Josh opened his eyes and saw the castle in front of him.
It was like a witch's castle in a fairy tale, full of dark elements, surrounded by withered and charred thorny plants.
But among the thorns there are blooming roses that are redder than blood.
The entire castle was surrounded by a courtyard, in which there were some strange toys and wood carvings, which seemed to be things to amuse children, all discarded at random.
There were low clouds in the sky, with occasional lightning flashing by, as if a rainstorm would fall at any time.
There was a moist and humid smell in the air, mixed with the rusty smell of some rotting organism and the strong scent of roses, which was particularly pungent.
Qiao Xi glanced around, was startled at first, and then quickly curled the corners of his lips.
Kind of interesting.
In addition to the four teammates, there were seven people standing diagonally opposite. It looked like they were two extra teams, all standing in small groups.
One of the teams caught Josh's attention. There were only four people in that team, two men and two women.
What’s interesting is that the two boys look exactly the same, and the two girls also look exactly the same, they look like two pairs of twins.
The four-member team on the other side included both men and women, and they looked like strangers.
However, there is no hard competition between different teams in this team.
If you want to clear the dungeon, you can choose to survive for 7 days and clear the dungeon without participating in any competition. You can also choose to look for hidden items in the dungeon, or clear the dungeon after achieving hidden achievements.
But if it were really so peaceful, it wouldn’t be “God-making Game”.
Qiao Xi pondered in his mind that since this comprehensive book contained strong rules, there might be some rules that guided them to kill each other.
Rob trembled as he hugged Josh's hand. The 185cm tall man huddled next to Josh, who was less than 1.6m tall, looking particularly petite. "It's so scary, is there a female ghost? Little tactician, I'm scared!"
Josh patted his head and said, "It's okay. Female ghosts usually like to pick strong men to absorb their yang energy. You are safe."
Rob: “Boo…”
The door of the castle was pushed open with a creaky sound, and a tall, middle-aged man wearing a tuxedo, a vest, boots and a white wig on his head walked out.
His face was grayish white, as if his skin had not seen the sun for years. The blood vessels on his face were almost clearly visible, and his cheeks were so thin that it looked like he had just escaped from a refugee camp.
He stood in front of everyone, bowed his head gracefully and said, "Hello, distinguished guests. I am the butler of this castle, Thomas Byron. You can just call me Thomas. Please come in. The kitchen has prepared a sumptuous dinner for you."
He led the crowd in.
As soon as we entered the castle, the temperature around us dropped suddenly.
The light also became dim.
Around them, women wearing gray floor-length maid skirts and lace aprons were busy working back and forth, but the expressions on their faces were very wooden and expressionless, as if they were puppet tools designed in advance.
The castle was lit only by candlesticks on the walls, and the floor was a dark grey colour carved with gorgeous and intricate patterns, making the entire castle seem even more lifeless, dark and depressing.
Most of the large, gorgeously carved windows were tightly closed. The rose thorns outside were swept into the air by the strong wind and danced wildly. Their reflections refracted through the windows and fell to the ground, like some sharp monster that had been stretched, twisted, and deformed, with its fangs and claws bared.
Passing through the gorgeous and exquisite yet dark and depressing corridor, they were brought to an enclosed dining room. The dining room was empty except for a long table in the middle, which was filled with a variety of rich and sweet foods. An exquisite rose candlestick was in the middle of the table, illuminating the entire long dining table.
There are exactly twelve seats on the dining table.
Josh looked around the room calmly.
The walls on both sides of the restaurant are covered with dark green wallpaper with gilded patterns, and there are six oil paintings hanging on each side.
The oil paintings are portraits of men and women, with different expressions and postures, but most of them have one characteristic.
The people in the painting all have their eyes on the dining table in the center, corresponding exactly to the twelve positions.
Everyone took their seats.
The painting on the wall directly across from Josh was a portrait of a young girl, staring at her expressionlessly, her hands clawing at the edge of the frame.
His face was expressionless, but his eyeballs were unusually large and exaggerated, with bloodshot eyes, as if he had been staring open for a long time, his eyes were uncontrollably dry but he couldn't close them.
Someone nearby also noticed the content of the painting and pulled the person next to him in fear: "This painting is so scary, let's change seats, I always feel like it's staring at me."
The man laughed and said, "Silly, it's just the beginning, are you scared?"
Although there was helplessness in his tone, he still switched places with her.
Thomas stood at the end of the long table and looked at everyone. "Dear guests, welcome to the castle. There are a few things I must tell you in advance."
The table fell silent.
Thomas smiled slightly, very satisfied with everyone's cooperation: "I will provide guest rooms for everyone tonight. Each person's room has a number, and the style of the room is different.
In order to give everyone a more complete experience, starting tomorrow night, everyone will have to change to a different room, and you can only choose a room you have not stayed in.
Secondly, don’t go out after 9 o’clock every night. There will be other little creatures visiting the castle. We can only guarantee the safety of the guests who stay in the guest rooms.
Finally, don’t go near the attic, otherwise we can’t guarantee that anything unpleasant will happen.
By the way, the food is served at regular times and fixed quantities every day. Meals are served at 8 a.m., 12 p.m., and 6 p.m., and each meal lasts 15 minutes. Please arrive on time to eat and do not waste food. Those who do not arrive to eat or waste food will be punished. I wish you all a happy meal~"
The butler withdrew.
As he left, the gloomy atmosphere in the restaurant became even thicker.
Josh stared at the paintings on the wall sharply. After the butler left, the eyes in the paintings became more and more scorching.
As if it couldn't wait to crawl out of the frame.
The delicate girl's voice sounded again: "What is this? It's disgusting! Are we really going to eat this?"
Josh's eyes fell on the table, and he realized that the food on the plate was really strange.
The steak looks delicious and juicy, but if you look closely you will find blood all over the meat and the tendons hidden in the beef are still throbbing.
The cream of shiitake mushroom soup looked rich and bubbling inexplicably, and when the shiitake mushroom was turned over, it turned out to be a blinking eyeball.
Even if you look closely at the red liquid in the goblet, you will find that this thick liquid does not look like wine at all, but rather like some kind of fresh blood.
The pasta wrapped in black pepper sauce on the plate was even wriggling on its own, like a half-dead earthworm.
"Ugh..." The girl couldn't help but vomit.
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