Chapter 123: Mermaid Elegy and Werewolf (13) The man’s scream…
The man screamed heartbreakingly, and suddenly he burped and fainted.
Li Qi and Si Ling hadn't expected him to be so easily frightened, and they exchanged a helpless glance. The next second, the ghost saw "Si Ling" standing beside him, raising a cup of coffee to his lips. His true form, retracting its previous terror, walked over to the unconscious man, and vanished without a trace.
So when the customers around were shouting at the waiter, wanting the waiter to carry the unconscious man out for treatment, the Eastern ghosts were jokingly shouting in their hearts: Maru La!!!
Although a person will be frightened to death sooner or later when he is awake, at least he still has some room to struggle, he can escape and close his eyes.
When you faint and find yourself in a dream, that is the territory of ghosts.
Minutes later, the man was loaded onto a stretcher and rushed to a private hospital on the island.
The man was oblivious to all this. He opened his eyes in a daze, only to see a dimly lit jungle. He felt something heavy in his hand, and when he looked down, he saw a hunting rifle. Just as he was feeling confused, there was a bang behind him, and a bullet grazed his ear.
The man was startled and turned his head to look deep into the woods.
At first he saw nothing, until his vision completely adapted to the dimness, and he gradually began to observe more subtle movements, and then noticed that some subtle movements came from the position above the tree trunk.
He then looked upward and saw...
Several mermaids holding guns were coiled around the tree in a very ferocious posture, staring at him with murderous eyes.
run!
The man turned and ran as if a button had been pressed. As he ran, he quickly realized that something was wrong.
That doesn't seem to be a mermaid.
Mermaids, both male and female, are beautiful; this is a characteristic of their species. But the ones coiled in the tree earlier had pale skin and ferocious expressions. Parts of their scales had peeled off their tails, revealing rotting flesh. Two or three of them also had similar ulcers on their faces, making their features almost invisible. The faces of the others were intact, but gaunt and bony, a stark contrast to the mermaids he was familiar with.
They are...
The man subconsciously tried to figure out their species, and the guesses that came to his mind made him shudder.
...It might be a wronged ghost, the wronged ghost of a mermaid.
The ghosts of the mermaids who died on the island appeared in the form of half-rotten corpses. They wanted to take his life in this jungle battle royale!
Just at this moment, a rustling sound came from the grass behind him. The man turned around suddenly like a frightened bird, shouted and fired into the grass. In an instant, grass leaves and dust flew everywhere.
But when everything returned to silence, the bushes before him were empty.
The man was stunned. He gasped, staring straight ahead. The slightest sound behind him would make him turn abruptly. No matter which way he faced, he felt a ghost behind him. He wandered around the jungle grass like crazy for a long time, his heart beating fast, but he still didn't see a single ghost.
Suddenly, he felt something strange in his abdomen.
It felt like something was pushing hard against the skin of my abdomen... from the inside.
The man lowered his head in shock and hurriedly lifted up his shirt. He saw clear fingerprints under the skin. The fingerprints were still pushing outwards, as if something was about to break through the skin.
Somehow, the man suddenly thought of the mermaid sashimi he had eaten.
While this mermaid sashimi is marketed as being cut alive, everyone knows that these mermaids will eventually die here. Being cut alive is likely the most painful form of torture they endure, and customers are well aware of this, further fueling their love for this dish.
But now…
The man fell to the ground in terror, trying to stop the two tentative hands from reaching out, but too frightened to touch his stomach. He let out a desperate cry, and suddenly saw a ghost in the bushes out of the corner of his eye.
The ghosts of mermaids appeared again, lying in the grass in twisted postures, staring at him with their eyes, crawling towards him.
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The man ultimately did not reach the hospital alive. He breathed his last when he was only a few hundred meters away from the hospital. By the time he arrived at the hospital, it was too late.
This incident did not cause much commotion among other customers. After all, people had been dying in the past two days, and people were only thinking about how to survive, so they didn't care about the dead.
What happened next was just as the ghosts had guessed. In order to survive, many people began to try their best to curry favor with the former president of the lighthouse and his followers in order to get a gun to save their lives.
The Battle Royale area was well-stocked with weapons, and the president, eager to expand his power for self-defense, was generous with his equipment. Within a short while, every customer he already knew was armed. These customers quickly developed a subtle attitude—even though their lives hung by a thread, with the possibility of being cut down by werewolves tonight, the weapons they received from the president still made them feel superior, imbuing them with an inexplicable arrogance in their interactions with others.
