Siheyuan: I Called the Police at the Beginning

After all, this is the place.

That was when he was an ordinary person, like a cow or a horse, in his previous life.

When the harsh realities of life have worn away all passion and optimism, this is the place I dream of going.

Even if you're in hell, as long as there's a glimmer of hope for escape, you'll fight for your life.

He still hoped to come to a place similar to the God's Space.

Even endless terror and struggle are better than struggling and sinking into despair in the real world.

He is a middle-aged man from an ordinary family with average abilities.

He sees no hope, no fairness, and can't find a wife.

"Hey bro, want one?"

As they approached Geng Ping'an, a middle-aged man who looked like the boss stood before them.

He took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket that he couldn't understand but which was obviously very expensive and exquisite, and handed it to Geng Ping'an, saying this.

"Judging from your confident demeanor, are you a player trained by the government, or do you have some powerful connections and know some inside information?"

Everyone was waiting to see what would happen, but the middle-aged man couldn't hold back any longer.

First, they broke the silence using their usual social skills.

Fortunately, the eerie game doesn't take away the player's belongings; it only detects items that could be dangerous, such as knives or handguns.

He took the cigarette from the man's hand.

Geng Ping'an was in a good mood and said.

"You have good taste, choosing to latch onto my coattails. With me here this time, as long as you don't do anything stupid and reckless, I can guarantee your safety."

Originally, the middle-aged man only wanted to test whether Geng Ping'an knew any other seasoned players.

They even know some inside information that they don't know.

That's why I was calmer than others.

As a result of Geng Ping'an's arrogant words, his expression changed slightly.

I realized I was getting excited a little too soon.

He lost interest in communicating with Geng Ping'an.

It seems he misjudged the situation and found a megalomaniac.

They're all new players, so how good can you really be?
They even dare to vouch for everyone in the shelter.

Do you think you're the Buddha who wiped out a city of evil spirits with a single palm strike?

It was clear that the middle-aged man fell silent because of his honest words, obviously not believing that he was really that awesome.

Geng Ping'an ignored the strange, contemptuous looks the man and the others gave him because of his words.

They became increasingly enthusiastic.

After all, as he traveled through various worlds and grew stronger, there were few things left that could interest him besides the beauties of the heavens.

And then an unknown mastermind created a bizarre world just for him.

It's definitely a fun place.

Furthermore, collecting ghost money and taking advantage of it wasn't his main goal.

His personal underworld was also lacking in a large number of ghosts.

This is a good opportunity to replenish the population and take the strange creatures from the dungeon with us. They can become subordinates of those innate ghosts and gods, serving as the ox-headed and horse-faced guardians.

Otherwise, we can't expect those born with inherent advantages, who are practically divine, to do such trivial things without any class.

Moreover, capturing a large number of ghosts and monsters and bringing them into the underworld of the portable world not only increases the "human" atmosphere, but also allows one to see how they undermine the walls of the eerie world, thereby increasing the foundation and yin energy of their own world.

You can tell whether the other party will become angry or embarrassed, whether it is conscious or acting on instinct, like a foolish and chaotic god of the heavenly way.

As he emptied out one instance world after another.

Will the other party continue to add more and more bizarre elements, or will they gradually hollow out the bizarre game world?
Ultimately, this led to the collapse of countless instances due to a lack of energy, leaving the mastermind unable to recreate and maintain the numerous bizarre instances.

Of course, it's too early to say that.

Furthermore, he doesn't accept just anything strange in the dungeon.

Regarding the strange occurrences in these instances, his principles are limited to the following points.

The first requirement is that it has to be beautiful.

He would collect all the alluring and sexy female ghosts into his personal underworld.

A group of beautiful female ghosts is naturally more pleasing to his eye than a group of ugly and bizarre male ghosts.

Secondly, you need to have a special skill.

Whether it's a ghost chef who can make delicious food in the dungeon, or a ghost tailor, ghost craftsman, or ghost doctor and ghost inventor.

He can admit anyone with special abilities that can contribute to the personal underworld.

If they're too ugly, at worst we'll just keep them working behind the scenes forever, so they don't have to come out and disgust people.

The third point is to be as communicative and humane as possible.

Like those evil spirits whose minds are filled with nothing but killing, who only know how to dismember players and devour their flesh and blood every moment.

His underworld would not accept him either.

