Ning Su continued to talk about the instance. “I have an idea. Like the old man and the backpack boy, they are very likely to be on the same bus. They died on the bus and didn’t enter the game to become official players.”
“Another part is the system selected players who died in the game to gather in this instance.”
So, this instance should not have a ghost master and was not a fixed world.
Different players entering would encounter different corpses tailored to them.
Even Miss Driver was transferred here, at most stabilizing the order of this world.
Ling Xiao nodded, “It’s possible.”
Seeing that he seemed unaware, Ning Su was a little curious. “You didn’t know before?”
He didn’t know these things, nor did he know about the spirit bus.
How did he enter the game in the first place?
What kind of identity did he have?
“My memories are fragmented and chaotic.” His gaze was also chaotic and void until it fell on Ning Su’s face. Then it focused.
After coming back from the deck, Ning Su had been thinking about Ling Xiao’s words.
When the other said that, the wind suddenly grew stronger, lifting up his coat in a fluttering arc.
His eyes, half-narrowed and filled with chaos, tapped the fishing rod with his long fingers. Several fish dropped, and more black fish eagerly bit onto his fishing rod.
Those black fish all wanted to get close to him, possibly naturally drawn to his energy.
He didn’t have complete memories. His soul scattered across thousands of instance worlds, many ghost masters were born because of his power, and many NPCs absorbed his energy.
“Ning Su, we have a new discovery!” Fang Qi and Pang Yang interrupted his thoughts when they came back.
Pang Yang said, “There are quite a few ghosts like that old man and the backpack boy.”
Fang Qi nodded. “We took the liberty to talk to them and tried to help them a bit.”
Ning Su repeated his guess that they might be players on the bus, “But it’s just a guess without much evidence.”
Both of them fell silent.
They thought of those people, perhaps sneaking out to see their daughters and grandsons, perhaps surprising their mothers, perhaps proposing to their girlfriends, perhaps meeting friends they hadn’t seen in years.
Carrying countless expectations, they got swept into this game and never got to see the person they wanted to meet again.
On the other side, those people could never wait for them either.
Thinking about their families and friends in the original world, the two of them silently lay down on the bed.
That night, no deaths occurred.
The second night was the same.
The players were not relaxed because the two nights before, when those four players died, were also the same.
Sure enough, a new round of deaths occurred on the third night.
At midnight, Ning Su heard crying, the crying of a woman.
He was surprised to find that the crying came from the human pupa master.
She was crying like a little girl, accompanied by a strong smell of blood.
Ning Su was stunned for a moment, then got out of bed and walked over.
In this instance, Ning Su and Ling Xiao were the most relaxed.
Next was Xue Wei, who was quite fearless.
Xue Wei had been sleeping soundly these two days.
That night, at midnight, she heard a sound and woke up in a daze.
There was someone standing by her bed.
The person was not very tall, their head reaching just to the top bunk where she slept.
Without thinking, Xue Wei reached out her hand, but stopped halfway.
She stared blankly at the girl with long hair in front of her.
The girl with long hair turned her head to look at Xue Wei, her eye sockets empty, half of her nose cut off.
Xue Wei looked down in a daze and saw her empty sleeves and empty pant legs.
She opened her mouth and said two words to Xue Wei. Her mouth was empty, without a tongue, filled with blood.
Because she had no tongue, her words were unclear, but Xue Wei knew what she was saying.
Sister.
Xue Wei’s original name was not Xue Wei. She was called Xue Wei now because she had a sister named Weiwei.
Her younger sister shared the same mother with her, but it was uncertain if they had the same father.
Their mother was a woman working in the night scene.
From a young age, she didn’t like her mother and her sister. She rebelled early, having a boyfriend and smoking at a young age, presenting herself as a rebellious girl.
However, her sister was different—innocent-looking and excelling in studies, though with a slight limp, she always seemed like someone from another family, if the place they were in could be called a home.
Rumors circulated in that filthy place, questioning how someone as pure as her sister, Weiwei, could grow up in such a dirty environment.
They seemed like individuals from two different worlds, but Weiwei always wanted to merge these two worlds.
When a man came to the house, she staggered out with her. Every time she turned around, the six-year-old would smile at her with bent eyes.
