Chapter 110 Successful Infiltration (Bonus Chapter 38,000 words) The Disguised Evil God Descends...
Xiong Lei walked up to Zhou Fangdong, but instead of immediately touching the [Ghost Letter] and [Ghost Disc], he looked at the black humanoid slime and said, "This... tenant? Let's hold hands first."
Since he really didn't know whether this dark-skinned creature was a human or a ghost, Xiong Lei could only temporarily use the tenant as a substitute.
Zhou Fangdong manipulated the slime's body to grab Xiong Lei's arm.
Xiong Lei looked at the soft, bouncy black substance wrapped around his arm and smacked his lips.
...It was a bit like the chocolate cream pudding he had just eaten half of.
Before using those two mediums, Xiong Lei made a prior statement: "I have never teleported non-players into a dungeon before, so I don't know if it will be successful."
Zhou Fangdong comforted him, "It's alright, let's try it first. If it doesn't work, I'll think of other methods."
Hearing him say that, Xiong Lei finally felt relieved.
He first touched the [ghost letter], but there was no reaction.
Then he touched the [ghost disc] again, and this time he completely disappeared.
The medium did work, but it didn't work.
Zhou Fangdong looked at the live video feed of the instance that was floating in front of him.
Xiao Lei did successfully enter the third-floor dungeon of the apartment through the medium, but his slime body remained in the same place.
Zhou Fangdong sighed.
It seems the only option is to try and erode that collapsed crack to enter the instance.
He was so conflicted because he was afraid that doing so would cause him to lose his slime body.
He only has one slime body, and the crack on the third floor is just a phantom, not yet fully formed. If passing through the crack leads to the void instead of the instance, the losses would be devastating.
...So before going there, you have to take out all the items stored inside the slime's body.
Just as Zhou Fangdong was about to take the slime's body back to the second floor, the system's cold electronic voice suddenly sounded:
[The core of the evil god's clone has been fully digested]
[Reward: 10,000 Ghost Coins]
[Erosion of Authority Progress 60%]
The [Disguised Evil God's Descent] skill has been enhanced. Not only can one disguise oneself as an evil god through the Bone Inheritance Ceremony, but one can also directly descend into the main god's dungeon by selecting it through the [Main God Dungeon Map].
Yesterday, when the evil god descended upon the world of the mirror, Zhou Fangdong ate and took everything in the space behind the ancient god's remains, including many of the evil god's clone cores.
After the system worked hard all night to digest them, all the cores of these evil gods were finally digested.
To Zhou Fangdong's surprise, the system was incredibly generous this time, directly rewarding him with 10,000 Ghost Coins.
Moreover, the enhancement to the [Disguised Evil God Descends] skill came at the perfect time; it was practically tailor-made for him in his current state.
With this skill enhancement, you no longer need to worry about your slime body getting lost in the void; you can directly use the [God Dungeon Map] to invade the third-floor dungeon of the apartment.
...Then the blame for the disaster that ravaged the main god's instance will be perfectly placed on the evil god, and it will never be able to clear its name.
Zhou Fangdong took out the [Main God Dungeon Map] and found the location of Liwan Apartment.
He looked at the dense cluster of tiny red dots above the Liwan Apartments and suddenly didn't know what to say.
...Does his Liwan Apartment really have so many main god dungeons??
This number is a bit too exaggerated; those little red dots representing the dungeons have almost turned the entire front building red.
Zhou Fangdong zoomed in on the map to take a closer look.
Upon zooming in, he discovered that all the red dots for these instances were on the fifth floor and above, with only one main god instance on the third floor from the first to the fourth floor, which relieved him.
It's probably because of the collapsed areas upstairs; some cracks connect to certain main god instances, causing the map to include them.
Before clicking on the third-floor instance, Zhou Fangdong specifically checked the instance description and confirmed that it was the main god instance where Tang Huili and the others were before using the [Disguised Evil God Descends] skill.
Fortunately, entering a dungeon using this skill requires no loading screen.
Zhou Fangdong successfully entered the third-floor dungeon using the slime body he was controlling.
Inside the instance, Tang Huili glanced at the two player corpses on the ground, then at the new player who had suddenly appeared in front of her, and sighed wearily.
So much happened in that short moment that she felt her brain was overloaded.
Not long ago, they had just escaped from room 302, with heavy casualties among the players. Only she, Zhang Qingyang, and two other players remained in the instance.
Tang Huili was still thinking about how to kill the remaining two players and end the dungeon. Then she heard one of the players suddenly make a threat, saying that after the other players arrived, they would attack the ghost in room 302. The dungeon didn't have to be completed, but the ghost in room 302 had to be killed.
Perhaps because he called the ghost in room 302 "fat dead woman," the player's body began to swell up shortly after he said that.
