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Isolated Island (16)

The Days I Clear Escape Games Pretending to be an NPCCh83 - Isolated Island (16)

"Idiot, this idiot." The little girl turned black with anger when she saw her suspect was caught through the drone.

Of course, that NPC did not admit they were a player, but a tiny flaw was shown. Just a bit was enough, and there were already other people observing this 'player'. 6HrFoW

They had all come for 'Black Rabbit'. But some came to kill, while some came to protect.

The little girl sneered, "Do you have the ability to protect?"

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The rioters' random destructive and looting activities also affected the players playing the game properly. Half of the few clues found were destroyed, and some routes that were about to open were interrupted.

Players are not good-tempered people, and this kind of arrogant interference dissatisfied them. D dxKm

"He can't control this team at all. I don't believe that a person taught by Chen Shen would be so stupid. He's just a cheap imitation," the glasses girl rubbed her dagger. She had just collected some poisonous weeds from the forest, crushed them and smeared the liquid on the blade of her dagger.

Not to mention that it could easily slit someone's throat, but it could also make that person suffer for a while.

As the saying goes, you must first capture the leader to catch the traitor. But what would be a suitable justification for this? It would not be reasonable to attract hostility from the group of NPCs later.

Saman did not take these people seriously.

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The owner of the manor, who was suspected of being the 'ghost', was contained by the NPCs and was put in 'shackles' due to the restriction that NPCs could not be killed. However, the other looted NPCs were still there. Those NPCs would also be forced to rebel, so this small group would not exist for long.

As for the person who was suspected of being 'Black Rabbit', he did not want to say anything more: With this acting level, they would've been killed by the 'ghost' on the first day of Neighbourhood.

He was asking an NPC about the details regarding the ancestral tomb. He had read something in the village journal earlier and found it very interesting.

"Speaking of our ancestral tombs, it was very beautiful," an NPC recalled. Ego6ia

It was noon and Ren Yifei had nothing to eat. He only had a little sausage hidden in his pocket. However, this was for the black cat.

"Meow!" Seeing that Ren Yifei was looking at its sausage, the black cat stepped on it, lowered its head and devoured it.

So hungry...

"There must be food hidden somewhere else, let's go search again!" A group of thugs holding long sticks passed by. The owner of the manor was also being pushed along, not uttering a word. Ksah7y

The refugees who were not part of their group stayed far away. Although they felt sympathetic, none of them dared to come forward.

Ren Yifei met eyes with one of those people through the glass door; their gaze had gradually turned to that of a beast's.

The wonderful taste of absolute power made them addicted.

There were cracking and banging sounds outside, the entire estate was in a complete mess, and these people were either weeping or wreaking havoc. Initially, he treated these sounds as background noises, but at that moment, he suddenly felt that it was very noisy. So noisy that it made him unable to think straight. jYvexd

"Now's not the right time," he reached out and touched the thing in his pocket, telling himself repeatedly to stay calm.

With an empty stomach, Ren Yifei left the bucket and the cat in the mushroom house and walked through the door alone.

Story translated by Chrysanthemum Garden.

The feeling of being hungry was incredibly uncomfortable, especially when he knew that he had the ability to get his food back but had to suppress his urges forcefully. This only made the hunger more unbearable.

The crazy old man was still sitting at the same location, talking to himself. Ren Yifei saw that he had a handful of flour in his hand and wondered which player had exchanged those for information. 2Vt0OK

He also remembered what the crazy old man had said about the number plate. So far, the only thing he had seen that has anything to do with number plates was the house number at the gate. It was split into two, one half was 12 and the other half was 359.

Honestly, Ren Yifei does not think this was what he was looking for, so what exactly was the number plate?

Suddenly, a shadow quickly darted past in front of him.

"What was that?" He took a few steps in the direction of the shadow and saw a path hidden beneath the dead leaves. It was dark and gloomy; it was unknown what it was hiding.

The light from the sky was cut by the branches before falling on the path, resembling white flying butterflies, or like scattered cotton of the black willow trees.

He stared at those light spots for a long time, and his eyes became slightly blurry.

The wind blew the fallen leaves on the ground, clearing the stone path and causing the light to become more noticeable. T

here was also the chirping of birds accompanying him, and at the end of the path, there seemed to be a slender and beautiful woman waving at him.

She felt familiar; who is she?

The breeze blew a leaf with a yellowish hue like a yellow butterfly.

The woman smiled and called him, "Come."

Ren Yifei's eyes cleared for a moment, but he still looked at the figure and chased after her.

