The Days I Clear Escape Games Pretending to be an NPCCh18 - Neighbourhood (3)

The Days I Clear Escape Games Pretending to be an NPCCh18 - Neighbourhood (3)

He felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't put a finger on it.

Saman put down the youth in his arms but still supported him with one hand. He didn't know whether it was related to the other's temperament, but when the young man frowned, he looked like a fragile person made out of ceramic with exceptionally clear yet unfocused eyes. Jvj4Gb

The reason why he looked so insecure may be because his eyes are not very good.

Saman has always been reluctant to approach such delicate people, whether they were men or women.

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He also doesn't bother saving other people. This was because saving them would mean a series of trouble for him afterwards.

But doing these kinds of things in an instance can more or less gain a little bit of goodwill from the NPCs. Saman wore a friendly smile that could easily win anyone over and made sure that his movements were as gentle as possible. jwu2M1

He has white gloves on.

Like the one honour guards would use.

However, he was wearing white gloves for everyday use. It was unknown if it was due to his occupation, or because he has mysophobia.

Furthermore, he carried the scent of caramel on his body. This scent was a little too cute and sweet for a grown man. Could this have anything to do with his true temperament?

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He was still able to stand upright as well as be steady on his feet after catching a falling person and carrying them horizontally. This man's physique is not as frail as it looks. Could he be a player?

Ren Yifei's fingers were tugging at the clothes of his saviour and his face was still in a kind of trance after the catastrophe. But behind his frightened appearance was a rational and cold analysis of the situation.

Because of the fall just now, the shiny glass marbles rolled down one by one all the way to the ground, making a crisp sound as it rolled.

Hearing these sounds, Ren Yifei froze for a moment before he 'figured it out'. His mouth opened as he turned pale, his voice slightly trembled as he said, "Glass marbles." GUslJt

For what reason would there be so many marbles on the stairs?

It must've been a prank.

It was not just Ren Yifei, everyone else also thought so.

Who would pull this kind of prank? ElCfAM

"You little brats!" The administrator saw the two brothers under the stairs. How could he not understand? He was so angry that he went forward and grabbed the older one by the ear, "Where's your mother?"

"Brother, run!" The boy was not afraid of the administrator at all and was still shouting.

Judging from the speed of the administrator's response to the attitude of the children, this was by no means the first prank, nor would it be the last.

'Song Bozhi' was indeed a soft-hearted person. BW2LCU

"Mr Gu, here, that's your room. If something happens, you can look for me later," the administrator tossed over a bunch of keys and walked away with the child while cursing.

The other child had run so fast that he was out of sight in a second.

Ren Yifei was about to express his gratitude when suddenly, he felt someone staring at him from somewhere.

Ren Yifei was about to express his gratitude when suddenly, he felt someone staring at him from somewhere.

Someone?

Who?

"You should take care of yourself," Saman let go of Ren Yifei. As a player, he doesn't have to have much contact with NPCs unless he was trying to get information.

"Thank you," Ren Yifei thanked him again.

His posture was different from that of ordinary people, he was slightly turned sideways to 'listen' with his ears. "En," Saman's eyes lingered on his face for a moment before quickly shifting it again, dragging his suitcase up.

When he arrived on the second floor, he didn't know what he was thinking since he could not help but look back.

The man was walking, but he was slow and was slightly limping.

He slowly pushed forward while holding his white stick and keeping both feet on the ground.

In fact, there were no glass marbles where he walked. But because the young man couldn't see, he doesn't know that. kndIu5

He suddenly stopped, crouched down in frustration for a few minutes before getting on his feet and reaching up to rub the lump on his head; probably caused by his fall from before.

Was this the young man with bad eyesight the administrator had mentioned before?

Looking at the appearance of the two children, it seemed like it was not the first time they had bullied him. Did he not know how to resist?

The tenant on the left was a weak blind young man. PDW3p

Saman came to a conclusion and reached out to open the door.

The air inside was stuffy and uninhabited for some time. There was an iron-framed bed, a desk with a broken corner, glass missing from the balcony window that only had a curtain hanging on one side and a lot of garbage littered all over the floor.

He walked in, closed the door with his feet and placed the suitcase down before sitting on it.

As soon as he woke up, he was in front of this apartment building and only now had time to be alone. But based on his experience with the games, this was already off to a good start. 7d0kB8

He took out the card and stroked his finger across its surface:

[One of the players is a murderer, find them or survive for seven days. ]

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[Identity: Player ]

[Role: Tenant no. XX] 1O4JHs

[Keyword: Neighbourhood]

[9]

Neighbourhood?

The famous low-end instance. dJfr3s

Organisations like theirs would share information internally, including information about 'Neighbourhood'.

Of course, they couldn't get any specific information because of the game's restrictions, only some vague information.

Neighbourhood is a high difficulty instance that has existed for two years, and although it was rated as a 'low-end game', its actual rating should be around mid-end. It was also unknown what the initial beta testers did for the officials to evaluate it as an instance that could easily be cleared.

Strictly speaking, this instance is related to the apartment building and all the players are tenants here. dkt1UM

This building is a four-story closed U-shaped apartment, each floor has about thirty households. If one household consists of one person, then there should be more than a hundred people living in this apartment building.

