Weird Game: My Talent is a Bit Strong

The little boy was clearly a resident of this building.

It is a ghost, and like the waiters and chefs in the ghost restaurant, it belongs to the spirits of the dead.

Undead creatures possess a complete will, will not attack players unless provoked, and can be interacted with normally.

Just like NPCs in a regular game.

Aside from their eerie appearance, they are almost indistinguishable from normal humans and still exhibit human behavior.

But if you go against their demands, they will immediately become terrifying.

The dungeon has many rules and restrictions, all stemming from these undead creatures.

In the dimly lit stairwell, the little devil stood atop the steps with a stiff smile.

The scene was indescribably eerie.

Fan Chen looked at him for a few seconds, then looked down at the ball at his feet.

He remembered the rule suggested by the Fengdu Daily: gaining the approval of long-time residents could earn them their protection.

Is helping the little devil retrieve the ball and agreeing to its requests a way to gain its approval?

Fan Chen wasn't interested in receiving protection from the ghost inhabitant, but he was very interested in what would happen after picking up the ball.

In any case, as long as it's not a serious physical attack, bizarre attacks are just experience points.

So he bent down and picked up the ball.

The moment his fingers touched the ball, Fan Chen's vision blurred, and the originally black ball suddenly changed rapidly.

It turned into a bloody head.

The head opened its mouth, revealing sharp, menacing teeth, and bit at Fan Chen.

A terrifying chill swept over Fan Chen.

next moment.

[Warning: You are being affected by a nightmare!]

Spirit +9

Maximum Spirit +1

Psychic +2

Life +1

The terrifying scene vanished, and Fan Chen was still holding the ball.

"Nightmare?" Fan Chen's expression shifted slightly.

The eerie power of the Nightmare attribute can influence dreams and create hallucinations.

It seems this kid possesses the Nightmare attribute.

Fan Chen's eyes lit up. The Nightmare ability affects mental attributes, so the benefits are quite good.

"Big brother, quickly give me the ball." The little devil stretched out his pale hand and urged.

Fan Chen went up the stairs and handed the ball to the little devil.

The little boy, clutching the ball, stared at Fan Chen with dead fish eyes and continued, "Big brother, can you take me home?"

"Okay." Fan Chen nodded.

So the little devil went upstairs, with Fan Chen following beside it.

As the man and the ghost walked up to the third floor, Fan Chen suddenly noticed that the door to room 301 was open a crack when they reached the turn in the stairs.

A man was peeking out, peering outside.

He looked to be in his thirties, with a small mustache on his face.

He saw Fan Chen and Xiao Gui and his expression showed slight surprise.

This is clearly a player, because the ghost doesn't have such a vivid expression.

Fan Chen waved to him in a friendly manner; the dungeon had just begun.

Apart from Fan Chen, the other players don't seem to have come out to play yet.

But the little mustache's expression changed, and he quickly pulled his head back and closed the door.

Fan Chen shook his head with amusement and continued following the little devil upstairs.

"Big brother, I'm so tired, can you carry me?" the little devil suddenly asked, tilting his head back.

Fan Chen glanced at the little devil's dirty body and refused, "No."

The boy's stiff smile immediately vanished.

A hint of malice gleamed in the dead fish's eyes.

A chilling aura instantly emanated from it.

Fan Chen suddenly felt the stairs beneath his feet begin to twist.

It quickly transformed into a terrifying giant mouth, about to swallow him whole.

Refusing the little devil's request, it immediately launched an attack on Fan Chen!

Spirit +12

Maximum Spirit +2

Psychic +2

Health +2

The illusion that Fan Chen was experiencing vanished instantly.

He paused only briefly before continuing to walk upstairs as usual.

[Reminder: Please comply with the demands of the long-term residents in the building, otherwise you will be attacked by them!]

A notification appeared before Fan Chen's eyes; he had been attacked and acquired this rule.

The slovenly kid continued upstairs, head down, looking very unhappy.

After a while, it suddenly raised its head and said to Fan Chen, "Big brother, can you sing for me?"

