The night time in this instance was almost twice as long as the day time, and after lunch the sky outside suddenly turned dark.
Su Er had long known that the game was full of malice towards players, but he never thought that the welfare field would almost force people to death. In this way, how many tasks could be completed during the day?
Yao Zhi gave him a hint with his eyes and reminded him softly, "Be more careful."
In the lobby, Cai Dou was wandering around restlessly, obviously not earning enough to pay the room fee.
Su Er asked himself if he could see through it. Even if ordinary players have the intention to harm others in the game, they still have to put on a show of pretending. In this regard, Wen Buyu is quite good.
After all, Cai Dou is not a newcomer, so how could he express his malice without any concealment?
Yao Zhi said calmly, "Please respect species diversity."
Suhr was speechless.
I called out to the ghost doll who was about to leave after cleaning the table and asked if I could change the room.
Ghost Doll: "It costs extra money."
Suhr: "Okay."
There is still residual poisonous gas in the guest room. You can only continue to live here if you are tired of living.
On the way back, I ran into Hou Kewei, who was leaning against the wall in the corridor, seemingly waiting for someone. He seemed a little impatient, and after a brief frown, he quickly calmed down and asked calmly, "Su Er, do you want to make a deal with me?"
Suer looked at him without saying anything.
Hou Kewei exhaled and said, "I can tell you everything about the last time I attended a welfare event."
Su Er said frankly: "You are worse off than me."
Having been reduced to looking for cooperation with myself, this experience seems dispensable.
Hou Kewei's expression turned grim. He said in a deep voice, "The missions change daily, and my abilities are limited." Before being confronted, he picked up the important point and said, "The information I'm going to provide is about the auction."
At this point, his tone suddenly became heavier: "As long as you pay me 100,000..."
"Stop." Su Er said, "The maximum amount a person can pay for other players is 50,000. I've already used up some of it."
"You can even exchange it for props."
Sur glanced at him and guessed that this was probably his main purpose... to covet the doll given by the old woman.
Hou Kewei promised: "The information I provide will definitely allow you to get back double your losses at the auction."
Unfortunately, Sur remained unmoved and just shook his hand slightly.
Hou Kewei frowned, wondering what this meant.
"Goodbye."
"…"
Shaking his head, he prepared to go to the new room. Behind him, Hou Kewei said calmly but with a hint of viciousness: "Your fighting power is not high. You need to think carefully before doing anything."
Su Er paused abruptly and turned to look at him. Under his sinister gaze, he spoke each word with pause, "In all martial arts, the only thing that cannot be broken is speed."
Talking to him was definitely not a pleasant experience. Before Hou Kewei could comprehend what he was saying, he heard Su Er say, "No matter how big your fist is, it can be broken by speed."
After saying that, he ran towards the hall without any warning.
Sur's thoughts raced as the wind rustled in his ears. He resolved to return to the real world and train hard at long-distance running. Improving martial arts skills wouldn't happen overnight, but if he ran fast enough, even fists wouldn't be able to catch up!
Hou Kewei was a little slow to react, and since he couldn't reach an agreement as planned, he simply resorted to snatching. Who could have expected such an unpredictable scene to happen!
His face immediately darkened and he gritted his teeth and chased after him.
There was a commotion ahead. I turned the corner and saw that they were about to catch up, but suddenly I saw Su Er turn around and run back, waving his hand imposingly: "Hit me!"
Hou Kewei was stunned. He suddenly saw a slightly fat figure in front of him. Before he could see clearly, he was kicked to the ground.
"you..."
His words were interrupted by two kicks on the waist. At the same time, Lu Huan and Zhu Yanyan's iron fists came down from mid-air without any mercy.
"You guys..." Two fists couldn't fight four hands. Hou Kewei protected his head with his arms and growled, "Are you crazy?"
He knew that Yao Zhi and Sul had a good relationship, so he thought that if the deal failed, he could just snatch the doll and exchange it with Gou Baopu. Then he would hide in the room and not come out, so they couldn't do anything to him.
Of course, the consequence of the plan failing was also considered, but in any case it had nothing to do with being beaten up by a group of people.
As an outsider, Su Er really wanted to step forward and make a few more moves, but unfortunately he found that the area was full and there was no place for him to stand. He could only rely on his words to make up for the situation: "One hero needs three helpers."
He had helped Zhu Yanyan and the others, so as long as they weren't completely evil, they would naturally repay him. Besides, he was only trying to kill Hou Kewei, not to kill any ghosts.
In the blink of an eye, Hou Kewei was covered in wounds. Su Er raised his head and looked not far away. Cai Dou, who had been hiding in the dark and trying to gain benefits, turned pale and quickly avoided looking at him.
On the other side, the smiling businessman watched the scene expressionlessly in the shadows, adjusting the small hat on his head from time to time, thinking about how to harvest the players' lives faster.
It was nearly dark outside, and a small light flickered in the hallway. Several people withdrew their efforts and returned to their rooms. Hou Kewei struggled to his feet, not even daring to curse, and quickly moved to his room.
At this moment, Cai Dou suddenly rushed up and grabbed him tightly.
Hou Kewei was injured and he shook his shoulders hard but failed to get rid of the shackles.
Cai Dou refused to let go: "Either you pay for the room and save my life, or we die together!"
Hou Kewei stared at him: "Don't regret it."
Su Er was close, and the moment he opened the door, he saw the dramatic scene, shook his head and closed the door.
"Auction..." He muttered as he lay on the bed and looked at the ceiling.
