Ten minutes later, a blinding iron signboard appeared before the camera in the live broadcast, hanging outside the entrance of the Ancient Evil Spirit Castle.

Then came the second, third, and fourth signs, displaying: [Sexy Corpses' Hot Dance], [In But Not Out, Absolutely Thrilling], [A Variety of Healthy Drinks Free Raffle! Join Now!]...

[Are you lonely?]

[Do you need someone to accompany you in this solitary Hell?]

[Asia's largest zombie nude chat center is online now!]

Red, blue, and yellow lights alternated on the signboards like a free seizure-inducing rave, flickering wildly in moments of passionate song bursts, incredibly eye-catching.

Next up was [Evil Spirit Night Club] in five characters radiating brilliant light. At the very end, there was an advertisement board even bigger than the main signboard, as if afraid people wouldn't see it clearly.

—[Yingzhou Deer Hall operates with integrity!]

To produce so many signboards, Huai Shi had put in a lot of effort. Fortunately, all the light tubes were made of metal; the rest he could handle with his rudimentary alchemy skills.

But he would have never imagined that the broken skill [Illegal Organization Management] he learned when he first read the records would actually come in handy here!

Even if it was only level four or five, as Huai Shi contemplated, an endless stream of brilliant ideas sprung forth from his mind. In just half an hour, he had transformed the entire eerie and terrifying castle into a village disco.

Once the preparations were complete, with a snap of his fingers, countless zombies rushed out like wild dogs released from their cages, pouncing on the puzzled adventurers who had stopped to watch outside.

They enthusiastically wrapped their arms around their prey, rubbing their luxuriant chest hair against their arms, and squeezing out sincere smiles on their swollen, rotting faces, "Big brother, come and play!"

"New store opening, all services at a bone-crushing discount!"

"Strong men dancing just for you to rave to!"

They'd grab someone without any warning, pounce, and while two zombies pinned their arms and two pinned their legs, they'd be swiftly dragged into the castle and thrust into the bustling hall.

After just five minutes under the influence of the zombies' scorching song and dance, and the enthusiastic hospitality of countless bacterial strains, there were no adventurers left.

For a moment, the stagnant sales figures started to soar again, causing the girl with the Prajna ghost mask in the vast world to look up in shock and then growl angrily.

Then she furiously added another tally to her mental notebook. Stealing my kills, snatching my performance... this grudge is irreconcilable! Someday, I'll mess you up!

"Ah, Amber must be fuming..."

As he watched the revenues begin to skyrocket, Huai Shi tilted his head back and took a sip of the ice-cold Apocalypse Happy Water, reveling in the joy of soaring performance.

Indeed, a horse doesn't get fat without extra fodder, and a person doesn't get rich without night grass. Once the illegal organization starts operating, the performance just skyrockets. Not just the performance, but the proficiency of the skill [Illegal Organization Management] also began to surge… It instantaneously leveled up twice, reaching the professional realm of level six. In the Current Circumstances, it wasn't clear how many years that would be worth!

Realizing that this was Hell and that there were no cops around to offer warmth, Huai Shi became even happier.

Hell is such a wonderful place!

After finishing a can of Apocalypse Happy Water, he suddenly paused, sensing something was off, but unable to pinpoint exactly what.

It wasn't until he quietly opened the Book of Fate and saw that, without any warning, three BUFFs had silently appeared on his status page:

[Intrinsic Intelligence: Due to certain reasons, your ability to strategize and plan in response to situations has moderately improved.]

[Unfailing Success: Due to certain reasons, your plans will encounter fewer obstacles.]

[Sweet and Bitter Together: Due to certain reasons, your luck will increase, but the severity of failure will also escalate after a setback.]

"Shocking! What the hell is this!" Huai Shi was so startled he jumped to his feet. And what in the world are 'certain reasons'?!

These three powerful BUFFs had descended from nowhere, frightening him. It's just bizarre. It couldn't possibly be that someone watching through a screen wishes me luck and it actually happens, could it? That's just too weird.

Just reading the description let him know that with these three BUFFs, even an African could become a European Emperor.

And when he saw that each BUFF still had twenty minutes remaining, his first reaction was to pull out his phone, open the game, and start a mad spree of drawing cards...

Then he felt like he had gone blind.

He threw in all the Stone he had saved up these past few days—three "Ten in a row" summons—and couldn't even get a guaranteed four-star! Moreover, in a pool where the lowest rarity was supposed to be three stars, he somehow drew several two stars. Can you believe it!

Quickly learning from this bloody lesson, he finally realized what "Sweet and Bitter Together" meant.

Indeed, his luck would improve a bit, but if he failed, the consequences would be drastically worse... and Huai Shi's luck, even when boosted, wasn't good enough to hit the 'one percent' five-star draw rate advertised by the game. After being judged as a failure, the system defaulted to stuffing him with a bunch of two stars...

"Fine then." Huai Shi put down his phone. It seemed that the meaning of these BUFFs was not to act recklessly but to be steady. With calm in the face of danger, he could counter every move carefully. Naturally, he would be unfailingly successful; by staying cautious, he wouldn't lose everything... Huai Shi never imagined that one day he would actually learn a lesson in life from a few BUFFs.

Thanks to the effects of these three powerful BUFFs, his soliciting business ran unbelievably smoothly. Those challengers who feared difficult obstacles or dreaded failure were dragged in one after another by the zealous persuasion and kidnapping of the zombies.

