I’m Really Scared
Chapter 37: Time to Feast

After saying goodbye to Shen Dinghua at his doorstep, Guan Shan returned home and immediately went for a shower.

It was early autumn, and the weather was still quite warm. After running around outside, he was drenched in sweat.

"Thankfully, with my increased level and improved constitution, running around like this is much easier than before, and it's just a bit of sweat."

Guan Shan finished washing up and looked at himself in the mirror.

He had a face that could be considered handsome, with clear, bright eyes. When he smiled, he had a scholarly and gentle demeanor that made people naturally feel close to him.

After all, as a journalist for a newspaper... appearance had its unspoken requirements.

Though he usually didn't appear on camera, he needed to maintain his image during interviews. Otherwise, people wouldn't even want to talk to him, making it impossible to gather information.

"But... it seems the simulator's level and passive enhancements only increase strength and speed without altering my physical appearance."

Guan Shan pinched his arm. The feel was the same as before, with no particularly noticeable muscle mass.

But he had tested it; he could easily crush the marble in his yard with his bare hands now.

In other words, crushing a human skull would be just as easy.

"This strength level should be stronger than a chef, but weaker than the alien zombie from today."

Guan Shan squinted, touching his chest in the mirror.

There, faintly visible, was a crimson heart shape, with blood vessels extending from it, three of which were more prominent.

However, two of them were shriveled, with only one still transporting blood.

"[Butcher's Heart]? Does this mean I have three uses in total and I've already used two, leaving only one?"

Guan Shan immediately connected this to the accessory he was wearing.

"This should be something only I can see, a way to remind the player."

Guan Shan shook his head, left the bathroom, went downstairs, made himself a cup of tea, and sat in the living room, turning on the TV to see what items he had gained from the simulation.

"[Entwined Flesh Parasite] is completely used up, but thankfully, I got thirteen [Strong Healing Potions] from those elite zombies and the BOSS."

Guan Shan felt that what he needed most was healing items.

But as everyone knows, resources in horror games are always tightly controlled.

Otherwise, how would they create a sense of urgency?

This time, the healing potion sounded legitimate, but its effect was far from normal.

[Strong Healing Potion]

[Effect: Immediately restores 50% of HP, while reducing HP cap by 5 points.]

[Description: Produced by a biochemical lab belonging to a large organization. The side effect was concealed during sale, with each bottle priced at 2.13 million yuan.]

"Reducing 5 points of max HP for 50% HP recovery... whether this trade-off is worth it depends on the individual."

Guan Shan shook the glowing purple bottle of potion.

For him, there was no choice.

Originally, he should have obtained fifteen bottles, but after the instance ended, he had single-digit HP left and had to drink two bottles to fully heal.

Max HP -10.

So now his max HP was 990, and with passive bonuses, it became 1089.

The eleven-point difference might seem small, but it could mean the difference between life and death.

"More dangerous indeed..."

Guan Shan sighed and immediately allocated the 2 skill points to [Rotted Flesh Accumulation] and [Gravity Control].

Level 2 [Rotted Flesh Accumulation] increased HP by 15%.

His total HP now reached 1138.5, about forty points higher than before.

Level 2 [Gravity Control] expanded its range from twenty meters to fifty meters, increased the weight from 50kg to 100kg, with duration and cooldown unchanged.

Guan Shan's eyes lit up: "With 100kg, some lightweight small monsters might be crushed directly. Facing group attacks won't be so overwhelming!"

But HP and skills were just one aspect.

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A more pressing issue was that his current weapons were becoming inadequate, and the boning knife was completely ruined.

However, selling the ruined boning knife to the shop yielded 50 game coins, a form of recycling.

Guan Shan considered his current weapons: "Coating the high-speed chainsaw with poison paste can add a poisoning debuff, causing 1% HP loss per second, better than nothing."

He took out the Glock 17 and a translucent magazine with flame patterns: "The key is the [Incendiary Magazine] from the achievement reward."

Guan Shan slotted the magazine into the pistol.

The information updated to—

[Glock 17 - Incendiary]

[Magazine Capacity: Unlimited]

[Attack Power: 50+150 (Enemies in burning state take 7 HP damage per second)]

[Description: A not-so-common pistol, modified to make bullets explode on impact. Boom! Boom! Boom!]

Adding 150 explosive damage and a burning debuff to the base 50 damage.

Even without headshots, this gun's power was considerable.

Guan Shan was very pleased with the weapon's enhanced power. The combination of burning and poisoning debuffs would inflict significant damage on enemies.

The remaining three items... were rather puzzling.

Guan Shan took them out of his backpack: [Obsidian Polyhedron], [Locked Box], and [Key to a Box].

The key and box looked ordinary, but trying them together, he found they fit perfectly.

"Click."

The box opened, revealing a structure like a holder, as if to support something.

Guan Shan looked at the [Obsidian Polyhedron] in his hand.

"This shape... seems to fit?"

He placed the multifaceted crystalline orb on the holder, fitting perfectly.

Guan Shan wondered, "Is this box just for holding this ball?"

"But why not put it in the box directly and instead lock it up..."

He instinctively closed the lid, and a message appeared.

[Obsidian Polyhedron]

[Effect: Sealed in darkness, it summons the [Night Demon], who thirsts for fresh blood to rest.]

[Description: I summon you from the azure mountains.]

The lid clicked shut.

"…Shit!"

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"Is this the place?"

Wang Yong looked at the house. It was clearly old, with an osmanthus tree in the yard.

A tattooed teenager beside him replied, "Yes, we followed him all the way. During the day, he was cozying up to that old lady."

Another said, "I've seen this guy. He's a journalist from a local newspaper."

"A journalist? How dare he come here? Didn't we warn them all?"

Wang Yong, though young, showed a sinister smile, "Bad luck for him, having such a pretty girlfriend. Tonight, we'll have some fun."

The teenagers following him were even more excited: "Let's do to him what we did to Zhao Hong and Fang Minmin. Tie him up and make him watch..."

Wang Yong glared at them, "Don't cause trouble. Handle them one by one. Too much noise won't be good. We don't have those people to help us now."

"Let's go."

He led the way, climbing over the wall into Guan Shan's house.

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