The Game's End

It did not take Bai Zhi long to arrange the future of these 1,212 ghouls in his mind.

Looking farther ahead, the Shadow World would need a great deal of manpower after reconstruction. Looking nearer, they could simply go work at the Electronics Factory later on and support themselves.

As the saying went, many trees made a forest, and grains of sand piled into a tower. The combined wages of over a thousand people were no small sum...

As Bai Zhi happily made this decision in his heart, all the ghouls, including Kitten, Tiger, and Bug, inexplicably shuddered.

Compared to these ghouls, who at least knew roughly what had happened, the players were completely baffled. They had no idea why their opponents had suddenly gone mad. A few vaguely guessed that this change might have had something to do with Bai Zhi, but they had no way of figuring out exactly how he had done it.

It was not only the ghouls who had changed. The game's punishment rules had changed as well. The Third Stage, which should have been filled with bloodshed and slaughter and doomed to claim even more victims, ended with everyone clearing it in a muddleheaded fashion.

By the time everyone arrived at the Third Stage, someone had already set up his barbecue stall and begun enthusiastically hawking his wares to every player who arrived...

"You're the one who died."

Rolling his eyes, Bai Zhi unceremoniously held out his hand toward the umbrella-carrying, ancient-style young girl before him.

"Thank you for your patronage. That'll be 198 Game Coins."

"Eh? Why is hers two Game Coins cheaper?"

After hearing Bai Zhi's words, a player who had just taken two skewers from him asked curiously.

It was not that this player cared about the difference of two Game