Bloody Slaughterhouse

Dim yellow light, cluttered surroundings, walls stained with dark red and blackened blood, a broken clock ticking loudly.

"Where is this place?"

Zhou Yi struggled up from the ground, surveying his surroundings. He was currently in a dirty, dilapidated room.

The next moment, a cold voice rang out, disrupting his thoughts.

[Welcome to the multiplayer horror instance, Bloody Slaughterhouse]

[Difficulty: Hell]

[Please maintain absolute rationality—this will be the key to your survival.]

[Clear condition: Survive for seven days and leave this place.]

At that moment, the horror instance livestream exploded with a flurry of comments.

"Damn, it's the Bloody Slaughterhouse, known as the Chosen One's meat grinder!"

"Has anyone ever cleared the Bloody Slaughterhouse before?"

"Even veteran Chosen Ones died without a clue in the Bloody Slaughterhouse. These newbies are done for."

"Starting off with Hell difficulty—how are they supposed to play this?"

"Horror instance!"

Hearing the cold prompt in his ear, Zhou Yi's eyes widened. His heart sank, and a chill ran down his spine.

Zhou Yi knew about horror instances. They were special spaces that had descended upon the world out of nowhere a year ago.

Every so often, horror instances would randomly select Chosen Ones from around the world to enter.

Horror instances were a disaster, but also an opportunity.

If you could clear the instance and survive, you'd not only gain supernatural power and soar to new heights, but also bring immense benefits to your home country!

[As a first-time Chosen One entering the instance, you will receive a chance to draw a trait]

The cold, emotionless voice sounded again. At the same time, a virtual spinning wheel appeared before Zhou Yi.

Looking at the dense array of talents on the wheel, Zhou Yi felt a bit more at ease.

Every first-time Chosen One entering a horror instance could draw a talent once. These talents granted special abilities.

Enhanced physique, enhanced spirit, special effects, powerful skills—things like that could greatly improve a Chosen One's survival rate.

"If I can draw a good trait, I might just survive this extremely dangerous world." With that thought, Zhou Yi raised his hand slightly and spun the wheel.

The wheel spun rapidly but soon slowed to a stop. Finally, the pointer landed on a golden slot.

[Congratulations, Chosen One, you have obtained S-grade talent: High Damage]

[Description: Left hand deals high damage, right hand deals high damage. Your strength is unparalleled, enough to shatter rules. Any horror will have to steer clear!]

"No way! I thought this would be a tragedy, but it's a power fantasy!"

Looking at his talent, Zhou Yi's eyes went wide. He'd thought Hell difficulty was a terrible start, but it turned out to be a godly one!

"Even with an S-grade talent, I can't let my guard down. Better find the rules first..."

Not getting carried away by the S-grade talent's effect, Zhou Yi quickly calmed down.

After all, the horror world was fraught with danger. Countless people had died without even seeing what a horror looked like.

"I should be inside a room right now..."

Taking another look at his surroundings, Zhou Yi began searching the room for the rules typical of a horror tale.

"Found it."

Before long, Zhou Yi spotted an employee handbook on a nearby table, recording the rules for this instance.

[Employee Handbook]

As an employee of the slaughterhouse, you must abide by the following rules:

Rule One: At the start of your shift, gather at the workshop entrance. The butcher is the manager of the slaughterhouse. You must absolutely obey his orders.

Rule Two: If you hear livestock begging for help, ignore it. It's an illusion. Leave your workstation immediately and go to the break room to drink water.

Rule Three: Working hours are 9:00–17:00. Do not stay in the dormitory during work hours.

Rule Four: Regular employees wear white clothes. If you encounter someone in black, stay away from them promptly.

Rule Five: The slaughterhouse has honored guests. Do not defy them.

Rule Six: The dormitory is the only safe place. You can rest there without worry.

Rule Seven: Do not harm your colleagues.

There were seven rules. After reading them, a hint of curiosity crossed Zhou Yi's face, and he murmured, "Honored guests at a slaughterhouse? What kind of guests could this dump possibly have?"

He didn't dwell on the question. Glancing at the broken clock on the wall, he saw it was 8:50.

"Almost nine. Time to gather..."

Leaving the room, he was met with the sight of a dilapidated slaughterhouse, surrounded by black fog. The broken door creaked in the wind, everything exuding an eerie atmosphere.

After noting his room number, Zhou Yi walked toward the workshop.

At this moment, seven Destiny's Chosen had already gathered before the workshop door.

Zhou Yi approached the group, glanced over them, said nothing, and silently stood to one side.

Soon, time reached nine o'clock. A burly man holding a butcher knife, covered in bloodstains, emerged from the mist.

Beside the burly man, a man and a woman followed. However, the two of them bore no eerie aura; instead, they gave off a transcendent feeling, like an immortal couple, utterly out of place with the entire world.

This pair was none other than Mo Shang and Jiang Shuyu.

As the two appeared, Zhou Yi couldn't help but freeze.

"Ordinary people? Could these two be the so-called slaughterhouse guests mentioned in the rules?"

Zhou Yi immediately recalled the fifth rule he had seen earlier and began to speculate in his mind.

Just as Zhou Yi was sizing up Mo Shang and the others, Mo Shang was also looking at him—more precisely, at the tags above his head.

[Luck Tag: Destiny's Chosen] [Description: Favored by destiny, everything you do will succeed.] [Purple Tag: Quick Thinking] [Description: A young mind thinks fast.]

"Damn, one gold and one purple?"

The tags weren't many, but their quality was excellent, making Mo Shang a bit envious.

Such a configuration was rare even in a small world, let alone the Mystic Heaven Realm. He had only seen it on Gu Qingzhou and Jiang Shuyu.

At this moment, with Mo Shang and Jiang Shuyu's appearance, the barrage in the eerie livestream exploded once more.

"Are they eerie? With those weird clothes—ancient-style eerie?"

"These two are a perfect match, ethereal and immortal. How could they look eerie?"

"They should be the guests mentioned in the rules. Since they're guests, they must be eerie too, right?"

"In an eerie instance, aside from the Chosen One, isn't everything else eerie? Otherwise, could they be immortals?"

"It's not impossible. Just looking at their outfits, they feel terrifyingly strong."

"Shocking—immortals have appeared in the eerie world!"

"Bro, you'd be wasted if you didn't become a clickbait title writer..."

Mo Shang was unaware of the livestream's barrage. He didn't even know a livestream was broadcasting.

Of course, even if he did, he wouldn't care...