"I just touched several," Deng Puyue said dejectedly, "but there were no doors, only railings, so I just... holy crap!"
Suddenly, a woman appeared at the end of the road and slowly walked towards them.
A gust of wind blew by, scattering the jacaranda blossoms in the air. The woman approached, and before she could speak, the four of them instinctively took a step back.
woman:"……"
Bullet comments:
- Hahahahahahahahahahahaha, oh my god, I'm scared!
-This is clearly a chaotic scene, so why is everything so orderly right now?!
-Wow, what a beautiful NPC! If it were me, I would have pounced on her too. There's reason to suspect the sexual orientations of these four people...
- It's a bit crooked.
Shan Yu was the first to react, clearing her throat lightly: "Miss, what do you say?"
The black-box testing has entered its third week, and multiplayer dungeons are now rated from three to five stars.
The rating system will not be officially released until the test ends. After the test, the rating will be determined based on a comprehensive evaluation, taking into account factors such as player success rate, completion time, and feedback reports from senior testers. Overall, the current dungeons should be more difficult and have a more complex storyline than previous ones.
For example, this NPC has more intelligence than the little king and can communicate more naturally.
"I would like to ask you for a favor; I forgot something important."
"What's up?"
"I once loved someone, but my memory is blank. I want to find my past."
The woman was very young and had an East Asian appearance. Her slightly droopy eyes made her look innocent and pitiful.
People from the East are often said to have used a time-freezing technique, making it impossible to tell their age, but the woman in front of me has an even more mysterious aura.
She said she had once been in love, her tone weary. She wore a beige knit sweater and a black long skirt, her attire leaning towards a mature style. But looking at her face alone, she could easily pass for someone under twenty.
"How can we get back to the past?" Shan Yu continued to ask.
The woman lowered her head slightly: "I don't know..."
"Is this your home?" Wen Zheng suddenly asked.
The woman's eyes lit up as she looked at the villa with its blue sheets fluttering in the breeze. She nodded lightly and said, "Yes, I remember now, this is my home."
As soon as he finished speaking, the iron fence rumbled loudly, like a mechanism made of building blocks. After each small part flipped, the originally smooth iron fence turned into an intricately carved iron gate that could be pushed open with a hand.
Deng Puyue breathed a sigh of relief: "Finally, we have somewhere to go! This maze-like street is even more eerie than a simple locked room..."
He was about to push the door open when the king grabbed the back of his collar.
The king frowned and asked the woman, "How can we help you find your memories? What are the benefits if we do?"
The woman thought for a moment: "The person I loved had a diary, which is scattered around the house. If you find it, it will help me remember things..."
"Benefits," the king emphasized again.
"...If you find out about my past, you can leave my house?" The woman tilted her head.
Although they didn't get any more information, Deng Puyue and the King were quite pleased to have received the information from the diary. They treated the NPC like a toy, teasing him over and over again.
Wen Zheng pushed open the door: "There's a diary, I remember, come in quickly."
Shan Yu caught up first, smiling as she said to the two people at the door, "It's alright. She said 'scattered diaries,' which means the diaries are everywhere and will be easy to find. Once we find one, we'll know there are others, and even if we don't ask, it won't affect the game's progress."
The king's face immediately darkened, and he stared fiercely at Shan Yu's back as if he wanted to tear him in two.
Deng Puyue felt a chilly aura and silently took a step back.
Bullet comments:
-Stimulate.
- Is this about to escalate into a fight?
Mingzhu! Tear him apart! Go for it! I support you!
-Someone was perfectly fine, but had to spoil the mood. I've noticed that eels are becoming less and less endearing; I never really thought so before.
-What's wrong? He's always been the master of solving mysteries, is he wrong? It's just a diary, you'll definitely see it once you go in. Why waste time at the door, dawdling around, is that interesting?
-...Moderator! Moderator, come out and mute this user!
I also request that moderators ban all users! Remove everyone who praises the eel and criticizes the king!
- Hahaha, what's going on? Why are people who criticize the king also being attacked?
- I don't know why, but seeing Mingzhu get a clue and her trying so hard to suppress her little bit of pride was kind of cute.
-……
Wen Zheng, unaware of their argument, had already entered the villa.
This is a very ordinary house. It is not large in size, and the furnishings inside are also very ordinary and even old.
Purple floral curtains, wooden tables and chairs, several potted succulents on the sunny windowsill of the living room, and some tools for watering and shoveling soil nearby.
It must have been carefully tended by the owner; it's a home with a great sense of life.
The living room is connected by two doors, one leading to the kitchen and the other to the game room, both of which can be opened. There is also a staircase against the wall that leads directly to the second floor.
Wen Zheng went upstairs first, only to find an invisible barrier preventing him from taking another step. There must be some crucial clue downstairs; only after finding it could he go upstairs to explore, just like with that woman—the villa would only open if the method of probing was correct.
When they came downstairs, the other three were already standing in the living room. Shan Yu was chuckling on the left, Da Wang had a sour look on his face on the right, and Deng Puyue was caught in the middle, unable to move forward or backward. When she saw Wen Zheng, she quickly rushed over and followed behind him, determined to finish making the pendant.