During school, when someone pointed and whispered at her, she would loudly call her sister. Amidst the astonished gazes of others, she would run over, smiling at her.
After class, if a man grabbed her sister’s hair, Weiwei would beat him with her schoolbag and say, “Sister, I put nails in my bag.”
She would say, “Sister, let’s go home together.”
She would say, “Sister, can you walk with me home?”
No matter how bad Xue Wei was, she was always like this.
No matter how much hurt she received, she would always smile and come closer again.
In the worst instance, wanting to thoroughly scare her away, she placed a terrible man in the small room where she was in at the KTV.
She knew the KTV boss, and every time her sister came along, the boss would let her do homework in that small room.
She walked out of the KTV feeling particularly cheerful, but as she continued walking, she suddenly couldn’t move anymore.
She hurriedly ran back, and upon seeing her sister disheveled, covered in fresh blood, she was smiling at her. She said, “Sister, let’s go home together, okay?”
She always followed her like this.
Continuing to follow her, she also entered this infinite horror game.
The first instance they entered was a horror game with a harem theme, a bloody harem.
Master and servant, if one of them made a mistake, one of them would lose a facial feature or a limb.
If the servant died, the master could still live, but if the master died, the servant would die too.
Players could choose their own master and servant, but of course, no one would choose to be the servant if it were that simple.
Servants had an additional ability to hide their identity and had one chance to switch masters.
At that time, she automatically became the master of the harem, but didn’t know which servant was hers.
It was only through speculation that eventually, each pair of master and servant revealed their cards.
That’s when she found out that her sister had automatically chosen to be her servant so she could become the master.
At that time, her sister had already lost one leg and one hand.
She laughed and said, “Sister, look, my lame foot is gone. Now no one knows I’m a cripple.”
Even in the horror game, she still closely followed behind her.
Unlike her, her sister was smart and excelled in learning. In the bloody harem’s power struggles, these two newcomers managed to survive until the end.
As a first-timer delving into this, she still didn’t know that in the horror game, their deaths didn’t just come from the ghost king but also from other players.
Ning Su continued to talk about the instance. “I have an idea. Like the old man and the backpack boy, they are very likely to be on the same bus. They died on the bus and didn’t enter the game to become official players.”
“Another part is the system selected players who died in the game to gather in this instance.”
So, this instance should not have a ghost master and was not a fixed world.
Different players entering would encounter different corpses tailored to them.
Even Miss Driver was transferred here, at most stabilizing the order of this world.
Ling Xiao nodded, “It’s possible.”
Seeing that he seemed unaware, Ning Su was a little curious. “You didn’t know before?”
He didn’t know these things, nor did he know about the spirit bus.
How did he enter the game in the first place?
What kind of identity did he have?
“My memories are fragmented and chaotic.” His gaze was also chaotic and void until it fell on Ning Su’s face. Then it focused.
After coming back from the deck, Ning Su had been thinking about Ling Xiao’s words.
When the other said that, the wind suddenly grew stronger, lifting up his coat in a fluttering arc.
His eyes, half-narrowed and filled with chaos, tapped the fishing rod with his long fingers. Several fish dropped, and more black fish eagerly bit onto his fishing rod.
Those black fish all wanted to get close to him, possibly naturally drawn to his energy.
He didn’t have complete memories. His soul scattered across thousands of instance worlds, many ghost masters were born because of his power, and many NPCs absorbed his energy.
“Ning Su, we have a new discovery!” Fang Qi and Pang Yang interrupted his thoughts when they came back.
Pang Yang said, “There are quite a few ghosts like that old man and the backpack boy.”
Fang Qi nodded. “We took the liberty to talk to them and tried to help them a bit.”
Ning Su repeated his guess that they might be players on the bus, “But it’s just a guess without much evidence.”
Both of them fell silent.
They thought of those people, perhaps sneaking out to see their daughters and grandsons, perhaps surprising their mothers, perhaps proposing to their girlfriends, perhaps meeting friends they hadn’t seen in years.
Carrying countless expectations, they got swept into this game and never got to see the person they wanted to meet again.
On the other side, those people could never wait for them either.
