Edited by Zaki
Chapter 1.10
As always, the days that followed were filled with players watching in awe as the ghosts and monsters showed off their escape skills in a variety of different ways.
“Is this really a human escape game?” Someone muttered to himself in a trance.
For those who didn’t know, they would think this was a ghost escape game…
Thanks to these ghosts, Gu Mozhi’s action of pulling out beads was finally discovered by the players. Although they did not see Gu Mozhi chewing ghost beads, they vaguely realized that Gu Mozhi was probably not a normal person and he could benefit from ghosts.
So it didn’t take long for the inexplicable title of “Belly-picking Demon” to circulate in private.
Gu Mozhi, who accidentally heard: “???”
He expressionlessly gave up the ghost on the sixth night to his young apprentice. He held down the ghost and let Jian Linglong take out the ghost bead. Because Jian Linglong was slow and unskilled in business, their operation was naturally seen clearly by the players.
By the next day, the title of “Belly-digging Demon” fell on Jian Linglong as expected. However, Jian Linglong didn’t know about everyone’s secret nicknames, so she just chewed the ghost bead and had fun. She had no idea that her Master suddenly showed kindness and gave her a delicious meal last night, in fact, it was due to bad intentions.
The College Girl looked at the Little Girl’s silly look helplessly, and after thinking about it, she still didn’t remind the other party. If you knew too much, there would be no fun in life. It was better to be a happy little fool.
Today was the last day, and this night will usher in the seventh day return of the soul. As long as they got past it, they could clear the level and leave. Even the two people in Pink-hair’s group who were usually more stable couldn’t help but feel a little excited and were looking forward to it.
Of course, there were still some worries.
For six whole days, they didn’t find out anything useful, and they kept getting the same bit of information over and over again. In order to be on the safe side, the people unanimously decided to take out the dead person’s favorite pipe tobacco and wine pots, and put them in the mourning hall in advance.
Maybe the ghost of the deceased person would see these things and let them go in a good mood?
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The seventh night.
It was just getting dark when someone among the players suddenly spoke up and said something very strange: “Are we all going to stand guard here? Why don’t we leave just one night watchman and the others go back to the house?”
“Are you crazy?” Others looked at him in surprise, “It’s so dangerous in the house!”
He smiled suddenly: “That’s not necessarily the case. At most, there are some little ghosts harassing us in the house, but what we have to face in the mourning hall is the Big BOSS.”
At these words, the other people’s expressions became strange, and they had to admit that what this person said made sense.
They dared to stay here now, only because Gu Mozhi was here. But what if Gu Mozhi couldn’t deal with that BOSS either? Even if he could, the BOSS was so powerful that if he suddenly attacked the others, Gu Mozhi might not be able to stop him in time.
In the past few days, they had lost several players during the day. They all accidentally said something they shouldn’t have said, and were stabbed to death by the NPCs after hearing it. Although this gave everyone a warning, letting them know that they could not say anything related to the game or the system in front of NPCs, it also caused the remaining players to panic, fearing that they would become the next victim.
Moreover, the cramped and small room actually gave people a more psychological sense of security than the mourning hall… At worst, there would be several of them crowded into one room. The number of people made them braver, and after encountering ghosts, they would not be so afraid.
To be honest, because Gu Mozhi spent six consecutive nights fighting ghosts, these novice players had some misunderstandings about the lethality of ghosts and thought they were easy to deal with.
Of course, the evil spirits in the novice instance were indeed not difficult to defeat. Although it was impossible for a strong young man to crush them, if two of them fought together, it was more than enough to deal with one ghost. They couldn’t kill the ghosts, but as long as the ghosts found they couldn’t succeed, they would take the initiative to retreat, so the danger level was really not too high.
The group of people discussed it noisily for a long time, and actually felt that it would be safer to go back to the house to rest. Although there were still some people who were reluctant and kept messing up when they proposed to choose a night watchman, it was obvious that nothing could be done to stop it.
Those who wanted to leave simply opened the door and went to the backyard without talking to the others and expressed their attitude with actions.
“Just leave, the system will definitely force them back after a while.” The young man snorted.
Now there were only a few people left in the mourning hall. There were originally only eighteen players, and after several died during the day, twelve were left, half of which had left. At this moment, besides Gu Mozhi’s four, there were still two players left in the room, one was the honest woman from before, and the other was the youngster.
As for the six who had left to sleep, they didn’t know whether they would sleep in two rooms or simply squeeze together in one.
Today’s selection of night watchmen came earlier than before. Usually the announcement was made at 10 o’clock, but today it was a few minutes to nine o’clock when the system asked. But as usual, no one spoke, and everyone present remained silent. So at nine o’clock, the system announced the results.
[On the seventh day of the Soul Resurrection Night, everyone in the mourning hall will hold a vigil together by default. Players outside the mourning hall are asked to rest in a room per person.]
The young man laughed out loud almost instantly. The group’s wishful thinking seemed to have been in vain. But it was too late to regret it now, the back door could no longer be pushed open, and they couldn’t come back even if they wanted to.