Hou Kewei's words served as a wake-up call. Auctions might not be as imagined; it wasn't simply a group of people bidding, with the highest bidder taking the prize. Su Er rolled over, drifting into a state of half-sleep and half-wakefulness. After an unspecified amount of time, a scream erupted from outside. He immediately sat up and grabbed the stun gun.
The noises in the corridor were strange. Besides the screams, there was also the rustling of sand falling to the ground. As time passed, the noises grew heavier. There was no peephole in the door for him to see what was happening outside.
This night was particularly difficult. Suer basically did not sleep in the second half of the night. Although it was unlikely, he could not help but suspect that some dirty creature had broken in at the slightest sign of trouble.
It is better to be safe than sorry. Su Er half-sat against the head of the bed and dozed off for a while. When the light of day poured on his face, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Keeping a safe distance, he placed his hand on the door handle and hesitated for a moment before pressing it down.
The door opened, and yellow sand was scattered around. The ghost dolls were cleaning. I don't know if it was intentional, but they didn't clean up the corpse first, but some insignificant yellow soil.
The body's face was obscured, its limbs spread out, and sand was oozing out of its eyes, ears, mouth, and nose. A hole had been ripped open in the chest, making it impossible to discern the cause of death. The only way to identify the victim was Cai Dou based on his clothing.
The players opened the doors one after another, their faces grim upon seeing this scene, yet they were also thankful that they had successfully checked into the guest room last night.
Yao Zhi looked solemn. He found a place with less sand along the wall and walked towards Su Er. "Don't take any difficult tasks today."
Soul nodded.
"This sand seems to come from the gardener." Zhao Xue said fearfully: "My task yesterday was to help the gardener dig sand."
"Something's wrong." Zhu Yanyan said, "There are too many ghosts in this dungeon."
Moreover, each of them has a high level of intelligence. If they were not strong enough, wouldn't they all have the possibility of evolving into ghost kings?
The only person present who might have known about the situation was Hou Kewei, who was leaning against the door without saying a word.
Yao Zhi looked over there and said, "Catch him and beat him up, and see if he can get any information out of him."
The tone of voice seemed familiar. Suer remembered that when his math grades declined, the other party spoke to him in a similar tone.
"Forget it," Su Er shook his head. "If he confuses us, the gain will outweigh the loss."
Hou Kewei is a very untrustworthy person.
The ghost doll cleaned up quickly and left with the body after a while. Another ghost doll went to the lobby to post a new form.
Apart from sewing the dolls, the rest of the tasks were almost all replacements.
Sur pointed to the one about the gardener: Happy birthday to the gardener.
Yao Zhi: "Cai Dou might have been killed by him. Are you sure you want to accept it?"
Soul: "Chae-doo died during the night, so it might be safer to go there now."
The reward was already low, so it wasn't worth it for two people to do it. Yao Zhi was interested in the transporting task, as it was close to the gardener's place, so they could look after each other if something went wrong.
The temperature difference between indoors and outdoors is not much, and there is a slight chill in the air.
The daytime is short and there is insufficient light, so many flowers grow crookedly and look malnourished.
"Happy birthday." Su Er stopped a few feet away and spoke.
The gardener laughed strangely and waved.
Su Er put his hands in his pockets, holding the props and walked over.
In front of the gardener was a complete heart, with slender candles inserted into it one by one. Every time, a "puff" sound could be heard, and blood would ooze out through the tiny holes.
"Blow," said the gardener.
A badge with Cai Dou's name on it fell next to his feet. It was easy to imagine who this bloody heart belonged to.
A foul smell wafted over from time to time, and the gardener urged, "Blow it out. You have to blow it all out."
Soul glanced at him, then blew it out with a breath he held.
A hint of disappointment flashed across the gardener's eyes, and he quickly cut off a petal from the heart with a knife: "Eat."
Su Er didn't move. This mission offered the lowest reward, and even if he didn't eat, his life wouldn't be in danger. This was more like a little revenge after seeing all the candles successfully blown out.
The gardener said unkindly: "Don't waste the cake."
After watching quietly for a while, Su Er suddenly said, "I left some things behind. Can I go back first?"
The gardener nodded generously and said with a grin, "If you don't come, I'll go find you."
Time is passing by every second.
A gentle breeze blew by, and the blood outside the heart had begun to coagulate. However, Suer had not returned yet. Far from being angry, the gardener happily picked up the shovel and prepared to walk into the castle.
Before I could take a step, I saw Sur coming hurriedly with a big bucket in his hand.
In order to prevent the soup from splashing, he was extremely gentle when he landed on the ground, and the white meatballs in the bucket shook with the slight vibration.
Su Er had just gone to Gou Bao Pu to ask for the monster meat he had refused to take that day. Since business is done through deceit, Gou Bao Pu had even extorted ten thousand yuan from him. Afterwards, he went to the kitchen to pay six thousand yuan and put in the noodles.
"Smell it, isn't it fragrant?" Suer said with a smile.
It was well seasoned and smelled good. There was a layer of oil surrounding the meatballs, and the blood foam floating on the water surface was hard to tell whether it was the corpses of maggots or greasy oil.
The gardener felt a little disgusted.
"You treated me to cake, so I'll treat you to longevity noodles." Su Er took out a pair of chopsticks from his pocket, split a meatball in half, and handed it to him: "Eat it while it's hot."
The meatballs seemed undercooked in the middle and had blood oozing out of them.
Seeing that the gardener didn't move, Soul took the plate with a piece of heart in his hand and resisted the urge to feel sick: "Let's eat together."
Even so, the gardener didn't move, and neither did Soul.
Only the smell from the barrel mixed with the smell of blood flowed between them on the wind.