Lucky billion players, you've never seen one before / I can accumulate my own luck

"There's no need to be so resistant. Things have basically settled down now, and there's no danger anymore," Fan Xiao said with a smile. "The last day is the memorial day, so let's enjoy the lively atmosphere of the ceremony."

"Are you serious?" Mercury scoffed. "I'm staying in my room tomorrow, not going anywhere. Why would you want to join in the massacre of ghosts in the town? Besides... isn't this setting a flag in advance?"

"I suggest you don't act alone. On the last day, other players might see that we're alright and have some ulterior motives."

After reminding him of the important matter, Fan Xiao teased, "How about going out for a stroll to test your courage? Maybe you'll be blessed by fate and meet your Nie Xiaoqian."

"What Nie Xiaoqian?"

Lu Baizhi asked the question casually.

Fan Xiao's expression remained unchanged, and he maintained his smile, saying, "Just kidding."

……

It's 12 o'clock in the morning.

Fan Xiao, who was lying in bed, heard the creaking sound of the living room door opening.

Soon, light shone through the crack in the bedroom door.

Someone turned on the living room light!

He immediately got out of bed, went close to the door, and pressed his ear to listen carefully. He heard footsteps outside, moving towards the kitchen.

Not long after, he heard a crackling sound, which seemed to be the sound of oil being heated to a high temperature in a hot pan.

Someone is cooking in the kitchen.

Fan Xiao left the room and went to the window. He pulled back the curtains and looked outside. There were no shadowy figures wandering around outside, not even one.

The lights in the living room did not attract any attention.

The restriction that lights must be turned off at night seems to have been lifted.

He pondered for a moment, came up with some guesses, then opened the bedroom door, walked through the living room, and entered the kitchen.

The smell of cooking oil filled my nostrils as the older woman busied herself in front of the stove.

She glanced at Fan Xiao sideways, but ignored him completely, treating him like he was invisible, and continued with her work.

Fan Xiao took the initiative to strike up a conversation: "Was this made for your son?"

"...You have already completed the sacrifices at other people's homes. What are you still doing here now?"

The eldest sister finally turned her head and glanced at Fan Xiao.

“If we leave early, we won’t be able to see the memorial activities. One should finish what one starts.” Fan Xiao laughed. “So… shall we begin today’s memorial activities now?”

"If you're curious, you can come out and take a look later," the older sister said. "It's a rare opportunity to come to the Spirit Sacrifice Town, so experiencing the sacrificial activities would make the trip worthwhile. The only way is if you're brave enough."

"I'm quite brave, my only worry is... is it dangerous?" Fan Xiao laughed, "It's the last day, how about you tell me the truth, big sister?"

"There will be no more restrictions on the day of the memorial service."

The older sister turned her head away from Fan Xiao and continued to focus on cooking. While tossing the food in the pan, she said, "Any outsiders who don't meet the requirements will be killed today. It makes no difference whether you go out or not. If you don't meet the requirements, you'll die even if you stay in the house."

"Is it……"

This time, Fan Xiao didn't doubt his older sister's words much.

The so-called "meeting the conditions" should refer to accumulating enough favorability.

Those who haven't accumulated enough will surely die.

If you stay indoors, you'll be fine; the massacre of the town by ten thousand ghosts would then become a joke.

After finding out the details, Fan Xiao left the kitchen, went to Lu Baizhi's door, opened it, and went inside.

Lu Baizhi, lying on the bed, tensed up instantly, entering a state of readiness.

“It’s me,” Fan Xiao said. “From now on, there shouldn’t be any danger. Get out of bed and get ready; we might be participating in an event later.”

"..."

Lu Baizhi pretended she couldn't sleep anymore, got out of bed, looked at Fan Xiao, but didn't immediately get out of bed to approach him.

She pulled her skirt down a little to cover her round, white thighs, and without saying a word, she began to tossing coins.

Fan Xiao suddenly said out of the blue, "It smells like coconut, it smells nice, I quite like it."

"..."

Snap—A coin fell onto the bed, and Lu Baizhi's slightly stiff hand froze in mid-air.

Her cheeks quickly flushed red, just like a steampunk princess from an anime.

I've heard people say that some people are very sensitive in their mind and body, and blush easily when they feel ashamed, turning red in just a few seconds... Fan Xiao doesn't believe it.

Now he has to believe it; there really are people like that.

Yes, Lu Baizhi felt extremely ashamed at that moment.

She applied coconut-scented lip balm yesterday, but the scent was actually very light and not very noticeable. Now that Fan Xiao has pointed it out, it's clear that he found out through... through a kiss.

How could you just say it out loud...?

Despite her inner turmoil, Lu Baizhi remained vigilant. After flipping a coin more than ten times to confirm his identity, she got out of bed, put on her shoes, and went to Fan Xiao's side.

"Um... are we really going to go out? Isn't it too dangerous?"

The girl forcefully changed the subject.

“Today is the day of remembrance, and the situation is the same inside and outside.” Fan Xiao pointed to the living room: “My eldest sister turned on all the lights, and there’s not a soul in sight outside. They’re probably all busy with the sacrificial activities.”

"OK then."

Lu Baizhi nodded.

Since she could evacuate at any time, she wasn't afraid of encountering any danger.

Moreover, with Fan Xiao around, the sense of security is absolutely overwhelming.

