kvmb Chapter 256 Broken Glass
Chapter 256 Broken Glass
"No way!" Fang Shuo immediately exclaimed.
"I don't think so!"
Looking at Lin Wen, he still felt that Yan Xun didn't seem like the kind of person who would deliberately come to low-level dungeons to slaughter players.
He knew that some players would deliberately create this kind of entertainment effect to please the audience in the live broadcast room... but Yan Xun was willing to take care of the "lonely old man" Lou Yanchuan, so he didn't seem like such a cruel player at all.
Lin Wen remained calm, saying, "I was just making a guess."
"It would be best if he weren't that kind of person."
"Anyway, we need to be careful."
While the two were talking, the thing outside the door probably realized it had been exposed and stopped using Lin Wen's voice to deceive people, choosing instead to leave.
……
Yan Xun and Lou Yanchuan managed to get home before the fog completely enveloped them.
They had just closed the door when they heard Shuangshuang crying outside.
"Brother! Let me in!"
"No one is home at Sister Shufan's house."
Yan Xun tossed Lou Yanchuan onto the sofa, grabbed a bottle of water from the refrigerator, and asked, "Hmm? Is there some noise outside?"
He opened the bottle of mineral water and took a few sips. "I think I heard a sound."
Lou Yanchuan wasn't angry when he was thrown onto the sofa. "There seems to be a sound." Lou Yanchuan reached out his hand. "Give me some to drink too."
"Take it yourself," Yan Xun said instinctively.
Lou Yanchuan pointed to his leg.
Yan Xun: "..."
"I shouldn't have accepted that prop from you."
He handed him the bottle of water, saying, "Drink it or don't, it's up to you."
Lou Yanchuan glanced at it a few times, then said, "Never mind."
"I'm not that thirsty."
Yan Xun realized that sometimes he really didn't understand what Lou Yanchuan was thinking. He glanced at the mineral water, then looked at Lou Yanchuan who suddenly wasn't thirsty, and finally could only conclude that the other person's mysophobia had flared up.
The things outside the door could hear their conversation. "Brother, Uncle! It's me, Shuangshuang!"
"Huh? It sounds like someone is talking?" Yan Xun took another sip of water before putting it on the table next to him, and then turned on the TV to watch it. "But the sound is so soft, I can't hear what they're saying."
"You might have misheard me," Lou Yanchuan said cooperatively.
"Too."
Yan Xun nodded.
The things outside the door paused for a moment, wondering why the two people inside seemed deaf to hear them even though their voices were so loud.
Is it really that my hearing is bad?
It pondered, then pounded on the door even harder.
"Let me in!"
"elder brother!"
"I am Shuangshuang!"
Yan Xun, inside the door, said, "I understand..."
"I know where I've heard that voice before."
Lou Yanchuan cooperated, "Where?"
"When I used to go to the mountains, I would hear wild boars making this sound," Yan Xun remarked. "This neighborhood has nice landscaping, and yet there are wild boars here."
"Shouldn't we contact the security guards and have them come and deal with the wild boar as soon as possible?"
"I'm going to make a phone call."
When Yan Xun uttered the keyword "security guard," the "wild boar" outside the door suddenly fell silent... It was unclear whether it was angered by Yan Xun or afraid of the security guard mentioned by him.
Yan Xun held the red microphone in one hand, waiting for the thing outside the door to continue wailing.
But after waiting for a long time, that thing didn't say anything more.
"Did they really run away?" Yan Xun put down the phone.
"You drove him away, didn't you?" Lou Yanchuan said.
“You really need to pay me back,” Yan Xun said to Lou Yanchuan. “We agreed that I would only take you into the instance, and being your caregiver would be a separate price.”
"What do you want?" Lou Yanchuan asked.
"integral?"
Yan Xun leaned back on the sofa armrest, while Lou Yanchuan sat on the sofa. He looked down at Lou Yanchuan and asked, "Return to the position of Chairman?"
Lou Yanchuan looked at him, "You really want it?"
Perhaps sensing that Lou Yanchuan wouldn't agree, Yan Xun deliberately nodded, "Yes."
“Sure,” Lou Yanchuan said generously. “I’ll talk to Li Wu about making you the president when we get back.”
Yan Xun carefully observed Lou Yanchuan, trying to find a hint of a joke, but whether it was because the other party's acting was too good or the lie was too convincing, he couldn't find a single flaw.
But Yan Xun had no desire to go back in time.
He didn't want to take on this inexplicable burden, so he finally said to Lou Yanchuan, "I was just kidding."
