Don't provoke mentally ill people in the infinite flow genre!

[Waaaaah, the koi doll is such a bitter little thing. I take back all my previous schadenfreude. Even if she were a rich heiress, she'd still have a terrible life, stuck with such a bastard father and a vicious stepmother and stepsister. Even tragic novels wouldn't dare write something like this.]

[Alright, stop sympathizing. Which player who gets into the Doom game isn't miserable? Besides, his leg is healed now, his luck is S+, and he even joined Yi Zanglan's team. He's way better than us, okay?]

[To be honest, she was just incredibly lucky. Her skills are clearly mediocre, and she doesn't deserve to be on Yi Zanglan's team at all.]

[Look at you, so sour-tongued. Stop talking about others behind their backs, or Tang Yunxi will curse you too.]

"Absolutely! His words become law; whoever he points at dies. Isn't that even more cursed than a curse master?"

[System notification: [Qin Shaoyu] has recharged 30000 gold coins into [Tang Yunxi]'s live stream.]

[System notification: [Qin Shaoyu] has sent out a 20000 gold coin lucky draw red envelope. Share the live stream to claim it.]

Qin Shaoyu is a Grandmaster-level player, and his appearances in the live stream are always accompanied by golden light effects, naturally attracting everyone's attention.

He didn't say anything, but just sent a red envelope. After the players scrambled to grab it, they suddenly realized something.

[Holy crap, why is the Ghost God of Wealth suddenly showering us with money? Is he here to cheer Tang Yunxi on?]

[On one hand, that's the point; on the other hand... I think he probably just wanted to show off that he'd joined Yi Zanglan's team.]

[Oh right, the Money Tree team has disbanded. How did he find an even more powerful new team so quickly?]

[Because he was in the same arena as Yi Zanglan during the bonus match, they probably became acquainted.]

I hate these lucky people!

……

Outside the game, Qin Shaoyu took turns recharging in the three sisters' live streams, and even bought himself a team-exclusive special effect, showing off everywhere under the name of Black Wind Stronghold.

Inside the compound, the three sisters are still working hard to solve the problem of the ghost chef.

Yan Zhao turned the air conditioner to its highest temperature, and the room quickly became warm and cozy. By this time, Jiang Ling had already walked around the corridor twice with the ghost chef, and then circled back to lead him into the room.

The others quickly found places to hide, prepared for their actions, and gave the ghost chef enough space.

Sure enough, as soon as the ghost chef rushed into the room, its speed slowed down significantly. It trembled all over, its bloodshot eyes looked around blankly, and even its stiff limbs seemed to gradually soften.

To prevent the temperature from dropping, Yan Zhao quietly went over and closed the door.

Tang Yunxi bent down and followed behind the ghost chef, intending to kick it onto the bed, but it felt like kicking a steel plate, and she was bounced back.

"Ouch!"

Yi Zanglan suddenly appeared from behind the wardrobe, grabbed her waist, and casually tossed the blanket he had just grabbed onto the bedside with his other hand.

"I already said, ordinary physical attacks are useless against them, and they're more likely to hurt yourself."

Tang Yunxi, still shaken, looked down and said, "...The soles of my shoes are frozen solid!"

On the other side, Ouyang Yu and Zhang Nan, who were lurking by the bed, took advantage of the ghost chef falling onto the bed and quickly pulled the quilt over to cover him. The Jiang siblings also picked up the blanket that Yi Canglan threw over their heads.

Everyone pitched in to wrap the ghost chef up completely, making sure there wasn't a single gap.

The ghost chef initially tried to struggle, but gradually calmed down and lay motionless on the bed.

Before long, condensed frost spread rapidly outwards from its center, until it completely turned the ground beneath it into an ice bed.

The chill was biting, and everyone quickly stepped back, afraid that if they were even a fraction of a second slower, they would freeze together with the other person.

Time ticked by, and Jiang Ling began to have doubts: "Brother, will this work?"

"It has to work, even if it doesn't work," Jiang Yao sighed. "After all, we don't have a better solution."

