Facing the headless corpse in front of her, Song Jiao's expression remained as calm as before, as if all this was within her expectations.
She turned her head slightly and asked Tuanzi beside her: "Tuanzi, what world is this?"
Tuanzi quickly researched the situation and then slowly explained, "This is a world of horror rules, the kind that's broadcast live globally. Only those who successfully survive a dungeon in this horror world can get a three-month break before moving on to the next dungeon."
Song Jiao nodded slightly to show her understanding.
Then, Tuanzi added: "This headless corpse has a characteristic. As long as you keep staring at it, it won't move."
Upon hearing this, Song Jiao let out a soft "oh" and then tried it with great interest.
However, just as she turned her head, the headless corpse appeared before her at lightning speed, holding a bloody dagger in its hand.
Although this sudden change was terrifying, Song Jiao was not at all flustered.
She calmly raised her hand and inserted two fingers precisely into the corpse's eyes.
The next second, the headless corpse squatted on the ground as if it had suffered a serious injury, and the dagger in its hand fell limply.
Watching this scene, Song Jiao said lightly, "You don't even have a head, what are you pretending for?"
As soon as these words came out, the whole air seemed to freeze, and even the barrage of comments that had been constantly refreshing suddenly became quiet.
However, this brief calm did not last long.
Just as everyone was stunned, the headless corpse suddenly leaped up and pounced towards Song Jiao.
This time, it was faster and more aggressive, obviously angered by Song Jiao's previous words.
Faced with this sudden and fierce attack, Song Jiao remained calm and composed.
She dodged the corpse's attack easily, then struck back and knocked the corpse to the ground again.
This series of movements is so smooth and flowing that it is dazzling to watch.
Song Jiao frowned and looked at the headless corpse in front of her with disgust, as if looking at it any longer would make her feel uncomfortable.
However, the next second, a terrifying aura suddenly emanated from her body. This aura was so powerful that it was comparable to a fierce ghost coming out of the body, making people shudder.
The headless corpse felt this breath, and its originally sluggish movements immediately became agile.
It stood there obediently, even making respectful gestures, as if facing a supreme king.
"Miss, what do you want me to do for you?" The headless corpse actually spoke, with a hint of trembling and awe in his voice.
This scene completely shocked the audience in the live broadcast room, and the barrage was instantly filled with question marks.
"What happened? Can anyone tell me?"
"It's a ghost! Why is it so respectful to Song Wanqing?"
"Where is your dignity as a ghost?"
Everyone was confused and asked questions in the barrage.
However, Song Jiao knew it very well.
She had been a ghost in other worlds before, and had also gained the special ability of the BUFF Ghost King.
As long as she uses this ability, she can become the king of ghosts and command all ghosts.
"Find a place for me to rest. I don't like being disturbed." Song Jiao said lightly, her tone revealing unquestionable majesty.
The headless corpse nodded and bowed quickly, "Yes, I'll arrange it right away. Do you have any other instructions?"
Song Jiao paused, her eyes falling on its empty head.
She frowned slightly, "Go find something to put on your head! I can't eat seeing you like this."
Upon hearing this, the headless corpse immediately responded as if it had received an imperial edict, "Yes, I'll go right away!" After saying that, it turned around and left, fearing that it would disturb Song Jiao's rest.
The audience in the live broadcast room was once again stunned by this scene, and the barrage was once again filled with question marks.
They really couldn't understand why a terrifying headless ghost would be so obedient to Song Jiao.
The players who entered the horror dungeon together gathered together. The expected screams did not sound, and a strange silence filled the air.
This abnormal calmness made everyone feel uneasy, and they exchanged puzzled glances with each other.
"What the hell is Song Wanqing doing? Why is there no movement at all?" A young player couldn't help but mutter.
The middle-aged man, with a somewhat calm expression on his face, touched his chin and suggested thoughtfully: "How about we go and see what happened?"
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone started talking about it.
Lin Mian shook his head without hesitation and retorted seriously, "No, if we go now, we'll be dead. Song Wanqing caused this herself, so let her deal with it herself."
A young man wearing glasses nearby nodded in agreement: "Lin Mian is right. It's best for us to hold our ground and wait and see what happens."
After hearing this, several others also expressed their agreement.
They didn't want to lose their lives because of curiosity. After all, in this terrifying dungeon, staying alive was the most important thing.
However, they didn't know that Song Jiao had already found a relatively clean and comfortable room to rest in a corner of this gloomy castle.
She lay on the soft bed, covered with a delicate quilt, as if isolated from the horrific atmosphere of the outside world.
"Dumpling accepts the plot."
The original owner, Song Wanqing, was the noble eldest daughter of the Song family. She possessed enviable status and wealth.
However, in this world, she is given the role of a vicious female supporting character.
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