The lights in the lounge were bright. Lin Qiuhan didn't turn off the lights. After eating some cakes in the cabinet to satisfy his hunger, he found a bed to rest.
There were three strange security guards at the door, who were on duty conscientiously. Lin Qiuhan relaxed his tense heartstrings a little, closed his eyes, and the fatigue of running around all day came to his mind, and he fell asleep immediately.
"She has such a big heart. She can even fall asleep while talking about rules and weird stories. Aren't she afraid of dying in her sleep?"
"Oh, this is called being smart and brave. The rules don't say you can't sleep. If you don't rest now, how can you deal with the crisis in the morning?"
"really!"
The strange talk of rules has a strange power. In the live broadcast room, the languages of all countries can communicate with each other without the need for translation, including the words spoken by the Chosen One himself.
Since other chosen ones died prematurely, audiences from all over the world rushed into the Daxia live broadcast room to watch the fun.
Although when this copy is over, their country will suffer strange consequences due to the failure of the game, but until then, they still have to watch it to have fun.
What if Daxia loses too?
This is joy in suffering!
While watching the live broadcast, many people secretly cursed Daxia for losing together.
If I lose, you have to lose. If I win, you can't win!
This is the attitude of Western countries.
To their dismay, tonight is Christmas Eve.
After a peaceful night, the sun rose in the east, and bits of sunlight poured into the room through the window, waking up Lin Qiuhan who was sleeping soundly.
Thumb thump thump——
Whether it was a coincidence or an intentional arrangement, the moment Lin Qiuhan opened his eyes, there was a knock on the door.
She turned her head and looked at the clock on the white wall, her eyes flashing slightly.
It's 7:50 in the morning, the night has passed, and the person knocking on the door now should be the waiter who delivers the food.
"My dear lady, would you like to eat?"
A strange security guard opened the door, stood there respectfully, and asked sideways.
Lin Qiuhan nodded. According to her speculation, the waiter was a person who must be contacted, and she had to test whether she could get "reward" from him for leaving the hotel.
She stared and saw a fourth person appeared at the door, wearing a white shirt and black vest, a standard waiter outfit.
The waiter was pushing the dining cart and kept looking at the three security guards with surprise in his eyes.
He really didn't understand why these three-headed spooks came to serve as human bodyguards...
Normally, shouldn't there be only humans in the room?
After getting Lin Qiuhan's consent, the security guard chose to let him go and let the waiter push the dining cart into the room.
The waiter had a kind smile on his face. He came to Lin Qiuhan, neatly took out the food from the dining car and placed it on the table.
"have a good meal."
After taking breakfast, the waiter had no intention of staying and turned around to leave.
Lin Qiuhan narrowed his eyes and felt something was wrong, but he still called the waiter.
"Is there anything else you can do?"
There was no trace of blood on the waiter's pale face. He looked like a dead corpse, one that had been dead for at least seven or eight days.
After being stopped by Lin Qiuhan, the smile on his face seemed to become even warmer.
"Due to some changes, I am now unable to pay for accommodation in the Changmian Hotel. I wonder if there are any other alternatives?"
Lin Qiuhan thought for a while and boldly chose to get straight to the point.
"Of course there is." The waiter smiled faintly, and his smile became brighter, but what he said made people shudder: "I happen to be short of a high-quality human skin. If you can peel off your own skin and exchange it with me, I’d like to pay for your stay.”
"..."
Lin Qiuhan's eyelids twitched.
She was indeed right. The waiter could get accommodation fees, but the price he had to pay was unacceptable.
Now when I look back at Rule 8, it suddenly seems a bit scary.
Are the waiters who come to deliver food...really all "good people"?
I'm afraid that good people are fake, and evil deceit is true!
"Damn, rule 8 is fake, but it's not that fake. If you want to clear the dungeon, you really have to meet the waiter's requirements!"
"It's a pity, it's still the same problem. If there are other chosen ones who survive, they can exchange the skins of the weak ones."
American experts gloated.
"If it hadn't been for luck that there were three more tricksters acting as security guards for no apparent reason, I'm afraid this waiter would have forced the transaction!"
The British expert lasts a last hit.