Then, just like Pandora's box was opened, the disaster soon began.
That evening, an arrogant customer, feeling he wasn't being treated with sufficient respect, shot and killed two people in quick succession. This immediately shattered the last remaining restraint within the crowd, and over a dozen shootings occurred throughout the following night. As if the stench of blood had unleashed an ancient instinct for bloodlust and violence, many people went on a rampage. Furthermore, the merpeople who had accompanied the ghosts were deliberately provoking trouble, and many, in their anger, shot them, triggering a backlash against the rules of the game.
At midnight, the werewolves struck out again and killed twenty people, including a hunter and two witches. They then took away three more people, including a werewolf, before they died.
At one o'clock in the morning, the ghosts began their first collective action since landing on the island, and everyone went to the mermaid battle royale area together.
——According to the usage rules of the [Werewolf Killing Box], after the box is activated, the ghosts can only scare people and take heads when someone triggers the game mechanism. This is a balance restriction made by Mammon in order to avoid triggering the Law of the Three Realms.
But this rule does not include killing people with guns.
In fact, ghosts have always been able to use these weapons to kill people, especially physical ghosts such as werewolves and vampires. Their existence is very similar to that of humans. As long as they can learn, they can use any equipment that humans can use.
However, in the normal human world, not only have relatively complete laws been formed, but in recent years there have also been technological equipment such as surveillance cameras. If they were caught on camera using weapons to kill people in the world, it would cause all kinds of problems. That's why the Ghost Academy requires students to only kill people by scaring them, and to set up barriers when on missions, doing their best to make others believe that the deceased died of an accident or a sudden heart attack.
But now on this island, the surveillance cameras were completely useless from the moment the [Werewolf Killing Box] was turned on. When the president started distributing guns, the island became completely chaotic, and it was impossible to tell who had committed the murder.
Besides, even if there were surveillance footage of this kind of business operating on this island, who would dare show it to the police? The powerful would do everything they could to cover up the evidence.
This is a lawless place in itself.
The goblins arrived at the Mermaid Royale's armory, where half of the president's bodyguards were stationed. However, slipping through walls without being noticed was a simple feat for the spirit-like goblins. The Eastern Six made three trips back and forth, taking fifty guns of all sizes and hundreds of rounds of ammunition before finally leaving without a sound.
Returning to the residential area, they killed more than thirty people, including ten key members of the Fisher family, but not Johnson Fisher.
Then they left twenty loaded guns with the sleeping customers and waiters.
Most of these people cannot obtain weapons from the president. Equipment falling from the sky will bring them more joy and make them more crazy.
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At dawn, it would be the third day of Werewolf. If the game didn't end after the morning vote, then at 7:30 pm, the game would automatically activate the "Seed Wolf" status.
After hearing the middle-aged woman's explanation on the first day, even players who had never played Werewolf before understood that once the wolf-breeding appeared, the good guys would be in a very vulnerable position. So everyone had been apprehensive since morning. The cafeteria was incredibly quiet, and some people had become nervous, their suspicions aroused by a single glance, and they would soon draw their guns and question.
The goblins and the mermaid calmly found a place to sit down in this tense atmosphere. The people around them looked at them with fear or awe, but no one went crazy towards them.
Ah Zhui scooped up a bowl of pasta, but after taking a small bite, his facial features distorted. He immediately took a tissue and spit the noodles into it: "The chef beat the salt seller to death?!"
Si Ling laughed: "It's good to have something to eat. If I were the cook, I would have gone on strike."
——Don’t forget, the chef is also a Werewolf player!
Si Ling felt that the chef still insisted on cooking at this time, probably mainly because he didn't want the players in the same camp to starve to death.
The mermaid princess Irene tasted the cake and her expression was complicated. She exchanged glances with her companions and said to the ghosts, "Let's go make something normal to eat. Everyone wait a moment!" After that, the mermaids went to the kitchen together.
The ghosts put down their cutlery and waited patiently for the mermaids to serve the food.
Before the mermaids returned, the room service staff arrived first and panickedly announced, "People are dead! We mean... extra people are dead! It's not just the twenty-three we were notified of this morning! A total of fifty-seven people died last night, and the rest were shot!"
"What?!" The diners were thrown into chaos. Some people reacted quickly and immediately began to blame, "Where is Mr. President? Shouldn't he be held responsible for this? He gave the guns to those people, and now they're killing people indiscriminately. It's all his fault!"
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