Chapter 14: Night Attack – The Demeanor of Mr. Xie’s Primary Wife, The Actions of a Mistress…

    Chapter 14: Night Attack – The Demeanor of Mr. Xie’s Primary Wife, The Actions of a Mistress…

    Fresh blood gushed out, falling into the red fabric, like a drop of rain falling into a lake. Apart from causing a few ripples, it seemed as if everything was an unintentional, absent-minded illusion.

    Except for the pain in his fingertips, telling Xie He that he had been blatantly disturbed by a human.

    In the dark night, a woman’s eerie hum suddenly rose.

    Xie He raised his eyes and met the gaze of the greenish-white-faced ghost infant outside the window.

    The ghost infant was a stiff white all over, with only black holes for eyes. The corners of its mouth were torn open, revealing the red tendons and ghastly teeth inside.

    The seamstress had a difficult labor, and the child naturally died in her womb.

    The resentment after death clung to the lady’s clothes.

    Xia Ran was deceived by the merchant.

    This was not scrap material from the seamstress’s clothes, but the very outfit she had been wearing when she died. After her death, a bewitched servant had taken it to be recut and sold.

    Xie He put down his needlework, picked up the cooled tea, and took a leisurely sip.

    The ghost infant frantically slammed against the window, leaving a trail of red handprints on the glass.

    Soon, the window shattered.

    Amidst the flying shards, accompanied by the ghost infant’s rampant and mournful cries, it abruptly stopped when Xie He finally raised his eyes and met its gaze.

    The final Boss sat quietly in his seat, a smile that could be described as gentle on his face.

    “Why are you so ugly?” It was as if an elder was caring for a junior.

    Ghost infant: “…”

    The ghost infant’s cries stopped as suddenly as a car slamming on its brakes. It turned its head stiffly and fled frantically towards the window.

    However, before it could fly out of the window, countless blue-black hands crawled out of the walls and floor, grabbing the angry and terrified ghost infant and twisting it into powder.

    The blue-black hands retreated.

    Xie He took another sip of tea and yawned casually.

    The wound on his hand had rapidly gone through the process of festering, decaying, and then healing in the moment it bled.

    Apart from the bloodstains on the fabric, everything around was quiet, as if nothing had happened.

    Xie He sat quietly for a while longer.

    Memories of the past surfaced for no reason.

    When he was born, was he also this ugly, causing his mother to kill herself and his father to bury him alive?

    A jinx not favored by anyone.

    It was quite fitting with this piece of fabric.

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    Xia Ran heard the sound of knocking on the door again.

    He thought it was the butler coming to urge him to work again.

    When he opened the door, he found Shen Hua and Fu Qu.

    Shen Hua said with a solemn face, “Boss, did you hear any noise last night?”

    Xia Ran: “?”

    Between being sleepy-eyed and dazed, he hesitated and said, “Actually… I slept pretty well?”

    Shen Hua said, “We have a day off today.”

    Fu Qu, who was leaning against the wall, quiet as if watching a play, felt that Shen Hua was not getting to the point.

    So he said, “Mr. Xie was attacked last night. The butler said that in order to find the attacker, we need to conduct a concentrated investigation of us foreign employees today.”

    At the end, Fu Qu couldn’t help but sneer.

    Who could really hurt the final Boss?

    It was nothing more than the game’s malice towards humans, so that it could not sit idly by and watch the players safely spend a month surviving.

    Otherwise, what would be the difference between it and an ordinary full-sensory game?

    “What!” Xia Ran’s reaction was beyond Fu Qu’s control. The black-haired youth grabbed Fu Qu’s sleeve, even forgetting his social anxiety, “Mr. Xie wouldn’t really be injured, would he?”

    Fu Qu: “…”

    Who’s injured? The final Boss?

    He stared quietly at Xia Ran.

    He couldn’t tell whether this player was acting or really stupid.

    If he was really a fool, would the final Boss really let him live these few days?

