The monster, feeling wronged, emitted a "gurgling" sound from its entire black body, as if accusing its wheat of cruelty.
Jiang Yan coldly glanced at it, then calmly said, "I have schizophrenia, so my memory is problematic."
"As for it..." Jiang Yan paused. "I probably initiated the divorce, but it didn't want to divorce, so after I lost my memory, we continued to live together as a couple."
The monster seemed as if its thoughts had been exposed. Its entire body slumped in grievance, the black mass resembling melted tar.
[This system NPC design is quite... Intelligent?]
[I can see from Jiang Yan's expression that he’s impatient and speechless! Hahahaha!]
[Why does this Li Yun keep targeting Jiang Yan?]
[Fun fact: Li Yun is Jiang Yan's ex in real life. According to the latest gossip, they were in a relationship for six months.]
[So now Jiang Yan’s ex is questioning his relationship with his “current”?]
[Hahahaha! A scary dungeon suddenly turning into a melodramatic soap opera!]
"Do you have evidence?" Li Yun asked, interrogating.
Jiang Yan made no sound but silently looked towards Tao Shi and Cao Youfeng's seats.
Seeing this, Tao Shi supported him, "We can prove that his memory is disordered."
Jiang Yan's memory was chaotic, and they realized this when they discovered that his husband's cause of death conflicted with his memory in the underground warehouse.
But...
"Is that so?" Li Yun's tone grew irritated after being contradicted, but then he grinned smugly. "Doesn't this just prove you're crazy, Madam?"
Jiang Yan's gaze turned cold.
Li Yun, noticing the change in Jiang Yan's expression, smiled even more broadly. "So, is there anyone else here whose memory is confused?"
The crowd looked at each other, silent.
Li Yun adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses. "So, your memory is the only one that's disordered, Madam?"
"Can we assume you are the Creator God, but due to mental issues, you’ve forgotten this fact?"
[Hiss... seems to make sense.]
[Impossible! Jiang Yan is just a real-life NPC!]
[And he's a real-life NPC with some of the lowest stats, in an S-tier dungeon!]
[Exactly! There’s never been a real-life NPC who’s gotten a BOSS card before! Even the Best Actor has only gotten "small BOSS" character cards at most.]
[Although... I feel that the idea of "it’s never happened before, so it won’t happen now" doesn’t really apply to Jiang Yan.]
[Impossible! Absolutely impossible!]
Outside the window, the black clouds devoured the last sliver of blue sky, and seawater poured into the heavens, causing the entire sky to roar.
Everyone’s gaze was focused on Jiang Yan, but Jiang Yan remained silent.
Jiang Yan's silence made Li Yun even more confident!
He was sure that he had uncovered Jiang Yan’s secret! Although he felt frustrated that Jiang Yan had the BOSS card, this person had ultimately been caught by him! Completing side quests and about to personally bring down Jiang Yan—these two things were flooding Li Yun's brain with a dopamine rush.
He struggled to control his trembling body due to excitement, and said eagerly, “There’s no denying it, right? Madam! And your monster husband!”
Li Yun pointed at the black monster in the corner, still immersed in the sorrow of “ending the marriage.”
He raised his voice, “Can you explain why, although it was also created by the Director as a god, it didn’t participate in the ritual with the other gods?”
While speaking, he leaned on the table, looking down at Jiang Yan. “Can I understand this as—because of your favoritism towards it, as the Creator God, you plan to destroy this world but not destroy it?”
When the monster heard the word “favoritism,” it perked up, its entire body straightening again.
Its action seemed to confirm Li Yun's words.
All the players' eyes instantly turned cold as they looked at Jiang Yan.
[Though I really don’t want to curse, but... What the hell!]
[No way?! No way?! No way!!]
[Holy crap!! Holy crap! Is the main system going crazy?]
[Is this the legendary BUG? Drawing a character card better than others! Say goodbye, goodbye!]
[Don’t bother praying upstairs, Jiang Yan is probably going to log off.]
[What if Jiang Yan isn’t the real BOSS... then he’s just incredibly unlucky.]
The sky and sea completely merged into one, and the world seemed on the verge of collapsing.
