Mistaking a horror game for a romance novel, he unexpectedly became a legend.

They were emanating black smoke, and their skin was rotting. The other players were terrified. These villagers didn't look like humans or ghosts; they looked like zombies.

Da Gang held a hoe in his hand, black pus dripping from his mouth, and the bloody hole in front of him had dried up.

Old Mrs. Lü climbed up the cliff like a cockroach, and when she saw Song Yi, her eyes flashed with a sinister light.

Zhang Dazhong was another example; his neck appeared to be broken, and he was supporting his head with one hand.

Da Gang's eerie voice echoed through the woods: "None of them can escape."

His eyes were filled with excitement as he looked at Song Yi, wanting to make Song Yi just like them: "Tear, tear."

The only thought in Da Gang's mind right now was to tear Song Yi to pieces.

Zhao Wei tried to run away, but was suddenly grabbed by the neck and pulled up by a villager.

He immediately turned to Song Yi for help, but Song Yi sneered and decisively gave him two words: "Goodbye."

Zhao Wei stared at Song Yi in shock. How could he not save him?

Without time to think, he heard a cracking sound from his neck, and then the world went black.

Chen Si finally broke free of the ropes binding her. She immediately rescued Ya Ya, threw a small knife to Lin Feng, and then ran back to Song Yi with Ya Ya in her arms.

Lin Feng immediately cut the rope with the knife and untied the ropes of the others as well.

They got up from the woodpile and ran behind Song Yi.

"What should we do? I've never seen so many ghosts before."

"Even if I had a hundred blood packs, I couldn't withstand one of them taking a hit."

"Are there any more props? At this point, we shouldn't hide anything."

Lin Feng thought for a moment, then took out a longsword from his toolbox. He had bought this for 400 points, and it could directly kill A-level ghosts, but it was a single-use weapon.

He spent so many points to buy this sword so he could show off at some important moment, but obviously that won't work here.

But we can't worry about that now, we'll just use whatever we can.

Other players were also buying talismans and potions, but their meager reserves were negligible compared to this quantity.

Song Yi stood at the front of the crowd. While others at least had a weapon in their hands, he had nothing.

Many new viewers joined the live stream. They came in when Song Yi used the Gatling gun, and then, seeing the entire village turn into zombies, they started making sarcastic remarks.

[Oh no, oh no! My momentary act of heroism has turned the entire village into ghosts. Even though their ranks weren't high, their sheer numbers are overwhelming.]

Wow, this guy's pretty good. I've never seen so many ghosts in any game before.

[Isn't this just asking for death? This guy's going to be torn to shreds by these ghosts soon.]

[Newcomers, don't talk nonsense. Our Song Yi is very capable; he'll prove you wrong later.]

[The people in this live stream are pretty stubborn. Why are they still hoping for a plot twist?]

The live stream was in an uproar, and at that moment, Song Yi was half-surrounded by "zombies".

Grandma Lü was like a cockroach; she could move incredibly fast and even jump.

Lin Feng and his companions were on high alert, their eyes following the movements of Old Lady Lü. They were terrified that the old woman would pounce on them and bite them.

As soon as the old lady rushed to Song Yi's side, her long legs decisively and swiftly raised to deliver a side kick, sending the old lady flying.

The other players were somewhat shocked. Wasn't Song Yi level nine? His strength seemed to be even greater than theirs.

Song Yi stretched his limbs: "Everyone has finished transforming, right? No one's been left behind, right? If not, I'm going to begin."

Zhang Dazhong revealed a very unsettling smile.

"The gun is no longer useful."

Song Yi also smiled:

"I know, I don't use a gun."

Da Gang, dragging his hoe, asked, "What other ideas do you have?"

Song Yi chuckled, and the mist behind him gradually dissipated, revealing a shadow.

The shadow, very shrewdly, used its branch arms to form a chair.

Song Yi sat back down, saying, "Who said he was going to do it himself?"

"Yu Yan, Luo Fei."

As soon as Song Yi finished speaking, Zhou Yuyan, dressed in a red dress, and Luo Fei, dressed in a white dress, appeared on either side of Song Yi.

Grandma Lü, who had been kicked away, returned. She looked at the two little girls, one in red and one in white, and said, "There are only two of them. We have more than a hundred. We don't need to be afraid of them."

Song Yi shook his head and then laughed. When people get old, they become stubborn and forgetful.

These lowly bastards, even as ghosts, are short-sighted. After Zhou Yuyan and Luo Fei absorbed the energy of Sun Yujuan, an S-rank vengeful ghost from the energy crystal ball, they both advanced to S-rank.

Upon hearing that the other party intended to outnumber them, Zhou Yuyan and Luo Fei's eyes slowly turned red, and dark blue veins bulged and spread across their faces. Humans are fearless because they are ignorant, and ghosts are also fearless because they are ignorant. Since they are not afraid, then let them witness the wrath of an S-class vengeful ghost.

Zhou Yuyan and Luo Fei rushed forward, their fingernails transforming into sharp blades, tearing apart the vengeful ghosts that charged at them.

The newly evolved baby saw its mother and sister rushing up, stretched out its chubby little paws, opened its mouth to reveal two little tiger teeth, and tried to rush up like a little cannonball, but Song Yi, with sharp eyes and quick hands, grabbed it and pulled it back.

"Oh son, you can't do it."

Xiao Bao looked up at Song Yi and said, "Dad, I got an A grade."

Song Yi touched Xiao Bao's hair, which was sticking up in his angry mode: "It's not about the level, it's just that you're too short, and it's easy for people to step on you."

Xiao Bao was disappointed. He wanted to join in too; he wanted to teach these scumbags a lesson, just like his mother, especially that heartless old woman. Song Yi smiled.

"Sweetie, sweetie, do you like big cats, the kind you can ride on? Daddy will get you two to keep as pets."

Upon hearing the name "big cat," Xiao Bao immediately exclaimed with delight, "I love it! I love it!"