Mission accomplished, selling illegal money

"Will this thing work on ghosts?"

Nick didn't think too much about it and temporarily placed it in the toolbar.

Then, holding the dish, he returned to the dining table.

"Sir, here's your dish. Enjoy your meal."

Nick carefully placed the dish on the table and opened the lid.

The bandaged ghost looked at what was inside, grabbed it, and stuffed it into its mouth.

Halfway through eating, the bandaged ghost's body trembled slightly.

It lifted its head, and even though its eyes were wrapped in bandages, Nick could feel its gaze, filled with vacancy and sorrow.

Even in death, it was still waiting for that girl to come find him...

A banknote was pushed forward.

It didn't look like regular money or joss paper. It was ghost money, the currency of the horror game.

As the saying goes, "Money makes the world go round," and ghost money has many uses.

It's especially useful for interacting and bargaining with ghosts, particularly for players.

Of course, people die for money, and it can also be the source of misfortune!

Nick was slightly taken aback. Was this a tip for him? Nick nodded and put the banknote away. "Enjoy your meal, sir."

After leaving, Nick took out the ghost money again. The denomination was actually 100. Definitely not a small tip!

"What a wealthy ghost," Nick exclaimed.

"Congratulations on completing your first dish delivery task. The customer's rating is: Satisfied."

"Your next task is to go to Table 2 and fulfill the customer's request."

"Two more tasks and you'll have completed today's duties. Keep it up!" Nick thought to himself as he walked off.

As he passed through the hallway, he happened to bump into Ada, who was holding a dish.

Just looking at her face, he could see she was terrified. "Nick, you finished your first task?" Ada was surprised and envious. She wished she had such strong mental resilience.

"Yes, now I'm heading to the second table. How about you?" "I'm okay. I made some mistakes because I was nervous, but the customer was nice and didn't blame me," Ada said with relief.

"But Jason..." Jason wasn't close to him, and he had even tried to bully Nick, who had a low profile in class.

Hearing this news now, Nick felt nothing. "By the way, where's Edwin?"

"I don't know, but I saw Lily, and she said he's a cleaner, responsible for the west side."

"And I heard that being a cleaner is even more dangerous than being a waiter!"

Nick nodded. "I see. You go ahead and do your thing."

Ada hurried into the dining room with her dish, her pretty face still showing signs of fear and unease.

Nick just asked. Instead of worrying about Edwin, he should focus on completing his own tasks first.

The second table's customers appeared to be a couple, sitting across from each other with expressionless faces.

Their dead-fish eyes stared at each other, and their pale skin seemed to be crawling with maggots.

The atmosphere was incredibly eerie.

Nick picked up the dish and headed to the kitchen. The chef had changed and wasn't as malicious as the first one.

He quickly prepared the dish and served it. The rating was average.

Nick didn't mind as long as it wasn't a negative review.

Many people received negative reviews because they were too nervous when facing ghosts, making mistakes frequently. A negative review was one thing, but losing your life was a huge loss.

Nick didn't know that his mental resilience was unusual, perhaps innate.

But he had forgotten all his childhood memories. He only knew he had parents and an older sister who was in college.

With his increasingly adept service attitude, he quickly completed serving the third table.

Then, Nick waited in the lobby for the results.

Various ghosts passing by saw Nick, and many revealed greedy, bloodthirsty looks. But when they saw his uniform, they had to withdraw their gazing eyes that treated him like prey.

It was as if they were looking at a crab that had already been priced and bought by someone.

Soon, a bell rang through the restaurant. The ghosts left one after another, and in the blink of an eye, the restaurant returned to its eerie silence.

Ada and Jason also arrived in the dining room.

Ada looked like she had been reborn, with tears of excitement almost falling.

Jason's face was dark and filled with fear.

His right hand was missing, and the stump of his right arm was neat with no bandage and no blood dripping.

It looked like the limb of a doll that had been detached.

"It took my hand!" Jason's throat emitted a sad and angry roar.

"Look on the bright side. At least it took your hand painlessly. Otherwise, in this place, the pain would be unbearable," Nick glanced at him.

Seeing that Nick was unharmed and even optimistic, Jason's face was filled with unwillingness to accept. "Why are you fine?"

"I'm just that good."

Jason's face turned red with anger, feeling insulted. A broken Pinocchio doll walked over, making a creaking sound as it moved.

"I'm the supervisor of the East Gate of Strange Tales Restaurant. You three did well today. At least you all survived."

"3697 performed best, receiving two satisfied ratings and one average rating. You are the outstanding employee of the day. Here is your reward."

3697 was Nick's employee number. A stack of ghost money appeared in Nick's hand—300 ghost coins!

Ada and Jason also received ghost money, 100 and 20 coins respectively.

In this game, they would also feel hunger and fatigue. Ghost money could be used to buy food, but it wasn't the only way.

"You've worked hard today. Please follow the instructions and go to your dormitories to rest."

"A new day tomorrow. Keep up the good work!" With that, Pinocchio walked off creakily.

"I'm so hungry. Let's eat something first," Ada said, holding her stomach and looking longingly.

"I remember there's a vending machine around the corner. Let's go," Nick was also hungry.

He had only made three trips to deliver dishes, but he felt like he had done a day's worth of physical labor.

On the corridor, the vending machine had a gruesome face, and you could see the food and prices inside.

"Beef jerky, compressed biscuits, cola... They have these things?" Ada's mouth was watering. In this horror world, it was nice to see something normal.

Nick bought a beef jerky priced at 50 ghost coins. Ada bought a dish of sour and spicy fish priced at 80.

With only crumpled twenty ghost coins, Jason could only afford a compressed biscuit.

But when the food came out, all three of them were stunned.

The beef jerky was a moldy, rotten piece of meat about the size of a palm. The sour and spicy fish had a dark greenish-black broth, and the fish, of an unknown species, had fangs.

Only the compressed biscuit seemed normal, but it was only half the size of a palm and had shrunk.

"Why did it only give back 20?"

Nick's face darkened. He had inserted a 100 ghost coin, but it spat out 20, swallowing 30! Ada also had 20 ghost coins swallowed. Not only was the product not as advertised, but it was also a rip-off?

Already feeling terrible after losing a hand, Jason's mood worsened when he saw the compressed biscuit that wasn't even enough to fill his tooth gap.

He flew into a rage and started punching and kicking the vending machine. "You piece of shit!! Dare to scam me? I'll tear you apart, believe me?"

The next moment, the vending machine suddenly came to life. A ghost face twisted and turned, looking fierce and terrifying. It opened its horrifying blood-red eyes and stared malevolently at Nick and the other two.

"You pathetic rats, dare to shout at me?"