Survive in the Dormitory, Lie Down and Become Strong, Leading the School Beauty in Black Stockings

[Ghost Dormitory + Lying Down and Development + Multiple Female Hosts + Survival + Tower Defense] The fog engulfed the world, and Jiangnan University was dragged into the death arena of the ghost game. While everyone was running frantically for their lives and desperately searching for supplies, Jiang Yao discovered with a look of despair that he was forcibly bound to the identity of "Magic Box Experience Officer". This identity has a fatal rule: the harder you work, the faster you will die; only by lying flat can you unlock high-value props. So he could only watch others fighting fierce ghosts, while he was forced to lie down on the luxurious bed. The school beauty was desperate and begged him to take her in. Susan, the cold-faced foreign language school beauty with black stockings and long legs; Ye Zhi, the sexy and coquettish beauty, begged to be taken in. Jiang Yao lay lazily on the chair: "You can live here if you want, but there is a requirement: you must lie down here." Susan and Ye Zhi: "...?" Soon, they discovered that after living here, they had nothing to worry about eating and drinking, and they didn't have to do anything except lie down without opening their eyes every day. As the number of tenants increases, the number of magic boxes increases; the flatter they lie, the higher the level of props they produce. While other players were dying in the sea of ​​​​blood in the mountain of corpses, in Jiang Yao's rental house, the three of them were worrying about the table full of legendary costumes. "Who is going to wear this pair of legendary phantom eyes? I drew three pairs, and there are still two solar bracelets that I have no place to put." Jiang Yao sighed and continued to lie down: "If it doesn't work, just hang up." The other players witnessed his extravagant troubles and were so angry that they vomited blood on the spot. And above the sky, the blood pupils of the King of Fierce Ghosts slowly opened, locking onto an aura that made even him feel scared. That smell was coming from the trash can outside Jiang Yao's house