2022-11-06 09:54 Category: My Days Pretending to Be an NPC in Puzzle GamesTurn off the lights
"Suppress them across the board." As the demonstrations in the underground city raged, the base leader issued an order, and all armed forces were mobilized, their guns pointed at the people they were protecting, resulting in a stalemate.
"Brother, this is for you." A piece of paper was passed to Saman.
Samantha looked at her, the true soul of the parade.
"The secret to the base's immunity to monster attacks lies with the base leader. Opposing him means leaving this protection. Are you sure you won't regret it?"
The weathered, brown-skinned woman raised an eyebrow and smiled: "No regrets. I'm alive, and I'll live with my head held high. We're not afraid of people, so monsters aren't scary either."
That's as if people are more terrifying than monsters.
She was genuinely confident because these people had actually already established small bases outside.
Most of the monsters outside are shut-ins, not very interested in humans, and some can even be treated kindly. Humans can easily survive in this world on their own.
Although it was certainly not as safe as being at the base, free from monster harassment.
"I have always believed that avoidance and compromise will never solve problems. We need to go out and accept and adapt to the changes in this world."
The rebel leader quietly opened his pocket, inside which was a small monster, like a black four-legged dragon, dozing off.
She winked at Saman: "My partner."
"I understand. I wish you success." Perhaps humans don't necessarily have to become monsters to survive in this world; the female leader offered another answer.
Samantha, holding the paper, quietly left the parade. NPCs and players alike each have their own battlefields.
He should go and greet the little monster; hopefully, it's not too late.
Inside the laboratory, behind glass.
Ren Yifei sat in this cramped space, imagining himself as an experimental subject who grew up in this cramped space, whose daily routine consisted of being taken out and experimented on.
Those little monsters that preceded her are all dead now, but these 'people' may have been the guarantee that Scarlet Witch grew up safely; they were the ones who kept the Scarlet Witch as a seed.
From birth to death, no one knew anything about these people. They were clearly intelligent beings transformed from humans, yet they had no names, no records outside the laboratory, never saw the moonlight, and never saw the sea.
They live in this world, yet leave no trace.
If it were him, how would he feel right now?
As dusk approached, orders came in to drug the Scarlet Witch and move her to where she was to be taken.
A place where monster offspring never return.
The researchers were somewhat disappointed, but had no choice but to comply.
"The New Human Project has failed." That's truly heartbreaking news.
Colorless, transparent smoke drifted into the glass house, carrying a slightly pungent odor. The Scarlet Witch inside immediately became agitated, banging on the walls and desperately trying to pry open the metal ring around her neck.
"Ah—" He cried out in pain from the electric shock, pounding his fist against the glass until his skin broke and blood smeared on the glass wall.
The researchers outside watched his near-self-harming behavior in silence. The first time you see something like this, you might avoid looking, but after a while, it just becomes the same.
The Scarlet Witch was not the first monster to enter their laboratory, nor will she be the last.
They're used to it.
Finally, the Scarlet Witch stopped moving; he collapsed to the ground as if his bones had been removed.
"Wait a minute, the Scarlet Witch is cunning; her drug resistance is stronger than that of ordinary monsters." A researcher activated another button, doubling the amount of smoke, and the Scarlet Witch's body on the ground twitched slightly.
Ten minutes later, they dragged the unconscious Scarlet Witch out and bound her hands and feet.
"Send them away."
The Scarlet Witch was placed into a capsule-shaped, sealed space, and they closed the lid.
The man who had been working alongside the base leader approached. He confirmed that the woman lying inside was the Scarlet Witch, nodded, and then opened a secret passage. He prepared to send her inside.
"Zila."
The lab lights flickered, and the lab suddenly went completely dark. But the next second, emergency power came on, and everything returned to normal. All the devices inside were independently powered and unaffected by the brief power outage.
The researcher in the lab looked up and said, "What's going on? Send someone to ask."
"Boom!" With this loud noise, flames broke through the laboratory's triple-defense door, and the thin metal sheets exploded, shooting out in all directions at extremely high speed like a shower of flowers.
Almost instantly, the metal shards pierced through the researchers' bodies, and the shockwave pushed them to the innermost layer, leaving them with no chance of survival.
Amidst the billowing smoke and dust, a tall figure emerged. He looked around and immediately spotted the intact capsule.
