The mansion was originally purchased in full by a noble who immigrated from abroad.

Since the noble came to a foreign land alone and had no family, after moving into the new house, they basically entered a semi-closed state.

Apart from purchasing necessary supplies, she never left her home for the rest of her time, secluding herself for a whole fifty years, enduring lonely and desolate days until today.

The noble who is now crying out is precisely the one in front of us:

"However, it was only on the day I became a ghost that I suddenly realized: I never made a friend in my entire life, never had someone to care about me... Waaah, waaah, waaah."

The ghost claiming to be "Flora" let out an unmasked sob in front of Wang Xiaole;

If conditions had allowed, she would definitely have shed large tears.

"You've suffered! Living alone for so many years must have been difficult, right? If you want to cry, go ahead and cry..."

Wang Xiaole opened his arms and compassionately embraced her;

Some ghosts (spirits) are visible and tangible, and Flora is one of them, otherwise she wouldn't have been able to throw the pillow earlier.

Freya really admired Wang Xiaole.

Just five minutes ago, Flora maintained a "nonviolent noncooperation" attitude, firmly resisting the unwelcome intruder invading her home;

But as soon as she gave Wang Xiaole a chance to speak, with just a few words, he successfully broke down the barriers in her heart and took advantage of the situation;

Now, the intimacy between the two is not inferior to that of long-lost old friends, with a relationship so strong that they have reached the level of confiding in each other.

At the same time, taking the opportunity to let her reveal her inner thoughts, Wang Xiaole successfully understood the friend's past, which can be summarized in a sentence:

Because she didn't make friends in her lifetime, Flora still feels unfulfilled even after death;

She stubbornly occupies the mansion in hopes of making up for regrets one day, and her "attachment to the house" is just an excuse for not leaving.

If he can fulfill Flora's wish, she might be able to leave here happily;

For this reason, Wang Xiaole needs to become a "Santa Claus" who specializes in fulfilling others' dreams.

"Was there anything you wanted to do but couldn't before you died? Why not make a list and we'll do them one by one."

"I don't have many things, I just wanted to have a few friends..."

"Now the three of us are your friends!"

While Wang Xiaole is sincere, the attitudes of the other two remain neutral;

Especially Lucia, since Flora appeared, she hasn't uttered a word, her lips have been pale as if they're made of iron.

"Really, I have friends now?"

Maybe because she was so happy, Flora didn't think too much and naturally immersed herself in joy;

But once she became happy, who wouldn't be able to smile next?

Flora, during her lifetime, only left behind one regret in the mortal world, which was a wish to play with friends.

"Shall we play a game?"

The almost transparent palms clapped together crisply, Wang Xiaole thought it wasn't a difficult wish to fulfill, so he agreed:

"What do you want to play? It's best if it's a game that all three of us can participate in," she said. These words shocked the two behind her.

"What?"

"Is she joking?"

Different races, but their pupils dilated in the same way; Lucia's reaction was understandable, while Freya was reluctant because she always had to suppress the urge to use purification magic when facing ghost-like creatures.

But the seriousness of the decision-maker shattered their little hopes:

"Do I look like I'm joking to you?"

The person in question turned his head, his lips slightly pursed and his eyes focused. The two realized how serious he was at the moment.

As long as it wasn't in an environment like a slaughterhouse, Wang Xiaole had a considerable decision-making power, being able to make decisions at least five times out of ten.

And what about Freya, who opposed it the most? It wouldn't be easy to make her comply.

Don't forget, Wang Xiaole had a "hostage" in his hands.

"Don't want a few boxes of cream puffs? I don't mind eating them all in front of you," he said.

"You, despicable!"

Freya stuck out her tongue.

Wang Xiaole held the opposite sex in his hands, but only threatened to play together, never making excessive demands. It was hard to say whether he was "despicable" or "honest."

"I have an idea!"

A cheerful voice echoed in the room, and Florra knew what she needed. There was a multiplayer game that required no props, was thrilling, and could be played in the entire abandoned mansion.

"Let's play hide-and-seek."

Hide-and-seek, known as "catching ghosts" in some areas. Playing this game in a dim, abandoned mansion did create a strong atmosphere.

But even though Florra was a ghost, she didn't want to be a "ghost." The player who was caught should be avoided.

According to Florra's plan:

"The three of you will be the 'ghosts,' and after I count down from thirty, I will be responsible for catching each of you."

