Why are you messing with her? Her mission is to bully the scumbag

Ling Jinxing looked around sharply and walked up the mountain without hesitation.

She threw the random hotel casually, and it landed steadily halfway up the mountain, like an abandoned gem.

She pushed open the door and strode in, emitting an aura that could not be ignored.

On the system screen, the number of the invincible range was like a jumping flame, suddenly expanding from the original two meters to a radius of six meters, as if announcing that her power was awakening.

Her heart was filled with curiosity and desire for the unknown, especially the mysterious blood moon. She vowed to uncover its true face.

As the night deepened, the sky seemed to be torn apart, and countless strange figures fell from the sky, like messengers of darkness, announcing that the reshuffle of the world had begun.

Ling Jinxing stood in front of the window, watching all this coldly, excitement and determination flashing in his eyes.

Suddenly, a sharp sound broke the silence.

A strange creature pushing a cart appeared at the door of a random hotel. It exuded a cold aura and tried to break into this forbidden area.

However, just as it was about to cross the threshold, an invisible barrier blocked it out like a solid wall.

The strange creature was obviously angered by this sudden obstacle. Its head began to swell wildly, as if it was going to burst its entire body.

"There are living people... buying things..." It roared, its voice like a call from hell.

However, all this is in vain.

When its head swelled to the size of a balloon, it could no longer withstand the strange force and exploded.

The splattered blood and flesh fell like raindrops, but did not pollute this pure land.

On the contrary, the barrier seemed to have life, greedily devouring these strange fragments, and then the system page suddenly flashed: Energy +3.

Ling Jinxing raised his lips to a wicked smile. He didn't expect that this thing could actually charge energy for random hotels?

The crowd was hiding in the dense leaves and deep grooves of the cave. Suddenly, an unusual light penetrated the darkness, like a lighthouse in the underworld. "You... look! What the hell is that?!" One person pointed to the place not far away with horror and curiosity.

Cao Xuanji, a hawk-like figure in the crowd, quickly glanced at the hotel that stood out against the night sky. She muttered to herself, then closed her eyes and whispered to the system in her mind, "System, tell me quickly, what on earth is that thing?"

[Host, this... this seems to be beyond common knowledge. A supernatural being can survive in this world full of weirdness.] The system's voice was a little uncertain.

"Can we go in and take shelter?" Cao Xuanji's voice trembled slightly, but revealed his determination.

[Entry requires specific conditions, and I'm currently unable to decipher the mechanism.] The system responded slowly, its tone filled with helplessness.

At this time, Ling Jinxing also noticed the movement over there. He stood on the ruins. The blood moon hung high in the sky, dyeing the earth with an ominous red light. The underground seemed to be awakened, and corpses slowly crawled out. The scene was horrifying.

The once prosperous city is now filled with silence and despair. The sound of gunfire echoes in every corner like the whisper of death.

Cao Xuanji clenched his fists, his eyes flashing with determination. "No matter what, we can't just sit there and wait for death. System, is there any way for us to get closer to that place, even just a little bit?!"

[Host, the risk is extremely high, but... if you are willing to bear the consequences, I can try to guide you.] The system's voice became solemn.

Just as everyone was hesitating, an even more violent tremor was heard. The ground seemed to be cracking, more corpses emerged, and fear flooded everyone's heart like a tide.

Ling Jinxing strode back to the master bedroom with a gloomy face. At this moment, outside the hotel, the night was as dark as ink, and the first group of brave explorers had arrived quietly.

Cao Xuanji led six companions and they stood in front of the hotel gate.

"Why doesn't this hotel have a front desk?" Cao Xuanji chuckled. Just as he was about to take a step, he saw a dark blue barrier suddenly appear. A cold voice echoed in the air: "Ten thousand ghost coins per person, and a good night's sleep."

As a time traveler with a system, Cao Xuanji raised a hint of amusement at the corner of his mouth, took out a thick stack of paper money from his arms, and threw it in without hesitation.

The barrier instantly cracked, and a cold and mechanical voice sounded again: "Welcome to the Random Hotel. The room keys have been issued to everyone. Please remain quiet and enjoy your night."

"Remember, do not walk around casually after entering the room. The 10,000 ghost money covers the food and beverages, which will be delivered later. No items in the hotel should be damaged, otherwise you will be at your own risk." The voice was filled with an unquestionable majesty.

Cao Xuanji raised his brows slightly and glanced around the seemingly ordinary yet eerie hotel. Finally, he gripped the key tightly in his hand and led everyone up the stairs to the second floor.

The door of the room slowly opened, and a faint musty smell mixed with an unknown fragrance hit me in the face. The room was shockingly clean, as if no one had ever set foot in it.

At the same time, Ling Jinxing was in the master bedroom, his brows furrowed as he looked at the ghost money in his hand. A hint of disdain flashed in his eyes: "Things used by the dead, are you worthy of this?"

A seemingly disembodied yet real voice from the hotel's intelligent customer service echoed in Ling Jinxing's ears, saying with a hint of seriousness, "Master, Hell Money is the hard currency of this world. Ten thousand Hell Money is equivalent to ten thousand yuan in banknotes in your world. Moreover, it contains subtle energy that is very useful to me."

"so be it!"

Ling Jinxing turned around and began to accept the plot.

The original owner, Shen Jiajia, should have curled up in her warm little nest, avoiding the bloodthirsty blood moon.

But fate played a cruel joke on her. Her best friend, the close friend with whom she could talk about anything, and the boyfriend whom she once regarded as a brother, ruthlessly pushed her out of the house when she needed protection the most. Outside the door was endless darkness and the unknown.

"Jia Jia, please go. We...we have to take care of ourselves." The best friend's eyes were full of malice.

Shen Jiajia clenched her teeth, tears welling up in her eyes, begging them to open the door, but neither of them opened it.

She staggered, searching for hope of life in the ruins of doomsday.

Finally, she met a group of people who were also on the run. They planned to hide in the city's sewers, which might be a temporary safe haven.

However, the ugliness of human nature was fully exposed at this moment.

Several older men, their eyes gleaming with greed and selfishness, pushed Shen Jiajia and said, "You're so young and have the strength to run. We're old and can't run anymore. Go ahead and don't hold us back."

Shen Jiajia was pushed to the ground and her knee was scratched. The pain made her sober up a little.

He struggled to his feet and limped away into the night.

Finally, she found a hiding place - a toilet in a subway tunnel. It was dark and damp, but it became her only refuge. She curled up in the corner, listening to the strange roars outside, her heart filled with fear and despair, but more of a desire to survive.

After enduring a long night, when the first ray of morning light penetrated the darkness, Shen Jiajia thought she had finally seen hope.

As the game entered the next round, her home, the place that was once full of laughter and warmth, unexpectedly became the safe zone that everyone dreamed of.

She ran home full of anticipation, but she didn't expect that what was waiting for her was not the joy of reunion, but a cold blade and the hideous smile of her best friend's boyfriend.

"Jia Jia, you're back." Her bestie's voice lost its usual gentleness, replaced by coldness and cruelty. "You know what? You shouldn't have survived. You're the one who deserves to die!"

As she spoke, she stabbed Shen Jiajia fiercely with the knife in her hand. Blood gushed out, staining Shen Jiajia's vision red.

The original owner's wish: to stay alive, take back everything that belongs to him, and make those people die a miserable death.