The gardener couldn't hide the horror on his face at all, and barely suppressed the exclamation in his throat that almost blurted out. He stared wide-eyed and watched the young man "walk" in next step surrounded by dolls.

He heard the footman beside him gasping for breath, and he obviously recognized the person in front of him. In fact, he completely understood the horror in the other party's heart. Two days ago, they thought that the young man had already died in the game, and even couldn't help taunting in his heart, even if he was treated differently by the NPC, he finally escaped. Not the fate of death.

I have to say, this thought made the servant's heart feel a lot better. They have all gone through many dungeons in the game, and have long been accustomed to being embarrassed by NPCs. Seeing NPCs is like seeing an executioner. ——How can a young man be petted and protected by those ruthless NPCs, how can he not be conspicuous?

How can you not be noticed?

Because of this, his disappearance did not make the servant feel any sadness, but rather a kind of "overdue" pleasure. Just like a poor man who is impoverished watching the rich second generation fall to the bottom, he will not be touched by the situation.

Instead, he felt some secret joy.

At this moment, the young man's reappearance undoubtedly gave the servant a heavy blow to the head. He stared blankly at the person in front of him, and finally slowly equated him with the young master mentioned by the NPC in his mind.

He is the master.

He - is the young master? !

Their hearts were all stormy, but the NPCs didn't even give them the slightest corner of their eyes. The twins served behind the youth, standing on the left and right, sandwiching the pale youth in the middle.

Their green eyes stared at the master in front of them. Those eyes were focused and fiery, as if hot magma was gurgling up from it. The dolls also stared at him with the same eyes, which gave the gardener a strange illusion - as if the long table covered with white tablecloth was not cakes and dishes, but sitting in the main seat on the youth.

The field fell into a sudden calm due to the arrival of the youth. He clearly should be the titular master here. But the doll and the twins looked at him, but there was not only reverence in their eyes, but also a creepy desire for exclusiveness.

He is a god coveted by believers.

These furry followers, who were far below him, coveted the flesh under his silky cloth, his garter-bound legs that were only slightly exposed, the inside of the tight buttons he fastened Hidden chest, slightly pink fingertips, tightly pursed mouth.

They look from the top down and from the bottom up. If the eyes have a solid, every pore has been touched, they will continue to drill inward, straight into his internal organs, and touch his thin inner wall.

"Master."

One of the twins leaned down gracefully and said softly to the youth, "It's time for you to announce the start."

The young man was awakened and moved his lower lip extremely slowly. He leaned on the high back of the chair, put his snow-white hands on the blood-red napkin, nodded for a long time, and said, "Announce... start."

The gardener immediately sensed what was wrong with the young man.

His face was too pale, and his body seemed to be limp, without the slightest strength. The response to speaking is too slow, not like a normal person, but like being manipulated by twins, rigidly repeating a sentence.

The twins were still beside his ears and whispered, "You should welcome the guests."

The young man followed his words and repeated slowly: "Welcome... guests..."

This was obviously abnormal, and fine sweat was oozing from the gardener's forehead. But the strange guests in the restaurant seemed to be in a happy mood, and they all applauded.

The smiles on the twins' faces grew real. They said, "Then, next, the young master will be asked to blow out the candles for us."

I don't know who extinguished the remaining candles in the restaurant, and only the one on the huge cake in front of the young man was still burning, and the fire was jumping. From the gardener's point of view, the shadows of everyone and the dolls were pulled by the elders, as if they had long black tails like snakes, circling on the ground, stirring them in one place.

The young man's face was flushed red by the firelight. His arms were held by the twins on the left and right, almost propping up this body, and he lowered his head reluctantly and blew heavily.

call

The candles in front of him flickered, but they didn't go out, and two were still burning. The twins showed a trace of worry on their faces, stretched out their hands, and snuffed them out.

Some people say that if the candles on the cake are not blown out at once, it means that some wishes cannot be realized.

It was totally unbearable for them. ——The wish of the young master should naturally come true.

They extinguished the candles and carefully repositioned the young man on the high-backed chair in the darkness. A servant who appeared out of nowhere smiled and re-lighted the candlesticks on the wall, and there was light in the hall again.

The twins said: "The guests have prepared a lot of gifts for you. Would you like to open them and take a look?"

This sentence is not really a question, because they don't care about the answer. Before Kou Dong could speak, the twins clapped their hands lightly, and the guests at the dining table went to open the gift boxes that formed a hill one by one. This scene looks a little weird. The dolls that the dolls took out from the gift boxes were still dolls.

Big, small, all kinds of colors. All of them are furry, with round faces and round bodies, and there is no trace of stitching from head to toe, as if they were born such innocent dolls.

The NPC brought them to Kou Dong one by one.

"Look," said the twins, "you should like something."

They all watched eagerly, hoping that the doll in their hands could be recognized by the young master. But the young man shook his head slowly under such eyes.

The gardener guessed that what he wanted was probably the doll mentioned in the mission.

The teddy bear with the letter "D" on the ear. Apart from it, among so many dolls, none of the dolls was what the young master really wanted.

The twins' laughter subsided a little, but still reluctantly said, "Look at it again."

Kou Dong did not respond. He stared blankly at the densely packed dolls in front of him, as if he didn't see any of them.

"Don't you like it?"

The twins said lowly, raised their heads slowly, and looked at the few players standing in front of the door.

"I don't like it either," they murmured softly, with bright red bloodshot eyes crawling a little bit, "Very good..."