It wasn't a slow expansion, but rather as if something inside him exploded, suddenly stretching his body open.
His well-fitting clothes ripped apart instantly, his limbs grew thicker like inflated balloons, his neck disappeared, and his head landed directly on his rapidly widening and thickening shoulders. Subcutaneous fat proliferated and accumulated wildly, stretching his skin to its limit, revealing tear-like purplish-red lines.
He tried to scream, but could only manage a few meaningless gasps from his throat. He instinctively tried to move his body, but his legs were simply unable to support the terrifying weight that had suddenly increased.
Moreover, as he attempted to move, an even more terrifying change occurred inside his body.
A slight crackling sound came from his body, followed by a more intense series of snapping sounds, like dry twigs breaking—his bones were unable to withstand the terrible changes in such a short time and were rapidly collapsing.
Without the support of bones, his internal organs were quickly crushed beyond recognition.
His body, now a mountain of flesh, collapsed to the ground with a thud, unable to utter another sound.
The player didn't die inside the room, but rather from a curse outside the instance.
—The ghosts in the room aren't just confined to the room; they can also affect the hallway!
The team leader had just realized this when it was too late.
The player next to him swelled into a mountain of flesh in just over ten seconds, and because he was relatively close and had just injured his foot and was unable to move easily, he was actually crushed to death by that player's body.
Tang Huili was stunned by this sudden change.
These two players died far worse than the others in the room.
...But now that the last two players in the instance have died, does that mean she and Zhang Qingyang can go back to the apartment?
However, just as the joy of relief began to surface, Tang Huili noticed another figure in the corridor—a high school student carrying a teddy bear costume from an amusement park.
The chubby young man looked a bit bewildered, glancing around as if searching for something. There was even some cream still on the corner of his mouth, as if he had been suddenly dragged into a game while eating.
Why are there still high school students playing games...?
Looking at the chubby boy's innocent and pure face, Tang Huili felt even more guilty.
The dungeons will continue, and players will continue to die... but how can anyone bring themselves to do that?
In just a few minutes, her emotions fluctuated like a rollercoaster, and she suddenly felt very tired.
Tang Huili felt she was about to collapse.
She's just an ordinary person. Although she only guides and doesn't do anything herself, and players who die in this instance won't actually die, she still feels very guilty.
...But if they don't take action, the dungeon can't end, and if they die in the dungeon, they're truly dead.
Just as Tang Huili was struggling with her decision, she suddenly felt a drop of cold, viscous liquid fall onto her forehead.
She subconsciously raised her hand and wiped it off.
Then she discovered that what she had rubbed onto her fingertip was a drop of black sludge, an unusually deep color that seemed to absorb all light.
Even more terrifying, it seemed to be alive, and it slowly wriggled at her fingertip.
Under Tang Huili's gaze, the drop of silt completely defied the laws of physics, rising slowly and steadily, as if it wanted to merge with something above it.
Tang Huili's gaze followed the rising trend of the drop of silt, eventually landing on the dilapidated ceiling of the corridor.
There, directly above her, a dark, human-shaped shadow appeared out of nowhere.
It had no specific facial features, no clear outline, just a dark shadow with indistinct edges that were still slightly wriggling.
The moment Tang Huili observed the humanoid black shadow, the shadow also moved.
It began to spread rapidly, like an exploding firework, transforming from a human shape into a pool of ink, quickly engulfing the corridor ceiling and continuing to spread down the walls.
The black torrent is rapidly engulfing everything within Tang Huili's field of vision.
Black sludge cascaded down from the ceiling like a waterfall, completely covering the walls and even seeping into rooms 301 and 302, as well as other rooms in the corridor, through the cracks in the doors.
The ghosts in the room seemed to have disappeared, offering no resistance whatsoever.
All the doors were forced open by the mud, and the interior of the rooms was quickly filled with churning blackness, covering everything in the all-consuming darkness.
All around her was surging black silt, and the black tide was already crashing in front of her. Tang Huili could not see the high school student hugging the teddy bear, the player's corpse, or Zhang Qingyang standing right next to her.
Her vision was completely blocked by darkness, but strangely, Tang Huili's sense of danger was completely unpredictable.
Amidst this terrifying scene change, she felt a strange sense of security, as if she had finally returned home, back to the comfort and warmth of her blankets.
After an unknown amount of time, the darkness faded, and Tang Huili found herself standing in front of the apartment tenants' mailboxes.
Tang Huili took out her phone and glanced at the time... Only a little over an hour had passed; everything that had just happened seemed like an illusion.
[Successfully invaded the main god's instance, reward: 1000 Ghost Coins]
[Forcibly separating this copy from the main god...]
[The instance was detected to have no physical form and was corrupted by the same ghost tenant as Slime Street. It has been moved to the Mirror World and merged with Slime Street in the Mirror, becoming a hidden mirror space in the apartment.]
