Global Survival Game: Max-Level Boss Lies Down to Win Everyday!

Xiao Jin struggled for over a decade in the apocalypse before perishing with the Zombie King. To her surprise, she woke up, reborn into a world without zombies.

Before she could even bother w...

Chapter 303 Ghost Restaurant

However, while observing her surroundings, Xiao Jin didn't forget to find a mask in her spatial storage and put it on, just to avoid being seen by Xiao Xin.

While wearing a mask, Xiao Jin couldn't help but marvel at Xiao Xin's incredible luck; she hadn't been infected despite the 50% mortality rate.

And he seemed to be in good shape, at least he didn't mess up in the game.

Because Xiao Jin's personality and temperament are completely different from the original owner's, Xiao Xin couldn't recognize her even if she showed half her face.

Even though there are some similarities, I can't connect it to 'Xiao Jin' at all.

Her strange behavior did not attract the attention of the four people beside her, simply because there were too many people, and Xiao Jin's face was indeed somewhat eye-catching.

It's better to cover it up than to be constantly exposed.

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Here, after everyone came in, they did not make any rash moves, but chose to stand in a dispersed manner.

However, the moment the players stepped into the restaurant, an indescribable eerie atmosphere enveloped them.

Everyone looked up, and the next second their expressions changed drastically. Some were terrified, their legs went weak, and they even wanted to turn around and run away.

The restaurant's interior is decorated in a retro yet bizarre style. The portraits hanging on the walls are obscure, and large swaths of black and red images make players afraid to look closely.

The more I concentrate, the more I feel like my soul is being sucked in.

It was still daytime outside, but once inside, it was as if no light could penetrate.

Only the dim light emitted by the restaurant's elaborate chandeliers illuminated everything in a half-light, half-dark manner, adding to the eerie and terrifying atmosphere.

But these things alone are not enough to make even seasoned players lose their composure.

The culprits were the twenty or so restaurant waiters in front of us, dressed in black uniforms.

At this moment, they stood in front of the hall like ghosts, their postures as upright as sculptures, even the curve of their bends was surprisingly uniform, exuding an unnatural eeriness.

Their smiles were delicate yet stiff, as if carved with a knife, devoid of any human warmth.

What's even more horrifying is that these waiters all look rather "horrific" – some are missing arms, some have broken legs, yet they still drag their upper bodies on the ground, seemingly oblivious to the pain.

Others have peculiar appearances, resembling both monsters and some unknown animal.