As Qin Nuo followed Pinocchio up the stairs, they quickly reached the sed floor.

  The sed-floor dining area wasn't much different from the first, except for its more luxurious and opulent decor, which seemed out of p the sinister Horror World outside.

  The ghosts on the sed floor, both in status and in the degree of their terrifying power, were several levels above those on the first floor. Various bizarre ghosts sat there, and even Qin Nuo found his eyelids twitg as he looked at them.

  A few guests eared human dined elegantly, yet the ghost power they exuded made the surrounding guests wary, causing them to move their chairs further away.

  The atmosphere on the sed floor was much more harmonious than on the first. There were no flicts, no out-of-trol ghosts g themselves, but an invisible pressure permeated the air. Some weaker ghosts found it hard to breathe and hurriedly left.

  The staircase to the sed floor seemed to be a dividing line for the status of the restaurant's guests.

  Qin Nuo stood there, ignored by the guests, as if he were invisible.

  But at that moment, a gaze uedly fell upon him.

  "Isn't this the filthy Half-Rat? Your lowly status doesn't qualify you to stand here. Be careful not to dirty the floor, or you'll be torn to pieces!"

  Qin Nuo turned his head.

  By the window, the Stitg Ghost gave a sinister smile, the twisted stitched faces on its body twitg along.

  Qin Nuo stared at it, someuzzled.

  Was this Stitg Ghost also a guest on the sed floor?

  The ghosts at its table also stared at Qin Nuo with mog eyes.

  "A Half-Ghost, huh? I hear they taste pretty good."

  "Good, yes, but a bit dirty."

  "Get lost, don't ruin our appetite."

  As they spoke, the ghosts began to carve up a charred corpse oable with knives and forks, stuffing the fresh red flesh into their mouths.

  Blood dripped from their lips, carrying a stroallic st.

  The Stitg Ghost picked up a human eyeball, pced it in its mouth, and chewed with its decayed teeth, the sound making one's skin crawl.

  Qin Nuo watched them, his expression remaining calm.

  Notig Qin Nuo's gaze, the Stitg Ghost's face squirmed, showing some displeasure.

  At this moment, Pinocchio, alking ahead, suddenly stopped and g Qin Nuo. "Follow me."

  The Stitg Ghost gred at Pinocchio. "When did the sed-floor restaurant bee so low-css, letting anything e up here?"

  Pinocchio ighe Stitg Ghost and stared at Qin Nuo.

  Qin Nued and followed.

  They soohe dining room.

  Pinocchio led Qin Nuo to a retively secluded room.

  "Wait at the door."

  With that, Pinocchio ehe room alone.

  Qin Nuo stood at the door, occasionally passing by a few restaurant staff who pushed carts past him as if he were invisible.

  "The sed floor of the restaurant has no Pyers and doesn't seem to be part of an instance. Could it be that only higher-level Pyers match the sed floor as an instance?"

  Qin Nuo pondered silently.

  Before long, the door opened, and Pinoerged with a bck box.

  From Qin Nuo's perspective, ghost aura surrouhe bck box, a very peculiar ghost aura.

  But Qin Nuo could tell that this special ingredient was a notch below the Ingredient No. 8 he had brought back st time, though still quite terrifying.

  Pinocchio didn't immediately hand it over to Qin Nuo but lifted his wooden head.

  Qin Nuo, without hesitation, handed over the remaining 4000 Ghost Currency he had saved to Pinocchio.

  "This ingredient is enough for the ghost inside you to devour and absorb." Taking the Ghost Currency, Pinocchio hahe bck box to Qin Nuo, then turned and walked away with a cttering sound.

  As he left, he added, "It's best not to provoke the guests on the sed floor. Although you're the restaurant's mahe restaurant values its guests more, especially those on the sed floor."

  With that, he disappeared into the darkness.

  "I don't provoke others, but I'm afraid others might provoke me," Qin Nuo murmured, looking at the bck box in his hand.

  "Open the box!" the Blood-Eyed Ghost urged impatiently.

  "Yoing to eat it here?" Qin Nuo was slightly taken aback.

  "Now is the best time to eat it; it won't take long," the Blood-Eyed Ghost replied.

  Qin Nuo gnced around, found a more secluded room, and pced the bck box oable.

  Taking a deep breath, he opehe box.

  Under a thin cloth y an eyeball.

  The eyeball was entirely jet bck, its surface covered with blood vessels, and it was actively moving.

  The eyeball stared directly at Qin Nuo, full of malice despite being uo speak, making his skin crawl and his ense.

  "Just one eyeball left, and it's this fierce. How terrifying would it be if it were whole?" Qin Nuo murmured, his heart filled with shock.

  "It's just Ingredient No. 2. That finger from before was several levels above it," the Blood-Eyed Ghost said calmly.

  Qin Nuo looked at the eyeball and asked, "How do I absorb it?"

  The Blood-Eyed Ghost replied, "What do you think?"

  Qin Nuo's mouth twitched, feeling a sense of foreboding. "You wao swallow an eyeball whole?"

  "How else would you put it in? I'll help you absorb it, and there won't be any backsh, don't worry," the Blood-Eyed Ghost assured.

  "That's a bit disgusting."

  Despite his body's instinctive resistance, having spent a lot of money on it, Qin ended his right hand, ping the eyeball between two fingers.

  The momeouched it, tless blood vessels writhed, and terrifying ghost aura surged out, but uhe Blood-Eyed Ghost's suppression, the eyeball quickly calmed down again.

  "Just think of it as swallowing a particurly special dy."

  Qin Nuo muttered to himself, then closed his eyes and tossed the eyeball into his mouth.

  With a gulp, he swallowed it.

  A warm sensation spread from his abdomen.

  Immediately, Qin Nuo felt a slight burning pain in his right arm.

  tless bck threads covered his right arm, gathering at one spot, where the skin tore open, and a drop of crimson blood flowed out...

  A blood-red eyeball emerged from beh the torn skin.

  A third blood eye!

  Corpse spots spread like maggots, and the terrifying ghost aura seemed to carry a strong corrosive effect, quickly rotting and breaking the table, causing wood chips to fall.

  Qin Nuo looked at his right arm and couldn't help but murmur, "It seems pretty powerful now."

  The Blood-Eyed Ghost let out a tented sigh, "Ah, the familiar feeling is ing back bit by bit."

  Qin Nuo smiled and asked, "Do you feel capable now?"

  "That Stitg Ghost from before, if we meet it again, you'll see," the Blood-Eyed Ghost replied with rare fidence.

  "Hope you're not bluffing; that guy is right outside now."

  Qin Nuo chuckled. In truth, being oh the Blood-Eyed Ghost, he could somewhat ses current strength.

  Putting away the bck box, Qin Nuo stood up and walked towards the door.

  Ba the sed-floor dining room, there were still plenty of guests ing and going.

  Qin Nuo hid all the blood eyes, blending in with the ghost crowd without a trace.

  Yet, a figure by the window noticed him, and a sinister voice called out, "Rat, didn't I tell you not to show up in the sed-floor restaurant again?"

  "My appetite was just fine, and now it's all gone."

  "Get over here!"

  The Stitg Ghost's chilling voice echoed in the restaurant, carrying an undeniable and.

  The ghosts at the same table leaned ba their chairs, their eyes filled with mockery.

  Qin Nuo's footsteps halted. After a moment of silence, he walked towards the table by the window...

  JOSOLUNA