Gu Mozhi ignored him. He and Jian Linglong immediately turned to look at the back door. They smelled the aroma of food coming from the back door. Moreover, this time the fragrance was stronger than before.
If the fragrance of food they smelled in the past six days was delicious and cheap everyday delicacies, what they smelled this time was rare delicacies from mountains and seas. Just from the smell, you could tell it was a BOSS.
Jian Linglong couldn’t hold it back and sighed in a low voice: “This one must be particularly delicious!”
The Pink-hair and College Girl sitting next to them twitched their lips; these two were indeed ghost eaters.
“The Boss has gone to the backyard.” Gu Mozhi said calmly, kindly reminding the two people who were not far from the back door.
The two people immediately got up and rushed to the group of four here, asking for shelter with shy faces. Gu Mozhi glanced at them, and because these two people didn’t dislike him very much and never called him nicknames behind his back, he acquiesced to them staying here.
Compared to the six people who went to the backyard, the two of them were already considered rare “good guys” among this group of players.
“The BOSS really went to the backyard?” The woman clicked her tongue, but she didn’t say anything to sympathize with them. She just shook her head and sighed, “I told them not to make their own decisions.”
In a place like this, they didn’t have the extra ability to sympathize with others. It would be good if they could survive. Now the BOSS had gone to the backyard, but he would return to the mourning hall sooner or later. They still didn’t know if they could survive.
It didn’t rain tonight, but they still couldn’t go out. Because when the system announced the night watchman at nine o’clock, the door was slammed shut by the wind. Jian Linglong also tried it and found that she couldn’t push open either.
In other words, all of them could only stay in the mourning hall and confront the BOSS head-on.
Thinking of this place, the College Girl suddenly had an idea: “If the actor ghost hadn’t taken away the umbrella a few days ago, could we have taken her umbrella out that night? We couldn’t find anything during the day, maybe it’s because the clues were all at night, so you need to find something that can protect you from the rain, and then go out to search at night.”
This idea was very reasonable, but it was too late to say this now. At this moment, the doors had been closed, and they had no chance of getting out, so they could only hold their hands.
It’s a pity that she didn’t think of it before. If she had thought of it earlier, they could have given it a try. But then thinking more about it, an umbrella alone might not be enough to shield from the rain, and even a little bit of rain would be fatal, so they should have found a raincoat and wrapped themselves up tightly.
The College Girl was still talking about the operation method, intending to reflect on her previous carelessness so that she could be careful in future instances. As a result, mid-sentence, she was suddenly interrupted by a scream.
The screams came from the backyard. Everyone turned their heads immediately, but they could only see the closed door. Before long, the sounds of messy footsteps, girls crying, banging on the door and all kinds of random screams were mixed together.
Some screams were simply made out of fear, which only made people irritated; but some were sad and tragic, and the person who made the screams was probably in danger, making people fearful for no reason at all.
“What, what should we do?” The young man was almost tongue tied.
“Wait.” Pink-hair tried, but the back door really couldn’t be opened, and he couldn’t save them, so he had to walk back, “Wait until the BOSS shows off his power and comes to us.”
At this time, no one was sitting any longer. In order to dodge and escape, they all stood up and stared at the back door warily. They didn’t know whether the BOSS would break through the door, go directly through the wall, or suddenly appear somewhere in the mourning hall.
Only Gu Mozhi stared at the coffin in the middle with interest, eager to see the corpse.
“Actually, there is a way to save people.” Gu Mozhi stared at the coffin with a malicious smirk on his face.
When the College Girl saw that it was not a good look, she quickly wanted to make him stop speaking. However, before she had time to speak, she heard the honest woman asking stupidly: “What can we do?”
“Open the coffin and whip the corpse.” Gu Mozhi said seriously, “This way the BOSS will most likely go crazy with anger and leave those people alone to cause trouble for us. The only trouble is that the BOSS may be more difficult to deal with.”
Everyone: “…” You’d better shut up.
This sounded like a bad idea, and no one except the Holy Mother would be willing to do it. Just because a woman was honest and courteous did not mean that she had the noble sentiment to sacrifice herself for others, so she chose to remain silent.
The College Girl and Pink-hair didn’t say anything either. Of course they knew how to choose between life and death. Not many people would make such a big sacrifice for strangers whom they had met only a few times, especially when those strangers were often hostile to them, and the relationship between them could even be said to be very bad.
They didn’t speak, so Gu Mozhi didn’t bother to move the coffin. Everyone was relieved when they saw this, but they still subconsciously stopped between Gu Mozhi and the coffin to prevent him from doing anything on a whim.
The noise in the backyard became smaller and smaller, and in the end there was no sound at all. Just now, someone was banging on the door panel and shouting for help. Halfway through the shouting, the sound was suddenly cut off. The cold and solemn air settled in the candlelight, making people breathless.
Finally, there was no sound in the backyard. Everyone opened their eyes vigilantly, and each assigned a direction to monitor.
Five minutes passed, and everything was fine.
Ten minutes passed…
“Bang.” There was a slight movement in the middle of the mourning hall.
Gu Mozhi immediately stared at the coffin with bright eyes: “It’s a fake corpse!”
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