It's time to become an evil god.

Bai Ge seemed to notice the doubt in the other person's eyes and asked, "Do you suspect I have a mental illness?"

Valentine said weakly, his words contradicting his true feelings, "No."

Bai Ge muttered to himself, "Hey, actually, none of this matters."

Valentine's eyes widened, staring at the bottle of paraquat in the other person's hand, and he asked cautiously, "Have you done anything even more inhumane?"

“When I was little, I saw my brother playing with a plane. When I asked him what he was doing, he said he was learning martial arts like Spider-Man. I will never forget the scene when my elementary school homeroom teacher asked who in the class knew martial arts, and then I went up to perform.”

"I remember when scientists announced the Mars travel plan, which was a one-way trip, they needed a pioneer who was willing to selflessly dedicate himself to the development of human science. At that time, I cried and begged to sign up and go."

After a moment of silence, Valentine said in a low voice, "I think it's okay to be unknown, but not to be as shocking as you."

As he spoke, he tentatively took a step back, his vigilance heightened to a fever pitch, contemplating whether to ignore the instance and immediately eliminate the opponent.

However, the next moment, the phone, which had been completely black, flickered, and a black shadow appeared on the screen. A hoarse, low, stiff voice came from the phone.

It was as if a dead body was speaking.

"Hello, welcome to the new streamers of Death Live Room. I'd like to play a game with you."

Chapter 145 Are you fucking insane?!

Bai Ge and Valentine both looked at the phone in front of them. Valentine almost instantly released the [Capacitive Encoding Eye] item, trying to find the person hiding behind the scenes through the dilapidated electronic device in front of him. However, after releasing the item, it was as if the object had disappeared into thin air, without any response.

"impossible."

Valentine frowned. His [Capacitive Encoding Eye] scanned the phone; it should have displayed a data stream with the direction and source of the data. However, this time, there was nothing. A sense of unease crept in. He rested his chin on his hand and analyzed, "Wait, why is this phone, a product of electronic technology, completely unaffected?"

Bai Ge leaned closer to examine it carefully for a while, then turned around and said seriously, "Of course, it's because the phone is out of battery."

He ignored Valentine and turned to the dark figure on the screen, asking, "What exactly do you want us to do?"

"Death Livestream Competition: Pick up your phones and head to the livestream location hidden inside this building. From the moment you step out of this door, only the hidden livestream room is safe. For the rest of the journey, good luck."

Valentine and Bai Ge exchanged a glance and simultaneously opened the taskbar, which indeed showed that items and skills could not be used. Now they could only rely on their brains and two legs to get through the level.

With a click, the dungeon protection period expired, and the door slowly opened a crack, revealing a deep and narrow corridor. A pungent smell of disinfectant emanated from it, and the walls on both sides were covered with white tiles. It was deserted and quiet, looking no different from a hospital after the lights were turned off.

The two picked up their phones from the table. Valentine glanced at Bai Ge, but instead of rushing out, he wanted to see what Bai Ge was up to. He saw Bai Ge dash out and disappear into the depths of the corridor in the blink of an eye.

"Isn't this guy afraid of dying?"

Valentine paused for a moment, then a wicked smile crept across his lips. "It would be best if those monsters inside took care of him first, then I'd be safe."

However, the next moment, a cold hand patted Valentine's shoulder, and a pungent smell of decay emanated from behind him.

Valentine slowly turned his head, and he finally understood why this guy could run faster than a rabbit.

A rotting, horrifying face approached him, and a bluish-purple tongue licked his cheek lightly.

Slurp.

"Grass!"

Bai Ge, rushing to the front of the corridor, looked at the countdown on his phone. Having experienced so many missions before, he knew the system's tricks inside and out. This mission would definitely become increasingly difficult the longer it dragged on. Therefore, he could only race against time to reach the live stream room as quickly as possible.

The light from the phone barely illuminated the dimly lit hospital. Although map reminders appeared from time to time in the corridors, it was still easy to accidentally wander off. With skills and items disabled, one could only rely on either a superior intellect or well-developed limbs.

