I Play the Horror World as a Simulation Game

Chapter 11: Six-eyed evil spirit, Wang Yang's fate!

"Oh, it should be reduced to ashes."

The Wall Ghost added another sentence.

Qin Nuo was secretly surprised.

In less than a minute, the Wall Ghost had dealt with the Hanged Ghost?

This guy is so powerful, why is he still afraid of a few nails?

The Wall Ghost didn't say much more and said in a deep voice, "The job's done, can you help me pull out those two nails now?"

Qin Nuo kept his word and swiftly pulled out the two bone nails from the wall.

At this moment, Tang Ming finally understood what was going on, and he was completely stunned.

His good buddy was actually working with a ghost to deal with another ghost?

"Buddy, my friend here isn't too bright. If he runs into trouble in the next few days, could you look out for him?" Qin Nuo said.

Wall Ghost: "You're no saint yourself."

"Don't be so petty, I've always thought of us as friends."

"Scram!"

"Alright, pulling out nails and not recognizing people, goodbye."

Qin Nuo left with Tang Ming.

"How did you get tangled up with that Hanged Ghost?"

On their way downstairs, Qin Nuo asked for the reason. Logically, as long as you work honestly, ghosts wouldn't dare harm employees.

"Don't mention it, that Hanged Ghost is extremely malevolent. It was my first day on the job, and I was inexperienced in many areas. It made things difficult for me at every turn."

"In the end, I made a small mistake, and it caught me by the tail, trapping me in the restroom. In one of the stalls, I saw several pieces of human skin and hair, probably from previous employees."

"That Hanged Ghost, who knows how many new employees like me it has killed!" Tang Ming said with lingering fear.

In life, the Hanged Ghost was a murderer with several lives on his hands. In death, it was filled with malevolence, always thinking of ways to harm others.

So, it made things difficult for new employees, causing them to make mistakes, so it could slowly torment them.

This way, it stayed within the rules while satisfying its desire to kill!

"Alright, there are still five days left, be careful."

"I can't always be there to help you." Qin Nuo patted Tang Ming on the shoulder.

Tang Ming nodded and suddenly said, "By the way, those moves you pulled earlier were impressive, you had those two ghosts completely under control!"

Qin Nuo chuckled twice, said nothing, and went downstairs after bidding farewell to Tang Ming.

In the lobby, Ghost Granny and the little boy were not there, but from a room on the side came the little boy's voice, "Grandma, this is so delicious, I want more."

"If you want to eat, eat more. Grandma has plenty." Ghost Granny's loving voice came through.

Qin Nuo didn't think much about what the ghostly grandson was eating; it certainly wasn't something humans would eat.

Hanging the key on the wall at the front desk, Qin Nuo hurried back to the restaurant.

There were five minutes left until the end of his shift.

Qin Nuo was wondering if Liu Jiaqi and the others had completed their tasks when he ran into a panicked Wang Yang in the corridor.

Wang Yang was carrying a dish, looking flustered, and when he saw Qin Nuo, it was like seeing a lifeline.

"Qin Nuo! You're the only one who can save me now, please help me!"

"Is there a problem with your dish?" Qin Nuo asked.

"I've completed five orders, but four of them received unsatisfactory ratings. If the last one doesn't get a satisfactory rating or higher, I'm done for!"

"Pinocchio will make sure I don't see the sun tomorrow, we were classmates, you have to help me!"

"How can you make this dish satisfactory for the customer?"

He was holding a pot of soup, its contents unknown, with the meat inside falling apart and emitting a strange odor.

Seeing his state, Qin Nuo hesitated for a moment and used the Eye of Analysis to discern the shortcomings of the dish.

"Go to the kitchen and find a bottle of cooking wine, pour in half a spoon, and remember, the cooking wine must be white wine," Qin Nuo said.

"Do I have to go back? Why don't you help me all the way and add it for me!" Wang Yang continued to plead.

"Wang Yang, I've helped you as much as I can, I can't help you any more, your life is in your own hands."

