Bizarre Survival: Starting from the Fake Human Community

"Uh...isn't that obvious? Who smiles every day? I probably wasn't this happy the day I paid off my mortgage."

Su Ming complained. Because that smile was so fake, so fake it was creepy.

The old mayor remained silent, simply leading them to an inn.

The hotel was a two-story wooden building, and a young woman in her early twenties with a very pure appearance was standing at the front desk.

She had long hair, and her eyes darted away when she saw strangers; she seemed very shy. She looked like the signboard girl for this inn.

The old mayor smiled kindly and introduced the girl beside him: "This is my daughter, Lily. She will take care of your food and lodging."

"You must be tired from your journey. Please take a break here, my friend from afar."

"He's old enough to be her grandfather, how come he's so energetic? Could it be that the old mayor had a child late in life?" Su Ming thought to himself, it's hard not to be curious about such a combination.

"But we don't have any money!" Zhao Weiguo didn't care about that at all, and shook his head to talk about the matter. After participating in so many dungeons, he could hardly feel the role of currency.

The mayor shook his head: "Guests are welcome, this is just a small token of our appreciation. Lily, give them the keys."

Shy Lily glanced at the mayor, then at everyone else. She picked up a key and handed it over.

As he handed her the keys, Su Ming noticed her hands were trembling. Taking the keys, he deliberately touched her fingertips; the cool touch sent shivers down his spine, and his heart soared!

This isn't harassment, but the little girl's actions are so unsettling that it's hard not to think about it!

"Your hands are so cold, are you anemic?"

Lily withdrew her hand and lowered her head timidly: "No...no."

Su Ming didn't ask any more questions, but he remembered that look in his eyes! It wasn't the shyness a child should have, but fear.

Since the town mayor had assured him it was free, Old Zhao had no worries. Besides, it was his first day there, so nothing unexpected should happen.

The town mayor gestured for him to enter, and Zhao Weiguo, smoking a cigarette, strode confidently across the threshold. He glanced back at the old mayor, who still wore that same smiling expression: "Come on!"

Shaking his head, Zhao Weiguo called out, and the others followed. With someone leading the way, the others naturally had no more concerns.

The lobby is on the first floor of the hotel, which has a reception desk and a dining area. You can see most of the furniture at a glance, and the overall style is very simple.

Lily timidly handed over a registration form, and no one made things difficult for her; they simply left their personal information. Seeing that the form was filled out, Lily breathed a sigh of relief and smiled slightly.

"Go up the stairs to the second floor, and you can choose your own room!"

The staircase is a two-step staircase, with a large potted plant placed in the middle.

Lily led everyone up to the second floor, distributed the keys, and then went back downstairs. As for the rooms, they could choose whichever they liked, since in reality, each room was pretty much the same.

There was nothing dramatic about room 204; Su Ming simply picked a room randomly.

The room wasn't big, but it was clean. It provided a place for everyone to rest, which was nice.

With a forceful throw, Su Ming first tossed himself over his shoulder onto the bed, burying his face in the clean and tidy bedding, where he could still faintly feel the warmth of the sunlight.

It's fine to talk about it online, but in reality, who doesn't want to lazily lie in a warm bed?

After lying down for a while, Su Ming stood up and checked the windows, doors, locks, and even under the bed.

Old Smoker had finished his business and leaned against Su Ming's room door in a familiar manner: "You brat, I didn't realize you were so professional in this area."

Su Ming didn't turn around, focusing on checking the interior of the room: "Nonsense. After all, I was terrified every day in the last dungeon, and I almost got torn apart by the fake mannequin at the end."

After saying this, Su Ming opened the bedside table drawer. He was surprised to find a note inside. He held it up; it had handwritten writing on it:

"I am Liu Lang. By the time you see this, I will already be dead..."

As the old saying goes, you can't judge a book by its cover alone. Su Ming flipped it over to the back, and sure enough, there was another line of smaller characters:

"P.S.: Still watching your dam? Run!"

He paused for a second, then laughed: "This guy even has Photoshop, pretty trendy."

So far, nothing dangerous has happened in the hotel, but the appearance of this nonsensical little note was too sudden.

The old smoker became interested and came over to watch, while frowning.

The handwriting on the note was messy, probably because it was written in a hurry.

The experience gained from several games told him that there must be a complicated incident behind it all. However, just looking at the note, everyone was still completely confused and couldn't solve anything.

Su Ming put the note in his pocket: "Old Zhao, what do you think of this place?"

"This looks really creepy," Old Zhao said, puffing out a puff of smoke, his face full of worry. "With this note, this place is even more suspicious!"

"It seems like you don't!" Su Ming said with certainty, observing Lao Zhao's series of behaviors, and could tell that he was also in a state of confusion.

Old Zhao exhaled a puff of cigarette smoke, revealing a set of teeth that were yellowed from excessive smoking: "Heh...isn't that obvious? Good lad, you managed to snag such a great opportunity, you're really lucky!"

"Uncle, stop teasing me with this nonsense... If it weren't eerie, would it be called Deadly Town?" Su Ming walked to the window, looking at the residents who occasionally walked by with smiles downstairs. "But being eerie isn't scary; what's scary is that they themselves don't know they're eerie."

"Well, these physical copies are relatively easy to deal with; they're still manageable to fight. The real problem is that while investigating, you might accidentally uncover something sinister!"

Looking out the window, the orange glow of the burning cigarette butt illuminated Old Zhao, who was still shaken. "That was a fucking disaster!"

"How so!" It was obvious that Old Zhao had a story behind him. He took the opportunity to get some information out of the veteran.

Old Zhao's eyes looked weary, but he didn't put on airs or try to keep him at arm's length: "Sure, sure... Do you know why I called you a newbie?"

"Because I haven't done enough practice?" Su Ming offered an answer. Judging by the number of times he'd done it, he was indeed a greenhorn. All pink and tender, the cute and adorable kind!

However, it seems that, just as he thought, the dungeon game will not be limited to just one or two instances, but will continue indefinitely, toying with and killing all the players!

Therefore, Su Ming is even more determined to survive in this damn game!

"Yes and no! Let me put it this way, young man!" Old Zhao said, his tone becoming serious. "The first three rounds for complete beginners are arguably the easiest. If you can't get past these three, you're a complete newbie!"

Even if you clear the third dungeon, you've only just barely gotten the hang of it; it doesn't mean you're capable of handling the game with ease!!!

Looking at the eccentric Old Zhao, Su Ming thought of a certain possibility.

"Could it be... Uncle, the one you encountered before, or perhaps the third one, was... the legendary...?"