After selecting the card, Xie He glanced at the one in his hand, which read: [R Card (Prop) - Beer Bottle Cap.] [Function: This is a beer bottle cap that can be used to cap beer bottles.] The audience was filled with disbelief: [Hahaha, why would a survival game need a beer cap? Hahaha, help! It says "Prop Card" first, but everyone else's prop cards are snake whips, spirit talismans, boomerangs, and magic wands, okay? A beer cap?! I almost thought I'd wandered into the wrong movie set?! ... Xie He's tone was languid: "It's not like it can't be used." He silently put the card away. The room reeked of blood. Liao Mingze had been completely drained by the evil ghost, devoured, leaving only glaring drag marks on the floor. The evil ghost hastily wiped the blood from its mouth, looked up at Xie He, its throat bobbing, and asked in a hoarse voice, like Yu You's, "Brother, are you going to deal with me now?" Xie He looked at the evil ghost...

 The room temperature plummeted, and Liao Mingze felt a sudden chill creep over his skin. When two players died last night, Liao Mingze had already deduced that there were likely two evil ghosts in the game. But last night, his gaze was drawn to the fine black lines on Xia Gu's neck. Seeing the lines, he instinctively assumed Xia Gu was a ghost. In reality, he had been fooled by the evil ghost. From Xie He's analysis, he suddenly understood. The fine black lines on Xia Gu's neck were actually the strongest indication that Xia Gu wasn't the evil ghost. An evil ghost wouldn't be so easily exposed; its ability to hide among the players showed that this evil ghost was very cunning. It would do everything it could to minimize its suspicion. On the contrary, the person who acted most naturally… was most likely the evil ghost. Liao Mingze hadn't expected that Xie He would figure this out so quickly in that critical moment. Liao Mingze secretly clenched the [Snake Bone ...

 The sky was overcast, and the room seemed several degrees colder. All the players present fell silent, then hurriedly stood up and fled to keep their distance from the others. Bang! Someone smashed a vase, brandishing shards of porcelain, his composure on the verge of collapse: "You...who's the ghost? Don't...don't come any closer!" The blond-haired guy had already retreated to a corner, his face blank, clutching his head helplessly, "Brother Liao...what happened?" Liao Mingze's eyes darkened completely, and he said in a deep voice, "Players killed by ghosts die, and players killed by humans become ghosts. In our midst, a player killed another player—in this situation, the killed player becomes a ghost." The killed player became a ghost. It was yesterday's clue that ruined everything. Some player must have started to suspect their teammate was a ghost and seized the opportunity to kill them during the chaos! Silence fell upon them. Som...

 As Xie He finished speaking, the baby ghosts within the mistress began to stir. A black mist enveloped her, the thick fog seeming to contain a thousand blades, churning and releasing a strong, pungent stench of blood. "Aaaaah!!!" The mistress's face contorted more and more, the cries of countless infants echoing in her ears—scenes she had once dreaded in her dreams. Before her eyes, like fleeting clouds, flashed images from the past five years. She had once used evil magic to sacrifice the souls of children. Five years ago, she wanted to raise a ghost child to win back the master's heart, but the ritual went awry, and the master died on the spot. The child she had aborted also became an evil ghost, beginning its vengeance. The ghost's resentment grew stronger, forcing her to resort to desperate measures, sacrificing the lives of more infants in the town to suppress the resentment of her own child. Now, all the sins she had committed were beginning to exact their ...

 Everyone fell silent, an eerie stillness settling over the room. The bespectacled man who had eaten his finger at the table took a step back, his face contorted in terror: "A...a ghost!!!" As he spoke, he suddenly pulled a long-hidden dagger from his pocket, gritting his teeth as he swung it at Xie He, his eyes bloodshot. "It's you! It's you, isn't it! I knew something was wrong with you a long time ago! Why has this evil ghost let you go time and time again? You even got away with eating a finger..." Xie He calmly dodged, then swiftly kicked the bespectacled man in the back of the knee from behind. With a swift movement, he pinned the bespectacled man's hand behind his back, his pure black eyes fixed on him: "Attacking me? In a game, killing your teammates means you die too, right? Are you tired of living?" His gaze swept over the room. These words weren't just for the bespectacled man; they were for everyone else present. The ghost l...

 Everyone was going crazy: "..."  Do you even know what you ate??? You actually finished it??? Xie He nonchalantly chewed on the remaining half of the finger. A strong plastic taste filled his mouth. He could clearly feel spasms in his upper abdomen, as if a nimble finger was churning inside. The plastic fingernail was sharply digging into his stomach lining. "Ugh—" A person next to Xie He bent over and vomited violently, spewing out fragments of his internal organs. His entire body slumped down. Only then did Xie He realize that there was another person present who had also eaten the plastic doll's finger. It was a bespectacled boy whose name he didn't know. The man was clearly terrified, his bloodshot eyes wide, cold sweat beading on his pale forehead, his whole body trembling. Xie He, however, calmly wiped his lips with a tissue. The tissue quickly became soaked with bright red blood, making his lips appear even more vivid against his pale skin. His every...