Game Invasion: A new term for each level

The dark clouds dispersed, and moonlight shone on the trees in the suburbs.

The wind rustled the leaves, the shade of the trees swayed, and a creepy feeling rose in my heart.

The eerie atmosphere made Yang Hui instinctively wrap his coat tighter around himself.

Orange streetlights flickered sporadically in the cemetery.

Yang Hui could smell the stench of decay even while standing at the east gate.

"This is the east gate of the North City Cemetery. Where is he?"

Yang Hui glanced at his phone again; there were only five minutes left until 1 a.m.

It's several kilometers away from the highway, and you can only get there by taking a back road.

Yang Hui propelled his small electric scooter, using both pushing and pulling, and it took him a lot of effort to get here.

Ignite a source of spiritual nourishment.

He bought this on purpose.

He wanted to turn back along the way, but since he was already there, he still made it to the agreed location.

"There's nobody here. Are they playing a joke on me?"

He looked up and saw the countdown timer clearly visible.

No one would be so crazy as to lure someone to the cemetery entrance in the middle of the night just for fun, right?

Probably not.

A cold wind blew by, rustling the leaves, and Yang Hui shivered.

Or... is the other party not even human?

Sensing something, he looked at the entries on the panel.

[The Master did not speak of strange phenomena, physical prowess, disorder, or spirits]: (Green) Your attacks are somewhat effective against strange things, but they are more likely to attract evil spirits.

Could it really be something that was attracted by his entry?

If the other person appeared in front of him, Yang Hui could still give him two punches.

He was afraid of things that couldn't be seen.

It's easier to see the King of Hell than to deal with his underlings.

Click!

In the quiet night, a strange noise came from the bushes behind me.

"Who!" Yang Hui suddenly turned around and shouted.

There was no sound from deep within the bushes. Yang Hui narrowed his eyes, turned on his phone's flashlight, and reached his other hand behind his back.

The noise grew closer, and Yang Hui's heart pounded with tension. What if a ghost lunged at him?

Right now.

The sound was heard first from the grass.

"Are you the teammate I'm looking for?"

"I almost got lost on this road."

Hearing human voices, Yang Hui inexplicably breathed a sigh of relief. He was really afraid that some ghosts or monsters would come knocking on his door, like Zhou Yan from the previous instance.

The figure gradually emerged from the grass.

He was wearing a hard-shell windbreaker, worn-out work pants, carrying a travel bag, with curly hair on his head and some sweat on his forehead.

Yang Hui waved his phone. "You're the one who contacted me, aren't you?"

"That's right, it's me, A-Juan."

Ah Juan brushed the leaves off her body and pulled the withered grass from her head.

Yang Hui politely replied, "My name is Yang Hui."

Unexpectedly, A-Juan ignored him and walked straight past Yang Hui.

"Let's hurry, it's about to start."

Yang Hui didn't say anything, just put his hands in his pockets and followed A Juan.

creak~

The heavy iron gate was pushed open, revealing a dilapidated red brick wall.

The old, orange streetlights above us flickered, occasionally emitting sparks.

The temperature was indeed low late at night, and A-Juan couldn't help but shiver, hugging her arms as she asked, "Approximately where is the center of the cemetery?"

"Over here."

This is an almost abandoned cemetery, unattended and rarely visited. The people buried here died decades ago.

Because this cemetery was very old and chaotic, and cremation was not common at that time, most people were buried in coffins.

Yang Hui has a good sense of direction, but to say that he could walk the whole way with his eyes closed would be an exaggeration. It's just that he exaggerates some of his own characteristics for work purposes.

He also spent half an hour walking around the cemetery beforehand.

He has a good memory, so leading the way is not difficult for him.

Talking about money right from the start gives the impression of being very scheming, but A-Juan spoke up:

"The game instance will start soon. My level is higher than yours, so you have to listen to everything I say. It's most likely another treasure hunt instance. It was opened once two years ago."