Qin Nuo shook his head and spoke coldly.

He wasn't a fool.

In this world where life is cheap, it's a test of one's heart. If he took over the pot of soup, the blame could easily fall on him.

Being too kind would only lead to his own downfall!

Seeing Qin Nuo's firm refusal, a trace of malice flashed in Wang Yang's eyes, but it was quickly concealed, and he hurriedly said, "Okay, okay, I'll go add it right away!"

With that, he ran off.

Back at the restaurant, Liu Jiaqi returned from the kitchen, looking relieved.

"Finished?" Qin Nuo asked.

Liu Jiaqi nodded, "And you?"

"I finished two hours ago and took a detour to Tang Ming's place."

Liu Jiaqi's mouth dropped open.

It's only the second day, and he's already wandering around like it's his own backyard!

She suddenly felt like she and Qin Nuo were playing different games.

She was worried about offending the customers and losing her life.

But he was just clocking in and out, relaxed and leisurely.

"Wang Yang seems to be in some trouble. He's missing a hand, which greatly affects him, and he's already received four bad reviews today," Liu Jiaqi said.

So, the customer's review of this sixth order was crucial, almost determining his fate!

"I gave him some advice, whether he can handle it is up to him."

Just as Qin Nuo finished speaking, Wang Yang pushed the dining cart out.

Sweating profusely, his face was still filled with anxiety and fear.

"Cu...customer, your dish is here."

Wang Yang placed the dish on the table with trembling hands.

The customer at the table was a ghost with six eyes, no mouth on its face, and a gaping maw with fangs on its chest.

Looking at the soup in the pot, the Six-Eyed Ghost paused, then poured all the soup and meat into its gaping maw.

The hair-raising sound of chewing filled the air, making Wang Yang's legs tremble.

Soon.

After swallowing everything, the Six-Eyed Ghost looked up at Wang Yang and asked in a calm voice, "What did you add to this soup?"

Seeing that the Six-Eyed Ghost didn't show any dissatisfaction or anger, Wang Yang's eyes lit up, and he quickly said, "Customer, it was cooking wine, I added cooking wine!"

"The chef's idea, or yours?"

"It was mine, I requested it to be added!" Wang Yang hurriedly claimed credit, afraid the merit would be taken by someone else.

"Is that so."

"Because of your cooking wine, you've ruined my entire pot of soup!"

The Six-Eyed Ghost's six snake-like venomous eyes turned blood red, and terrifying ghost aura surged from the gaping maw.

The table shook violently, cracking inch by inch, with fragments scattering everywhere.

Wang Yang was stunned.

"A clever rat, ruining the soup and ruining my mood!"

"As a price, you'll be my slave!"

A large hand reached out, and Wang Yang had no room to resist, like an ant caught in its grasp.

Creak.

Pinocchio appeared, staring at the Six-Eyed Ghost.

Wang Yang, seeing a savior, frantically called for help, "Supervisor, save me, please save me!"

"Are you the supervisor?" The six terrifying red eyes all turned to Pinocchio.

"Yes, I apologize for the inconvenience caused by my foolish employee to our esteemed guest."

"As compensation, this rat is yours, and on your next visit, you'll enjoy the restaurant's member discount!"

Pinocchio's words made Wang Yang's heart sink to the bottom.

His eyes turned blood red as he glared at Qin Nuo not far away, screaming hysterically, "Qin Nuo! You set me up, I won't let you get away with this! Even if I become a ghost, I'll come back for you!!"

"That's more like it."

Pinocchio's words made the Six-Eyed Ghost nod in satisfaction, then it left the restaurant with the screaming Wang Yang.

The other guests were silent, quickly making way.

Clearly, the Six-Eyed Ghost was not to be trifled with.

After Wang Yang was taken away, the restaurant returned to silence.

Pinocchio glanced at Qin Nuo and Liu Jiaqi, muttering to himself as he left, "One less person again, what a headache."