LGSG Chapter 8
by VolareChapter 8: Civilized Dining (Revised) Little Xia is good, Little Xia cares about children…
The players waited outside the Bamboo Pavilion.
“Actually, I think,” the fatty muttered, shrinking his neck, “this final Boss is gentle enough. As long as we honestly survive for a month…”
Mu Jingyao chuckled and grabbed the back of his neck: “Whether you want to survive or not depends on whether the game wants you to, right? What if the death conditions increase later?”
Except for Shen Hua, everyone had particularly obvious dark circles under their eyes. Even if it was a sunk cost, everyone wanted to see the fate of the player who provoked the Boss at the beginning.
“Hurry up!” someone urged, “It’s almost working time.”
Mu Jingyao released the fatty’s neck, instead slapping his cheeks twice as if humiliating him: “Others are waiting, can’t let everyone down, right?”
The fatty’s lips twitched, but in the end, under Mu Jingyao’s cold and threatening gaze, he didn’t say a word of complaint.
Damn it.
Since it wasn’t their item, they naturally didn’t feel sorry or scared.
But in Infinite Flow instances, the strong have the last say. Once a player like the fatty who just wants to lie flat is manipulated by a lunatic like Mu Jingyao, he can only obediently act as a punching bag.
The fatty painfully took out his family fortune, a remote projection drone camera. It was highly concealed and would project a light screen in front of the user. It was expensive.
The drone flew to the second floor and finally stopped outside a window. The window was half-open, allowing a vague view of the scene inside.
Inside the room, a sickly young man was lying on the bed, wearing loose inner garments. He opened his eyes, revealing a pair of bottomless, chilling pupils. Even the long-distance observation made many players’ hair stand on end. Rich game experience told them that this was the final Boss they hadn’t met yet.
When the sickly young man opened his eyes, he glanced at the sunlight outside the window intentionally or unintentionally.
In the picture, it was as if he made eye contact with the players.
“Damn.” Someone cursed softly to relieve the fear.
Speaking of appearance, this final Boss’s looks were quite good. But no one was in the mood to appreciate the almost bewitching beauty of the young master of Sui Yuan Ju. His phoenix eyes had large pupils, dark and without light. It was a terrifying aura that was inhuman yet approachable.
Even the frivolous smile that Mu Jingyao usually wore on his face receded slightly because of this misplaced eye contact, and a few traces of caution appeared in his eyes.
Fortunately, it was a top-tier item, specifically designed to restrain the Boss.
So the young master of Sui Yuan Ju didn’t discover the players’ methods.
“That’s… a rose?” Someone noticed the head of the bed behind the youth, “He actually did it!”
A bright red rose was placed at the head of the youth’s bed.
To be precise, it was the item that restrained the Boss in the game – “Chains”.
Someone said incredulously: “Could it be that he poisoned the Boss?”
Soon, Xia Ran’s figure appeared in the picture.
Causing quite a stir among the players.
This guy is still alive?!
“If the Boss was poisoned unknowingly,” the fatty said, “shouldn’t he be settling the score with Xia Ran now?”
Mu Jingyao: “That’s natural.”
Although the expression of the young master of Sui Yuan Ju when he saw the rose was fleeting, it was clearly unexpected.
Unless it was those few Grade A big shots, no player who provoked the Boss like that had ever left the instance alive.
“What’s that thing in his hand?” the fatty muttered.
His eyes fell on the youth’s hand, and he found another rose.
The corners of the players’ mouths twitched.
Is he really a moron, giving poisonous roses to the Boss as flowers?
Provocation also requires a solid strength, right?
The youth’s figure was not strong, and his delicate appearance added a bit of natural fragility.
The fatty suddenly gasped.
The black-haired youth took out a pair of red long underwear from somewhere.
The fatty: “…”
Giving poisonous roses to the Boss and also giving long underwear?!
The fatty looked dazed: “Did this player named Xia Ran grasp some handle of the Boss?”
The players’ smiles gradually froze, eventually turning into a wooden expression.
Coupled with the particularly obvious dark circles under their eyes, it had a unique comedic effect.
Mu Jingyao was breaking down: “What the hell is he doing?”
He stayed up all night just to see this?
“Provocation without being killed…” someone said, “Damn, who the hell is this god, who can make the Boss have such an attitude?”
Before the fatty had time to complain more, his expression changed.
The drone exploded in the sky, and his face turned the color of a pig’s liver.
“What are you doing gathering here?” The butler flashed out.
He stood in front of the Bamboo Pavilion, looking down at the players in front of him with his hands behind his back.
He was discovered!
At the moment when the fatty met the butler’s deep green eyes, he felt like he had suddenly arrived in front of a lion’s bloody mouth, facing the ferocious fangs.
It was as if a pair of invisible hands were strangling his neck.
He was struggling to breathe and couldn’t say a word of explanation.
A great force came from behind, and Mu Jingyao kicked him to the butler’s feet.
The baby-faced youth raised his hands with a smile: “Butler, he used props to violate the rules. We didn’t do anything.”
Mu Jingyao obviously knew the loopholes in the game rules well.
The butler’s attention fell on the fatty on the ground, and he muttered, “What a pity…”
It was a pity that Mr. Xie was at a critical moment and couldn’t make any abnormal moves to be discovered by the game. Whether dead or alive, they had to cleverly cater to the rules.
