Chapter 2 Castle Night

Lucky?

Wen Shi didn't deliberately lower his voice when he said this.

The three players were silent one after another, realizing that his calmness might not be due to his excellent psychological quality, but rather a mental problem.

This idea is not limited to them, most of the people who have interacted with Wen Shi will have a similar evaluation: they have a weird temper, they don't fit in with others, and even their jokes are different from others.

Wen Shi didn't have time to pay attention to other people's expressions, and the cold notification sound was not over yet:

"Reminder, the fewer players in the copy, the lower the difficulty of the game."

"Please note that the game prohibits killing each other between players."

"Please note that players cannot kill people in the dungeon, please accurately distinguish all existing identities."

The first two seem contradictory at first glance, and the second and third repeat.But if you think about it carefully, the first rule is almost an iron rule, and the last two are a bit intriguing.

"What do you think of this dinner?" The owner of the castle spoke again, interrupting Wen Shi's thinking.

When the gloomy face assumed a warm and hospitable expression, it was more like a monster crawling from hell.

There were only a few people sitting on the long table, but the empty seats were filled with plates and food.Grilled chicken, foie gras, red wine... all kinds of aromas are intertwined, making people feel hungry.

Except for Wen Shi who just arrived, the players looked very bad, their clothes were wrinkled, and almost everyone had injuries on their bodies.

It is always right to say good things, Wen Shi hardly hesitated, and opened his mouth and said: "Every dish is impeccable, I can hardly describe how good they are, seeing these meals, I found that I used to eat them like nothing else.Rubbish.

Wen Shi did not forget to emphasize again: "They are perfect like a work of art, and I absolutely don't have the heart to destroy them."

The previous is nonsense, the last sentence is the key.

Who knows that there is no poison in the food. When the situation is uncertain, he would rather be hungry than touch the knife and fork on the dining table.

The exaggerated words made the other three players present look at him more.

After the initial daze of the owner of the castle, he seemed to be deeply pleased by Wen Shi's words: "Yes, I am a person who pursues perfection. The most perfect food, the most perfect artwork, and, the most perfect bride."

His gaze was deeply intoxicated.

On the contrary, the faces of the players are very ugly, especially Exiu, they have already had a shadow on the statement [the most perfect bride].

As the person appointed to find the bride, Exiu still has no idea about the mission.

The smile and killing intent in the eyes of the owner of the castle were mixed together, condensed in the goblet.With a flick of his wrist, he got up and shook the unknown red liquid in the cup, making a gesture of toasting.

Exiu moved his lips and mouthed something quickly to the other two players, because he lowered his head slightly, as if he was talking to himself, Wen Shi didn't understand lip language, and when he noticed the other players clinking glasses,The cup wall will deliberately be inferior to the owner of the castle. He followed suit and made a humble gesture when toasting.

Under the gaze of the owner of the castle, Wen Shi also took a sip seeing that everyone else had drunk.

It wasn't the smell of red wine, it contained a faint stench, but it wasn't the smell of blood either. From the corner of the eye, saw the smile on the corner of the thin man's mouth, and an ominous premonition rose in heart.

After drinking a glass of wine, the owner of the castle elegantly cut the steak to medium rare. He ate very fast and wiped his mouth after eating. The silk veil was stained with some steak blood.

After the meal was over, the owner of the castle looked at Wen Shi again: "It's too late today, so stay here."

Wen Shi watched his leaving back, and boldly asked, "Which room?"

It was getting late now, there was no way to survive if he went out, so he could only stay here overnight.

The owner of the castle turned sideways, his cheeks were extremely gloomy in the dark corridor: "Only the second floor can live, you can do whatever you want."

As soon as he left, the pressure in the dining room was much less.

The thin man introduced himself first and said, "Hi, my name is Exiu."

"Edwin: Your old friend, after the party half a month ago, you visited the gallery together, where you met the owner of the castle by chance."

When the notification sound came out, Wen Shi was taken aback, and soon realized that this was the identity of the character played by the player. Obviously, Exiu had no intention of playing the role of the game seriously.

He can't act alone.

Wen Shi also gave up role-playing and introduced himself, "Pei Wenwei."

