I play the horror world as a development game

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The rest of the players also started eating one after another. They are not experienced players, but they are not novices either. Most of the food in the Horror World has been eaten.

It's just that some players are still unlucky.

They found some eyeballs, tongues, and other parts of food from the porridge. Are they the eyes of domestic animals?No one knows, but the corpses that disappeared overnight seem to have the answer.

A small number of players have almost finished eating, but looking at some conspicuous "ingredients" in the spoon, they still can't swallow it, throw it on the ground, step on it, or put it in their pockets.

All in all, after about 10 minutes, everyone's plates were clean.

Qin Nuo's plate was also clean. He leaned on the seat, his stomach was a little swollen, and he shook his head with a look of lovelessness: "Sometimes, it may not be good to talk too much."

Fang Ye turned his head and looked at Qin Nuo with a smile on his lips: "It seems that you are very satisfied after eating."

Qin Nuo was in no mood to talk to him, feeling as if his stomach was about to burp, and pinched the tiger's mouth between his fingers.

In front of the carriage, there was another movement. It was the old couple who had returned.

They changed their clothes, but they were still dirty and shabby, and began to collect dishes from the left and right sides of the upper walkway.

"Very good, everyone's food is very clean, there are no grains left, I am very pleased, old man." The old man said with a chuckle, his posture was more like the servants of the passengers in costumes.

"All the credit goes to grandpa and aunt. The food is delicious." A player agreed with a smile.

The old woman smiled too, and when she put away the plates in the seventh row, her smile froze a little.

Throwing the plate into the iron bucket, the old lady looked at the inch-cut man and asked hoarsely, "Son, is it my cooking that doesn't taste good?"

The inch-cut man smiled uneasily and said, "It's delicious, what's wrong?"

"Then why waste food, you should know that these are precious."

"You know those people used to gobble up some food with blood on their hands."

The inch-cut man smiled dryly, and was about to speak when the old lady reached out and took out an eyeball from his pocket.

"This is a gift to us who are at the lowest end of the food chain." The old lady murmured.

The inch-cut man didn't panic, and explained: "It's because it's so rare that I keep some in my pocket in case there's a shortage of food."

"Auntie, I cherish food more than any of them!"

He explained calmly, but a drop of sweat from his forehead exposed his heart at the moment.

"For hardworking people, there will be no shortage of food, because it is my responsibility."

The old lady put her eyeballs in her mouth, and her dark eyeholes were facing the short-haired man: "Besides, I saw lies in your eyes, and that seems to be your real thinking."

"The person who is really eager to cherish food is not your eyes, child."

The face of the inch-cut man twitched twice, he moved his seat a little, quietly hid one hand in his pocket, and there seemed to be a cold light surging in the depths of his eyes.

The rest of the players looked at him with indifference, curiosity, and gloating in their eyes.

Surprisingly, after saying this, the old lady didn't take any further action, but said: "Son, don't do this next time."

After the sound fell, he carried the iron bucket to the next row of seats.

The inch-cut man was stunned.

Just say a few words?

Qin Nuo in the last seat was also a little confused.

Fang Ye said, "Watch carefully."

After confirming that the old lady had gone to the next seat to collect the dishes, the cropped man breathed a sigh of relief, looking at his palms, which were covered in cold sweat.

Two drops of blood suddenly fell on the palm of his hand.

Before the inch-cut man could react, his body shook violently, and a big hole was cut in his forehead instantly. The back of the chair was stained red with blood, and half of the face of the player next to him was spattered with blood.

He looked at the wide-eyed, half-cut man who was dying with regret, and his expression froze for a moment.

Blood flowed from the blood hole in the forehead of the inch-cut man, his body slid down little by little, and he collapsed on the ground.

"What is this, mysterious power?" Qin Nuo frowned.

"In the carriage, they are the rules."

Fang Ye opened his mouth and glanced at Qin Nuo: "You can treat them as omnipotent gods."

Qin Nuo wanted to say something nonsense, but the words got stuck in his throat and he still couldn't say it.

Call the blood-eyed ghost in the body: "Brother Xue, what do you think? This old couple must not have surpassed the disaster level, right?"

The blood-eyed ghost was silent for a while, and then said: "It's not them who are strong, but an invisible force hidden in the carriage. It seems to be the absolute order in this carriage."

"These two old people are enough to use this power."

"Try not to provoke them, I can't protect you." The blood-eyed ghost gave Qin Nuo a reminder first.

bump! !

While speaking, there was another sudden explosion!

It was the player who couldn't swallow the last bit of food and stepped on the ground, his head exploded like a rotten watermelon.

The rest of the players were terrified, especially the players in the back.

Is there really no food left?

The old lady and the old man turned a blind eye to these bloody scenes and continued to put away the plates behind them.

Back in the third row from the bottom, the plate of the passengers on the sidewalk was collected. The player by the window suddenly looked fierce, took out a revolver, and pointed it at the old man.

Before the old man raised his head, the bullet hit his head.

The force of the bullet did not make him fall to the ground immediately. He picked up the plate, paused, and then continued to throw the plate into the iron bucket.