"How much is the payment?" Yang asked.

"Tsk!" Ah Juan couldn't help but purse her lips. "I'll give you three thousand after you pass the game, and another thousand if you perform exceptionally well."

Yang Hui turned her head and tentatively asked, "Isn't it a bit...?"

"Five thousand! Five thousand after completing the game!"

"Then I'm all set. Do you smoke, Brother Juan?"

Yang Hui lit a cigarette for A Juan behind him.

Ah Juan comfortably exhaled a puff of smoke, feeling slightly relieved.

"Sure, you're pretty good at it."

Yang Hui continued to lead the way, and A Juan sneered behind him, cursing inwardly: "Idiot."

You're lucky to have the money but not the life to spend it. Coming to a suburban cemetery in the middle of the night, aren't you afraid I'll dismember you and leave you to rot in the wilderness?

Ah Juan has seen plenty of greedy people; they're like rats in the wilderness.

He is a professional pest control worker who provides door-to-door pest control services.

Ding-dong!

A crisp sound suddenly rang out in the silent night.

Ah Juan looked down and accidentally kicked over an incense burner.

"Damn it! What bad luck!" A-Juan was annoyed and kicked the ball several meters away.

Incense ash was scattered all over the ground.

Still feeling unsatisfied, he stomped on the tombstone twice.

Yang looked back and saw that it was an old woman's grave. The grave was empty, and the only incense burner had been kicked away by A-Juan.

If Yang Hui were buried here, and the only thing he worshipped was kicked away, he might be so angry that he would sit up.

Yang Hui looked up at the sky and said, "We haven't reached the center yet. Shall we go a little further?"

"Pah! Let's go!"

Ah Juan spat fiercely, and for some reason, it actually emitted blue smoke when it landed on the ground.

Yang Hui took in the whole scene and silently led the way.

It wasn't until they reached a grave that he said, "This is it. This area is very large; using this as a center, it's the fastest way to get anywhere."

Yang Hui said, "If we're talking about who's the most special among us, it's probably him."

The incense burners and offerings in front of the tomb were so fresh, it felt like they were being changed every few days, as if someone came to clean them.

Ah Juan carefully looked at the words engraved on the tombstone and unconsciously read aloud: "The tomb of Huang Linfu, may his blessings extend to his descendants and his grace to future generations."

Then he picked up another offering fruit, which looked fresh, took a bite, and tossed it aside.

A-Juan stared silently at the black and white photo on the tombstone, and the more she looked, the more she felt that something was wrong with the person in the photo.

He leaned closer to take a look, and the person in the photo actually glanced at him to the left and smiled.

"Damn it! What the hell!"

A-Juan was startled, and then, as if going mad, kicked over the offering vessels in front of the tombstone.

Yang Hui, with a cigarette dangling from his lips and his hands in his pockets, silently took two steps back.

Unexpectedly, A-Juan fixed her gaze on Yang Hui and shouted, "Was it you who did this?!"

"What the hell?" Yang Hui scratched his head, not knowing what A-Juan was talking about.

Ah Juan took two deep breaths to calm down. "It's okay, it's not your fault."

Just then, a report came from above.

【Ding dong! 】

[Game dungeon open!]

Plant a seed, and a corpse will grow!

[Difficulty of this dungeon: E (Hard)]

[Instance Type: Kill!]

Suitable for levels 1-10

The ghost is coming! Run or kill!

[Remaining time: Until dawn!]

A tall figure stood at the entrance of the cemetery, dressed in a dark, thin shirt and jeans, with sunglasses on his face.

"That kid's pretty fast. Wait until the game instance ends, then we'll let him experience the tricks of the game company."

He lightly touched the ground with his toes and instantly appeared on the tree, tore open a bag of potato chips, and started crunching away.

"He's really unlucky. A killing-type dungeon...wait, what? There's still one person here?"