At that moment, in the nightclub.
The middle-aged Cao Xiangrong was no stranger to this noisy environment, but the lights suddenly going out just now had given him quite a fright too.
But the lights had quickly come back on.
The men and women around him were still swaying to the music beneath the flashing lights.
Was my fate already decided...?
Cao Xiangrong decided to hide here for a while longer. After all, humans were creatures that liked to gather in groups. The more people there were, the safer they felt.
Besides, he had already decided not to sleep until daylight. Once the sun rose, he would find a crowded square and sleep on a lounge chair. Surely the crowds could restrict the Vengeful Ghost's movements to some extent?
Nie Yunzhen had said so too...
The real world apparently imposed some degree of restriction on the supernatural, and those restrictions became more pronounced when more humans were present.
So... more people were better after all.
Following the crowd, Cao Xiangrong slowly began to sway.
When the Ghost Story World first selected him, he had almost immediately lost all hope for his life, so he had thoroughly indulged himself.
There had been quite a few people like him at first. After witnessing the horror of Vengeful Ghosts, every selected player had fallen into utter despair. A considerable number had chosen suicide or indulgence.
They spent all their money on pleasure, then turned to crime when it ran out. They treated themselves as people about to die, almost entirely beyond the restraints of worldly laws and morality.
Such people posed an enormous threat not only to Fu City in the real world, but also acted as highly unstable bombs when undertaking a [Ghost Story Game] with others.
Later, though, those people either