2 The mysterious Yellow Spring Inn!!!

"Welcome to the Horror Game!"

"Name of this instance: Yellow Spring Inn!"

"Objective: Work hard and survive for two days!"

"Current survivors: 6"

The countdown reached zero, and three lines of blood-red text appeared before his eyes.

Lin Yu was momentarily distracted when he found himself standing in a gloomy, dilapidated courtyard reeking of blood!

The bluestone floor was covered in dried blood, and scarlet red spider lilies swayed in the flowerbed nearby.

The broken wooden door stood ajar, obscuring the view beyond.

And beside him stood five people with varying expressions and attire.

A middle-aged man in a suit and tie, slightly plump, exuding the air of a successful man.

A young man with blond hair, flamboyant attire and tattoos on his arms, looked like a gangster.

A taciturn, burly man with a beard and a sweatshirt, surveyed his surroundings warily.

A mature woman of average appearance, dressed rather revealingly.

And a petite student girl wearing glasses, hunched her shoulders in fear, looking down at the ground.

Everyone looked at each other, their eyes filled with fear.

Even the frivolous, blond-haired gangster didn't yell or scream.

Clearly, everyone realized the dangers of the "Thriller Game"! Finally, it was the taciturn bearded uncle who spoke first.

"It seems, except for me, everyone else is new this time!"

He sighed as he spoke.

The eyes of the other five, including Lin Yu, lit up when they heard the uncle's words.

The mature woman pondered for a moment, suppressed her fear, and chuckled softly.

"So, this isn't your first time here, brother?"

The bearded uncle nodded and said, "Yes, I'm from the 'fourth batch' of beta testers. I've already been through this dungeon five times!"

A survivor of five dungeons!

This identity reassured everyone.

If someone had survived five times, there was still a chance...

The bearded uncle, as if seeing through everyone's thoughts, shook his head gently. "Don't be too optimistic. I've survived five times, and each time was a near-death experience!"

"In every dungeon, at least half the people will die... In the rookie dungeon you're currently in, the survival rate for rookies is horribly low!"

"The first time I entered a dungeon, there were twenty people, and only me and another rookie survived... Even the veteran leader perished!"

As he spoke, the uncle rolled up the sleeves of his black sweatshirt. His arms were covered in hideous black cracks, revealing traces of rotting flesh and even bone!

"This is the price of survival!"

"In my dungeon, the goal was to survive twelve hours... but in this dungeon, it's two days!"

The hope that had just ignited in the crowd was instantly extinguished!

"Is this a ghost... Then we're dead!" The yellow-haired thug said anxiously, a pessimistic look on his face.

"Damn it..."

The middle-aged man in a suit cursed under his breath.

The two women were so frightened that they covered their mouths, nearly screaming. Even Lin Yu was slightly startled.

However, he quickly regained his composure.

"At least I have a system! The chances of survival are always better!"

The bearded uncle lowered his sleeves, looked at the four people losing control of their emotions, and shook his head in disappointment.

Only when he looked at the relatively calm Lin Yu did he feel a sense of relief.

This newcomer... has a better mindset than the others!

Sometimes, in a dungeon, a slight difference in mentality can mean the difference between life and death!

He gathered himself and continued.

"It's not completely hopeless... As someone who's been through it, I can give you some advice!"

"There are rules in dungeons! Ghosts don't act with impunity in dungeons!"

"As long as you follow the rules and don't meet the ghosts' killing rules, you might get hurt... but you won't die!"

"What are 'rules'? Usually, the ghosts will tell you the most important ones directly or write them down in a conspicuous place... but that's not all the rules!"

Hearing the bearded uncle's words, Lin Yu nodded slightly. It's pretty much the same as what I found out...

Since these words came from a five-time survivor, their credibility was further enhanced.

However, the man didn't mention the correlation between the number of rules and the difficulty of the dungeon.

I wonder if he didn't know, or if he didn't explain it to avoid causing panic, or maybe...it was just fake information.

Lin Yu didn't object, because in his opinion, the bearded man wasn't completely trustworthy either.

To have survived five times, he must have a strong will to survive!

For him, these newcomers...maybe even expendable!

The other four were still immersed in shock and panic.

They digested the bearded man's words, their faces gloomy and uncertain, their thoughts unsettled.

And then...

A hoarse cough was heard.

"Cough cough..."

An elderly man with gray skin, wrinkles, and brown spots pushed open the wooden door and walked into the courtyard.

Everyone's heart trembled.

"Ghost, here!"