Horror Game: Inheriting Trillions of Ghost Money from Ancestors

"Jingdu?!"

When Chen Xun heard this voice, he became excited.

It's been more than a year.

This is the first time he got news about his parents.

In other words, his parents are still alive.

Living in the horror world?

Or, they entered a copy of the horror world and haven't come out yet.

Otherwise, why can't they find any clues?

Chen Xun kept saying it in his heart.

Then he turned on his phone and clicked on the horror game forum.

Searched for the word "Jingdu".

Nothing was found.

"Is this a copy that has not been discovered?"

"But my parents have been in the horror world for more than a year. If that's the case, then this copy has been too long."

"Ding Dong."

At this moment, Chen Xun's phone rang suddenly.

It was Qin Sheng.

That is, Chen Xun's best friend.

Click to answer, and Qin Sheng's panicked voice came from the other side.

"Oh no, Old Chen, I've also been selected as a player in the horror game."

"And it's a new dungeon of horror level."

"It is said that the probability of death for people who enter such a dungeon for the first time is as high as 90%."

"Old Chen, I'm going to die."

On the other end of the phone, Chen Xun even heard Qin Sheng's crying voice.

Qin Sheng can be said to be the only friend Chen Xun has in this world.

When Chen Xun's parents disappeared, only this best friend comforted him all day long and kept treating him to delicious food.

This made Chen Xun come to his senses.

Otherwise, Chen Xun would probably have suffered from depression during that period.

Chen Xun naturally couldn't be indifferent to Qin Sheng's difficulties.

"Don't worry, the horror game is not as difficult as you think."

"Tell me first, which dungeon did you choose?"

Chen Xun said.

Qin Sheng's voice came from the other end of the phone:

"Haunted Hotel."

"Old Chen, am I going to die?"

Chen Xun comforted:

"Don't worry, it's not that easy to die."

"I'll teach you how to play the horror game when the time comes."

Hearing Chen Xun's comfort, Qin Sheng's crying seemed to be much less, and then he said:

"Old Chen, is it true?"

"Really."

Chen Xun said with certainty.

After continuing to comfort Qin Sheng for a while, Chen Xun hung up the phone.

Then he opened the forum and found the horror game national office.

See if he can get a login from the other party.

If it doesn't work, Chen Xun can only give Qin Sheng some ghost money.

With those ghost money, it shouldn't be difficult to survive in that copy.

At the same time, Chen Xun also wanted to ask if the people in the horror game national office knew the existence of the copy of "Jingdu".

After all, the official information must be more than the information on himself or the forum.

"Are you there?"

Opening the chat window of the horror game office, Chen Xun sent a message.

Finally, they chatted for a while and agreed to meet at noon tomorrow.

Tomorrow is the weekend.

......

The next day.

The sun was shining brightly at noon.

Inside a coffee shop in the city center.

A tall, beautiful woman in black silk sat there, ordered a cup of coffee and sat quietly in the corner of the coffee shop.

This woman is Zhao Shan.

"It's the guy from last time again."

When he saw Zhao Shan, Chen Xun's face suddenly showed an embarrassed expression.

He remembered that Ying had stolen the other person's notebook and lipstick two days ago.

The other person should not know it was him, right?

"Sister Shanshan."

Chen Xun greeted enthusiastically.

However, Zhao Shan showed a playful smile at the corner of her mouth:

"Little ghost, it's you again?"

"Where are my notebook and lipstick?"

The enthusiasm on Chen Xun's face suddenly turned into embarrassment.

It seems that Ying didn't do it perfectly.

Ying suddenly said:

"Boss, there is a ghost in that guy's body, otherwise he couldn't have discovered my actions."

Chen Xun's face turned black:

"Why don't you take out the other person's things quickly?"

The notebook is with Chen Xun, but the lipstick is still in Ying's stomach.

"Boss..."

"Quick!" Chen Xun said with a heavier tone in his heart.

In the end, although Ying was a little reluctant, she still handed over the lipstick.

"Hehe, don't blame Sister Shanshan."

"It's all the ghost in my body who acted on his own."

Chen Xun said.

Chen Xun did not hide the existence of Ying.

Since the other ghost already knew that it was Ying who stole Zhao Shan's notebook and lipstick, it naturally knew that Chen Xun had contracted a ghost.

Taking the penZhao Shan didn't care about the notebook and lipstick.

said:

"Tell me, what's the matter with contacting us this time?"

Chen Xun said:

"I'll mainly tell you the rules I got from the last copy, and then I have two personal matters."

Zhao Shan raised her eyebrows and said:

"What personal matters?"

"You want me to introduce you to someone?"

"What do you think of me?"

Chen Xun's face suddenly darkened when he heard this.

"Sister Shanshan, can we stop joking?"

Zhao Shan's mouth drew a seductive arc and said:

"Little brother, I'm not joking with you."

"Although I'm older than you."

"But as the saying goes, a woman three years older than you is rich."

"Don't you want to try the feeling of not having to struggle?"

Chen Xun didn't plan to continue talking to Zhao Shan on this topic.

"Sister Shanshan, do you know Jingdu?"

Zhao Shan was stunned when she heard Chen Xun's words, and then her pupils slightly dilated.

His expression suddenly became serious.

Zhao Shan said:

"Why are you asking this?"

Chen Xun said:

"It's a private matter, which is related to the thriller game Jingdu, but I didn't find any information from the forum."

Zhao Shan frowned, and then said:

"In fact, only the senior officials of our State Council Office know this."

"But now the matter of Jingdu is no longer confidential, so I can tell you."

Hearing Zhao Shan's words, Chen Xun's expression began to become serious.

Only the senior officials of the State Council Office knew about it before, and this Jingdu is indeed not simple.

Zhao Shan continued:

"No one knows where this Jingdu is in the horror world. It is not a copy, but a city in the horror game world."

"That is the most terrifying existence in the horror world."

"Any ghost in it can reach at least level eight."

"We even speculate that in Jingdu, there are answers to why horror games appear in the real world and the mysterious fog."

"Even in Jingdu, there may be the legendary Ghost Emperor."

"But all this is just speculation."

"Among the players in our country, only ten players have survived after being teleported to the copy in the city of Jingdu."

"Moreover, they all have a common feature before being teleported to the copy in Jingdu."

"All of them have reached the ninth level of ghost master."

"So we guess that only the ninth level ghost master is qualified to enter the copy in the city of Jingdu."

Chen Xun pondered.

If this is true, then he must improve his strength to the ninth level of ghost master before he has the opportunity to enter Jingdu?

Zhao Shan said:

"This is all the information we know so far."

"By the way, what is your second private matter?"

Zhao Shan's words pulled Chen Xun back into the horror world. He looked up at Zhao Shan and said:

"Can you give me another login device?"