Lou Yanchuan stared at him, his gaze never wavering. "I was just joking," he said, then turned his attention to the on TV screen. "You didn't actually take it seriously, did you?"
Yan Xun was furious. "Old Deng, prepare to die!"
He made a move as if to strangle Lou Yanchuan.
Unexpectedly, Lou Yanchuan neither dodged nor avoided, letting Yan Xun sway back and forth while grabbing his neck.
"Yan Xun".
Lou Yanchuan spoke while Yan Xun shook his head.
"You can tell me anything you want."
"I'll give you everything I have."
Yan Xun looked at his hand in confusion. "Did I pinch you so hard that you started hallucinating?"
How could he not know that he was so strong that he could torture someone like Lou Yanchuan into confessing?
Lou Yanchuan pressed down on Yan Xun's hand, which was pinching him. Yan Xun was joking and didn't use much force—but Lou Yanchuan held Yan Xun's hand tightly, as if he wanted to strangle himself through it.
"I'm not joking."
Lou Yanchuan said, "Brother Yan, you can tell me anything you want."
Yan Xun looked at him, "But I don't want anything."
“Then tell me when you want something,” Lou Yanchuan said.
"Including that human-cat box you got?" Yan Xun asked, remembering the box that Lou Yanchuan had gone to great lengths to obtain.
"Including that box."
He looked at Yan Xun and said, "You know I never lie."
Yan Xun shuddered, feeling goosebumps all over his body. "What you're saying sounds like a lie."
He shook off Lou Yanchuan's hand that was holding him, turned around to look at the thick fog outside the window, and found that the fog came quickly and disappeared quickly.
As they spoke, the fog outside the window gradually dissipated.
"Tell me," Yan Xun said, looking at the dissipating mist, "Those players who are already at Shu Fan's house, are they considered to have entered the correct house?"
"The rules say not to go out on foggy days. If fog suddenly appears when you go out, please go back inside as soon as possible."
"They also said to check the color of the roof before entering the house."
"The first point doesn't mention the roof color, but the second point does." Yan Xun thought for a moment, "Does this mean that when fog appears, if the player is already inside the house, the house is safe regardless of the roof color?"
"I think the key to the first point is probably the host's invitation," Lou Yanchuan said.
"When fog appears, if a player happens to be in a house, there are likely two possible scenarios."
"First, the player is the owner of the house, like us."
"Second, the player is invited by the homeowner, for example, we are invited by Shu Fan to visit her home."
“Otherwise, it will be very difficult to continue this dungeon,” Lou Yanchuan said. “We will definitely keep going to other houses to look for clues. We can’t just go parkour every time the fog appears.”
"If this were an A-rank dungeon, it might be this demanding, but this is a D-rank dungeon, so it won't be this grueling for players."
"Is the parkour you're talking about what I said?" Yan Xun asked.
He suspected that Lou Yanchuan was subtly criticizing him, and he had evidence to support his suspicions.
Lou Yanchuan looked at him, but only smiled and didn't say anything.
Now that the fog had dissipated, Yan Xun decided not to sit there daydreaming any longer. He found a spare wheelchair in Lou Yanchuan's room.
I don't think the dense fog will reappear anytime soon.
He patted the wheelchair, "Get in."
"I won't take you to do parkour."
……
When the fog appeared, Cun Tou and the others, along with Du Yun, were already at Shu Fan's house.
"Yan Xun and Fang Shuo haven't arrived yet." Du Yun looked at the fog outside the window, somewhat anxious. "Could they have run into the thick fog?"
The man with the buzz cut sat at the table, looking at the fog outside the window. "I guess we just happened to run into it."
Bamboo Pole sat in the corner without saying a word. Originally, Crew Head didn't want to bring him along, but Shu Fan said they could learn about the NPC information, so Crew Head reluctantly brought Bamboo Pole along anyway.
The fitness enthusiast was absent because he was working at the amusement park, a fact they had already known during the banquet.
As they talked, the fog outside grew thicker and thicker.
They all received the new rules this morning, which stated that they should not go out on foggy days.
Du Yun looked out the window. "What time is it?"
“11:55,” Shu Fan said, looking out the window with her. “You suspect they’re on their way?”
Du Yun nodded. Now, only Lin Wen's family and Yan Xun's group hadn't arrived yet. Judging by the time, these two families were most likely on their way.
"Isn't that perfect?" the crew-cut man said.
“If they didn’t have time to go in on the way, they can help us scout out the situation.” As he spoke, he noticed that Du Yun was looking at him with some dissatisfaction, as if he did not agree with his statement.
He clicked his tongue. "Did I say something wrong?"
