Chapter 1 Entering the Game (Revised) Socially Anxious Xia Bravely Pioneers Infinite Flow…

    Chapter 1 Entering the Game (Revised) Socially Anxious Xia Bravely Pioneers Infinite Flow…

    Creak.

    The sound of leather shoes landing on wooden planks echoed.

    A tall, middle-aged Butler stopped.

    Before him was a scene of utter chaos.

    Blood splattered across the entire corridor, a corpse sprawled at the very center of the pool. His eyes were wide open, his face contorted in a grotesque and painful expression. His chest and limbs were pierced by crimson tentacles.

    Next to the corpse was a wheelchair. Seated in it was a young man in a cyan robe. His face was pale, his demeanor calm, making him seem somewhat out of place in the bloody scene.

    The Butler’s expression was slightly surprised: “What did he do to warrant Mr. Xie taking action personally?”

    The young man, addressed as “Mr. Xie,” coughed a few times. He had a pair of dull, black eyes.

    “I didn’t kill him.” The young man glanced at the corpse on the ground with disgust. “This human player was just stupid, violating the game rules. Otherwise…”

    He wouldn’t have left the guy with a complete corpse.

    The Butler said with concern, “Are the poisonous roses planted outside by the game still restricting your strength?”

    “Sooner or later, I’ll pull them out. It’s laughable, thinking they can trap me in a game instance with such methods?” A faint smile surfaced on the young man’s face.

    Coupled with his airy tone, it seemed somewhat eerie in the dark corridor.

    The Butler glanced at the corpse on the ground, without any emotional fluctuation: “I will clean this up for you as soon as possible. And new players should be added tomorrow.”

    The young man: “…”

    The young man sighed: “I want to choose my personal servant this time.”

    Butler: “What kind of person are you looking for, sir?”

    “Obedient, beautiful,” the young man said, “and stupid enough.”

    “At least don’t try to challenge the authority of a final Boss. My tolerance for these humans is already very high.”

    Butler: “…”

    A subtle and strange expression appeared on his face.

    No wonder the person before him had never been satisfied with a servant. Players who drew the personal servant card basically died the fastest and were replaced most frequently.

    This standard is almost on par with human mate selection, isn’t it?

    “Yes,” the Butler said, “I will keep an eye out for you.”

    *

    On the bus.

    Soothing violin music played, lulling a group of new players to sleep.

    Shen Hua turned his gaze to the black-haired young man beside him.

    The young man had waist-length hair, with delicate and feminine features. Perhaps because his appearance was too perfect, he had a coldness that kept people at a distance when he closed his eyes for a nap.

    So, so handsome!

    Just looking at him gave a sense of security.

    Should I… say hello?

    To make it easier to latch onto his coattails later?

    Shen Hua was a new player in “Six-Sided Dice.”

    But before that, he had already heard of the existence of this Infinite Flow game. People who were about to die would enter the game, and if they could clear the instance, they could defy fate. But if they died in the instance, they would naturally kick the bucket in reality.

    Shen Hua still wanted to live.

    Having little experience playing games, he heard from his childhood friend Qu Fu that in this kind of game, latching onto the coattails of a strong player was the safest way for a newbie to survive.

    Just as Shen Hua was still hesitating, the black-haired young man had already opened his eyes.

    The bus encountered a bump, and the violent shaking woke everyone up.

    “Damn, I knew this lousy game wouldn’t be so normal.”

    “If nothing else happens, something will happen.”

    Xia Ran was groggy when he woke up and heard the hushed discussions in the car.

    He frowned slightly.

    So noisy.

    How could there be so many living players even in a niche game?

    A couple of days ago, Xia Ran received a game cartridge of his favorite management game from the forum. Coincidentally, he had a full-sensory helmet at home. Having nothing to do after getting his postgraduate recommendation, Xia Ran loaded the cartridge with the helmet to try out this new game.

    They were about to go to an old mansion, draw lots to assign identities, and carry out the main task of managing and building for the mansion’s owner.

    Now Xia Ran was sitting on the bus to the old mansion.

    Because the in-car music was too hypnotic, he couldn’t help but take a nap in the game.

    The air conditioner in the car was a little cold.

    Xia Ran unconsciously rubbed his arms.

    Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of a little boy.

    Huh?

    Was that a little boy sitting next to him?

    Xia Ran didn’t pay much attention.

    “Brother,” the little boy gave him a grin that showed all his teeth, “You’re so pretty.”

    Xia Ran: “…”

    Xia Ran gave him a deadpan look.

    Are little boys these days so precocious?

    Xia Ran was a socially awkward shut-in and didn’t want to engage in pointless conversation.

    So he rested his head back on the car window and slowly closed his eyes.

    Little boy: “…”

    This reaction wasn’t right.

    The little boy looked down at his empty trouser legs and fell into contemplation.

    Normally, humans would be terrified at first sight of him, wouldn’t they?

    Could he have encountered a tough nut to crack?

    The little boy remembered the last player who had treated his head like a balloon and released it out the car window, and he shuddered silently.

    He had no choice but to tug at Xia Ran’s sleeve again: “Brother, why aren’t you talking to me?”

    The black-haired young man peacefully kept his eyes closed.

    “Just pretend I’m dead,” he said. “Dead people don’t talk.”

    Little boy: “…”

    You’re dead, I’m dead?

    Xia Ran had used up all his social energy after saying those two sentences.

    If this little kid had the audacity to keep bothering him, Xia Ran wouldn’t mind letting him experience what physical muting was.

    “Bro…” the little boy just opened his mouth.

    Xia Ran slapped him.

    The little boy fell apart.

    The little boy’s parts were scattered all over the place, his head and body separated, his eyes wide with disbelief.