Let these disgusting creatures stay in the bizarre dungeon and cause trouble for the mastermind.

Anyway, even though his place is the underworld, it still needs systems and order.

It's not a low-end insane asylum that only knows how to kill.

"Let's go inside. If we stay too long, something might happen."

Seeing everyone standing still, a sweet-looking girl with long, straight black hair whispered a reminder.

As time went on, more and more players left the game dungeons.

The nation is also constantly analyzing and updating information related to the dungeon world.

At the same time, this is based on China's national conditions.

The government will naturally not stand idly by and watch new players die on a large scale.

Unlike some countries where freedom is every day and life and death are predestined.

As more and more players were pulled into the instance, the situation became increasingly volatile.

The government is working hard every day to educate the public on basic knowledge and precautions.

Among them, some taboos in the dungeon world must not be violated, or death will ensue.

For example, you can't scare players away inside the instance. Players who run out of the instance's fog area all die tragically; no one has ever come back alive from inside.

Another point the girl pointed out.

We must act in accordance with the requirements of the main mission, and we must not deliberately delay.

This is the only path they can take now.

The goal is to enter the Blood Moon Restaurant with its main entrance wide open and find a job inside.

They prayed that the eerie creatures inside wouldn't be interested in their flesh and blood.

Then let them spend a long month without missing any limbs.

However, that's what the girl said.

The people in the room nodded in agreement, knowing that the girl was right.

But for a moment, no one among them took the initiative; they all wanted someone else to go in first and risk their lives to pave the way for them.

After all, life is only once, and everyone in the room knows how terrifying the bizarre dungeon is.

Human nature is selfish.

At this moment, no one is a fool who would be the one to stick their neck out and become a sucker just for the sake of saving face.

"Since none of you dare to go in, I'll go first."

Seeing that everyone had their own thoughts, Geng Ping'an understood their concerns.

However, he personally doesn't care.

If any supernatural force could harm even a single hair on his head, then he'd be considered formidable.

Geng Ping'an could call this strange entity the strongest in the dungeon.

Therefore, he should naturally play the role of the hero.

Haha!

A certain delinquent player with a bad temper, seeing that Geng Ping'an dared to show off, couldn't help but chuckle to himself, and then leered at Geng Ping'an, who was walking at the front.

It was as if they were delighted to have discovered a seemingly mentally challenged idiot that they could exploit.

Geng Ping'an seemed to have eyes in the back of his head.

He could clearly see everyone's reactions and thoughts.

But he saw through it all but didn't say anything.

As the saying goes, the world laughs at my madness, but I laugh at the world's inability to see through things.

His arrogance meant he disdained those shady characters and didn't care whether others respected him or not. With Geng Ping'an leading the way...

He entered the restaurant unharmed.

Everyone followed suit and entered the room.

At this point, everyone was afraid of arriving late and falling behind others, which would put their lives in danger.

"Welcome to the Blood Moon Restaurant, humans!"

"I am the restaurant's lobby manager, and I will now explain the rules of the game to you."

A man dressed in a well-fitting suit.

But the bespectacled man, whose clothes couldn't completely conceal the bloodstains and grime, appeared before everyone.

They seemed to have been waiting for them at the door for a while.

Compared to the various bizarre, disgusting, and sinister things that are unseen in the real world.

It was utterly inhuman, with all sorts of bizarre, decaying limbs and inexplicable organs constantly pushing the limits of psychological endurance.

The ghosts and monsters in the dungeon world are still eerie and sinister.

His face was pale and blood-stained, cold and indifferent.

But at least we can communicate calmly and rationally, and have normal behavioral logic that is superficially similar to that of humans.

Although, it is quite obvious.

The strange creatures in the restaurant are constrained by the rules of the instance, which is why they clearly want to devour the humans in front of them immediately.

But they couldn't attack them without a reason.

You must act in accordance with the maximum game rules stipulated by the dungeon system.

So, after the routine welcome speech required by the instance...

The lobby manager seemed to have been holding back for a long time.

He immediately changed his expression to one of hostility.

His tone also became colder and more irritable.

The murderous intent in his heart was about to burst forth.

His face revealed undisguised malice and lust for the players.

He said fiercely.

“Now, each of you choose a position for me. If you don’t perform well, then both the customers and we have a reason to rob you.”

