The Taoist Boss Is Dominating The Horror World - Chapter 122
Upon seeing the task reminder on the electronic board, the expressions of the players in the wooden house changed slightly, some with a look of confusion and faint unease.
The name “Human Breeding Farm” reminded them of livestock farms.
In the world of horror, humans are the livestock of ghosts, and now that they have arrived here, could it mean…
Players who could rank in the top ten of the horror live streaming room were naturally not foolish.
Qing Li looked at the seven players in the cabin and guessed that the other two, like Bai Jinse, had sold their souls to the ghosts, which is why they were not selected by the live streaming room.
“Let’s introduce ourselves first, I am the third-ranked player in the live streaming room, Zhan Qinghe.”
A man, bundled up in a thick coat, huddled himself. He had a scruffy beard, messy hair, and a cigarette dangling from his lips, unlit. His voice was somewhat hoarse.
“Number 5, Mo Ting.”
The man in a black trench coat exuded a cold and dark aura, hands in his pockets, expressionless.
“Number 9, Su Yin.”
The seductive and sexy Su Yin curled her lips into an enticing smile, her soft body clinging to Mo Ting, tightly wrapping around his arm.
Mo Ting did not dodge, but a trace of helplessness crossed his dark pupils.
“I am the sixth-ranked player, Mu Shuangye.”
This was a female player, her features cold and her face like frost, sitting among the players like a proud snow plum, unattainable.
“Hi, fellow top players, I am Wen Feng, ranked seventh. Please take care of me.”
The boy greeted enthusiastically, his face beaming with a sun-like smile, a bright and cheerful young man.
Next to him sat a petite and cute girl, her eyes moist and pitiable. She spoke in a soft voice, “I am player number 8, Ruan Yuntai.”
“Player number 10, Chen Xing.”
The man sitting opposite Qing Li introduced himself. He was handsome, but his hair was dyed a flashy green, with multiple earrings in both ears and a gold nose ring.
Seeing Qing Li looking at him, he stuck out his tongue at her, making a face.
Only then did Qing Li see the piercing on his tongue.
“Player number 92, Qing Li.”
Qing Li introduced herself briefly.
As she finished speaking, several gazes sized her up.
After all, her reputation had spread among the players. Seeing Qing Li in person, her immature and youthful appearance was quite unexpected.
Qing Li, at the same time, observed the players in front of her.
On their faces, she saw a gloomy air of death.
This meant…
These players had all ultimately become high-quality feed for the breeding farm.
“Bang—”
“Bang—”
“Bang—”
Suddenly, a slow knocking sound came from outside the wooden house, like a dull drum, each strike weighing on the hearts of all the players.
Accompanied by the wooden door slowly opening, a middle-aged woman in a maid’s uniform pushed the door and entered.
This is a human.
She has a gentle smile on her lips and says softly, “It’s late, everyone should rest well!”
There’s an inexplicable affinity about her that makes people feel fond of her.
This reminds Qing Li of the second-ranked player, Bai Jinse, who has the same kind of affinity.
While the other players are stunned, Qing Li’s soft voice asks, “Is my mattress ready? Is the air conditioning set to the right temperature? Is the hot water prepared?”
The middle-aged woman’s smile stiffens slightly, “It’s not ready yet.”
“How can we rest properly if it’s not ready!”
Qing Li raises her voice, seemingly feeling entitled to luxury here.
The middle-aged woman’s eyes flash with murderous intent – this damned livestock dares to yell at her! But remembering the special instructions from above, to carefully and gently care for these high-quality livestock to ensure their meat is juicy and delicious, she suppresses her anger and smiles, “Please wait, I’ll arrange it immediately.”
Qing Li nods in satisfaction, and adds, “Prepare dinner for me too. I haven’t had supper yet, and you brought me here, showing no manners at all.”
Middle-aged woman: (`?´)
Endure.
Seeing that the middle-aged woman seems easy to talk to, the other players start making demands too.
Su Yin requests, “Put some rose petals in my bathtub. I want to take a petal bath.”
Zhan Qinghe, with a cigarette in his mouth, lazily leans on a chair, his voice hoarse, “Haven’t you seen my cigarette getting soaked? Get me a lighter.”
The middle-aged woman’s mouth twitches. Although dressed as a maid, she’s not a maid here.
As a livestock breeder, it’s her first time being mocked and belittled by humans.
“It’s time to rest. Please return to your rooms as instructed. If you don’t obey, you’ll be punished!”
Her smile is forced, her tone dangerous.
“What kind of punishment?”
Chen Xing, with a mysterious smile and a tongue piercing, licks his lips.
The woman’s eyes deepen, squinting as she slowly says, “Disobedient children will be locked in the dark room. There are monsters in there!”
Hearing “monsters,” Qing Li subtly reacts.
Baitu warned her to be careful of Breeding Farm No. 7, full of monsters.
Is the dark room Farm No. 7?
“Boo hoo, you’re so mean, sister. You know I’m scared easily, yet you frighten me. I’m the most obedient kid here.”
Chen Xing stands up first, approaching the middle-aged woman with a charming yet dangerous smile.
His slim, tall figure contrasts with her shorter, bulkier one.
His affectionate, peach-blossom eyes lower as he speaks in a bewitching, soft voice, “Sister, you scared me. To make up for it, how about you sleep with me tonight?”
Su Yin mutters, “So flirty.”
However, the woman hands Chen Xing a key marked No. 1: “This is the key to your room. I’ll find you tonight.”
After all, she can’t ignore requests from premium ingredients. As a top breeder, she must respond!
“Thank you, sister. I’ll be clean and waiting for you tonight!”
Chen Xing’s lips curled into a deeper smile as he twirled a key ring around his index finger, then stylishly turned and left.
Qing Li watched, thinking, “Is that possible?”
Then, she took a photo out of her pocket.
The man in the photo had flawless features, but his perfection was eerie, especially the suture line at the corner of his mouth, giving off a sinister and gloomy feel.
“Big sister, I’m lonely, cold, and restless in my sleep. Only this man can warm my bed and help me sleep peacefully. Can you tie him up and bring him to me?” Qing Li asked with hopeful eyes.
The middle-aged woman couldn’t maintain her smile any longer and coldly spat out a word: “Scram.”
She was done serving this brainless livestock.