I Play the Horror World as a Simulation Game

Chapter 72: Ghost Creature Cigarettes, Captive Girl!

The man's voice was filled with pain and remorse, making Qin Nuo feel uncomfortable.

He tried to communicate with the man, but the latter was completely immersed in his own world, not listening at all.

It was then that Qin Nuo suddenly noticed a blood-painted pattern on the wall behind the man.

A totem resembling a religious symbol!

The blood made the totem look filled with an evil aura.

"A curse..." the Blood-Eyed Ghost said.

"What kind of curse?" Qin Nuo asked.

"Not sure, but it's clearly a curse on this man. Unless the totem is erased, this man will remain trapped here."

"Unable to die or leave, endless torment, that's the most terrifying!" the Blood-Eyed Ghost said.

"You want to help him?"

Qin Nuo replied indifferently, "I don't even know him, and even if I did, I'm not that kind-hearted."

"I avoid curses like the plague."

With that, Qin Nuo closed the bathroom door, no longer focusing on the tormented man.

After leaving the bathroom, it seemed there was nothing of interest, so Qin Nuo exited and shut the main door.

As soon as he stepped out, hurried footsteps echoed in the hallway.

Suddenly, someone rushed out in a hurry, unable to stop in time, almost colliding with Qin Nuo.

Qin Nuo sidestepped, letting the person crash into the wall instead.

The collision was quite hard, and the man clutched his nose, squatting on the ground as blood seeped through his fingers.

"Watch where you're going. Hitting a wall is one thing, but if you bump into a girl, you'll get a slap or two!" Qin Nuo kindly reminded.

Judging by the man's attire, he was clearly a caregiver like Qin Nuo.

What was he doing here instead of being in his own area, taking care of patients?

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

The man looked young, about twenty years old, and was quite polite. Despite his nose being hurt, he kept apologizing.

"My patient ran off. If I don't find him and get him back to the ward by six, I'm done for!" the young man said frantically.

"Did he get lost around here?" Qin Nuo asked.

"Yes, yes, I turned around, and he was gone."

"There aren't many rooms here, and the view is quite open. You should be able to find him quickly," Qin Nuo said.

"Brother, can you help me look?"

"No."

"We're both caregivers, help me out!" The young man pleaded desperately, almost kneeling.

"What do you have on you?" Qin Nuo asked, eyeing his pocket.

The young man was speechless.

Was he really that pragmatic?

The young man fumbled through his clothes and awkwardly pulled out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket. "Will this do?"

"Offering me a cigarette in this situation? Your thinking is quite novel," Qin Nuo rolled his eyes.

The young man quickly explained, "These aren't ordinary cigarettes. They were a reward from an old man in one of my instances."

"He said it's something good."

"But for some reason, I've never been able to open this pack, so I've kept it."

"An item from an instance?"

Hearing this, Qin Nuo finally focused on the cigarettes.

No name, no logo, just a plain black package.

"A good item," the Blood-Eyed Ghost reminded.

With the Blood-Eyed Ghost's confirmation, Qin Nuo took the cigarettes and immediately smiled, "Alright, since we met by chance, and I happen to crave a smoke, I'll help you out."

The cigarettes were a ghost creature, and Qin Nuo tossed them into the system's toolbar.

Soon, the system's voice was triggered.

"Congratulations to the host for obtaining the Horror Level ghost creature—Constantine's Cigarettes!"

"[Constantine's Cigarettes]: A cigarette after the fact, better than being a living god. Lighting the cursed cigarette grants clairvoyance, allowing you to summon spirits at a death scene for communication." (When the cigarette burns out, the clairvoyance disappears)

"Clairvoyance? In a Horror World, do we still need that?"

Though Qin Nuo thought this, he kept it. The more bizarre the ability, the better; you never know when it might come in handy.

"Let's go, don't just stand there. Didn't you say time is running out?" Qin Nuo turned and walked away.

The young man quickly followed after realizing.

While helping to search, Qin Nuo learned the young man's name was Fu Bing, responsible for the South District ward on the fifth floor.

A patient had asked to go out for a breath of fresh air and then ran off when Fu Bing wasn't looking.

Having walked around this area before, Qin Nuo was somewhat familiar with it and soon found some clues.

Qin Nuo picked up a piece of fabric torn and caught on a window corner, a blue and white striped patient gown.

Both of them looked up, their eyes landing on the room ahead.

The room didn't look like a ward; it was much larger, possibly a conference room or something similar.

"The door is locked with an iron lock. The patient must have gone in through the window, so we should also..."

Before Fu Bing could finish speaking, there was a loud bang as Qin Nuo tore the iron lock off as if it were as fragile as a potato chip.

Fu Bing stared at him in shock.

"Born with great strength, don't be surprised," Qin Nuo brushed it off and went inside.

The room was dimly lit.

In the corners on both sides lay several human figures.

The reason they were called human figures was that they were wrapped in bandages from head to toe, like mummies.

But from their prominent figures, it was clear they were all women.

Chains ran through their shoulders, with the other end embedded in the wall, imprisoning them like prisoners.

"Are they still alive?" Fu Bing asked in a terrified whisper.

Qin Nuo didn't answer, walking further inside.

A stage was set up there, and on it sat a man in a blue and white striped patient gown, staring blankly ahead.

Muttering, "Sister..."

"That's my patient, finally found him!"

Fu Bing rejoiced and hurriedly went up to pull the patient up, "You scared me to death, don't stay here, let's hurry back to the ward, or I'm done for!"

Pulling him alone was difficult, so Fu Bing had to ask Qin Nuo for help, "Buddy, give me a hand, stop just watching!"

Qin Nuo suddenly said, "Why don't you look up and see what your patient is staring at?"

Fu Bing, puzzled, looked up instinctively, and the next moment, he jumped in fright.

On the stage stood a large cross.

A woman was nailed to it, her hands and feet pierced by nails, in a pose reminiscent of Satan.

Her clothes were tattered, and her hair was disheveled.

She first let out a strange laugh, then kept muttering, "I'm guilty, unforgivably guilty, please forgive me, hee hee hee..."

And on the wall behind the cross, there was also a huge blood-red cursed totem painted.

Qin Nuo frowned.

Just like the man in the bathroom!

What heinous crimes had these people committed?

Who held such a grudge to punish them like this?

Qin Nuo pondered.

But one thing was certain,

These were definitely related to the main quest!

"Look... look!!"

Suddenly, Fu Bing shouted, eyes wide open.

Qin Nuo's thoughts were interrupted, and when he looked up,

The terrifying scene made Qin Nuo's face turn pale in an instant...