LGSG Chapter 5
by Volare“Damn it, so unlucky.”
One-Eye, filled with resentment, returned to his room and angrily flung his name tag and badge onto the bed.
His actions had not only exposed the fact that he was spreading rumors and had a bad reputation, but also caused the chef to lose face in front of the butler, gaining him no advantage.
One-Eye had worked hard all day, finally earning some recognition from the chef. Now, all the work of processing internal organs and blood was for nothing.
The chef fiercely criticized One-Eye.
The task originally intended for One-Eye was also completely withdrawn.
Trying to steal a chicken only to lose the rice. But One-Eye would never reflect on himself.
He only blamed his bad luck, and the black-haired young man named Xia Ran’s good luck.
Actually working for the dungeon final Boss, not only not dying, but also successfully receiving the first task.
How did that guy do it?
As for Shen Hua, he was completely outside of One-Eye’s consideration.
The new player looked weak and incompetent, and probably couldn’t retaliate against him anyway.
After struggling in “Six-Sided Dice” for so many years, One-Eye had long understood a principle. Good people can be used as health packs. Their moral bottom line restricts them. So when you meet a good person, you must bully them hard and take enough advantage, because in the dungeon, it’s either you die or I live. You have to be unscrupulous to survive.
One-Eye had been bending over and squatting all day, his back aching.
He couldn’t help but sigh that Shen Hua was really lucky. He did nothing, but got a task from the dungeon final Boss. Although Shen Hua piggybacked on Xia Ran’s task, the value of the dungeon final Boss was not comparable to ordinary NPCs like the chef.
Is being a simp so great?
One-Eye decided to start trying to please the black-haired young man from tomorrow.
He didn’t sleep well last night, and he was tired all day today. One-Eye was not only sore and in pain, but his eyelids were almost closing.
So sleepy, he had no energy to do anything else.
Just as well that he used some means last night to get rid of the painting ghost in the room. Today, he could finally sleep peacefully.
Thinking of the painting ghost, One-Eye became jealous again.
How could Shen Hua, that new player, be so lucky?
Because he was troubled by the painting ghost, One-Eye was full of resentment today. After asking around, he found that it wasn’t just him. Several players had paintings in their rooms.
Only a few lucky ones escaped.
Shen Hua, who had nothing, was one of those lucky ones.
One-Eye burned the painting during his lunch break.
He was so sleepy, he didn’t bother with the chef or any tasks. He changed his clothes, took a shower in the bathroom, and was about to lie down on the bed to rest when One-Eye stopped. His face changed instantly, and he stiffly turned his neck to look to the side, as if realizing something.
Today, after the window was no longer covered by oiled paper, the whole room was much brighter. But why didn’t he notice the moonlight just now?
One of his eyes, covered with red blood vessels, suddenly widened.
One-Eye staggered back two steps in disbelief, finally tripped over his long bathrobe and fell to the ground, dumbfounded as he looked at the reappearing painting ghost.
Under the moonlight, a slender figure was looming, hazy and evocative.
Such an atmospheric scene, but one could not ignore the black hair slowly pouring out of the painting.
As if alive, the beautiful white-clothed woman danced and moved in the painting.
She slowly turned her beautiful neck.
Revealing… empty eyes and a cracked lower lip.
This wasn’t the painting ghost he killed!
Why… why did another one appear?
Before One-Eye could figure out the cause and effect, the ghost face had already broken through from the painting, and the black hair, like wriggling tentacles, gradually approached One-Eye’s surroundings.
Just as the hair was about to wrap around One-Eye’s ankles, he quickly pulled out a talisman and repelled the opponent.
“Can’t…” The painting ghost crawled on the ground, its body bent into a strange arc, “Let you go!”
The sharp female voice was like the noise of fingernails sliding across frosted glass, leaving irreversible damage on One-Eye’s eardrums.
The painting ghost thought that it was because that human player was too abnormal yesterday.
A player who could punch an NPC flying, probably couldn’t be found a second one in the whole game.
Looking at One-Eye’s terrified expression, the painting ghost finally regained its confidence, and was very satisfied.
That’s right, this kind of terrified expression should be normal.
