The Taoist Boss Is Dominating The Horror World - Chapter 103
“Mr. Sun, don’t just stand there, quickly help them pick up their arm, and your task will be complete,” Qing Li blinked her eyes, urging.
Sun Yihang looked at the limbs scattered on the ground, his forehead vein throbbing.
“May I ask… which one is your arm?” His voice had a barely perceptible choke.
The ghost face quickly replied, “The arm crawling with maggots, that’s mine.”
Sun Yihang looked again at the ground covered with maggot-infested arms, his smile uglier than crying: “Can you be more specific?”
Ghost face: “Specific?”
It paused for a moment, then said, “Specifically, there are thirty-nine thousand eight hundred and fifty-six maggots.”
Sun Yihang: “…”
?Really too specific, can’t get more specific than that.?
?Through the screen, I can feel the sorrow of player number 56.?
?Am I the only one curious if there really are thirty-nine thousand eight hundred and fifty-six maggots??
?Sun Yihang might as well just pick up any arm and pretend it’s the right one.?
Sun Yihang, suppressing his gag reflex, randomly picked up a rotting arm from the ground, with maggots falling off it like snowflakes.
“Is this your arm?” he asked.
He couldn’t possibly find the ghost face’s arm among all the scattered limbs; he had to rely on luck.
After all, these arms all looked the same; he just hoped to bluff his way through.
However, the ghost face on the wall shook its head.
“This arm has too few maggots, and they’re not plump and tender enough. This is certainly not my arm!”
Sun Yihang cursed inwardly, frustrated by the absurdity of maggots being categorized by their plumpness and tenderness.
“What about this one?”
Sun Yihang picked up another arm, this one’s maggots indeed larger and tender, soft and bouncy.
However, the ghost face still shook its head: “This arm is too rotten, I’m not that untidy!”
“…”
Holding the rotting, maggot-infested arm, Sun Yihang looked utterly despondent.
Meanwhile, Qing Li stood by, cheering him on: “Mr. Sun, you can do it, such a simple task, I believe in you.”
The headless little boy, holding his head impatiently, said, “Can you hurry up? Your dawdling is delaying me from finding my mom.”
Hearing the word “simple” from Qing Li’s mouth, Sun Yihang’s nerves, already on the brink of collapse, couldn’t take anymore.
“Simple? If you’re so capable, go help them find it. Don’t stand there talking without feeling the pain,” he said fiercely, his expression ferocious and his eyes bloodshot, even more terrifying than the ghost face.
Qing Li pursed her lips, smiling, “Well then, let me give it a try!”
She approached a ghost face, squinting her eyes, her smile warm, “May I help you?”
The ghost face’s head shook in the wall, leaving a blurry afterimage, screaming in terror, “No need, no need at all.”
Rejected by the ghost face, Qing Li shrugged her shoulders and approached another one.
“May I help you?” she asked again.
The wall suddenly shook, and cement dust fell in a flurry. A blurry human head burst out from the cement wall and disappeared into the corridor with a whoosh.
The ghost face ran away…
Scared away…
Looking at the wall with a football-sized hole, Qing Li fell into deep thought…
The audience in the live broadcast room also fell silent…
[How much psychological trauma has the village girl caused these ghost faces?]
[She seems to have forgotten how the arms of these ghost faces were broken (crying gif.)]
[No way, it’s their own fault for being meddlesome at first.]
[Right, those who provoke first are despicable, I hate these kinds of handsy creatures the most, they deserve it.]
“It’s okay, there are so many ghost faces, I don’t believe they will all reject me.”
Qing Li’s face regained her smile, she is the most popular woman in the horror world.
But as Qing Li’s voice fell.
The walls on both sides of the corridor trembled non-stop as if they had epilepsy.
Large areas of cement crumbled, and the walls cracked with lines.
Rotten human heads, resembling large radishes, were pulled out from the walls. After leaving holes of various depths, they disappeared into the dark night…
Qing Li: (???#)
[After the previous restaurant manager was taken away, another large group of ghosts were sent away in succession.]
[The little village girl doesn’t bring warmth, she sends you away…]
[Hehe, my bed is a bit cold, I wish the village girl would come to warm it up.]
[Wow, that’s a bold idea upstairs!]
[Hehe, as long as you’re brave, even fierce ghosts take maternity leave.]
On the bare wall, only one twisted and distorted ghost face remained.
Undeterred, Qing Li approached the last ghost face and repeated, “Do you need my help?”
The ghost face opened its mouth, and an old, hoarse voice trembled, “Yes, can you help me break this wall?”
System: “Ding, player number 92, please accept the third resident’s request. Failure to accept or complete the task will be deemed a failure, and you will be eliminated on the spot.”
Qing Li smiled and without hesitation said, “Accepted.”
To avoid smashing the ghost’s head into a pulp, Qing Li summoned a small hammer from her space.
“Bang—”
A decisive strike.
The cement wall cracked around the ghost face.
“I’m out, I finally got out, wait for me, brothers… don’t leave me behind… I’m scared!”
An old man’s head with sparse hair broke through the wall and rolled in the direction where the other ghost faces had disappeared…
Qing Li: (?_?)
Fortunately, the task completion notification sounded at the same moment.
“Ding, congratulations to player number 92 for completing a resident’s request. Two tasks remain, please continue to work hard and don’t slack off!”
Sun Yihang didn’t understand why those ghost faces were so afraid of Qing Li. Watching the disappearing ghost faces, he let out a long breath.
Finally, he didn’t have to continue picking up these disgusting arms.
“Master Qing Li, I’m sorry for my impulsiveness just now. Please forgive me, okay?” His tone was full of apologies.
However, Qing Li looked at him with a strange expression.
Sun Yihang suddenly felt a chilling sensation. Had she discovered something?
“Mr. Sun, you failed the task, why weren’t you eliminated?” Qing Li’s tone was cold, her eyes scrutinizing Sun Yihang.
Sun Yihang was stunned: “…”
He had forgotten that in this horror world, players would be eliminated on the spot if they failed to complete the assigned task.
“Maybe… maybe it’s a bug!”
His explanation seemed to question Qing Li’s intelligence.
Qing Li’s eyes narrowed into slits, and as she tilted her head, the small hammer in her hand inexplicably transformed into a large axe.
The sharp blade of the axe was covered in bits of flesh and dripping blood.
“Mr. Sun, why don’t you just confess what your task really is?”
A cold wind carrying bits of snow blew in, causing Qing Li’s hair to dance.
“Drip, drip—”
Drops of blood from the axe fell, standing out starkly in the quiet darkness.