This card game is kind of weird

Chapter 118 Watchdog

The day's work ended smoothly.

In the final stage, the supervisor assigned the residence according to the work situation of all the people as usual.

This time, there is no surprise from yesterday. Although everyone's negative reviews have improved, there is still no one who can reach the standard number of positive reviews.

The only difference is that today, in addition to allocating accommodation, the supervisor also allocated some "salaries" to everyone, and it felt as if they would live here forever.

"Everyone's progress is still very fast, and I hope someone can live in the senior staff area tomorrow."

The puppet in the suit disappeared into the air after saying this sentence, leaving behind everyone holding the "salary" who hadn't reacted yet.

"Isn't this a ghost note?" A young man held two pitiful ghost notes in his hands, and then looked at the patterns on them from the light above his head.

I had an impression of his appearance on Wednesday. He was in the same locker room as him, and he was one of the first to react. It is only a matter of course that he can survive until now.

"It seems that everyone doesn't have to be hungry tonight." A very mature woman said.

She looks like she should be around 30 years old, with a little heroism in her eyes, like a manager who handles things vigorously in the workplace.

Didn't see her on Wednesday.

There were 16 people who entered the game at the beginning, two died in the locker room, one died on the first day of work, and four died on the first night, plus those he had never seen before...

There are only 5 people standing here today.

Also includes Wednesdays.

But there are still five days left in the game... I don't know if there will be a second one alive to the end.

"Shall we go out for a meal? Although I don't know what you can buy with 200 ghost notes... buns are always okay, right? I'm so hungry that I have no energy left." This time it was a boy with a baby face who spoke.

His voice was deep and powerful, sounding like a calm man, which contrasted greatly with his appearance.

"I agree! Everyone is selected by this game, it is also a fate. I believe that those who can survive are not weak, and the possibility is very high in the end. Don't you celebrate this?"

It was a fat woman who said this.

In this game activity that basically didn't require physical strength, her figure didn't affect her much.

"I might have something to do," said Wednesday.

In fact, from the beginning, the eyes of the other four people would be on him from time to time.

After all, he is the only one who got more than five positive comments on the first day and was directly promoted on the second day!

They have experienced it themselves, so they know how difficult it is to get good reviews from those evil spirits.

This man must have been a great presence before he entered the game. We still don’t know what will happen in the follow-up of the game. If we can get his help, things will definitely go much smoother.

But now...he seemed like he didn't want to be with them.

Could it be that something new has been discovered?

Nothing was explained Wednesday.

To be honest, he has no interest in eating, nor any interest in interacting with them...because he can no longer be regarded as a normal human being.

"Hope you guys have fun."

After that, Wednesday turned around and went back to the senior staff dormitory, 501.

He took the non-beating heart from it and went straight to the director's office.

……

The Puppet in Suit was very surprised by his arrival.

It's just that his outstanding performance made him a little curious about him, and this curiosity made it a little more tolerant towards him.

"Director, I want to ask you something."

I was a little apprehensive on Wednesday.

If the noble ghost is predictable, then the puppet in the suit is completely unpredictable.

He didn't even know what it was capable of, so he saved his energy when he should.

"What's the matter, tell me."

"Where does the guest in medieval attire live this afternoon?"

"Huh?" There was a human tone in the voice of the suit puppet machine. It seemed to have guessed what Wednesday wanted to do and was very curious about it. "When I went out, I saw a huge villa with its own garden. Now...you should be able to find it easily."

Wednesday looked at the suit puppet in surprise.

He thought it would take a long time for the answer to come out of its mouth at all - after all, it was related to the private information of the guests.

result…

This guy seems to like to watch the excitement unexpectedly.

"Thank you, supervisor..." Wednesday paused, but still couldn't help asking, "I still want to ask, why did you answer me?"

The puppet in the suit picked up the wine glass filled with red liquid in front of him, and shook it a few times: "Before I change my mind, you'd better stop asking."

"... "

Are puppets so fickle?

Wednesday shrugged, thanked him again, and walked out of the supervisor's office and out of the bank.

He didn't go to the villa right away, but walked around the outside, stepped on it, and then returned to the staff dormitory, waiting quietly.

……

It's one o'clock in the morning.

It was already pitch black outside the street, only a few homeless ghosts wandering around.

At this time.

At the end of the long street, a man's figure suddenly appeared.

Da da da…

The sound of Wednesday's footsteps seemed a bit loud on this quiet street, and the dim streetlights cast a very long shadow behind him, which looked rather bleak.

"Is the work and rest of evil spirits so normal? I thought night would be the time when evil spirits prevail..."

Wednesday followed the path he had taken in the evening and slowly approached the villa where the noble ghost lived.

It was an extremely luxuriously decorated villa, covering a large area and divided into upper and lower floors. Apart from the green back garden, the swimming pool could be vaguely seen.

The outermost layer is a three-meter-high wall.

The height of the wall was confirmed on Wednesday. With his increased physical strength and speed, plus his original height of 1.8 meters, it was only three meters, and it didn't take much effort to climb over it.

He looked around, and after confirming that there were no evil spirits, he took two steps back, made a short run-up, and then jumped up with his hands just on the edge of the wall.

Turning over cleanly is too strong.

Wednesday has arrived in the back garden.

"Wang!"

Suddenly, there was a rapid barking of dogs.

Looking intently on Wednesday, I found a black hound crawling in the darkness!

Its appearance is very similar to the one brought by the noble ghost in the afternoon, but its size and physique are smaller.

The guard dog opened its mouth wide and howled loudly to alert its owner that an intruder had entered the villa.

In the next second, Wednesday decisively rushed forward and pressed the watchdog under him, then casually took a stone on the ground that was still in his hand, and slammed it into its eyes!
He had great strength, and he struck at its weak part, and soon smashed the watchdog to nothing but whimpers.

Gala.

The sound of bones being dislocated was heard, and the guard dog lay on the ground without making a sound.

"call…"

Wiping the sweat from his brow on Wednesday, he squatted aside for a while, and he was relieved when he found that there was no second watchdog or evil spirit coming.

(End of this chapter)