    After Xia Ran’s nervousness subsided, he realized that he was not familiar with Fu Qu at all.

    He scurried behind Shen Hua like a rabbit.

    “Are you okay?” Xia Ran asked.

    Although Shen Hua didn’t understand Xia Ran’s overly concerned attitude towards the final Boss.

    But he always adhered to the principle that if the boss did this, there must be a reason for it.

    So Shen Hua honestly replied, “Mr. Xie is fine. It’s just that the window glass in the Bamboo Pavilion’s study is broken.”

    Fu Qu frowned, “When I heard the noise last night, it was probably in the middle of the night. Why was he still in the study in the middle of the night?”

    Xia Ran moved slightly.

    Fu Qu and Shen Hua both looked at him.

    A blush crept onto the black-haired youth’s fair face.

    “Mr. Xie wouldn’t be staying up so late to make clothes for me, would he?”

    Shen Hua: “?”

    Fu Qu: “?”

    Fortunately, Shen Hua had already experienced the impact of the final Boss, and had a higher acceptance than Fu Qu.

    Haha, anyway, he and the head chef weren’t like that.

    Who knew what Mr. Xie was thinking.

    And Fu Qu wasn’t as mentally prepared as Shen Hua.

    The only movable eye that wasn’t covered by the eye patch clearly showed that the pupil was trembling violently.

    Fu Qu even suspected that his ears were malfunctioning, but he didn’t dare to suspect that the final Boss’s brain was broken.

    Are you saying that a final Boss who kills without batting an eye is sewing clothes for his human servant player in the middle of the night?

    Fu Qu’s language system was paralyzed.

    In the end, he just said dryly, “That’s good.”

    Xia Ran didn’t suspect that there was a problem with the fabric at all.

    With the high development of technology, the gods and ghosts that were talked about with great interest hundreds of years ago have long been nowhere to hide because of science. Xia Ran’s generation rarely comes into contact with the customs of worshiping gods hundreds of years ago. If he had to talk about faith, they might believe in deus ex machina more.

    And Xia Ran’s overly frank attitude, and his weird “obsessive” attitude towards the final Boss, also successfully brought Shen Hua and Fu Qu’s thought processes astray.

    They didn’t even think of the possibility that Xia Ran was the biggest culprit.

    They discussed for a while, and heard the butler’s notification in the broadcast to gather outside the rose garden of the Bamboo Pavilion.

    When the three arrived, all the other players had already arrived.

    Except for Shen Hua and Xia Ran, and Fu Qu, who remained unmoved no matter what happened, the others had not even really seen the live Boss.

    Naturally, they were afraid that they might become the slaughtered sheep.

    Mu Jingyao was holding the fat man’s shoulder, smiling like a fox.

    The fat man, since being saved by Xia Ran by mistake last time, had still not escaped Mu Jingyao’s oppression. At this time, he looked like he was angry but dared not speak. When he saw Xia Ran, he had a bit of an attitude of asking for help.

    Xia Ran: “…”

    Should he say hello now?

    He rarely interacted with people and didn’t see the undercurrents between Mu Jingyao and the fat man.

    Xia Ran walked straight to the two people and said briefly to the fat man, “Hello, have you been well these days?”

    The fat man completely ignored Xia Ran’s human-machine-like greeting method, and only felt that the youth’s arrival seemed to bring his own holy light.

    Because the moment Xia Ran approached, Mu Jingyao’s attitude became cautious.

    He didn’t laugh anymore, didn’t get up from the fat man’s body either, and even took a step back.

    The fat man’s eyes were full of tears: “Boss, long time no see!”

    The job he was assigned was door security. Which was the farthest distance from the Bamboo Pavilion where Xia Ran worked.

    Plus, the fat man was timid and didn’t dare to wander around in front of the Boss’s old home.

    Xia Ran: “…”

    It’s only been two days since we last met, right?

