Chapter 317: Barber Shop.
Unlike the butcher shop, at least it gave you an explanation: there is a fierce ghost butcher inside the shop, so it will kill any players found with limbs on the ground because this butcher ghost perceives these players as meat pigs.
Quite reasonable.
But this hardware store, it just tells you directly that entering equates to dying, with no explanation whatsoever.
The remaining shop's rule for death is even more absurd.
"Enter and you must get a haircut, or die upon leaving."
Yes, this shop is a barbershop.
This rule is printed boldly on the welcome mat inside the shop, extremely conspicuous, so you absolutely cannot miss it. Of course, the glass door of the shop is black and opaque, and the inside is definitely not visible from the outside.
There is a barber.
The barber is a wax figure wearing funeral pajamas. Looking at it, never mind the skill, it looks as if it could just jam the razor into the player's neck, and that would be fine. Normally, as long as one completes this hair-cutting task, there should not be any crisis.
But that's under normal circumstances.
And in this place, any outrageous thing happening would not be strange at all.
Another shop actually offers a benefit.
"The first player to enter this shop will gain ownership of this hotel."
"This hotel can only be entered after 8 p.m., and you must vacate the rooms before 8 a.m."
"The player who owns this hotel can freely choose whether to allow other players to stay in their hotel. Those who stay inside are guaranteed almost absolute safety in their lives."
"The prerequisite is, once night falls, no matter what knocking sounds you hear, never open the door, and keep the curtains tightly closed."
This hotel is the most profitable thing they've acquired today.
Although there was no danger last night, based on the hotel's rules, one can easily deduce that something bizarre and life-threatening to the players will definitely occur in this town after nightfall.
Perhaps it was because last night was only the first nightfall, the situation wasn't so dangerous, but as time passes, the difficulty of survival is definitely going to increase.
It's just like with many survival games.
The first day is always very simple, allowing you to get familiar with the process, but as time goes by, it gets harder, and increasingly so later on. And this hotel, which can ensure their absolute safety, is an excellent sanctuary.
This thing is really good.
"..."
Chen Miao nodded in satisfaction. All things considered, this B-level difficulty secret realm was manageable.
...
Time quickly reached the morning of the fifth day.
In these past days, everyone stayed in this hotel. Chen Miao brought all the players into his hotel, firstly for more liveliness, and secondly for more popularity—because in such a forsaken place, having more people always adds a sense of security.
These days' events were very simple.
Just like beginner tasks.
As long as you met the requirements, nothing happened, and they were the kind of tasks that normal people could complete, with no tasks that only Supernatural beings could achieve.
It was almost 8 a.m.
As per the usual, they needed to leave the hotel before 8 a.m., and in the instant they walked out of the hotel and onto the street—
The day's event descended.
"Survival Day Five!"
"Today's random event: At noon, a large number of monsters will attack the town through its entrance. As current residents of the town, please arrive at the town entrance before noon to defend your town."
"These monsters will launch indiscriminate attacks on all living creatures until there are no survivors left in the town."
"Finally some combat-related events, huh?"
Chen Miao breathed a sigh of relief and stood in place to stretch his limbs. The past few days' events had been nothing but push-ups and frog jumps, and he was about to vomit. There was even one day when the random event was tossing sandbags.
They all had to score 100 points, only then would they be considered to have completed it.
He hadn't tossed sandbags for so long.
Yesterday, he actually spent the whole day playing with sandbags, and he was somewhat lost for words, but he had to admit, the sandbag throwing sport... was actually quite fun. After returning, he might consider making it a staple activity for their organization.
As for today's combat event, it may be a nightmare for others, but for him, the more the merrier.
He'd kill as many as came.
Not enough bullet reserves?
The one thing he was never short of was ammunition. Thanks to a copious amount of Star Coins, the ammo production lines in his Nothingness Space were like carrying an arms factory with him, continuously churning out a vast number of bullets.
"Let's go!"
Chen Miao waved his hand, feeling a bit excited as he headed toward the town entrance.
...
With only a few minutes left before the monster invasion, many players, looking anxious, began to prepare. A lot of people had dug several trenches in front of the town, little earthen pits, which really made one doubt whether such simple traps could kill monsters. It was hard to say.
Everyone took advantage of everything they could find nearby to dig many pits.
Chen Miao didn't stop them, although he knew these pits would surely be useless. But he couldn't be bothered to prevent them. After all, letting these people do something would relax their inner tension a bit. Telling them not to worry and that he could solve everything was meaningless.
And it wasn't like these pits were completely useless.
If someone were to unfortunately die later, there would be no need to dig again; they could just be buried right there, like the time they had to dig a grave for the two women who had died in the bathroom while eating each other.
They were buried together.
It wasn't that they didn't want to bury them separately, but the two women had become almost fused into one, utterly inseparable, so they couldn't be split up. In the end, it was Zhou Shen who cleaned up the crime scene.
The others couldn't even think of touching the bodies; just a glance made them feel nauseous, their legs weakened and they collapsed on the spot, unable to even walk.
Only Zhou Shen had seen worse at both the Enforcement Bureau and the Events Bureau where he worked before. Although those crime scenes were not as disgusting as this one, at least his tolerance was higher than most.
Zhou Shen shoveled the chunks of flesh into the pit, one spadeful at a time.
...
Quickly—
Minutes passed in an instant!
The sky in the distance suddenly darkened as a mass of clouds floated over the town, blocking out the sunlight, as if heralding a brutally fierce battle that was about to descend.
The monsters hadn't arrived yet, but their odor preceded them.
A gust of wind rose abruptly, carrying the putrid stench of wild beasts through it, drilling into the mouths of everyone present. Those standing behind Chen Miao didn't even have weapons in their hands. There was nowhere for them to go; given the choice, they would even consider hiding in the hotel.
Unfortunately, they couldn't enter the hotel during the day.
Even though they were weaponless, each person stood in front of a wax figure dressed in funeral clothes so they couldn't be considered entirely without combat power; they had some, at least.