With that glimmer of light, Luo Zhiye could clearly see what was reflected in the mirror.
"No...no, is this Sun Zhenbo?"
The voice that exclaimed "monster!" just now clearly came from Sun Zhenbo.
But Luo Zhiye couldn't be sure that the person appearing in front of the mirror was him.
Or rather, the remaining rationality in his mind rejected his "confirmation".
Under the reflection of the mirror.
Luo Zhiye saw that the figure that resembled Sun Zhenbo was now covered with fleshy limbs.
On the face, arms, and body.
The limbs waved their soft tentacles wildly in the air.
It was as if they were excitedly celebrating the birth of something.
The tumor that bulged on his back was now the size of a small mountain.
If you listen carefully, the fleshy mountain actually gives you the feeling that it is alive.
It's like a real living being breathing at a unique frequency.
At this moment, seemingly noticing Luo Zhiye's gaze, "Sun Zhenbo" also turned around to look at him.
He let out a hoarse laugh.
Rather than acknowledging that it is a human voice, it sounds more like an old, broken blower in operation.
But Luo Zhiye's face no longer showed the panicked expression he had at the beginning.
He stared blankly at the scene before him, his face expressionless.
The eyes were still producing physiological tears due to the previous stimulation from the bright light.
This is undoubtedly a rather peculiar composition.
Standing in front of the mirror, a "human" who has lost all human characteristics.
And the slumped figure, silently weeping as he gazes upon this "great existence."
One moment they look up and gaze intently, the next they look down and glance back.
This is not a day of devout pilgrimage, but a time of sanity collapsing.
“Crack—”
The door behind him closed, and Luo Zhiye walked out of private room B03.
Luo Zhiye's live stream has reappeared!
Where is Sun Zhenbo? Why is only Luo Zhiye here?
[Was it eaten by the room?]
Sun Zhenbo's live stream room has completely disappeared, and he's probably gone too.
He looked up at the person standing in front of him.
"Is the training over? Remember to work hard from now on and don't cause trouble for the customers again."
“Yes, Manager Carl.”
Nodding, Luo Zhiye ended the unremarkable conversation.
He blinked, and bright colors shone through his clear, mirror-like pupils.
...
Nothing was said that night.
My fourth day working at the Doom Tavern.
From the time one wakes up during the day until the tavern opens for business at night.
Gu Xinghe had been eagerly anticipating what the gift Teresa had mentioned would be.
There were reports that Sun Zhenbo had apparently disappeared in the tavern.
Besides Chen Licheng, the other players also eventually realized what had happened.
When facing Gu Xinghe today, there was a hint of evasion in his eyes.
On the contrary, Luo Zhiye, who was also sent for "training", showed a kind smile when he looked at him.
Seeing this, the others undoubtedly became even more wary of Gu Xinghe.
Gu Xinghe found the reactions of the others amusing.
Gu Xinghe smiled back at Luo Zhiye, who seemed to have undergone a drastic personality change, but said nothing and continued with his work.
The gift that Gu Xinghe had been eagerly anticipating arrived at the same time as his meeting with Theresa the previous night.
After Gu Xinghe finished his half-hour idol performance.
In the same private room B03.
The table full of empty wine bottles from last night has now been cleared away.
Soft, non-glaring lights illuminated the room.
The impression it gave was completely different from the dark room where Luo Zhiye and Sun Zhenbo were "trained" last night.
But as Theresa had said before, she couldn't personally deliver the gift since she couldn't go to the tavern again in the short term.
This gift was sent to Gu Xinghe by someone she asked.
However, to Gu Xinghe's surprise—
The two bodyguards who stood guard outside the door last night appeared in the room.
Given that he had already warned Theresa last night that the two bodyguards were clearly not "professional".
More than protecting, bodyguards are more like monitoring and guarding.
Therefore, Gu Xinghe found it hard to believe that Theresa would have these two people deliver things to him.
However, the look in her eyes was different from the hostile and wary one she had given him the night before.
At this moment, the two bodyguards seemed to make no reaction to Gu Xinghe's arrival.
"This is a gift that Miss Theresa asked us to give to you."
As he spoke, one of the bodyguards handed an envelope to Gu Xinghe.
After seeing that Gu Xinghe had already accepted it, the two turned around and wanted to leave.
Like a machine programmed with a set procedure, not a single word or action was superfluous.
"etc!"
Gu Xinghe looked at the two people who seemed even more out of place than last time and called out.
If we judge based on the behavior of the two bodyguards when we first met, their expressions at this moment should be impatient.
But the expressions on their faces remained as calm as ever.
She didn't show any doubt, but slowly turned around, seemingly patiently waiting for Gu Xinghe to speak.
What are you going to do next?
Gu Xinghe asked tentatively.
Misfortune and suffering are things we are born to endure.
"I will bear the suffering I am meant to endure."
The two men spoke in unison.
As members of the Thorn Cult, the two bodyguards' thoughts and words at this moment seemed perfectly natural.
But these feelings and words seem to be mechanically etched into one's mind.
Gu Xinghe found it hard to believe that such a change could have occurred in such a short time without being caused by external factors.
After all, their previous performance was vastly different from their current one.
This abrupt turn of events occurred after he met Theresa.
He remembered mentioning to Theresa that the bodyguards outside the door weren't very professional.
What Teresa was thinking in her heart was—
[Next time, we won't let anyone bother us again.]
Gu Xinghe hadn't expected that it would be this kind of "physical" nature that would prevent him from being disturbed again.
【Misfortune Potion】is a potion that can reduce a person's mental attributes.
It is indeed easy to manipulate the user when they are in a weakened state of consciousness.
Thinking of this, Gu Xinghe waved his hand and said to the two of them.
"It's alright, you can go now."
Having said that, he no longer cared about the fate of the two men.
After the two left, Gu Xinghe opened the envelope that Teresa had sent in the room.
The brown envelope didn't contain a letter, but a ticket.
When Gu Xinghe picked it up—
[Use the Golden Apple Theater ticket instead of the next random dungeon?]
The electronic mechanical voice of the game system rang in his ears.
Gu Xinghe smiled and said.
"yes."
The Golden Apple Theater copy has been locked.
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