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Volume 1: Days Moving Bricks at the Construction Site

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He is like a frog sitting in a well viewing the sky

Xiaolou gave a mocking smile and said in a low voice, “Another white-eyed wolf.”

Binzi’s expression changed, but he quickly returned to normal, pretending not to have heard.

However, Shen Maomao persistently asked, “Sister Lou, what did you say?! Speak louder, I can’t hear you!”

The others had ambiguous smiles, and Binzi’s face looked extremely bad.

Xiaolou glanced at her and said, “Just eat your food!”

“Oh oh…”

Golden Retriever asked Xiaolou, “Sister Lou, how did you all survive?”

Everyone else perked up their ears, wanting to hear Xiaolou’s answer.

Xiaolou didn’t keep it a secret: “Thanks to Rabbit, she couldn’t hear the sound and carried me back.”

Others couldn’t imitate this. Either make oneself deaf to survive, or entrust one’s life to Shen Maomao—neither option really works.

While eating halfway, someone opened the cafeteria door and staggered in.

—it was Leng Bingbing, who had gone back to work yesterday. His face was full of fatigue, his complexion pale, communicating with no one, he directly returned to his seat and sat down.

Binzi asked, “Where’s Brother Long?!”

Leng Bingbing replied, “He went for you, what does that have to do with me?”

Binzi was speechless, no longer seeking humiliation, and lowered his head to eat his food honestly.

After finishing the food and about to wash the dishes, Shen Maomao began to feel scared. Ding Hou’s corpse was nowhere to be found, whether it was still there or not had the rhythm of a horror film. Moreover, her task from yesterday was unfinished, and she didn’t know what consequences would follow if the foreman discovered it.

In the kitchen, the two large water jars had their lids securely covered, resembling enticing Pandora’s magic boxes, waiting for humans to open them and release disease and disaster.

Shen Maomao gathered her courage and pulled open a jar lid, finding it empty with nothing inside, only some blood water remaining at the bottom.

Either Ding Hou was eaten last night, or Ding Hou had completely resurrected. Just the thought of it made people feel relieved.

She felt relieved because she didn’t need to think about how to explain to the foreman or face the corpse again. But Yan Nan was not doing so well. Seeing nothing inside the jar, she recalled Shen Maomao’s words from last night that “Ding Hou resurrected,” and immediately became restless.

Shen Maomao watched her leave. Judging by the direction she went, it should be the pond.

She lowered her head to wash the dishes, then blanched the unfinished pork, sprinkled salt, and covered the jar lid.

After finishing everything, she prepared to return to the pond to stack bricks, but ended up meeting the foreman coming towards her at the door.

The foreman typed and asked her: 【Did you not finish your work yesterday?】

Shen Maomao blatantly lied: “I finished it all, everything was done properly, but the meat came back to life! There was also a monster with faces all over its belly, it started fighting with the meat, so I ran.”

The foreman suddenly became very nervous, his typing speed doubling: 【When did that monster appear?】

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Shen Maomao said: “Just at midnight yesterday, I was scared to death, foreman, our construction site is not safe! How exactly should we handle this?!”

The foreman looked dazed, muttering something under his breath. After a while, he regained clarity and instructed Shen Maomao: 【Don’t let anyone else know about this matter! You go work too, and let the painters also go stack bricks, move quickly!】


It seems a dispute has arisen between Yun Shengjin, his wife, and Beidou.

Last night and this morning during meals, they sat together. While moving bricks today, Shen Maomao saw the three of them gathered, discussing something, but their opinions didn’t seem to align. Beidou angrily left the group, running far away from them to move bricks, seemingly planning to go solo.

Xiaolou nudged her, telling her not to just focus on watching the drama.

Earlier, they searched around nearby, and like Glasses, Brother Long also disappeared quietly without a trace.

Now thinking about it, Shen Maomao actually doesn’t dislike this person much.

He has well-developed limbs and a simple mind, always looks at people with his nostrils, has no manners, and often lets his desires cloud his mind… She originally thought such a person would die on the belly of a woman or a ghost lady, but who would have thought that in the end, he actually died for his brother.

However, this brother of his…

Hehe.

Shen Maomao glanced at Binzi, who was working with his head down, and coldly laughed in her heart.

Just like that Wei Gu, of the same behavior, they are not good people.

Now, counting from the day they arrived, the game has been going for four days, and five players have died. According to Xiaolou’s words, the later the time, the fewer restrictions the game places on the ghosts, and by the last day, it will be a massacre.

Such a scene is something no one wants to see, so they must speed up and find clues.


“So why is it me?” Golden Retriever cried with a long face, standing on the scaffold and refusing to come down.

The tree leaves rustled in the wind, the construction site unusually quiet. The evening’s cool breeze could no longer reach the pond inside the enclosed walls, where neat red bricks formed a square, sealing off the area like a tightly enclosed cage.

Xiaolou naturally said: “Unless you plan to let us two girls go roll in the mud and water?”

Shen Maomao couldn’t hear their conversation, but she could understand Golden Retriever’s unwilling expression, and she reasoned: “Look at you, besides eating and sleeping, you do nothing, not working hard, are you still waiting to win by lying down?”

Golden Retriever knew she could hear very loud sounds, so he loudly shouted: “I! Don’t dare! To go! Bathe! Alone!”

