I Play the Horror World as a Simulation Game

Boom!!

In the dead of night, the scumbag ghost fell from the fourth floor, crashing hard onto the ground.

The concrete's hardness shattered his body like tofu pudding.

Blood and brain matter splattered everywhere!

A few seconds later, the scumbag ghost got up, his flesh and blood slowly regenerating.

He looked up at the fourth-floor window, eyes wide with rage, and roared, "That kid dragged me into that room, it must have something to do with you, you bitch!"

"I swear I'll chop you up, you worthless woman, and that idiot brat who only knows how to laugh!!"

The scumbag ghost raged like a madman, constantly howling.

But in the next moment, his voice abruptly stopped.

In the hall, the old landlord stood with his cane, looking at him with a calm gaze.

Yet it sent a chill from the scumbag ghost's head to his toes!

"I don't care about you and your wife's issues, but it's sleeping time now, and your noise is breaking the apartment's rules."

"If I hear your voice again, I'll rip out your tongue, and then your whole family will be kicked out of the apartment," the old landlord said calmly, then slowly disappeared into the darkness with his cane.

The scumbag ghost was as silent as a cicada in winter, not daring to utter another word.

Only after the landlord had left for a long time did he dare to go upstairs.

But his anger was still unabated, gripping a machete tightly as he climbed, exuding a murderous aura.

However, as he reached the third floor, his steps suddenly halted.

In the moonlight, Black Rose's exquisite face exuded a stunning beauty.

"I've looked into your family's affairs."

"No matter how angry you are, you can't kill your wife."

"Why not cooperate with me? I'll kill your wife for you, how about that?" Black Rose's voice was seductive, carrying an inexplicable allure.

It was true.

The couple had been fighting each other for years, yet neither could kill the other.

Even if they were smashed to pieces, they would both return to Room 403 the next day.

The scumbag ghost's greedy eyes roamed crazily over Black Rose's curvaceous figure.

His eyes showed excitement, like a starving wolf seeing a plump sheep, ready to skin it alive!

However, the scumbag ghost still maintained his sanity and asked, "So kind to help me, what do you want?"

"There are a few people in the apartment I dislike, deal with them for me, that's my condition," Black Rose said lightly.

The scumbag ghost stepped forward, his dry fingers lifting her smooth chin, his mouth cracking into a sinister smile, "But it sounds like I'm still at a disadvantage!"

Black Rose snorted with a smile, unfazed, and also reached out her slender fingers to lift the scumbag ghost's decaying chin, "Then what else do you want?"

The scumbag ghost's gaze lowered, chuckling, "That depends on your performance."

"Alright, come to my room, and I'll show you my performance."

Black Rose stirred the scumbag ghost's emotions and turned to walk toward the room.

The scumbag ghost greedily inhaled the lingering fragrance in the air and followed closely.

Creak!

The door opened, Black Rose pulled the scumbag ghost's hand, her voice teasing his ear, "Come in."

The scumbag ghost seemed to have his soul hooked, being led inside.

But just as his foot stepped over the threshold, he suddenly stopped!

The scumbag ghost's eyes shifted a few times, suddenly turning fierce, "No, you're not that woman from the day!"

Veins bulged on his arm as he yanked the Black Rose from the room.

In the blink of an eye, Black Rose disappeared.

What he held was a doll full of patches!

"This is..."

Realizing something, the scumbag ghost looked up sharply, discovering the room in front of him wasn't Room 302, but Room 301!

And the door was already open!

Inside Room 301, it was pitch black, like an abyss, with a chilling wind scraping his face.

"A trap!!"

In an instant, the scumbag ghost finally realized, looking at the darkness inside the room, his whole body trembled uncontrollably, as if facing the most terrifying thing.

"Daddy, you're here?"

In the darkness, a naive girl's voice came through.

The scumbag ghost turned to run, desperately rushing toward the hallway.

"Since you're at the door, why not meet your own daughter?"

"Father and daughter haven't seen each other for years, reuniting is such a warm and touching scene, don't you think?"

Qin Nuo blocked the scumbag ghost's path, smiling as he spoke, holding the Grave Ghost Stone, and smashed it hard on the scumbag ghost's forehead.

The Horror Level ghost creature's strength made the scumbag ghost lose consciousness momentarily, his body staggering backward, one foot stepping into the room.

The scumbag ghost's expression twisted in terror, trying to pull back his foot, but a powerful suction enveloped his body.

Even though the scumbag ghost struggled desperately, his body was still slowly swallowed by the darkness inside the room.

He reached out, gripping the door frame tightly, shouting in panic, "No!!"

A pair of pale little hands reached out from the darkness, wrapping around the scumbag ghost's neck.

A ghastly little girl's face appeared on the scumbag ghost's shoulder, showing a creepy smile, "Daddy, I've waited so long for you, you're finally here!"

In the end, the scumbag ghost's hand let go, pulled into the bottomless room by his own daughter.

The blood-curdling screams echoed continuously inside the room...

Bang!

Qin Nuo closed the door to Room 301, the sound abruptly stopping!

Qin Nuo picked up the patched doll from the floor without expression.

The Patchwork Ghost Doll!

This was an item obtained from a silver chest after completing the first set of scenarios.

It could create illusions for ghosts, transforming the surrounding scene while itself becoming the thing most desired in the target's heart.

"Unless you can make him walk in on his own!"

The Blood-Eyed Ghost's words had awakened Qin Nuo, who thought of using the Patchwork Ghost Doll to deal with the scumbag ghost, which was perfect.

"How many ghost creatures do you have on you?"

"But I must say, your method is indeed quite clever," the Blood-Eyed Ghost said.

"That scumbag is so lost in indulgence that he's beyond redemption, his resistance and discernment are practically zero, so I believed he would fall for such a clumsy trap," Qin Nuo said.

Next door in Room 302, a door crack opened, and a pair of eyes peeked out.

Princess Yao Yao had been hiding under the covers in fear since she heard the terrifying sounds earlier.

After confirming there was no sound, she cautiously opened the door, saw it was Qin Nuo, and breathed a sigh of relief, opening the door fully, patting her flat chest, and said, "You scared me to death, what are you doing in the middle of the night, wailing like a ghost in the third-floor hallway?"

Qin Nuo said, "It wasn't me, it was the tenant upstairs."

Princess Yao Yao looked puzzled, scratching her head, "What did you do?"

"Did a good deed."

Qin Nuo smiled slightly, "Helped a kind and loving father reunite with his long-lost daughter."

"The father and daughter are now in Room 301, embracing and crying together."