Riceball07

 After Mo Cheng finished speaking, the living room fell silent for a long time. Then he looked at the man before him, whose tense expression somehow made people uneasy, and his dark eyes curved slightly with a faint smile. “I often think perhaps this is another kind of compensation. Because the explosion never happened, there was no kidnapping, Jiang Yan did not die, and instead gained a nearly perfect life and a handsome, outstanding husband who loves him.” “I thought everything was over. Xie Zhe survived, Jiang Yan lived safely and peacefully. I thought that was the period the game had drawn for me until just now when I drove from the police station after picking you up and returned home.” A familiar voice rang in my ears. Mo Cheng did not continue. The rest, they all knew. “Sorry, I did not mean to. I never intended to take your friend’s place,” Jiang Yan said. His familiar eyelashes trembled lightly, as if exposed and vulnerable, so beautiful that one could not look away. “Th...

 At dusk, the roads during rush hour were filled with cars. The setting sun hung on the horizon, and the clouds at the edge of the sky burned red. Every car radio was broadcasting news about the city’s recent vicious murder case. The wealthy serial killer and his strange wife had become the common topic among the endless lines of vehicles. Inside Mo Cheng’s villa. Jiang Yan, the “killer’s wife,” and Jian Hou, who had just become the “killer,” sat on one end of the sofa. The “innocent bystander,” Mo Cheng, sat on the other. Jiang Yan quietly turned to look at Jian Hou. Jian Hou thought for a long time but did not know where to start. In the end, Mo Cheng spoke first. “You two… are players from Jian, right?” Jian Hou said, “I’m a player. Yan Yan is a real NPC, but not long ago the game announced that in this dungeon, everyone is a player. Everyone is a real NPC.” Jiang Yan nodded and added, “That’s right. We are in a dungeon now. It’s called…” “‘The Stainted Murderer’s Lover’ Unfor...

 After hanging up the phone, Yu Xiu’s dark silhouette standing before the corpse waved his hands and gestured wildly for a long while. Jiang Yan silently translated Yu Xiu's Word, “You just said that, aren’t you afraid Mo Cheng will report you? Reporting you doesn’t matter. You acted in self-defense. But what if I get dragged into it?If I get arrested and detained for investigation, it’ll damage Yan Yan’s reputation even more.” Hearing that, Jiang Yan countered, “Don’t worry about that. With how you look right now, you won’t be sent to the detention center. The Academy of Sciences is your true destination.” Jian Hou then looked as if he had figured it all out, slumping onto the sofa with a resigned expression. “Can we even hide it?” “We can’t leave for now. Mo Cheng is the best person to help us. Even if we manage to hide the matter about this property manager for the time being, with Mo Cheng’s connections and abilities, we’ll need his help later on anyway.” “He’s a smart man. H...

 "I killed someone... I killed someone..." The pocket watch the size of a millstone, [Star Time] lay quietly on the marble floor of the living room. Jian Hou stood motionless, staring blankly at the body by the door whose head had burst open and was still bleeding continuously, muttering as if his soul had left his body. "I killed someone... I killed someone... I killed someone..." Seeing this, Jiang Yan disregarded everything else, turned around, grabbed Jian Hou by the shoulders, and kept comforting him. "It's fine, it's fine! Old Jian, look at me! Look at me!" Jian Hou was still dazed, as if he could not hear what he was saying. He could no longer remember whether he had ever killed anyone in the game. Maybe he had. Maybe he had not. But what he was sure of was that in the game, death never shocked him too much, even if the other party was not a system NPC. Not for any other reason, but simply because that was a game. Whether it was the noisy ...

 The living room fell silent again. Jian Hou rubbed his brown curls in frustration, while Jiang Yan sat expressionless, sipping his soda in small gulps. Too much had happened today, all too suddenly, and Jiang Yan’s mind was already overloaded. A mess of tangled thoughts, completely unclear. He could only act on instinct, handling whatever appeared before him. Just like Yu Xiu’s earlier words, he accepted them, and that was it. He even forgot to ask why, despite supposedly being divorced, they still weren’t really separated. The blue data chains quietly scrolled in Jiang Yan’s blue eyes as his mind chose to prioritize matters related to the game. Post after post kept refreshing on the game forum. As everyone had expected, when the dungeon opened in the real world, it indeed caused a series of irreversible effects on reality. For now, it only seemed to affect people. As for those chaotic, apocalyptic natural disasters, there was still no concrete evidence proving they were connect...