"Right now, the restaurant is short of waiters, cleaners, kitchen helpers, and assistant managers."

At this point, the lobby manager paused.

With a manic expression on his face that was hard to decipher—a mixture of bitterness and laughter—he vigorously seduced her.

"Let me make this clear first: being my assistant comes with great benefits. I'll reward you with 100 ghost coins every three days, and you won't need to do any hard chores."

"It's much easier than dealing with the garbage of kitchen helpers and waiters."

"I like capable people."

According to the rules of any dungeon-based game, the greater the reward, the greater the difficulty.

Moreover, this is a highly risky and bizarre murder dungeon where one could easily lose their life if they are not careful.

and so.

Even the most clueless person in the room could tell at this moment that the lobby manager had ill intentions.

After all, their intelligence is still inferior to that of humans in many ways.

At least, the lobby manager in front of me showed absolutely no human cunning or deceit.

Otherwise, the role should be that of a smiling tiger, allowing players to choose for themselves.

At most, casually mention some of the assistant's job duties and benefits.

Instead of immediately offering numerous temptations to the public.

The look in their eyes, as if they were eyeing food, was no longer concealed at all.

Such eagerness only makes people hesitant to act, fearing there might be a trap involved.

I'm afraid they won't even make it to the first day.

Where can I get the third day's reward?

In a short time, some people chose to be waiters, some chose to be janitors, and some chose to be kitchen helpers.

Under the lobby manager's expectant and desire-filled gaze.

Not a single person dared to choose to become his assistant.

Seeing this, Geng Pingan touched his chin.

I think it's interesting.

Then, to everyone's astonishment, as if they were looking at a dead man or a madman.

He raised his hand and said.

"The position of lobby manager assistant is interesting. I am willing to apply for this position. I only want to manage others, not be managed by others."

Then, Geng Ping'an said something that made all the players turn pale.

This statement definitively confirms that he is an idiot and a madman.

"So, I'd like to ask, when will you step down and make way for me? I've done a good job, and I believe I'm fully qualified to be the lobby manager."

"The title of mere assistant lobby manager is not enough to warrant my attention."

"you wanna die!"

As expected, Geng Ping'an's words thoroughly enraged the lobby manager.

His eyes turned bloodshot, with streaks of white showing and eerie blood vessels.

He clearly showed great mercy and gave the player a chance.

He wanted them to feel at home and contribute to his role as lobby manager.

The person in front of him was even more arrogant than him, and actually set his sights on his position, wanting to get him fired.

If the position of lobby manager has been given to the players, what's the point of having him?

Just let the copy system cancel his account.

However, at this moment, Geng Ping'an has not yet violated any of the restaurant's rules.

The lobby manager could only rage at his incompetence.

I can't make a move against him.

The lobby manager was unusually angry.

Geng Ping'an even had the mood to say sarcastically.

"What, you've already broken down? Your mental fortitude isn't good."

"As a service industry worker, especially someone who represents the entire restaurant, your experience is inadequate and you should receive formal training."

Have you ever heard the saying, "The customer is always right"?

"Now that I, God, have arrived, you should greet me with a smile. No matter what, it's your fault."

"The customer is never wrong. You should try your best to meet even the most unreasonable requests from customers."

"Hmph, you're just a worker, not a customer."

"Therefore, I don't need to serve you at all."

He was mocked by Geng Ping'an, and it's unclear whether it was due to the rules.

The lobby manager was actually having a serious discussion with him about whether he had neglected his duties.

The lobby manager was surprisingly quick-witted.

Geng Pingan smiled.

"Oh, I see. Now I need to order food. I am an employee here during working hours, that's for sure."

"But I haven't officially started working yet. I want to eat. As the lobby manager, you wouldn't make excuses to refuse a customer, would you?"

"Otherwise, you're just afraid, afraid of not serving me, your customer, well."

It was also a pleasant surprise.

Originally, Geng Ping'an had no intention of plotting anything, but he saw the strange, arrogant, and greedy look in its eyes as if it were food.

I just didn't like him, so I found a reason to scold him a few times.

The lobby manager fell for the trap.

Surprisingly, it's actually possible to transfer a position.

After being provoked by his words, Manager Tang, out of spite, surprisingly handed over his own position to him.

He said coldly, "Fine, then you do it. If you don't do it well, I'll eat you alive." (End of Chapter)