Thinking about their families and friends in the original world, the two of them silently lay down on the bed.
That night, no deaths occurred.
The second night was the same.
The players were not relaxed because the two nights before, when those four players died, were also the same.
Sure enough, a new round of deaths occurred on the third night.
At midnight, Ning Su heard crying, the crying of a woman.
He was surprised to find that the crying came from the human pupa master.
She was crying like a little girl, accompanied by a strong smell of blood.
Ning Su was stunned for a moment, then got out of bed and walked over.
In this instance, Ning Su and Ling Xiao were the most relaxed.
Next was Xue Wei, who was quite fearless.
Xue Wei had been sleeping soundly these two days.
That night, at midnight, she heard a sound and woke up in a daze.
There was someone standing by her bed.
The person was not very tall, their head reaching just to the top bunk where she slept.
Without thinking, Xue Wei reached out her hand, but stopped halfway.
She stared blankly at the girl with long hair in front of her.
The girl with long hair turned her head to look at Xue Wei, her eye sockets empty, half of her nose cut off.
Xue Wei looked down in a daze and saw her empty sleeves and empty pant legs.
She opened her mouth and said two words to Xue Wei. Her mouth was empty, without a tongue, filled with blood.
Because she had no tongue, her words were unclear, but Xue Wei knew what she was saying.
Sister.
Xue Wei’s original name was not Xue Wei. She was called Xue Wei now because she had a sister named Weiwei.
Her younger sister shared the same mother with her, but it was uncertain if they had the same father.
Their mother was a woman working in the night scene.
From a young age, she didn’t like her mother and her sister. She rebelled early, having a boyfriend and smoking at a young age, presenting herself as a rebellious girl.
However, her sister was different—innocent-looking and excelling in studies, though with a slight limp, she always seemed like someone from another family, if the place they were in could be called a home.
Rumors circulated in that filthy place, questioning how someone as pure as her sister, Weiwei, could grow up in such a dirty environment.
They seemed like individuals from two different worlds, but Weiwei always wanted to merge these two worlds.
When a man came to the house, she staggered out with her. Every time she turned around, the six-year-old would smile at her with bent eyes.
During school, when someone pointed and whispered at her, she would loudly call her sister. Amidst the astonished gazes of others, she would run over, smiling at her.
After class, if a man grabbed her sister’s hair, Weiwei would beat him with her schoolbag and say, “Sister, I put nails in my bag.”
She would say, “Sister, let’s go home together.”
She would say, “Sister, can you walk with me home?”
No matter how bad Xue Wei was, she was always like this.
No matter how much hurt she received, she would always smile and come closer again.
In the worst instance, wanting to thoroughly scare her away, she placed a terrible man in the small room where she was in at the KTV.
She knew the KTV boss, and every time her sister came along, the boss would let her do homework in that small room.
She walked out of the KTV feeling particularly cheerful, but as she continued walking, she suddenly couldn’t move anymore.
She hurriedly ran back, and upon seeing her sister disheveled, covered in fresh blood, she was smiling at her. She said, “Sister, let’s go home together, okay?”
She always followed her like this.
Continuing to follow her, she also entered this infinite horror game.
The first instance they entered was a horror game with a harem theme, a bloody harem.
Master and servant, if one of them made a mistake, one of them would lose a facial feature or a limb.
If the servant died, the master could still live, but if the master died, the servant would die too.
Players could choose their own master and servant, but of course, no one would choose to be the servant if it were that simple.
Servants had an additional ability to hide their identity and had one chance to switch masters.
At that time, she automatically became the master of the harem, but didn’t know which servant was hers.
It was only through speculation that eventually, each pair of master and servant revealed their cards.
That’s when she found out that her sister had automatically chosen to be her servant so she could become the master.
At that time, her sister had already lost one leg and one hand.
She laughed and said, “Sister, look, my lame foot is gone. Now no one knows I’m a cripple.”
Even in the horror game, she still closely followed behind her.
Unlike her, her sister was smart and excelled in learning. In the bloody harem’s power struggles, these two newcomers managed to survive until the end.
As a first-timer delving into this, she still didn’t know that in the horror game, their deaths didn’t just come from the ghost king but also from other players.