However, Bai Ge quickly stopped in his tracks. A filthy, blackened bathtub lay across the middle of the corridor, filled with bloody water, its surface constantly rippling with dirty fluid.

Darkened blood dripped down the edge of the bathtub, forming a small pool of blood on the floor.

In a large bathtub slowly filled with blood,

A large clump of black, foul-smelling dead human hair floated and undulated in the overflowing blood-filled bathtub, so densely packed it looked as if an entire tub of hair had been shed.

The temperature in the corridor plummeted, and it seemed to transform into a morgue in an instant.

With all items and skills sealed away, the biting cold made people shiver involuntarily, and even their breath was just white vapor.

Bai Ge searched his entire body, and seemingly out of pity, the system pulled out a prop that looked like a nuclear-powered lighter from his pocket.

In the darkness, one could almost hear the sound of blood churning in the bathtub.

Bai Ge quickly pulled out a lighter, and a flame rose, dispelling the surrounding darkness. Just as the light came on, ripples began to appear in the bathtub. A swollen, pale dead face stared at a clump of blackened, foul-smelling dead hair, slowly emerging from the blood. Its pure white pupils were fixed on its prey, and a terrifying, chilling smile appeared on its lips.

A bloodshot hand emerged from inside, its sharp nails gripping the edge of the bathtub, leaving scratches on the pristine white surface.

The eerie and sinister corridor of desire, the blood-soaked bathtub that appeared out of nowhere, and the dead head that emerged from the bathtub—if it were any other player with insufficient mental fortitude, they might have been so frightened that they lost their composure and were unable to think straight.

However, there was no fear in Bai Ge's eyes as he scanned the surroundings of the corridor. The words "Operating Room" on the left caught his attention.

Without saying a word, Bai Ge rushed into the operating room. It looked as if a horrific massacre had just taken place inside. The operating lights above were still flashing, and the walls were covered in gruesome blood. Bai Ge rummaged through the room and found the essential defibrillator. After confirming that it was working properly, he dragged it into the corridor.

One after another, bizarre and malevolent ghosts emerged from the bottom of the bathtub, their bodies entirely dark red, their black hair, which emitted a foul odor, wet and sticky.

Having endured the torment of previous dungeons, Bai Ge was already indifferent to this kind of situation.

Even without any props, the skilled and daring individual rushed forward and, before the vengeful ghost had fully emerged from the bathtub, threw the defibrillator directly into the bloody water.

The calm blood instantly splattered with sparks, arcs of electricity crackled, and the water surface crackled as it became conductive. The vengeful ghost froze, unable to move. Finally, with a loud crack, the female ghost was frozen in place.

"A good opportunity."

A normal person in this situation would try to escape immediately, but Bai Ge did not do that. He grabbed the surgical scissors and pressed the female ghost's head firmly into the bathtub, leaving only a tangled mess of long black hair on the surface of the water.

Without saying a word, he quickly slashed at her head with the scissors, saying seriously, "Don't move, I'm done, just bear with it."

Bai Ge cleanly and decisively cut off her thick, long hair.

Just a few seconds later, the head that was originally covered with black, smelly hair was pulled out to the size of a rice bowl, and transformed into a bald head resembling that of a strong man.

After finishing, Bai Ge left a note on the female ghost, patted her on the shoulder, and said seriously, "You've been enhanced, hurry up and go."

……

Valentine ran breathlessly to the middle of the corridor, barely managing to shake off the ghostly female ghost behind him, nearly losing his life in the process.

He was completely careless in this mission. He didn't even consider that the mission had a time limit. If he hadn't set up a trap to escape the pursuit, probably only the other party would have made it to the live broadcast room alive.

"Damn it."

Valentine's clown mask was cracked and broken in many places. This mask was different from props and skills; it was an ancient and sinister object created by a Venetian alchemist using the faces of living people. It could exert effects similar to props, but it did not fall within the scope of props.

However, these items are mostly only good for survival and have little to no offensive power. Furthermore, the system adjusts the difficulty level once someone carries such an item; this is why a vengeful ghost is often the first target of an attack.

After cursing and swearing, Valentine had fallen far behind Bai Ge after shaking off the vengeful spirit, and he unconsciously quickened his pace. Since the other party had scouted the path first, at least they were in a safe situation for now.

