I Play the Horror World as a Simulation Game

The sharp edge of the blade rested against the throat, seemingly about to create a terrifying scene of a slit throat with blood gushing out.

But it only grazed a thin layer of skin before the blade was caught between two fingers and easily crushed.

Qin Nuo looked up at Tang Rou, whose face was full of resentment, and said, "Is this part of the plot too?"

Tang Rou tilted her head, puzzled, and said, "Yes, haven't you read the script?"

Then, she suddenly realized, "Oh, I almost forgot, I added this scene later."

"Because I thought adding this segment would make the character of the mother more complete, better showing her love for her child."

Qin Nuo shook his head, stood up, and brushed the blade fragments off onto the ground, saying, "Never mind whether the plot is absurd or not, even if you add such a scene, you should have told me. If I hadn't spoken up just now, were you really planning to slit my throat?"@@novelbin@@

Tang Rou was about to speak when Dafu came over, complaining, "Teacher, you're so unprofessional. It's just a small knife, is there a need to make such a fuss?"

Qin Nuo picked up a piece of the fragment and said, "This is a real knife."

As he spoke, he pulled out a small knife and stabbed it directly into his own head. Even though blood stained his entire face, he remained at ease.

Qin Nuo: "..."

"Let's just say I'm afraid of dying. I can't handle this role."

"So lame, we all have to start over again."

Dafu and the others looked dissatisfied.

At that moment, the clock on the wall chimed.

The prolonged chime echoed in the dance studio, as if conveying something.

Tang Rou looked at the clock and said, "Wow, time flies, I have to go back."

"Let's continue rehearsing tomorrow."

Dafu and the others also looked at the clock, nodding in agreement, as if they had to leave the dance studio after two-thirty, not staying a moment longer.

Qin Nuo knew that once these little ghosts left, they would refresh again tomorrow. He tried to persuade them, "Why not stay a bit longer? The teacher will take you somewhere?"

"No way, adults who say that usually aren't good people." Agai and the others had a surprisingly high sense of safety.

As they spoke, they were already packing up their things, ready to leave.

Unwilling to leave empty-handed for the night, Qin Nuo caught the dawdling Atu, "Your name is Atu, right? What's Yanan's full name?"

"Yanan, just Yanan. I've always called him that," Atu scratched his head and said.

"Do you have a photo of him?" Qin Nuo continued to ask.

Atu seemed a bit scared, looking at Qin Nuo with caution. Qin Nuo also realized that asking like this was indeed a bit excessive, so he smiled and said, "Don't be nervous, I know Yanan's family, so I wanted to ask a few more questions. Where did he go?" ȑΆℕՕᛒÈᶊ

"I don't know."

Atu shook his head vigorously, and seeing Tang Rou and the others leave, he also plunged into the wall and disappeared.

As soon as the little ghosts left, the lights went out, and the large dance studio was instantly swallowed by cold darkness.

Qin Nuo frowned, and to avoid the entanglement of those cursed paper figures, he also exited the dance studio.

This time, he quickened his pace, and the moment he stepped out of the complex building, he heard those strange noises again, prompting him to quicken his steps back to the dormitory building.

"Why do those kids have to go back at two-thirty in the morning? Is it because they can't stay in the dance studio, or are they afraid of something?"

They say they have to go home, but in reality, it's likely that a curse is limiting their time and freedom.

Qin Nuo wondered if there was a way to break this curse. These kids were important to him, hiding a lot of information.

Returning to the corridor, he took out the room key, unlocked the door, and went to the table, drinking the tea from his thermos in one gulp.

Placing the thermos back on the table, Qin Nuo thought about taking a shower to wash off the sweat, but his gaze unintentionally fell on the books on the shelf, and he suddenly paused.

Two books were placed at the very edge, one was "Ten Deadly Sins" and the other "Psychological Crime."

Before leaving, Qin Nuo had taken "Ten Deadly Sins" to pass the time. He had a habit of putting the books he finished reading back on the shelf, always from the very edge.

