You made all the streamers on the internet kneel before you when you were asked to make a game.

"Sir, gentlemen, please spare my life!"

The coffin shop owner knelt on the ground, trembling.

He's kicking himself now. If he'd known those scoundrels hadn't left, he would never have dared to come back for his little bit of savings.

"Take all the money, I just beg you gentlemen to have mercy and spare my life!"

The coffin shop owner, tears streaming down his face, shoved the money bag forcefully towards Lu Zhixing's feet.

Lu Zhixing did not pick up the money bag.

He knelt down, helped the coffin shop owner up, and gave him a gentle smile.

"Boss, you've misunderstood. We're not robbers."

The coffin shop owner looked incredulous. "If you're not robbers, why are you surrounding me?"

"We are reasonable people." Lu Zhixing patted the dark ink-colored silk robe he had put on again.

"To be honest, we are friends of the paper craft shop owner. We came to the city this time to discuss a big business deal with him."

The Xuan Shui Mo Silk Robe is a high-grade paper-made protective suit, embroidered with auspicious and longevity patterns in gold thread, clearly not an ordinary item.

The coffin shop owner knew his stuff; his eyes changed the moment he saw this burial garment.

He knew Zhou Bapi, the ruthless man who ran the paper craft shop.

The things that guy makes are famously expensive throughout the town, but they're also famously good.

Those who can afford such top-quality clothing are definitely not ordinary people.

The fear on the coffin shop owner's face was gradually replaced by awe.

"So you're Boss Zhou's distinguished guest! I'm so sorry for not recognizing you!"

Lu Zhixing then learned that the owner of the paper craft shop was surnamed Zhou.

The coffin shop owner quickly got up from the ground and became much more respectful.

"Gentlemen, please feel free to give your orders. As long as I know the answer, I will tell you everything!"

"That's right." Lu Zhixing was very satisfied with his attitude.

The proverb "borrowing the tiger's power" is very effective.

He dared not accept the money casually.

But in this godforsaken place, intelligence is far more valuable than ghost money.

"We're new to Haiwu Town and not very familiar with the place," Lu Zhixing said bluntly.

"Tell us, what are some of the rules we need to be aware of in this town?"

The mention of the word "rules" made the coffin shop owner's already pale face turn even paler.

He glanced instinctively at the thick, impenetrable gray fog outside the door, his voice trembling.

"Sir, you've come to the right person with this question."

"The biggest rule in this Seamist Town is the tides."

"Tides?" Lu Zhixing caught this key word.

"Yes!" The coffin shop owner nodded emphatically. "In Sea Fog Town, the tide rises once every night."

"But this tide is not water."

The coffin shop owner swallowed hard, his voice hushed as if afraid of being overheard.

"It's a Sea Demon!"

"Sea Fiend?" Brother Long was stunned as he heard this from inside the coffin.

"It's the malevolent spirits of those who drowned in the sea, mixed with endless yin energy and resentment, forming a malevolent aura," the coffin shop owner explained.

"At high tide, the sea monster will flood the entire town."

"All living things must hide."

"Hide in a high place, or... hide in a sealed container."

As the coffin shop owner spoke, he pointed to the coffins in his shop.

"Otherwise, they'll be dragged away by those things in the sea and made into snacks."

The coffin shop owner's words sent chills down everyone's spines.

They finally understood that the coffins in this coffin shop were actually used to save lives!

"Then...when will the tide come in?" the experienced driver asked nervously.

The coffin shop owner looked up at the gray sky outside the window and did some calculations.

"Almost there, at most... half an hour more."

Everyone's eyes were instinctively drawn to the crookedly placed coffins in the shop.

Once upon a time, this was something they dreaded most.

But now, it has become the only Noah's Ark.

"Cough...cough cough..."

The berserk dragon brother lying in the coffin was the first to break the silence.

He weakly raised his hand and pointed to the mouth beneath him.

"This...this is mine, no, it's ours."

As he spoke, he glanced at the ghost bride beside him, who was staring at him with empty eyes.

The ghost bride didn't react; she simply tightened her arms around him.

Alright, sons-in-law are treated differently.

The coffin shop owner raised his hand, trembling.

"Sir, I...I need one too. I need one of the coffins in my shop..."

No one cares about him.

Nobody wants to squeeze in with the coffin shop owner.

Lu Zhixing scanned the entire scene. Apart from the one where Brother Long was lying and the one occupied by the coffin shop owner, there were four other empty coffins in the shop.

On their side, there was himself, an experienced driver, a directionally challenged person, and two other surviving players.

There were five people in total.

If two people squeeze in, three coffins are still enough.

but……

Lu Zhixing glanced at the little water ghost girl who was sitting quietly like a little mushroom, hugging her knees and clinging closely to Brother Long's coffin.

Is she also a ghost, and does she also need to avoid the so-called "sea demon"?

"Little sister, you..."

Just as Lu Zhixing was about to ask a question, the little water ghost girl raised her head.

A hint of fear was revealed in those pupil-less eyes, and her body trembled slightly.

She is afraid.

This sea monster is something even ghosts fear.

That means it's not five people, but six "units" that need to be accommodated.

Three coffins, six units, seems just right.

But everyone realized a fatal problem: there weren't enough coffins, so they had to squeeze in.

Moreover, someone has to squeeze in with the little water ghost.

"I have a suggestion."

Lu Zhixing spoke calmly, pointing to the directionally challenged and the experienced driver.

"You two, squeeze in one."

Then the other two surviving players squeezed in a bite.

"Then...and what about you, Master?" the directionally challenged man asked in a low voice.

"Me, and her, one bite." Lu Zhixing pointed to the little water ghost girl.

This statement immediately sparked an explosion of comments on the screen.

[Holy crap! You beast, leader! Let go of that little girl and let me have her!]

【Huh? Did I hear that right? Lying in a coffin with a female ghost?】

[Don't get excited, everyone upstairs. Have you forgotten? When the leader cleared "The Embroidered Shoes" with an A-rank, he seemed to get along well with this little girl, and she didn't seem to have any ill intentions towards him!]

[That makes sense! Is this a hidden perk for first-time clear players?]

[I'm devastated! Brother Long has his wife to die with him, the cult leader has his sister-in-law to die with him, only the directionally challenged guy and the experienced driver, and two other unlucky guys are going to be gay...]

Lu Zhixing didn't care about the reactions of the crowd.

He is simply working towards the optimal solution.

The little girl is small and takes up almost no space.

Moreover, he vaguely felt that the little girl he had seen in "The Embroidered Shoes" might become a variable in the coffin.

A good variable.

Time is tight.

"Quickly! Go inside!" Lu Zhixing shouted in a low voice.

No one dared to delay, and they all climbed toward the coffins they had chosen.

Lu Zhixing picked up the little water ghost girl; her body was ice-cold, as if she had just been pulled out of icy water.

She was very light, like a weightless wisp of mist.

Lu Zhixing held her in his arms, then lay down next to her.

The little girl, nestled in his arms, tilted her head back, looked at him with her empty eyes, and asked innocently.

"Big brother, are you dead too?"

"Not yet," Lu Zhixing replied calmly. "Just need a place to lie down."