I play the horror world as a development game

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When I opened the window, I realized that the outside was completely white, and the fog was thicker than yesterday.

By the window, lay the dead body of a small sparrow, which had been cold for a long time.

The fur was wet, there were no injuries on the body, the paws were curled up, and the eyes were still open.

"This mist doesn't look quite right either." Qin Nuo muttered.

"Brother Blood, how much ghost smell is in the air?"

"I don't know, these fogs cut off my sense of smell." The blood-eyed ghost said lightly.

Qin Nuo was silent, and suddenly thought of Li Sha's mother, she was already weak, if she also suffered from this strange disease...

Just as he was thinking, there was a knock on the door.

The mother's voice came from outside the door: "Son, have you woken up? After breakfast, let's go to work."

Qin Nuo pushed open the door, and saw her mother standing at the door, with nothing unusual on her body, her face was calm, she blinked her eyes, and said, "It's a bit cold today, remember to wear more clothes."

Qin Nuo asked, "Got it, mother, you didn't feel anything in your body today, did you?"

"You don't need to worry about Mother's health, it's fine." The mother smiled slightly, turned and left.

Qin Nuo's face was full of doubts. After breakfast, the moment he opened the door, the cold air in the yard poured into the house, and the remaining heating was instantly dissipated.

The hazy courtyard suddenly looked gloomy and desolate. The weeds growing under the wall and the vegetables planted were robbed of their vitality and withered overnight.

As soon as I took a step, a familiar voice suddenly sounded in my mind: "Congratulations to the player for triggering the dungeon mission!"

"Please send at least three guests to their destinations within today, and satisfy the evaluation attitude."

"After completing the dungeon task, you can get a bottle of good medicine and additional points. After completing the dungeon, the settlement will be made!"

"Note: Dungeon missions also have a certain probability of obtaining mainline clues!"

"The third mission dungeon... also looks quite simple, the difference is that it lacks the narrative from Li Sha's inner perspective."

"It's just that there was a qualitative change on the third day compared to the first two days. Is it really that simple?"

Thinking to himself, Qin Nuo pulled up the rickshaw, said hello to his mother in the house, and left the courtyard.

Unlike yesterday, today's alley is eerie and chills down the spine.

In the hazy alley, the fog is so thick that only the distance of an arm's length can be seen.

Pulling the rickshaw, Qin Nuo always felt that something was following behind him, and the armrest in his hand seemed to become heavy, as if there were already guests sitting in the rickshaw.

Qin Nuo's concentration is very strong, and his heart is not affected by these terrifying environments.

The smell of horror came back, but it made him calm down a lot.

Based on the experience accumulated in the previous sets of dungeons, he knew that when horror appeared, clues would follow.

Getting lost is often more disturbing than being in danger.

Qin Nuo now has a new view on Quande Town, and has a greater interest in that main line.

Qin Nuo thought to himself, just as he pulled the rickshaw out of the alley, he saw a black figure in the fog in front of him.

The black shadow also seemed to have seen Qin Nuo and the rickshaw behind him, stretched out his hand, and stopped the rickshaw.

===Chapter 437 Style Change Sudden Attack===

In the dense white mist, the black shadow stretched out his hand to stop Qin Nuo.

Qin Nuo put down the armrest, looked at the black shadow, and said with a smile, "Uncle Zhang, it's so early today, are you going to Liu Street?"

Uncle Zhang is the husband of Aunt Xuan. He is quite old-fashioned and doesn't like to joke. Only Aunt Xuan can treat him. Five children, relatively speaking, the pressure is naturally great, they get up early and stay late, and they rarely see people.

Today's Uncle Zhang, as usual, is carrying a meal in his hand, a dilapidated toolbox covered with plaster.

The difference is that Uncle Zhang's face is a bit duller than usual.

He tilted his head slightly, looked at Qin Nuo coldly, and said, "Liu Jie, I'm in a hurry, so I can't overtime."

"Be there before eight o'clock."

Qin Nuo nodded slightly, but he felt strange in his heart. Uncle Zhang's family was in such a difficult financial situation, but it was unreasonable to take a rickshaw.

