagued by nightmares every night, suffering terribly.

Just as she recovered and was preparing to leave the hospital to hold a funeral for her parents, she realized something was wrong with the elevator she was riding.

It should have been going from the sixth floor down to the first, but after the lights flickered, the floor numbers changed, and it began ascending from zero.

When the elevator doors opened again, she was no longer in the hospital.

**

As a female ghost's long, thin arms wound around Qiao Ya's neck, her companion screamed in terror.

The next moment, the ghost was flipped upside down and thrown to the ground. Her head hit first, and pieces of her skull scattered everywhere.

She cried as she picked up the pieces and tried to put her skull back together, but she couldn't see, so she couldn't get it right.

A warm touch came from her skull. Looking up, she saw that the woman who had thrown her was helping put it back together.

She shed two lines of bloody tears, dropped most of the pieces, and floated away.

Companion: ?

Qiao Ya: ?

Would you believe me if I said it was just a reflex?

**

At some point, a portion of the population began riding a strange elevator.

As it climbed higher and higher, they encountered all kinds of terrifying and bizarre events. Some even died and could never return to their own world.

Yet despite that, countless people were still willing to risk their lives to ride the elevator again.

Because rumor had it that the moment you reached the top floor, every wish in your heart would come true.

**

Reader's Guide:

1. Mild horror, infinite-flow adventure

2. There is a male lead. He appears in the second instance, but until the main story ends, he and the heroine are just teammates who get along well (

3. I won't abandon this. I'll do my best to update daily.

4. This is my first time writing a novel. Feel free to discuss any shortcomings rationally. We're all here to enjoy a story~

5. Please don't make baseless accusations of plagiarism. The author is extremely sensitive, but I also won't allow anyone to casually smear a work I poured so much effort into.

**Here is the blurb for my upcoming novel:

During a marine research expedition, oceanographer Shen Yan accidentally fell overboard and transmigrated into a wasteland world.

This world had been severely polluted. Animals and plants had mutated, and even humans were affected to varying degrees, developing supernatural abilities.

To protect humanity, the Federation established urban districts and organized guard units to fight the mutated flora and fauna.

The ocean had long since become a den for mutated creatures, with the highest levels of pollution.

Shen Yan transmigrated into the Marine Defense Office and became a trainee responsible for guarding the coastal boundary.

The good news: she was a support officer. Her job was to collect information on mutated creatures and analyze it.

The bad news: she had to go to the shore herself to retrieve samples and analyze the creatures on site.

It was a perfect fit for her expertise. Wasn't this just gathering seafood in the wasteland?

At first, when Shen Yan faced a razor clam monster dozens of meters tall, she screamed and fired wildly, until her teammates stopped her from damaging the sample too much.

Later, when she encountered prehistoric marine creatures that had long been extinct, Shen Yan caressed their hard skin as tenderly as if they were newborns, expressing her affection in gentle words.

For a scholar, nothing could be more moving than seeing with her own eyes creatures known only from fossils and legends.

Shen Yan suddenly realized:

Perhaps this transmigration was not a disaster at all.

Perhaps it was a gift.

Theme: Riding an ordinary elevator on an ordinary day