I Play the Horror World as a Simulation Game

This time, the pressure from Room 301 was noticeably less.

As Qin Nuo opened the door and entered, the child was already there waiting, his dark eyes filled with excitement: "Brother, you finally came. I have something to show you, don't be surprised!"

"What is it?" Qin Nuo ignored Zhang Ya's unsettling gaze and asked.

The child handed over a game console.

Qin Nuo took a look and finally understood, feeling a bit embarrassed.

It turned out this little ghost had cleared the sixth level.

After dying over a thousand times, the little ghost finally passed the level!

Although his gaming talent was extremely poor, it was indeed something worth celebrating.

"Impressive, right?" The child grinned, revealing a smile that was three parts innocent and seven parts horrifying.

"The next level requires some skill. I'll teach you some simple moves first. Once you get the hang of it, it'll be easy to clear." Qin Nuo said.

He spoke lightly, but ten minutes later, Qin Nuo's brow furrowed tightly.

Because the child's gameplay was truly suffocating!

This little ghost, not only simple-minded, seemed to turn into an idiot once he touched the game.

At one point, Qin Nuo specifically reminded him not to jump there, but after dying once, it was as if he lost his memory and foolishly jumped there again.

Suppressing his irritation, Qin Nuo smiled and pointed: "This spot, don't jump next time, okay?"

"Okay."

"Did you really remember?"

"Remembered."

Ten seconds later, the little character was hit by an apple at the same spot.

And this spot had already caused 44 deaths!

The child said in confusion, "Why did I die again? Brother, your teaching isn't working!"

Qin Nuo's face twitched. If he could beat this little ghost, he really wanted to smash the game console and then slap him with a slipper.

Damn it, I've told you 45 times not to jump there, are you deaf?

"No worries, take your time. You've at least made progress, you'll clear it soon. You keep playing, I have something to do."

Feeling that staying any longer would break his own defenses, Qin Nuo found an excuse and slipped away.

Encouraged, the little ghost's confidence soared and he continued to click restart.

Holding a mop, Qin Nuo went to the balcony where the Old Man, as usual, was sitting with his legs crossed, looking at something.

The newspaper that was on the table yesterday was gone.

Qin Nuo had a hunch, did a quick clean of the bathroom, and walked over with a smile: "Old Man, yesterday's newspaper was quite refreshing, wasn't it?" Ꞧ

The Old Man's expression was indifferent, he coughed lightly and said nonchalantly, "It was okay, but newspapers aren't to my taste anymore."

"What do you mean?"

Qin Nuo was taken aback and suddenly realized that today the Old Man was holding not a newspaper, but a magazine.

A magazine... featuring the weekly selection of the best sexy women!

The cover was full of bikini-clad model beauties!

Damn, this Old Man may be old, but his heart isn't!

At his age, instead of enjoying retirement, he's still straining himself?

The Old Man, unashamed, turned another page, engrossed, and continued shaking his foot, muttering to himself: "This book is nice, but there's only one, reading it over and over gets a bit dull."

Qin Nuo thought to himself, this isn't a hint, it's a blatant statement.

But this made things much simpler. The Old Man accepting his stuff meant their relationship could be improved.

Entering the System's marketplace, Qin Nuo spent 50 Ghost Currency to buy ten collector's edition girl photo magazines and placed them on the table, somewhat troubled.

"Old Man, I accidentally bought too many study materials, they're just taking up space, why not use them to prop up the table?"

"Of course, if you're interested, feel free to take a look. They're just a set of non-nutritious study materials anyway."

The Old Man glanced at them, his expression unchanged, and said, "Alright, just leave them there."

"Angel's Kiss: You've gained +140 favorability with the bored old man in Room 301, rewarded with +200 Ghost Currency!"

Qin Nuo thought, this Old Man really cares about appearances, but his favorability has already betrayed him. A set of magazines and he's probably over the moon inside.