But now, the book at the very edge of the shelf was not "Ten Deadly Sins," but "Psychological Crime."

The positions had been swapped...

Qin Nuo blinked, not showing any expression, took off his shirt, and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

A moment later, he came out, dried his hair, lay on the bed, read for a while, yawned, then put the book back in its place, turned off the bedside lamp, and went to sleep.

Not long after, light snoring could be heard in the room, and in the dimness, a hand reached out from under the bed.

Then, a shadow slowly appeared by the bed, its blood-red eyes staring intently at the sleeping Qin Nuo, its gaze filled with undisguised murderous intent.

Raising a withered arm, its sharp nails were like a spear, aimed at the head of the figure on the bed.

The next second, the malicious figure thrust its arm down fiercely, piercing through the bulging head position, but when the arm was withdrawn, it pulled out a bunch of cotton.

The bulge was just a pillow.

The shadow's expression changed, and it quickly sensed something, turning sharply to stab behind it.

Screech!

Another arm came stabbing, but it was a completely different ghost power. At the moment the two arms collided, the shadow's arm burst with flesh and blood, bones shattered.

The shadow was horrified, trying to turn and flee in the dark, but its throat was caught by that hand and slammed against the wall.

In the darkness, Qin Nuo's eyes were clear and bright, exuding a powerful aura.

"Tell me, what were you planning to do by sneaking into my room?"

"We don't have a grudge, do we?"

As he spoke, Qin Nuo used his other hand to turn on the switch, and the room instantly became brightly lit.

The man was naturally the self-harming man from the opposite balcony. Now, upon closer inspection, he looked terrifyingly thin, his face sallow and sunken, as if drained by a female ghost.

He stared at Qin Nuo intently, even though he sensed the terrifying presence of the Blood-Eyed Ghost, capable of easily killing him, he still had a look of utter madness.

Qin Nuo looked at his face, adjusted his glasses, and said, "It seems we do have a grudge."

"Why are you doing this?" the man rasped, his voice trembling as if suppressing immense anger.

"What did I do?" Qin Nuo asked calmly.

"You killed her!"

"You're her boyfriend, right? Why would you harm a girl who loved you so much? Look into my eyes and tell me why!"

The man's voice was hysterical, almost a roar.

Qin Nuo glanced at the photo frame on the bedside table, where Liang Zisu was holding a girl, and asked calmly, "Did you see me kill her with your own eyes?"

The man looked at Qin Nuo's perpetually calm demeanor, as if he didn't care about the girl's death. The intense provocation and anger consumed him, his mouth twisted into a grotesque, twisted smile, "What an ugly, disgusting thing you are. Even now, you show no guilt. Someone like you, if I can't kill you today, someone will eventually throw you into hell!"

"I saw you on the balcony, hammering the girl's head, again and again, blood splattering on your face, with a face not of fear or regret, but of a sinister, excited grin!"

"Your face, I've etched into my mind, never to forget!"

"That blood-stained hammer, you've hidden it well, haven't you?"

"Can you really sleep at night?"

The man's eyes were bloodshot as he stared at Qin Nuo, struggling madly. Qin Nuo simply extracted the ghost power from him with his right hand, and the man collapsed to the ground, limp.

"Sorry to disappoint you, but I've been sleeping quite well these past few days," Qin Nuo said, staring at him.

The man's eyes rolled upward, his mouth trembling as he made a weak sound, "You'd better make me vanish completely, or you'll never find peace in this life!"

"I'll be waiting."

Qin Nuo didn't bother explaining anything, grabbed the man, went out to the corridor, and tossed him from the fifth floor like throwing out trash.

Returning to the room, Qin Nuo tidied up the mess inside and went to the bathroom to wash his hands.

The Blood-Eyed Ghost couldn't help but speak, "You're playing a psychopath who even kills his girlfriend, why are you still so calm?"

"Seeing isn't always believing, and hearing isn't always true," Qin Nuo replied.

"What do you mean? Are you saying he saw wrong, or he's lying?" the Blood-Eyed Ghost asked.