[Hidden Mirror Space in the Apartment], a special facility near the apartment, where uncontrollable ghosts can be imprisoned.
The medium connecting the original instance is automatically transformed into a supernatural item.
[[Ghostly Item - Ghost Disc]: A ghost disc with countless copies, given to a ghost to parasitize. The ghost can be transported through a video recorder that plays the disc.]
[[Supernatural Item - Comic Book]: A comic book transformed from a [ghost letter]. It is infested with the obsession of a comic artist who attempted suicide after his work was canceled. It can be used to outline and color comics for 300 ghost coins per month. The downside is that no matter the subject matter, it will always end up as a horror comic.]
Zhou Fangdong quickly glanced at the rewards. The special peripheral facilities that could imprison ghosts were somewhat useful, but the two supernatural props transformed by the medium were quite ordinary.
Ghost DVDs... Nowadays, almost no one uses VCRs anymore, and even computers are rarely used. They're pretty useless gadgets.
This comic book prop is probably only useful to Tang Huili, so let's give it to her. She happens to draw horror comics.
Zhou Fangdong closed the system panel, looked at the third-floor corridor in front of him, and let out a long sigh of relief.
The rewards aren't the main point; the main point is that with the end of the dungeon's corruption, the collapsed crack in the third-floor corridor has completely disappeared, so there's no need to worry about not being able to rent out the house.
Seeing that there was nothing unusual on the third floor, Zhou Fangdong manipulated the slime's body back to the hidden room on the second floor, and then teleported to the lobby on the first floor.
Tang Huili was standing in the entrance hall of the apartment, staring blankly at the tenants' mailboxes.
From the tenants' corridor on the first floor, Zhang Qingyang's desperate wails could be faintly heard.
Remembering the stack of comic book manuscripts he had picked up from the ground, Zhou Fangdong took out the [Supernatural Props - Comic Book] and handed it to Tang Huili along with it.
Upon seeing the recovered original comic manuscript, Tang Huili almost burst into tears. After choking back tears, she thanked them and took the original manuscript and the comic book.
Fortunately, the original comic manuscript was intact; she had been searching for it everywhere and thought it was lost.
Zhou Fangdong had already recharged 300 ghost coins into the [Supernatural Props Comic Book], and he explained the usage of this supernatural prop to Tang Huili.
Tang Huili's eyes widened after hearing this.
So this was the unexpected surprise... This is simply a magical tool. Before, she could only draw 20 pages a month, but with the help of this comic book, she feels that she can draw 20 pages every half month without any problem.
[Tang Huili, the tenant of room 204, has reached a favorability level of 80. Please claim your favorability reward in time.]
Tang Huili hugged the original manga manuscript and the manga book tightly, and asked in a low voice, "Landlord, is there anything you need me to do by giving me such precious props?"
Zhou Fangdong was about to say no, but then he thought about how he helped the tenant recharge 300 ghost coins every month, and he should indeed find something for the tenant to do.
He remembered what the system said about increasing the apartment's reputation value stabilizing the apartment's yin energy, so he said to Tang Huili:
"If you have time, could you draw a short comic strip about Liwan Apartments? Something like a series of short stories where good is rewarded and evil is punished, with Liwan Apartments portrayed as a positive character. I have the murder case files from Liwan Apartments; I can send them to you if you need them. You can also talk to the apartment tenants and interview them about the ghosts in their rooms..."
Remembering Tang Huili's social anxiety, Zhou Fangdong paused and changed his words: "If you don't like communicating with too many people, you can take the ghost bus to Chuyun Temple and have a private chat with the zombie Taoist priest there. That Taoist priest is Zhang Qingyang's master. He is very easy to talk to and knows a lot about the ghosts in Liwan Apartment. He should be happy to tell you about them when he has free time."
"Don't rush the Liwan Apartment comic. Focus on your work. There's no need to find a publisher. Just post it online as soon as you're done, and I'll find someone to help with promotion."
Tang Huili nodded vigorously: "No problem, drawing comics is my specialty."
Seeing that she was fully equipped with a mask and hat and ready to go out, Zhou Fangdong casually asked her what she was going to do when she went out.
After learning that she needed to mail out the original manuscript of her comics, Zhou Fangdong recommended the Liwan Apartment Express Station to her.
The courier station is already open, so we need to keep the ghost postman busy, otherwise his salary will be wasted.
Tang Huili was happy to stay home and walked down the first floor with the original manuscript in her arms.
Zhou Fangdong watched Tang Huili leave, then opened the system panel again.
He was about to check his reputation points.
Last night, the ghost postman successfully delivered all the [lamp oil pendants] sold by the Liwan Apartment online store. I wonder how much the price has increased.
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