Master of Kaidan-Chapter 525 Visiting the Grave

"It’s over, it’s over!"

"We’re dead, dead for sure!"

"There’s no saving us now!"

Just as Feng Xue regained her senses from the teleportation screen, she was greeted by a series of wailings. Focusing her gaze, she saw a few players sitting there in despair, looking as desolate as widows who had lost their sons—grieving beyond measure.

"Heh, another one joins. No worries, let’s all die together!"

Seeing Feng Xue appear, a player sitting on the ground wore an expression as if he was played out. Feng Xue ignored his crazed babbling, waved her hand to pull up a dropdown menu, and a string of text appeared before her—

Game Name: Visiting the Grave

Game Genre: Survival

Mandatory Task: Survive Three Days

Optional Task: Successful Grave Visiting

Game Information: As spring turns to autumn, it’s time for the annual grave visiting ritual. As a university graduate who hasn’t found a steady job for several years, you, being broke, have received a well-compensated commission—to visit graves in the cemetery. freeweɓnovel-cøm

"Ugh, quite a straightforward task line."

Feng Xue looked at the mission introduction. Although it was more detailed than the brief on the plaza, it was barely helpful.

"I thought it was about visiting a grave for a person, but now it seems it’s for the whole cemetery?"

"Don’t bother, this mission has already beaten over a dozen Fierce Ghost Level players."

The despondent player beside her spoke, making Feng Xue frown and reply:

"Don’t you think your act of exaggerating the difficulty is too obvious? I’m starting to suspect you’re a ghost in disguise!"

Actually, Feng Xue was just saying that, but the moment the words left her mouth, the gloomy-faced player suddenly paused, then stood up abruptly—

"Damn, I’ve been exposed!"

With that, the player suddenly turned into a puff of black smoke and disappeared right in front of Feng Xue. Not only Feng Xue, but even the previously dejected players were left dumbstruck.

"Damn, I’ve only heard about those ancient game bosses getting smarter, but impersonating players too?!"

This horrifying yet slightly comical scene finally lightened the fearful atmosphere. The previously wailing players also managed to regain a bit of sanity, with one of them smacking his head and exclaiming:

"Damn, that was a Grieving Ghost!"

"So, are you saying we were actually affected by the curse of a Grieving Ghost, and this isn’t some ancient game?"

Another player asked hopefully, but the one who called out the Grieving Ghost shook his head:

"I’m sorry, but it is indeed an age-old game, I’ve seen this name on the player platform."

After speaking, he took off a necklace from around his neck and wrapped it around his hand. His originally dejected demeanor vanished in an instant, replaced by a chilling aura, as if he could effortlessly take someone’s life.

"Oh, then you still have to die." The player, who had initially perked up, fell into despondency once again after hearing this, collapsing onto the ground with no intention to speak.

Feng Xue looked at the player in front of her and immediately gave up on the idea of working together with them, turning to observe her surroundings instead.

Although the game mentioned visiting a graveyard, the scene in front of her was a desolate mountain, messy like the cartoon forests she watched as a child with crooked trees growing all around. The dried branches were like skinny, knobbly hands.

"But since this is about tomb-sweeping, it should involve a Chinese-style ghost story, so it’s unlikely a tree demon would appear... unless the game also incorporates a monster system."

Feng Xue mumbled to herself, looking down. Though it was a remote wilderness, there was a path under her feet, not a mere animal trail but a proper pathway paved with pebbles, overgrown with weeds yet showing the considerable effort that went into making it.

"Can following this path lead me to the graveyard? But since it’s about tomb-sweeping, why didn’t we bring any incense or candles? Do we need to buy them at the foot of the mountain, or like in those puzzle games, do we have to find them ourselves?"

Feng Xue pondered for a moment and took out her cell phone, only to find, just like on the player platform, there was no signal.

"It seems intentional to prevent players from realizing the game and reality share the same world, but in that case, what about the living people in the haunted area? Are they isolated by an invisible barrier to die, or are they replaced by a batch of NPCs? Or is it simply all ghosts?"

Thinking this, Feng Xue decided not to head directly up the mountain but walked down the path toward the base.

Seeing Feng Xue’s actions, two of the players immediately followed her. Feng Xue frowned and said,

"You saw what just happened. Either prove you aren’t a ghost, or stay away from me."

Hearing Feng Xue’s words, the player who was about to open his mouth instantly turned dark and quickly withdrew his initial attempt at camaraderie, sneering,

"I thought you had found some clue, but it seems you are just a rookie who doesn’t even know direct plot-driven games result in automatic deaths. Aren’t you the fool from the player platform?"

"Heh." Feng Xue let out a sophisticated taunt and headed straight down the mountain. Seeing her decisive departure, the mocking player’s expression tightened suddenly, while his companion frowned and said,

"She left so decisively, did she really find something?"

"Who can be sure? Instead of that, have your little ghost been released yet?" The mocking player spoke with an oddly calm tone, to which his partner responded,

"It’s already out, but in this kind of mission, the survival rate of little ghosts is worrying. They basically just serve as an early warning."

"Having a warning is already quite good, isn’t it said that it’s not easy to randomly encounter an age-old game?"

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"Really, no one should be underestimated," Feng Xue thought, receiving information from her Poisonous Insect Body, a slight smile on her lips as she continued down the mountain. Although they mentioned passive gaming leading to automatic plot deaths, what exactly qualifies as passive gaming?

Pondering this, Feng Xue didn’t slow down. In just a few minutes, she had reached the foot of the mountain. What she saw was a long-abandoned village. At the entrance to the path uphill, there was a wooden sign, but the text on it had long been obliterated by the weather.

Just as Feng Xue passed the wooden sign, a chilling wind suddenly blew past her, bringing with it a sincerely mournful cry. Feng Xue looked toward the source of the cry and saw a corner formed by several decayed wooden houses, unable to see exactly what was there.

After briefly considering, Feng Xue eventually decided against using a drone to shock the ghosts with a bit of modern technology. Instead, she walked boldly forward like a typical expendable character in a horror movie...

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