Infinite Flow: Becoming a God in a Nightmare Game

Chapter 170 Female Ghost

The moment Cheng Cuo was fully submerged in the water, the water surface seemed to come to life, becoming like many hands, pressing tightly against his body.

These invisible "hands" pressed down on him, slowly and irresistibly pulling him to the bottom of the water.

The heavy water flowed around his limbs and torso as if it were a living thing.

Cheng Cuo was tightly bound by these "hands," and he tried to struggle, but his strength grew weaker and weaker.

His limbs thrashed helplessly in the water, trying to find support.

But the "hands" on the water's surface were like invisible chains, firmly locking him underwater.

The water in the bathtub had already reached Cheng Cuo's neck.

As Cheng Cuo's body gradually sank, the light on the water's surface grew dimmer and dimmer, and the surrounding sounds became increasingly indistinct.

The roar of the water echoed in his ears, as if those "hands" were mocking his powerlessness.

Cheng Cuo held his breath, just in case he drowned.

If Cheng Cuo could see this at this moment, even the bravest man would inevitably be startled.

Because a head, white from being submerged in water, was staring intently at him, its hair swaying in the water like seaweed.

The ghost was right in front of Cheng Cuo, almost face to face.

The ghost was unaware that one of the participants in this game was blind.

So what it saw was Cheng Cuo's calm expression.

This makes it wonder if it is a ghost, because every time a visitor plays the bathtub game, it is scared half to death by it.

The female ghost grew increasingly agitated. What was wrong with the person in front of her? Why wasn't she frightened?

Oh no! What should I do? What should I do?

How is she supposed to meet her KPI targets?

If she can't meet her KPIs sooner, she can't rest sooner.

If she can't rest early, what's the point of her ghostly life?

He lived a 996 workaholic life during his lifetime, and even after he died, he still couldn't meet his performance targets.

Now, the female ghost only feels that her ghostly life is in jeopardy.

Besides, she's just someone who works at a haunted house!

Was it because her entrance wasn't scary enough, or because her face wasn't terrifying or horrifying enough?

The female ghost couldn't help but doubt her own abilities.

A chill rose from the water's surface, and Cheng Cuo felt an unusual sensation on his arm.

It was cold and slippery, which was uncomfortable.

But the pressure from the water surface inexplicably lessened.

In the bathtub, strands of long black hair slowly rose from the water, as if they were alive, and slowly and carefully wrapped around his wrist.

These long, soft strands of hair gently caressed the young man's skin.

A faint fragrance wafted out, and Cheng Cuo subconsciously wrinkled his nose.

Cheng Cuo inhaled a small amount of water through his nose, and with great effort, his head broke through the surface of the water, after which he choked and coughed.

Holding your breath underwater for a long time is really uncomfortable.

Now, Cheng Cuo feels that the air is much fresher.

When he recovered, he smelled the fragrance again and it felt strangely familiar.

Isn't this the scent of a shampoo?

The ghosts in this bathtub game are so elaborate!

The strands of hair wrapped tighter and tighter around Cheng Cuo's wrist, but they didn't have the strength to break his bones.

Cheng Cuo did not feel fear; on the contrary, he felt that the action carried a kind of ingratiating meaning.

Are ghosts trying to please players?

This is something I have never seen before.

Next, he faintly heard soft voices.

"Human, let's make a deal, shall we? Let me scare you."

"Please, please."

His voice carried a barely perceptible humility.

The female ghost was still immersed in her own little world, unaware that Cheng Cuo had overheard everything she was rehearsing in her mind.

Is the ghost talking to him? He's the only living person in this bathroom.

Cheng Cuo hesitated for a long time before carefully choosing his words and said, "Men and women should not touch each other. First, let your hair loosen from my wrist."

The female ghost was startled and quickly pulled her hair back.

This human is incredibly brave; they're not even afraid of a real ghost, and they even dare to talk to her.

However... he probably didn't realize he was being taken advantage of.

I don't think so. It would be awkward if they found out.

The female ghost's head emerged from the water, her bulging eyes darting around.

"You can see me, so why aren't you afraid?"

Cheng Cuo slowly rubbed his wrist with his fingers. This ghost didn't seem very smart.

“I am blind, I can’t see you, and you can’t possibly scare me.”

"Ah, I see. No wonder you didn't react at all."

Sigh, the duck that was almost in my mouth is about to fly away, boohoo.

The female ghost thought casually.

What pained her even more was that such a handsome young man had gone blind; it was truly a tragic loss.

Did someone maliciously gouge out his eyes?

It's as if she was dismembered by a murderer before she died.

Thinking this, she blurted it out.

"Excuse me, if I may ask, what happened to your eyes?"

As if he had expected her to ask, Cheng Cuo's expression didn't change much.

He turned his head, his tone serious yet meaningful: "To save a cowardly friend."

"Ah, what a coward."

A brilliant idea flashed through the female ghost's mind.

"So, could you invite that cowardly friend to come to the haunted house with you, and maybe help me boost my sales figures?"

"I'll go easy on them, so as not to scare them to death."

Cheng Cuo listened to her tone of negotiation and gave an irrelevant answer.

"how about you?"

"Me? I'll tell you if you're willing to listen."

"Ah."

She talked incessantly about herself, completely forgetting about her own task.

"It makes me angry just thinking about it. The day I died was the most unlucky day ever."

"That day, I was fired by my boss and was in a really bad mood. Then I ran into a murderer on the way."

“He killed me, dismembered me, and threw the body parts into different places.”

"He threw my head into the river. Luckily, the small business owner took us in and gave us jobs so we wouldn't go hungry."

The young boss the female ghost mentioned who took her in must be Jerry.

Cheng Cuo listened very attentively, tapping the edge of the bathtub with his fingers.

After saying so much, the female ghost was so thirsty that her mouth went dry.

But she hadn't given up on scaring Cheng Cuo; even if she couldn't see her, there were other ways.

The thought of being able to leave work as soon as possible makes her feel happy.

She moved closer to Cheng Cuo and whispered something to him.

"Handsome guy, look how much I've said, can you do me a favor?"

Cheng Cuo did not speak.

"Okay, then I'll take your silence as a yes."

"Yeah, can you pretend you're scared of me?"

"There are security cameras in the haunted house. We can just go through the motions. The owner won't notice anything amiss."

Cheng Cuo nodded almost imperceptibly, cooperating with the female ghost's performance.

He closed his eyes, and when the female ghost suddenly appeared, his body trembled and his mouth opened into an "O" shape.

However, Cheng Cuo's acting skills were really poor.

The look of shock on his face was so exaggerated it was hard to describe.

The female ghost was overjoyed.

She was never really that happy.

The person in front of her not only helped her achieve her sales targets but also listened attentively to her story.

How could this not make her happy?

"Thank you, the bathtub game is over."

The female ghost's lips never curled down, and her words were filled with a bright, gleaming smile.

Cheng Cuo sighed, with a hint of regret, and said, "You must look very beautiful when you smile, but it's a pity I can't see you."

Before the female ghost could react, Cheng Cuo had already found his way to the bathroom door.

"Bang!" The door slammed shut.

Cheng Cuo disappeared from the darkness and then slowly reappeared.