"Damn it! The published rules didn't say anything about not being able to kill creditors! This is vigilante justice! I know! You're in cahoots with that boss inside!"
"Give up the struggle!"
Enforcer 003 raised his sickle, about to strike again!
The project doors were wide open, and the other three people in the room coldly watched the scene unfold.
In the world of ghost stories, there are some rules that exist from the beginning but were not disclosed at the outset. These rules need to be discovered by the ghost story writers themselves during their exploration.
Without a doubt, even if you violated this rule before discovering it, you will still be subject to the punishment for breaking the rule.
Such situations are rare, and they are absolutely impossible in lower-level worlds. Therefore, when a ghost story writer comes to fight in a higher-level world for the first time after a long time, they can easily overlook this problem.
"Go to hell!"
Bang!
Having used Dafen's slingshot to kill law enforcement officer 003, he has now exhausted his three chances to use his talent. He can no longer care about anything else. The pain from his broken thigh is almost making him faint. At this moment, he can't even move his body!
"Help me! Help...help me!"
In desperation, Yida Fen turned to the three people in the room for help, but even if they were willing to help him, what could they do? Could they possibly help him regenerate his limbs?
Just kidding, besides, who would be willing to help him?
The Burmese ghost storyteller stood up: "Since the project manager here is dead, there's no need for me to stay any longer. Jiang Ran, good luck."
He walked straight past Yidaodafen without even glancing at him again.
"Jiang Ran, no matter if our identities are opposite in the game, we can still be friends in real life."
The ghost storyteller from India also expressed his goodwill to Jiang Ran, as he didn't want to be targeted by such a big boss, which would definitely not be good news for him.
"Well then, I'll say goodbye for now. I have to go somewhere else to earn Paradise Coins."
As Yidao Fen's consciousness gradually faded, he vaguely remembered that at the end, it seemed that another person was standing in front of him.
"Help me..."
"I am Enforcement Team Member No. 006. You killed one of my Enforcement Team Members, an unforgivable crime. By order of my superiors, you are to be killed immediately!"
The black scythe suddenly fell!
[The ghost story teller, Itada Fen, from the land of cherry blossoms has died...]
"Let's go, Gwen, let's keep earning Paradise Coins."
"Yeah."
In the first game, Jiang Ran won as a regular player and earned 200 Paradise Coins. In the second game, he won as an undercover agent and earned 400 Paradise Coins. Together, he earned 600 Paradise Coins!
Therefore, Jiang Ran's total assets have reached a terrifying 6,650 Paradise Coins. Not to mention the ghost story masters, even some project managers are probably not as rich as him!
On another street, Smida was in a bit of a predicament. Although he had obtained a priceless souvenir jade pendant, it had also cost him all of his Paradise Coins.
After going around the whole thing, he found that all the attractions required an entrance fee to participate. With zero total assets, he couldn't recoup his losses through these attractions, which put him in a difficult position!
Just as he was about to go back to the shop to ask the owner for advice, he found that the shop was already closed. He was a little confused. Could he have been ripped off?
"Forget it, I'll just have to borrow some money from my brothers in the same country. It seems like that's the only way."
Whether the jade pendant is useful or not is another matter; making money is the only goal!
"Tell me, where is my nearest teammate?"
To ensure they get the money as soon as possible and start making money quickly, Smida directly asked the observer to tell him the location of his teammates. It was only a one-time hint; if there was no money, the hint would be useless.
"Turn right, then go straight... Wait! What's that behind you?!"
Sensing the observer's panicked tone, Smida immediately turned around and saw a person draped in a ghostly white cloth sneaking up behind him. The white cloth was covered in bloodstains, and the person was holding a rusty machete in his hand!
"What the hell is this thing?"
Smida took a half step back, instantly remembering the rule of not talking to people dressed as ghosts. As long as she didn't speak, she should be fine, right?
The ghost approached step by step, and cold sweat beaded on Smida's forehead. He tensed up and dared not speak. The killing intent emanating from the ghost was almost tangible. Even though it was under the sun, Smida felt a bone-chilling cold!
Wait! This guy really wants to kill him!
Smida turned and ran, with the ghost in hot pursuit, its machete slashing behind her. Smida could even feel her clothes being torn on the back!
What the hell is this thing?! It kills anyone it sees! When did the world of ghost stories start having such an unreasonable being?!
If this thing wanders around long enough, it could wipe out everyone! What's the point of them studying the rules and solving the puzzles?
The most urgent thing was to figure out why the ghost was chasing him! But Smida didn't have that much time. The ghost swung the machete in its hand, and Smida screamed as his entire left arm was severed at the root!
The ghost grabbed the chain wrapped around the hilt of the machete and pulled it back. With this combination, the machete, which could only be used for close combat, was transformed into a mid-range chain blade. Smida's body had lost too much blood, and his will to survive supported him to keep moving forward!
But he hadn't taken two steps before he fell to the ground!
The jade pendant in his hand also fell to the ground!
"No! My jade pendant! This is a crucial item for clearing the level!"
The ghost stepped on the jade pendant made of a beer bottle, crushing it into pieces!
"No--!"
The Koreans screamed in agony!
"The task of eliminating pests is underway—"
The ghost swung his machete again and severed Smida's neck!
"Mission accomplished."
In live streams in several countries, their ghost storytellers were also brutally murdered by these ghosts draped in white cloth!
Even if one of the ghost storytellers has the talent to kill strange creatures, after killing one ghost, a second ghost appears within two minutes. Once his talent's uses are exhausted, he will only die!
Within minutes, several ghost storytellers had met their demise at the hands of the White Cloth Ghost! And these ghost storytellers all shared one common characteristic—
Their Paradise Coins have all gone to zero!
"So this is the punishment for bankruptcy?"
In the past, the talent to kill strange creatures was an excellent survival skill. Anyone who broke the rules and attracted the pursuit of these creatures could simply fight back. But this bloody reality tells them—
That won't work now!
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