"No." Fan Chen refused without even thinking.

Inside Fan Chen's live stream on the Weird World Forum.

Seeing Fan Chen repeatedly refuse the kid's requests, several comments immediately appeared on the screen.

"Doesn't this kid know how to refuse ghosts and incur their displeasure?"

"The kid's quest has been triggered. Successfully completing it will definitely bring benefits. What's he thinking?"

"How did he manage to get a perfect clear on his last dungeon?"

"I think he only got a perfect score because he was lucky. He's going to fail this time."

They were drawn to Fan Chen because of his perfect completion score.

But Fan Chen's performance seemed to be nothing special.

In the live broadcast footage.

Upon hearing Fan Chen reject him again, the slovenly brat revealed an extremely gloomy expression and glared maliciously at Fan Chen.

This time, Fan Chen felt a wave of dizziness.

Arms stretched out from the stairs beneath his feet and from the walls beside him.

These arms, with their sharp nails, lashed out at his body like venomous snakes hunting their prey.

Spirit +13

Maximum Spirit +2

Health +4

Life limit +1

Psychic +3

Everything calmed down again.

Fan Chen showed no unusual reaction; his eyes even held a hint of encouragement.

Keep it up!

The scruffy kid looked noticeably more surprised.

"Little friend, where do you live?" Fan Chen urged when he saw the kid staring blankly.

The scruffy kid lowered his head, hugged the ball, and continued walking up the stairs.

Upon reaching the fourth floor, it turned into the corridor and led Fan Chen to room 403 on the fourth floor.

This is clearly its home.

Fan Chen saw that the doors here were covered with countless yellow talismans.

"A spell..."

Fan Chen narrowed his eyes slightly. He knew that items like talismans existed in the strange world.

They possess eerie powers with "underworld" attributes.

This eerie power is said to come from the legendary underworld, and it can suppress ghosts and restrict their movements.

"The haunted resident possesses the power to fight against the murderer..."

"Is it all thanks to these talismans?"

"But they are ghosts themselves."

Clearly, the ghost dweller was unaffected by these talismans.

The scruffy kid knocked on the door, and it was quickly opened.

An elderly woman with a face full of wrinkles appeared in front of Fan Chen.

It looked very old, with dark gray skin, a hunched body, and a harsh face.

After giving Fan Chen a wary look, he quickly pulled the slovenly kid away.

"My dear grandson, you're finally back," it said in a emotionless voice.

The slovenly brat glared maliciously at Fan Chen, then suddenly burst into tears.

"Grandma, this older brother is bullying me..."

"He wouldn't carry me on his back, he wouldn't sing for me..."

"Grandma, you should teach him a lesson..."

The little devil's cries were high-pitched and thin, as if he had suffered some great injustice.

Fan Chen: Damn it! This kid is a brat!

When the old woman saw her grandson start crying, her expression immediately turned fierce.

"How dare you bully my precious grandson!"

"You're not leaving today unless you appease him!"

"Otherwise, I'll haunt you even as a ghost!"

Its voice was devoid of emotion, yet its icy tone carried an indescribable ferocity.

It seemed as if they were about to launch an attack on Fan Chen.

Inside the live stream room.

"He got what he deserved. Let's see what he'll do now."

"What a pity about that newspaper in his hand..."

"He's finished. That old hag is clearly not easy to deal with!"

"We're doomed this time!"

Then, at that moment, the viewers who were still in Fan Chen's live stream were stunned to see...

Faced with the ferocious old woman ghost, Fan Chen calmly raised his arm.

Snapped!

He swung his sword and slapped the scruffy kid across the face.

The sound was clear and loud, echoing throughout the dim and quiet corridor.

The little devil, who was wailing loudly, tilted his head to the side, his expression froze, and he forgot to cry.

Those dead fish eyes seemed to have become much clearer.

Fan Chen: I have a special way of dealing with unruly kids.

The old woman was completely stunned, staring blankly at Fan Chen.

"I've calmed your grandson down, no need to thank me," Fan Chen said with a smile, pointing to the disheveled little boy who had stopped crying.

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