I Play the Horror World as a Simulation Game

The head rolled on the ground, staring with blood-red eyes at the little girl, its voice almost a roar.

"Little brat, today you must die!!"

Crash!!

As soon as the words fell.

A dull thud erupted in the restaurant, and immediately, the ceiling began to shake, countless cracks appeared, and plaster fell in chunks.

All the guests looked terrified, quickly standing up to leave the restaurant.

The guests from the second floor were coming down!

The half-faced ghost wasn't joking; it indeed knew the guests from the second floor.

And their status was extremely high!

At the staircase leading to the second floor, a thick ghost aura emerged, and the handrails visibly corroded, clearly indicating that something terrifying was coming down.

Qin Nuo was stunned.

What kind of monsters were these second-floor guests?

Did they need such a grand entrance just to come downstairs?

"Huang Liang, I was just having a meal, and you've brought me trouble again?"

A voice echoed in the first-floor restaurant.

"I just ordered a dish, but this rat wouldn't make it, and this little brat stole my ingredients and destroyed my body!"

The faceless ghost seemed very afraid of the ghost from the second floor, speaking in a panic, trying to appear innocent.

The black aura in the hallway remained silent.

In the restaurant, all the guests held their breath, not daring to make a sound.

They looked at the black aura with fear and humility.

Qin Nuo had seen this look before.

Just like when Wang Yang looked at them.

Soon.

The ghost from the second floor seemed to have made a decision, speaking in a hoarse voice: "This is the last time I'll stand up for you, there won't be a next time."

As the voice fell, a withered large hand reached directly for the little girl!

Crash!

The chair and table where the little girl was sitting flew out.

All the guests almost witnessed the scene of the girl being crushed into a pulp.

However, in the next second, the hand recoiled as if electrocuted!

A figure had appeared in front of the little girl at some unknown time.

Wrapped in bandages from head to toe, wearing a suit, exuding an eerie ghost aura.

"Miss, are you alright?" the suited bandage ghost asked.

The ghost from the second floor suddenly realized something, its voice low and tinged with fear: "Who are you people?"

The little girl ignored her, holding a baby, and smiled, "I'll call you Little One from now on, okay? Come home with sister, there's a big sister waiting too!"

The disregard made the ghost from the second floor even more apprehensive, continuing to speak: "I won't interfere in your matters, I apologize for the earlier offense!"

"I'll leave right away!"

With that, the black aura rapidly dissipated, and the ghost from the second floor retreated upstairs as if fleeing.

The little girl gestured to the suited bandage ghost, who then walked towards the staircase and went up to the second floor.

"See you next time, big brother."

The little girl winked at Qin Nuo.

The faceless ghost, now just a head on the ground, looked at the little girl in horror: "You..."

Before it could finish speaking, the little girl stomped down, and the head exploded like a rotten watermelon, scattering debris everywhere.

"Welcome next time."

After the little girl left, the atmosphere in the restaurant still hadn't eased.

The guests all looked towards the staircase leading to the second floor.

Soon, the suited bandage ghost came down the stairs, holding a bloody, lifeless head, clearly belonging to the ghost from the second floor.

As it descended, only its footsteps echoed in the restaurant, and the guests kept their distance.

As it passed Qin Nuo, the suited bandage ghost suddenly stopped and handed a card to Qin Nuo.

"The miss said you can come here if you need anything."

Qin Nuo took the card, which bore a black and gold rose, both enchanting and ghostly!

Below was an address, and nothing else.

When he looked up again, the suited bandage ghost had vanished.

The restaurant seemed accustomed to such occurrences, quickly returning to normal, and the guests resumed their meals as if nothing had happened.

"Qin Nuo, are you alright?" Liu Jiaqi hurried over, grabbing Qin Nuo and asking worriedly.

"Just a small scene, did you see me panic?"

"But, your pants are wet..."

"That's just some soup I accidentally spilled."

Soon, the closing bell rang.

The restaurant guests gradually stood up and left the restaurant one after another.

Once the restaurant was quiet, Pinocchio clattered into the restaurant.

First, it evaluated Liu Jiaqi's performance today, then awarded her two 100 ghost currency notes.

Then, it turned to Qin Nuo: "Your performance today was poor, no rewards for you."

"And, because of you, the restaurant suffered some losses, so you'll face appropriate punishment!"

Hearing this, Qin Nuo's face darkened.

No rewards was one thing.

But punishment?

"The guests at the first table were satisfied with my dish," Qin Nuo said coldly.

"But your performance at the second table was terrible," Pinocchio replied.

"That ghost never intended to eat my dish; it wanted to eat me."

"So no matter how well I cooked, it wouldn't be satisfied!" Qin Nuo argued.

"Regardless, you caused the restaurant losses. Tomorrow, I'll announce your punishment. Go home and rest well!"

With that, Pinocchio left, but not before leaving a parting remark at the corner.

"Also, remember you're an employee of the restaurant, just a rat, know your place!"

The last sentence carried a clear warning.

Qin Nuo's face remained sullen, saying nothing, but feeling extremely frustrated inside.

Damn it!

One day, when I have the means, I'll buy this restaurant and chop you down, Pinocchio, for firewood!

"Qin Nuo, cheer up, I'll treat you to something today, eat whatever you want," Liu Jiaqi said, holding two ghost currency notes, trying to cheer Qin Nuo up.

Qin Nuo waved his hand: "No need for you to treat, someone else will."

Liu Jiaqi was puzzled.

Besides the two of them, who else was there?

Qin Nuo walked out of the restaurant and headed straight for the vending machine in the hallway.

Last time, it was sawed all over by Qin Nuo's chainsaw, and now, patched up, there were almost no traces of damage.

However—

Qin Nuo approached without a word, pulled out the Bone-Crushing Hammer, and started smashing it wildly.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Glass shattered, metal dented, fragments scattered!

The vending machine ghost roared in anger: "Damn it, what did I do to provoke you again, which nerve did I hit wrong?!"

"You didn't provoke me, I'm just in a bad mood, and I need to vent."

"Old buddy, thanks!"

With that, Qin Nuo continued to smash, releasing all his pent-up frustration.

"Screw you! Why should I care if you're in a bad mood?"

"Brat, don't think I'm easy to bully, if you don't stop, I won't be polite!"

The vending machine ghost tried to fight back but was kicked back into the corner by Qin Nuo, obediently taking the beating.

"This human, his ghost power has increased again!" the vending machine ghost was shocked to find it was no match for Qin Nuo anymore.

Facing Qin Nuo's destruction of its body, the vending machine ghost was both angry and frustrated.

In just a few days, the tables had turned!

Who would have thought, just three days ago, the vending machine ghost could still toy with Qin Nuo like a rat!

After a while.

Having vented, Qin Nuo felt much better, put away the Bone-Crushing Hammer, sat on the ground, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Patting the battered vending machine, he said, "My hand's sore from smashing, give me a bottle of water, my throat's dry!"

The vending machine ghost nearly went crazy at this.

Ah!!

This is just too much bullying of a ghost!!