I Play the Horror World as a Simulation Game

Detecting the malice emanating from Mr. Yan, Qin Nuo remained calm and casually said, "Mr. Yan, which of your students do you think I resemble?"

As he spoke, Qin Nuo's gaze didn't waver; instead, he stared directly at Mr. Yan.

Those eyes, gradually filled with bloodshot veins, exuded an uncontrollable ferocity.

After a few seconds of staring into those terrifying eyes, Mr. Yan averted his gaze and chuckled warmly, "Perhaps it's just my paranoia acting up. My students are all well-behaved and sensible kids, none of them have such a frightening look in their eyes as you do, teacher."

"Is that so."

Qin Nuo held up the head in his hand and asked, "Mr. Yan, do you still want this?"

"A naughty student, I'll leave it to you to handle, teacher."

Bang!!

As soon as the words left his mouth, Qin Nuo's fingers suddenly exerted force, crushing the head in his hand like a rotten watermelon, blood and brain matter splattering everywhere.

Feeling the warmth and sticky sensation in his hand, the old Qin Nuo, no matter how strong his endurance, would have been unable to resist retching.

But now, these disgusting sensations inexplicably excited Qin Nuo, his heart pounding wildly.

Mr. Yan watched this scene, squinted and smiled, said nothing, and turned to disappear into the black fog.

Qin Nuo shook off the filth from his hand, muttering to himself, "To deal with these squinty-eyed monsters, you have to be more ruthless than them. Be ruthless enough, and even if there are doubts, they'll be dispelled."

"Am I becoming more and more like a psychopath?"

Looking at the disgusting scene on the ground, Qin Nuo couldn't understand why, but he suddenly had the urge to crush the head for pleasure.

He continued to check the children's watch on his wrist; there were only ten minutes left before the game ended.

Qin Nuo hurriedly disappeared into the black fog again.

...

Who knows how much time passed, but when the ancient bell of the clock tower tolled, the black fog that shrouded Black Crow Ghost School eerily retreated quickly.

In less than five minutes, the vast campus became suddenly clear.

The school's broadcast echoed within the school, announcing the end of this cat-and-mouse game show.

Qin Nuo opened the information panel to check the player rankings.

The player named "Shi Yu" ranked first with 36 candies.

Qin Nuo was second with 35 candies.

Still lost.

Just one candy short.

Qin Nuo shook his head, feeling helpless.

This meant that he also missed out on a crucial main quest clue.

His hand grasped the Wraith Mask and removed it.

Pain surged from his face, as if the mask had grown into his flesh, the tearing pain was unmistakably clear.

When the mask was removed, the restless negative emotions within him rapidly disappeared, and the bloodshot veins covering his eyes vanished quickly, like a man full of desire, exhausted and uninterested after a battle, utterly drained.

Qin Nuo leaned weakly against the railing, the Wraith Mask rolling on the ground.

"Why do I feel so tired? Does this mask consume a lot of physical energy?"

After resting for a while, he put away the Wraith Mask and stood up. Suddenly, he heard heavy footsteps approaching, and turned to see a gigantic monster approaching.

The massive figure's steps caused the entire corridor floor to tremble slightly.

The monster resembled the image of Frankenstein from the movies, with stitches all over its body, each part of the body reassembled.

Qin Nuo recognized this monster.

The shadow that passed through the corridor.

The one that injured Li Qianqian.

"The game is over, and you still want to snatch the candies from me?" Qin Nuo looked at him calmly, showing no fear.

"Phantom."

The other party's first words revealed Qin Nuo's game ID, which didn't surprise him, as it wasn't a secret.

"Shi Yu is my game ID."

"I'm not here with any malice."

As he spoke, Shi Yu took out a music box and placed it on the ground.

Qin Nuo glanced at the music box; it was wooden, looked quite old, and had a few cartoon stickers on it.

"What is this?"

Shi Yu said, "A main quest clue."

"My only main quest clue."

Qin Nuo's face showed surprise; he didn't expect the other party to share a clue with him.

What kind of move was this?

Seeing the confusion in Qin Nuo's eyes, Shi Yu explained, "I've heard of your name, MVP of two consecutive instances, a 16.0 rating, making others look up to you."

"I'm very fortunate to have matched with someone like you in this instance. I've always admired intelligent people. A main quest clue that isn't much use to me is worth sharing to make a rare friend."

