I Play the Horror World as a Simulation Game

Her skin seemed to be cut by some sharp object, then torn apart piece by piece, separating from the flesh.

Just watching this kind of pain made one's whole body tremble and hair stand on end.

Qin Nuo and Fu Bing glanced at it and then quickly looked away.

But the woman's piercing screams still made the corners of their mouths twitch uncontrollably.

Pieces of skin fell to the ground, accompanied by a large amount of blood.

Before long, the woman's voice became incredibly weak, and she turned into a complete blood-covered figure.

Yet, even in this state, the woman clung to life.

The patient on the ground became emotionally agitated, muttering something repeatedly.

Just when Qin Nuo and Fu Bing thought this horrific scene had ended, they both suddenly took a deep breath.

The woman's skin suddenly healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, the severely damaged tissue frantically repairing itself.

In just a few breaths, the bloody body became white and smooth again.

Even the blood had completely disappeared.

This scene made Qin Nuo and Fu Bing even more chilled to the bone.

Reincarnation!

Every time the woman's skin was torn and stripped away, it would automatically heal, only to be torn and stripped again, and then heal...

Endless terrifying torment!

Every so often, the woman had to endure the horrifying pain of tearing...

The patient's emotions grew more intense, as if about to lose control at any moment.

Qin Nuo stepped forward and knocked him unconscious with a hand chop, tossing him to the still-stunned Fu Bing, saying, "Let's go!"

Fu Bing looked at the woman, feeling a bit of pity, "Maybe we can save her?"

"That's a curse, not just a wooden frame. Touch it, and you might end up nailed there instead."

"You can try to save her if you want, I have no objections."

"I've found the person for you, I'm leaving now."

With that, Qin Nuo headed towards the door.

Fu Bing instantly abandoned the reckless idea, carrying the unconscious patient, and quickly followed.

Clatter!!

Suddenly, the bandaged women on the ground began to move, desperately lunging at Qin Nuo and Fu Bing.

Fu Bing screamed in fright, instinctively using the patient as a shield.

But in the next second, the bandaged women were yanked back by iron chains.

As they hit the ground, the curse totem on the wall erupted with blood-red light.

Immediately, the bandaged women were engulfed in raging flames, their horrific screams echoing as they burned.

Soon, the thick smell of burning filled the entire room!

"The same curse," Qin Nuo murmured.

But these women were clearly not as terrifyingly tormented as the woman on the cross.

What on earth did she do?

Qin Nuo didn't have the heart to think about it.

Because it was almost six o'clock.

Exiting the room with Fu Bing, the two didn't linger, each heading in their own direction.

Qin Nuo arrived at the hall.

The other players had already gathered there.

Soon, the nun appeared and began distributing the corresponding rewards based on performance scores.

Qin Nuo also received his pouch.

He opened it.

Compressed biscuits, water, white candle, ghost currency, nothing was missing.

"Looks like my score is decent," Qin Nuo murmured, putting the pouch away.

Compared to Qin Nuo, many others had poor performance scores.

Some players were already starving, yet only received half a compressed biscuit.

But more panic-stricken were those without a white candle!

After last night, they realized the importance of the white candle.

Without its flame, they were almost certainly doomed to be eliminated!

No one knew what exactly appeared after nightfall.

What was certain was that it was a terrifying existence beyond their imagination.

"Why do I only have this?"

The voice of the blond man came, shaking his pouch and only a single ghost currency fell out.

"Your performance score is poor," the nun said.

The blond man knew what she meant, his face darkened, "That damn lunatic tried to kill me!"

"You want me to stand still and let him slit my throat?"

The nun remained expressionless, "I only know that you didn't complete the duties of a caregiver."

With that, the nun turned and left.

The blond man's handsome face twisted with rage as he stared at the departing nun.

But he didn't pull out his revolver and shoot her in the back of the head.

He had a fiery temper, but he wasn't brainless.

Though these nuns didn't seem strong, his instincts told him that if he tried to kill them, something terrifying would happen.

"It's just a game mode."

"Even without a white candle, I can survive until dawn!"

The blond man snorted coldly, flicked the ghost currency away, and turned to leave.

Qin Nuo watched him, pondered for a moment, and then left as well.

Dormitory building.

Qin Nuo returned to his dormitory floor.

The corridor was cold and empty.

Just as he stepped out of the stairwell, a voice came from behind, "Hey! Friend, we really are fated to meet here!"

Qin Nuo turned to see Fu Bing approaching with a look of surprise.

"How was your performance score?" Qin Nuo asked, not too surprised.

There were only twenty players, all in the same dormitory building, so meeting on the same floor wasn't unusual.

"Just barely passed."

"Phew, if it weren't for your help, letting me get the patient back to the ward in time, I would've gotten a bad score, it was really close."

"Without a white candle, I definitely wouldn't survive tonight!"

Fu Bing wiped his sweat and said.

"Good to hear."

Qin Nuo nodded, then added, "But you shouldn't have mentioned having a white candle."

"Why?"

"After last night's elimination mode, what do you think those without a white candle will do?" Qin Nuo asked.

Fu Bing thought for a moment and said, "Find a place to hide?"

Qin Nuo was speechless, suddenly realizing that Fu Bing was quite simple-minded.

He even had a bit of Princess Yao Yao's vibe.

For example, when they first met, Qin Nuo asked for his name.

Instead of giving his game ID, this guy blurted out his real name, "Fu Bing"!

And he still hadn't realized it.

"I wanted to ask, how did you survive last night?"

"I had a white candle," Fu Bing replied.

"When you closed your eyes, didn't you hear any sounds or anything tempting you to open your eyes?" Qin Nuo asked.

"I don't know."

"After lighting the white candle, I lay down and fell asleep immediately. When I woke up, it was already daylight."

"After working all day, I was so tired that I couldn't keep my eyes open. Once I fell asleep, not even thunder or drums could wake me, not even the teacher pulling my ears. My classmates used to call me the sleep god!" Fu Bing scratched his head, a bit embarrassed.

Qin Nuo was speechless.

Goodness!

No wonder he was fine, he slept like the dead!

Those things in the dark last night probably shouted themselves hoarse and still couldn't wake him, how unlucky for them.

This was a perfect example of how important good sleep is!

"You still haven't answered what those without a white candle will do," Fu Bing said.

Qin Nuo smiled, "If you don't have something, the best way is to take it."

"Like right now."

With that, Qin Nuo turned around, looking at both sides of the corridor, and said, "You've been hiding for so long, your legs must be sore, aren't you coming out?"