The fluorescent lights in the cafeteria flickered frequently, making a “sizzling” sound.
In the dim, fluctuating light, the players' eyes turned colder as they looked at Jiang Yan, but Jiang Yan remained calm.
“Do you have anything to say, dear Madam?” Su An’s voice was full of danger.
[Hiss... Su An.]
[Jiang Yan is done for! Su An will definitely tear him apart.]
[Su An is going crazy! Honestly, it’s a good thing Su An didn’t get the BOSS card or the assassin's character card; otherwise...]
[Otherwise, this dungeon will just become Su An’s personal massacre game.]
Jiang Yan is finished.
Everyone thought in unison.
He has no way to refute Li Yun, and now, no one else has any clues about the BOSS. Regardless of whether Li Yun’s analysis is correct or not,
If Jiang Yan is the BOSS, then the players who are part of the death game will win!
If he isn't... At least the players can eliminate one wrong option.
So, no matter whether Li Yun’s analysis is correct or not—Jiang Yan must die.
Tao Shi looked at Jiang Yan, sitting quietly in his seat, and couldn't help but avert his gaze.
Though unwilling, what can be done... Jiang Yan was just unlucky.
Unlucky, unlucky, to run into a "Su An" in this dungeon.
Just as everyone showed sympathy, either genuine or fake, towards Jiang Yan, he remained as unmoving as a mountain.
He met Su An's bloodthirsty gaze, and his aquamarine eyes curved, even showing a smile: "Of course, I have something to say."
[Impressive! This mental fortitude.]
[Though he’s about to log off, this act still deserves a round of applause!]
[What’s the point of acting now? He’ll still have to log off.]
[Wuwu... I don’t want him to go!]
Seeing that Jiang Yan showed no fear of death, Su An raised an eyebrow.
This mental fortitude is really good, but it’s a shame. He shouldn't have drawn the "BOSS" card in this dungeon.
"What do you want to say in the end?" Su An supported his chin with one hand, while the other hand played with a strange dagger that seemed to have appeared from nowhere.
After Jiang Yan says his final words, this dagger would cut through his beautifully pale neck.
"I want to say..."
Jiang Yan looked at Li Yun, who stood triumphantly above him, the smile on his lips widening, even holding a hint of provocation.
"Drip, drip..."
It sounded like something was leaking somewhere.
Li Yun, still smiling with a composed demeanor in front of Jiang Yan, suddenly felt a strange sense of unease rising in his heart.
What is this? What’s he smiling about? There's no way he can turn things around now!
Amidst the roar of the wind and the gods, Jiang Yan spoke in his lazy voice, slowly: "Mr. Li, your analysis is excellent, and the logic is flawless! But it’s incorrect. Don't accept it."
Ding!
[Real-life NPC Jiang Yan, clue line: Don't accept it.]
Everyone was stunned!
Li Yun’s eyes widened in disbelief: "This is impossible!!"
How can this be possible?!
Jiang Yan is definitely doomed!
Whether or not he is the BOSS, once the seed of doubt is planted in all the players' hearts, every rebuttal from Jiang Yan is futile.
He is destined to be sacrificed by everyone, no matter if he is the Creator God or not.
But! Why is his critical clue... this?!"
Jiang Yan smiled provocatively: "What’s wrong? Mr. Li. All your deductions are correct."
"But... I believe no one will be so impulsive as to believe mere assumptions. After all, we’re not playing a detective game."
[Sorry everyone, I’ll have to repeat that word again...]
[Upstairs, don't rush, let me repeat it for you: What the heck!!!!]
[Shit, shit! He’s still alive!!]
[Who would have thought of this? Who could have guessed his remaining clue would be this!!]
[No wonder Su An proactively gave him the topic earlier, asking him to state the clue but he refused to say it! So that’s how it is!!]
Su An stared fiercely at Jiang Yan, then smiled and put the dagger away.
He crossed his fingers, supporting his chin, a smile of appreciation spreading across his face: "Madam, you certainly didn’t disappoint."
"Thank you!" Jiang Yan calmly picked up the tea beside him and took a sip, then continued to enjoy his evening.