The less skillful were sent straight to the dance hall, while those stronger individuals who tried to resist were taken care of by Huai Shi with a single swing of his axe. There were scares, but no actual harm.

In just half an hour, his performance had soared to eight hundred. Given the current trend, it was now almost impossible for anyone behind him to catch up.

First place was secured!

Then, he heard screams coming from outside the castle. Amidst the heavy footsteps of the zombies, another unfortunate soul was dragged in. Despite having his hands and feet pinned down, the guy was still screaming at the top of his lungs, his voice full of terror and laced with sobs.

"It wasn't me who bumped into it, really, it wasn't me..."

The wretched individual struggled fiercely, exclaiming, "I've cleaned up after Little Cat! I've made contributions to the amusement park! You can't treat me like this... I want to see Little Cat! Let me go! I want to see Little Cat..."

A few zombies beside him were comforting him, "Little brother, don't be afraid."

"As long as you dance with us once, we'll be best friends for life..."

"Don't panic, it will all be over once you count all the stains on the wall."

"..."

The more Huai Shi listened, the more familiar the screaming voice sounded. He flashed his light closer for a better look and saw Yuan Zhao's pale face, which left him in shock, "Why is it you!"

Upon seeing him, Yuan Zhao also got angry, "I was wondering who it could be... it must be your doing!"

In a fit of rage, the little brag struggled so hard that even several Third Stage Sublimator zombies couldn't hold him down. He bellowed furiously, "You even plan to kill Big Brother, you traitor!"

"Whoa!" Huai Shi was taken aback, "I'm older than you, right? Since when did you become my big brother? Besides, if you dare to call yourself *my* big brother, aren't you afraid I'll jinx you to death?"

Sometimes he felt like he was cursed, constantly bringing misfortune to any 'good brother' figures around him. If Old Liu hadn't been so tough, he might have been jinxed to death at the church in Old Pond Town.

Upon hearing this, Yuan Zhao grew even angrier, "You're not even denying being a traitor!"

Young men, so naive and alarmed over nothing. What's wrong with being a traitor? I've been a professional traitor for four hundred years; I don't need you to tell me... Huai Shi grumbled to himself, then shook his head and sighed. He waved his hand to signal the zombies to let him go and offhandedly handed over Yuan Zhao's manure fork, "Forget it. Since you're here, you might as well help me."

"Help?"

Yuan Zhao was confused. He glanced at the spinning laser ball and the newspaper-reading old zombies writhing around the steel poles on the stage, and something dawned on him. He became furious, "What do you take me for!"

"..."

Huai Shi was astounded by his preposterous train of thought and could only sigh, pointing behind the door, "You just stand here, clutch your manure fork, and if some... *ahem*... if a challenger comes by, just jump up and stab them..."

Yuan Zhao, realizing his mistake, felt embarrassed but also uneasy, "What about the manure?"

With all that's happening, you're still worried about your manure... Huai Shi shook his head and snapped his fingers. Suddenly, four scantily clad, burly zombies leaped from the crowd—it was Choi, Park, An, and Li.

"You, you, you, and you... go clean up the manure. Get it done before sunset."

After nodding, the four zombies danced away passionately to the lively music, leaving Yuan Zhao standing there, dumbfounded.

Is this even possible?

Contrary to Huai Shi's expectations, since entering Xiematai, close to three or even four thousand contestants had died in this city, losing their qualifications to compete.

Apart from fighting each other, many more died in the city when night fell, victims of their own missteps.

In just one day and one night, at least half of the people were gone.

If this was considered a preliminary selection, then it was somewhat understandable. Despite the number appearing daunting, compared to the more than seven thousand contestants, it was only a matter of halving the field.

This situation could hardly be considered a preliminary round; some were eliminated after a mere greeting. No wonder they were tossed into Little Cat Paradise to become hosts for the trials, which also incidentally gave those challengers who had fallen on hard times a chance to turn their fortunes around.

But with such a large number of people, even arriving in batches, the entire Paradise was already overcrowded.

Even though they knew that there were dangers ahead, long lines had formed in front of dozens of projects with lower difficulty.

Many more, who dared not attempt the challenges to regain eligibility for resurrection, nor had the capability to kill the hosts to inherit their progress, simply wandered the square, pausing in indecision, apparently having given up on their own.

There were even Sublimators who, having thrown in the towel, didn't even need the zombies to catch them; they rushed in for a bout of unrestrained indulgence, drank the special Apocalypse Happy Water provided by Huai Shi, and with the bitter drink burning down their throats and sorrow in their hearts, they were gone amidst wild singing and hot dancing...

Huai Shi was simply astounded by the scene.

However, Huai Shi kept a sharp eye out. As soon as the Sublimators were captured and transformed into zombies, all that remained was an empty shell, but within that shell lingered faint memories from their time after entering the city.

Huai Shi meticulously questioned these shells about what caused their demise, where they died, and if they had seen anything extraordinary, recording all of it in the Book of Fate.

In a flash, the map of Xiematai seemed almost complete in his possession.

Then, around two in the afternoon, when the performance competition was in full swing, he suddenly heard an ominous thunderclap outside the castle. Following that, endless Dark Basicity erupted like a volcano.

Amidst the thunderous sound of crushing wheels rolling forward, several savage laughs echoed across the entire Paradise. The brutal trampling had begun.

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