What they said was correct. The waiter was indeed afraid of the three-headed security guards and did not choose to take action directly.
The atmosphere in the room instantly became extremely solemn, and the waiter's smile was full of magic. Lin Qiuhan was disturbed by his thoughts and couldn't think of a way to break the situation.
Is it true that the copy of Changmian Hotel cannot be completed by one person?
She was silent, but unwilling to give up.
Feeling her mother's struggle, Lin Changqing raised her hairless brows in surprise, and said with a smile: "It seems that my mother still doesn't know how strong her son is."
"Do you still need to use your brain to think about this kind of problem?"
"This waiter has something good, why would you exchange it with him and just rob him?"
"After looting, we have everything."
Lin Changqing's main idea is simple and crude!
If your strength is already crushed, why do you still need to use your brain?
too tired.
He gently moved his fingers, and in a blink of an eye, the three security guards outside the room seemed to have received some instructions and strode in. The leader grabbed the waiter and lifted him up like a chicken, condescendingly.
"Hand over everything that needs to be handed over. My master doesn't want to talk nonsense with you."
"Either hand it over now, or we can search for him after he dies."
With Lin Changqing in charge, the humanoid security guard was so confident that he would not show any timidity even if the opponent was stronger than him.
Doubts flashed in the waiter's eyes. He still doesn't understand why the ghosts in the hotel help humans.
but...
No matter what the reason is, if you dare to offend Him, you will die!
Gui is no exception!
"Have you...lived enough?"
His tone suddenly turned a hundred degrees colder, and the terrifying ghost energy steamed up from his body, exuding an astonishing sense of oppression.
This waiter's trick is approaching the level of evil, and it is only one step away from breaking through the big trick!
In other words, the three-headed security guard may not be his opponent!
The situation suddenly changed and the situation in the room suddenly became dangerous.
The three-headed humanoid was in a stalemate with the waiter, while Lin Qiuhan, an ordinary person, suffered on the sidelines.
"The situation is not right. Lin Qiuhan, please run quickly and leave the room first!"
"No, you can't run now. Have you forgotten Rule 1? You can only start after hearing the gunshot!"
"Before the dungeon ends, if there is no gunfire, all the chosen ones will have no choice but to walk!"
"This waiter looks so strong. The three-headed security guard is no match for him. He will probably be crushed!"
"The bloody sly hand is motionless. It seems that the luck of the Great Summer Selector has run out, and it's time to die! Hahaha~~"
The Western audience cheered for joy. After waiting for so long, they finally had to wait until Daxia was defeated!
However, the next scene that appeared in the room instantly interrupted their laughter.
A ray of breath came from Lin Qiuhan's belly.
I don't know what happened. The three-headed security guards suddenly made a respectful gesture of pilgrimage, and the overwhelming ghost spirit was easily dispelled. The waiter's face was full of horror, and he screamed in disbelief: "Gui... Gui God? ?”
"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"
He struggled desperately to escape, but his body seemed to have fallen into the mire and he was struggling to move.
His whole body was cold and he couldn't move.
This is... ghost!
The identity symbolized by the ghost is self-evident!
The waiter suddenly became desperate, his teeth chattered, he knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Lin Qiuhan crazily.
While knocking, he frantically took out precious things from his body and offered them to the ground.
"The little ones are blind and don't know that the evil spirit is here..."
"Spare your life, spare your life..."
The terrifying and weird head was full of energy one second, and kowtowed and begged for mercy the next. The gap between the front and back was so huge that it was staggering!
The audience who didn't understand what was happening were even more stunned.
The most shocking thing is that despite the waiter's humble prayer for life, He still received no response. His body turned into nothingness and drifted away like a candle in the wind.
I don’t even know how I died!
Looking at the mysterious coins in that place, both the Daxia audience and the foreign audience were all thirsty and didn't know what to say.
Damn, is there such a way to break the situation?
In Tianjing's expert group on rules and strange talk, a young Celestial Master wearing a Taoist robe had a solemn face, and he kept flipping through Lin Qiuhan's detailed information in his hands, feeling frightened.
"A virgin conceives, but she doesn't give birth for two years..."
"A weird fetus?"
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