I Became a God in a Horror Game

Hearts was not like Qi Yifang, she didn’t seem offended. Instead, she smiled and introduced herself calmly, “I’m Hearts, your opponent in the last game. Why do you always forget what I look like?”

Spades calmly looked at Hearts, “Because this is not your real face.”

“I don’t remember the false disguises presented to seduce or satisfy a certain desire, because each time is different, there is no need to remember.”

After saying that, Spades walked past the suddenly silent Hearts and said flatly, “Excuse me for a moment. I need to go in and watch the game.”

As Spades walked past Hearts, about to disappear into the viewing pool barrier, Hearts spoke abruptly. This time her voice was neither soft nor light, but rather dignified and serious, “There’s someone like you, related to spades [1] and the black whip, who is a very important person to me.”

When Hearts turned around, her expression seemed to change, yet remained relatively the same. Her wine-red eyes carried a trace of a young girl’s innocence, “Your name, and that black whip on your body, do you remember where they came from?”

Spades paused and said, “I don’t remember.” Then he walked into the viewing pool.

Qi Yifang carefully glanced at Hearts, who was unusually silent, and then at Spades, who was walking into the viewing pool. “Queen, are we going back?”

“No.” Hearts raised her eyes, showing the same soft charming smile again with her gaze lingering at the viewing pool where Bai Liu was, “In this game, apart from Spades, there are more men who can use a whip.”

At the viewing pool.

Wang Shun was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, “The growth rate of the gambling pool has really dropped to 0! Yet the growth rate of the Fanatic Lambs has increased sixfold!”

“Hey, don’t worry, don’t worry.” Reverse God calmly pushed Wang Shun down with a smile on his face, “Fanatic Lambs has invested a lot of money and is still pouring money into the gambling pool. It’s normal for it to increase five or six times.”

“But if they go up further, it will be difficult to fill the gap in popularity!” Wang Shun was so anxious that he almost sweated.

“No.” The Reverse God looked up at the big screen. Just as he was about to speak, Spades sat upright next to him and indifferently continued his words, “Trust Bai Liu. These people will vote for him.”

The Reverse God looked helplessly at Spades who suddenly appeared, “Where did you go just now?”

“I met a woman I didn’t know.” Spades said briefly, but his eyes were fixed on the big screen. “Bai Liu, he will definitely gain many followers.”

Spades’ words were so certain that even Wang Shun, who had been anxious, calmed down.

“Our gambling pool’s growth rate increased.” Mu Ke suddenly raised his head and looked at the Reverse God, “Someone has invested heavily in Bai Liu, a player in our gambling pool, with tens of millions of points. Is it you?”

The Reverse God raised his hands innocently, “No, I haven’t had the time yet.”

Mu Ke looked at Spades again, “Is it you?”

Spades didn’t pay any attention to Mu Ke who was looking at him. He was looking down to open the panel and settling points. Then, with no emotion, he chose Bai Liu, the tactician of Wandering Circus, and then made a heavy investment.

“En, now was me.” Spades turned his head to look at Mu Ke and replied lightly.

Mu Ke: “…”

The Reverse God held his forehead helplessly, “Mu Ke is asking whether you made the previous big investment of tens of millions of points. Even if you invest now, you can’t pretend to be someone else…”

“If it’s not Spades, nor Reverse God, who else has such financial resources…” Wang Shun turned his head sharply to look at Hearts, who was sitting far away in a small corner of the viewing pond, and cried out, “Queen!”

Hearts waved at Wang Shun with a radiant smile and lazily pointed at her panel.

The panel looked blurry as it was far by many seats, but from its general structure it was clearly a pool betting panel.

“It’s Queen who invested heavily in Bai Liu!”

The continuous large bets made Wang Shun dizzy and confused. He asked in confusion, “Why did the Queen place a large stake in Bai Liu?!”

“Maybe she’s attracted to Bai Liu?” Bai Yi made a bold assumption. He stole a glance at Spades. “After all, it’s time to say goodbye to the first spring and look for the second spring. Bai Liu seems to be the type that Hearts likes. He’s strong and can use a whip.”

