43: Chapter 43 Where did this hand come from?

Two more NPCs?

Chen Mo suddenly felt the pressure mount.

He didn't know if the Brother-in-law and his girlfriend in front of him would be judged by the system as his family.

If they were, then Chen Mo would have two more people to protect.

In this massive Haunted House, if there were many ghosts, he wouldn't be able to save everyone in time.

Since the main quest was to protect his family well.

Then, if even one died, he could probably say goodbye to an S-rank rating.

[Holy crap, look what I found? Everyone, everyone, come quick.]

[That guy Many Children Many Blessings actually entered a dungeon again!]

Just as Chen Mo was hesitating, the Management Group No. 5 in front of him suddenly became lively again.

[Old Six, stop watching the second batch of newbie players, that kid Many Children Many Blessings is so entertaining.]

[What? Many Children Many Blessings entered a dungeon again? Holy crap, he's a god, forget the newbie dungeon, I'm turning on auto mode.]

[By the way... wasn't he supposed to enter the "Human Wax Museum" in 10 days? Why did he suddenly enter another single-player dungeon?]

[Vice Group Leader: He triggered an ultra-low probability event again. Because his last system rating was too high, the Thriller Game decided to let him enter an extra single-player dungeon.]

[Hiss! 66666, Old Six, do you want to make a bet with me this time? Bet on whether Many Children Many Blessings can still get a perfect clear.]

Seeing the group chat messages in front of him, Chen Mo knew.

These guys were definitely in other dungeons right now, separated by screens or devices humans couldn't imagine, torturing newbies with wicked grins on their faces.

Chen Mo had cleared the newbie dungeon, so he was considered initiated.

It was like when you're scrolling through short videos, and the streamer you absolutely love, who clearly said they wouldn't go live for another 10 days.

So you have to find similar streamers to pass the time while you're bored.

But after watching one after another, they all felt boring.

You swipe your finger, and suddenly, to your pleasant surprise, you discover that the streamer you love actually started streaming again!

At this moment, Chen Mo was just like a new streamer who reached his peak the moment he debuted.

[Heh, Old Eight, it's not that I'm not giving Many Children Many Blessings face this time, do you know what this dungeon is called?]

[Ah, isn't Many Children Many Blessings only level 9? What high-difficulty dungeon could he be matched into?]

[118 Ocean Avenue, a peak Haunted House dungeon.]

[Sorry Old Eight, this time I bet that Many Children Many Blessings won't get an S-rank rating, and even... he might die in this dungeon. (Smug emoji)]

[Old Six, I won't allow you to curse Many Children Many Blessings like that! (Cleaver chopping you emoji)]

[I bet Many Children Many Blessings will still get a perfect clear, what's the bet?]

[Heh, Old Eight, if you lose, give me one of your arms!]

[Fine! Old Six, if you lose, I want one of your eyeballs!]

Chen Mo wanted to overturn his previous theory a little bit.

Even if they were lunatics, they wouldn't bet their own biological organs, right? These guys might really not be from Earth.

By the way everyone, I'm currently facing the dilemma of whether to let people stay, can you please bring the topic back to the dungeon itself?

Chen Mo muttered to himself in his heart.

[Group Leader: 118 Ocean Avenue, huh? Every choice could lead to a trap. Even I would never be able to get a perfect clear. Old Eight, you might really be short an arm.]

[Old Eight: It doesn't matter, I have 8 arms, what's the harm in giving you one?]

[Vice Group Leader: How will Many Children Many Blessings choose? If it were me, I would definitely want to kick this pair of lovers out on the spot, but this is a death dungeon, it has a trial-and-error cost.]

[And it's a Western-style dungeon, don't Westerners often love to set up death flags?]

The tension in Chen Mo's heart finally eased quite a bit.

It was the first time the Vice Group Leader had been somewhat useful.

"Brother-in-law? Am I still your Brother-in-law? My sister is so beautiful, marrying a man like you, can't I just bask in some reflected glory!" The Brother-in-law began his moral blackmail.

"Welcome, welcome, a warm welcome!" Chen Mo immediately clapped on the spot.

He took the initiative to open the door for the two of them.

This sudden change made the Brother-in-law feel a bit embarrassed.

However, Americans don't have that many formalities; if you give me a red envelope, I'll take it, and if you let me stay, I'll stay.

It's very different from Chinese people who like to be polite.

Chen Mo leaned against the door panel, stepping aside to leave enough space for people to pass.

The Sister-in-law with dragon-fruit-colored hair, when passing by Chen Mo, for some reason.

Paused for a moment, looked up, and flashed a "hehe" smile at Chen Mo.

Then she covered her mouth and ran away shyly, without the Brother-in-law noticing.

No... could the character relationships in this dungeon be a bit complicated?

That old thing Sam, looking so pathetic, he's not even one-tenth as handsome as me.

Could it be that there's some unclear, unspeakable secret between him and his Brother-in-law's girlfriend?

Chen Mo wasn't a pervert, he just felt that investigating the background of the characters would be very helpful for clearing the dungeon.

For instance, in the previous No. 18 Hospital dungeon, many key elements for clearing it boiled down to the director's past life.

Sam might have something going on with the Sister-in-law, Chen Mo silently noted in his heart.

The day passed quickly, and the full moon hung in the night sky.

Chen Mo's family was sitting around an extra-long dining table that could accommodate 10 people.

His wife brought up a platter of hot roasted chicken, and the Brother-in-law, ignoring all etiquette, immediately cut off the biggest chicken leg and stuffed it into his mouth.

At this moment, it was Chen Mo's turn to feel a bit awkward.

Chen Mo usually didn't have money to go to Western restaurants to eat steak, and he hadn't really used a knife and fork since he was a kid.

Eating now was quite a struggle.

It was even worse than the two cute children beside him.

Seeing Chen Mo looking so embarrassed while holding the knife and fork, the whole family burst into laughter.

"Brother-in-law, is this the entertainment segment of the meal?"

Chen Mo scratched his head. The Magician job card could enhance the dexterity of his fingers, allowing him to quickly learn how to use a knife and fork.

After the small interlude, the meal was finished.

His wife had already prepared hot water for Chen Mo, letting him be the first to go soak in the bathtub.

"Whew..." Surrendering his body completely to the steaming bathtub, the fatigue in his muscles was successfully relaxed.

It's just that when Chen Mo was undressing, he specifically used the shower curtain to block himself; he wasn't sure if doing so could guarantee his privacy.

Feeling his pores open up, Chen Mo turned on the shower head, his lower body still soaking in the bathtub.

The shower head hung above Chen Mo's head, facing the spray, and the warm, gentle water splashed onto his face.

Chen Mo opened the shampoo and lathered it up.

His scalp pores were cheering with joy, what comfortable finger techniques, all the dandruff was about to be expelled!

However, just when Chen Mo was scrubbing comfortably, his fingers suddenly touched something cold.

At this moment, the shampoo foam had already flowed down his hair, completely covering Chen Mo's face, causing him to temporarily lose his vision.

Chen Mo's hand stopped and continued to touch the thing on top of his head.

This thing had joints, and it was very delicate, hairless, just like a human palm.

"There's a hand in my hair?"