Shen Maomao: “Then just find a basin of water! Pour it down from the top of your head!”

Xiaolou: “I beg you both to lower your voices, please!”

— Each one’s voice louder than the other.

Golden Retriever fussed for a while, but he also understood he couldn’t just wait for things to be handed to him. He threw down an iron shovel from the top, then tied a rope tightly around his waist, and climbed down to the pond along the slippery wall bricks.

The water at the bottom of the pond was still not dry; as soon as his foot stepped on it, it sank into the mud. He dug the iron shovel out from the mud, gripped the rope tightly, and walked towards the middle, with one foot deep and the other shallow.

Shen Maomao and Xiaolou suspected that the foreman buried a corpse at the bottom of the pond, and his task was to dig in the middle of the pond to see if maybe he might find the key to completing the game or something.

He dug with a shovel from the east to the west, and before long, he felt the iron shovel hit something hard.

“F*ck!” He shouted toward Xiaolou and Shen Maomao, who were lying on top of the wall, “There’s something!”

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Xiaolou: “Dig!”

Golden Retriever: “F*ck! Sister Lou! It seems to be the head that Yan Nan and Yun Shengjin threw here!”

Once it was mentioned here, Golden Retriever immediately remembered what happened yesterday afternoon, and the mud underfoot suddenly felt somewhat scalding.

Coincidentally, without the blood and head, Ding Hou’s remaining weight was exactly 140 jin. So Yan Nan and Yun Shengjin in the pond decapitated Ding Hou, bled him, and took away his body.

Golden Retriever almost cried: “How about we change the place to dig… I don’t dare!”

Xiaolou said: “Don’t fear! We will not protect you! You must work hard yourself!”

“Okay!” Golden Retriever froze for a moment, “Wait a moment?! Not protect me?! QwQ”

Xiaolou: “Just dig and get it done!”

Shen Maomao heard Xiaolou’s one-sided loud shout and felt very fortunate that she is a weak girl.

Golden Retriever carefully placed Ding Hou’s head aside and continued digging down along the small pit he had prepared.

The sun gradually sank in the west, and visibility became lower and lower. Not knowing how long he had been digging, his iron shovel in hand suddenly paused again, unable to dig further.

He wiped his face, only then realizing that he had unknowingly dug out a pit roughly the height of one person.

Fear instantly engulfed him, and he frantically pulled the rope, signaling to Shen Maomao and Xiaolou to pull him up.

But there was no reaction at all from the other side of the rope.

Golden Retriever was almost in tears, he shouted: “Sister Lou?! Sister Rabbit?! Don’t scare me, okay?!”

There was still no reaction from above.

He didn’t dare to dig any further. On all four sides were damp soil walls, and he was like a frog sitting in a well looking at the sky, able to see only a small piece of the black sky above.

The surroundings were too quiet, no sound of wind, no sound of talking, only his own heavy breathing…

No! It seemed to be two people!!!

He held his breath and clearly heard the rhythmical breathing sound coming from beneath his feet.

One after another, it struck his fragile nerves.

He shook badly, and his survival instinct made him step on the iron shovel and desperately climb upward. Fortunately, the soil was moist enough to let him kick his toes in; fortunately, the soil was also hard enough to support his weight and not let him fall.

He desperately climbed upward, but no matter how long he climbed, the exit always remained that far from him, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t reach it.

When he was too tired to climb and looked down, he was still at the bottom of the pit, only one step away from the very bottom.

He completely broke down. He wailed and cried loudly, shouting for help: “Help—! Wuwuwuwu, who will come save me!!”

With a “swish—” sound, something burst out from the soil, suddenly grabbed his ankle, and pulled half of his body into the soil.

Golden Retriever struggled like crazy: “Let go of me! Let go of me!!!” But that force, as if it could snap his ankle, continued to pull him down.

Just as he cried out in despair, the rope on his waist suddenly tightened, and a strong force overcame the thing in the soil, dragging him away from the soil, then pulling him all the way, scraping the soil, back to the ground.

The mud at the bottom of the pond began to churn, and countless pairs of hands stretched out from the pond bottom, desperately grabbing toward him.

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Leaving the bottom of the pit was only entering a larger well, with the pond’s surrounding brick walls acting as the well’s wall.

At the well’s opening, Shen Maomao and Xiaolou forcefully pulled the rope backward.

—After Golden Retriever had been down for half an hour, suddenly there was no sound. Xiaolou tried calling twice but received no response. Just as they were about to pull the rope up, the end of the rope suddenly sank.

The two immediately understood something had happened to Golden Retriever’s side and began to forcefully pull the rope back. With difficulty, they pulled Golden Retriever into the pond, and again had to struggle with these suddenly emerging bizarre hands.

The reason they are called bizarre is that some of these hands were already rotting, and some were simply white bones.

Golden Retriever was already so scared he peed himself — really, he peed himself from fear.

Walking the night road that day was not as scary as now.

Fortunately, these hands had low combat power and not much strength, so Shen Maomao and Xiaolou together pulled up Golden Retriever, who was covered in mud and still had a few hands hanging on his body.

Golden Retriever collapsed and cried loudly.

Half of it was from being scared, and the other half was because peeing his pants out of fear was too embarrassing.



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