I Play the Horror World as a Simulation Game

"Does this thing work on ghosts?"

Without thinking much, Qin Nuo temporarily placed it in the toolbar, then carried the dish back to the dining table.

"Sir, your dish, please enjoy."

Qin Nuo carefully placed the dish on the table and opened the lid.

The Bandage Ghost looked at the black, mushy human brain inside, grabbed it with its hand, and stuffed it into its mouth. An unknown liquid splattered all over the table.

Halfway through eating, the Bandage Ghost's body trembled slightly. It lifted its head, and although its eyes were wrapped in bandages, Qin Nuo could feel its gaze, filled with confusion and sorrow.

Clearly dead, yet always waiting for that girl to come find him...

A piece of currency was pushed forward.

It didn't look like money, nor like Hell Money.

Ghost Currency, the currency of the Horror Game.

As the saying goes, money can make ghosts turn the millstone, and Ghost Currency has many uses. It's a bridge for trading and interacting with ghosts, especially useful for players.

Of course, people die for money, and it could also be a source of trouble!

Qin Nuo was slightly stunned.

Was this a tip for him?

Qin Nuo nodded and put the currency away. "Enjoy your meal, sir."

After stepping back, Qin Nuo took out the Ghost Currency again. The value was actually 100.

Definitely a generous tip!

"A tycoon ghost, huh," Qin Nuo clicked his tongue.

"Congratulations on completing your first dish delivery task. Customer rating: Satisfied."

"For the second task, please proceed to Table 2 to fulfill the customer's request."

Two more tasks, and today's mission will be complete. Keep it up. Qin Nuo thought to himself as he walked away.

As he passed through the corridor, he happened to run into Liu Jiaqi, who was holding a dish full of black eyeballs that blinked.

Judging by her expression, it was clear she was quite frightened.

"Qin Nuo, you finished your first task?" Liu Jiaqi was surprised and envious. If only she had such strong mental resilience.

"Yes, now heading to the second table. What about you?"

"I'm okay. Made some mistakes due to nerves, but the customer was very patient and didn't blame me," Liu Jiaqi said with lingering fear.

"But Wang Yang... when he was serving, a finger accidentally fell onto the customer's hand, and that ghost took his right hand!"

"Really, that's quite unfortunate," Qin Nuo's expression didn't change much.

Wang Yang wasn't close to him, and had even tried to bully Qin Nuo, who had a low presence in class. Hearing this news, Qin Nuo felt quite calm.

"By the way, where's Tang Ming?"

"I don't know, but I ran into Liu Lingling, and she said he seems to be a janitor in charge of the west area."

"And, I heard that being a janitor is even more dangerous than being a server!"

Qin Nuo nodded. "Got it, you take care of your tasks."

Liu Jiaqi hurriedly walked into the restaurant with her dish, still looking timid and uneasy.

Qin Nuo only asked casually. Instead of worrying about Tang Ming, it was better to complete his own tasks first.

The second table's customers appeared to be a couple.

They sat facing each other, both expressionless, their eyes like dead fish eyes, and their pale skin seemed to be crawling with maggots.

The atmosphere was indescribably eerie.

They ordered Stir-Fried Spicy Penis and Five-Organs Nourishing Soup.

Hearing the word "penis," Qin Nuo's mouth twitched, thinking of something disgusting. He picked up the dishes and headed to the kitchen.

The chef had changed and wasn't as malicious as the first one, quickly preparing the dishes and serving them.

The rating was average.

Qin Nuo didn't mind, as long as it wasn't a bad review.

The reason so many people received bad reviews was due to excessive nervousness when facing ghosts, leading to frequent mistakes. A bad review was minor; losing one's life would be a real loss.

Qin Nuo didn't know why his mental resilience was different from others, perhaps it was innate.

But he had forgotten all memories of his childhood, only knowing he had parents and a sister in college.

With increasingly adept service, he quickly completed the third table's serving.

Then, Qin Nuo went to the hall to await the results.

Passing by various ghosts, many cast greedy, bloodthirsty glances at Qin Nuo, but seeing his uniform, they had to retract their gaze, as if looking at a crab with a price tag, bought by someone.

Soon, a bell rang in the restaurant.

The ghosts gradually left, and in the blink of an eye, the restaurant returned to its eerie silence.

Liu Jiaqi and Wang Yang also arrived at the restaurant.

Liu Jiaqi looked as if she had been reborn, tears of excitement almost falling.

Wang Yang, on the other hand, had a gloomy face, mixed with fear.

His right hand was gone, the stump of his right arm was neat, without bandages or bleeding.

The stump looked like a puppet's limb, disassembled.

"It stuffed my right hand into its stomach and took it away!" Wang Yang's throat let out a rough, angry roar.

"Look on the bright side, at least it took your hand without pain. Otherwise, in a place like this, the pain alone could kill you," Qin Nuo glanced at him.

Seeing Qin Nuo unharmed, and even able to remain optimistic, Wang Yang was filled with resentment. "Why are you completely fine?"

"I'm just that good."

Wang Yang's face turned red with anger, feeling insulted.

A damaged Pinocchio puppet walked over, making a clattering sound.

"I'm the supervisor of the Nether Springs Restaurant's east gate. All three of you performed well today, at least you survived.

3697 performed the best, receiving two satisfied and one average rating, earning the title of Outstanding Employee of the Day. Here's your reward."

3697 was Qin Nuo's employee number.

A stack of Ghost Currency appeared in Qin Nuo's hand, totaling 300!

Liu Jiaqi and Wang Yang also received Ghost Currency, 100 and 20 respectively.

In this game, they would also feel hunger and fatigue. Ghost Currency could get them food, though it wasn't the only way.

"Thank you for your hard work today. Please follow the instructions to your dormitory for rest. Tomorrow is a new day, keep up the good work!"

With that, Pinocchio clattered away.

"I'm so hungry, let's get something to eat first," Liu Jiaqi said, clutching her stomach with eager eyes.

"There's a vending machine around the corner, let's go," Qin Nuo was also hungry. Despite only running three dish deliveries, it felt like a full day's physical labor.

In the corridor, the vending machine was a grotesque ghost face, displaying the food and prices inside.

"Beef jerky, compressed biscuits, cola... they actually have these things?" Liu Jiaqi was drooling, finally seeing something normal in the Horror World.

Qin Nuo bought a piece of beef jerky for 50 Ghost Currency.

Liu Jiaqi bought Fish with Pickled Mustard Greens for 80.

With only a crumpled 20, Wang Yang could only get a compressed biscuit.

But when the food came out, the three were dumbfounded.

The beef jerky was a palm-sized piece of moldy rotten meat.

The Fish with Pickled Mustard Greens had a blackish-green broth, and the fish, of unknown type, had fangs.

Only the compressed biscuit seemed normal, but it was only half a palm in size, shrunken.

"Why did it only give 20 back?"

Qin Nuo's face was grim.

He had inserted a 100 Ghost Currency, but it only returned 20, swallowing 30!

Liu Jiaqi also lost 20.

Not only was the product not as advertised, but it also stole money?

Already in a foul mood from losing a hand, Wang Yang was even more furious seeing the meager compressed biscuit.

He rushed up and started punching and kicking the vending machine. "You damn thing! Dare to cheat me, I'll tear you apart!"

The next second, the vending machine suddenly came to life, its ghost face writhing, eyes bloodshot and menacing, glaring at Qin Nuo and the others.

"How dare a lowly rat yell at me?"