42: Chapter 42 Brother-in-law

Chen Mo's family methodically loaded various large cardboard boxes into the van, while the children sat in the back child seats, hugging the golden retriever.

Anna took out her wallet, pulled out a 50-dollar bill, and handed it to the chubby white man.

The chubby white man took the bill, sniffed it, and cast a wandering, dishonest gaze up and down Anna Catherine's perfect figure.

He let out a weird "Heh, heh" chuckle.

However, Chen Mo's figure suddenly entered his line of sight as he wrapped his arm around Anna's waist.

A man who loved to stake his claim.

Anna also affectionately wrapped her arms around Chen Mo's neck.

The chubby white man opposite them watched, pursed his lips, put away the bill, and immediately got into the driver's seat.

The van started up.

During the journey, the system popped up another notification.

[ You can carry at most 3 items. Please select your equipment. ]

[ Skill card capacity is 10. Current capacity: 2/10. ]

Chen Mo scanned his backpack.

According to the background information provided by the Thriller Game, this dungeon should be related to a Haunted House, and it was a very rare single-player dungeon.

The bone-scraping knife had to be brought along; in a Haunted House, doors often get locked suddenly and won't open.

The bone-scraping knife could transform into the Deans Axe, which had a built-in door-breaking effect.

As for Threading the Needle, Chen Mo also felt it was a powerful item that could be used to set traps.

The rest were the medical kit, black cards, phantom cube, and the retractable balloon.

The medical kit didn't fit the role I was playing in this dungeon.

Sam Ricardo was a financial professional, so carrying a medical kit would be strange.

The phantom cube could pull others into the No. 18 Hospital dungeon, but obviously, it's hard to scare a ghost with a ghost, so that was ruled out too.

Most importantly, if I used the phantom cube.

Then Chen Mo's identity as a lurker in the Management Group would be exposed.

After all, this item was pilfered from the Management Group.

The remaining difficult choice was between the black cards and the balloon.

I don't know the specific effects of the balloon yet, so I'll choose the black cards, which have higher lethality.

Selection complete; the item slot in front of him was filled.

Chen Mo opened his eyes again, and the van had arrived at the destination.

Perhaps because the chubby white man saw that such a mediocre man like Chen Mo actually had such a beautiful wife.

He was filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred.

So he didn't help Chen Mo and his family move their luggage.

The two children had just gotten out of the car when they excitedly rushed into the courtyard in front of the house, running and jumping around happily.

His wife unclipped the dog collar from Sadi, and with a beaming smile, immediately went to chase after the children.

Only Chen Mo subconsciously reached his hand into his pocket.

He felt around; thankfully, there was a pack of Marlboros in his pocket.

Sam was a financial professional; in his daily life, there was no shortage of scenes where he had to drink and smoke with clients.

Lighting a cigarette, Chen Mo looked at the massive white Villa in front of him.

The Villa was located in the center of the garden, covering an area of at least 1,000 square meters, divided into two floors—a very typical suburban European/American Villa.

Looking at the wooden structure of the Villa, a portion of the load-bearing wall was exposed at the ground level.

This meant there must be a Basement or wine cellar area here.

At the entrance of the garden, there grew a crooked tree.

Its bark was dark and cracked, as if it had been scorched by fire, but miraculously... the tree was still alive.

The activity range of the dungeon wasn't large, limited to just the indoor and outdoor areas.

Chen Mo let out a long breath; finally, he didn't have to run around as exhaustingly as in No. 18 Hospital.

At the same time, Chen Mo thought to himself, no wonder there are so few foreigners.

Such a huge house, especially when counting the garden, was even larger than the area of Pingan Orphanage.

Yet it only housed Sam's family of four, plus one dog.

Damn it, with so few people living in such a big house, it would be strange if it wasn't haunted.

If I were a ghost and there were so many empty rooms, I'd definitely pack my bags and move in.

After finishing the cigarette, Chen Mo walked into the house.

It was daytime now, and everything was peaceful.

There wasn't much dust inside, as if someone cleaned it every day.

But according to the landlord's account, no one should have lived here for 5 years.

"Sam, let's live here!" His wife led Chen Mo to a room.

Chen Mo followed her into the bedroom, "Hiss!"

As soon as he entered, a chill rushed at him.

Because this was the shaded side of the house; 24 hours a day, there would only be a brief moment of sunlight at noon.

The rest of the time, if the lights weren't on, the room would be in a semi-dark state.

Chen Mo really wanted to suggest, "Let's change to another one."

However, his wife suddenly added at this moment: "Sam, living here, my skin won't be exposed to the sun. This is wonderful!"

When the car was driving here, his wife had worn a sun-protection hood and scarf the entire time.

The children sat in the back, and his wife had also ordered the chubby white man to open the sunshades on the car windows.

It seemed... his family was very afraid of sunlight.

Based on the temperature, Chen Mo knew that the season in the dungeon was summer.

He could tell from the fact that he was wearing short sleeves.

Yet his family members were all wearing long sleeves and long pants.

Did his wife have a skin condition that prevented sun exposure, and the children just happened to inherit it?

Chen Mo silently noted this down in his heart.

"Alright, then we'll live in this one. You are my sweetheart, and your choice is my choice."

Hearing Chen Mo say this, his wife immediately wanted to give him a sweet kiss.

"Oh! Sam, marrying you is truly my happiness."

"Your mouth has become even sweeter than before!"

Chen Mo didn't expect that cheesy pick-up lines worked so well on foreigners.

As someone who had been single since birth, he had managed to raise his wife's favorability significantly with just a couple of casual sentences.

It even directly surpassed the favorability of Sam himself.

This suddenly gave Chen Mo the illusion that he was a homewrecker, which felt very embarrassing.

His wife wanted to get intimate with Chen Mo, but just then, the phone in his pocket suddenly rang, urging Chen Mo to go downstairs.

"Tonight! We'll continue tonight!"

Chen Mo quickly went downstairs to the first floor.

Just as he pushed open the door, he saw two very spirited-looking young people.

One male and one female.

The man was wearing a leather jacket—the kind with spikes on it—and sporting a rainbow-colored mohawk.

It looked very much like the titles of foreign bloggers during their live streams.

[ New York Doesn't Support Idlers ]

The woman had dyed her hair a dragon-fruit red, was wearing only a bra on her upper body, and an excessively short miniskirt on her lower body.

Upon seeing Chen Mo, the man immediately came up, threw an arm around his shoulder, and smiled: "Brother-in-law, I heard you bought a big house. My girlfriend and I want to come over and stay for a couple of days. Is that okay?"