Uncle Zhang got into the rickshaw, and Qin Nuo put a towel on his shoulders. Although there was good medicine to restrain him, his health was not as good as yesterday. After only a short journey, Qin Nuo felt that it was difficult to breathe and his limbs were sore.

Uncle Zhang was sitting in the car, staring at Qin Nuo, especially noticing that the speed had slowed down, and a ferocious expression appeared on his old-fashioned face.

"You're slow. If you exceed the time limit, my consequences will be serious, and your consequences will also be serious."

There was an obvious threat in those words.

Qin Nuo's breathing fluctuated more and more, and after his hands and feet became sore, he became weak.

Fortunately, at this moment, tiny black meridians appeared on the right hand, spreading on the skin, a surge of power surged up, slowed down the pace, and then sped back up.

"It still depends on me." The blood-eyed ghost said indifferently.

Qin Nuo said helplessly in his heart: "It's Li Sha's physical weakness, not me."

In the rickshaw, Uncle Zhang saw the squirming black meridians on Qin Nuo's body, his brows were wrinkled, and his expression returned to ice-cold.

"The man named Zhang in the car has malicious intentions towards you. Just a few times ago, his eyes looked as if he wanted to eat you." The blood-eyed ghost reminded.

Qin Nuo blinked, and taking advantage of this time, he chatted casually with Uncle Zhang: "Uncle Zhang, yesterday I saw that Aunt Xuan had a bad cough, did she catch a cold, how is your body today?"

Uncle Zhang replied: "What about that woman, it has nothing to do with me, she deserves what she deserves if she dies from coughing one day."

"She thinks that after a long time, I will forget that incident? No matter how I try to make up for it, I can't save it. I won't kill her myself, but I will always curse her to die!"

His voice trembled, his tone was vicious, and there was a strong taste of hatred.

Qin Nuo had a weird expression.

I just simply greeted him friendly, why did this guy feel like he stepped on his tail and exploded?

In Li Sha's memory, this old couple had few quarrels that were obviously loving, but now that it comes from his own mouth, why is it different?

"Um, I can tell that Uncle Zhang is very concerned about Aunt Xuan's health."

"Then let's change the subject, how is Uncle Zhang doing recently?"

Facing Qin Nuo's constant talking about the topic, Uncle Zhang's face was gloomy: "You talk too much nonsense, please take care of your car."

Qin Nuo shut his mouth when he thought about the need for customers to be satisfied.

On the street, compared to yesterday, it was much deserted. Many shops had opened for business, but there were not many people there.

Quande Town, which was originally bustling and bustling, completely changed its style overnight.

The most important thing is that the pervasive mist has no intention of dissipating. Under its shroud, there is no trace of morning light.

It may be because of the passage of time, but Brother Zhang in the car gradually became anxious and irritable.

One pair of hands was grasping something, and the strange sound provoked Qin Nuo's body and mind.

"You still have the last 2 minutes." Brother Zhang said, his voice was almost squeezed out from the gap between his teeth, revealing a kind of sternness and ferocity.

"Uncle Zhang, it's overtime, you can say whatever you want, but it's not time yet, so there's no need to worry." Qin Nuo said, speeding up his feet. The cold wind whispered in my ears.

Qin Nuo's words seemed to make Uncle Zhang even more upset.

Even if he didn't turn his head, he could feel the malice coming from behind him.

It suddenly occurred to Qin Nuo that it was mentioned in the dungeon mission that to send the guests to their destination, they still need to get a satisfactory evaluation.

Now that Uncle Zhang looks like this, will he smile and give himself a satisfactory praise?

One minute later, Qin Nuo turned a corner and arrived at Liu Street. This area is a construction zone, the humidity is heavy, and the soil under his feet is also sticky.

Qin Nuo put down the armrest, turned back to Uncle Zhang on the rickshaw and said, "It's not overtime, is it?"

Uncle Zhang got out of the car and said coldly, "You are very lucky, you are only a few seconds away."

