Weird Game: My Talent is a Bit Strong

Facing the pig-headed monster crawling out of the blood pool, Fan Chen nimbly dodged the monster's slashing blade and flashed to its side.

The Demon Eye Tiger-Slaying Blade slashes upwards, unleashing a skinning skill.

The crimson blade instantly split into countless smaller blades, transforming into a storm of blades that swept over the monster's body.

After mastering the skinning skill, Fan Chen automatically acquired the corresponding techniques.

With a series of whooshing sounds, countless fine knife marks appeared on the second senior brother's body.

"Ooh!" it roared, swinging its blade at Fan Chen.

Fan Chen had already sheathed his sword and quickly retreated to create distance.

The pig-headed monster, its face contorted in a ferocious grimace, was about to lunge forward with its knife, but suddenly its movements froze.

The grotesque pig's head and burly body began to crack little by little.

Like an old wall, a layer of outer skin was peeled off, revealing the figures of the slaughterhouse workers.

The resentment and malevolent energy that had possessed it were stripped away by the skinning skill.

In my sense, its hostility had completely dissipated.

The slaughterhouse worker looked around blankly, then looked relieved, nodded gratefully to Fan Chen, and disappeared.

[Reminder: You have killed a monster (level 11, undead) in the slaughterhouse, and your skinning skill has been upgraded!]

Current level: lv1 (9%)

"As expected, the skinning skill can remove the possessing ghost."

"Once the resentment and malevolent energy are stripped away, the worker is freed, which is equivalent to killing the monster."

Fan Chen was quite satisfied with this new skill.

"If I had mastered this skill in the Misty Camp instance, I might have been able to eliminate the Ghost Eye Evil God within Lin Xiaoyu directly..."

"However, even with only a portion of its power and will, the Demon Eye Evil God is still terrifying."

"Level 1 skinning skills probably can't do that."

Lost in thought, Fan Chen continued searching for his target in the slaughterhouse.

After killing a few more pig-headed monsters, he completed the 12 targets required for his job quest.

The Bone Chopping skill has been successfully upgraded to level 3, while the Skinning skill remains at level 1.

Killing a pig-headed monster with a skill will only increase your proficiency by 9%.

Even if you kill the remaining pig-headed monsters by skinning them, it's impossible to level them up to level 2.

Therefore, Fan Chen prioritized upgrading his Bone-Slaying skill.

Once the objective was achieved, no more monsters appeared in the slaughterhouse, and the iron gate reopened.

Fan Chen left reluctantly, only to see the ghost chef A-Lian waiting outside.

"It seems your butchering skills have improved quite a bit," Yi Jianlian commented with a blank expression.

"It's all thanks to my second senior brother's excellent teaching," Fan Chen said sincerely.

He turned and glanced at the slaughterhouse buildings shrouded in mist, then asked, "Will I be able to come here again?"

"Okay, but we'll have to wait a while longer," A-Lian said as he led Fan Chen back.

[Reminder: You have received an invitation to the dungeon, Slaughterhouse.]

Note: This is a single-player instance; the minimum player level requirement is 18. You can complete the Butcher class quest within it.

Seeing the notification message, Fan Chen felt relieved.

It seems that this class's solo dungeon can be run repeatedly, but you'll have to wait until you're level 18 to enter it again.

Walking on the streets shrouded in thick fog, surrounded by ghostly figures.

"Where is this place? Fengdu City?"

Fan Chen felt a sense of doubt and followed closely behind Yi Jianlian.

He felt that if he got lost here, it would be very difficult to find his way back.

A dozen minutes later, Fan Chen followed A-Lian back to the ghost restaurant.

The moment the restaurant door closed, Fan Chen grabbed the handle and opened it again, only to find that the street had disappeared and he was now in his personal space.

"If Yi Jianlian can take me to the slaughterhouse by opening the gate, then if Rose and Ahri open the gate, will they be able to take me to other places as well?"

He wondered curiously and asked the two female ghosts directly.

"I'm just a waiter, I can't leave the store whenever I want," Ahri replied.

Rose gave a charming smile: "My little rascal, let's talk about it when you're a bit stronger."

Fan Chen's eyes lit up. Roses could trigger personal instances?

However, he did not receive a dungeon invitation, and it seems that he still needs to meet certain conditions.

He asked Rose a few more questions, but received no detailed response, so he had to give up.

"The restaurant is getting a bit monotonous now; it needs a makeover."

After having a late-night snack, just before logging off, Fan Chen suddenly thought of something.

In the guild shop, you can use ghost money to purchase related items.

For example, furniture, decorations, and even televisions and stereos.

……

a few days later.

Outside Fan Chen's special cell at Qingshan Prison.

The young prison guard, standing at his post, was talking on the phone with his girlfriend.

"Honey, I really can't go on our date tonight. You know my job; I can't leave my post without permission."

"But aren't you on holiday today?" His girlfriend was very unhappy.

"It was supposed to be a holiday, but now that people are visiting my cell block, I have to keep an eye on things here all the time," the prison guard explained helplessly.