There was a switch on the capsule. Pressing it opened the glass cover automatically, and he reached out to dig out the little red monster inside.
Unexpectedly, the little monster inside opened its eyes as soon as it was touched.
Ren Yifei opened his eyes wide, trying to see more clearly. However, everything was blurry; the medication had taken effect.
In a daze, Ren Yifei felt the straps on his body being untied. The person took his hand and tried to pick him up, but Ren Yifei's hand went straight to a sharp piece of glass on the ground.
"It's me. I'll take you to another place." A rich, bitter aroma wafted over, enveloping Ren Yifei like a soft cotton candy.
Despite the shards of glass piercing his neck, Saman spoke gently.
He was almost certain that this was the person he was looking for, and he didn't need any evidence.
"That damn dessert enthusiast is ruining my plans again. But... thanks."
The broken glass in his hand clattered to the ground. Smelling the familiar scent, Ren Yifei closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep peacefully.
When Ren Yifei woke up again, it was already dark. The temperature of the card information update woke him up.
[Fourth Night: The Prisoner.]
It was eleven o'clock. He lay on the soft bed, his clothes changed into a large men's shirt, his right hand handcuffed to the headboard, and a blanket covering him. His red cloak lay neatly folded beside him.
The metal ring around his neck had been removed, and Ren Yifei touched his neck.
"I never imagined I'd be wearing this kind of 'boyfriend shirt' one day." Lifting the blanket, Ren Yifei's face turned practically green as he looked at the sleeves rolled up several times and the hem barely covering his thighs.
Is it so hard to put pants on him?
He shook his hand, and the handcuffs clattered against the bedpost. The inside of the handcuffs was covered with soft leather, as if to prevent them from rubbing against his hand.
Ren Yifei: ...
He's now starting to suspect that dessert enthusiasts have some strange hobbies.
He had changed his clothes, and... Ren Yifei seemed to be thinking of something. He propped himself up on his lap, grabbed the hem of his shirt with one hand and lifted it up a little, lowering his head slowly to see if his original leggings were still intact.
"Knock knock." There was a sound outside the door. Ren Yifei jumped up in a second, closed his legs, and looked at the door.
With a creak, the door opened, and Saman came in carrying food: "Awake?"
Ren Yifei glared at him, baring his teeth fiercely, veins bulging on his arms, as if he would attack if Saman did anything wrong.
His long hair was fluffy from sleeping because of the previous incident, and the oversized shirt he wore made him look exceptionally cute. Even though he looked fierce, he still had a soft and adorable, childlike charm.
Looking at the scarlet witch, Saman's fair face flushed suspiciously: "Ahem. Are you hungry?"
As soon as he got a little closer, Ren Yifei instinctively took a step back, becoming even more vigilant, and his aggressive expression became more pronounced.
Samantha had no choice but to take two steps back and put the food in his hand on the cabinet: "Your clothes were all torn, so I disposed of them." The Scarlet Witch outside hadn't received any proper care; the clothes inside were more like burlap sacks than clothes.
"Also, you might not be able to fit into my pants, so..." Noticing what the Scarlet Witch was wearing, Saman was so embarrassed that he didn't know where to look.
He really doesn't have that kind of strange fetish.
Seeing Saman retreat, Ren Yifei's expression immediately relaxed, and even a little doubt and curiosity appeared, his eyes darting around.
The aroma of food slowly wafted out, and he noticed it, but only glanced at it before turning back: his recipe was blood, and it even included bread? Thumbs down!
"It's not for you," Saman explained, "it's for my own use."
Ren Yifei didn't want to talk to him anymore.
Seeing this, Saman approached Ren Yifei again, clearly trying to provoke him.
Ren Yifei emitted a low, engine-like sound from his throat, carrying a threatening undertone, and his expression changed. From a hint of doubt and curiosity, he began grinding his teeth.
"I won't hurt you." Samantha cautiously extended a hand, tentatively approaching.
Ren Yifei stared at the hand until it crossed the safety barrier. Then, Ren Yifei swung his claw at it, leaving several shallow marks on the back of the hand.
"Huh?" Ren Yifei stared wide-eyed at his fingers. When had his long, sharp nails been worn down?! His only weapon!
The incredulous look on Saman's face almost made him laugh, but he managed to hold it in and continued gently, "It's temporary; it will grow back."