"Well, Old Man, I won't disturb your studies, I'll head in first." Qin Nuo said, entering the room.

With the child and the Old Man's favorability secured, Zhang Ya should restrain herself now, right?

Inside the room, the child's game progress was still stagnant, and Qin Nuo didn't want to continue guiding him, fearing for his own heart.

The caregiver's job wasn't difficult, the main focus was tonight's action.

Only one oil lamp left.

With a White Shadow that wasn't afraid of the oil lamp added to the night, the danger level of night actions had increased significantly.

The cards he could rely on were dwindling.

"If only there was a bodyguard to ensure my safety during night actions, it would definitely be twice the result with half the effort."

Qin Nuo muttered to himself, suddenly realizing something.

Bodyguards, weren't there three right in this room?

The three patients in Room 301 were all Horror Level ghosts, not necessarily afraid of the White Shadow in the night. If he could take them along at night, the sense of security would be overwhelming, unmatched by the Blood-Eyed Ghost!

However, while the idea was good, it wasn't very realistic.

Zhang Ya would love to see him dead, asking her was akin to courting death.

The Old Man on the balcony had just gained a bit of favorability, asking for his help now might be difficult.

After thinking it over, the child on the bed seemed the most feasible.

However, this little ghost was very clever outside of games, and crafty, not easy to fool.

Qin Nuo returned to the child's side, looking at the game screen, unsurprisingly witnessing the 89th death.

Unnaturally, he started, "Brother, can I ask you something?"

Hearing this address, the child was very happy, cheerfully asking, "What is it, just say it, brother!"

"Can you leave the ward during the day?"

"I can, but the nun has rules, getting caught has severe consequences." The child said.

"What about at night?"

The child thought for a moment and said, "I can leave too, but not for long, there's a set time to sleep."

Hearing he could leave, Qin Nuo's face lit up with joy, smiling as he said, "Want to come out tonight? I'll take you to play!"

"Play what?"

"Something even more fun than games!" Qin Nuo continued to coax.

The child's eyes lit up, about to speak, but then hesitated, snorting, "You're trying to trick me, you must have bad intentions taking me out!"

This little ghost indeed couldn't be fooled, possessing a maturity beyond his years.

"Alright, I do have something I need your help with, I'll be straightforward."

"Last night I got beaten up by someone, I want you to help me get back at them." Qin Nuo said.

"Brother got beaten up, it's not too much for me to stand up for you, right?"

The child tilted his head, thinking it seemed reasonable.

"I can help you, but help me clear the level."

"Ha, thought it was something big, that's a small matter." Qin Nuo said, taking the game console.

"Help me by teaching, let me clear the level." The child added.

Damn, that's a tall order!

The child blinked and asked, "Didn't you say I made great progress? Why are you hesitating?"

Qin Nuo checked the time, half an hour of free time left, and reluctantly nodded, "Alright, let's start!"

Half an hour later.

The child cheered loudly, excitedly laughing, "Yay! I'm amazing, cleared two levels today!"

Qin Nuo leaned against the side, sweating profusely, the child's miraculous gameplay in that half hour nearly drove him insane.

Truly, teaching the apprentice starves the master!

"What about our agreement?" Qin Nuo wiped his sweat and asked.

The child turned, ran to the bedside table, took out a children's alarm clock, and handed it to Qin Nuo, saying, "Set a time, when it rings tonight, I'll come."

"But at the set time, I have to go back to sleep, staying up late is bad."

Qin Nuo nodded, "Staying up late is indeed bad, how about we pull an all-nighter?"

The child rolled his eyes.

"Kid, can't you see such an obvious trick?"

"At night, many things are taboo."

Zhang Ya, with her painted eyebrows, suddenly spoke, nonchalantly.

The child made a face at her, "Mind your own business, my brother's matters are my matters!"

"Such an innocent little cutie, helping count money after being sold." Zhang Ya laughed.

Qin Nuo said, "Say what you will, I've never intended to harm anyone."

