Horror Game: Inheriting Trillions of Ghost Money from Ancestors

After getting the cigarettes, the ghosts paused for a moment before showing a flattering smile:

"Don't worry, brother, we will take care of this matter!"

"I guarantee that you will be satisfied."

Chen Xun nodded and said:

"Okay, you go ahead and do it."

After that, the ghosts turned around and left.

They knew that just now, they recognized a good brother.

The kind that can give them cigarettes.

Not long after, the ghosts came back.

Beside him, there were also several level nine ghosts.

"Brother, I have already talked to those people."

"But the attitudes of those guys seem to be a little inconsistent."

"Some people also said that you have monopolized cigarettes and want to teach you a lesson."

"But the ones I brought back are all poor... cough, they are all brothers who are willing to listen to you."

"And they are all the bosses in their own cells."

After that, the level nine ghosts walked up and looked at Chen Xun coldly.

"You want me to listen to you?"

"How many cigarettes can you give us a day?"

Seeing the attitude of these nine-level ghosts, Chen Xun frowned and ignored them.

Then he threw a pack of cigarettes to the ghosts who had delivered the message before:

"These are your rewards for completing the task this time."

Seeing this scene, the nine-level ghosts were stunned.

That pack of cigarettes was probably the amount they smoked in a month, but Chen Xun casually threw it to those low-level ghosts?

The next second, their originally cold expressions were restrained a lot.

Chen Xun said at this time:

"Normally, five cigarettes a day."

"If I need you to find out information for me or something, I will add extra."

Through the reactions of the ghosts who delivered the message just now, Chen Xun also understood.

In this prison, even a cigarette is a great attraction for these ghosts who are addicted to this thing.

After all, not every ghost can take out the ghost money to buy these things every day.

Sure enough, things that can make people addicted are really harmful from a certain perspective.

After hearing what Chen Xun said, the ghosts were stunned one after another, and then said:

"Five?"

"Okay!"

In fact, for them, getting five cigarettes without doing anything is already a very cost-effective deal.

And they were not so generous in the past that they could smoke five cigarettes a day.

They had no reason to refuse.

As for helping later, it was no big deal.

After all, helping can get more cigarettes.

Chen Xun didn't say much.

"Ding~ Prisoners, please pay attention. Today's entertainment program will be held on the third floor of Prison No. 7."

"The content of the entertainment program is to step on the sewing machine!"

"Please all prisoners arrive at the third floor of Prison No. 7 within 30 minutes."

It was at this time that a gentle female voice sounded in the prison.

But this voice always gives people a weird feeling.

"Entertainment program?"

Chen Xun frowned.

The ghost messengers just mentioned an entertainment time.

And what is this entertainment project?

"Damn it, today's entertainment time has been changed to this kind of project again."

"This prison is crazy about making money!"

After hearing the announcement in the prison, the ghosts looked ugly and walked towards Prison No. 7.

Chen Xun did the same.

Because in the announcement just now, there was a very important point, which was to go to the third floor of Prison No. 7 within 30 minutes.

This is probably a hidden rule.

In fact, it is true.

At the same time as the announcement of this game sounded, Chen Xun saw many prisoners walking towards Prison No. 7.

Even many players were stunned, and then walked towards Prison No. 7.

Now the players who can survive this dungeon are not stupid people.

Because stupid people would have died in the cell long ago.

Chen Xun's eyes swept among these players.

He found that there were only three players from the East besides him.

And there were six or seven players from the Beautiful Country.

At this moment, the players were alert to each other and came to Prison No. 7.

Prison No. 7 is a high-rise building with a large area.

But like other prisons, the walls here also look a bit dilapidated.

The walls are cracked and even stained with a lot of blood.

A damp smell also hits the face.

When we came to the third floor, hereIt is a wide hall.

No, to be precise, it is more like a factory...

Because here, there are sewing machines, and even not far away there are piles of leather from unknown animals.

These leathers were washed very clean, but there was still a strong fishy smell.

Chen Xun's eyes swept over those sewing machines.

These sewing machines looked sloppy, covered with a thick layer of stains and blood.

There were even pieces of rotten meat on the table.

It seems that in addition to sewing leather, there may be other projects here.

Prison No. 8 is not far from Prison No. 7, but it still took the prisoners in those prisons half an hour to basically reach the third floor.

Then the speaker hanging on the ceiling of the third floor suddenly made a sound like an electric current.

"Dear prisoners, at the beginning of the entertainment program, please find the corresponding sewing machine according to your cell number."

"Today's entertainment program is to step on the sewing machine for an hour, and sew the assigned leather as required, and then the entertainment program will end."

"Of course, if the assigned leather has not been sewn as required after one hour, the prisoner who sews the leather will face a small punishment."

"There is only one sewing machine in each cell, please decide who to step on the sewing machine."

"Of course, during the entertainment program, if you don't stand in front of the sewing machine in your cell, you will also face a small punishment."

"Now, everyone has 10 minutes, please get ready."

In just a few words, a lot of rules were revealed.

Chen Xun knew that if these rules were touched, something bad would happen.

On the third floor, ghosts began to move, and their eyes swept across the sewing machines frantically.

These ghosts have obviously experienced such entertainment programs.

Chen Xun also followed these ghosts to scan the sewing machine, and finally saw the number on the sewing machine body.

This is the number of the corresponding cell.

"293."

Chen Xun muttered softly, then looked at the numbers on the sewing machines, and began to look for the arrangement rules of these numbers.

Fortunately, the arrangement of these sewing machines was not particularly troublesome, but arranged in order.

So Chen Xun soon came to the sewing machine with his cell number.

It was at this time that the tattooed ghost and the ghost brothers in the cell also looked over.

"Haha, I didn't expect that you, the newcomer, are still alive."

"What a surprise."