Instance game: I signed a pact with the gods, and the gods accused me of cheating

If you can speak, please say more. If you can't speak, just shut up...

The corners of Qin Shang's mouth twitched as the bastard finished his words.

He himself also had the illusion of a tingling scalp, as if there was something dirty and unclean around him, and the original train of thought in his mind was suddenly disrupted.

He suddenly remembered a certain item that he couldn't take out of the copy.

I really miss...the Soul-Calming Furnace in the [Lin’s House No. 37] copy!

That thing is a bit stupid, but it is really useful.

Faced with this dungeon background with a sense of weirdness and oriental horror, the Soul-Calming Furnace is simply a magical artifact.

"go!"

Qin Shang suppressed all the complicated thoughts in his mind and didn't give him time to talk nonsense. He pointed at the door and jumped out of the ghost school's small door first.

He took this step and walked out of the copy, but nothing special happened.

At this moment, Qin Shang finally confirmed a horrifying thought.

It seems that players can move freely in the world of God's Road.

But most of the time, because the copy has a time limit or is a main quest, players have to speed up the pace.

At least, the Red-robed Leader and Master Yin had never told Qin Shang about this discovery before.

He had reason to suspect that those two people probably didn't know either...

After all, with Mr. Yin's cold and expressionless personality, if he enters a dungeon, the most likely thing he will do is to try every possible way and use all means to investigate the main line and then clear it directly.

As for the leader, according to the size and financial resources of her Wanbao House, the number of strategies in her hands is probably countless.

If this woman goes into a dungeon, it's basically like she's carrying a cheat device.

Unless it is a [contaminated copy], the leader would probably run into too much trouble.

What's more, she is the owner of the Treasure House and has a lot of props in her hands.

With just a casual move, it becomes a strange little loudspeaker that can help the weird speak.

Qin Shang had reason to suspect that even if the leader was thrown into a [polluted order realm copy], with the help of various strange props, the leader would be able to hold on until other players came to rescue her.

However, when he got to the street, Qin Shang was suddenly in trouble. The area outside Changteng Middle School was just like the scenes described in retro photos of backward towns in the 1980s and 1990s. Every corner exuded a strong sense of desolation. Coupled with the cool evening breeze, it really looked backward and barren. In the dark and windy night, could anyone see any living people?

As soon as this thought came to his mind, Qin Shang noticed an old man in gray-brown cleaner's clothes walking slowly by the side of the road with a broom in his hand.

He suddenly shouted in surprise and joy;

"Uncle, uncle..."

I met an NPC. There really is an NPC...

The experience that [No. 37 Lin’s House] brought to Qin Shang told him that sometimes dealing more with NPCs is not necessarily a bad thing.

Of course, the premise is that this NPC is not a godslayer.

But when he heard Qin Shang's voice, the old man was like he saw a ghost. His body shook and he looked up suddenly, and his eyes met Qin Shang's.

Qin Shang could clearly see a hint of horror in the old man's eyes, as if he had seen a ghost.

Even though it was the middle of the night and the moonlight was so sparse that his facial features could not be seen clearly, Qin Shang could still feel the old man's abstract and distorted expression.

"Ghost, ghost, ghost..."

The next moment, the old man shouted, dropped the broom in his hand and ran away desperately.

Seeing this, Qin Shang's mouth twitched, and he quickly followed;

"Sir, we are not ghosts. I am a Taoist priest who came to investigate what happened here. Look at my Taoist robe."

"This is my magic weapon!"

As he said this, Qin Shang took out the Bad People's Handwritten Letter and waved it in front of the old man.

How can an old man’s running speed be compared to that of a young and middle-aged man?

Qin Shang had some advantages in this regard. He caught up with the old man in minutes, then took out his Taoist robe and put it on.

Although I am not quite sure about the historical era of Changteng Ghost School, it is definitely not too long ago. It is said that after the reform and opening up, although people are still feudal, they are not so superstitious.

Even if it is superstition, seeing myself in a yellow robe will at least make me feel more at ease, right?

Seeing Qin Shang’s Taoist robe and magical weapons, and especially seeing with his own eyes Qin Shang’s ability to detect objects in the void.

The old man opened his mouth, and then his lips trembled;

"Master, master, is there finally a master willing to come and save those children?"

"children?"

"Do you know any clues?"

Qin Shang narrowed his eyes and immediately started asking further questions.

The NPCs nearby are all the residents corresponding to the background panels, and we can definitely get clues from them.

Hearing this, the old man shook his head, as if he was a little apprehensive, but also a little expectant;

"Master, please help those children to be reborn and then go back. This place is not a good place. It has been haunted. I often hear babies crying at night. It is too scary."

"And the scary thing is, I often pick up body parts of children when I'm cleaning. Sometimes it's a palm, sometimes a forearm, sometimes a thigh, sometimes a head. I've reported it many times, but no one has taken action."

"They all said I was crazy, but I saw it with my own eyes once, someone came out to throw away the garbage, and their garbage bag was full of baby corpses!"

"Those are all dead bodies of babies! This is not a school for teaching and educating people at all..."

You are crazy.

What era is this? Can you even pick up human skin fragments on the street?

Isn’t it said that this place was an orphanage during World War II and was later converted into a school?

Why are there babies then?

Qin Shang frowned. The old man's eyes were wandering, and his mouth was crooked when he spoke, just like he had Alzheimer's disease. If Qin Shang hadn't drooled, he would have doubted the old man's mental state. However, Qin Shang obviously couldn't believe everything he said.

Seeing Qin Shang's questioning look.

The old man suddenly became anxious;

"Don't disbelieve me, don't disbelieve me, I'm telling the truth, it's all the truth..."

"You don't know, among the students sent to this place, almost none survived a week. They were either dead or crazy. Moreover, this is an orphanage school, not a regular public school at all. The children must have been bullied and wronged in there."

"So that's why this place is haunted?"

Qin Shang frowned; "What does this have to do with babies?"

"These days, ordinary people can't even get enough food to eat. In many places, people sell their daughters for a food coupon. Everyone has to worry about their next meal. The welfare home can't continue to operate. If the welfare home can't operate, the children will be sent to Changteng Private School."

"There are not only middle schools but also primary schools and kindergartens here. In the past two years, many welfare homes have closed down one after another, and their children have basically been sent here."

"This place is taking over everything. Do you think this will be okay? How much does it cost a day just to feed so many mouths?"

The old man raised his hand blankly and pointed at the Changteng Private Middle School behind him. From this angle, the school gatehouse really gave people a sense of gloom and oppression;

"Although this is a private school, there are no students here. Many children are sent to other places to work or attend night school when they are 12 or 13 years old. There are not many people here who can read. Those who remain in the town are basically the elderly, the weak, the sick and the disabled."

"The children of Ivy League School all come from welfare institutions from all over the world."

"They are all abandoned orphans or babies. They don't even have any family members. Even if they died, no one would find them. When I don't have enough food, I will rummage through the garbage, so I often find the bodies of children thrown out here..."