“Hello,” the butler squatted down and pinched the fatty’s tearful cheeks, “I’ll give you a task.”
The fatty turned his head in a panic, wanting to refuse. But the butler’s hand was like a huge pair of pliers.
All the onlookers ran away. No one thought about helping him.
Facing the monster’s eyes, he heard the content of the task with tears in his eyes.
“There is a bamboo garden in Sui Yuan Ju, where a child has been crying recently. Go and bring that crying child out.”
In an instance, this kind of task with obvious ghosts was clearly a death sentence!
But he had no chance to refuse.
In another trance, the butler and the Bamboo Pavilion all disappeared.
A dark bamboo forest appeared in front of the fatty.
He climbed up in embarrassment, his clothes covered in mud.
It was daytime, but the dense bamboo forest blocked all the light, making it gloomy and cold. Even the direction was difficult to distinguish because of the dense branches and leaves.
The sound of broken forest leaves.
The fatty heard footsteps and a little boy’s crying.
A thin, black-eyed, long-robed child walked over, holding something.
He walked to a sparse place with sunlight.
The child had delicate features, but his hair was already white, and his eyelashes looked like falling snow.
The sunlight shone in his palm, and the fatty saw what it was.
A bloody little bird that had been skinned.
“Is it you…” The child stopped crying, revealing a cruel smile, “who killed my little bird?”
The fatty was dumbfounded. Terror enveloped his heart. A voice in his heart told him to run quickly. But the body and brain seemed to have automatically separated.
The little boy walked closer and closer, with a dagger in his hand.
This was not a human.
It was a little monster.
The fatty wanted to cry but had no tears, feeling that his life was about to end here.
Just then, a cold voice came from above.
“Children shouldn’t play with dangerous knives.”
The fatty looked up. A black-haired, red-eyed boy in a white shirt jumped down from above the bamboo. He had just seen this person on the monitor.
It was Xia Ran, who had made a lot of outrageous moves provoking the Boss.
Why was he here too? Did the Boss want him to die?
Countless thoughts flashed through the fatty’s mind in an instant, and he stared blankly at Xia Ran jumping down and bouncing in front of the little boy.
Xia Ran came to the little boy and frowned unintentionally.
So… so beautiful!
And why did he feel a bit like Mr. Xie? Could he be Mr. Xie’s younger brother?
“Give the knife to big brother.” Xia Ran stretched out his hand.
Little boy: “…”
Holding the hideous little bird corpse, the boy’s eyes burst out with a beast-like light.
Xia Ran: “.”
Xia Ran loved everything related to Mr. Xie, and he originally liked good-looking NPCs. He naturally had a good impression of this little boy.
He was just worried that the knife would hurt the child. Mr. Xie asked him to go to the warehouse in the bamboo garden to get something, but he didn’t expect to meet a child who seemed to have an extraordinary relationship with Mr. Xie.
Since it concerned Mr. Xie, Xia Ran naturally wouldn’t take it lightly.
Although he liked pretty children, he was really annoyed by the real nature of children.
Seeing that the boy in front of him wouldn’t take either hard or soft approaches, Xia Ran gradually lost patience.
He reached out and grabbed the knife.
The boy suddenly revealed a fierce light and struggled back.
As a result, Xia Ran grabbed his wrist with his backhand and easily lifted him into the air with one hand.
Little boy: “?”
The sudden weightlessness made him briefly forget his target. After the knife in his hand was snatched by Xia Ran, it was thrown to the fatty beside him.
The black-haired youth even had the leisure to pat the little boy’s cheek: “That’s a good boy.”
Fatty: “…”
The fatty trembled, thinking that this child was about to show his shark teeth, how was he a good boy?!
“B… Boss?” He tentatively called Xia Ran.
Xia Ran’s actions were indeed those of a boss, seemingly courting death, but in fact, he had no skill and relied entirely on feelings and strength.
In any case, ordinary players couldn’t lift a little monster with one hand.
“Look at what else he has in his hand…” The fatty reminded him very subtly.
His intention was to tell Xia Ran not to relax his vigilance.
Some NPCs would indeed use a weak appearance to deceive players.
Xia Ran followed his gaze and saw a featherless pigeon.
He casually asked, “Are you taking the knife to stew the pigeon?”
Little boy: “…”
The little boy bared his teeth.
He had actually been trying very hard to break free from this player’s restraints. Ordinary humans should have been hurt by him at this time. But Xia Ran’s hand held him steadily in the air.
This was not right.
Xia Ran said righteously: “You can’t eat wild animals.”
The little boy gave a sinister smile.
A mouthful of shark teeth.
The fatty cried in fright beside him: “Boss, this isn’t a question of whether to eat wild animals or not, right?”
This guy’s teeth looked like he was going to eat people!
“Well,” Xia Ran said, “are you very hungry?”
He casually stuffed a few pieces of rose petals into the little boy’s mouth.
“I washed and dried these, planning to have Shen Hua help me make flower cakes.” Xia Ran said, “I’ll take you to find Mr. Xie.”
Fatty: “……?”
The fatty stared dumbfounded as Xia Ran quickly took out rose petals and stuffed them into the little ghost’s mouth, which was full of sharp teeth.
The little ghost closed his eyes, fell silent, became quiet, and became honest.
Xia Ran: “?”
Did he faint from hunger?