Spades turned his head expressionlessly and looked at Bai Yi, “She can’t fall for Bai Liu. Bai Liu and I have already…”

The Reverse God quickly covered Spades’ mouth, smiled politely and raised his hand to indicate, “I think the key point now is that the Fanatic Lambs are chasing the position, and they are still betting.”

Two consecutive heavy investments pushed Wandering Circus directly to fourth place, and the gap with the third-ranked Fanatic Lambs was getting smaller and smaller.

The faces of the people on the Fanatic Lambs’ side have begun to turn purple, but they have already smashed the market to such an extent that there is no way they could stop. If they stop, once they fall, they will definitely backfire, and the growth rate will be reduced to its original state in an instant. They can only keep chasing the positions.

The Reverse God narrowed his eyes and beamed amiably, “What we have to do now is to keep adding small lines to the gambling pool — keep narrowing the gap with the Fanatic Lambs, but not surpassing them.”

“Why can’t we surpass them?” Bai Yi asked curiously.

Liu Jiayi glanced at the Reverse God and said, “In order to keep the Fanatic Lambs hanging, we’ll force them to keep betting to increase their position, squeezing the entire Fanatic Lambs Guild dry. Once we surpass the Fanatic Lambs, they will not continue to add to their positions to maintain their momentum to suppress us.”

The Reverse God groaned yet smiled, “It’s not to squeeze them dry. I just hope they won’t play this kind of heavy-handed game next time. It’s not very friendly to ordinary audiences.”

Next time they won’t be able to play this type of heavy-handed game anymore, because the guild won’t have any points. Isn’t this just squeezing them dry…

Liu Jiayi turned her eyes away.

She felt that this Reverse God looked kind, but was actually quite ruthless and left no way out.

“It all depends on Bai Liu’s performance.” The Reverse God leaned back in his chair and looked at the big screen. “As long as Bai Liu can turn the tables, the Fanatic Lambs will not be able to hold a large position.”

On the big screen, Bai Liu was pressing down on the back of Mu Sicheng’s neck as he lunged towards him. With a cold expression, he stretched out his hand and let Mu Sicheng absorb his vitality.

The abnormal pale color on Mu Sicheng’s face gradually faded while his struggling and roaring stopped.

Bai Liu’s face turned even gaunter, and under the flickering candlelight, his blue veins were almost vivid through his skin.

Mu Sicheng came back to his senses, gasping for breath. He knelt on the ground and vomited several mouthfuls of black water with a strong fishy smell. He wiped his mouth and clenched his fists.

“… If I become a ghost, will I attack you first since I sucked your energy?” Mu Sicheng asked hoarsely, “Then you might as well…”

“En.” Bai Liu helped Mu Sicheng up and indifferently blocked Mu Sicheng’s subsequent words, “So before that, we have to find your body.”

“… My body is probably on the other side of the bridge.” Mu Sicheng looked at the paper bridge getting closer and closer, his face solemn, “But there are so many sacrificial bridge ghosts on the bridge…”

On the bridge, women in white clothes who were holding white umbrellas were getting closer and closer to them. Mu Sicheng felt a heavy chill emanating from these women.

These women were tall and slender. They walked on the bridge in a regular pattern with their backs to Bai Liu and Mu Sicheng. They walked slowly at first, but the closer Bai Liu and Mu Sicheng got, the faster these women walked.

On several occasions, Mu Sicheng even sensed several women glaring at them through their umbrellas, a mix of resentment and expectation, before leaping under the bridge with strange grins on their faces.

A fishy taste rose up in Mu Sicheng’s throat, and he felt an instinctive fear, “Didn’t you say there’s no way to deal with the sacrificial bridge ghosts? How are we going to get through?”

Bai Liu glanced at Mu Sicheng and said, “You shouldn’t be asking me this. I should be asking you.”

Mu Sicheng was confused, “Ask me?”

“Yes, because you have already crossed the bridge once.” Bai Liu said.