    Was this player’s strength a little too outrageous?

    Xia Ran: “I’ll slap you again if you keep making noise.”

    Little boy: “…”

    You’ve already slapped me, haven’t you?!

    The little boy’s eyes were filled with terror.

    He stumbled and finally pieced his body back together and ran to the back of the car as if fleeing from a venomous snake.

    Damn.

    He had never seen a human who could smash an NPC with one punch!

    The little boy thought the last lunatic who had let his head fly was terrifying enough.

    But the one in front of him was even more so!

    The little boy was honest.

    The bus jolted again.

    “Handsome… Ouch…!” Shen Hua cried out.

    Xia Ran: “…?”

    Where did the brat beside him go?

    Xia Ran turned his head and saw a Japanese-style handsome guy with a three-seven split hairstyle. His left cheek was visibly swollen, and it was the one Xia Ran had just hit.

    “I’m sorry,” Xia Ran said apologetically, “I thought there was a brat sitting next to me.”

    Shen Hua: “Huh? What brat?”

    Xia Ran: “Maybe I dreamed it.”

    Shen Hua: “Why did you hit that… brat?”

    Xia Ran: “Noisy.”

    Shen Hua: “…”

    He just called him handsome a few times and successfully earned a slap from Xia Ran.

    Honestly, this slap of Xia Ran’s was quite in line with Shen Hua’s perception of a big shot.

    A normal person couldn’t have that much strength, hiss!

    Although the big shot looked ruthless and didn’t say much, Shen Hua had already made up his mind to latch onto his coattails.

    Xia Ran: “…”

    Was this Japanese-style handsome guy angry?

    But he had already apologized just now.

    Xia Ran couldn’t say much more.

    He was frantically imagining and composing words in his head, and encouraging himself to speak up: “That…”

    A loud system female voice rang out.

    [Passengers, please get off! Passengers, please get off!]

    Xia Ran silently shut his mouth.

    The players on the bus got off one after another.

    Xia Ran followed the main group.

    The players walked hurriedly, not delaying.

    Xia Ran followed behind the Japanese-style handsome guy. When he arrived at the platform, he glanced at the driver’s seat intentionally or unintentionally.

    A black shadow with empty eye sockets.

    Xia Ran: “…”

    Ah, the modeling is too rough!

    Before Xia Ran could open his mouth, an impatient voice came from the driver’s seat: “I have a driver’s license, get lost!”

    Xia Ran: “?”

    He wasn’t planning on saying anything either.

    “Half are missing, could it be that only a few of us on the bus are players?” The Japanese-style handsome guy next to him said after looking around, “That’s strange… Big shot, what’s your name? My name is Shen Hua.”

    Xia Ran: “My name is Xia Ran.”

    Why did he call him big shot!?

    Was this guy being sarcastic about him slapping him?

    Xia Ran: “.”

    He didn’t have the courage to ask.

    Fortunately, at this moment, the sound of leather shoes landing came from afar.

    A slender figure gradually approached the players.

    He wore a gray robe, stood tall and straight, had long gray-white hair, a stern face, and lines etched by time. Even though he had a classic Chinese appearance, he had emerald green eyes. He wore a monocle and his gaze swept over, containing a meticulous examination.

    “Hello, welcome to…” the man said, “…Sui Yuan Ju. I am the Butler of Sui Yuan Ju. Here, you will receive your own exclusive identity cards. After spending a month here, those who pass the assessment will be able to leave Sui Yuan Ju and receive a small gift from the Master.”

    Shen Hua: “What about those who don’t pass the assessment?”

    The Butler looked at him coldly.

    Shen Hua suddenly had a sense of being stared at by a wolf.

    “Of course, you’ll stay in Sui Yuan Ju and become a lifelong servant of Sui Yuan Ju,” the Butler slowly stretched out a smile.

    But his smile was not friendly. It was more like a non-human deliberately imitating the movements trained for personification.

    Shen Hua: “…”

    How terrifying!

    This Butler is definitely a monster!

    And what lifelong servant? Isn’t that just being assimilated into the NPC of the instance after death?!

    Shen Hua subconsciously hid behind Xia Ran.

    Thank goodness, thank goodness.

    The big shot was still calm and collected.

    After introducing the instance rules, the Butler turned around and said, “Everyone, please follow me.”

    None of the thirteen players wanted to be left alone in the outer area of the instance map, so they quickly followed the Butler step by step towards Sui Yuan Ju.

    Shen Hua naturally stuck close to Xia Ran’s side.

    “Big shot, do you…” Shen Hua said, “feel that something is wrong? Like the Butler…”

    Xia Ran: “Indeed.”

    Shen Hua: “!”

    Sure enough, something was wrong.

    QAQ It felt so safe to have a big shot by his side.

    They arrived at an ancient mansion.

    The mansion was quaint and elegant, and the open space of the mansion was planted with vivid roses. The road twisted and turned, and the Butler strode ahead, and none of the thirteen players dared to look elsewhere, fearing that they would get lost on the first day in the instance and trigger death conditions.

    Shen Hua grabbed Xia Ran’s arm, barely gaining some confidence. He wanted to make a few remarks about the gloomy atmosphere and ghostly Butler in the instance, when he suddenly heard the black-haired young man next to him say faintly–

    “It’s rare to see such a handsome Butler uncle in a game.”

    Shen Hua: “?”

    The Butler at the front visibly paused in his steps. His attention fell on Xia Ran.

    His emerald green eyes narrowed thoughtfully.

    He was indeed beautiful and looked quite obedient. If this guy was just greedy for the Butler’s beauty, the Master should be able to handle this human player.

    Should he… be the one?

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