    Shen Hua, who was listening: “…”

    How could someone snatch his exclusive title!

    With a subtle displeasure, Shen Hua also looked vigilantly at Mu Jingyao.

    Among the group of players who were disheveled, depressed, and chasing uneasily, this guy’s smiling attitude seemed particularly abnormal.

    It felt very suspicious.

    After all, Mu Jingyao seemed to be quite supportive of the boss poisoning the final Boss to fight last time.

    Could it be that he was the one who secretly plotted against the final Boss?

    Mu Jingyao didn’t know that Shen Hua had put a black pot on his back.

    He was just not panicking because he could pull someone to his death at any time.

    Mu Jingyao’s attitude at this time was all on Xia Ran.

    This was also the first time he had a head-on contact with this magical youth.

    After all, Mu Jingyao was the first human player he had ever seen who could poison the final Boss and still live safely until now.

    Could it be that he had a big trump card?

    Mu Jingyao didn’t think about other aspects.

    He was a conspiracy theorist.

    In his opinion, Xia Ran’s doing so many things was actually a kind of discipline for the final Boss.

    After all, the final Boss was willing to wear long underwear.

    Then in the future, what couldn’t he do?

    Mu Jingyao felt that Xia Ran was really far-sighted to a terrifying degree.

    No, perhaps what he was planning was not a simple stage clear.

    Mu Jingyao was a sycophant, and naturally tended to befriend players with great ambitions.

    So when he saw Xia Ran only say hello to the fat man, and completely treat him as air, he couldn’t help but speak up to make his presence known.

    “Why don’t you say hello to me?” Mu Jingyao said with a smile, “Does classmate Xia Ran look down on me?”

    Xia Ran was already socially anxious.

    He said hello to the fat man because the other party’s gaze was too hot, and it would seem a little rude if he forcibly ignored it.

    But this didn’t mean that he wanted to start a inexplicable conversation with strangers in this public place!

    Xia Ran stared at Mu Jingyao with dead fish eyes.

    Who is this person?

    How could he be so lacking in boundaries when he came up?

    So Xia Ran silently moved his gaze away again and walked towards Shen Hua and Fu Qu not far away.

    He truly put Mu Jingyao’s question into practice.

    Yes, he just treated you as air.

    Mu Jingyao’s smile froze, and his face darkened.

    The fat man hurriedly covered his mouth to prevent himself from laughing out loud.

    Mu Jingyao was a little angry.

    But not that angry.

    In his opinion, a strong person like Xia Ran should have some arrogance in his heart.

    It was nothing to be ignored and suffer a loss on the first greeting.

    He could continue to work hard!

    Sooner or later, he would gain a sense of presence in Xia Ran’s eyes.

    As Mu Jingyao thought this, the back of his neck suddenly turned cold.

    He turned his head and realized that the players’ faces had all turned pale as if they had lost their parents.

    A electric wheelchair slowly swam out of the Bamboo Pavilion.

    Sitting in the wheelchair was a frail youth in a green shirt and white hair.

    They had seen this face in the surveillance, but this was the first time they had seen it in reality.

    It was rare to see a monster in a copy that was so in line with human aesthetics.

    The inhuman beauty even had a bit of an impact.

    But those eyes were like dry wells, which was really scary.

    Even the smile carried a cold air from the cemetery.

    Like a beautiful doll approaching people infinitely.

    The uncanny valley effect was full.

    Xie He’s gaze swept across all the humans.

    The same mundane skin and boring souls.

    It finally landed on Mu Jingyao’s body.

    There was a bit more coldness and disgust in his eyes.

    He had just seen it, this guy’s actions.

    Xie He hated when others showed a desire to conquer things that he favored.

    Now Xie He found that he couldn’t allow the human he favored either.

    Mu Jingyao’s body stiffened.

    He actually felt the approach of death.

    His mind was full of question marks.

    He didn’t go crazy and attack the boss in the middle of the night.

    Where did he offend this monster?!

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