Looking up, the bullet was inlaid between his eyebrows, emitting black smoke.

"I'm close to a horror-level ghost!" The player looked at him in disbelief.

"Son, have you spoiled the food too?"

"You young people just don't know the suffering of our older generation." The old man shook his head and sighed.

The player suddenly said: "Master, I know I was wrong, I will never do this again, I am willing to do chores for you, to make up for the trampled food, and the slamming shot just now!"

"I don't blame your behavior, it's just chilling."

While the old man was speaking, he suddenly raised his hand and grabbed the player.

The player wanted to resist, but he couldn't move. The surrounding air flowed rapidly, causing terrifying pressure, crushing his whole body.

In the next second, the player's body was folded like a piece of paper in an unimaginable change. The flesh and bones were crushed, but strangely, no blood flowed out.

A huge person, folded into the size of a plate, like a meatloaf, his eyeballs are still rolling, full of fear.

The old man didn't speak, just threw him into the iron bucket, and continued to walk to the next one with the iron bucket.

Many passengers saw this scene in their eyes, and they were all terrified.

What is the strength of this old man?

Qin Nuo was also a little dazed looking at it. The old lady came to his side and asked with a smile: "Son, you seem to eat very clean?"

Qin Nuo came back to his senses and handed out his plate with a smile: "Grandma, it's very clean. I've finished eating a single grain of rice."

"I'm looking forward to the next meal. Such a rare and delicious food is like a dream. I don't know how long it will last?"

Blood-eyed ghost: "Your little mouth is like honey."

"If you are a dog leg, you must be a role model!"

Qin Nuo ignored the blood-eyed ghost's mixed words, paying attention to the changes in the old lady's expression.

She smiled brightly, and obviously had a deeper impression of Qin Nuo: "It's rare to have a child who is not only sensible, but also lovable."

She put away the plate and said, "A child like you should have great achievements. Staying in this carriage is only temporary."

Qin Nuo's eyebrows twitched, thinking what did he mean, could he go to the next carriage?

"I'm looking forward to your performance in the back. The front compartment should be a world you haven't seen before."

Over there, the old man also finished collecting the dishes.

Then both of them will go to the front of the carriage, facing the passengers who still have lingering fears.

"The food this time is free, but the food in the future will require money."

"Money can be exchanged with hard work. I hope you can understand the hard-won in hard work. Work hard."

As soon as these words came out, the faces of many passengers changed.

Qin Nuo also had a weird expression.

The dungeon cannot extract the ghost money accumulated in previous dungeons, and now he is penniless.

In the carriage, where can I find ghost money in exchange for food?

===Chapter 256 Beyond the train, the abandoned village!===

Whoosh!

The white scene outside the window quickly passed by the car window, Qin Nuo withdrew his gaze, and looked at Fang Ye who was beside him.

He sat there with a small knife in his hand, picking sawdust off the table.

Qin Nuo asked, "Do you have any idea about ghost money?"

"No."

Fang Ye shook his head: "But don't panic, it's not just you and me who are penniless in this carriage."

Apart from the two of them, the rest of the players were also distressed.

It's not that they crave the food so much, they don't even want to touch the disgusting food if given the choice.

Just witnessing the tragic death of several players, their scalps are a little numb, who knows what will happen if there is no ghost money?

bump!

On the front side of the carriage, an iron door was closed. It was the only iron door that their passengers could open because it was the toilet.

I don't know if it's a food problem or a psychological effect. At this moment, the players lined up and walked into the toilet one after another.

Some people were suffocated, and they still lined up honestly. No one dared to fight in the carriage. Violent behavior would only speed up the end of their game journey.

Right, there was a long low hum from outside the train, and everyone could clearly feel the speed of the train slowing down a little bit.

"It seems to be entering the waiting area."

Qin Nuo looked out the window and said something.

Over there, the players heard some movement, and suddenly all returned to their seats obediently.

The iron door on the right opened, and the old man came back, but the old lady did not appear behind him.

He hunched over, looking trembling, if not exposed to the wind, with his hands behind his back and a cigarette bag hanging.

"Passengers, the train has entered the waiting area, and now it's your free time."

"The door of the carriage will open, and you will have an hour to go out. When you reach the end, you must return to the carriage. The train does not wait for anyone."

"During this period, it is the only chance for you to earn ghost money. How to get it is up to you. You can use any method."

"Ghost notes are important food stamps, and I hope everyone will do their best to get them."

After speaking, the old man turned around and went back behind the iron gate.

At this moment, after the train came to a complete stop, the iron gate on the other side opened with a bang.

The endless cold wind rushed in like a flood, driving away the stench and dull air in the carriage.

"Can you still go outside the train?"

Everyone was startled.

Looking at the opened train door, the players in front walked out without hesitation.

"There is only one hour, hurry up!"

The players behind did not dare to neglect, and walked out of the carriage.

Fang Ye put the knife in his waist, and stood up: "Let's go, let's see what is outside first."

Outside the train, the white mist covering the waiting area dissipated little by little, and the face of the small area was exposed to the players.