Before he finished speaking, Yi Canglan approached the bedside, pinched the corner of the blanket with two fingers, and lifted it up slightly to examine it.

In the blink of an eye, the ghost chef, who had been lying motionless on the bed for half a day, suddenly sat up abruptly, covered by a large clump of bedding and blankets.

Yi Zanglan quickly retreated, and the group of people behind her followed suit, retreating all the way to the wall where they stood ready.

However, the ghost chef did not attack them.

It wriggled clumsily, its plump body struggling to break free from the bedding, and slowly got off the bed.

"Huh? The lamb chops haven't arrived yet? Oh no, the customers are getting impatient, the customers are getting impatient, there are just too many customers today..."

It straightened its tattered chef's uniform, as if it didn't see the group of people in the room, and left the room muttering to itself.

Jiang Ling followed it to the door and, after confirming that it had truly disappeared, looked down at the system interface.

[Artwork Cleanup Progress: 8/12]

It's not even 5 a.m. yet; the sun should be rising over the sea soon.

"Everyone, shall we go back inside and take another nap?"

"Yes, I think everyone should go back to their rooms and rest first," Ouyang Yu said. "We can discuss the remaining four paintings when we wake up during the day."

Yi Zanglan nodded: "Then let's meet at the Global Buffet Restaurant at noon."

"no problem."

Yan Zhao watched the other players leave, then stared at his bed, looking worried.

As soon as the ghost chef disappeared, the ice bed was melted by the warm wind and started to drip water.

"How am I supposed to sleep now?"

"Come sleep at my place!" Tang Yunxi suggested enthusiastically. "Anyway, the ghost paintings in our room have been dealt with, and the first night is over. There's a high chance that nothing else will happen."

"I think it's a good idea," Yi Zanglan said. "Anyway, it's the presidential suite, so I might as well go too."

"Let's go, let's go together!"

Tang Yunxi grabbed the two of their hands and ran excitedly toward the stairs.

* * * * * *

As the morning sun fully illuminates the sea, daylight arrives, voices begin to rise, and everything on the cruise ship returns to normal.

Last night, Zhang Nan was undoubtedly the most severely injured, suffering from frostbite in multiple parts of his body. Fortunately, Ouyang Yu obtained ointment from the medical center, applied it, and then gave him a simple bandage.

"Did you sleep well? Did you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"

"It's alright," Zhang Nan shook his head, "It's just a little... a little... cold."

"Of course, it's a frozen ghost." Ouyang Yu sighed. "Let's go to the buffet and have something hot to drink."

The buffet restaurant was on the 14th floor, and the two went there to meet up with the other players as agreed.

Throughout the journey, Zhang Nan silently observed Ouyang Yu's expression, and he asked her a question.

"What are you thinking about...?"

"I'm thinking about those five people," Ouyang Yu said. "What do you think of them?"

"Not bad...not bad, they know how to cooperate, and...they're capable too."

She nodded: "Yes, apart from that guy surnamed Song, it's rare to meet such a group of high-quality teammates. I was thinking that after we clear the game, if they haven't joined a team, maybe we can invite them? Our team is just starting out and we're quite short of people."

"You...you make the decision."

Then, as the two entered the restaurant, they looked up and saw their five excellent teammates, who were already like tigers descending the mountain, frantically devouring all kinds of delicious food.

"Lanlan, this spicy crab is delicious." Tang Yunxi pushed the plate towards them. "You should try some too!"

"OK."

Yan Zhao asked Yi Zanglan, "Do you know how to make this seafood rice dish? It's incredibly delicious."

"It is quite fresh." Yi Zanglan glanced at her lightly. "You're quite good at finding things for me to do."

"Tsk, I'll be your assistant!"

On the other side, Jiang Ling was complaining about Jiang Yao.

"What's wrong, bro? You can't even finish a pork knuckle. How will you have the energy to deal with those vengeful ghosts tonight? Look at me, I can have two more bowls of this eel rice!"

Jiang Yao: "...Lingling, please let me go. I really can't compare to you."