His words were indeed coaxing, but he never intended to harm the child. If the child couldn't handle the White Shadow, then at worst, the two brothers would just run together!

The Old Man, rarely, came in from outside, rubbing his back as if tired from sitting, and sat by the bed.

Qin Nuo looked at him, silent.

The Old Man wouldn't come in for no reason, he must have something to say.

Sure enough, the Old Man smiled and beckoned Qin Nuo over.

"Old Man, do you need my help? Is your back sore? Let me give you a massage!" Qin Nuo hurried over, appearing very eager to help.

The Old Man didn't answer, instead asking, "Are you in trouble?"

Qin Nuo shook his head nonchalantly, "Just a small matter, Old Man, don't worry. You're getting on in years, worrying about my matters and tiring yourself out, I'd feel guilty!"

Zhang Ya slightly frowned.

Her eyes showed coldness and disgust.

She thought green tea behavior was only in women.

Now it seems, men can be even more disgusting when they're green tea!

Qin Nuo's full display of tea art naturally won the Old Man's favor, who stroked his beard and smiled, "The more I look at you, the more pleasing you are!"

"But my old bones aren't good for going out, take this."

A wine flask was handed over, looking aged, and when opened, the smell of alcohol was strong.

"Old Man, I don't drink." Qin Nuo said, screwing the cap back on.

"Just take it, you'll find it useful." The Old Man said lightly, then rubbed his back and went out, continuing to engross himself in his magazine.

Qin Nuo's eyes lit up, putting it away.

If the Old Man said so, it must have its use.

This way, tonight's action was much more secure.

This is the benefit of building relationships!

From the Bloodstained Apartment, it was clear that another essence of this game was that some ghosts in the instance were no different from humans. As long as you grasp their thoughts and gain favorability, you'll find that these relationships are often more useful than the items in your hand!

"If there's nothing else, I'll be going."

Qin Nuo looked at the child playing the game, "Brother, see you tonight."

The child was already engrossed in the next level, just nodding.

For a long time, the hazy white mist on the horizon began to turn yellow.

At six o'clock, Qin Nuo went to the lobby downstairs to receive the reward from the nun.

Now, Qin Nuo could basically get the best evaluation and receive the optimal daily wage.

Besides Ghost Currency and physical items, this time it wasn't a white candle, but an oil lamp!

Fallen Angel's Oil Lamp?

Qin Nuo was taken aback.

Turning his head, he saw Lan Yan and the blond man also received an oil lamp each.

Except for them, everyone else got white candles.

In an instant, the three of them understood.

This was a benefit from making a breakthrough in the main quest.

"Just when I was worried about not having an oil lamp, it came, this game isn't completely inhumane." Lan Yan couldn't help but laugh.

"The oil lamp only makes it easier for us to move, it's lost its protective nature, no need to be happy." The blond man said.

"The White Shadow was attracted by a big commotion, there's some logic to it. If we move quietly, we might be safe." Lan Yan speculated.

The blond man looked at him as if he were an idiot, "You're talking logic with a horror game? How adorably naive!"

With that, he shook his head and left.

Lan Yan looked at Qin Nuo in confusion, "Was there something wrong with what I said?"

"No, you didn't hear the compliment in his latter half?" Qin Nuo smiled and left as well.

Time ticked away.

The sunset gradually faded.

Darkness descended step by step.

"Stumbling through the silence, suddenly seeing a flickering light..."

In the dim room, Qin Nuo sang, skillfully lighting the oil lamp, the warm glow illuminating the room.

Qin Nuo glanced out the window, took off his caregiver uniform, changed into more convenient clothes, and opened the door with the oil lamp in hand.

In the silent corridor, Qin Nuo crouched down and placed a children's alarm clock on the cold floor.

The ticking of the second hand echoed in the corridor, sounding ethereal and eerie, scaring the other players in the rooms trying to sleep.

Qin Nuo stood up, calmly muttering to himself, "The little brat better come..."