In the space, Ning Que was holding milk tea and snacks and pushing a cart. He felt that he was out of place among them. The others were more or less covered in bruises, but Ning Que and his group were relatively clean. What was even more exaggerated was that they had a child with them.

Announcement: "I believe everyone has experienced this before. If you are willing to submit to me, please come forward and you will be spared from death."

Oh wow, slowly becoming the domineering emperor style.

"Xiao Queque, wait a minute, kill all the players who surrendered."

"One person can't defeat many. Why don't you just wait until the situation is clear before issuing the mission?"

"Okay, I'll continue talking to Huanhuan."

Ning Que watched as two-thirds of the people came forward, and then he looked at the remaining few and said, "Good kids, you made the most correct choice."

"Sister, some people actually believe it." Hu Yuanshan looked at those who came forward with a sneer on his face. "Look, those who stayed are basically capable or smart, like me."

Hu Fenwu said, "There's been talk in the community lately about a dungeon randomly recruiting people, and every time it's larger than the average dungeon, it looks like this is it."

"Brother, why don't I know?"

"You know now." Hu Fenyuan pointed at a white-haired man, "That person is the organizer of this circle. You are not strong enough to join this circle. Even my information was bought."

"Xiao Pingping, did you hear that? This circle."

"It's okay, let them do whatever they want, just keep an eye on them."

At this time, many ghosts appeared on the field, reminding Ning Que of the first derivative book, that junior high school girl.

A chill slowly crept up Ning Que's body, leaving a numbing, sickening sensation, like slugs and the smell of a sewer. Tick-tick, tick-tick, water dripped onto his forehead. A light touch revealed blood.

She stiffly raised her neck and saw her mother crawling on the ceiling with her neck twisted. Blood oozed out of her body bit by bit, gathering into a drop and dripping onto her face, causing her great pain.

She cried, with fear and anger, "I'm going to kill you."

Ning Que entered a wonderful state, just like she had before.

It broke, and cracks slowly spread across the mother's face, and then the whole thing became bright.

Honghong, who was originally wrapped around the stroller, also took the initiative to wrap herself around Ning Que's arm. Hu Yuanshan noticed that something was wrong with her and wanted to stop her, but Hu Fen stopped him, "Don't go, she's a little weird. Let's stay with the baby, otherwise she'll be the first to kill you when she comes back." The souls of Hu Guyue and her husband also gathered nearby.

Babies are like a mouthful of delicious food, and everyone wants a bite.

Ning Que made his way through the myriad ghosts step by step, one by one, in batches. Hong Hong also very quickly ate up the ghosts that wanted to take advantage of the situation, one by one.

As they climbed up the stairs one step at a time, the people above panicked. The ghosts on the stairs became more and more dense, as if they had suddenly jumped out of the ground.

Ning Que waved the kitchen knife, and the broken ghosts slowly seeped in, and the material of the kitchen knife also slowly changed.

Yiping looked at the scene and didn't know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing to pick up the kitchen knife and give it to her.

He was an ordinary middle-aged man, short in stature, nothing special about him. "It's you, what are you doing here?"

"I didn't do anything." Ning Que immediately rushed over and punched him in the flesh, making a heavy sound. This man was not resistant to the blow at all. After a few blows, "Be careful, Lord Mo Luojia is looking for you!"

"Looking for it!" Ning Que laughed like crazy, meticulously pulling out his fingernails one by one. He didn't hear anything else, only knowing that the scene of his mother's death was orchestrated by the man in front of him. After removing the limbs, he took out a hammer and smashed the flesh and bones bit by bit. The man's face was pale. Knowing that Ning Que would not let him go, he smiled and said, "I didn't expect you to be the Spider Mother—"

After the man died, a ball of red light flew out and was sucked in by Hong Hong. Ning Que, with a small hammer, had already turned his limbs into a pulp bit by bit. She felt that it was very noisy outside, and her temples were throbbing with pain. She stood up and said, "Be quiet!"

The little trumpeter immediately repeated, "Be quiet!"

The entire space was silent. Everyone looked at the woman with blood and flesh all over her face and black smoke coming out of her standing there. Then all the ghosts stopped fighting and stood there.

Ning Que threw away the body parts in his hand in a gloomy manner, walked down step by step, and then everyone disappeared in the space.

Ugh, ugh, ugh, Ning Que lay in the bathroom vomiting and only recovered after a day.

"Xiao Pingping, let's start!" Ning Que locked himself in the room.

"You have your restorer qualification certificate, and then you can take orders." Yiping and Ning Que sat on the sofa together. "What will you do with the three of them? They said they want to follow you."

Ning Que wearily rested his arms over his eyes, "Didn't Mo Qi say he had experience managing a company? I'm planning on giving him the management of my shabby amusement park. It's so annoying. I can't even sell it, and I have to provide the equipment myself."

She flattened the manuscript in her hand and said, "Please help me find someone to set up my accommodation here and build a trampoline on the top of the mountain. The money will be deducted from my rural derivative book. The quality must be good."

"How's Shuhuan doing?"

"It's almost done. There are new levelers."

"Xiao Pingping, what can you do about my family?"

"I'll issue a quest, or wait until your amusement park reaches a certain level, and then you can get something with this function."

"Okay, let me adjust my mood for two days." Ning Que called immediately after leaving, "Mom, I'll be back tomorrow."

"Sister Hu, I have to go out tomorrow. Can you help me look after the house and feed Baibai?" Ning Que said to them while drinking his soup. "Brother Mo, I'll give you the information later. I'll trouble you then."

"It's okay. We are also tired of that kind of life. We become human again and again, and then are tortured and turned into ghosts. You let the baby survive as a human being. We are very grateful to you." Hu Guyue fed the child milk powder.

"Since you plan to stay here, I've already asked someone to help with your identity issue. Please wait a moment."

Early the next morning, Ning Que yawned as he carried his suitcase on the train. He felt a little uncomfortable touching his empty wrist. Honghong had huddled in the box after leaving this copy, so she had no choice but to put it in the space, not knowing when she would wake up.

"Mom!" Ning Que said excitedly, "I'm back!"

"Here you are. How come you have time now? Are you busy?" Ning Que looked at the familiar face and felt like bursting into tears.

He took out the supplements he had put in his suitcase and said, "I've been working overtime at the company lately and got a bonus. I saved half of it. I bought this for you and your dad."

"Is my brother coming back this week?"

"No, I can't come back to the boarding school this week."

I watched a horror movie with my bestie Xiaoyuer in the afternoon. I don’t know why I found it a little funny.

In the milk tea shop, Xiaoyuer said: "Que'er, why aren't you afraid of horror movies anymore? Look at that female ghost walking on her head, leaving a trail of blood."

"You've seen it so many times that you won't be afraid anymore. Just imagine grabbing her feet, putting them in a bucket, taking them out and mopping the floor. Imagine it as a mop, and it will be much better." Ning Que took a sip of the pearls and suddenly heard someone laughing. He turned around and saw a man he didn't recognize.

I spent two happy days and returned home happily.