He wanted a closer look, but the figure always fell far ahead, enticing him to move forward. 4UrwgB

Tiny dots of light flew out of her body, and they seemed to melt into his body, dispelling hunger, fear and pain. It was as if he was ascending into the heavens.

"Gu Xingye."

Saman, who was next to a rock, called out and saw 'Gu Xingye' on the path turn his head. His gaze was dull, but it gradually became brighter. He was stunned, "Why am I here?"

His foot moved, and the sound of the dead branches and leaves under his feet gave him another jolt. 2dZvTQ

Then, completely resembling a deer that had mistakenly walked into a hunter's trap, he ran towards him in a panic.

"What are you doing there?" Saman appeared concerned and looked at the path.

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Ren Yifei's face turned pale. He laughed dryly, "I don't know... It seemed like a woman was looking for me. When you called me, I found myself on the path."

He spoke as he rubbed his arm. He had run too fast, and since the ground was slippery, he almost fell. U1dkQH

Unfortunately, he couldn't see what the hell that thing was up to.

Ren Yifei felt regretful in his heart, but his face still showed a fearful and dazed appearance with a youthful and frivolous stubbornness.

"A woman? Who?" Saman probed him for information.

Ren Yifei shook his head, "I can't remember." 76ZhVQ

He really could not remember. All he could recall was a glowing figure that kept waving at him.

Even though other people might laugh, when he was in a trance, he only felt that there were rays of light behind the figure and flying angles with tiny wings, which made people feel completely reassured.

However, it was this kind of 'reassurance' that made him immediately understand that he was on the right track; he has always been keen on matters that are 'out of control'.

"Then your face..." that morning, he had the appearance of a young wild wolf that was popular with women, but now, there were a few bruises on his face and a cut at the corner of his mouth. Did he fight with someone? y96US8

Ren Yifei's expression became even worse when this matter was mentioned: "I encountered several brutes and had my food stolen. I wanted to come out to relax, but I didn't expect..."

Once Saman heard that his food had been stolen, he immediately understood what was going on.

He did not generously ask him if he wanted food since Saman did not have a lot of food himself, and since it was stolen, he just needed to snatch it back. If he were to give him food now, it might seem like he was deliberately trying to gain favour.

It just so happens that he was going to take action tonight, and at that time, have someone put the looted food back. rK70g

"I was about to go up and have a look. Do you want to go together?"

"No, I'm still a bit panicky," Ren Yifei shuddered. He looked at Saman and said awkwardly, "Thank you for this time. If you need help in the future, feel free to come to me! Pay attention to yourself; there are strange things here."

After saying that, he rubbed his arms and hurried back to the manor.

Saman, who was behind him, was still looking at the path behind the rock. Just now, when 'Gu Xingye' was walking on the path, there seemed to be a filter over his body, and despite clearly wearing bright white clothes, he could not be immediately noticed. zPelFt

Would this path be a new lead?

The manor had quieted down, and the group of people who vandalised it earlier had turned the whole estate upside down and opened all the locked areas.

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But like before, nothing was gained.

The owner of the manor did not lie to them; all the food had been distributed. This, instead, proved that they had adopted a suspicious attitude without proper justification. This caused the thugs to fly into a rage out of humiliation. sdWDXl

The owner of the manor was locked up in a half-renovated log cabin, as well as the manor's chef, violinist, and a few staff members who were not 'compliant'.

There were two people standing guard outside the cabin; both were NPCs. The owner of the manor quietly stared at the thugs she had let in.

Does she regret it?

Ren Yifei felt that she regretted it. qi1Ply

He passed by the hut, and the watchman in charge suddenly barked at him, "Hey, don't come any closer!"

Power that is left unchecked breeds evil. Once left unsupervised, these people who vandalised the mountain have become real 'thugs'.

Ren Yifei turned and left.

The truth was hidden in a double-edged sword, and without strength, it was not worth arguing. HPfWy1

Ren Yifei returned to the mushroom house, put on a coat and came out. Because there was nothing else to do after that, he moved a lot of white stones from the bamboo forest and made a huge SOS on the grass in front of the wooden cabin.

He was sweating profusely but felt a sense of accomplishment, "What if someone sees it?"

When Ren Yifei said it like this, other people came over to help.

"It's useless. We're all going to die," a group of people suddenly ran over and destroyed their SOS sign. AY3pId

Although the manor was large, there were no people nor food, and the diesel generators did not have much fuel left; all in all, everything was lacking. Everyone was discouraged and dejected, which turned into a desire for destruction.

