"Does this thing work on ghosts?"
Without thinking much, Qin Nuo temporarily placed it in the toolbar, then carried the dish back to the dining table.
"Sir, your dish, please enjoy."
Qin Nuo carefully placed the dish on the table and opened the lid.
The Bandage Ghost looked at the black, mushy human brain inside, grabbed it with its hand, and stuffed it into its mouth. An unknown liquid splattered all over the table.
Halfway through eating, the Bandage Ghost's body trembled slightly. It lifted its head, and although its eyes were wrapped in bandages, Qin Nuo could feel its gaze, filled with confusion and sorrow.
Clearly dead, yet always waiting for that girl to come find him...
A piece of currency was pushed forward.
It didn't look like money, nor like Hell Money.
Ghost Currency, the currency of the Horror Game.
As the saying goes, money can make ghosts turn the millstone, and Ghost Currency has many uses. It's a bridge for trading and interacting with ghosts, especially useful for players.
Of course, people die for money, and it could also be a source of trouble!
Qin Nuo was slightly stunned.
Was this a tip for him?
Qin Nuo nodded and put the currency away. "Enjoy your meal, sir."
After stepping back, Qin Nuo took out the Ghost Currency again. The value was actually 100.
Definitely a generous tip!
"A tycoon ghost, huh," Qin Nuo clicked his tongue.
"Congratulations on completing your first dish delivery task. Customer rating: Satisfied."
"For the second task, please proceed to Table 2 to fulfill the customer's request."
Two more tasks, and today's mission will be complete. Keep it up. Qin Nuo thought to himself as he walked away.
As he passed through the corridor, he happened to run into Liu Jiaqi, who was holding a dish full of black eyeballs that blinked.
Judging by her expression, it was clear she was quite frightened.
"Qin Nuo, you finished your first task?" Liu Jiaqi was surprised and envious. If only she had such strong mental resilience.
"Yes, now heading to the second table. What about you?"
"I'm okay. Made some mistakes due to nerves, but the customer was very patient and didn't blame me," Liu Jiaqi said with lingering fear.
"But Wang Yang... when he was serving, a finger accidentally fell onto the customer's hand, and that ghost took his right hand!"
"Really, that's quite unfortunate," Qin Nuo's expression didn't change much.
Wang Yang wasn't close to him, and had even tried to bully Qin Nuo, who had a low presence in class. Hearing this news, Qin Nuo felt quite calm.
"By the way, where's Tang Ming?"
Wang Yang's face turned red with anger, feeling insulted.
A damaged Pinocchio puppet walked over, making a clattering sound.
"I'm the supervisor of the Nether Springs Restaurant's east gate. All three of you performed well today, at least you survived.
3697 performed the best, receiving two satisfied and one average rating, earning the title of Outstanding Employee of the Day. Here's your reward."
3697 was Qin Nuo's employee number.
A stack of Ghost Currency appeared in Qin Nuo's hand, totaling 300!
Liu Jiaqi and Wang Yang also received Ghost Currency, 100 and 20 respectively.
In this game, they would also feel hunger and fatigue. Ghost Currency could get them food, though it wasn't the only way.
"Thank you for your hard work today. Please follow the instructions to your dormitory for rest. Tomorrow is a new day, keep up the good work!"
With that, Pinocchio clattered away.
"I'm so hungry, let's get something to eat first," Liu Jiaqi said, clutching her stomach with eager eyes.
"There's a vending machine around the corner, let's go," Qin Nuo was also hungry. Despite only running three dish deliveries, it felt like a full day's physical labor.
In the corridor, the vending machine was a grotesque ghost face, displaying the food and prices inside.
"Beef jerky, compressed biscuits, cola... they actually have these things?" Liu Jiaqi was drooling, finally seeing something normal in the Horror World.
Qin Nuo bought a piece of beef jerky for 50 Ghost Currency.
Liu Jiaqi bought Fish with Pickled Mustard Greens for 80.
With only a crumpled 20, Wang Yang could only get a compressed biscuit.
But when the food came out, the three were dumbfounded.
The beef jerky was a palm-sized piece of moldy rotten meat.
The Fish with Pickled Mustard Greens had a blackish-green broth, and the fish, of unknown type, had fangs.
Only the compressed biscuit seemed normal, but it was only half a palm in size, shrunken.
"Why did it only give 20 back?"
Qin Nuo's face was grim.
He had inserted a 100 Ghost Currency, but it only returned 20, swallowing 30!
Liu Jiaqi also lost 20.
Not only was the product not as advertised, but it also stole money?
Already in a foul mood from losing a hand, Wang Yang was even more furious seeing the meager compressed biscuit.
He rushed up and started punching and kicking the vending machine. "You damn thing! Dare to cheat me, I'll tear you apart!"
The next second, the vending machine suddenly came to life, its ghost face writhing, eyes bloodshot and menacing, glaring at Qin Nuo and the others.
"How dare a lowly rat yell at me?"