Horror Game: Inheriting Trillions of Ghost Money from Ancestors

"Has a player already started the main quest?"

At this moment, the players who heard the game announcement in the mental hospital were also stunned.

Many of them have been in this dungeon for a long time, and have never heard the game announcement that a player has started the main quest.

"Who is this player?"

"It seems that we can finally end this dungeon." A player who has been in this dungeon for almost a month said.

He has been in this dungeon for a long time, and has not been able to go to the fifth floor to start the main quest prompt, and even the third floor.

He has wanted to use the login tool to end this dungeon several times.

But thinking about how long he has been in this dungeon, he naturally doesn't want to give up easily.

The happiest ones are those players who have just entered this dungeon.

They didn't expect that on the first day of entering this dungeon, before they have figured out the rules of the game, this dungeon is about to end?

Although they will get less rewards after the dungeon ends.

But the advantage is that there is no risk.

If you play for a few days and get eliminated, you won't get any rewards.

That's the biggest loss.

But just as they were happy, they suddenly found that the whole sky was covered by a thick layer of dark clouds.

It was as if they had entered the night.

......

On the other side, Chen Xun also followed the mathematician ghost to the corner of the stairs from the fourth floor to the fifth floor.

In the middle of the corner, there was a heavy iron door.

"Brother, this is it. If I'm not mistaken, the fifth floor must be where the brain is stored."

"Maybe the dean will be there."

The mathematician ghost said, and then inserted the key into the door lock.

The next second, the door opened.

The mathematician ghost walked in first, and Chen Xun followed behind.

After arriving at the fifth floor, Chen Xun was also stunned.

There are no wards here, but a large space like a warehouse.

On the walls around the fifth floor, various ghosts are carved.

But the expressions of these ghosts are particularly hideous.

In addition, on the fifth floor, there are also some chairs for experiments and glass jars...

The jars contain brains.

These are all from the patients in the mental hospital!

"My brain is really here, really!"

The mathematician ghost said, and then ran towards these bottles and jars.

But the next second, a doctor with a scalpel appeared in front of Chen Xun and the others.

The mathematician ghost stopped.

"Hehe, it's been a long time since anyone dared to break in here."

"The guys who broke in here last time have now become beautiful works of art."

The doctor said, and the scalpel in his hand hit the glass bottle, making a harsh sound.

Then, on the roof of the fifth floor, there was a burst of footsteps.

One by one...

No, one by one, the players actually jumped from the roof to the fifth floor in an extremely weird posture.

Their eyes revealed a strange expression.

Dull, crazy.

As if they had lost all their sanity and ability to think.

These players rushed towards Chen Xun and the others as if they were being controlled.

"Boss, it's ghost slaves."

"These humans have been made into ghost slaves by that guy."

The moment these players appeared, Ying's voice also rang in Chen Xun's mind.

Chen Xun frowned slightly, and then the mathematician ghost suddenly looked at the doctor and exclaimed:

"It's him, it's him."

"I remember, it was this guy who cut off my brain."

Looking at the doctor, the mathematician ghost showed a look of fear on his face, and then hid behind Chen Xun.

As if he was particularly afraid of this doctor.

Looking at the players rushing towards him, Chen Xun was also stunned.

No wonder Li Qing said that no one could come back from the fifth floor.

It turns out that the patients on the fifth floor are not difficult to serve.

Rather, this place is not a ward, but a terrible trap.

All those who come to the fifth floor will be refined into ghost slaves.

"Human, don't be afraid, and don't struggle."

"Soon, you will become the same as them."

"Don't worry, I will definitely turn you into a more perfect work of art than them."

The doctor said.

Chen Xun ignored it, and red paper figures suddenly appeared around his body.

Just as those players pounced on Chen XunInstantly, the paper men flew out.

"Puff, puff~"

The next second, these paper men immediately cut the bodies of these players.

Pieces of flesh fell to the ground.

Although they were all the same kind, Chen Xun had no psychological burden in killing them.

He knew that only when these players died could the protection mechanism of the login device be triggered, and then they could return to the real world.

But it was hard to say what their mental state was like.

At least it was much better than staying in this copy all the time.

"How is it possible, my artwork!"

"Damn it, you compensate me for my artwork!"

"I will make your body the same as theirs!"

Seeing these players being killed one after another, the doctor looked at Chen Xun fiercely.

Chen Xun was very curious:

"Are you the director of this hospital?"

Being able to stay on the fifth floor and cut off the brains of those patients and put them in these jars, and talking about artworks all the time.

It was hard not to associate Chen Xun with the director of the mental hospital.

The most important thing is that the director of the mental hospital is a painter.

The doctor in front of him doesn't look like he can paint.

And his strength is also average, Chen Xun can kill him easily.

"Hahaha, director?"

"He is the protagonist of today's good show, he has his own things to do."

"Like him, I am also a person who appreciates art."

"The beautiful painting will soon unfold."

"But you are lucky to be a part of the painting in advance."

"Your blood will become the most perfect pigment."

The doctor said, then quickly retreated to a wall on the fifth floor, and then took out a stack of ghost money and threw it into the wall.

The next second, the ghost on the wall came out of the wall as if alive.

This ghost has three heads and three arms.

His face is particularly ferocious.

Judging from his strength, he is infinitely close to level nine.

"Hahaha, human, let them play with you now."

"Or, show your fear to your heart's content."

"Hahaha, I'm looking forward to your fear."

The doctor ghost said, and took out two more stacks of ghost money and threw them into the wall.

Then one ghost, two ghosts, three ghosts.

These ghosts kept coming out of the wall, and there were dozens of them.

Although these ghosts are not strong, they are numerous.

Even if Ying and Chen Xun were to deal with so many ghosts together, it would be very difficult.

"Boss, these paintings are actually some ghosts."

"As long as you inject ghost energy or ghost money into these paintings, the ghosts that come out of them will come alive, and they will listen to the orders of the owner who injected the ghost energy."

"And the more ghost energy you inject, the more ghosts will come out."

"But this ghost thing is a bit useless."

"Because it can't recognize its owner, anyone can use it."

It was at this time that Ying's voice sounded.