Wen Zheng was speechless for a moment, then realized that it was his own fault for letting the King into the team that led to this situation. He could only assign tasks: "How about this, let's split up and take a look first."
"We can't go upstairs, but there are three rooms downstairs. There's the Mountain Rain Living Room, the King's Kitchen, and Xiaoyu and I are going to the game room, which has a lot of stuff."
"I'm not going to the kitchen." The king said irritably, "Why should I go to the kitchen? I'm not going."
Wen Zheng took a deep breath: "...Then where do you want to go?"
The living room was Shan Yu's territory, and without hesitation, the king said decisively, "The game room."
Deng Puyue had a strange expression on her face. She covered her mouth, turned her back, and muttered to herself, probably complaining to the viewers in her live stream.
Three seconds later he turned around, beaming: "Okay! I'll go to the kitchen! You two get along well, and don't fight!"
Wen Zheng: "..." He originally wanted to say that he would go to the kitchen, but then he thought it wouldn't make a difference, so he nodded.
Thinking about it carefully, it's probably better if Your Majesty comes with me, so that my search won't be as if I didn't do anything at all.
Wen Zheng thought with considerable self-awareness.
They split into three groups and searched independently. Just as they stepped into the game room, the King suddenly stood up straight and strode towards the center of the room.
"Swing." He reached out and fiddled with the ropes, and the swing swayed back and forth, and he stared at it.
Like the living room, the playroom faced the sun, with gray-brown wooden floors. It was very clean and twice the size of the outer room. Wen Zheng inexplicably felt that this place was suitable for children to run around and play, swing on the swings, and build blocks.
But the woman outside said she wanted to find someone she had loved, so the main storyline of this instance should be the woman's love story.
But why would there be a room like this? Could it be that the woman, who looks quite young, already has a child with the male protagonist?
Wen Zheng thought silently for a while, then stared at the king for a while before closing his eyes.
"Sit down if you want, or do you want me to push you around?"
Your Majesty: "..."
Author's Note: The four of them retreated in unison: Monster!
Chapter 29
The viewers in the live chat had a good laugh, and soon started giving the king a new nickname.
-Wang Dangdang, so cute.
Who wouldn't want to swing on a swing? I support Wang Dangdang! I just don't know how someone who's 1.9 meters tall will position his legs.
-Holy crap, Z went up first!
-Oh my god, Wang Dangdangdang is finished, Zhang Dangdangdang is finished.
What's Zhang?! Don't call me that!
This interruption meant that, before the king had even moved, Wen Zheng had already sat on the swing.
Since it's meant for children, their long legs had nowhere to go, so they tucked in awkwardly, their heels resting on the edge of the board.
"Help me push." Wen Zheng looked up behind him and said, "Push."
Bei Sining was momentarily lost in thought.
From this angle, he could see Wen Zheng's long eyelashes, the elongated line of his neck, and his collarbone through his t-shirt. The silver chain adorning his chest constantly reminded him that this unfamiliar man was the same handsome young man who had saved him.
When he entered the new illusion and was at a loss, it was him who called him to get in the car; it was him who impatiently cursed; it was him who told him to get out; and it was him who saved him not long after.
He taught him to ride a motorcycle, fed him "chocolate," knocked him down with an unknown weapon, and always stood in front of him when danger struck.
Despite his apparent indifference towards the illusion, he was the one who clung tightly to the illusory figure about to fall.
His name is Wen Zheng.
This person knew nothing, could not sense his demonic aura, did not understand his power, and was unaware of the astonishing value of a single hair, a piece of flesh, a bone, or a drop of blood from the Fate-Bearing Cat. Even so, he was still very kind to him.
Was it sympathy or pity for the weak? If he knew his true identity, would he still be so selfless?
This is a human being.
Even in a different world, we are still human.
Bei Sining's eyes flashed with a dark undercurrent as she stared at Wen Zheng's neck, as if trying to see a flower bloom beneath it. The subtle killing intent that she revealed made Wen Zheng frown slightly. He quickly regained his composure, forcefully pushed away the swing Wen Zheng was sitting on, and moved to the side.
The swing was pushed to a 60-degree angle, and Wen Zheng stood up, holding onto one of the ropes with his left hand and reaching for something on the swing axle with his right foot.
It was a piece of paper. Wen Zheng grabbed a corner, pulled it out forcefully, and jumped down as the swing swung.
"Diary." Wen Zheng flicked the paper and asked the king, "Do you want to read the diary, or do you want to swing on the swing?"
The king's expression was strange. Wen Zheng had long known that his emotional fluctuations were inexplicable, so he didn't ask any more questions: "If you want to sit, then sit. Didn't you say that you are not hypocritical and that you are very open and honest?"
The king himself had said those words, so there was no room for rebuttal. But he was still unhappy. He pursed his lips for a while, but ultimately didn't sit down. Instead, he went to rummage through the cabinet next to him.