If it weren't safe, he should already be able to see Bai Ge's body.

Valentine stopped in his tracks, his path blocked by the eerie bathtub in the middle of the corridor.

There was also a monster standing slowly in the bathtub, preparing to slowly crawl out of it; all the fear was swept away by the bizarre Mediterranean hairstyle on its head.

What's even more outrageous is that there was a note stuck to its chest.

"Please remember to give it a five-star review when you pass by."

Even the most shrewd and composed Valentine couldn't hold back any longer and blurted out, "Are you fucking insane?!"

Chapter 146 I'm a Professional at Selling Goods in the Underworld

Bai Ge was the first to cross the treacherous corridor and reach the room at the end of it. Upon opening the door, a musty smell wafted out.

A dusty room appeared before Bai Ge, looking like a gloomy house that hadn't been entered for a long time.

The room is filled with live-streaming equipment and other miscellaneous items, including a coffin with the character "福" (fortune) carved on it, a coffin covered in scratches, an exquisite white porcelain urn, a shroud hanging on a shelf fluttering in the wind, and walls blackened from splattered blood.

Just then, the door behind him was suddenly flung open with a bang, and Valentine, covered in blood, stumbled in, looking as if he had just crawled out of a pool of blood. His expression was one of terror and unease, as if something was chasing him.

He suddenly braced himself against the door, shouting frantically, "Quick, quick, come help me! That monstrous thing is coming in!"

Several pale fingers emerged from the crack in the door behind him; the thing chasing Valentine seemed to want to widen the gap and get in from the outside.

Without a word, Bai Ge rushed forward. He grabbed the urn from the ground and put it on the eerie head before it could crawl in.

Then he picked up the large hammer from the ground, raised it high, and smashed it down on the monster's head.

"and many more."

Valentine suddenly shouted, stopping Bai Ge's actions.

Bai Ge looked at the other person with a puzzled expression and asked, "Do you want it to come in?"

"Do you have some serious illness?"

Valentine cursed through gritted teeth, "You're aiming the fuck at my head."

At this moment, the monster at the door seemed to receive some command and instantly retreated back into the corridor. The two of them took this opportunity to lock the door.

Valentine leaned against the door, panting heavily. He struggled to his feet, his gaze sweeping over the house before him. "This is the mission location? The bloodstains on the walls are just too much..."

"Yes."

Bai Ge stared at the blood-splattered wall and analyzed seriously, "This person's hemorrhoids are quite severe; they've almost sprayed blood all over half the wall."

"and."

Bai Ge frowned, his mind racing with speculation, and said, "Does this mean I have to do live-streaming sales? Or will I be eliminated if I don't meet the targets? Judging from the blood on it, it must have been left by sellers in previous live-streaming rooms who didn't meet the targets, right? They were so angry with the product sellers that they were assaulted because they couldn't sell enough products?"

"..."

Valentine took a few deep breaths. He was now certain that the other person was definitely a living, breathing lunatic.

When dealing with someone who doesn't play by the rules, Valentine's methods all failed.

The walls were still covered with a thousand traces of blood.

Valentine stared at the writing on the wall and asked, "What does 'one thousand' mean?"

Bai Ge instantly had a look of sudden realization. "Does that mean you have to sell a thousand items to pass?"

"Sizzle".

The phone in my hand instantly became hot, and the screen, which had been off, lit up, displaying the outline of a dark figure. A sinister voice came from behind it, "Welcome to the live-streaming sales event, hosts of the Death Live Room. As you can see, I will randomly select products for you to sell during the live stream. If you don't achieve a sales target of one thousand, you've already seen what happened to the other hosts."

Valentine swallowed hard. His skill bar was locked, so there was no chance of winning in a head-on confrontation. The only way was to play by the rules.

Bai Ge pressed the spinning wheel on his phone screen, and the pointer started to spin, eventually stopping on the urn and coffin.

His expression froze instantly. "Selling urns, paper figures, and coffins?"

Valentine's face instantly revealed a gloating expression; there was no way this could be sold!