With the threat from the white-clad crew member gone, Song Si coughed heavily twice, his face extremely pale!
As an A-level talent possessor, Song Sigang was not very competitive in this dungeon. He originally wanted to leave his talent to the strange individual next to Jiang Ran, so that he would have the right to negotiate with Jiang Ran.
"Damn it, I need to be more careful!"
Jiang Ran watched this scene through the surveillance system with night vision. As time passed, many ghost storytellers with the talent to kill strange creatures would inevitably use their abilities in times of crisis, which meant that Gwen was safer!
Zhuge Shensuan did not intend to leave the room. Firstly, there were still many surviving ghost storytellers, and many of their talents and abilities were unknown. Everyone had the idea of being a hunter, but someone would always become the prey.
Secondly, as long as Planck returns to the captain's cabin, he will have a way to obtain the VIP card, so it's not worth the risk tonight.
So the last question is about the cream cake on the table.
Rule 3: Food in the restaurant will be replenished regularly, so please feel free to take as much as you like. However, please be mindful of food waste and try to avoid getting food from places other than the restaurant. Please note that all food on this cruise ship is self-service; no crew member will bring you food unless you specifically request it.
Eating it violates the second half of the rule, while not eating it violates the first half.
Zhuge Shensuan picked up the cream cake, took a bite, and at the same time checked his entire body for any discomfort. If anything seemed amiss, he would immediately use his ability!
After eating half a cake, nothing happened.
Finally, Zhuge Shensuan licked all the cream off the plate. Even a little bit of cream left over risked wasting food, so he couldn't be careless!
"Phew, even eating a meal is so nerve-wracking!"
Unlike Zhuge the Divine Calculator, the other ghost storytellers gradually left the room and began looking for opportunities to kill the enemy!
The live stream has already been cut off. Even if they kill those ghost story masters from those major countries now... no one will know, right?
"A godsend! This is truly a godsend!"
On the first day, Artus from the desert country united several ghost story masters from small countries. After some "persuasion" from him, they formed an "anti-SSS-level alliance". Their goal was to use their numerical advantage to defeat two SSS-level talent ghost story masters, Jiang Ran from the Dragon Kingdom and Yamazaki from the Cherry Blossom Kingdom!
"If we kill them tonight, no one else will know, and we won't face any retaliation!" Artus said, getting more and more excited. "Jiang Ran is a VIP now, so our target tonight is Sakura Yama no Yama! People like them who think they're so special will definitely come out and cause trouble, and that's our chance!"
"Hey... Big brother, are you really confident you can kill him?" The ghost story tellers below were still a little apprehensive. They could talk, but when it came to actually facing an SSS-rank monster, it was impossible not to be nervous!
"Hmph! He has brains on that mountain, and so do I, Atus. He has fists on that mountain, and so do I, Atus! Why don't you ask if those on that mountain are afraid of me?!"
Artus's words got him all fired up; he felt like a speaker during a time of war, mobilizing a righteous resistance!
Of course, to others, he seemed more like a pyramid scheme leader.
"Anyway! Tonight we're going to go and kill them all on the mountain! And get the VIP card!"
Who are you going to kill?
Since the rules stated that they could not enter other people's rooms, the group chose a meeting room to hold their meeting. At that moment, the door to the meeting room was pushed open!
Shan Shang slowly walked into the room, staring coldly at the group, making Artus look embarrassed.
"Who did you just say you were going to kill? I didn't hear you clearly. Say it again."
"Damn it! How did you find us?!"
"You guys are talking way too loudly," Yamagami said, shrugging. "Could you please not make it sound like a speech next time you're plotting something?"
"Hmph!" Artus snorted coldly, bolstering his courage. "So what if you know? You're not telling us what to say. As expected of an SSS-level ghost storyteller, you dare to barge in all by yourself. There are four of us!"
Yamashita wasn't particularly strong, and Artus was even confident he could cripple him in a one-on-one fight, not to mention there were four of them on his side!
"Charge! The chance to kill an SSS-class enemy is now!"
"Your speech was very impactful." Yamagami reached behind his back with his right hand and pulled out a shotgun. "Mine is too!"
"No! Impossible! How did you get your hands on something like this...?"
Bang!
Amidst the gunfire, Artus, who was standing at the very front, was instantly killed. The storyteller who was closer to Artus was also severely injured and immediately lay on the ground, spitting out blood. Under such circumstances, no one could save him.
The last two ghost storytellers turned pale with fright and knelt down, kowtowing repeatedly, begging the mountain to spare them too!
"Alright, I just happened to be passing by and wanted to get a kill. You guys aren't worth my bullets."
Shan Shang put away his shotgun, didn't even glance at the remaining two, and walked straight out of the room.
"Something's really wrong! How could there be a gun?!"
This kind of thing can never be brought into the world of ghost stories, so either the mountain dweller got it from the ship, or... that's his talent!
The more ruthless of the two quickly emerged from the shadow cast by the mountain. He stood up and slowly walked toward the person lying on the ground.
"Sigh, what a pity. After all, we can barely be considered comrades. So, as a comrade, you would surely be willing to do me one last favor, right?"
He casually picked up a chair from the side.
If you don't say anything, I'll take that as a yes!
The chair crashed down, becoming the last straw that broke the camel's back!
Blood splattered on his face, but he laughed out loud and even licked the blood from the corner of his mouth.
He glanced back one last time and then quickly left the room!
The original group of four fell apart after a gunshot rang out, and the last person in the room stood up. He was Ma Wei from Myanmar.
On this night that's so ruthless it'll devour you without spitting out the bones, he should just go back to his room!
As soon as Maiev left the meeting room, she saw someone walking down the corridor.
"who?!"
Maiev retreated like a frightened bird, fearing that the mountain had changed its mind and returned.
"Don't be so tense. I didn't come out to kill anyone; I came out for something more meaningful."
The visitor was the leader of the Iron Tower Kingdom, Berland!
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