"It's you guys again; you're crazy!" Ren Yifei went up to reason with these people, and the two sides almost got into a fight.

"Still young and wild."

The refugees in the distance pointed at his back. They did not want to move or waste energy, so when they saw these young people who still had the strength to quarrel, it was as if they could see hope. However, they felt silly when they thought about it. GwAQiz

Saman stood in the crowd, looking over at them.

Through the two conflicts, 'Gu Xingye' silently established himself as a young man with a sense of justice, but was also reckless.

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He wanted to know what 'Gu Xingye' wanted to do.

The matter was left unresolved, and Ren Yifei returned to the mushroom house angrily. It was unknown if it was due to the combination of sweat and strong wind, but he developed a fever not long after returning to the mushroom house. 0lMJiY

He has a not-so-good intuition. The people who died in the past two days had increased body temperature, vomiting and diarrhoea, and physical weakness that may have been triggered by certain things.

After an unknown amount of time had pasted, he opened his eyes and found that his legs were weak, and he also had double vision.

He sipped some water from the thermos. However, the water was already cold, so after drinking it, his throat became even drier and burned as if it was on fire.

"Throat..." he touched his throat, which hurt like small blades were cutting its walls, and his forehead was also burning. HR6uP4

The fever symptoms are developing so fast? Ren Yifei thought in a daze. He felt as though he was back on the day of the heavy rain as he unconsciously touched his neck with his hands.

How uncomfortable...

He seemed to be sinking in water, and his lungs were aching from the pain of suffocation.

"Meow—" the black cat cried out at him mournfully. mnaV8f

He immediately opened his eyes and jerked his hands away, taking deep breaths. However, there were already red marks on his neck.

Ren Yifei looked at the ten fingers that were twisting uncontrollably.

Things that could not be controlled were better off destroyed.

"Ah—" The person who stepped into the mushroom house was taken aback, "You, you, what are you doing?" EXGIku

He was an ordinary NPC who had just come over to retrieve a piece of clothing, and then went out to see if he could find some food. He did not expect to see such a horrifying image when he opened the door.

Ren Yifei sat against the wall with blood dripping from his ten fingers; the blood that dotted the ground, and his body, resembled red plums.

"It's nothing," he said hoarsely, "I have a fever. This is a local method to relieve the symptoms. Bloodletting from the fingers may work for some people but not others."

Seeing that he really does not look sick, and his mind is clear, the NPC who came in exhaled, "The local method is so scary? We still have to believe in science... cough, in short, it's too scary." 3y1E7b

The person was scared to death. It was only yesterday that someone died here, and they still have some lingering fears when they think about it.

"I'll clean up in a while."

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Ren Yifei quickly wiped up the blood with a mop and wrapped his fingers with strips of cloth, just like a mummy. However, there were still some bloodstains on his clothes. He could not care less. Since he could not wipe them off with water, he simply gave up.

The fever symptoms were still there, but everything was under control. EY2oJ8

There was still some water left in the glass, but he didn't drink it. He let his lips peel and made himself look horrible, as if he might collapse at any moment.

Ren Yifei wandered around the estate for a while. There were signs of destruction everywhere.

As the evening approached, the smell of food began to waft in the manor's dining hall again. Those who participated in the vandalism during the day were sitting in the dining hall, enjoying the scrumptious food— which were not necessarily exquisite, but definitely filling.

The leading corporate drone player was sitting inside, as was the bob haircut player; both were enjoying the moment. qSYgAm

Other refugees were attracted by the food and wanted to go in but were afraid and hesitant.

On the premise that no food could be found, everyone knew that such a day would come sooner or later. Those who were weak would be unable to guard their food, and those who were strong will choose to loot when driven by hunger.

It was human nature. Even if it were not these people, there would always be others.

However, it had only been two days, and many people's psyches had not changed, and they had not resigned. Kd Wsw

Ren Yifei went in to get hot water. He looked sick, but his expression was tense. His hands were covered in bandages, and he did not look normal. Seeing that he only took boiled water and did not touch anything else, they ignored him.

He walked to the dining table with some difficulty, carrying the boiled water wither heavy steps. The corporate drone player, surrounded by people, smiled at him, holding a glass of brown sugar water in his hand; it was unknown where he found it.

"Bang!"

The moment the boiling water was poured, gunshots sounded, followed by screams. nFYRbD

The first nail viciously struck the corporate drone player's shoulder blade, and the second shot his thigh. Ren Yifei was sweating profusely as he held the gun-shaped object tightly. His face was as pale as a ghost, but his eyes were fierce and ruthless.

"Guess how many bullets I have left?"