Infinite Flow: Becoming a God in a Nightmare Game

I don't know who suggested it, but we used money to find a prime piece of land, build a big house, and move in together.

Since everyone lives in different places, it's quite troublesome to get together every day.

Therefore, everyone agrees that money can solve any problem.

It didn't take long for Lin Wanchu to find a beautiful place away from the hustle and bustle of the city.

Next, we need to hire people to draw up architectural blueprints and carry out construction.

They can build multiple rooms because they don't know if new members will join.

Cheng Cuo went back to Huaicheng to pack his change of clothes and moved into Yu Hansheng's house.

In the past two weeks, the only problem Jiang Qi has encountered that is difficult to solve is the thousands of tiny tentacles.

One time, when I came home, I could still see Little Tentacle Number One directing the little tentacles that came later to help him clean up.

With its little hands on its hips, Number One chattered away, directing its little tentacles here and there.

However, they made things worse.

Jiang Qi couldn't stand it any longer and kicked them out one by one to reflect on their actions outside.

Rows of tiny, dark tentacles stood upright, twisting their fingers as they faced the clean white wall.

"Waaaaaah! $~&%! $well…*&%" (Oh no, is my brother angry?)

The other little tentacles all nodded their little heads in unison.

Jiang Qi exhaled a breath of stale air, opened the door, and let them in.

With long legs striding out, he sat down on the soft sofa and spoke lazily.

"You guys just need to be my little pets, I'll take care of everything else, you hear me?"

The little tentacles obediently agreed to Jiang Qi's request and, as usual, wrapped themselves around his body.

Jiang Qi, covered in small, blue-black tentacles, buried his head in the pillow. He had spent so much time tidying up; he deserved a rest.

Less than a minute later, Jiang Qi's eyelids twitched, and a bizarre feeling welled up in his heart.

The bedroom lamp cast a warm glow, which shone on two figures.

Hidden in the dim light, his eyes reflected Lu Zhi's sharply defined and imposing face.

The icy body temperature made Jiang Qi shiver, and he suddenly opened his eyes. The little tentacles had disappeared.

Lu Zhi is back.

Jiang Qi took the initiative to extend his arms and hug Lu Zhi back.

Her voice held a smile, "Lu Zhi, welcome home."

Lu Zhi tightened his grip, as if trying to embed Jiang Qi entirely into his arms.

He buried his head in Jiang Qi's neck, greedily and eagerly inhaling Jiang Qi's unique scent.

Lu Zhi closed his tired eyes and slowly fell asleep.

Jiang Qi carefully traced the features of the person in front of him, feeling a stinging pain and discomfort in his throat as if something was stuck there.

Without saying a word, Jiang Qi tucked the blanket around Lu Zhi and then fell asleep.

Lu Zhi returned earlier than he had expected.

Lu Zhi's return time will be close to the time when Jiang Qi enters the dungeon.

Unlike the Nightmare game, which directly teleports them into the instance, this time they are required to reach the destination within a specified time.

However, coincidentally, the location of the instance is in Nancheng.

I searched online for a lot of information about Miao villages, but found nothing.

Furthermore, this instance specifies that a team can only have two male members, and the rest must be female members.

It wasn't a dungeon that Jiang Qi actively chose; rather, it was a mandatory dungeon in the Nightmare Game.

In response, Cheng Cuo also vehemently cursed the Nightmare Game.

Faced with this situation, he still had to stay with Yu Hansheng.

On the Nightmare Games forum, players are very secretive about the Miao Jiang Gu Village dungeon.

None of the players who went in survived.

The only information available was a clue that a player had desperately provided.

The female player became a corpse after leaving the instance, and the clues were dug out from her body.

The note was stained with blood, and the writing on it was visible.

"Do not look at what is improper, do not listen to what is improper, do not speak what is improper, do not do what is improper."

This quote comes from the Analects of Confucius, specifically the chapter "Yan Yuan". It is very easy to understand when translated, but in the original text, there is more to it than just the surface meaning.

On the first day of their journey, Cheng Cuo watched them leave with tears in her eyes.

