Chapter 47
Chapter 47
[FEED ME! FEED ME!!-]
[Family!! Open the granary!!! Release the rations!!!]
[Holy shit, this food is so damn fragrant, it’s killing me!!!]
[You guys! Keep going!! I’ll block the NPCs for you!! Keep cooking!!!]
[I’ll block the closet door! My ship must not lose to an NPC!!]
[Are these Fujoshi insane?? We’re in a survival game right now!]
[What! How did you know I’m insane?! Yes, I have the ‘I’ll die if I don’t see them do it’ disease!!-]
The above Danmu were from Rao Lin and Song Zhu’s Live Stream Room.
As for the main subjects’ Live Stream Room-
[Even if it’s an act! STILL!! Just look at that ravished appearance!! Half-Immortal is the bottom!!!]
[Narcissus is real!!!]
[No!! I’m shipping Incest!!]
[Next time, next time I want to see you guys actually kiss, no more faking it!!]
[Ning Wang, why are you acting? Why not just be bold and kiss him? Is Ning Shuo not as important as that NPC? Is Ning Shuo’s personal charm not enough?!!!]
Upon seeing the NPC being held back by Rao Lin and the others, Ning Wang’s reaction was lightning-fast. Without hesitation, he grabbed Ning Shuo and rolled across the floor, cushioning Ning Shuo’s fall with his own body before pinning him down forcefully.
Seeing Ning Shuo’s eyes widen, Ning Wang brushed his thumb against his lips. Ning Shuo tilted his head to dodge, but Ning Wang whispered in a low voice, “Don’t move. Just play along.”
In that split second, Ning Shuo caught his drift. Pressing his lips tight, he said, “I’ll do it myself.”
He rubbed his own lips until they were red, then licked them, making them appear glistening and moist.
Ning Wang rubbed his own eyes; while it wasn’t enough to look truly overcome with passion, it was sufficient to fool an NPC.
[Heh, you can tell he’s a total pro at acting innocent.]
[Ning Wang? Who told you that only one person gets red lips when kissing?? How the hell is Half-Immortal supposed to kiss alone?? Kiss the air?!!]
The Manservant froze when he saw them like this.
As if he hadn’t realized these two guests had such personas, his mouth twitched. Ning Shuo looked at him with watery eyes. “Does the King believe that love violates any taboos?”
“It… it doesn’t violate the rules, but you two men…”
“Does the King discriminate against two men being in love?”
The NPC couldn’t blush, but the awkwardness on his face was obvious to anyone. “The thinking within the Ancient Castle isn’t that closed-minded…”
“As I thought. I knew the King wouldn’t mind.”
The Manservant stood there, stunned and at a loss. Ning Wang tilted his head to look at him. “Is this gentleman not leaving yet? Or do you have a preference for watching others get intimate?”
As he spoke, he pressed Ning Shuo down further. Ning Shuo’s hand rested on his shoulder, appearing to cling to him, but in reality, he was pushing back.
He smiled, the words squeezed out from his throat: “Kid, you try going a little lower and see what happens.”
Using the same face as his, Ning Wang laughed somewhat recklessly. He whispered, “Is Brother scared?”
Sometimes, emotion triumphs over logic.
Especially when the one provoking those emotions was, essentially, himself.
With eyes curved in a smile, Ning Shuo pulled Ning Wang down toward him. “How could I be?”
“You two,” a voice came from above. Ning Shuo looked up and met Rao Lin’s playful gaze. “Continuing?”
The two of them had been lying there in such an ambiguous position that they hadn’t even noticed the NPC, feeling completely out of place, had hurriedly left after placing the clothes by the bed.
Ning Wang stood up and reached out a hand to pull Ning Shuo up.
Rao Lin stood to the side, drawing out his words. “I didn’t expect the rumors to be true-”
Ning Shuo didn’t catch on. “What rumors?”
“Narcissus.”
Ning Shuo: “…”
Ning Shuo said helplessly, “It’s nothing like that.”
He pointed at Ning Wang’s face, then at his own. “Would you fall for your own face?”
Before Rao Lin could speak, Ning Shuo answered his own question: “Actually, I would. A face this handsome-I fall for it every time I see it.”
[I declare!! This is a confession scene!!]
[Food! Food!! So much food-!!]
[!!! I just finished flaming those Fujoshi for you!]
[Fuck, I’m not a Fujoshi and I don’t ship this! But this… a live confession?]
[Damn it, I don’t want to be lumped in with those Fujoshi at all.]
[Fuck this, I’m unfollowing.]
[To the person above, go ahead and unfollow. I still quite like him, I’ll try my best to accept it.]
[Brother! You have good taste!!]
Rao Lin thought to himself, *You’re just straight-up insane.* He gave a meaningful look to Ning Wang, who seemingly wasn’t suffering from unrequited love, and then steered the conversation away. “What did you see outside?”
Ning Shuo: “No different from dusk. It’s probably like this all night.”
“There’s definitely something wrong with the sky during the day, otherwise the window eaves wouldn’t be designed like that. If we can’t find anything at night, we’ll look for another chance during the day.”
The bell rang, and Rao Lin and his partner headed back to their own room. As they left, Rao Lin gave them a meaningful look. “Young people shouldn’t be so restless.”
Ning Wang: “Is Willow suddenly so pure and heart-cleansed?”
Ning Shuo shot him a glance.
*Stealing my lines.*
With Ning Wang’s serious expression, one couldn’t tell at all that he was merely mocking Willow’s unsolicited advice. Rao Lin, however, felt a sense of realization: *These two really are like the same person.*
So, could what Ning Wang said be exactly what Ning Shuo wanted to say?