He was carrying the toolbox, turned around, and was about to leave when Qin Nuo suddenly stopped him: "Uncle Zhang, did you forget something?"

Uncle Zhang stopped in his tracks, and then reached into his clothes with one hand.

Qin Nuo suddenly smiled and said, "No need, Uncle Zhang, I'll just play a joke on you. Aunt Xuan also often helps me when I'm a neighbor, so I won't charge the money."

He said so, naturally for the satisfaction of the evaluation.

Otherwise, with this attitude, Qin Nuo would have the urge to rush up and slap her twice.

But a coin still bounced on Qin Nuo's face, only to hear Uncle Zhang snort coldly: "What does that woman have to do with me taking care of you?"

"I can't even afford this little money!"

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Qin Nuo picked up the coins on the ground, looked at Uncle Zhang's back, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

The blood-eyed ghost suggested: "According to this attitude, the mission has failed anyway, why don't I beat him up for you!"

"This kind of stuff needs to be cleaned up, you know?"

While Qin Nuo hesitated, his eyes suddenly moved.

I saw a young man walking out crookedly from the alley ahead.

The man's body was covered with black corpse spots, which were horrifying and glaring. What was even more frightening was that there was a sarcoma the size of a baby's head growing on his neck, which was clearly covered with blood threads, trembling as he walked.

He took two steps, and spit out a mouthful of black blood.

Then he leaned against the wall on one side and sat softly on the ground.

He turned his head to look at Qin Nuo, with despair in his eyes, and said hoarsely: "I don't care if you are a player or a game NPC, if you give me a bottle of good medicine, I can exchange a main thread clue with you."

"This town is definitely not as simple as you think."

"If you want to rely on dungeon missions to obtain good medicine and survive the next seven days, there is little hope, but my main thread involves many things..."

The man kept trying to seduce Qin Nuo, but Qin Nuo remained indifferent.

Seeing that he had almost finished speaking, he tilted his head slightly and asked, "Are you going to take a car?"

Hearing this, the man's eyes were gloomy, and he cursed: "Game npc with cerebral palsy!"

He leaned on the wall and stood up with difficulty, suddenly there was a crossbow bolt in his hand.

Qin Nuo rolled his eyes at the crossbow arrows, his expression remained calm.

But immediately, his expression changed slightly.

The man froze, and he also noticed something. Behind him, a terrifying face appeared at some point.

It was Uncle Zhang's face. His face seemed to have been evaporated. The flesh and blood rotted, and small holes were broken, and hot blood flowed down.

A ferocious smile, with a certain kind of madness: "You look like you need help?"

Puchi!

The man turned around suddenly, and the crossbow arrow in his hand shot out instantly, and the arrow penetrated Uncle Zhang's head.

Uncle Zhang tilted his head back, and in the next second, he grabbed the man's forehead with one hand. As his five fingers exerted strength, the man screamed and tried to break free, but it was all in vain.

Qin Nuo clearly saw that the five fingers on the head were bleeding out, and two of them pierced into the eyes, and blood gushed out.

Watching this scene, Qin Nuo frowned.

Soon, the man's screams gradually subsided.

Not dead, but exhausted, his hands dropped, and he gave up resistance.

Uncle Zhang raised his hand, looked at the bloody man's face, and indeed he still breathed a sigh of relief, his old-fashioned and cold face stretched out, and the smile became even bigger.

He turned his head to look at Qin Nuo, the arrow between his eyebrows was still stuck there, and black blood was flowing.

Looking at Qin Nuo this time, his eyes lost all malice: "Xiao Li, it's hard work, thank you for sending me here at this time, otherwise I wouldn't be able to meet such a high-quality guy!"

"In the car, Uncle Zhang treated you a little badly, I will apologize to you."

Qin Nuo was silent for a while, and then smiled slightly: "It's okay, as long as Uncle Zhang is satisfied."

"Satisfied, why not satisfied?"

Uncle Zhang smiled, showing the yellow teeth in his mouth, and then dragged the man's body away gradually.

until it disappeared into the dense white mist...

Qin Nuo frowned.

Men are players.