When I was in a world of unconventional rules and taboos

Time flies, and the dungeon world soon reached the sixth night.

There is only one day left until the Ghost Festival.

The battle between the Chosen Ones and the entire cemetery has entered its most intense phase.

In the end, Kudo Yuma chose to bow down and submit, using the last of his gold ingots to exchange for the "forgiveness" of the owner of the West Cemetery, so that he would not have to go there to work every day and would have some time to recuperate.

However, many of the ghostly creatures in the mass grave were also eyeing the remaining gold ingots in his hand. After seeing Kudo Yuma bow down to the owner of the West Cemetery, they began to cause trouble in various ways, leaving him in a state of utter distress.

His already severely injured body not only did not improve at all, but became more and more serious. Even walking became extremely slow, and he was like a patient with a terminal illness.

However, Kudo Yuma knew very well that the few gold ingots he had left were his only hope for survival, and he could not easily give them away.

What he needs to do now is maintain the balance.

The more this was the case, the more intense Kudo Yuma's resentment towards Su Daqiang became. He could clearly sense that Su Daqiang had come with the intention of killing him.

His ribs and multiple joints were broken, and he had numerous bruises and hidden injuries.

If it weren't for the fat rat left by his grandfather finding herbs and saving his life, he would have died long ago.

In this situation, he had no ability to find food at all.

If he hadn't spent a gold ingot to hire the bandaged monster to kill the wolf pack and obtain a lot of wolf carcasses as food, he would have starved to death by now.

Even so, already weak, he chose not to cook in order to conserve his energy, but instead drank wolf blood and ate wolf meat raw to fill his stomach.

In this situation, in just a few days, Kudo Yuma went from a sickly, pale young man to a filthy, foul-smelling "wild man".

Not only was he filthy and emitting a strong stench, but he also had only a few teeth left to hold him up. His malnutrition was obvious, and his physical condition made it increasingly difficult for him to eat. His body began to become thin, and he looked as if he would be blown away by the wind.

Even so, the desire to live kept him going and prevented him from collapsing.

"It's almost over, just one day left."

...

Compared to Kudo Yuma's situation, Aaron of the Sunset Empire was in an even worse situation.

Without the gold ingots in his hand, he had no choice but to confront the strange creature head-on.

The cart of "lamp oil" placed in the house was his biggest bargaining chip.

As soon as it got dark and the time came, he would "light the fire" and begin a last-ditch resistance.

During this time, the cat-faced old woman did appear to seek revenge, even stirring up a whirlwind to storm into the house, intending to kill Aaron.

However, at the crucial moment, Aaron was prepared and decisively chose to set the house on fire, as if he wanted to perish together with his opponent. In the end, he forced his opponent back with the "flames".

Because protective measures were taken in advance, the wolf skin that had been peeled off was soaked in water and used to cover "Grandpa's" coffin, protecting it from being burned by the flames. However, most of the house was charred.

When dawn broke the next day, Aaron decisively went to collect wood again and repaired the damaged house, showing that he was determined to fight to the bitter end.

Compared to his previous obscure self, he has now clearly started to go crazy.

Such a dramatic transformation shocked the higher-ups of the Sunset Empire.

Is this really the same Aaron?!

...

Bruce of the Bald Eagle Empire, on the contrary, relied on his own innate abilities to win for several days while lying in the "coffin."

However, what he didn't know was that every night,

A figure of a little girl in red, exuding resentment, can be seen around the perimeter of the southern cemetery.

Meanwhile, the situation at the southern cemetery is becoming increasingly serious, with the layout being destroyed by mischievous children losing its deterrent effect.

The little girl in red was getting closer and closer to where he was buried...

The high-ranking officials of the Bald Eagle Empire were extremely anxious about this, but to no avail.

...

The world of ghost stories.

Su Ming was sleeping at the moment. After handing over the "night patrol" task to the silly dog, he became relaxed and carefree, and it was common for him to sleep until dawn.

These past few nights, thanks to plenty of sleep, he's started dreaming.

He dreamt that in this alternate world, his "grandfather" was holding his hand and talking to him, with the dead fat rat beside him...

I dreamt again of the family of three from the previous game world. They were having a warm meal in their new home, and the soup simmering in the pot was still made by their neighbor...

He also dreamt of a beast, exactly like him, imprisoned deep within his heart, emitting a grotesque laugh and pounding on its cage...

Most importantly, he dreamed of the scene when he first came into this world...

Then, he had a nightmare...

His once calm face began to twist and become ferocious, and the peaceful aura around him turned evil, crazy, violent, and tyrannical, like a monster released from Pandora's box.

The sudden turn of events naturally drew gasps of surprise from Chinese viewers.

"What's going on? Did Su-ge have a nightmare? Why does he seem so unfamiliar?"

"No way, with Su Ge's terrifying mental fortitude, he still has nightmares? Even those terrifying and bizarre tales can't move him at all!"

"Tomorrow is the seventh day, the most important Ghost Festival. Could something bad be going to happen? No way! Damn you, God, please don't do anything stupid!"

"Wait, why did that silly dog ​​suddenly come back? Shouldn't it be on night patrol? Holy crap, its hat and cape are torn, and so much fur is missing. Who did this?!"

"Oh no, oh no, something's going to happen, Brother Su's going to have another attack..."

When the audience from China saw the silly dog ​​suddenly return to the house, they were a little stunned. However, after seeing the condition of the silly dog, they immediately exclaimed in surprise.

The world of ghost stories.

While having a nightmare, Su Ming suddenly heard a low, whimpering sound and felt something rubbing against his head, which immediately woke him up from his nightmare.

A pair of terrifying blood-red eyes suddenly opened, and the face twisted into a ferocious grimace.

The two opposing forces of calm and madness coexisted harmoniously at this moment.

As everyone knows, Su Ming dislikes being disturbed while he sleeps.

However, upon seeing the "worried" look on the silly dog's face, the red light in Su Ming's eyes noticeably diminished.

It's obvious that the dog woke him up at all costs after seeing him having a nightmare.

He was still quite tolerant of the silly dog.

However, when he saw the appearance of the silly dog, the gradually receding red light suddenly surged, his veins bulged, and his face became as ferocious as a demon. The madness emanating from him gradually overwhelmed his reason.

Because he saw the dog's tattered appearance and the obvious signs of burnt fur.

A low, suppressed, and bizarre laugh began to echo throughout the room.

"Who did it?"