"What is...?"

Zhou Yingting watched these women line up and walk towards them, seemingly bringing something with them. He instinctively stepped back and then asked.

Hearing Zhou Yingting's question, the doorman beside him still wore a full smile.

"This is the hotel's welcoming ceremony, it's also part of our hotel's rules."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yingting frowned and ceased avoiding them.

The other party was using the hotel's rules as an excuse, so Zhou Yingting couldn't avoid them even if he wanted to.

But it hadn't been long since they arrived, and this doorman had already mentioned the hotel's rules twice.

He couldn't help but wonder if the doorman knew they couldn't disobey hotel rules, so he frequently used them as a pretext?

Zhou Yingting felt a bit puzzled, but given the current situation, he had no reason to refuse.

As these women approached one by one, they came to the group and started putting floral wreaths on them.

The women stood very close to Zhou Yingting, and because their clothing was somewhat revealing, Zhou Yingting couldn't help but notice the white expanse in front of them.

Moreover, as they got closer, it seemed he could even smell a hint of fragrance.

However, Zhou Yingting's mind was not on that at all; although the scene in front of him seemed somewhat tempting, he was still observing other parts of the hotel.

When the floral wreath was placed around Zhou Yingting's neck, he suddenly felt his nape prickling with goosebumps.

It seemed the coldness of the wreath was the cause.

When the wreath settled around his neck, Zhou Yingting felt as if a sharp little knife had been placed against it.

"This feeling, something's not quite right. Is it because the wreath is too cold?"

He lowered his head to look at the wreath around his neck, glanced around but didn't see anything unusual.

But when Zhou Yingting turned his head to look at the others, his expression froze.

Because, when he looked at the others, they too had floral wreaths on their necks.

Perhaps due to the color scheme, when he looked at them wearing the wreaths, Zhou Yingting felt their faces had turned ghastly pale, giving off an eerie, funeral-like vibe.

Watching this scene, Zhou Yingting instinctively shook his head, then continued to look toward the group.

This time, Zhou Yingting observed more closely.

The faces of Zhang Yi and the others turned noticeably pale after donning the wreaths.

Zhou Yingting subconsciously extended his hand and looked at his own hands.

At this moment, Zhou Yingting's palms had also turned somewhat pale.

He didn't need to look; he knew his face must look the same now.

There is something wrong with these wreaths!

In an instant, Zhou Yingting realized the problem.

Even though he understood, the hotel rules were in place, and it didn't seem possible to directly remove the wreaths.

Additionally, since the wreaths were already worn, removing them might not have any effect.

Zhang Yi and the others seemed to realize something was wrong with the wreaths too, as their expressions turned quite unpleasant.

In response to this scene, Zhou Yingting's gaze fell on the doorman.

He wanted to ask if there were any other rules in this hotel.

But before Zhou Yingting could speak, the doorman had already led everyone further inside to proceed with the check-in process.

"Something's not right. Look at my attribute panel."

Zhang Yi stepped forward a few paces and then spoke softly.

Upon hearing Zhang Yi's words, Zhou Yingting was taken aback for a moment, then quickly turned to look at the panel.

At this moment, there were clearly more items on the panel.

"Curse?"

Zhou Yingting looked at the new entry on the panel, his face slightly darkened.

Entry: Curse.

'Affected by the curse, you have become a Living Dead. The effect lasts seven days. Please ensure your Spiritual Power remains above the standard value within these seven days. If on the final day your Spiritual Power drops to the standard value or below, you will be devoured.'

'Affected by the curse, your Spiritual Power standard value is increased by 10 points.'

"This is trouble!"

Seeing the data on the panel, Zhou Yingting's expression instantly turned grim.

Damn it, this really is a Horror Dungeon.

Just this one entry is enough to prove it's a Horror Dungeon.

Zhou Yingting's Spiritual Power is 200 points, and the standard value is 60. An increase of 10 points doesn't mean much to Zhou Yingting.

But due to the entry's negative effect, Zhou Yingting's bizarre possession value reached 180, meaning Zhou Yingting only had a margin of 20 now.

If his Spiritual Power were to decrease by twenty points, that would meet the standard for eerie possession.

At that point, it would be impossible for Zhou Yingting to escape.

"This is really troublesome..."

Zhou Yingting stared at the panel in front of him, his face looking rather grim.

At this moment, others also noticed this scene, looking at the panel, they realized that this time's dungeon was indeed a Horror Dungeon.

"Gentlemen, your rooms have been prepared. However, there's a little game..."

As everyone looked at their panels, they found themselves unknowingly arriving at the front desk.

At this moment, the receptionist at the front desk looked at Zhou Yingting and the others with a strange smile.

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