As he spoke, he took the opportunity to touch the head of his little monster. The Scarlet Witch's hair was fine, soft, and felt wonderful to the touch.
"Ah!" Ren Yifei angrily slapped him several times, but unfortunately, his well-polished nails left no mark.
"Don't be angry, don't be angry. I know you can understand. I can help you."
If Saman hadn't kept patting Ren Yifei's head while saying that, perhaps Ren Yifei would have pretended to believe him.
Seeing that Scarlet Witch's hatred was about to reach its peak, Saman finally stopped teasing her. He took out a small knife and made a cut on his wrist. Red blood dripped down and onto the white sheets, and the smell of blood filled the air.
Ren Yifei's eyes were fixed on the wound, his gaze unable to leave it.
The base NPCs were inhuman; they injected him with a hunger-inducing potion but didn't give him any food. Ren Yifei had been starving for a whole day, and he couldn't help but stare at the blood gushing from his wound.
The taste evoked his memories: he had eaten it before, it was exceptionally sweet, much better than rabbit or pheasant.
Saman reached out and brought his hand to his lips: "You haven't eaten all day, would you like some water?"
After only a second of hesitation, Ren Yifei answered with his actions: Eat!
He bit down directly on the wound, his soft, moist tongue licking and even curling up to suck on it.
He would take a bite, then raise his eyes to look at the 'food' with obvious wariness.
Many animals that live in the wild retain this ability because the eating environment in the wild is also very harsh, and they have to be careful not to become someone else's meal while eating.
So this is what it feels like to feed your sweetheart?
'The food to be eaten' Samantha's eyes were so tender they were almost dripping with water, and his other hand slowly reached out, almost touching the hair of his little monster.
Ren Yifei noticed immediately, grabbed his wrist to avoid it, ate even faster and more quickly, and glanced at Saman from time to time to assess the situation.
This action shows that the little monster often goes hungry outside and his diet is not very good.
Saman, a 1.9-meter-tall hunk, was practically melting at that moment.
I wish this were a ghost card, so I could take it home and buy whatever I wanted to eat, play, or do.
"Just a touch of her hair, my hands are freshly washed." Saman reached out again and gently touched the Scarlet Witch's hair.
"Ah!" Ren Yifei shook his head to avoid it, and growled at the 'food', but he couldn't bear to part with it, so he went closer again, still holding his wrist tightly with one hand.
Saman grabbed Ren Yifei's other hand and, taking advantage of his hesitation while eating, placed his hand on his neck, pressing his index and middle fingers against his throat, and slowly taught him: "Guan Yue, Ge Wu An Guan, Guan Yue."
Ren Yifei: ...
If the circumstances allowed, he would have scratched him all over the face until he bled; shameless.
Ren Yifei ignored him, but Saman found his own amusement in repeating those two words over and over again.
When he spoke, his throat vibrated, and Ren Yifei's fingertips felt like they were being burned. He tried to pull them back, but they were held down. Saman felt like he had found the joy of raising a child, and was teaching the little monster to say his name.
The Scarlet Witch would feel a great sense of accomplishment if she could call out his name.
Samantha longed to see a different kind of emotion in the little monster's eyes, but the little monster only looked at him with the eyes of someone looking at 'food'.
If his hands hadn't been restrained and his body hadn't been somewhat sluggish due to the effects of the medication, Ren Yifei would have already broken his legs and started to nurse him back to health.
Samantha probably knew what the Scarlet Witch was planning. He shouldn't have been so easily captured; there might be some special plan involved.
Right now, his little monster must be cursing him in his heart.
Samantha knew he was being foolish. He just couldn't bear it. He had read the experimental records; these things wouldn't matter if they happened to other people, but it made him feel terrible that they were happening to the Scarlet Witch now.
Samantha was glad he had intervened. When he saw the Scarlet Witch lying in the capsule, so peaceful as if she were dead, his heart nearly stopped.
Fortunately, he was only unconscious, and fortunately, he arrived not too late.
All the Scarlet Witch wants are things that have been deleted or hidden, and he can get them.
"I'll give you whatever you want." So please, don't put yourself in danger, okay? Even if the wound heals, does the pain from before simply disappear?
Ren Yifei lowered his eyes and remained silent for a while, then couldn't help but raise his hand and scratch his face: Who asked you to bring it? I'll take it myself.
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