The exterior of the Terrorliner was very old, as evidenced by the moss on the deck and the rust on the armor.

But this is not the case inside the ship.

"102, 103, 104, 105, 106 are your rooms."

"Go to bed quickly and get up early to work for me tomorrow morning."

The rotten sailor said weirdly and impatiently.

Everyone followed its gaze and saw a row of five brand new rooms, arranged in a horizontal shape, standing in front of them.

"How can I sleep like this?"

Everyone frowned slightly.

Although their understanding of the mysterious power is not enough, they still understand this kind of common sense in life.

There were five rooms and they had more than two hundred people. Wouldn't that mean there were nearly fifty people in each room?!

However, they did not dare to say this out loud, for fear of triggering the attack pattern and dying without knowing why.

However, after hearing this, some players' eyes suddenly flashed with coldness.

A few people who reacted quickly grabbed the door handle and rushed in.

Someone had even locked the door from the inside, completely isolating it from the outside world.

The people at the back were stunned for a moment, then they reacted one after another and rushed into the five rooms like a swarm of bees.

Everyone rushed in, scrambling to get in.

Since there are not enough places in the room, it means that there must be people who have no room to sleep.

As for the consequences of not having a room to sleep in…

The rotten sailor leaned against the side quietly, his eyeball drooping and a weird smile unconsciously curled up at the corner of his mouth.

[Please return to your room and rest before turning off the lights. The boatswain will conduct an inspection.]

【Those who fail to take a break on time will be punished. 】

【Note: The corridor will be very dangerous after the lights are turned off. 】

[Time until lights go out: 10 minutes]

The prompt sound is like a late person, a dull narrator.

The pupils of players from various countries shrank. Those who were already inside the room breathed a sigh of relief, but those who were still outside turned pale, their panic was self-evident.

The worst part is that the players who have already entered have started to spontaneously block the door. They want to isolate the guys outside.

"Open the door! Open the fucking door!"

In the corridor, the players who had not entered were looking around in panic, trying to get the guy inside to open the door.

The cold countdown is ticking away little by little.

The rotten sailors watched quietly from the sidelines in a weird manner, and even though they did nothing, they still felt chilled.

"Hurry, hurry, there are still three rooms! Let's break the door open. We can't let them close it!"

Rooms 102 and 103 have been locked and cannot be opened from the outside.

Unless you have the key, of course.

But this is obviously impossible.

Therefore, the remaining nearly 200 players all set their sights on the remaining 104, 105 and 106.

There was only one person staying in Room 102, and he was also the one who reacted the fastest among the crowd. Almost the next moment after the Corrupt Sailor finished speaking, he rushed into the nearest room and locked the door.

Number 103 was won by the eight players who survived the previous round, who were also the ones with the fastest reactions.

As for doors 104, 105, and 106, they were flooded with people who had reacted, and there was no way to close the doors in a short period of time unless the people inside could push out the players who were constantly pouring in.

"Get out! Get out!"

The players inside were equally unwilling to be outdone and pushed the door with all their might.

Players on both sides resorted to desperate measures, with one even blocking his head against the crack of the door to prevent the people inside from closing it.

The person outside was trying hard to pry at the crack of the door with his fingers, his face flushed red, even ferocious.

The people inside also had flushed faces and bulging veins. After seeing that the usual methods were ineffective, they simply made up their minds and did what they dared to do.

A few players with stronger physiques took a run-up and rushed forward, pushing the players inside and slamming the door shut. The player who was blocking the door with his head had half of his head gone in an instant.

The whole head was like a squeezed piece of bread, instantly shrunken and oozing with milky white liquid.

Even so, under the manipulation of players inside and outside, the head is still stuck on the door, and it is getting more and more crazy.

"What a great opportunity!"

The players outside seized this opportunity and rammed the door hard, knocking it open.

In an instant, the room was flooded with anxious people. Even though there were only eight beds inside, no one wanted to go out.

As long as you enter the room, there must be an opportunity!

More than 200 people fought for the remaining three rooms. The scene was truly grand. Everyone fought with all their might, biting other people's flesh with their teeth, digging other people's eyeballs with their hands, and using all kinds of methods.

The story of the success of the king and the defeat of the bandits in the history of the Dragon Kingdom is interpreted vividly.

However, there was one person who didn't fit in and did not participate in this grand scene.

Armin has been standing at the edge of the crowd, watching this indifferently.

There was not a single ripple in his light blue eyes as he finally started to move, quietly coming to Room 102 which had been locked from the beginning.

“Boom boom!”

Armin knocked on the door.

The distances between these rooms were quite large. At least where Armin was standing, there were almost no real players. Only a few marginal characters were squeezed out, and then rushed back with a fierce look on their faces.

"Get out of here!"

A cold voice came from room 102.

This is the player from Sakura Country, Yamakawa Ikki.

Yamakawa Ikki, the third best strange story player in Sakura Country, is a famous reasoning novelist in Sakura Country, and he is also a well-known existence in the global IQ rankings, enough to rank in the top three!

At the same time, Yamakawa Ikki is regarded as the last hope by the people who have been tortured by ghost stories.

At least, for now, Yamakawa Ikki's performance is not inferior to his title.

As soon as I heard the strange words of the rotten sailor, I quickly came up with the correct conditions for survival.

This scene, projected onto the screen of Sakura Country, made all the citizens of Sakura Country cry with joy.

Great, they finally don't have to endure more ghost stories than other countries!

Every time, the players of Sakura Valley could not survive to the end, and they were even the first to be attacked by monsters.

This also caused them to suffer more destruction than other countries. The most outrageous thing is that the people of the Sakura Country have to face only random weird stories, which is not the kind of unity with other countries.

Even the people in the neighboring country of Korea have seen such weird things on the screen and have certain ways to deal with them.

But what about them?

Human head balloons, ghost brides, what the f*ck is this?!

Ghost story game, are you sure it's not targeting our Great Sakura Country?!