"Neither."

"I have a theory in mind, initially uncertain, but after hearing this man's words, I'm more convinced of my theory," Qin Nuo said.

"Can you stop speaking in riddles? Leaving things half-said is like stabbing someone in the back!"

The Blood-Eyed Ghost couldn't help but curse. In the second instance, Qin Nuo had this annoying habit of leaving things unsaid, provoking it to the point of wanting to forcibly break the contract and come out to hit him.

Qin Nuo smiled wryly, "I'm just not entirely sure. Once everything is clear, you'll naturally know."

Before the Blood-Eyed Ghost could speak, Qin Nuo said, "Let's sleep first, it's already late. We'll deal with everything tomorrow."

With that, Qin Nuo returned to bed, threw the torn pillow on the floor, and went to sleep.

The night passed without incident, and soon it was morning.

Qin Nuo yawned as he got up, following his usual morning routine.

After getting dressed, Qin Nuo grabbed his briefcase and headed out. Just as he closed the door, there was a commotion from the room next door.

Then, the door opened, and Qiu Tong came out looking exhausted, tossing a bag of trash at the door.

She was still wearing the same thin nightgown, indicating she had stayed in the room all day yesterday.

Qin Nuo looked at her and asked, "Should I continue to help you take leave?"

Qiu Tong nodded but didn't rush to close the door. She looked at Qin Nuo, her delicate face showing hesitation, as if she was contemplating something.

"Mr. Liang, can I ask you for a favor?" Qiu Tong suddenly asked.

"Just tell me."

"It's not convenient to say outside, come into my room."

Qiu Tong stepped aside, inviting Qin Nuo into her room.

Qin Nuo was a bit surprised. This was the first time Qiu Tong had actively invited him into her room.

From his observations over the past few days, Qiu Tong didn't have a good impression of Liang Zisu, even deliberately avoiding him, her eyes showing disgust.

Why was she acting so differently today?

Qin Nuo hesitated internally, but a game notification sounded in his mind, triggering a role-playing task.

"Role-playing task: Liang Zisu always tries to enter Qiu Tong's room because he also noticed something wrong in Qiu Tong's room. The strange noises every night and the peculiarities of the balcony make him feel very eerie..."

"Please uncover the hidden secret in Qiu Tong's room within two hours and exit the room safely!"

"Liang Zisu also noticed something wrong in Qiu Tong's room, so his previous odd looks at her weren't about pursuing her, and peeking from the balcony wasn't voyeurism?"

Qin Nuo thought to himself, and since the role-playing task was triggered, he naturally couldn't miss it.

He nodded and entered the room.

Inside, there was a faint fragrance, and compared to last time, it was much cleaner.

Qiu Tong poured Qin Nuo a cup of hot water.

Qin Nuo placed it aside, checked his watch, and said, "Teacher Qiu, just say it directly, time is limited, and I need to hurry to the teaching building."

Qiu Tong averted her gaze, looking towards the balcony.

Qin Nuo followed her gaze, where the doors and windows were still closed, and the silhouette on the balcony was still there.

Qin Nuo asked, "Is there something wrong with your boyfriend?"

Qiu Tong nodded and said, "Mr. Liang, you used to study medicine, right?"

"I want you to take a look at my boyfriend. He's getting worse... it's like he's dying."

Qin Nuo's expression changed, feigning surprise, "It's that serious? You should call an ambulance or take him to the infirmary."

"You said it yourself, I used to study medicine, but that was before. Now I teach, and my medical skills are just superficial."

At the mention of leaving the room, Qiu Tong seemed agitated, quickly saying, "No, he absolutely cannot leave this room!"

"I'm begging you, just take a look."

Qin Nuo pretended to be helpless and nodded, "Alright, let your boyfriend come out."

Qiu Tong didn't speak but opened the door and window, stepping out onto the balcony, looking at Qin Nuo, "Come out."

Qin Nuo was puzzled, stepped onto the balcony, and as he looked to the side, his eyes slowly narrowed...