It wasn't that he was reluctant to part with her, but he was still a little uncomfortable facing Yu Hansheng alone.

Cheng Cuo put away the documents he had prepared and planned to go into the instance to hide from Yu Hansheng.

However, fate did not grant his wish, and Yu Hansheng followed him into the same instance.

The Nightmare Game gave Jiang Qi and his companions the identities of tourists visiting a Miao village to explore its mysteries.

Lin Wanchu followed the navigation to a place that was so remote and secluded that it couldn't be more remote.

"The car can't go any further. We still need to walk a mountain road to reach Miao Village."

It had just rained yesterday, so Jiang Qi and his three companions had to trudge through the muddy mountain path and narrow roads.

As if worried that Jiang Qi and the others might not be able to find the place, Nightmare Game even provided them with a guide NPC.

They were the first to arrive. "Hello, I am your tour guide for this trip."

"Once everyone has arrived, you can set off."

He emphasized the words "on the road" very heavily.

The tour guide's skin was as pale as a corpse, his eyes were sunken, and a strange smile hung on his lips.

Beside her, a hunched old woman sat quietly on a stone. Her hair was sparse and gray, as if it hadn't been washed in a long time, and it was wrapped around her wrinkled face.

Her eyes were tightly closed, but every now and then she would suddenly open them, revealing cloudy eyes that stared intently at them.

His fingers were long and deformed, and he would occasionally draw strange symbols in the air while muttering incantations in a low, trembling voice.

A small group of people gradually arrived behind them, but the system notification had not yet sounded.

Lin Wanchu glanced around and noticed that more than a dozen players had already arrived.

However, she saw a familiar face again—Bai Xiaoyu.

Bai Xiaoyu trembled with fear the moment he saw her; he had not forgotten the pain of losing his arm.

"Why is it him again?" Lin Wanchu narrowed her eyes slightly, nudged Jiang Qi with her hand, and tilted her head towards Bai Xiaoyu, the meaning of which was self-evident.

This person is like a persistent, clinging ghost.

"Out of sight, out of mind, just ignore it."

Before Jiang Qi could speak, Lu Zhi's icy words rang out, chilling like ice.

The system's mechanical voice sounded precisely when the last person arrived.

[Dear players, welcome to the "Miao Territory Gu Village" dungeon.]

After that sentence, the system went silent.

The group looked at each other, unsure whether it was a system malfunction or something else; the quest hadn't been issued, and the number of players was unknown.

Right now, they are completely in the dark.

As murmurs arose, the tour guide stood quietly beside him, leading several yellow oxen, his eyes cold and sinister.

Jiang Qi was the first to act, sitting on the first oxcart.

The four of them squeezed together to make room for the other players.

After all, there were only four oxcarts, not enough to seat so many people. If no one got on, the consequences would be unimaginable.

The teammates, who were a cart behind them, seemed to know each other, and one of the ordinary-looking girls was pushed out by her teammates.

The girl who pushed her was arrogant and didn't hold back at all.

"Go to another car, we're full."

The girl remained expressionless; she seemed to have long been accustomed to being treated this way.

Her steps were slightly unsteady, and she seemed to have a limp, which made her movements somewhat difficult.

Lu Xue said, "Achu, why don't we have her come over here? I'll go help her."

Lin Wanchu did not refuse. Lu Xue jumped off the oxcart and came to the girl's side, only then did she see the girl's appearance clearly.

The girl's hair presented a rare contrast, with one side being natural black and the other side as white as silver threads.

Lu Xue gently suggested to the girl, "Why don't you come with us?"

The girl didn't answer, and Luxue thought she was unwilling, but she still waited patiently for her to speak.

The girl gestured and made sounds in front of Lu Xue, who then realized that the girl in front of her was actually a little mute.

The girl successfully boarded the first oxcart, which only had the five players on board. After all, there was also a guide and an old woman, whose identities were unknown, sitting on it.

Nobody has that kind of guts.

With no one left behind, the tour guide's face grew even more somber.

The old woman spoke up, "Let's go, it's getting late."

The voice was eerie and cold, sending chills down one's spine.