"You must have a lot of questions, and I can answer them for you." Exiu's mood seemed to improve a bit, and his tolerance returned.

He knew what questions to ask as a rookie.

where is thisHow to leave?Why am I being pulled in and so on.

Wen Shi asked, "Is that glass of wine undrinkable just now?"

One sentence was like a blockbuster, Exiu's expression couldn't be controlled for a moment, and the short gaffe had already revealed the answer.

Seeing this, Wen Shi pursed his lips. He was sure that these people had drunk, but they might have a way to deal with it, and he was different.

"Thank you for your answer." Wen Shi took the initiative to end the topic.

He didn't continue to ask, who knows if the other party will mislead him on key issues.

Exiu gave him a deep look and left the dining room.

The other two players also stood up one after another. Earlier, Exiu promised to trade items and points to them as long as he cooperated with him to lure the newcomer to drink. Now it's time for the other party to cash in.

Before leaving, the female player said: "The owner of the castle is looking for the perfect bride. If he can't find it, he will kill the player he is looking for. However, if there is a funeral, his plan to choose a bride will be postponed by one day."

"Ann, your old friend, after the party half a month ago, you visited the gallery together, where you met the owner of the castle by chance."

Wen Shi frowned slightly.

He didn't think that the other party was kindly reminding her that if she was really kind, she would not cooperate with Exiu's plan. She seemed to be intentionally trying to bring hatred to Exiu, so as to provoke herself to go to Exiu to die together.

The game does not allow cannibalism, in other words, this is wishing to die faster.

In a blink of an eye, he was the only one left in the dining room, and the surrounding was quiet, Wen Shi gently rubbed the table with his fingertips.

live.

start a business.

Do good every day.

Make at least one friend before the age of twenty-three.

This was something he had promised to someone, and whenever Wen Shi was upset, his mind would repeatedly think about the agreement that needed to be kept.

Originally thought that the last two were the most troublesome, but now he would need to work hard to do the first.

That man named Exiu looked at himself like he was looking at a dead person before he left, and Wen Shi already had a premonition that drinking that glass of wine would cause a lot of trouble.

He calmed down and thought about the countermeasures. If all the ways of life were blocked, then the game would have no meaning of existence. There must be some way to deal with the next crisis.

The prompt sounded again at this time:

"Newcomer skill missions open:

Optional task 1: Sit alone in a restaurant at midnight and drink a glass of red wine (you have already had a glass, so it doesn’t matter if you have another glass)

Optional task 2: sleep (please close your eyes when it is dark, be sure to close your eyes for 12 hours)

After completing any mission, the skill can be activated (after the round is over, the damage received during the round will be automatically restored)”

"Your 2B lucky value has played a role. Do you want to upgrade the ordinary skill task to the advanced skill task?"

Wen Shi pursed his lips tightly, first said that he would recover from injuries during the session, and then asked if he wanted to upgrade the difficulty of the task, as if he had purposely reassured him and wanted him to choose to upgrade.

The words in the game are all ambiguous, such as not being able to kill each other, but giving the benefit of eliminating each other; like now, the premise of recovering from an injury is the end of the game, how can it be considered as the end?Is it just for completing tasks?

"The countdown starts. After ten seconds, the default player will give up the upgrade task. Ten, nine, eight..."

At the last second, Wen Shi closed his eyes: "Sheng!"

Starve the timid to death the bold, some dangers are worth taking.

"The player chooses to upgrade the difficulty of the mission, the mission is being updated——"

"Advanced skill missions open:

Optional task 1: Sitting alone in a restaurant at midnight and blowing on the bottle (you have already drank a glass of red wine, so it doesn’t matter if you blow another bottle)

Optional task 2: sleep (as a person who loves cleanliness, should take a bath and go to sleep for twelve hours)

Complete any mission to activate advanced skills (after the round ends, the damage received during the round will be automatically recovered)"

"Task one." Wen Shi didn't hesitate this time.

You need to close your eyes to sleep, the uncertainty is too great, you can't close your eyes when you run away?What's more, you have to take a bath, what should you do if you are in danger?Running naked?

"The bottle blowing task has been started for you, good luck."

The beep finally stopped, Wen Shi's scalp was numb when it was talking in his mind.