As he spoke, Shi Yu was covered in a layer of ghost aura, and the original monster body disappeared, transforming into a student the same age as Li Xiaoming.

On one of his ring fingers, he wore a ring that shimmered with a strange light.

Evidently, this ring was the ghost creature that allowed him to transform into a monster at will.

Qin Nuo looked at Shi Yu and shook his head indifferently, "I'm a loner, not fond of making friends."

"No problem, consider it a gift of a main quest clue. I have thoughts about the main quest too, but after investigation, I found my abilities limited."

"Rather than keeping the clue to myself, sharing it might let me witness the Phantom Master refreshing his instance score record once more," Shi Yu said with a smile.

"The music box is yours, let's chat again when there's a chance. After all, this school isn't big; we'll run into each other."

With that, Shi Yu waved and turned to leave.

Qin Nuo picked up the music box, examined it, and pondered.

"The more someone shows friendliness, the less you should trust them. Too cunning," the Blood-Eyed Ghost reminded.

"Of course I know, this guy can exploit the loopholes in the game rules, definitely not stupid."

"Giving me the main quest clue, seemingly uninterested, might be trying to use my abilities to advance the main quest, and in the end, he could be the mantis stalking the cicada."

Just wanting to make a friend? Only a fool would believe that!

"However, if this music box is indeed a main quest clue, what does it represent? The personal belonging of that mysterious principal?"

"Judging by the appearance of the music box, it's impossible to accurately determine its owner's gender."

"But clearly, this is a child's item."

"Does it mean that the mysterious principal once played the role of a child, or is actually a child?"

A simple music box led Qin Nuo to endless speculation, but none could capture an accurate clue.

A single clue alone was ultimately powerless.

He needed to gather more clues and connect them to possibly point to someone.

This was the insight he gained from previous instances.

Qin Nuo first put away the music box, then hurried back to his classroom.

In the classroom, there were a few more empty seats.

Currently, in Class 6-3, besides Qin Nuo, there was only one player left. This cat-and-mouse game had eliminated quite a few players.

Who would have thought that on Children's Day, instead of experiencing the joy of the holiday, players faced a more nightmarish day.

The subsequent Children's Day program was much more normal, allowing the remaining players to breathe a sigh of relief.

As five o'clock approached, the school bell rang, and the students grabbed their backpacks, cheering as they ran out of the classroom.

In the classroom, Qin Nuo picked up his backpack and returned to his cozy home.

"Mom, I'm back."

As he entered, Qin Nuo habitually took off his canvas shoes, put on slippers, and tossed his backpack onto the sofa.

His mother came out of the kitchen with a spatula, overjoyed to see her son, and asked, "You're back! How was Children's Day at school today?"

"It was great. The school organized a game program, and the teachers played with us. It was so much fun," Qin Nuo said with a grin, showing his white teeth.

It was fun, but a bit exhausting.

"That's good."

His mother, holding the spatula, smiled mysteriously, "Today is Children's Day. Can you guess what special day tomorrow is?"

Another holiday?

Qin Nuo thought to himself, here we go again, I'm already numb.

"How could you forget such an important day, son?" His mother seemed puzzled.

Qin Nuo's heart tightened, and after a moment, he hesitantly said, "My birthday?"

"That's right. Tomorrow, I'll go out and order a big cake for you. It's a holiday, so stay home and wait for me to come back, okay?" His mother asked with a smile.

As Mo Fang finished speaking, Qin Nuo noticed his father in the corner glancing at his mother, but quickly returning his gaze to the newspaper.

Qin Nuo smiled, "Got it."

His mother wanted to say something more, but Qin Nuo reminded her, "Mom, the food in the pot is about to burn."

His mother exclaimed and hurried back to the kitchen.

Qin Nuo took his backpack and returned to his room.

When he came out to get a drink of water, Li Xiaodong and Li Xiaodie had also returned.

Li Xiaodong glared fiercely at Qin Nuo and asked darkly, "Where are they?"

Qin Nuo knew who he was referring to and replied indifferently, "Can't you find them yourself?"

"Next time, don't bring those weaklings. It's boring; I took care of them in two or three moves."

Li Xiaodong's face twisted with rage, and he was about to pounce on Qin Nuo, but Li Xiaodie held him back, her sewn mouth only able to make muffled sounds.

