I Play the Horror World as a Simulation Game
Chapter 89: Call each other brothers, three clues!

Faced with the child's breakdown, Qin Nuo said nothing and began to operate.

The child leaned behind Qin Nuo, hiding a meat cleaver in his hand, staring gloomily at the game screen.

The intense murderous intent in his eyes seemed ready to strike at any mistake Qin Nuo made.

Despite his initial unease, the moment Qin Nuo's fingers touched the buttons, his mind suddenly calmed.

It was as if he had rehearsed a million times, avoiding all possible deaths, with the best, or rather the most perfect, way of operating appearing in his mind.

His brain controlled his fingers with such skill that he didn't even need to think; the muscle memory that appeared out of nowhere allowed him to perform astonishing maneuvers.

The blocky character named KID weaved through dense traps and bullets, each jump seemingly leading to a dead end, yet miraculously surviving every time.

Moreover, Qin Nuo's muscle memory helped him cleverly avoid many hidden traps he wasn't even aware of.

In a level with countless ways to die, he always managed to replace that one path to survival!

His proficiency was almost heartbreaking!

The child's eyes, initially malicious, gradually turned to astonishment, disbelief, and finally, incredulity!

His small mouth hung open, eyes wide with shock.

About five minutes later, Qin Nuo put down the game console, checked the time, and sighed helplessly, "I've regressed, taking over five minutes. Alas, I'm getting old and my reflexes are slowing!"

With that, Qin Nuo tossed the console back to the child, smiling, "See, I told you this game was easy. Clearing all levels with one life is a piece of cake!"

Despite his words, Qin Nuo's mind was still in a daze.

When he picked up the console, he felt as if his hands weren't his own, and as he played, he cleared all the levels.

This time, the child didn't become angry at Qin Nuo's words but instead asked in a dazed manner, "Is this... really basic operation?"

"Basic operation."

"Can you teach me?" The child's dull eyes showed a hint of admiration.

"Of course, fulfilling a patient's needs is part of a caregiver's duty." Qin Nuo smiled slightly, having achieved his goal.

"Ding, congratulations to the Host for completing the D-level instance task. Additional scores will be settled after completing the instance!"

"Received instance reward—a Fallen Angel's Oil Lamp!"

"Received main quest clue—why not check out room 606 on the top floor? There might be some unexpected discoveries there~"

The oil lamp reward was expected, but the main quest clue was a surprise.

The clue about the nighttime singing hadn't been found yet, and now there was another one.

Plus, the key clue to the puzzle was still in progress...

A total of three clues!

Qin Nuo scratched his head, feeling a bit troubled.

It seemed he would be busy tonight.

Qin Nuo's words also delighted the child, who threw away the knife and stuck it into the bedside cabinet.

"As long as you can teach me to be as awesome as you, you'll be my brother. You call me big brother, and I'll call you little brother. If anyone bullies you, just tell big brother!"

The child jumped onto the bed, patting Qin Nuo's shoulder, speaking in a childish yet mature manner.

Qin Nuo blinked, "Isn't the title reversed?"

"How could it be? I protect you, so you must call me big brother!" The child said with a cheeky grin.

Qin Nuo was speechless.

Fine.

You're strong, I'll listen to you. Calling you big brother is better than calling you dad!

Over there, Zhang Ya's pretty face turned somewhat gloomy.

She could see through Qin Nuo's plan to curry favor, build relationships, and use this to pressure her.

Qin Nuo glanced at the balcony, checked the time, and said, "I'll teach you tomorrow. It's getting late, I should go."

"Okay, little brother, see you later." The child picked up the game console again.

Qin Nuo was speechless but said nothing, heading to the door.

As he left, he gave Zhang Ya a gentle smile before exiting the room.

Zhang Ya's face darkened as she crushed the boyfriend edition lipstick in her hand.

Afterward, Qin Nuo visited the other two wards, and as the sky darkened, nearing nightfall.

At six o'clock sharp, Qin Nuo arrived at the lobby to collect his daily wages.

Food, Ghost Currency, white candle.

The white candle could only keep you safe through the night.

The oil lamp, on the other hand, allowed you to move in the dark.

These two items essentially divided players into two tiers.

One was the lower-tier players who barely survived until the game ended.

The other was the higher-tier players focused on the main quest.

Holding the white candle, which was useless to him now, Qin Nuo thought for a moment and walked towards someone.

"Damn it! Without a white candle, I won't survive until dawn tonight. I was hoping to complete this instance, get the reward, and exchange it for money to replace a wife for my parents!"

Today's Fu Bing had a stroke of bad luck, spilling a patient's lunch while going upstairs, and only received a disgusting can of herring.

Now, he was squatting at the stairway, looking utterly dejected.

Qin Nuo approached, handing over the white candle with a smile.

"I have an extra white candle, do you want it?"

Fu Bing was initially stunned, then said gratefully, "Brother, you're like a living Bodhisattva, saving me twice. How can I accept this?"

Despite his words, his hand reached eagerly for the white candle.

Qin Nuo suddenly pulled back his hand, smiling, "It's not free."

Fu Bing opened his mouth, "But I don't have much Ghost Currency."

"A friendly price, whatever you have." Qin Nuo said calmly.

In reality, white candles were in high demand. No one could guarantee they'd have a candle to survive the night tomorrow, so players would fight fiercely over one.

The reason he gave it to Fu Bing was simply to repay the expensive pack of cigarettes he got from him earlier. The Ghost Currency was just a token gesture.

After giving two pieces of Ghost Currency worth less than 10, Fu Bing held the white candle like a lifeline, overwhelmed with gratitude, repeatedly thanking Qin Nuo.

Qin Nuo said nothing, waved his hand, and headed towards the dormitory building.

Night quickly fell, and the corridors of the psychiatric hospital grew desolate. Players were filled with joy, sorrow, and unease, waiting for the night to come.

Inside his room, Qin Nuo calmly lit the oil lamp and lay down on the bed.

This time, Qin Nuo didn't close his eyes. Even though the oil lamp's light was limited, he kept his eyes open, staring at the dark corners of the room.

As darkness completely engulfed the hospital, many unknown things began to awaken, starting their hunt once more...