According to what the administrator said previously, the occupancy rate was 90%. Therefore, there are a total of nine players out of nearly a hundred people, and one of them is the 'ghost'.

Saman frowned, some 'ghosts' enter the role as a spirit and some 'ghosts' enter the role as a living person. But no matter which one, it would be difficult to investigate.

The wind blew in through the window, causing the garbage on the floor to roll at Saman's feet. Saman glanced down before continuing to stare at the card. 0aTJOH

There is not much information that can be obtained on the first day. In addition to some basic information about the original owner, it was more important to be familiar with the surrounding environment. Such as the surrounding residents, toilets, emergency passages, etc.

Most of the original owner's information could be seen on their smartphone, which was the major benefit of modern instances. If it was in other eras, the players would have to be very passive.

Saman turned on the phone for a closer look, focusing on the communication app.

He didn't dare act arrogant, there were many players who failed low-end games, not to mention that Neighbourhood was not low-end. 4LgS6A

On the other end, Ren Yifei finally reached the entrance of the apartment building with great difficulty.

He was in a lot of pain. Rolling down the stairs had probably caused his whole body to bruise and his head to swell.

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Sensitive to other people's gaze, he felt that someone had been staring at him from behind. Their gaze became sharper and hotter as he made his way from the stairs to the entrance.

Since he was not a celebrity, how could anyone be secretly peeping at him? Ezs7gY

Was it possible that the original owner had a secret admirer?

Ren Yifei walked out of the apartment entrance with a belly full of questions. He had only taken a few steps when he saw a healthy, rosy-faced elder sister calling him.

It was a steamed bun shop opposite the apartment building with an old sign hung above the entrance. It had two stoves, seven or eight chairs, a menu stuck to the wall and a TV that was broadcasting the news.

The shop was very small but it was neat and tidy. HTc7pN

The elder sister of this steamed bun shop treated him like a relative, she shouted for her husband, "Lao Du, bring out a chair, Xiao Song is here."

Ren Yifei limped over and the elder sister immediately noticed that something was wrong, she stepped forward to support him, "What's the matter- ah, what's this? Aiyo, why is your face so red? Is it because of those two brats?"

The tone of this elder sister was a bit hateful.

So this was a recurring event? aK piR

The original owner's personality was indeed too soft, he was actually being bullied by two children.

Ren Yifei wanted to say something, but finally shook his head, "It's nothing, I just accidentally bumped it."

Seeing that he did not want to say more, the elder sister sighed, "If you don't want to tell, I won't ask. Elder sister has some old canola oil to help with the swelling and internal heat, you can take it back to rub on your wounds."

"Thank you, sister." j7WVT1

"You are just too honest and easily suffer losses," the elder sister said as she served him his breakfast which consisted of two hot white steamed buns and a cup of freshly made soy milk. She also took a pair of chopsticks and handed them to him.

The hot breakfast comforted Ren Yifei. He opened his mouth to bite down on a large piece of steamed bun and took another sip of soy milk. The heat travelled from his oesophagus to his stomach and then from his capillaries to the rest of his body, waking up the sleeping cells.

The elder sister opened the steamer next to her, the rising steam made the apartment building in front of them look like a dream.

Ren Yifei pondered over the word 'Neighbourhood'. z5DfIV

It was still early and there were no customers in the breakfast store. The owner and his wife were wrapping the buns as they talked to Ren Yifei.

It was basically only the elder sister who spoke, the man known as 'Lao Du' was silent most of the time.

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Ren Yifei was eating the steamed buns as he listened to the elder sister. His eyes gazed at the apartment building across the street.

People came out one after another from the gate of the apartment building. Some were dressed in suits and ready for work. Some were dressed in school uniforms and ready for school. Occasionally, a car would drive out and stop in front of the breakfast store. The driver would lower the glass window to buy a few steamed buns and fresh soy milk before leaving. bYk Wu

It was a very ordinary morning in an old neighbourhood.

"Big sister, what bus number goes to Rui Feng High School?" A young man in a school uniform came to the breakfast store, holding a small plate of breakfast and a selection of drinks in his hand.

The elder sister was amused, "Xiao Shi, you're joking around with other people again. Every day you would go to school and yet you don't know the way?"

The young man who seemed to be a student froze and rubbed his head, "I was confused from sleep." QIRd y

That person then sat down behind him and listened to the conversations around them as they pretended to turn on their cell phone.

Are you inquiring about how to get to school?

Ren Yifei bit into a soft and hot steamed bun while his eyes wandered around the street.

It was early autumn. This could also be seen from the women's clothing and makeup. cIJVos

Maple red, pumpkin, milk tea, coffee and other warm low saturation colours are popular in autumn. These colours remind people of freshly baked bread from the bakery, coffee with foamed milk, a mother's sweater or perhaps the mountains in late autumn.

The atmosphere of this season was very festive.

The only strange thing was that there were not many well-dressed young women on the street. A few of them even made themselves look unappealing.

At that moment, several beautiful young girls came out of the apartment building. But unlike the young women from before, they were all stylishly dressed in beautiful clothing with exquisite makeup and nail polish. They laughed and smiled as they walked past the entrance of the breakfast store followed by a burst of floral scents. yGcDWP

The elder sister shook her head disapprovingly, "What a time to be so obsessed with beauty."