16: Chapter 16 Threading the Needle

With the magic flute in hand, Chen Mo and Su Qing's confidence skyrocketed.

They strode down the Hospital corridor, causing the ghosts hiding outside the windows to look on in confusion.

"Hey! Have you ever seen players like this?" one ghost asked.

Another ghost shook its head, "First time. Could there be something wrong with their brains?"

"Are we the ghosts, or is he the ghost? Aren't humans supposed to be afraid of ghosts?"

"Sigh… unfortunately we are restricted by the dungeon, otherwise I would definitely fly in and scare the pee out of him!"

"Hmph, there will be plenty of chances later. Once he levels up and successfully breaks through the restrictions of the Hospital's barrier."

"That will be our glorious moment to restore the prestige of ghosts!"

The ghosts outside the windows were pounding their chests like gorillas.

A few with special talents were even banging gongs and drums.

They had to stir up the passionate atmosphere.

Chen Mo didn't know that just by being a little confident, he had unexpectedly incurred nameless hatred.

These days, even ghosts know the principle that the nail that sticks out gets hammered down.

Arriving at the nursery.

Chen Mo kicked the door open.

It made Su Qing tremble with fear.

"Chen Mo, what are you doing? If you scare these baby ghosts into crying, I'll be cursed!"

The prompt for the Nurse profession stated it clearly.

[Do not make those babies cry!]

"Hehe." Chen Mo curled his lips.

"Don't worry, these babies are different from normal babies; they only know how to laugh."

Sure enough!

As soon as Chen Mo kicked the door open, a wave of synchronized laughter erupted from inside.

The laughter felt like physical words, piecing themselves together into a tidal wave in the air.

It came crashing down towards Chen Mo and Su Qing with overwhelming momentum.

Chen Mo even raised his arms.

The hem of his white coat was blown upwards.

Those babies all wore demonic expressions, as if mocking or teasing.

Seeing Chen Mo and Su Qing crushed by their invincible aura, they laughed even more crazily.

"Sons, shut your stinking mouths for Daddy!" Chen Mo yelled.

He immediately pulled out the magic flute that he had already disinfected with alcohol.

He put it to his lips, his fingers nimbly covering and uncovering the holes on the magic flute.

A truly awful tune, which couldn't even be called a melody, was born!

[Many Children Many Blessings: Mental Value - 10]

[Exquisite Piggy Girl: Mental Value - 10]

[Baby Ghosts: Mental Value + 10]

Hearing the wailing, hellish music, the babies became even more excited.

The laughter spilling from their sharp mouths became even more piercing.

"No way."

Chen Mo immediately stopped playing; he hadn't even played for half a minute.

He had almost sent himself to the grave right there.

If it were normal times, no matter how bad the playing was, at most he would be subjected to the 'three-piece set' of shouting from the auntie next door.

But in the Thriller Game, reinforced by the magic flute.

If the music Chen Mo played were a whole album, the players would probably drop dead on the spot.

They would all go insane!

Su Qing, standing to the side, really couldn't take it anymore.

She snatched the magic flute from Chen Mo's hand, not even minding his saliva.

She put it straight to her lips and immediately played a light, cheerful nursery rhyme.

At this moment, Su Qing finally displayed the bearing of a refined young lady for the first time.

Her fingers were slender, and the process of playing the flute was like a healing landscape painting.

Her red lips were delicate; just watching her small mouth blowing gently was enough.

It felt like a spring breeze brushing against one's face. Although it couldn't be called top-tier, it possessed a certain spiritual aura.

Chen Mo couldn't help but applaud, praising, "That sounds great!"

[Many Children Many Blessings: Mental Value + 10]

[Exquisite Piggy Girl: Mental Value + 10]

[Baby Ghosts: Mental Value - 10]

"Huh?!"

"This magic flute actually has the effect of restoring Mental Value? Damn, it's a hidden artifact; I definitely can't return it now."

At this moment, the Vending Machine Ghost was racking its brains, doing mental math.

Suddenly, it opened its mouth wide and let out a violent sneeze.

"Achoo!"

The Vending Machine Ghost wrinkled its nose, and two blushes appeared on its face.

"Why do I feel like I'm about to lose something?" it sighed.

Unlike Chen Mo's reaction—Chen Mo had been listening, completely intoxicated.

In contrast, the baby ghosts now looked as if they had heard the dark masterpiece Chen Mo had played.

They were all covering their ears, howling heart-wrenchingly.

Their Mental Value was plummeting crazily.

Until their Mental Value collectively hit zero, and the baby ghosts instantly quieted down.

Even their eyes, which resembled black buttons, faded slightly.

Each one stuck out a little black tongue, blew small bubbles from their nostrils, and began to snore.

"Damn, finally finished. Hurry up and change their diapers."

Chen Mo opened a large box, took out a portion of the diapers inside, and handed them to Su Qing.

Just as he looked up, Chen Mo saw…

Su Qing put down the magic flute, covered her mouth with one hand, and made a disgusted, nauseous expression.

"No way… you really did eat garlic for lunch."

After busying themselves for nearly an hour.

Chen Mo and Su Qing both walked out of the nursery, panting.

They sat on the bench in the corridor and stretched in unison.

Representing a release from their exhaustion.

Chen Mo lit a cigarette and blew a smoke ring.

"I really didn't expect that changing diapers for babies would be such a stamina-draining task," Chen Mo sighed.

Su Qing shook her head, "No, it's fortunate that these babies were asleep."

"Who would have thought that these babies' hands were actually octopus tentacles? I suddenly feel that the smell of your garlic isn't that disgusting anymore."

"Fine! Next time I'll switch to green onion, or ginger works too," Chen Mo joked.

"I originally thought that you were unsociable in class and were a quiet, reserved type of guy."

"I really didn't expect that the dignified Vice President actually has a mischievous, dark side."

Although she was facing away, Su Qing, to express her little mood.

Still had to make a gesture of turning her head away.

"Sigh… today's task is considered complete. Tomorrow is the last day; I hope everything goes smoothly," Chen Mo said, his eyes focused.

"Yeah, let's hope so."

"Chen Mo… thank you," Su Qing said softly, her face slightly flushed.

"If it weren't for your help, as a weak girl, I really don't know…"

Before Su Qing could finish her sentence, a system prompt suddenly rang out in their heads.

[Your task for the day is complete]

[dungeon Name: No. 18 Hospital]

[Current Progress: 2/3]

[Your task rating for the second day is A-level]

[Rewards: horror coins * 100, Free Attribute Points * 10, EXP * 100]

[Reward Item: Threading the Needle, ID: C099]

[Your level has increased to Level 3, current attributes are as follows]

"Still A-level?"