In front of Room 404.

  Qin Nuo held the key, gng left and right.

  The long, dim corridor was empty, with only him in sight.

  Or rather, on the fourth floor, he was the only Pyer residing there.

  "Right now, I have 320 Ghost Currend 100 Ghost Cash. Staying for 100 days isn't a problem, but food and drink are."

  Moreover, the system shop also required Ghost Currend Ghost Cash for purchases, so he had to save some for special occasions.

  Creak.

  As the key turned in the lod the dan to open, he heard two door-opening sounds.

  Qin Nuo turned his head to look at Room 405, which had just opened.

  The door was ajar, revealing a pair of dead-fish-like eyes staring at Qin Nuo.

  "Hello, I'm the enant..."

  Bang!!

  Before he could finish, the door smmed shut.

  Qin Nuo, aced to these someeculiar NPCs, shrugged it off, opened his door, aered his room.

  The room's dition redictably poor, with a cup filled with an unknown yellow liquid and a kettle boiling yellowed underwear.

  The bathroom drain was clogged with hair, but fortunately, the tap didn't spew blood.

  At least Qin Nuo could take a det shower.

  "The game sts 10 days. If it were Wang Xun, she wouldn't care about the score, probably just staying in the room to survive the 10 days a the instance."

  "But with my four lives, how could I just hide?"

  "Extra points e from buildiionships with other tenants in the apartment, the more, the better."

  "The tenants love gossiping, and building good retionships effectively help in unc the hidden serial killer in the apartment!"

  Of course, there's no rush now; better to sleep and deal with things tomorrow.

  After a quick wash, Qin Nuo threw the dirty, blood-stained sheets uhe bed, used his shirt as a pillow, and y down.

  But he hadn't slept long before there was a banging sound from the room.

  Damn it!

  Renovating in the middle of the night?

  But remembering the o establish friendly retions with neighbors, Qin Nuo held back.

  The noise came from Room 405, the guy who had peeked at him.

  Separated by just a load-bearing wall, the sound articurly clear, as if someone was banging their head against the wall.

  Feeling troubled?

  Qin Nuo felt a bit irritable, c his ears and trying to sleep.

  But he clearly uimated the hardness of the 405 tenant's head; it went on for a full 30 minutes without stopping.

  Finally uo bear it, Qin Nuo jumped up, pulled out the Bone-Crushing Hammer, and pouhe wall twice.

  "Damn it, 't sleep in the middle of the night, did yirlfriend run off with someone?"

  Surprisingly, after his shout, the noise from door stopped.

  "Demon's Eye: You successfully angered your 405 neighbaining 40 Hatred Points!"

  "Reward item—Bck Stogs of a Sexy Maid!"

  As the voice echoed, Qin Nuo suddenly found a pair of sexy bck stogs in his hand.

  The texture was delicate, exuding a faint fragraill warm as if just taken off a smooth, fair leg, sparking the imagination.

  But Qin Nuo's expression was clearly struck by lightning again.

  Damn it, these rewards are getting more and more ridiculous!

  In this setting, what's the point of giving me bck stogs?

  Just as Qin Nuo set the bck stogs aside, two heavy, violent bangs came from the wall!

  The wall shook, and twe ks of pster fell off!

  The guy oher side seemed quite enraged.

  "Is he going to break through the wall and strangle me?"

  Fortunately, Qin Nuo's worries didn't e true; the two bangs seemed to be just venting anger, and then there was silence.

  "These neighbors aren't as easy to get along with as I thought," Qin Nuo sighed.

  He had po build good retions, but on the first day, he had already made an enemy of Room 405.

  Deg not to dwell on it, Qin Nuo y down and finally fell asleep.

  The day, there was nht sunlight, only the gradually brightening light indig it was m.

  The m chill lingered in the corridor.

  All the room doors were tightly closed.

  "Do these tenants never leave their rooms?"

  Puzzled, Qin Nuo went downstairs, his stomach growling with hunger.

  He remembered there was food for sale in the lobby on the first floor.

  At the er of the staircase, there was a vending mae filled with human food.

  Holding a 20 Ghost Currenote, just as he was about to i it into the slot, Qin Nuo thought of something and kicked the vending mae twice.

  No response.

  Qin Nuo stepped back, scruti, and kicked it a few more times.

  "If you're not for eating, move aside and don't waste my time."

  A cold voice came from behind.

  Bck Rose looked at Qin Nuo as if he were a lunatic.

  Qin Nuo expined, "I just wao see if it's really just a vending mae."

  Even he felt there was something wrong with his words.

  "Idiot."

  Buttered, ied her Ghost Currency, took two bottles of soda, a.

  Qin Nuo ied his Ghost Currend got two portions of fast food iurn.

  "This instance seems normal, except for the tenants and the apartment boss."

  Qin Nuo muttered, taking his fast food and leaving.

  At the front desk, the apartment boss was crouched uhe ter, fiddling with something.

  Uo resist his curiosity, Qin Nuo peeked.

  He didn't see anything horrifying.

  The Old Man was just sitting on a low stool, pying chess.

  Hmm...

  This sed instance's ghosts all behaved like normal people.

  Some were busy with their own things, pying chess!

  The Old Man was clearly pying against himself, p each move for a long time.

  But Qin Nuo noticed a box beled "Spoils" o him.

  Arms, legs, tongues, eyeballs—so-called spoils, bloodily ing.

  He even saw a heart.

  A still-beati!

  It seemed to be ected to a body, full of vitality.

  As Qin Nuo stared in shock, the Old Man suddenly looked up, saying, "Young man, ied in a game of chess?"

  "If you win, I'll waive a day's rent."

  "If you lose, just exge something."

  "No, I'm terrible at chess."

  Not giving the Old Man a ce to speak, Qin Nuo turned and ran.

  As he went upstairs, Qin Nuo thought about knog on some tenants' doors after eating, to spread some warmth and at least establish a basic retionship.

  Of course, excluding the perverted tenant from Room 405 st night.

  Bang!!

  But just as he reached the fourth-floor nding, there was a loud crashing sound.

  Immediately followed by a man's angry curse: "Damn woman, what the hell did you make, it's disgusting!"

  "Do you believe I'll kill you?!"

  With that, the door to Room 403 was violently flung open.

  Bright red blood flowed from the doorway...