Although She’s Only a Level 1 Noob, She’s Still Incredibly Powerful - Chapter 20 Part 3

[Second task.

Work matter: Patrol the apartment.

Work progress: 2/9.]

“Looks like the others have finished patrolling the second floor.” Li Gushu said, “But isn’t it a bit too peaceful?”

“Yeah.” Bai Qiuye agreed. “There’s definitely a conspiracy going on. Maybe the enemy is trying to make us lower our guard, that’s why they haven’t shown up yet. When we step into the third floor, it’ll be the time for them to kill us.”

Li Gushu looked at Bai Qiuye with admiration.

Cautious, she was really cautious.

This was the standard of a high-level player.

When they reached the staircase on the third floor, they heard a noise.

In room 301, the door splashed with pig’s blood was open.

The trash bags at the door were trampled everywhere, and an indescribable smell filled the corridor.

The bills that were stuck on the door were also scattered on the floor.

With a glance, Bai Qiuye saw that in the living room facing the door, there was a person standing on a wobbly chair, putting a rope around his head.

Bai Qiuye suddenly remembered the three detailed rules that System 09 had told her.

[As a night watchman, you have to prioritise the safety of the residents. If a resident dies in front of you, you will be deducted 50 Survival coupons.]

Bai Qiuye: Damn it!

She rushed to the door and said to the person inside, “Don’t be impulsive! If you have any difficulties, talk to me! What do you want? I will help you! ”

The person on the chair stopped and said, “I want to die.” Then he continued to put the rope around his head.

Bai Qiuye tried to persuade him. “It’s just money. You can just scrape it up. Why do you have to sacrifice your life?”

The person on the chair was silent for a moment. “Who told you I owe money?”

Bai Qiuye was startled. “The man in room 302 next door, the one with the gold-rimmed glasses.”

The person on the chair said, “Gold-rimmed glasses? There’s no gold-rimmed glasses next door. That room has been empty for a long time.”

Bai Qiuye felt a chill run down her spine.

If what the man in room 301 said was true, then the man with the gold-rimmed glasses was a ghost.

The person on the chair said, “You don’t have to make up stories to persuade me. I must die!”

Bai Qiuye didn’t have time to think about the issue of 302 when 50 survival coupons were in front of her.

She hurriedly said, “What’s the use of you dying? If you die, you still have to go downstairs to push the mill!”

The person stepping on the chair was startled. “Pushing a mill?”

Bai Qiuye looked at him with a pained expression. “That’s right. You won’t even have peace after your death. You’re going to be squeezed dry by the heartless capitalist. Oh no, you will be exploited by the heartless master. You’re going to become his money-making machine.”

That person said apathetically, “In any case, I’m already like this. Even if I die, I’m willing.”

As he spoke, he placed the rope in front of his neck and raised one leg, preparing to kick down the stool.

Suddenly, he saw a black thing rushing towards him. His cheeks were scratched by the force of that thing.

He felt a chill on the top of his head. The rope hanging from the electric fan had been cut in half. A few strands of black hair fell from his head and landed on the ground.

There was a loud bang on the wall behind him.

He lost his balance, and without the support of the rope, he fell to the ground with the chair.

The man was still in shock. The feeling of the knife flying over his head made his entire body go cold.

Bai Qiuye walked in front of him and pulled out the knife that was stuck in the wall behind him. She angrily placed the knife in front of his neck.

“Are you going to die or not!”

If she can’t kill ghosts, can’t she deal with an NPC?

The man replied in fear, “I’m not going to die, I’m not going to die.”