The strangeness has come, I am a god with trillions of ghost money

Chapter 458 A tumor grew on his body

Qin Shi Huang sneered, "So many years have passed, and bloodlines have been diluted countless times. I can't even rely on my own son, let alone you."

"If you help Song Mang obtain the Ghost Seal, I can help you break the contract; if you can't, don't even think about it!"

"????!"

Qin Yang was so angry she almost fainted.

After Qin Shi Huang finished speaking, his voice was no longer heard from the First Emperor's Sword.

Everyone saw a door appear not far away, but they couldn't see what was inside.

Most players were eager to leave this place, so they rushed towards the only door.

Song Mang didn't go over immediately, but instead contacted Xiao Junze to inquire about the situation on his end.

Xiao Junze and the others were sent by Bai Qi to the third level of the Nightmare Clock Tower, which was a strange town full of bizarre life.

These strange villagers did not attack the player, and the player has not yet discovered anything dangerous.

Xiao Junze hid in an abandoned woodshed, observing the villagers outside, and sent a voice message to Song Mang.

"Junior sister, although those strange villagers didn't attack us, I still feel very strange."

After entering the third level, the announcements stopped, and we weren't given any more games to play.

Song Mang asked, "Did you find any joss paper with special rules? Also, is there a safe house on this floor?"

The first and second floors that Xiao Junze and his group visited did not contain any safe houses.

Song Mang suspected that the Nightmare Clock Tower had deliberately hidden the safe house, probably because she was afraid of finding the statue of the deity.

Moreover, after being in the dungeon for so long, none of the players have obtained the rules-related joss paper.

"It's still uncertain whether there are any safe houses."

"Okay, I've run into some trouble. The casino has disappeared. I suspect I might end up in the Nightmare Clock Tower."

Song Mang glanced at the door.

Even from inside the casino, she could still see the backs of the players walking through the door. They didn't scream, so there must be no danger behind the door.

"Where is this place? It looks like a desolate suburb, not like Haicheng."

"There aren't any such backward villages in the suburbs of Haicheng. Did they dump us in some remote mountain valley?"

"Even being in a remote mountain valley is better than being in a ten-star dungeon!"

"Have we left the dungeon? I don't think so, right? You get rewards for clearing a dungeon, and there's usually an audio notification, but we haven't gotten anything yet."

"Where is this place?"

The sound of players discussing could be heard.

Song Mang put away her phone, walked towards the door, and left the casino with the other players.

A flash of white light appeared before her eyes, and she found herself in a large, dense forest.

Not long after, Xi Jinzhi and Qin Yang also came out together, with Qin Yang still looking depressed.

Song Mang walked to Xi Jinzhi's side and said, "When creating a copy of the idol, there must be rule reminders and a safe house."

"But we've been in the Nightmare Clock Tower for so long and haven't received any relevant information. Do you think this instance might have some special features?"

"No, as long as it's a dungeon, there will be rule reminders and a safe room. If you can't find these two things, it means this space is not in a dungeon."

Song Mang smiled and said, "It seems that the Netherworld Emperor has left a way out for humanity. I thought that if he had intervened, this instance would be different."

Xi Jinzhi frowned. "It's not that he wants to leave himself a way out, but that if he doesn't, the Heavenly Dao will notice, and then the righteous gods of the Immortal Realm will take notice of these things."

Song Mang couldn't help but wonder, "Then why didn't those righteous gods notice when a way out was left in the dungeon?"

"The Netherworld Emperor has repeatedly petitioned the Immortal Realm, wanting to merge the Yin and Yang Realms, transform the mortal world, and allow mortals to also have the right to cultivate and ascend, which would be a blessing for mankind."

Many gods in the celestial realm were also deceived by him and supported his actions. "Leaving them a way out means reform; leaving them no way out means slaughter."

Song Mang's lips twitched. "So, reforming people means killing off most of them and making the rest suffer a fate worse than death? Well, thank you for that."

"Just an excuse." Xi Jinzhi scoffed. "Don't those rebel armies in the mortal world also have to find some seemingly beneficial and respectable reasons before they start their uprisings?"

Song Mang touched his chin.

"He merged the Yin and Yang realms and seized the evil spirit power from you. What is he trying to do? Does he intend to join forces with these ten sinful gods to storm the Heavenly Court and become the Celestial Emperor?"

Xi Jinzhi remained silent.

But Song Mang could tell that he had tacitly accepted her guess.

Deep within the dark forest lies a secluded, ancient town, the only source of light in the woods.

Many players headed towards the town, intending to investigate and see if they could find a way to leave.

As Song Mang approached the town, she discovered that it was built beside a large lake, and the unique bamboo houses in the stilted style were exactly the same as those Xiao Junze had sent her.

It seems we've truly entered the third level of the Nightmare Clock Tower.

Song Mang then said, "Jinzhi, do you think the safe house might be on the eighteenth floor?"
After all, if we want to get to the eighteenth floor, we have to go down one floor at a time; that's the safest place.

Xi Jinzhi replied, "You've already been to the eighteenth floor."

Song Mang paused for a moment.

"The Underworld Casino is the eighteenth floor? Tsk tsk, those eerie real dogs, they just send the players who pay money to the most dangerous place."

Qin Yang, who was standing nearby, overheard this and couldn't help but complain, "What? The casino is only the eighteenth floor? I thought if I paid some money, I could go to a safer place!"

"Making you pay for tickets is not to give you special privileges, but to filter out players with capital."

Xi Jinzhi explained, "If a player is penniless and only has a few hundred yuan in ghost money in their pocket goes to the underworld casino, even if they lose, it won't generate any value."

"Then they can gamble with their lives, or with jokers, weapons, and things like that."

Song Mang suddenly realized something crucial.

"Using ghost money to filter players, is it because the people behind the casino are particularly short of money?"

Song Mang blinked and said, "Your father is the Lord of the Underworld, isn't the Heaven and Earth Bank his? Can't he just withdraw money from the Heaven and Earth Bank?"

Qin Yang also said, "Just print your own money!"

"Before the apocalypse, would your country print large amounts of new money when it's short of cash?"

"No, there will be inflation."

"That's fine."

Xi Jinzhi said, "Besides, it's useless to print them. The total amount of ghost money in both the Yin and Yang realms is fixed now, and it's been a long time since we could obtain ghost money by burning paper money."

The only way to obtain a large amount of ghost money is to acquire other people's property or through the deaths of a large number of people.

Song Mang suddenly remembered those temple instances from his previous life, which were powerful enough to destroy a city.

Every time the temple instance is activated, millions of humans die, turning an entire city into a ghost town.

She said with a grim expression, "After a person dies, the Heaven and Earth Bank account no longer exists, so the money in the account goes to the underworld, right?"

"more or less."

Xi Jinzhi glanced at her and said, "You'd better be careful, or all your assets will end up in the underworld."

"..."

Song Mang thought about the countless numbers in her account and felt that the Lord of the Underworld was treating her like a fat sheep.

As Song Mang was pondering, his phone rang.

It was Xiao Junze again.

Xiao Junze still sent a voice message, and as soon as Song Mang opened it, she heard his extremely distressed voice.

"Junior sister, there's something wrong with this place. I've only been here a short time and something has grown on my stomach. This tumor is getting bigger and bigger."

It started out as big as a fist, but now it's the size of a soccer ball! It feels like there's something inside!

(End of this chapter)