The painting ghost was slowly supported by black hair and floated in the air, with black bugs falling from its sleeves and skirt.
She looked down at One-Eye.
A little ugly.
Just kill him.
The cracked mouth revealed a hideous smile.
“You…” the painting ghost said slowly, “Can’t kill me.”
One-Eye was about to collapse.
He had scattered a handful of talismans just now without caring about the cost, but except for repelling the painting ghost’s hair, it couldn’t cause any substantial damage to this guy at all.
He didn’t have many props!
How could he use up all his savings of so many years just for the sake of the painting ghost?!
One-Eye didn’t know where he got the courage, got up, and ran towards the door.
The painting ghost sneered, and its hair wrapped around his ankle.
One-Eye was instantly tripped.
Help… help…
Anyone, please save him!
One-Eye cried bitterly, his face covered with tears and snot.
Then he made eye contact with a pair of black pupils occupying the eye sockets under the bed.
The black-haired straight-haired little girl in a JK uniform was lying straight under his bed. It was the NPC who was responsible for leading Xia Ran to the dormitory, the one One-Eye had complained about.
The whites of her eyes had completely disappeared. Red muscles filled her black pupils.
One-Eye was tightly entangled by the painting ghost’s hair, and the little girl had slowly crawled out from under the bed.
“Miss Qiao?” The painting ghost seemed to recognize her.
The little girl called Miss Qiao had a knife specially used for shaving beef bones in her hand.
She slowly pressed it against One-Eye’s collarbone.
“Skin for you,” Miss Qiao said, “I want his internal organs and bones.”
One-Eye was so scared that he couldn’t speak.
Until Miss Qiao stabbed the only eyeball he had left with a knife.
“Ah!!!”
The scream echoed throughout the entire corridor of the staff dormitory.
Except for special access cards, the players of Sui Yuan Ju were all off work at this time. Adhering to the principle of doing as little as possible in the dungeon, no one came out to check the situation.
After all, screaming so miserably, there was no other possibility except for being haunted.
Shen Hua was holding a bunch of roses and humming a song as he walked down the corridor.
He had carefully selected a bouquet for the big shot and was now going back to the dormitory to find tools to arrange the flowers.
Just then, he heard a familiar scream.
It was One-Eye’s voice.
Shen Hua stopped in place, hesitating for a long time.
One-Eye had obviously encountered an extremely tricky problem, which was why he was screaming so miserably.
Shen Hua, who had always been a good student since he was a child, subconsciously wanted to knock on the door, but suddenly remembered that this guy had wronged him today.
Judging from One-Eye’s precarious reputation, saving him would probably not get him any gratitude, and might even get him into trouble.
Shen Hua silently retracted his hand again.
Forget it, his biggest task in the dungeon was to survive.
But before Shen Hua could take a few steps, the door was knocked open by something.
Shen Hua: “…”
The strong smell of blood, along with the strange smell of corpses, covered the fragrance of the roses in his arms.
Unwilling to believe reality, he craned his neck and turned around to rush towards the entrance of the corridor.
Behind him was One-Eye’s scream: “Shen Hua, run slower!”
Shen Hua glanced behind him as he ran.
His mentality collapsed instantly.
“What did I ever do to you?!” He stared incredulously at the black-haired dancing painting ghost and the little girl holding a boning knife behind the sprinting One-Eye. Shen Hua collapsed and said, “Don’t run towards me!!!”
What’s the difference between this and being aggroed by a red name and a wave of monsters on the street?!
One-Eye couldn’t open one of his eyes in the first place, and now his other eye had also been dug out. The empty eye socket was filled with blood. He didn’t know how he could see the road, but he accurately followed behind Shen Hua and sprinted wildly.
One-Eye said fiercely: “I’ll drag someone down with me even if I die.”
Shen Hua: “You…”
It was the first time he had seen someone so shameless!
Shen Hua’s heart collapsed, but he didn’t dare to stop his feet and ran faster and faster.
He ran all the way to the lake.
Shen Hua deliberately made a sharp turn.
The sound of One-Eye falling into the water quickly sounded behind him.
Shen Hua glanced back.
One-Eye was struggling in the lake, as if he was entangled by something.
