I Play the Horror World as a Simulation Game

"Sixth grade, class three. I'm playing the role of a student."

Flipping through the math notebook on the desk, the doodles and careless notes were reminiscent of everyone's childhood antics.

"Even though I'm playing a child, the difficulty is no less than playing an adult, perhaps even harder."

"Children are generally mischievous, full of unpredictability, making it hard to gauge their psychology. Their personality, expressions, tone, even a habitual small gesture—if any of these don't match, those around might notice something's off."

"So far, all I know about this child is just a name."

Qin Nuo rummaged through the hidden compartment of the desk and found Li Xiaoming's school ID card.

Besides the class and name, it also had his address: No. 86, Pond, Younan Town.

At the top was a one-inch color photo of Li Xiaoming, wearing a neat school uniform and a red scarf, looking proper. Despite his young age, he was already wearing glasses with over 300 degrees of myopia.

"He looks well-mannered, not sloppy or unruly, probably the model student type teachers always praise."

Qin Nuo also found a recent exam paper, a math test with a score of 93, which was among the top five in the class.

"Studious, a top student, well-behaved. Judging by the pencil case and clothes, his family should be quite good."

Qin Nuo murmured, having figured out how to play the role of Li Xiaoming.

He adjusted his glasses awkwardly, trying to get used to these small habits.

It seemed to be break time; the teacher had left the podium, and the students were moving around the classroom.

Because of the bad weather outside, many students were unusually excited, gathering by the window.

It's realistic; power outages and heavy rain always excite school students.

Qin Nuo observed the other students and noticed some were still seated.

Their expressions were the same as Qin Nuo's.

They looked bewildered, observing their surroundings.

When their eyes met Qin Nuo's, they confirmed each other's identity.

They were all players.

In a class of a hundred players, it was natural not to have just one player.

Because of their roles, after exchanging glances with Qin Nuo, the players calmly looked away, trying to find information and characteristics about the students they were portraying.

Qin Nuo also looked away.

Just as he was about to get up and walk around, a hand slapped down on his desk.

Qin Nuo looked up to see a girl with pigtails, around his age. She had a pretty face, and her lively eyes carried a playful charm.

"Xiaoming, have you finished today's homework? It's Mr. Yan's class later, and I heard those who haven't finished will get the ruler!"

Qin Nuo replied calmly, "Finished, no problem."

Li Xiaoming was a top student; it was impossible he hadn't finished. Qin Nuo also noticed that on the schedule, all Chinese classes were checked off. He was likely the Chinese class representative.

"Of course, with your excellence, this is nothing for you."

The pigtail girl smiled sweetly, then her face showed a hint of hesitation as she brought her hands from behind her back.

"Xiaoming, I remember today is your birthday, right? This is a special birthday gift I made for you. You'll definitely like it, won't you?"

Qin Nuo looked at the glass bottle in her hands, filled with colorful Thousand Paper Cranes. It was clear she had put a lot of thought into it.

"It's beautiful. I like it, thank you."

Qin Nuo smiled as he took it, looking up to thank her, only to see her face light up with surprise, her cheeks turning apple-red.

At the same time, black veins appeared at the corners of her eyes, and small corpse spots emerged.

Her once delicate face became terrifying!

In the air, Qin Nuo caught a whiff of Ghost Aura.

"Xiaoming, this is the first time you've accepted my gift. I'm so happy!" the pigtail girl said excitedly.

Qin Nuo's expression changed.

Sweat broke out on his back.

Li Xiaoming had never accepted this girl's gift? Logically, he was a well-behaved child, not one to refuse a girl's gesture.

Was it out of embarrassment?

In the classroom, other players noticed the girl's abnormality, squinting their eyes, some with schadenfreude.

Fortunately, the corpse spots and Ghost Aura quickly disappeared, and nothing terrifying happened.

She seemed very happy, skipping away.

Her blushing face, shy demeanor, and meaningful gaze made Qin Nuo feel a bit awkward, understanding somewhat.

Puppy love?

Isn't it too early? This is just sixth grade!

So Li Xiaoming refused because of this?

By accepting the pigtail girl's gift, Qin Nuo had failed in his role, causing the girl to "ghostify."

Luckily, it seemed to be within control, so nothing dangerous happened.

What if the anomaly was too great, causing the girl to lose control and fully "ghostify"? What would happen then?

Qin Nuo didn't want to think about it.

It seemed Li Xiaoming was focused on studying, hence rejecting the girl's affection.

So, he should be indifferent to this pigtail girl.

Because of Qin Nuo's example, the other players became more cautious, searching for their roles' characteristics from the surrounding things.

Just then, two tall students walked in from outside, looking fierce, with dyed yellow hair, embodying the image of delinquent students.

The other students avoided them, not daring to block their path.

As soon as they entered, they headed straight for Qin Nuo's seat.

Qin Nuo's mouth twitched.

Could he be this unlucky?

The two delinquents stopped in front of Qin Nuo's desk, placed a small note, and left the classroom.

From start to finish, they didn't say a word.

Qin Nuo was full of questions.

What was going on?

After hesitating for a moment, he picked up the note and opened it.

The note had only a few scribbled words: After school, third-floor restroom!

Looking at the note, Qin Nuo immediately understood, feeling a headache.

It seemed this Li Xiaoming was also a victim of school bullying.

He felt a wave of exhaustion.

Li Xiaoming appeared to be a model student, yet he had plenty of troubles around him.

This was only the first day of the game, and so many issues had already arisen. The rest of the game probably wouldn't be easy.

After school, should he go or not?

If he went, he'd get beaten up.

If he didn't, his role-playing score might drop.

The instance mentioned that if the role-playing score dropped to a certain level, those around would lose control, leading to something terrifying.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

"Forget it, it's just a beating. It's not like they're hitting me," Qin Nuo thought calmly.

He could remain unfazed even when his hand was torn and flesh was flying, so what was a beating from a few kids?

The school seats were arranged individually, so Qin Nuo didn't have a deskmate, which was a good thing for him.

Just then, the class bell rang.

The students returned to the classroom.

Boom!

At the same time, the heavy rain outside finally poured down, with raindrops pounding on the windows, and lightning striking amidst the downpour.

Even with the windows closed, the wind made them shake violently.

When all the students returned to their seats, a deathly silence fell.

The eerie silence made Qin Nuo and the other players feel inexplicably uneasy.

The students sat like puppets, with straight backs and empty eyes staring ahead.

Soon, crisp footsteps echoed from the corridor outside the classroom. It was the arrival of the infamous Mr. Yan...