And Ning Shuo had mentioned “malicious spirits.”
Rao Lin hurriedly led Song Zhu outside. “I already have a spouse, so I won’t trouble you two.”
The two left in the room looked at each other, feeling inexplicably awkward.
But then again, they were technically the same person, so there wasn’t much to be embarrassed about.
Ning Shuo said nonchalantly, “Let’s get some sleep first.”
At nine-thirty, the lights in the Ancient Castle went out, and everything was shrouded in darkness.
Darkness always brings a sense of insecurity, as it did for Li Ge.
Li Ge, code-named Yan Yue, had been pulled into this System a year ago.
He had entered a total of twelve Scripts; this was his thirteenth.
His frequency of entering Scripts wasn’t particularly high.
Still, only one person had died on the first day, which seemed like a low mortality rate for a high-level Script.
Now, there were only twelve Players left, just enough to pair up as roommates so they could look out for one another.
When there were thirteen people, someone had been left without a partner. Unfortunately, that person was Li Ge.
It was clearly Zhang Qicheng who had caused them to lose points, yet because Zhang Qicheng had acquaintances, Li Ge was the one who ended up alone.
It was truly unfair.
Li Ge had been quite scared until he saw Zhang Qicheng’s corpse. At that moment, his first reaction was: *Great.*
With Zhang Qicheng dead, there were twelve people; he wouldn’t be the one left alone anymore.
Xiang Henian, who had originally shared a room with Zhang Qicheng, became his roommate. Perhaps because his friend had died, Xiang Henian seemed to be in a bad mood.
However, according to what that guy named Qi Yang said, if Xiang Henian really had such a fierce argument with Zhang Qicheng right before he died, who knew if his emotions were just a case of the fox mourning the death of the rabbit.
Li Ge did not sleep soundly amidst his swirling thoughts. But as he drifted off, he suddenly caught a pleasant scent, like the roses he had smelled that afternoon.
The fragrance of flowers was coming from his left.
Xiang Henian had spent a long time in the rose fields tonight. Was it on him?
The floral scent was soothing, and Li Ge’s thoughts grew calmer and calmer. Just as he was about to fall fast asleep, he heard Xiang Henian call out to him, “Hey, wake up.”
Nearly asleep, Li Ge gave a soft hum in response.
Xiang Henian’s voice, along with the floral scent, entwined around him. “What is your name?”
Li Ge felt his nerves being soothed by the fragrance. Moreover, since he didn’t enter Scripts often, he usually used his real name when communicating with others, whether in the Rest Area or within a Script. “…My name is Li Ge.”
The moment the name left his lips, the soothing floral scent seemed to pause as if it had physical substance.
With that pause, Li Ge’s mind suddenly jolted awake.
…Xiang Henian wasn’t sleeping on his left.
The hair all over his body stood on end. He snapped his eyes open, only to see a figure standing by his bed in the darkness.
In the faint light within the room, he could even see a grotesque smile on the person’s face.
It was the Castle Master.
The King held a pair of pruning shears used for trimming flower branches. “You really aren’t a good person.”
The half-meter-long shears suddenly plunged down. Blood flowed into the high-quality swan-down quilt, staining the pure white cotton filling red.
***
Early the next morning, just as the two of them had gotten out of bed, there was a knock at the door.
Rao Lin looked frantic. “Teacher Song has a fever.”
The three exchanged glances and, sensing something, rushed to Luo Li and the others’ room.
Qi Yang had just woken up. Dazed, he saw Rao Lin and was about to say that Luo Li was still sleeping, only to see Rao Lin shaking the girl on the bed. “Lolita, wake up!”
Sure enough, Lolita was also sick.
Rao Lin looked at Qi Yang and noticed that Qi Yang’s face was also a bit flushed.
Just then, a scream suddenly erupted from another room. Rao Lin frowned, told Qi Yang to wake Lolita up, and then dashed toward the source of the commotion.
Someone had died last night. Coincidentally, it was the Player sharing a room with Xiang Henian again. Rao Lin remembered his name was Li Ge.
Li Ge’s cause of death couldn’t be said to be the same as Zhang Qicheng’s; it was completely unrelated.
His body was riddled with bloody holes, clearly stabbed by a sharp instrument.
While Zhang Qicheng’s face had been slashed by mirror shards, the words “Evil Person” had been carved into Li Ge’s face, one character on each cheek.
The other Players looked terrified. “Evil Person… does this mean we have to do good deeds?”
“If we don’t do good deeds, will we die like Li Ge… die like this?”
“And Xiang Henian… my god, he’s so scared he peed himself.”
The pungent, acrid smell in the room wouldn’t dissipate. Ning Shuo covered his nose, lowering his eyes to quietly observe the situation in the room.
Xiang Henian was wrapped in a quilt, filled with both embarrassment and terror.
He really couldn’t be blamed.
Anyone who woke up to find the person lying next to them had become a corpse, staring at them with eyes that refused to close, would not be in a good state.
The Butler arrived again with a large entourage. Unlike when he saw Zhang Qicheng’s body, he looked at this corpse with disgust. He even made the Servants put on Gloves before moving the body, his disdain palpable.
The direction the body was carried away was the same as before, but the Players were still not allowed to follow.
Ning Shuo looked strangely at Rao Lin’s somewhat flushed face. “You don’t look right either.”
He took Rao Lin’s pulse. “Don’t you think your own condition is quite poor as well?”