Anyone other than the ghosts had to hide within the specified time. The entire mansion could be a hiding place, and once caught, they were out of the game.

What a good material for a ghost story, but Wang Xiaole turned it into a game.

Now, even if Lucia wanted to refuse, it was too late.

Florra immediately immersed herself in the game, burying her pale face in the softness of the sofa, covering her eyes with the back of her hand, counting down at a steady pace:

"Thirty, twenty-nine, twenty-eight..."

"Let's hide ourselves and be careful not to be caught. The losers of this kind of game are usually punished!" Wang Xiaole's feet were surrounded by a blue magical halo that had an acceleration effect. After giving his warning, he immediately leaped up and jumped onto the railing of the second floor, three meters high, and quickly disappeared to a certain place on this floor at an extraordinary speed.

With the countdown at twenty seconds, Freya couldn't afford to be slow anymore. She rolled up a dark blanket on the ground and draped it around her body, adding a layer of "protective color."

After adding the "protective color" to herself, she quickly rolled along the floor towards one side. After a few blinks, it was no longer clear where she had gone.

Now it was a situation where everyone showed their talents. The shocked expression on Lucia's fan exposed her true thoughts hiding beneath her calm face.

For the sake of concealment, she couldn't go up to the second floor; otherwise, it would easily expose her lover.

Before this, if she had paid close attention, she would know exactly where the goddess had rolled to. She could have followed the escape trajectory and tried to betray her teammates as quickly as possible.

"It's a pity I couldn't see where she rolled to. There's no choice but to find a place to hide myself!"

Countdown to the final moment:

"Ten, nine, eight, seven..."

As the saying goes, "the most dangerous place is the safest". Lucia thought of this and decided to hide on the first floor.

Anyone who has played survival games knows very well:

Before the countdown on the computer screen ends, the character you play must quickly find a place to hide from a few limited choices.

What was left for Lucia were all classic options:

Bathroom, kitchen, and bedroom.

The first one had to be eliminated instantly. Have you not seen that a considerable portion of horror stories happen in bathrooms? People who hide in there are either quickly discovered by pursuers or caught red-handed by the "stuff" in the bathroom.

What about the kitchen option?

First, it was not a small space. Second, there were various weapons like knives, spatulas, and rolling pins there. Even if discovered, you could still fight back.

But unfortunately, it wouldn't work!

Lucia was participating in something entirely different. It wasn't a fighting game, so there was no hope of winning by depleting the enemy's health bar. She was only allowed to hide.

In the absence of the need for various weapons, what good was the kitchen?

After hiding in there, she couldn't just hide in the refrigerator, right?

Besides:

What if Flora got hungry and went to the kitchen for food right after the countdown ended? Wouldn't Lucia be exposed in an instant?

Now there was only one possibility left.

Lucia glanced at the bedroom door. In the critical moment with less than three seconds left on the countdown, she jumped a few times and reflexively hid in the closet.

"I finished counting, have you all hidden? I'm coming to catch you."

Flora's first reaction when she opened her eyes was that her stomach was uncomfortable due to excessive nervousness. In the past, she would have gone to the kitchen to eat something, but not now because she didn't have a real body.

Since she didn't have to eat anything, why would she go to the kitchen?

In fact, it had been ten full years since Flora had been to that place.

Lucia didn't realize this just now. If she had been given more time, she would have surely noticed that the kitchen was the safest place because Flora would never go there.

It's a pity that each person only has one chance to make a choice.

Next, the game of hide-and-seek was about to begin.

"The most dangerous place is the safest place." Flora noticed this and didn't rush to the second floor or the courtyard. Instead, she went to a certain place on the first floor.

She made a choice and decided to go to the bedroom first. If she couldn't find anything here, she would go to the bathroom.

When Lucia, hidden in the closet, heard someone opening the door, she couldn't help but cover her mouth and nose with her hands and breathe as quietly as possible. The Demon Lord didn't think this was just a game, but treated everything she encountered as the most real escape.

The footsteps gradually approached. Flora couldn't produce any sound, but her shoes were making noise. Why was she wearing shoes when she was a ghost?

Only one thing can be said, this is an unsolvable mystery.

"Strange, why can't I find her anywhere? Is she not in the bedroom?"

The bed, inside the covers, even behind the curtains, all these places were carefully searched;

Flora overlooked the wardrobe, in the end, she was defeated by the fact that she had never played an online game before;

Players who have played games of this genre understand:

If you only have one life in the game, then that life must surely be given by the wardrobe!