"No! How do you explain your husband’s absence from the ritual?!" Li Yun shouted loudly.
Jiang Yan shrugged: "I can't explain."
"You see! He can’t explain it!" By now, Li Yun’s previously smug expression had completely disappeared. He was now frantic, pointing at Jiang Yan and shouting.
In front of him, Li Yun looked like a defeated rooster. Jiang Yan slightly furrowed his brows: "You really don’t look good like this, Mr. Li."
He didn’t understand why this person had become like this.
In the six months they had been together, Li Yun had given him the impression of being a bit pretentious, but overall, not bad.
How did he change so drastically in just a few days in the game?
"This person used to care about his appearance," Jiang Yan thought, ready to mock him.
"Maybe he’s never changed. Perhaps in real life, his wealth and power simply covered up these flaws," 663 said. "Maybe he’s always been a petty man, and his desires could have easily been satisfied before."
"If he wants to survive now, he shouldn’t be so entangled with me," Jiang Yan coldly said.
663 responded, "Isn’t it possible that his overwhelming desire isn’t to complete the game, but to have you killed?"
Jiang Yan was confused: "Why?"
"Because of jealousy. He’s jealous of you."
663 explained: "He knows you in real life. In reality, you’re a divorced, unemployed drifter, while he is the CEO of a listed company. Whether it's wealth, power, or status, he wants to completely dominate you."
"I remember you once mentioned he inherited a family business? That means he’s been pampered all his life."
"Being pampered all his life, then entering the game and becoming an insignificant nobody, of course, his mentality would be unbalanced."
"And you, a divorced drifter in real life, have attracted the attention of all the high-level players in the game. Therefore, he’s transferred his imbalance onto you."
"He’s jealous of you."
Jiang Yan’s long eyelashes trembled lightly: "How pitiful."
"You can't refute it!" Li Yun feigned anger, but there was a hint of sweat forming on his brow.
"Yes, I can't refute it. As for my husband, it’s due to my disordered memories. Perhaps I know less than all of you," Jiang Yan said calmly.
"Did everyone hear that?! He admits he can’t refute it! We should throw him out for the sacrifice!" Li Yun's eyes turned red as he forced a smile, struggling.
However, everyone remained silent, and this time, the eyes of the group weren't on Jiang Yan, but on Li Yun.
"Why don’t you all throw him out?!" Li Yun shouted angrily.
"He can’t refute it himself!"
"The clue might not even belong on that words! He might have deliberately placed it to say that!"
A loud thunderclap rang out, and white lightning illuminated the faces of everyone at the table, their expressions varying.
"Why do you all choose to believe this useless man?!" Li Yun glared at everyone in confusion.
"He’s nothing! He’s just a loser from the real world! How could you believe what he says?"
With that, Li Yun reached across the table and grabbed Jiang Yan by the collar, pulling him closer.
The overhead white light flickered, and outside, dark clouds swirled with divine shrieks.
At the long table inside, the two men faced each other—one frantic, the other indifferent.
Li Yun gripped Jiang Yan’s collar tightly, glaring at him.
The man in front of him looked only faintly handsome, but those blue eyes were blindingly bright!
Jiang Yan, still holding a knife in his hand, was suddenly yanked up, which irritated him: "Do you plan to throw me out directly?"
It wasn’t uncommon for players to injure or destroy real NPCs in the game, and NPCs had the right to resist.
The open hatred in Li Yun’s eyes showed he really wanted to do just that.
In the next moment, a black tentacle shot out and threw him to the ground!
Li Yun’s body was flung, crashing to the floor.
Before he could recover from the pain, the tentacle tightened around his neck, lifting him up.
Looking again, Jiang Yan was once again being held in the embrace of his monstrous husband.
The monster’s body wrapped around him, its neck like a giant black serpent, stretching long and staring fiercely at the man in its grip.
Li Yun was choking, the sensation of suffocation causing his face to turn red. He struggled, kicking his legs, trying to break free from the hold.
Fear of death gradually overtook his mind.
No... he didn’t want to die.
The monster’s voice rang in his ears, as if it came from hell:
"So, what do you want to do? Pitiful creation."