Mu Sicheng answered subconsciously, “You were the one who guided me and taught me how to cross the ghost bridge! You told me to hold my breath and cross the ghost bridge!”

Bai Liu shook his head slightly. “I did guess that there was a paper ghost bridge in the tomb for burial, and I told you how to cross the ghost bridge by holding your breath, but that is based on the premise that there are no sacrificial bridge ghosts. If there are sacrificial bridge ghosts, they will follow the body even if you hold your breath.”

Mu Sicheng asked, “What is following the body?”

Bai Liu explained, “When you go up the bridge, the sacrificial bridge ghost will think you are her husband. They will come to hold an umbrella for you, follow behind you and escort you home. This is called following the body.”

Mu Sicheng felt a chill on his back, “… What if she finds out later that I’m not her husband?”

Bai Liu said calmly, “If you were her real husband, she would hold an umbrella and walk down the bridge with you to go home, but if you were not, she would drag you off the bridge with resentment and hatred, and die with you on the bridge.”

“… Is it possible that the bridge-sacrificing ghost has stayed on the bridge for too long and has forgotten what her husband looks like? She can’t tell whether I am her husband, and thus allowing me to sneak across the bridge?” Mu Sicheng hoped for a lucky break.

Bai Liu rejected it, “It’s unlikely. Ghosts recognize people by their yang energy, not their appearance. Apart from the [False Body Talisman] that can change the yang energy of living people, nothing can deceive them.”

“Then how did I cross the bridge?” Mu Sicheng was also confused, “I can’t remember.”

“No need to remember.” Bai Liu helped Mu Sicheng up and walked towards the paper bridge with a calm expression, “Let’s get on the bridge first. You could cross the bridge last time, so you can do it this time.”

Mu Sicheng was shocked, “Why?! Wouldn’t the sacrificial bridge ghost follow our bodies?”

“Don’t worry about them.” Bai Liu smiled, “They won’t follow us.”

Mu Sicheng was full of doubt,, “Why won’t it follow us? Didn’t you say that any man with Yang energy will be followed?”

“Because we are not worthy of being followed.” Bai Liu looked at the paper Taoist priest walking in front, “Their husbands are back.”

“The real husband…” Mu Sicheng turned his head and looked at the bridge. “You mean…”

Before Mu Sicheng finished his words, the first zombie driven by the Paper Taoist jumped onto the bridge. The paper bridge shook slightly from the zombie’s force. The women who were walking forward with umbrellas paused, turned around and walked towards the bridge.

The umbrellas covered the women’s faces, so their appearances could not be seen clearly. One could only see the hems of their clothes hanging on the ground being constantly kicked up by their quick steps, revealing a pair of small feet that were deformed by being wrapped, with their bones tightly wrinkled into a ball, or “three-cun [2] golden lotus”.

The women walked quickly to the front of the zombies, raised their umbrellas slightly and held them up. As the zombies jumped, their little feet moved forward, their steps were silent and drifted away, and their upper bodies holding the umbrellas did not move at all.

Bai Liu watched the strange scene of women on the bridge coming over one by one to hold umbrellas for the zombies. “You said before that you vaguely remembered seeing paper figures carrying incense burners on the bridge. I guessed that you followed these paper figures to cross the bridge. Since you were able to cross the bridge successfully, and these sacrificial bridge ghosts did not follow you, that can only mean one thing.”

“They followed someone else’s body.” Bai Liu looked at Mu Sicheng, “These zombies are their real husbands.”

Mu Sicheng suddenly had a eureka moment and angrily said, “You knew it a long time ago, didn’t you?! That’s why you followed Paper Taoist directly!”

“You knew it but you didn’t tell me! You think it’s fun to scare me?” Mu Sicheng condemned bitterly.

Bai Liu answered honestly, “Yes, I have only scared people before, but never scared ghosts. It was quite fun.”

The ghost Mu Sicheng: “…”

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[1] She is talking about the spades symbol here and not Spades himself.

[2] “Cun” is a unit of length, similar to inch.

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