Terror Is Coming? No Matter What, My Contract Has No Upper Limit

[The arrival of horror + no heroine + strange stories about rules] Alias: Weird Recovery: I am more terrifying than weird At first, everyone thought it was just an ordinary red rain, until the sun was quietly replaced by a black moon, and ghost books exuding rancid softness crawled onto their arms... The sun no longer rises, and the night becomes boundless. No one knows when the day will end. There are figures floating in the night, with a faint smell of blood and putrefaction. There is only boundless death and fear, wrapping everyone, and desperate screams day after day. The era of recovery that everyone talked about has not come, and terror has come, but fortunately there is still a glimmer of hope. As the owner of the ghost book in human skin, those who survive the terror can contract a soul to be called a ghost servant. But even so, death is not the end, but just when everyone is struggling to survive. Li Nan crossed his legs, holding melon seeds in his hands, cracking them loudly, with a look of contempt on his face: "Terror is coming? A strange revival? Hey, it doesn't matter, my contract has no upper limit." As he finished speaking, countless twisted figures appeared at Li Nan's feet, crawling at his feet. How could they look like ghosts? Then he is obviously a devout believer, right? Ghost Book in Human Skin: "Who am I? Where am I?" Everyone: "Boss, save me!!!"