Horror games? Whatever, I'll die.

Meanwhile, Liang Zaibing, who was huddled in the storage room on the eighth floor, listened to the commotion upstairs and gave Ivan a safe signal.

He pressed the elevator button and then went up the stairs with Ivan to the 8th floor.

The task takes seven days and there's no rush. Why doesn't that fat pig make it clear that he's coming to arrest people right away? Why is he defying the rules? What kind of idiot is he?

Ivan tightened his grip on the female ghost's throat and continued the interrogation, "What exactly is on the 9th floor?"

The middle-aged female ghost, dressed in a cleaning uniform, mumbled "heh heh" for a long time without uttering a single word.

"Uh, why don't you loosen your grip a little? She seems unable to speak."

Ivan showed no embarrassment and very naturally relaxed his grip on the female ghost.

The female ghost coughed for a long time before she caught her breath. Heaven knows where this brat got such strength.

Although she is a demon, her power is restricted in a D-rank dungeon, making her no different from a moving corpse.

"explain."

The cleaning staff member shrank back, "I...I don't know either, the boss won't let us go to the 9th floor."

Liang Zaibing pointed at her with great distress, "Aren't you going to clean the ninth floor? I pay you a salary and this is how you do your job? I can't even imagine how dirty the ninth floor must be after so long without it being cleaned!"

The cleaning staff member was stunned by his accusations and instinctively retorted, "How can you say that about me? I clean every day, and there's not even a speck of dust on the floor!"

By the time she realized her slip of the tongue, it was too late.

Liang Zaibing held it, with an expression that said, "I knew it."

"Tell me, stop pretending."

The cleaning staff lowered their heads dejectedly. "I did clean the 9th floor, but it's mostly just rooms piled with junk, nothing special."

"Do you think I look like a fool?"

The cleaning lady looked him over carefully and said, "No, he doesn't look like it."

Liang Zaibing slapped him hard, saying, "Then stop hiding it and confess."

The hand around her neck tightened even more, and with a forceful twist to the right, her head was severed and slung limply over her shoulder.

The cleaning staff finally calmed down and said in a tearful voice, "I'll talk, I'll talk. I've only never been inside room 914. It requires the boss's iris scan to unlock, so it must be a very important place."

Liang Zaibing rested her chin on her hand, seemingly lost in thought.

It was pretty much as he guessed.

Very well, I'll take your left eye too.

Having obtained the information, Ivan smashed the vase on the table, picked up a sharp shard of porcelain, and was about to slit the cleaning ghost's neck.

The cleaning ghost watched in terror as the blade drew ever closer, its mouth covered, only able to whimper in despair.

You humans are all filthy! You have no integrity!

A somewhat thin hand grasped Ivan's wrist.

Ivan raised his head, his light golden hair parted to the sides, and his pale, almost pure white eyelashes fluttered gently, revealing his gray-blue pupils behind them.

It's like a scene from a fantasy.

Those eyes, which had been cold and devoid of emotion just moments before, reminiscent of a ruthless predator, were now like the surface of Lake Baikal in spring, where the ice and snow melted, creating gentle ripples.

He said, "What?"

"Don't kill her yet," Liang Zaibing said, using a bit of skill to snatch the porcelain shard that had cut his palm. "She'll still be useful."

"Listen to you."

Liang Zaibing secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Ivan's appearance just now was really terrifying. Fortunately, the skill worked and managed to persuade him to stay calm.

There aren't many death points in D-level dungeons. The only way to trigger a death is if your roommates find you awake or if you disobey the boss or teacher's instructions.

Anyone with common sense can avoid these pitfalls and survive seven days safely.

But if it were that simple, it wouldn't be a horror game.

The most crucial moment is still on the last day.

If they can't find a way to survive the final day of the performance, the only difference between them and Wu Qi, who died at the beginning, is that they live a few more days.

The escape route is almost certainly hidden in 914, but getting rid of the boss after capturing his eyes and then entering 914 to investigate will be difficult, as we are short-handed.

The seat in front of Liang Zaibing was suddenly taken by someone.

Mo Qiuping still looked sleepy, and yawned several times as soon as she sat down.

"Let me discuss something with you."

"I won't eat the blanched vegetables on your plate."

"...I meant the matter of clearing the gate."

"Go ahead and say it." Liang Zaibing made a gesture as if she were zipping up her mouth.

"You also know about 914, which is crucial for passing the game, right?"

Liang Zaibing nodded. "So?"

"I want to cooperate with you to distract the boss and at the same time infiltrate 914 to investigate."

Liang Zaibing raised an eyebrow. It was like a pillow being delivered to someone who was just dozing off. He had just been worried about not having enough manpower.

Compared to Zhang Yifan and Zhu Meng, Mo Qiuping is a more ideal partner.

Which one are you in charge of?

Mo Qiuping shook her head. "Neither."

"?"

"You want to get something for free?"

Mo Qiuping was silent for a moment. “What I mean is, my strength and speed are not enough to distract him, but my skills can put him to sleep for five minutes, and then it will be up to you.”

"It's good that you're not getting it for free." Liang Zaibing breathed a sigh of relief. "But I need to see your skills first."

A panel appeared out of thin air in front of me, with all other information blurred out, except for the skills section which was displayed correctly.

[Talent Skill: Nine Needles]

[Skill Description: A unique acupuncture technique passed down from ancient times; those who master it can revive the dead and heal bones.]

[Skill Weapon: A set of bone acupuncture needles]

[Currently level 1/9, Special effect: Piercing the Neiguan point with a needle will force the target into a five-minute sleep state. Taking damage during this time will wake them up prematurely. Limited to one use per dungeon.]

It was an incredibly useful hard crowd control skill. Liang Zaibing was so jealous she was practically drooling, but she still managed a friendly smile and extended her right hand to Mo Qiuping, saying, "It's a pleasure to work with you."

After making pancakes for half a day, Liang Zaibing still couldn't sleep and lay in bed shedding tears.

"Ivan, why is it that other people's skills are so useful, and they even come with skill weapons?"

"..."

"Why aren't you saying anything? Did you secretly awaken an S-rank skill behind my back?"

"..."

While they were arguing, the comments section couldn't resist adding fuel to the fire.

Ivan: I don’t know how to explain it to you, because I am a polar bear.

"Son, just how useless are your skills? Open your panel and let your dad laugh, oh no, let your dad see."

Liang Zaibing was furious. She gave the middle finger to the screen and turned over, pretending to be asleep.

The clock was about to strike ten, and Liang Zaibing was drifting off to sleep when she suddenly heard Ivan's cautious reply.

"Bing, even without amazing skills, you can survive to the end. I believe in you."

Liang Zaibing gave a mumbled hum in response.

While waiting, it was noon on the third day, which meant the practice lasted for two and a half days.

I earned 70 points from the small, miscellaneous tasks in between.

The dog company finally couldn't suppress its ugly side and came up with a new trick for them.

Zhu Meng looked at the obviously poisonous purple pills on the small compartment of her plate and was so frightened that her hand trembled as she held her chopsticks.

Mr. Fatty's lewd smile was full of malice. "Kids, don't be afraid, relax, it's just vitamins."