Horror Game: Inheriting Trillions of Ghost Money from Ancestors

After Jack threw two fives, his body instantly disappeared from the house.

The next second, he appeared on a desolate land.

At this moment, the sky was gray, as if it was a doomsday scene.

"This game is quite realistic." Jack paused.

Then, the sound of the game came.

"Congratulations to the player for successfully throwing two identical points and getting an extra chance to throw."

At the same time, a translucent game panel appeared in front of Jack.

[1. Spend 100,000 game coins to buy the plot. ]

[2. Pay 10,000 game coins to leave. ]

"It's really a plot that can be purchased."

Jack grinned and chose the first option.

Just when he bought this plot of land, he suddenly saw three or four homeless people running breathlessly not far away.

"Brothers, this is it."

"This is a plot of land without an owner."

Hearing the words of these homeless people, he was stunned.

Are there any NPCs in this Monopoly game?

At this time, the game's voice sounded:

"Congratulations to the host for obtaining a plot of land that can be used to build a house."

"But there are some homeless people on your plot. You can only build a house on the plot if you ask them to leave."

"Note that the time for two dice rolls cannot exceed 10 minutes. Please complete it within 10 minutes."

Jack was also stunned when he heard the game announcement.

To build a house on his own plot, he actually needs to drive away these homeless people.

"Where did these guys come from?"

Jack was a little puzzled.

Just now, he clearly saw these homeless people running to his plot panting.

This means that these homeless people were not originally on his plot.

"But it shouldn't be difficult to ask them to leave, right?"

Jack muttered softly, and then walked towards these homeless people.

Suddenly, a pungent smell came from these homeless people.

Jack frowned slightly, but soon showed a kind smile and said:

"Brothers, this is my land."

"Can you leave here?"

These homeless people seemed to have not heard Jack's words. After taking a nap, they lay on a big rock on the land.

"Woo~"

"I'm sleepy."

The corner of Jack's mouth twitched slightly, and then he muttered softly:

"Is he deaf?"

However, as soon as Jack said this, one of the homeless people stared at Jack with big eyes.

"Don't curse us here!"

"Get out quickly, don't disturb our rest!"

"Otherwise, I'll twist your head off."

They had some instructions from Chen Xun, so they would not leave this land easily.

Jack's face darkened when he heard what these homeless people said.

Then he immediately picked up a hammer in his hand.

This hammer is also a good ghost weapon.

He looked at these homeless people with a sneer on his face.

"In that case, don't blame me for taking action."

Jack wanted to scare away these homeless people.

In the real world, there are also homeless people like this in his city.

He knows how to scare these homeless people.

Unfortunately, after seeing the hammer, the homeless people showed a trace of disdain on their faces.

"Haha, who are you trying to scare?"

"You want to scare me with this broken thing?"

A homeless man sneered.

When they were on Chen Xun's land before, I don't know how many people used how many means to make them leave.

Now this kid in front of him, holding a hammer in his hand, wants to drive them away?

It's really naive.

Hearing what these homeless people said, Jack was stunned.

He never thought that intimidation would have no effect at all.

But he was still a little hesitant to really use these hammers to hit these homeless people.

After all, offending a ghost in the horror world is not a good choice.

Jack thought about it and decided to use the simplest and most plain method.

He took out a few ghost money and handed them to the homeless people, saying condescendingly:

"Take these money and get out of here!"

When the homeless people saw the ghost money, their faces suddenly became ferocious.

They held the broken beer bottles tightly in their right hands and looked at Jack.

"Little ghost, are you looking for death?!"

While speaking, several other homeless people lying on the ground also stood up and surrounded Jack.

Each of them showed a fierce look on his face.

HeThey couldn't understand why a human kid holding a few pieces of waste paper dared to look down on them?

The beer bottles in the hands of these homeless people seemed to be stained with all kinds of strange stains.

If they were scratched, they would probably have to get a few tetanus shots.

Jack suddenly paused.

I didn't expect these homeless people to be so stubborn. How could they be asked to leave?

"Kid, get out of here!"

"Get out!"

"Damn it, I should cut off your meat piece by piece and make it into snacks!"

These homeless people looked at Jack excitedly, and the beer bottles in their hands seemed to hit his head at any time.

Jack's heart tightened, and he looked at the dice in front of him and threw them immediately.

One 5 points, one 4 points.

The next second, his body disappeared in the plot.

If he didn't leave, he suspected that these homeless people would cut him into pieces.

"Damn it, how come there are homeless people in this Monopoly game?"

"But fortunately, I have bought that plot of land."

"Although there is no house built, players still have to pay him fees as long as they pass by."

Thinking of this, his mood improved a little.

It was at this time that the sound of the game sounded.

"Mission Plot No. 19."

"Complete the task of the little boy on the plot, or pay a toll of 10% of the assets to participate in the next round of dice throwing (the fee cannot be less than 100,000 game coins)."

"Otherwise, the player will stay here forever."

Hearing the sound of the game, Jack looked around.

There is a dilapidated two-story house on this plot of land.

The house seems to have been in disrepair for a long time, and the walls are full of cracks.

"Woo woo woo..."

"Woo woo woo..."

At this moment, in front of the house, there stood a child of seven or eight years old, constantly crying.

"Is this the child for this mission?"

Jack walked over.

"Little boy, what are you doing here?"

The child immediately turned around and looked at Jack.

The child's eyes were hollow, as if his eyeballs had been dug out.

Red blood kept flowing out of his eyes.

"Uncle, my ball was taken away by my mother, can you help me get it back?"

"My mother is angry now, I dare not provoke her."