Hearing the commotion, their mother was about to come out, but their father in the corner suddenly spoke.

"You two, go back to your rooms!"

The Li siblings dared not disobey their father and returned to their room.

Their mother cast a cold glance at her husband, picked up the kitchen knife, used it as a mirror to tidy her bangs, and returned to the kitchen.

"This brother seems determined to kill me. Should I strike first to be safe?" Qin Nuo thought to himself. Although he was a good brother protecting his sister, he was just a game NPC, and Qin Nuo wouldn't hesitate.

Back in his room, Qin Nuo took out his homework and efficiently completed it in a short time.

After putting the completed homework back in his book, Qin Nuo took out the music box again.

Looking at the winding key, he wondered if the clue wasn't on the music box but in the music.

He turned the key, and the crisp, pleasant music, like lively notes, danced in his ears, refreshing his spirit.

After listening for a while, Qin Nuo couldn't discern anything, but he heard his mother calling from outside, "Son, the water is ready, time for your bath!"

Qin Nuo responded, put away the music box, and searched his wardrobe for clothes, only to unexpectedly find a small storage box in a dark corner.

"This little rascal Li Xiaoming sure has a lot of personal items."

Qin Nuo muttered, taking out the storage box and placing it on the table to open it.

Inside were all sorts of things, mostly discarded toys.

There didn't seem to be anything useful, and just as Qin Nuo was about to put it away, he caught a glimpse of something.

When he took it out from the bottom, Qin Nuo's expression was one of astonishment.

Because it was a music box, identical to the main quest clue's music box!

The signs of wear.

The placement of the stickers.

All exactly the same!

Qin Nuo was bewildered. Why did Li Xiaoming have this music box?

Could it be that Li Xiaoming had a relationship with the mysterious principal that he didn't know about?

The fact that Li Xiaoming kept the music box suggested it might be a gift.

Those who gave gifts to Li Xiaoming were mostly girls who had a crush on him.

Huang Xia? Li Qianqian?

Or some other girls?

Qin Nuo's expression involuntarily turned serious; this was an extremely important clue.

If his guess was correct, then the scope of the principal would be greatly narrowed, focusing on people like Huang Xia.

At this moment, his mother called out again from outside.

Qin Nuo had no choice but to grab his clothes and head to the bathroom for a bath.

After bathing and eating, the atmosphere in the living room returned to its usual coldness.

His mother cleaned up the dishes, washing them in the kitchen while humming a tune, seemingly in a good mood because tomorrow was her son's birthday.

Qin Nuo sat at the dining table, eating the fruit on his plate.

His father in the corner suddenly spoke, "Yes, tomorrow is your birthday."

"Thinking back then, thinking about now, it's all my own doing. I should have shot you, this damn bastard, against the wall back then!"

His father's voice was filled with self-mockery and directed at Qin Nuo with malice.

Qin Nuo raised an eyebrow.

This confirmed that Li Xiaoming was indeed his biological son.

Li Xiaoming's father had an affair, which wasn't Mo Fang's fault, but why did he harbor such malice toward his biological son?

They say even a tiger doesn't eat its cubs, yet this biological father seemed eager to strangle him on the spot.

Despite his confusion, Qin Nuo maintained a cold expression and didn't respond.

After finishing the fruit on his plate, his mother came out to clear the dishes, lovingly smiling at Qin Nuo, "Go back to your room, check your homework, play for a while, and then go to bed early. Tomorrow is your birthday, so wake up early."

Qin Nuo nodded obediently, jumped off the table, and returned to his room.

In his room, Qin Nuo placed the two music boxes on the table and wound them simultaneously.

The notes from the music box gears were identical.

Qin Nuo stroked his chin, pondering, and wound the key again to listen once more.

Just then, his mother came in with a glass of milk and said, "Here, son, drink your milk, brush your teeth, and go to bed."

Her gaze fell on the music boxes, and she asked, "Where did these two music boxes come from?"

Qin Nuo made an excuse, "Oh, they're birthday gifts from my classmates."

"Really? My son is so popular at school, but why do these music boxes look so old?"

His mother picked up one of the music boxes, raising her eyebrows, and said, "And this song, I feel like I've heard it somewhere before?"

Qin Nuo's expression changed, and he couldn't help but ask, "Mom, where have you heard it?"

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