I Play the Horror World as a Simulation Game

At this moment, the night deepened.

The clock ticked away, the sound of an old European clock suddenly echoed throughout the hospital.

It was exactly half-past three in the dead of night.

The clouds in the sky dispersed, and the moonlight shone even brighter.

The darkness in the first-floor lobby faded, and the moonlight streaming through the main entrance covered the floor, outshining the oil lamp's flame.

Qin Nuo and his companions entered the lobby, placing oil lamps in the surrounding corners.

Lan Yan held a shotgun, nervously scanning the surroundings.

"When will it appear?" Lan Yan couldn't help but ask.

"Haven't you seen movies? The final boss always likes to show up at the last moment," Qin Nuo replied.

As they spoke, the sound of a music box suddenly came from a dark corner, clear and pleasant.

Qin Nuo and Lan Yan's expressions changed slightly, and they looked at Meng: "Did you lose your music box?"

Meng took out her music box and said, "It's right here."

The music box's melody continued to echo in the cold lobby.

Lan Yan suddenly became alert, raising the double-barreled shotgun towards the darkness.

Meng tilted her head, listening to the music, her eyes suddenly brightening: "I've heard this music somewhere before, but I just can't remember."

With that, Meng jumped to the ground and ran towards the source of the music.

"Be careful, this might be a trick by the mastermind!" Lan Yan's expression changed, quickly warning.

However, Meng ran back immediately after entering the darkness, holding two identical music boxes.

"Look, I got another music box."

Meng returned, placing the wound-up music box on the ground, tilting her head, and listening intently.

Qin Nuo asked calmly, "Did you remember anything?"

"It's very familiar, but I just can't recall," Meng said, her small face troubled.

"Then don't think about it," Qin Nuo said indifferently.

"Whether you remember or not, it doesn't matter now."

After waiting another ten minutes, Lan Yan, tense and sweating, couldn't help but ask, "Are we just going to wait here until dawn like idiots?"

Qin Nuo looked up, about to respond, when his eyes suddenly shifted, and he said in a deep voice, "It's coming."

A faint sound came from afar, growing clearer.

Lan Yan and Qin Nuo's expressions grew more serious with the sound.

In the distant darkness, a White Shadow suddenly appeared.

Then, more White Shadows appeared behind it.

"Black Nun?!"

Lan Yan was stunned, then glanced at Meng, and looked at the approaching Black Nuns, his face changing dramatically: "Why aren't they afraid of this girl anymore?" ℟�

"I don't know, maybe the mastermind is forcibly controlling them!" Qin Nuo said.

Lan Yan was shocked: "What do we do? This girl is useless, how do we stop these nuns?"

Qin Nuo squinted his eyes, snatched the shotgun from Lan Yan, and took out the Fallen Angel's Holy Water.

"What are you doing? We need that holy water for the mastermind!" Lan Yan exclaimed.

"We can't worry about that now. Better to use some of it here than die and have no chance even if we revive."

Qin Nuo said in a deep voice, pouring half a bottle of holy water into the shotgun.

A faint golden glow covered the shotgun, and as the nuns pounced, he fired decisively.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Shots rang out, shells flew, and fell to the ground.

The Black Nuns didn't dodge, each one hit, falling to the ground, horrific wounds spreading across their bodies.

Two minutes later.

With a click, the shotgun in Qin Nuo's hand smoked, and the bullets were all spent.

The nuns lay on the ground.

Lan Yan looked at the twitching Black Nuns and couldn't help but ask, "Why didn't these nuns dodge?"

Last time, the three of them barely succeeded in getting the holy water to touch the Black Nuns.

Now, they charged like a suicide squad.

"This is the mastermind's intention, to exhaust the holy water in my hands."

"After all, if the holy water doesn't touch them, its power remains."

As he spoke, Lan Yan's expression changed: "Watch out, behind you!"

Qin Nuo felt the chill behind him, quickly grabbed the remaining half bottle of holy water, and smashed it on the attacking Black Nun's face.

The glass bottle shattered, shards flying, holy water splashing on the Black Nun's face, causing it to fall and scream in pain.

Lan Yan's face changed dramatically: "Damn, you used the last half bottle of holy water!"

Qin Nuo's expression darkened: "It was too sudden, I reacted instinctively..."

"What do we do now?" Lan Yan asked, clutching his hair.

Qin Nuo frowned, clearly not expecting this situation.

Meng suddenly said, "Brother, there's a room with another bottle of holy water."

Qin Nuo was surprised: "Are you sure?"

"The bottle looks just like yours, I saw it by chance."

"Why didn't you say so earlier?"

Meng stuck out her tongue: "You didn't ask me, brother."

"Alright, take us there." Qin Nuo nodded.

Meng smiled and nodded, then walked back.

But halfway there, she suddenly stopped.

Because she realized Qin Nuo and Lan Yan hadn't followed.

"What's wrong?" Meng asked, puzzled.

Click!

Qin Nuo reloaded a bullet into Lan Yan's shotgun, then aimed it at Meng, smiling.

"Girl, let's reintroduce ourselves, I'm Phantom."

Meng asked, confused: "Why say that?"

Lan Yan was also puzzled: "What's going on, was this part of the plan?"

Qin Nuo ignored him, continuing to smile: "No need to act anymore, do I really have to shoot you?"

"Mastermind?"

Lan Yan blinked, then his expression changed dramatically: "Damn, Mission: Impossible?"

"Didn't you say this girl wasn't suspicious? She drank the holy water before and was fine."

Qin Nuo glanced at him, speechless: "Not the same person."

"When Meng went into the darkness and came out with the music box, she was already replaced."

"Though it was only two seconds, I must say your speed is impressive, and your acting is excellent."

Meng's face turned expressionless, her once clear eyes became murky, filled with malevolence, her voice hoarse and unpleasant: "How did you find out?"

"As soon as you spoke, I noticed. Although I haven't known that girl long, I can tell her usual tone and small gestures."

"Besides, who would leave a music box in the dark for no reason?"

"Meng" tilted her head, a grin spreading: "As expected, you're the most threatening."

"Let's reintroduce ourselves then."

As the words fell, "Meng" in white clothes suddenly turned into a black dress, her skin turned gray, her face painted with heavy, sinister makeup, hatred and malevolence filled her eyes.

A dense and terrifying Ghost Aura emanated from her entire body.

Her appearance hadn't changed, but she was completely different from the original Meng!