After carefully rechecking the details of this copy and making sure there were no regulations prohibiting people from going out at night, Mr. Rose shook his head in disappointment.
At the moment, it seems that Sur has not violated any rules and cannot be killed.
In this case, there is no need to open the door. Out of sight, out of mind.
The knocks on the door were repeated three times, then twice. Soul realized that the person inside was deliberately playing dumb. He wasn't bold enough to keep harassing them with constant violence. He simply stopped knocking, saw that the floor was relatively clean, and sat down.
Actually, this is a good thing. The pressure of facing the host directly is too great.
Su Er slowly spoke to the crack in the door, "The first time I saw you, my heart was filled with anxiety..."
It wasn't a lie; who wouldn't be nervous when suddenly thrust into a novice's field? But the following words were pure nonsense—
"Your eyes are the brightest stars in the sky, and your ears are the sexiest flower buds..."
He didn't know if it was because he was disgusted by his own corny words, or because the fruit he ate at night caused acid reflux, but when he said this, he felt uncomfortable and accidentally bit the tip of his tongue.
Now only three minutes have passed in two hours, and every minute and every second feels like a year.
Su Er, a good student in Chinese, composed an 800-word essay on the spot about the Rose Gentleman. His voice became rhetorical and his mind gradually lost its clarity. He caught a glimpse of the clock's hands from the corner of his eye and rubbed his eyes to make sure he was seeing the clock. It was already two in the morning.
He quickly stood up and brushed off the dirt on the back of his clothes. Su Er said in a hoarse voice, "Excuse me."
Mr. Yue's patience was about to reach its limit in the room, and the word "get out" was clearly heard through the heavy wooden door.
Without turning on the lights, everything in the room was illuminated by the moonlight, which looked bleak and eerie. The flowers on Mr. Rose's ears were probably the most vibrant living things, but his eyes seemed to be filled with poison.
Suer is like a heretic. It is not a good thing for him to get achievement points again and again.
The dungeon I'm currently hosting is quite difficult. If I can make the other party fail in it, I can eliminate the trouble forever.
Night was the perfect time for contemplation. As Mr. Yue was mulling over his thoughts, he suddenly heard the soft sound of a door closing, seemingly originating from the main entrance. Frowning, he walked to the window. Unbeknownst to him, a figure had appeared in the endless darkness, nimbly and lightly moving toward the shore.
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The temperature outside is a bit low.
Soul moved in the dark. He first stuffed a note into the crack of the blonde girl's door, then ran to the rocks on the beach and waited.
The appointment was made at 2:10 in the morning. Ghosts have an unexpectedly strong sense of time, and the blonde girl showed up on time.
Su Er breathed a sigh of relief: "I thought you wouldn't come."
The blonde, still wearing sunglasses at night, asked, "What are you going to do if I don't come?"
Suer smiled weakly...then he could only continue to shamelessly look for Mr. Rose.
The two stood a meter apart, the damp, salty sea breeze blowing between them. The blonde's appetite was aroused. "Your meat smells so good."
Su Er frowned, but opened his mouth to say words of praise: "You are so beautiful. The first time I saw you, my heart was filled with anxiety..."
The night always weaves a dense web of terror. Alone with a ghost on the seashore, it's impossible to say you're not afraid at all. Su Er suppressed his nervousness as much as possible, and was invisibly stuck for two seconds.
What should I say next?
"Your eyes are the brightest stars in the sky..." A deep voice came from behind.
That's right, this is it!
The joy of being prompted did not last even 0.001 seconds, and Soul's upright body gradually stiffened.
Not daring to take his attention completely away from the blonde, he turned slightly to the side, keeping an eye on both sides. In the moonlight, he saw another figure.
His lips moved a few times, and Su Er's voice sounded quite steady: "Come out for a walk so late?"
Gentleman Rose said nothing, leaning against the reef and just looking at him.
No matter how slow-witted the blonde was, she could sense that something was amiss in the atmosphere and wanted to get to the bottom of it, but she didn't dare shout out loud because Mr. Rose was present.
"Are you ready to create a perfect alibi?" Gentleman Yue finally spoke, and actually pointed out Sur's purpose directly.
After asking the question, there was silence for several minutes.
Soul turned his head slightly, looking at the shimmering sea, and gave up on answering directly: "Players all use their own unique skills to pass the level. My little trick is nothing."
In reality, I am not as calm as I appear to be on the outside, and the only thing I can do now is... pray.
With his strength, there was no way he could escape unscathed.
Sur sighed softly. Gentleman Rose couldn't kill players for no reason. He just didn't know what conditions the blonde girl needed to meet if she wanted to kill someone.
"A little trick?" Mr. Rose said with a hint of sarcasm. He suddenly looked at the blonde and said, "Just wait and see. Guess if another rabbit will come."
The blonde girl was typical, with only murder on her mind, and still didn't understand what they were talking about.
The air suddenly fell silent.
Soul's emotions were much less volatile than a normal person's, and now that the timeline stretched out, he calmed down completely. Focusing on the blonde, Ji Heng had said that ghosts wouldn't be added to the game for no reason. These judges must have a purpose other than scoring.
There was no point in dragging it on, so Su Er pulled the corner of his mouth and took the initiative to test: "Didn't you say my meat is delicious?"
The blonde licked her red lips and swallowed.
Suer deliberately rolled up his sleeves to reveal his wrists.
