I Play the Horror World as a Simulation Game

In a dimly lit secret room, Qin Nuo received his caretaker uniform.

Surprisingly, this time the uniform was clean, without bloodstains or any unpleasant stench of decay.

A nun handed a stack of documents and a key to Qin Nuo.

"The west wing on the third floor is your responsibility."

"These are all the files of the patients you're in charge of, as well as the basic daily tasks of caring for them. The number on the key is your room number."

"Try to avoid conflicts with the patients. Within reasonable limits, fulfill your duties. If the demands are excessive, you can appropriately discipline the patients to make them more compliant."

"For example, if they talk too much, you can cut out their tongue. If they stare too much, you can gouge out their eyes. It's all within the permissible range."

Goodness, is this what they call appropriate discipline?

It's a good thing the patients don't have any relatives, otherwise, this mental hospital would have been torn down!

"Six o'clock sharp is the end of your shift. Collect your wages at the front desk."

"The incense sticks will be distributed based on your work performance."

"Are these incense sticks important?" Qin Nuo asked.

The incense sticks are related to the nightmares of the night. What happens when night falls?

The nun did not answer, simply turned around and left, as if she wouldn't reveal anything beyond the caretaker instructions.

After the nun left, Qin Nuo tidied up his attire and murmured, "Forget it, let's take it step by step."

"First, let's get the job at hand done."

With that, Qin Nuo headed towards the third floor.

The mental hospital appeared even larger than Qin Nuo had imagined, eerie and desolate, with not a soul in sight for quite a while.

Upon reaching the third-floor corridor, he saw a figure pushing a food cart slowly approaching from a distance.

On the cart were various sticky liquid foods and syringes, obviously prepared for patients who couldn't care for themselves.

"Caregiver."

When Qin Nuo got a clear look at the person's face, he knew who they were.

A Player!

The person also saw Qin Nuo, with a slight sneer on their face, "A level two newbie? Hope you last a bit longer."

With that, they pushed the cart and left.

Qin Nuo touched his nose, didn't say much, and arrived at the corridor of the west wing.

In the west wing, there were only three psychiatric wards, but they were all large rooms, each with six beds.

Qin Nuo hesitated for a moment and first pushed open the door to room 301.

Inside the room, there were five patients and one empty bed.

Three males and two females, none of them very old, the oldest being 23 and the youngest only 15.

Qin Nuo held the documents and checked the information of each patient in room 301.

A pair of twins were sitting on the floor, staring intently at the television, seemingly engrossed.

But the TV only showed static.

A girl with disheveled hair was sitting on the bed, sewing a torn doll with needle and thread.

Another girl was hugging Qin Nuo's leg, looking up and staring at him intently.

The girl's pupils were very large, almost occupying the entire white of her eyes, making her look very eerie.

"Brother, who are you?"

"I'm the new person here to take care of you." Qin Nuo smiled as he picked the girl up and tossed her onto the bed.

Perhaps he used too much force, as the girl's head hit the wall hard, and it seemed like he heard something crack.

It's not Qin Nuo's fault for using force; the girl's nails were extremely sharp, like knives, about to pierce through his calf.

The girl didn't cry or get angry; instead, she clapped her hands vigorously and cheered happily, "Yay! Yay! Yay! There's a new caregiver!"

"The last brother was so boring. He went to the next room and was taken out piece by piece by the nun, didn't get to play with Xiao Yue for long!"

The girl's words made Qin Nuo's scalp tingle.

Taken out piece by piece? What kind of operation is that?

Qin Nuo looked at the back of the girl's head and found a large dent, but no blood was flowing out.

Just one bump and it's like this.

Is this girl a porcelain doll?

"Quiet down, you're so noisy! If you keep it up, we'll stuff you into the toilet!"

The twins watching TV suddenly turned around, glaring fiercely at Xiao Yue.

Xiao Yue wasn't afraid, grinning foolishly, "Hee hee hee, Mute Sister will hang you on the clothesline!"

The twins were furious, their faces twisted.

But when their gaze shifted to the girl on the bed, their faces showed fear, and they suppressed their anger, continuing to watch TV.

Clearly, that girl was Mute Sister.

"Four are in the room, where's the other one?" Qin Nuo walked to the balcony outside the room and saw a white-haired boy hanging from the ceiling in the bathroom. ŘáɴÖβƐṤ

Yes, he was indeed hanging.

His feet were embedded in the reinforced concrete, hanging like a large spider, with drool dripping down as he stared at Qin Nuo with a silly grin.

"Not a single normal one," Qin Nuo felt exhausted.

This mental hospital was even crazier than a regular mental hospital!

"Look at the time, it's lunchtime. Why don't you come down and tell me what you'd like to eat?"

Qin Nuo tried to communicate with the boy.

The white-haired boy didn't respond, his throat moved, and he spat at Qin Nuo.

Qin Nuo sidestepped, avoiding the spit, which landed on the door frame, emitting a foul odor.

"Be good, listen," Qin Nuo suppressed his inner impulse, forcing a smile, coaxing like he would a child.

"Idiot, who wants to listen to you? If you have the guts, get me down!"

The white-haired boy sneered, shaking his body while stuck in the concrete.

Qin Nuo sighed helplessly, "Alright then."

With that, Qin Nuo suddenly leaped up, grabbing the boy's neck with his right hand and yanking hard. With a loud crash, the ceiling broke open, leaving a big hole.

The white-haired boy's head was slammed onto the floor by Qin Nuo!

Unexpectedly, the boy's head was quite hard; the floor cracked, but he was unharmed.

He looked at Qin Nuo, somewhat bewildered.

Then, he saw a blood-red eye on Qin Nuo's right hand, and a trace of fear flashed in the white-haired boy's eyes.

Qin Nuo bent down, smiling, and asked, "Can you eat obediently now?"

The white-haired boy nodded, somewhat panicked.

Qin Nuo picked up the white-haired boy and threw him onto the bed, looking at everyone, and cleared his throat, "Alright, it's mealtime now. What would you like to eat?"

"I'll see if I can arrange it."

No one responded.

Qin Nuo sighed and raised his voice.

"Shut up! You're so noisy!"

"Can't you see we're watching TV? If you keep talking, we'll tear your tongue out!!"

The twins were clearly very irritable, glaring at Qin Nuo, baring their teeth as if they wanted to swallow him whole.

But Qin Nuo had completed two instances.

The fierce ghosts like the Ghost Seller and the Wall Ghost had all been subdued by him.

How could he be intimidated by two little ghosts?

With a click, Qin Nuo unplugged the power, turning off the TV.

"Go sit on the bed," Qin Nuo said.

The twins raised their heads, staring at Qin Nuo, their eyes turning blood red, exuding a murderous aura.

"Only giving you one chance, turn the TV back on!"

Bang!!

Qin Nuo punched through the TV, sparks and arcs of electricity crackling.

He continued calmly, "Go to the bed!"

Seeing the TV destroyed, the twins screamed in agony, their most beloved possession ruined, and they howled hysterically in rage.

They were about to pounce on Qin Nuo and tear him apart.

But in the next second, they sensed something, suddenly calmed down, and obediently went to sit on the bed, like well-behaved children.

Qin Nuo was puzzled.

The girl known as Mute Sister walked up to Qin Nuo with the sewn doll, gesturing in sign language to express something.

Qin Nuo was utterly confused.

I don't know sign language!

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