The two waited in the living room for less than half an hour before the older sister came out of the kitchen carrying a tray with several home-style dishes on it.

She took a flashlight and carried the dishes, and went out the door.

Fan Xiao and Lu Baizhi followed.

As Fan Xiao had predicted, there was no danger outside.

Lights were turned on in every household, smoke was billowing from the chimneys, and townspeople came out of their homes carrying groceries, lighting equipment, and some even holding burning incense sticks.

The townspeople spontaneously formed a long queue, like a dragon, and walked out of the town to worship the spirits.

The group included both living townspeople and ghost townspeople.

Many surviving players and ordinary surviving people who were staying in the houses were a little confused about the situation, but this did not stop them from timidly staying in the houses.

Yes, even after six days, there are still ordinary people who have survived.

These people were lucky; they happened to find a kind family to stay with and remained inside for six days without going out, thus saving their lives.

The families they deceived and harmed ironically provided them with shelter.

I have to say, this is quite ironic.

However, the asylum will soon end.

Once the ghost townspeople from the world of the dead return, these ordinary people will die in increasingly gruesome ways.

The deceased, who were worshipped by the kind-hearted family, might return and, due to their "geographical advantage," preemptively kill these swindlers, thus gaining a year's stay in the town.

In a way, this can be considered a form of karmic retribution.

Fan Xiao gathered his scattered thoughts, took Lu Baizhi's hand, and continued to follow the long line of people.

After leaving the town of Jiling and going outside, the townspeople held up their trays, and the aroma of home-cooked dishes wafted into the air on the evening breeze, lingering around them.

Countless flashlights shone forward, illuminating the town's borders, as if guiding the dead.

The townspeople began walking around the town, and with each additional lap, new faces would appear in the procession.

Fan Xiao felt the crowd around him grow larger, with gazes converging on him and Lu Baizhi, the thick, malice making it hard to breathe.

Fan Xiao ignored them and instead began to carefully observe these newly appeared "people".

He suddenly spotted some dead players in the crowd.

They even saw Zhao Yu, and the two B-level henchmen of the Black Snake Organization leader.

They were glaring at him fiercely, but there was nothing they could do about it.

Fan Xiao looked around again, but he couldn't see the leader of the Black Serpent Organization. This made him guess that the spirit of the person killed by the little angel had been completely wiped out and would not leave any trace in this instance.

After verifying his guess, Fan Xiao pulled Lu Baizhi away from Changlong and returned to Jiling Town, to his eldest sister's house.

Around 1 a.m., the long line of cars winding around the town finally stopped and dispersed.

A short while later, the eldest sister returned home, followed by a thin figure.

Fan Xiao and Lu Baizhi tactfully entered the bedroom, without disturbing their elder sister's reunion with her son.

Fan Xiao drew back the curtains and opened the window, letting the evening breeze in. The sound of the wind seemed to be mixed with terrifying roars and screams.

At this moment, in the town of Jiling, the ghosts began their revelry.

Of course, not all residents of Ghost Town are going crazy.

At the eldest sister's home, her returned son did not visit any families with survivors.

Here, a warmth that lasts only one day a year is maintained, and one's desires are fulfilled.

……

The next morning, Fan, Xiao, and the other three met at the usual spot.

After verifying their identities, the four left the Spirit Sacrifice Town and arrived at the surrounding hilly area.

There are not many dangers hidden in the town now. The instance will close around 5 pm and all restrictions will be lifted. They don't want to cause any trouble, so they have taken the initiative to stay away from the dangerous area.

"I wonder if any other players besides us survived?"

Mercury gazed at the town, lost in thought.

"Whether it happens or not, it's none of our business anymore," Li Xian said. "It's the final stage, so let's not cause any more trouble. Let's wait outside until it's over."

No one had any objections to the suggestion.

So they began to wait.

However, as time went by, things did not unfold as smoothly as they had hoped.

Around four o'clock in the afternoon, some blank-faced figures suddenly appeared in the hilly area on the outskirts of the town.

They approached the location where Fan Xiao and the other three were standing, their faces deathly still, but their eyes filled with undisguised malice.

They seemed to have spent too long in the world of the dead; they could no longer show the expressions that the living should have.

Before long, more and more figures gathered around, filling the surrounding hills with a dense, ubiquitous crowd.

"...Brothers and sisters, you can't do anything by surrounding us, so how about you give us some face?"

Mercury, unable to bear the pressure of the gaze any longer, spoke up to persuade, "The dungeon will open again later, and there will be plenty of outsiders for you to kill. Why make things difficult for the four of us good people when you can stay a little longer?"

No one responded to him.

Only cold, icy gazes focused on us.

If it weren't for the protection of the favorability rule, these ghostly figures would probably have swarmed them and torn them to pieces long ago.

Mercury's temples were covered in cold sweat, but he managed to maintain his composure.

After being stared at like that for about half an hour...

[You have fulfilled one of the mission requirements. Do you wish to proceed?]

[This instance has ended. Instance closed.]

[Player "Seal" Dungeon Rating: B]

[Player "Orca" Dungeon Rating: B]

[Player "Dongfang Zhizi" Dungeon Rating: C]

[Player "Mercury" Dungeon Rating: C]

Finally, the game notified me that it had been updated.