My girlfriend is very unhappy: "Why are there visitors coming to your prison every day?"

"Because this place holds special prisoners, visits are arranged by higher-ups, and I have to keep a close eye on things at all times to avoid any negligence."

The prison guard said, "Don't ask about the specifics; it's confidential and I can't just say it."

"Okay," his girlfriend said, her tone softening.

His girlfriend was aware of the special nature of her boyfriend's job.

After exchanging a few more words, she casually remarked, "The prisoners you guard are so pitiful. Not only do you have to keep an eye on them all the time, but they also get interrogated by people from above. It must be very difficult for them."

"...Is he... pitiful?"

These words suddenly made the prison guard a little defensive: "Honey, you've clearly misunderstood."

He looked up at the surveillance video. Fan Chen's cell was naturally under surveillance, except for private areas such as the bathroom.

Now, inside a prison cell with five-star decor.

Fan Chen was sitting with two pretty girls, eating snacks, drinking beer, and playing cards.

With a sexy figure and a leather outfit, Li Qian is energetic, cute, and also has a cool and sassy vibe.

An Ran, a female doctor dressed in professional attire, is cool, sophisticated, and exudes a mature, authoritative aura.

The sounds of the three chatting and laughing could be heard continuously through the surveillance camera.

The chef's custom-made dinner was just delivered.

On the table in front of the prison guards, there was only large pots of food from the prison canteen.

Prison guard: I think this world might be a little unfair...

"Baby, what's wrong?" His girlfriend noticed something was wrong and quickly asked with concern.

The prison guard sniffed and said resolutely, "I, I'm fine..."

Inside the prison cell.

"I'm not playing anymore! I'm not playing anymore!"

Li Qian, who had lost several rounds of Dou Dizhu (a popular Chinese card game), angrily threw her playing cards onto the coffee table.

She already had a lot of notes stuck to her forehead, while Fan Chen and An Ran only had two or three on their faces.

"You two definitely cheated!" she said angrily, pulling the note off her face.

"You're too easy to understand; you always play the best cards first," An Ran said with a smile, taking off the note as well.

"No way! You're a psychologist, you must have guessed my hand based on micro-expressions," Li Qian retorted.

Fan Chen interjected, "You don't even need a psychologist; your expression is easy to understand."

Those big eyes could practically speak; they could tell at a glance whether a hand was good or bad.

This remark successfully drew a fierce glare from Li Qian with her big eyes.

The prison cell was filled with a joyful atmosphere.

An Ran and Li Qian visited the prison one after another in the past few days, and the two met up quickly.

So they got to know each other and became familiar with one another.

After finishing their card game, the three of them enjoyed the dinner that had just been delivered.

It was already 8 p.m.

"The food here is still the best." Li Qian patted her belly and stood up to say goodbye.

"Is everything really alright with the Thunder Guild?" Fan Chen asked, seizing the opportunity to inquire.

He already knew that Li Qian was completing the task required by the Thunder Guild in order to escape smoothly.

"It's okay, don't worry." Li Qian waved her hand nonchalantly.

An Ran, who was clearing away the dishes, looked at Li Qian and frowned slightly.

More than an hour later.

A bizarre world, inside a haunted restaurant.

Fan Chen and An Ran met here again.

"It won't be that easy for her to leave the Thunder Guild," An Ran said, now dressed in a long nightgown.

As a psychologist, she was indeed good at observing micro-expressions and noticed the fatigue hidden beneath Li Qian's nonchalant demeanor.

"Yes, I understand."

Fan Chen and Li Qian are already very familiar with each other, so how could he not see it?

Fan Chen had previously offered to help her, such as temporarily lending her the Fengdu Daily, which would definitely be helpful for her mission.

However, Li Qian was very strong-willed and refused outright.

"Since I'm planning to come to you, of course I have to prove my abilities first," the policewoman said confidently.

"I hope everything goes well for her," Fan Chen sighed.

He walked to the wall on one side of the restaurant and turned on the television hanging there.

The television was purchased at the guild store for a thousand ghost money.

It allows you to see the dungeon runs of guild members.

At 10 PM tonight, Zhou Muchen will enter his own bizarre instance.

Fan Chen and An Ran went online to monitor Zhou Muchen's game progress.

In addition to the television, there are sofas, coffee tables, and other furniture placed in front of it.

This nearly depleted Fan Chen's savings.

The live stream hasn't started yet, and the TV screen is still displaying a garbled image.

"Mu Chen should be fine," Fan Chen judged as he sat back down on the sofa.

He used to be the one being streamed, but now watching other players' streams is a novel experience for him.

The instance Zhou Muchen was about to enter was called "Mansion No. 13".

The difficulty level is E, and the player's goal is to survive for five hours.

The description of the instance is: This mansion once belonged to a noblewoman, who was later brutally murdered, but her body was never found.

From then on, something started to go wrong in the mansion...

It's clear that the female ghost that the noblewoman transformed into after her death plays a significant role in this instance.

Zhou Muchen: This will be my home turf, show time!

Before long, the image appeared on the television.

Zhou Muchen's dungeon has begun.