The gardener shuddered suddenly, realizing that it was not good.

When they took this mission, they didn't say it was a time-limited mission.

——But what if the mission should actually be to find the bear before the young master's birthday party?

One of his hearts lifted immediately.

Now, there is no bear on the table that the young master wants.

Then... should they kill them?

The twins came towards them, their eyes scanning among the three of them.

"What would he be?"

The younger brother's finger pointed at the gardener.

The elder brother shook his head and said coldly, "Rabbit."

He looked at the maid again, looking a little annoyed, "It's also a rabbit."

The maid trembled slightly, completely unaware of the meaning of those words. On the contrary, the gardener moved in his heart, thinking that what they were looking for was a bear, and had a new conjecture in his heart.

If these new dolls on the table are all players who failed the previous mission, then there should be a certain criterion for becoming a rabbit or a bear.

Become a rabbit, there may be a chance of survival.

He was pondering what this standard was in his mind, but he heard his brother's voice coldly sounded again, "This is a bear."

He pointed to the valet.

The footman was dumbfounded, and he hadn't come out with enough meaning to kill himself. But before he could react, the younger brother of the twins had already raised his fist and hit his temple hard.

All at once, the footman fell to the ground and was unconscious.

The twins tugged at the valet's collar and dragged him forward with ease. The dolls at the table stared at this scene, all quite calm, as if they were commonplace. Only a large gray rabbit on the table moved, approaching lightly without a trace, button eyes watching their movements.

The twins rolled up his cuffs and began to bleed him.

"Don't worry, young master," my brother said calmly, "we have other gifts here, which will be ready soon—you might like it."

The gardener's heart for the rest of his life was raised again.

...other gifts.

A layer of goosebumps appeared on his arm, which meant that if the dolls that the servants turned into didn't please the youth, would they also try to be turned into rabbits as well?

run?

There are thousands of NPCs here, and they have nowhere to runI am afraid that they will be caught immediately after they go out, and the end will only be worse.

This doesn't work!

It's just death sooner or later, it doesn't mean immortality. He stared at the so-called young master in front of him, thinking of the forbidden post, and thinking of the situation that the other party seemed to be manipulated right now, and finally gritted his teeth.

It was warned in the post.

Don't wake him up.

don't wake him up...

But now, if they don't wake up, they have no other way out at all!

He vaguely understood how the ending of the annihilation came about, so he took on the determination to fight against the water, and slowly and unobtrusively stretched out his hand to the luggage rail. In it, there is also a prop that he uses to protect himself, which is a thin charm that can help players solve the situation of being confused by NPCs.

It's just that he is not sure whether this kind of thing is equally effective for the NPC who is the young master.

But for now, dead horses are living horses—always a try.

He gritted his teeth, suddenly strode, and walked in the direction of the young master. The twins noticed his movements and immediately said, "What are you doing?"

The gardener held a plate in his hand and said respectfully, "I just want to serve a glass of wine for the young master."

"You stand there!"

Unexpectedly, in the face of such an ordinary reason, the twins still snapped at him. They were like a great enemy, and they refused to let him come near in the slightest.

"Stand where you are!"

The gardener's heart skipped a beat. His pace suddenly quickened, and he ran towards the young master desperately. The NPC noticed something was wrong, and his voice was full of anger: "Stop him!"

Countless dolls came up. They converged into the sea, and abruptly rushed the gardener into one of the involuntarily small streams. At the same time, the valet, who sensed the opportunity, suddenly began to resist, hitting the twins desperately;

"Go!"

She shouted, pushing him hard behind her, pulling out a small, sharp dagger, her weapon. She pierced through the chests of dozens of dolls one after another, teaching the furry corpses to lie on the ground, "Go!"

The gardener looked at the gap and ran to the young master. His fingertips were holding the talisman tightly, and without saying a word, he was about to stick it on the young man's body.

Soon

Just a little!

Please, come this way!

The young man's eyes were empty and calm, as if he didn't notice his anxiety at all. The gardener tried all his strength, and his body was almost broken by the pull of the doll. Just as he was about to touch it, he suddenly felt a heavy weight on his arm, pressing down with a great force.

When he raised his head, it was the twins' particularly cold faces.

"Is it this one?"

The twins grabbed the spell from his hand.

The gardener let out a sudden cry.

"Do not!"

The twins pursed their lips slightly, as if mocking.

"Something like this..."

They stepped forward and without hesitation threw it into the burning candle fire. In just a split second, the flames engulfed the yellow paper, leaving only a thin layer of ashes.

The gardener's heart was finally completely desperate.

Hopeless.

The last hope was also destroyed.

——What the banned post said was true, this copy is a dead end.

Among those dolls, are there any players who experienced the first batch of deaths?

Is he going to be one of them too?

He was heartbroken.

The door behind him squeaked slightly, and a servant said in surprise, "The two housekeepers—someone is here!"

"Who?" The twins were in a bad mood and said coldly, "No guests without invitations are allowed in."

"Not a guest!"

The servant swallowed his saliva and explained, "Not a guest..."

"It's the master!"

"Master is back!!"

"The master is back to celebrate the young master's birthday!"

Behind them, a tall figure strode forward. His hunting cloak was raised behind him, and it was dusty. When he raised his head, there was a clear face under the hood, only his eyebrows were as thick as ink.

The author has something to say:

Ye Yanzhi: After waiting for a long time and finally waiting for today, after waiting for a long time, my dream has finally come true...

Kou Dongdong: ...? ? ?