As night fell on the first day, four new rules were also introduced.
Rule 5: Don't be afraid of the night. You can turn on your lights, but remember not to turn them off. This will help you get through the night safely.
Rule Six: Do not let anyone see your face at night. If you encounter other people, do not let them discover your identity. Ideally, you should not leave the room.
[Rule Seven: You cannot engage in any other profession to earn Nightless Coins at night, but you can kill "people" and exchange their hearts for Nightless Coins. If you decide to do so, remember not to be discovered by other "people".]
Rule 8: Dogs are not docile and can be dangerous. If you see a dog at night, remember to go around it, except for black dogs. They are trustworthy and can be companions. Remember, it must be a pure black dog without any other colors.
Most of the ghost story writers breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the fifth rule. Their biggest worry was that they needed weapons at night, which they simply couldn't afford!
Whether the rule is right or wrong, they have no choice but to believe it.
Four more rules were announced, completely baffling Song Zhong. If that's the case, there are at least eight rules every day. How could he possibly figure them out?
He silently glanced towards the toilet.
"No, no! I absolutely cannot eat this!"
Jiang Ran was also carefully studying these four rules. The first two rules clearly told them not to leave the room at night, and that they would be safe as long as they turned on the lights.
He turned on the lights as instructed, and nothing happened.
But if it's that easy to survive tonight, what's the point of the last two rules? As long as you stay inside, you won't have a chance to meet any other people or dogs!
Add to that the rule against eating at night, and there's even less reason to go out.
Not only that, weapons also become unnecessary. If the existence of one rule renders most other rules meaningless, then that rule must be problematic!
"Either turning on the lights won't prevent danger, just because the danger hasn't arrived yet, or there's something important hidden in the darkness that you can't find clues by staying at home!"
As the saying goes, risk and opportunity go hand in hand. This is an S-class supernatural world; would they really be so kind as to let you stay safely inside until you clear the game? You'd be better off dreaming.
Given the rules that forbid others from recognizing one's true face, Jiang Ran pulled a black cloth from the room and covered the lower half of his face.
In fact, such disguises are easy to identify once you look at them for a while. However, with the cover of darkness and the ability to act quickly, there shouldn't be any major problems.
The main problem is that there are limited resources available. If possible, Jiang Ran would like to be fully armed.
He gently opened the door and stepped into the night, becoming the first among all the ghost story tellers to make such a choice!
Even Alansta of the White Eagles remained in his room, weighing the pros and cons. He may have guessed something, but he was far less decisive than Jiang Ran.
Just kidding, if you had plenty of firepower, you'd be very confident too.
The hallway was very quiet. Jiang Ran could even hear his own breathing clearly. The other residents all had their doors tightly shut, and not a single ray of light could be seen coming out.
"Young man, are you still out wandering around so late?"
An elderly woman, looking quite frail, walked up the stairs with a "kind" expression, approaching Jiang Ran step by step.
"Why is there a cloth covering your face? Are you burned? Come, let Grandma take a look!"
The old woman licked her lips, threw away her cane, opened her blood-red mouth, and pounced on him with tremendous speed!
"Good lad, let your mother-in-law have a good meal!"
Jiang Ran raised his hand and pulled the trigger. To his surprise, the pistol was silenced, which prevented the gunshot from attracting other "people".
Because the old woman was extremely fast, Jiang Ran's shot did not hit a vital spot, but only struck her shoulder. However, the old woman immediately showed a painful expression and fell to the ground. After struggling for two seconds, she became still.
It seems this gun is similar to physical exorcism; once it hits, no matter where it hits, the target is instantly killed.
Jiang Ran first looked around to make sure there were no other "people" joining in the fun before squatting down.
Rule Seven: You cannot engage in any other profession to earn Nightless Coins at night, but you can kill "people" and exchange their hearts for Nightless Coins. If you decide to do so, remember not to be discovered by other "people".
Trading your heart for Nightless Coins?
Jiang Ran discovered that the old woman's body had become unusually fragile after death. Her skin was like jelly that could be easily torn apart, and her body contained neither blood nor other organs, but was filled with some transparent gelatinous substance.
And in the area around her heart was a white crystal the size of a thumb. The old woman didn't have any human organs, so this must be the "heart" mentioned in the rules!
Jiang Ran put away the crystal, but another question arose.
Judging from the current situation, all "people" are in danger. This ghost story world is called "City of Night Ghosts," so as long as night falls, no, as long as they are in places where the sunlight doesn't reach, will these "people" turn into "ghosts"?
So here's the problem: apart from the storyteller himself, everything else is dangerous. Jiang Ran was only able to earn several thousand Nightless Coins with the help of his SSS-level talent, and other storytellers would earn even less.
Do they really have enough bullets?
"Why was she able to recognize me as different from them at a glance? Was it because of the night? No..."
Can humans truly conceal their identities from ghosts? Judging from various clues, it seems so. So how did the old woman identify him?
Oh, right!
Jiang Ran directly ripped off the cloth he used to cover his face; wearing that thing was simply burying his head in the sand!
If you were to wander around at night like a thief, wouldn't everyone be suspicious of you?
"Ghosts" are only ghosts when they encounter "people." Otherwise, they always act as humans. They go to get off work and come home normally, eat human food, and are no different from humans.
So as long as he can hide his "human" identity, the ghost is a human. Jiang Ran's few bullets are not enough to kill all the ghosts, so he can only pretend to be a ghost.
As long as your identity remains undiscovered, you're safe even at night!
Rule Six: Do not let anyone see your face at night. If you encounter other people, do not let them discover your identity. Of course, it is best not to leave the room.
This rule is ultimately just a reminder, not entirely accurate! Ghosts are far smarter than we imagine, and doing this will only backfire!
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