A cuckoo clock on the wall showed seven minutes to zero.

Wen Shi sat down in the restaurant again, and there was an extra bottle of unopened red wine on the table.He opened the bottle first, then grabbed the bottle with his fingers, fixed his eyes on the wall clock on the wall, and waited for the mission time to arrive.

The coldness of the bottle body helps to calm down, Wen Shi's palm completely covered it, and after a while, he suddenly put it near the tip of his nose and sniffed.

Like the previous glass, this bottle of wine also has a slightly pungent smell, but it is stronger, a bit like gasoline, but much fresher than gasoline.

Wen Shi always felt that this smell was very familiar, but he couldn't tell. The taste of red wine itself diluted most of the strange smell.

The seconds are turning towards the final lap.

Finally, the small wooden door directly above popped open, and the cuckoo popped out. It didn't make a traditional cooing sound, as if it had been strangled by the throat, and the sound was particularly shrill.

Amidst the ear-piercing screams, Wen Shi began to drink heavily.

A liquid that is several times harder to drink than normal red wine enters the throat.

Wen Shi's Adam's apple rolled crazily, and he drank a third of a bottle of wine in no time. He didn't dare to close his eyes, and looked at every corner from the corner of his eye.

The huge crystal chandelier above the dining table suddenly shook, and the tassel-like lamps made a rattling sound. The visibility of the light in the dining room suddenly decreased, and the red walls dimmed into scarlet.

Wen Shi had no other choice, and he desperately drank the rest in the weird atmosphere.

Even if he drank a bottle of mineral water, he would feel uncomfortable, let alone a bottle of red wine with a strange taste in one breath. Wen Shi tried his best to suppress the urge to feel sick, and gritted his teeth hard to prevent himself from spitting it out.

After waiting for half a minute, didn't hear any notification that the skill task was completed.At the same time, the temperature in the dining room was still dropping. Wen Shi put down the sleeves of his rolled up T-shirt and cursed in a low voice:

"Dog games."

He knew it wasn't that easy.

The wall of the cup was covered with a layer of frost. After a sizzling sound, the crystal lamp stopped, and the dining room was completely dark.

A faint light from the corridor seeped in, but the dining room was too large to be of much use.Wen Shi's breathing was tight, and a dark shadow appeared on the opposite side of the dining table at some point.

A vague silhouette, neither human nor beast, floated on the chair in a contorted pose.Cold sweat rolled down Wen Shi's forehead, and he just stared at the black shadow, just when his eyes were a little sour, the black shadow opposite him suddenly disappeared.

Illusion?

No, he didn't even bat an eye, he was pretty sure he read it right.

Window sill, chandelier...Wen Shi held his breath, and with the only blurred light, swept to other corners of the dining room, there was none, where did that black shadow go?

The chill ran down his ankles, and it felt like being wrapped in a snake.

Frankly speaking, he is more afraid of snakes than ghosts.

Wen Shi lifted the tablecloth slightly stiffly, lowered his head while his heart was pounding, he could barely see his legs, nothing was entangled on them.

"Huh——" Wen Shi breathed a sigh of relief, and the chill didn't decrease but increased before he finished his breath.

"Huh—" Almost at the same time, someone blew gently on Wen Shi's slender neck.

The source of the air-conditioning was not from under the table, something like a lint pierced the skin.

Wen Shi realized something, he held the silver spoon on the table calmly, pointed it at the direction where the light from the corridor came in, and turned it slightly.

The protruding side infinitely magnifies the scene behind him: a skinny woman is standing behind with her neck tilted, her head is almost buried in his neck, the distance is too close, and the reflection of the silver spoon keeps enlarging that face.

Wen Shi silently put down the spoon, was silent for a while and said: "Darling, I promise others that I will make a friend before the age of twenty-three."

The thin woman's skin peeled off like a wall. She seemed to be able to understand people's words. Before the killing intent boiled, she didn't hear Wen Shi calling for help in fear, and her movements froze slightly.

"But I hope it's a person!"

After Wen Shi finished speaking, he grabbed the tablecloth and threw it backwards. He rushed out immediately. He admired himself a little. With his legs weak, he ran at the fastest speed in his life.