The blonde wanted to pounce on him and eat him alive, but she bit her fingers, even making them bleed, showing extreme restraint.
Seeing this, Sur made a judgment that the judges could not kill players at will. It was likely that some hidden conditions had to be met. Obviously, he had not triggered the death rule yet.
Without further delay, I took a step forward and prepared to leave.
Unfortunately, the road ahead is blocked. Gentleman Yueji's attitude is very clear. Although he cannot kill people, it is not difficult to take revenge. For example, he can wait here and maybe another staff member will come.
Suer knew that he couldn't waste any more time. Once the recording engineer arrived, the truth would be revealed immediately, and he would undoubtedly offend several ghosts.
Even gods and men cannot bear so much hatred at once.
Perhaps the sea god heard Sur's prayers, and things took a turn for the better.
After about twenty minutes of stalemate, footsteps were heard in the distance. Suer looked up and saw Ji Heng's outline gradually becoming clear in the moonlight.
The savior is here!
He opened his mouth and said with his lips: I will die before I can accomplish my mission.
Ji Heng's expression showed nothing unusual. He walked to Su Er's side, stopped, looked around, and said with a smile: "What a coincidence, everyone is out to enjoy the moon."
Su Er nodded, and with his hands behind his back, he chanted a poem: "The bright moon rises over the sea, and we share this moment across the world."
Ji Heng's appearance made him feel much more at ease, and for a moment he was actually appreciating the moon seriously.
Gentleman Rose glanced at the two of them, sneered for a moment, and said, "I hope you still have a chance to see the moon."
The echo was still there, and the place where it came from disappeared.
As soon as he left, the blonde girl suddenly became angry and questioned Soul's purpose in asking her out.
Su Er didn't say a single word of truth. All he said was the same thing: it was because she was beautiful. But he added, "I think you're much prettier than that delicate girl."
The blonde girl had been subservient to those two ghosts for a long time, and she had been secretly resenting them. Suddenly, when she heard someone praising her for being better than that pretentious little bitch, she began to like Soul a lot more.
"Good vision."
After finally coaxing the blonde away, Soul leaned against the reef, somewhat exhausted, and sighed, "Are you still going to make an appointment with the next one?"
It was rare to see him being humiliated, like an eggplant hit by frost. Ji Heng couldn't help laughing out loud.
Su Er smiled bitterly: "I'm really not good at this kind of business."
They didn't have any electronic devices on them. Ji Heng took the alarm clock from the guest room with him when he went out. It was now 2:32 in the morning.
"Go back and rest first." The plan had failed the moment Rose Gentleman intervened. If they continued to execute it, the timing would not be so perfect.
Ji Hengduo reminded: "Remember to tell the recording engineer."
It's not a good thing to release a ghost pigeon.
Su Er nodded, ripped a piece of fabric from his clothes and asked him to hold it, then took a deep breath and jumped into the sea. He was more agile in the water than Zhang Baitian and quickly caught a fish.
After getting ashore, Sur held the spoils in his hands and raised his eyebrows proudly.
Ji Heng didn't hesitate to praise: "Amazing."
Sur smiled and wrung the water out of his clothes. He returned to his sea view villa, took off his coat, and began to clean the fish, preparing to make soup the next morning. Afterwards, he used the fish blood to write a line of words on the cloth he had just torn off: It is better to miss someone than to see them.
The strip of cloth was tied to the sound engineer's door handle three minutes later.
Ji Heng raised his eyebrows: "Good memory."
I can also remember exactly which room each staff member lived in.
Su Er touched the tip of his nose. His memory was quite good, but unfortunately his professional quality was not high. He wasted an entire night in vain.
Sleepiness sets in most quickly at three in the morning. He lives upstairs, and Ji Heng's room is right next to the stairs. As they were about to go back to rest, Su Er suddenly stopped and said, "The door lock is broken. Why don't we stay in one room? We can take turns keeping watch."
Ji Heng: "It's been fixed."
Suhr was surprised.
Ji Heng: "I fixed it when you were out on a date."
The skill of unlocking locks is common among players, but it is the first time to hear of someone who can repair locks. Upon hearing this, Sur gave him a very complicated look... Lip reading and lock repairing, what other skills does this person have that he doesn't know?
I went back to the room and tried it, and the door lock was indeed fixed.
Due to excessive physical exertion during the day, Soul slept soundly in the second half of the night. In order not to affect the filming progress, each room had an alarm clock, and he set it to 6:30 before going to bed. However, before the alarm went off, he was awakened by a scream.
It was barely dawn, and Su Er was cautious when he opened the door. The person closest to him was Qu Qingming, who leaned out and frowned, "Something happened to Man Jiangshan?"
I couldn't hear it clearly through the door, but I could tell it was a female voice.
Su Er groaned for a moment: "She should be fine."
In the dungeon, the one who screams is often not the victim, but the first person who discovers the body.
Death was commonplace, so Qu Qingming wasn't too panicked. He put on a coat before going down the stairs with him, saying as they walked, "The scene must be very horrifying."
Players have a certain level of experience and won't scream at the sight of a dead body. Some will even deliberately remain silent, hiding useful clues. Anyone who can make everyone scream like that must be extraordinary.
Halfway down the stairs, Surte took a quick look at Ji Heng's room; the door was open. A short distance away, Zhang Baitian's door was also open, creaking in the wind.
Qu Qingming walked around the first floor and didn't see anyone, so he pointed outside.
Su Er nodded, and the two walked out one after the other.