"That's enough... that's three times already..."
"What? Honey, are you bad at math? There are still seven more chances."
"You...you're crazy..."
"Hehehe~ Insulting someone now costs you eight times, it's eight now~"
Shu Bai struggled to turn around and glare at him, her eyes reddening: "...You're just making excuses!"
Li Yuheng seized the opportunity to kiss him: "I am right."
…
Li Yuheng stared at the hat on Shu Bai's head, very puzzled: "Huh? Why hasn't this hat fallen off yet? I deliberately chose a style that's not stable."
Sparse white breath, barely perceptible: "...perverted."
"Thank you for the compliment."
"you!"
"Focus, there are only six left. Six is a lucky number, it's auspicious for everything."
"Shut up…"
…
Li Yuheng gently stroked the two moles under Shu Bai's right eye: "Three more times."
Shu Bai suddenly opened his eyes: "...Just kill me."
"You...kill...me..."
"..."
…
When the tenth attempt was finally completed, Shu Bai could no longer even lift his fingers.
Li Yuheng hugged Shu Bai with satisfaction: "How was my cooking?"
He squinted, a smug smile playing on his lips, his mind already brimming with self-praise.
Top-notch skills, exceptional talent, self-taught!
Excellent physical strength, strong endurance, and effortless skill!
Make your wife unable to resist.
He made his wife completely infatuated.
He completely humiliated his wife.
Tsk, as expected of him.
A male lead is a male lead after all!
Wow, awesome!
With her last ounce of strength, Shu Bai kicked him: "...Get lost..."
Let's not praise it anymore.
Anyway, he already praised himself.
Li Yuheng caught Shu Bai's weak legs and wrapped her in his arms: "Sleep well, my dear wife."
In the darkness, those forgotten little hats lay quietly under the sofa, witnessing a sweet "revenge".
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…
Grandma Zhen's hunched figure stepped into the shop. Boss Xiang looked up from his sewing machine, his eyes crinkling beneath the fox mask: "You're back?"
Grandma Zhen snorted coldly and walked straight behind the counter to sit down: "That kid cleared the game."
Boss Xiang stroked his beard and said with a smile, "I guessed it."
Grandma Zhen slammed her hand on the table, her voice hoarse, "You didn't see it! The way that boy held Little White looked just like a dog with a bone in its mouth!"
Boss Xiang couldn't help but chuckle: "Young people, being enthusiastic is a good thing."
"Good news?!" Grandma Zhen's eyes widened. "That boy is glib-tongued and obviously no good!"
Boss Xiang slowly poured a cup of tea and pushed it over: "Calm down. I think that kid is quite interesting, at least... he's brave enough."
Grandma Zhen took the teacup, gulped down a large mouthful, and wiped her mouth: "Brave? He's just stupid! You didn't see it, when I turned into a monster and pounced on him, he stared at my teeth, like he was counting how many I had!"
Boss Xiang finally couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Hahaha... Interesting, really interesting."
Grandma Zhen rolled her eyes, but then suddenly lowered her voice: "However... that kid is indeed not simple."
The two looked at each other and fell silent.
Li Yuheng is a variable that suddenly appears in these countless cycles.
I learned from Shu Bai that he was not only unkillable, but also retained his memories, like an anomaly that appeared out of nowhere.
However, the most crucial thing is that he was able to get Shu Bai to approach him on his own initiative.
Boss Xiang sighed softly, "Anyway, as long as Xiaobai is happy. Besides... isn't the purpose of this dungeon precisely to test players' observation skills and empathy?"
“Only those players who truly care about the town’s history and are willing to listen to the townspeople’s stories can discover the ‘truth’.” Boss Xiang’s gaze became profound. “And those who only care about escaping and turn a blind eye to the townspeople’s suffering will never be able to complete the game.”
After saying this, his expression calmed down again: "We just need to do our jobs well."
Grandma Zhen was silent for a moment, then slowly nodded.
They were once players themselves, but by chance, they killed the boss of the original dungeon and took over, becoming the controllers of the second dungeon.
Amidst the splattering blood and foam, they suddenly understood the game's most biting metaphor.
The dragon slayer will eventually dwell in the dragon's lair, rubbing his old scars with his newborn scales.
They noticed the cracks on the back of the crystal ball much earlier than Shu Bai.
The initial fear has long since transformed into a kind of gentle numbness.
"That kid might actually be able to break this cycle," Granny Zhen murmured.
Boss Xiang smiled slightly: "Who knows? Perhaps this is fate's arrangement."
…
Li Qiyang wandered around the town all day. This time, no one tried to arrest him, but every resident kept their distance from him.
It was late and the night was deep, but strangely, he felt no hunger at all.
As he walked, he saw a house ahead with its door open, and a villager came out to hang clothes to dry.
The man looked up and saw Li Qiyang, his expression changed drastically, and he immediately shrank back into the house, slamming the door shut.
Li Qiyang was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized that the townspeople must have mistaken him for a robber.
But then I thought, a robber is better than a "messenger of evil."
He continued walking aimlessly, when suddenly he noticed a man standing on the bridge whose back looked somewhat familiar.
Li Qiyang hesitated for a moment, but still walked over.
Upon getting closer, he recognized the man.
It was the same black-robed priest from before.
Li Qiyang swallowed hard, his fingers unconsciously reaching for the black mask on his face to make sure it was still in place.
He took a deep breath and mustered his courage to walk toward the black-robed figure by the river.
"Um...Reverend?"
Five meters away, Li Qiyang spoke cautiously, his voice muffled behind his mask.
The pastor did not turn around, but stood quietly by the river, his black robes swaying slightly in the night wind.
Li Qiyang took a few more steps closer and tentatively called out, "Pastor?"
Suddenly, the pastor leaped into the dark river without a sound.
"Holy crap!" Li Qiyang jumped in fright. "Help! Someone jumped into the river!"
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