Shen Hua: “…”
He felt a little sad and guilty in his heart.
But when he turned his head again.
The painting ghost and the little girl accurately ignored One-Eye in the lake and were still chasing Shen Hua firmly.
Shen Hua: “?”
Shen Hua: QAQ!!!
This is simply an unforeseen disaster!!!
Holding the roses in his arms, he ran to the bottom of the bamboo pavilion in one breath with the painting ghost and the little girl.
Shen Hua didn’t have the guts to enter the bamboo pavilion for the time being. After all, the dungeon final Boss inside was much more terrifying than the two ghost NPCs outside.
As soon as Shen Hua saw the bamboo pavilion, he screamed, “Big shot, big shot, help!!!”
Mr. Xie in the room was making tea.
His movements were flowing, elegant, and beautiful, but Shen Hua’s roar outside caused most of the tea to spill out.
The absent-minded Xia Ran was completely unaware and clapped his hands with dead fish eyes: “Mr.’s tea art is really knowledgeable.”
Mr. Xie: “…”
He waved his hand and threw a piece of cloth on the ground to cover the tea stains.
His voice was as calm as if nothing had happened: “Xia Ran, your friend outside is looking for you.”
Xia Ran: “Huh?”
The doubt on the young man’s face didn’t seem fake.
Mr. Xie: “…”
As expected, he was perfunctory in his flattery.
“Outside,” he said with a smile, “Your friend is looking for you.”
Xia Ran: “Can I go out?”
Mr. Xie: “Go ahead.”
Xia Ran said “Okay” and walked out the door.
The friend Mr. Xie mentioned should be Shen Hua.
If there were no accidents, Shen Hua was here to give him flowers.
That was a gift prepared for Mr.!
The corners of the dead fish-eyed black-haired young man’s mouth rose by 0.5 pixels.
Shen Hua hugged the door frame of the bamboo pavilion.
The painting ghost and the little girl were afraid of the dungeon final Boss and dared not approach.
The painting ghost sneered: “If you have the ability, go inside.”
Shen Hua: “Ha, if you have the ability, come here… What the hell!”
Just as the painting ghost’s hair was about to hook Shen Hua’s ankle, a slender figure turned down the stairs.
As he walked step by step from the corridor to the courtyard, the moonlight outlined his features clearly.
Flamboyant, aloof, expressionless.
Very familiar.
Painting ghost: “…”
The painting ghost retracted its hair, turned around and ran.
Leaving only the little Miss Qiao who hadn’t had time to run.
Xia Ran stopped in front of Shen Hua, raising his eyebrows in confusion: “You are…”
Shen Hua: “Big shot, you finally came… just now…”
He turned his head and found that only the little girl was left.
The little girl also hid the knife.
Under the moonlight, the normal whites of her eyes were clear and clean.
Although still a bit eerie.
But much more obedient.
Shen Hua: “?”
Where did the ghosts go?
Xia Ran: “…”
Xia Ran always saw this little girl in various unexpected corners of Sui Yuan Ju today.
The other party seemed to be observing him. But every time he glanced over, she disappeared.
After many times, Xia Ran habitually regarded this NPC as air.
“Is this a rose?” Xia Ran took the rose, “Thank you for your hard work.”
Shen Hua inexplicably felt a sense of security around Xia Ran. He chuckled and said, “Big shot, you let me join the task, this is my return gift, but just now because…”
He paused strangely.
Would such a great person think that he was a coward for being chased by ghosts?
Xia Ran misunderstood: “Did One-Eye bully you?”
Shen Hua: “…”
How could he say no?
In the end, it was all because of that guy!
But One-Eye was probably already dead in the lake.
Although killing people was not intentional and active, Shen Hua was still inexplicably guilty and didn’t want Xia Ran to know these things.
He touched his nose, wanting to change the subject.
The sound of a wheelchair rolling over the wooden planks came from behind.
“Cough,” Mr. Xie came to Xia Ran’s side, “Your friend is looking for you… to give you flowers?”
Shen Hua: “…”
Mr. Xie glanced at Shen Hua lightly.
The weak and dignified young master of Sui Yuan Ju on the wheelchair let out a chuckle.
“That’s good. It’s roses too.”