"If something really goes wrong, it just means that you really can't go out in this foggy weather."
Just as an argument was about to break out, the other roommate with the buzz cut quickly intervened to mediate, saying, "Maybe they haven't even left the house yet."
Bamboo Pole sat silently in the corner, constantly looking out the window, as if he was worried about something.
Soon, Du Yun saw a figure vaguely appearing in the thick fog—
The person wasn't very tall, and because the fog was so thick, even when Du Yun pressed himself against the glass, he couldn't make out the person's features.
Judging from their height, only Shuangshuang from Yan Xun's family fits this criterion.
"It looks like Shuangshuang!" Du Yun hurriedly turned around and said to the others.
"...NPCs are not affected by this rule?" Shu Fan looked over as well. She went to the window and observed the figure outside with Du Yun.
The figure headed straight toward the gate.
Then they heard a knock on the door—
"Sister! It's me, Shuangshuang!"
"Open the door!"
She knocked on the door again, saying, "The fog outside is so thick, I'm so scared."
The voice was exactly the same as Shuangshuang's that they had met yesterday, but no one in the room moved.
Soon, two more figures appeared in the thick fog. One figure was slightly shorter and the other was taller. Judging from their figures alone, they should be Yan Xun and Lou Yanchuan.
The knocking sounded again.
Yan Xun's voice came from outside the door.
"It's very foggy outside..." Yan Xun knocked on the door urgently, "Can we come in?"
Then came Shuangshuang's voice.
"Don't move," Du Yun said to the others. "Yan Xun and the others have all been through dungeons; they wouldn't make such a simple mistake."
"It must be something that appeared in the fog that is deceiving us."
The thing outside was still knocking on the door.
No one inside the door was preparing to get up.
Du Yun looked at the tightly closed doors and windows, then turned to Shu Fan and asked, "Are all your doors and windows closed?"
“Yes,” Shu Fan said, “we didn’t open any windows.”
"Then there's no need to worry," Du Yun thought, when he noticed a hand appearing on the glass.
—The fingers of that hand were twice as long as the back of the hand.
It looks extremely strange.
Du Yun subconsciously drew the curtains, only to see her short-haired roommate suddenly exclaim "Ah!"
The pink-haired woman, who had been silent until now, turned her gaze to him—
"Did you see the neighbors when you arrived?"
Du Yun immediately understood what she meant!
He looked at his roommate, who had exclaimed "Ah!", and asked, "Didn't the neighbor you saw smile?"
The man with the buzz cut quickly said, "Impossible!"
"The three of us saw our neighbors together, and they all smiled and greeted us."
"The man walking the dog also smiled and nodded at us."
But the more he said that, the paler his roommate's face became... He looked up at the others one last time before leaving, "I looked back at the guy walking the dog."
He didn't laugh, he just stared at me with a long face.
As soon as he finished speaking, a loud crash suddenly came from the glass behind the curtains—
"boom!"
Everyone looked at the curtain and the shattered glass on the floor.
That hand had already grabbed the curtain.
……
Yan Xun pushed Lou Yanchuan and saw Shuangshuang sitting in a wheelchair.
He looked around a few times. "You didn't go to Shu Fan's house?"
Shuangshuang looked at Yan Xun with dissatisfaction, "Brother, you're so unfair! You just abandoned me and ran away when the fog came!"
She jumped up, then looked at Lou Yanchuan and Yan Xun, "You've gone home?"
"There's nothing I can do." Yan Xun let Shuangshuang glare at him with dissatisfaction. "Your uncle is unwell, so I can only take him back first."
"I thought you would go to Shu Fan's house first."
He looked at the green house that wasn't too far from Shuangshuang and asked, "Why didn't you go?"
"The fog is too thick," Shuangshuang said. "I can't find my way."
"I can only wait for you here, and wait for the fog to clear."
Yan Xun knew that Shuangshuang wasn't telling the truth—when they separated, the fog hadn't spread yet; there was only a tiny bit of fog. Even if Shuangshuang hadn't run and had chosen to walk normally, she could have reached the house with the green roof before the fog completely filled in.
Yan Xun speculated that for these NPCs, going to the wrong-colored house might result in a more severe punishment than staying in the fog.
Lou Yanchuan sat in his wheelchair, looking at the green roof that was not far from them.
"there."
He pointed to the window near the door.
"Is that window broken?"
Yan Xun looked intently in the direction he was pointing...
Sure enough, the window glass near the door was not only broken, but there were also some marks that looked like handprints on the door.
"It seems someone visited this house while the fog was thick," Yan Xun said.