Chen Shi looked at the map in his mind.
Walking briskly toward the cafeteria.
He calculated.
From the church to the cafeteria.
It would take at least thirty minutes at the fastest pace.
While rushing.
He quickly recalled the staff photos on the wall.
The portraits in the hallway were bizarre double-sided images.
Normal human forms when viewed head-on.
But turn your head slightly.
And terrifying monstrous afterimages would flash by.
However, just looking at their normal forms.
These five people were extremely recognizable.
First, Nun Annie.
Though wearing a frosty bitch face in the photo.
She was still incredibly beautiful.
Second, Lady Eight Feet.
Heavy black bangs covered her eyes.
Revealing only the lower half of her face.
Corners of her mouth slightly raised.
Looking somewhat gentle.
Just looking at the photo.
You couldn't tell this was an ultimate Boss over two meters tall.
Besides them, there were three others.
The Housekeeper:
A meticulous silver-haired old gentleman.
Holding a bunch of rusty brass keys.
The Chef:
A burly man.
Wearing an open-chested white chef's uniform.
The Janitor:
A black-haired young man wearing half a white mask.
Carrying a mop.
Chen Shi recited the rule silently as he walked:
"Ensure the person you communicate with is a staff member."
He fell into thought.
The rule specifically emphasized the "identity" of the person communicated with.
It definitely wasn't nonsense.
This meant other dirty things roamed the manor.
Identifying staff would be key to survival.
Could it be...
Just as he grasped a thread of thought.
A crisp female voice came from the fog behind him.
"Please wait."
Chen Shi's eyes narrowed.
His steps slowed immediately.
He turned around vigilantly.
His right hand moved quickly to his chest.
Clutching the bone whistle hanging around his neck.
If anything happened now.
He could only blow the bone whistle to call Annie for help...
The dense fog parted.
Seeing the comer's deep, aloof face.
Chen Shi's tense shoulders relaxed slightly.
He let out a breath.
Meanwhile.
The Dragon Country stream boiled over instantly.
The screen filled with triumphant comments:
[Hahaha! Where are those foreigners who said they'd eat shit on stream?]
[Hurry up and serve the meal! If three bowls aren't enough, add more!]
[Does your face hurt?]
[Your superpower clearance boss still chased after our Brother Chen!]
[Dragon Country's Brother Chen, curing all kinds of dissatisfaction!]
The foreign comments went dead silent.
Then started making excuses in exasperation:
[Don't celebrate too early!]
[It's just a coincidence they're going the same way! The cafeteria is in this direction!]
[Stupid Dragon Country people!]
[Elena definitely eyes his top-tier item and plans to kill him for loot in this fog!]
[Exactly! This is the strong hunting the weak!]
The scene cut back to the fog in the manor.
Though Chen Shi recognized her.
The vigilance in his eyes didn't fully fade.
He remembered Elena.
And knew she was the awakened one who cleared a game.
But before figuring out all the manor's rules.
Better safe than sorry.
Chen Shi took a half-step back calmly.
Hand still on the bone whistle.
Voice low:
"Stop right there. How do you prove you're the person from the church just now?"
Hearing this.
Elena stopped.
Her originally deep, aloof expression suddenly froze.
Then.
A gloomy, eerie low laugh squeezed out of her throat.
"Hehehe..."
The laughter grew louder.
透ing a twisted feeling unlike a human.
Elena suddenly raised both hands.
Covering her entire face tightly.
Her shoulders trembled violently.
Chen Shi's pupils shrank.
Shocked.
He raised the whistle.
Just as the bone whistle was about to sound.
The "Hehehe..." laughter stopped abruptly.
Elena lowered her hands.
The eerie expression on her face was swept away.
Restored to coolness.
"Don't blow, it's me."
She looked straight at Chen Shi expressionlessly:
"Proving my identity is simple."
"Just now when the prayer ended."
"Other men were scared so bad their junk shrank into a ball."
"Only you stood there fully erect."
Her gaze moved down.
Scanning Chen Shi's lower abdomen without shy.
"Based on that outline and curve just now."
"Your size is about eighteen..."
"Stop stop stop!"
Chen Shi's scalp tingled.
Waving quickly to interrupt her.
"I know, I know! Shut up!"
"Can you say things like that out loud?!"
"And why are you staring at my crotch!"
Elena's eyes were calm:
"You shouted about the nun's saliva so loudly yourself."
"Attracting everyone's attention."
"Isn't it normal for me to look?"
"And at that time, everyone else was limp."
"You were the only Golden Rooster standing on one leg."
"It was hard not to see clearly."
Chen Shi opened his mouth.
Actually rendered speechless by this logic.
Dark lines covered his head.
He gritted his teeth and asked:
"Then what did you mean by covering your face and laughing gloomily like a ghost just now?"
Elena didn't change her expression:
"For dramatic effect."
Chen Shi's eye twitched wildly.
This woman was definitely sick.
He didn't want to say another word to her.
Turning to leave.
At this moment.
The Dragon Country stream went silent first.
Then turned into an ocean of carnival.
[Holy shit! Give me back my cold sweat!]
[I thought we really met a dirty thing fishing!]
[This car drove too suddenly! The wheels ran right over my face!]
[Eighteen point what? Sister Elena, finish your sentence! This is important!]
[Goddamn 'everyone else was limp, only you were the Golden Rooster'!]
[This sister has an aloof goddess face, why does she talk like a hooligan!]
[Laughing to death.]
[This Elena is too improper.]
[Even thick-skinned Brother Chen was rendered speechless by her hahaha!]
Chen Shi walked forward without looking back.
Not wanting to stay with this female hooligan for another second.
"Want to know why the rule specifically emphasized ensuring you communicate with staff?"
Elena's flat voice came from behind.
Chen Shi paused.
"Also, want to know what those 'special circumstances' really are?"
Chen Shi stopped completely.
This was exactly the fatal blind spot he had been pondering all the way.
In this manor full of murderous intent.
A veteran's intel was life.
Compared to that.
Being made fun of with a dirty joke was nothing.
He turned around.
Looking at Elena a few steps away.
Gaze slightly sunken:
"What do you mean?"
Elena didn't answer immediately.
She looked at Chen Shi.
Slowly extending a fair hand.
"Let's ally."
Her tone was waveless.
Crisp and neat.
"I am Elena."
"Horror game survivor."
The stream exploded instantly.
Dragon Country viewers went completely wild.
[Holy shit! She really actively asked for an alliance!]
[Where are the ones who tried to cheat food and drink just now? Get out!]
[The shit is mixed for you, eat it while it's hot!]
[What is status!]
[Your Bald Eagle Country's most aloof clearance boss.]
[Still had to actively reach out to our Brother Chen!]
[Selling sunflower seeds and drinks in the front row.]
[Sitting and watching the foreign network break down collectively!]
The foreign comments were dead silent for a full ten seconds.
Then erupted in an even more exasperated spam.
Crazy stubborn excuses:
[Don't celebrate too early!]
[Lord Elena definitely just wants to use him as a scapegoat to trigger traps!]
[Exactly! Active alliances in high-level horror games are often just to find cannon fodder.]
[Elena definitely eyes his ability to attract anomalies.]
[Planning to sacrifice him anytime when danger comes!]
[Stupid Dragon Country people.]
[Wait till this pretty boy is squeezed dry of value.]
[He will definitely die more miserably than anyone!]