I Play the Horror World as a Simulation Game

In a half-asleep, half-awake state, Qin Nuo lay there for a while until the alarm clock on the wall went off.

The daylight outside seeped through the thick fog, filtering in, while the oil lamp on the table conveniently burned out at this moment.

Qin Nuo sat up, rubbing his temples. "Another new day. If I calculate correctly, there aren't many days left in the game, right?"

Putting on his caregiver uniform, Qin Nuo left the room. Once again, there was no game broadcast that day.

If nothing unexpected happens, the last few days will likely be the same.

Those players who play it safe have already mastered the survival tactics for this instance. Unless the mastermind targets them, they can basically secure the rewards for this instance.

As Qin Nuo went downstairs, he saw a White Nun standing not far away, expressionlessly supervising the caregivers.

Seeing the White Nun, Qin Nuo thought of the Black Nun from last night, holding an inverted cross, with a terrifying face.

"During the day, they seem to forget everything that happened at night. Is this part of the instance's setup, or is it the mastermind's secret manipulation?"

Logically, ten years later, it should have turned into ruins, yet the hospital is still operating unexpectedly, with strict order. The patients have a reasonable daily routine, the caregivers have a daily work schedule, and the nuns strictly supervise.

"Apart from the naked man in the bathroom, the girl nailed to the cross on the stage, and the nuns tormented at night, it seems like no one else has been punished or tortured. Some patients don't even know they're already dead."

From this, one can roughly infer that the mastermind hasn't placed their resentment on everyone else, only targeting a few individuals for revenge.

Of course, all of this is just speculation.

In horror games, having no logic is its logic!

After some contemplation, Qin Nuo decided to finish his work quickly today and use the spare time to gather more main storyline clues.

For now, the daytime is at least safe, which is an absolutely favorable condition for him.

Soon, Qin Nuo arrived at the patients' rooms.

Room 303 was as usual, with no incidents. He took out some candies to calm Xiao Yue and the others.

Mute Sister looked at Qin Nuo and signed a few hand gestures. Bai Qu said, "Mute Sister is asking if you went out last night."

Qin Nuo replied frankly, "I did."

"But don't worry, I have a good relationship with the two patients in Room 301."

The implication was that he had their protection.

Mute Sister felt slightly relieved but still signed for Bai Qu to translate, "The patients in Room 301 are unpredictable; don't trust them too much."

Qin Nuo agreed with this statement.

The three ghosts in Room 301 were all old hands.

Take the child, for example. He swore he'd protect him all night, but when he saw the nun, he was so scared he almost lost his soul and ran off on his own. �

Luckily, Qin Nuo didn't pin all his hopes on him; otherwise, he'd likely have lost a life.

After chatting with Mute Sister for a bit, Qin Nuo left Ward 303 and went to Room 302.

After a bit of chaos with Yue Qin, he finally completed the patient check-in for Room 302 and then headed to Ward 301.

Upon entering, Zhang Ya, the dangerous woman, was unsurprisingly putting on makeup. The Evil God of Fire Cloud was on the balcony, and the newspaper had been completely replaced by a magazine featuring bikini-clad women. The old man's retirement life was getting more and more indulgent.

The child was hiding under the covers, not coming out, whether out of guilt or embarrassment to face Qin Nuo.

"What mischief did you take that little brat to do last night? He came back and has been hiding under the covers, shivering," Zhang Ya said nonchalantly, glancing at Qin Nuo.

Qin Nuo cleared his throat and said lightly, "I took him out for some growth."

Hearing the word "growth," Zhang Ya frowned slightly, thinking of something, and said coldly, "Disgusting."

"Right back at you; in this area, you're the expert," Qin Nuo said with a smile, glancing at the lipstick labeled "Men's Brand."

Zhang Ya's pretty face turned icy, and she sneered, "You seem to be getting more and more reckless. Remember whose territory this is."

Qin Nuo took a step back.

"Ahem, young man, come over and light my cigarette," came the old man's voice from the balcony.

Qin Nuo immediately responded, "Coming, Old Man."

With that, he turned and headed out to the balcony.

Zhang Ya glanced at the balcony, her eyebrows furrowed, but ultimately did nothing and sat back down.

Outside on the balcony, Qin Nuo lit the old man's pipe.

The old man took a couple of puffs, satisfied, and placed the pipe aside.

"Did you use that bottle of wine I gave you last night?"

"No, it turned out to be a false alarm," Qin Nuo said.

"Then keep it; you'll need it sooner or later."

The old man didn't ask for it back and continued flipping through his magazine.

Qin Nuo always felt the old man seemed mysterious, so he tried asking, "Old Man, was it peaceful sleeping last night? Did you hear any singing?"

The old man chuckled, "Not only heard it, but also saw it."

"A little girl with bare feet, right?"

Qin Nuo was a bit surprised. "You left the ward?"

But thinking about it, it wasn't surprising, since the child had also gone out.

"I did, but just to get some fresh air and then came back. The little girl is very shy; after a few words, she ran off," the old man said calmly.

His words were understated, and Qin Nuo felt the old man knew quite a bit. Maybe he could get some useful information from him.

Just as Qin Nuo was about to speak, the old man stopped him.

"I'm just an old man living a dull life after retirement, like plain soup. If you want to ask something, you'd better drop the idea."

"I've seen through some things in the hospital, but I don't want to get involved. This place is like my home; I just want to live a simple life, that's all."

"You're a smart person; I don't need to say more, do I?"

Qin Nuo, understanding the old man's meaning, got up to leave.

"Hold on."

The old man suddenly called out to him again.

Qin Nuo quickly turned back.

"Do you have any of the latest magazines? I've finished reading these."

Qin Nuo: "..."

He tossed a couple of the latest magazines on the table and returned to the room.

Looking at the shaking blanket on the bed, Qin Nuo pulled it off in one swift motion.

The child was crouched on the bed, playing a game, showing no sign of being scared.

Qin Nuo had really thought he was scared and shivering under the blanket all night.

Seeing Qin Nuo, the child smiled unexpectedly, "Brother, you're still alive?"

"Thanks to you, I almost didn't make it last night."

The child pouted, "You tricked me first."

"If I had known it was a nun who would beat me, I wouldn't have gone out with you."

Qin Nuo thought to himself that he didn't know either, and sat down to ask, "So, what you patients are afraid of isn't the nuns during the day but the nuns at night?"

The child nodded vigorously, "If you don't behave at night and don't sleep on time, the nuns will punish you."

"Last night, if I hadn't run fast, I would have been caught!"

"So you just left your brother behind and ran off without a word?"

"This brotherly love, I'm so touched," Qin Nuo remarked sarcastically.