Chapter 2: Father and Son: Useless Talent

"What? It was pulled out?"

"Oh my god, how is it possible that Lord Joseph used his special privilege to come back here and pull out something that he hadn't pulled out for such a long time, and this young man pulled it out?"

"Oh my god, this is impossible!"

…

After reading the description of the sword, Zhu Ci fell silent. He turned around and threw the sword out with force.

The crowd around were discussing the blessing and the sword enthusiastically, when suddenly they saw something falling on their heads and they were startled.

"Aaaaah! Why do I encounter murders in the player space?!"

"It was the sword. He threw it away? He just threw it away like that?"

In full view of everyone, the sword almost hit someone in the air when it suddenly did a backflip and flew towards Zhu Ci.

Zhu Ci turned his head subconsciously, and then was hit on the head.

But it doesn't hurt, what can you expect from a 1 star sword? It's not even as good as a real world dagger.

[You can't throw it away. This is a curse on you. This is a curse on the sacrifice. Come and awaken your talent. ]

Zhu Ci's face darkened slightly.

The game's voice has changed.

Unlike the usual gentle guidance before, the words just now were full of malice, as if a crazy little ugly boy was speaking in your ear.

【Your talent has been awakened. 】

【Crying and Laughing Mask

Explanation: Your crying and laughing are all acting. Tears are not a compromise, but a sacrifice to God. Using your tears to please the audience is the value of your sacrifice. Your expression will no longer belong to you, but to God.

Detailed description: When danger approaches you, your right eye will shed tears, and when you sense that others are in danger, your left face will smile. (But who will not encounter danger in this game? Don't worry, even if you cry for a whole day, your eyes will not swell or become dehydrated.)

(Upgradeable)】

Congratulations: "..."

His expression grew colder.

If what the voice said was true, then his current situation was really dire.

Congratulations, you are the flower walking on the mountain in the university, you never laugh, and as for crying, don’t even think about seeing it.

I am someone who never cries, but I am about to cry here. What’s more, the game voice means, live broadcast?

Zhu Ci frowned. If this was a joke, it was not funny at all. If this was a dream, he must have been driven crazy by Shen Wu.

Although Shen Wu didn't do anything.

[Live broadcast has been opened, please name the live broadcast room. 】

[The name of the live broadcast room has been decided, "Sacrificial Offering"]

[The copy "Father and Son" is loading for you. Please be responsible for your own safety. 】

…

The surrounding scene was different again.

I wish you an eye-opener.

I was sitting in a manor I had never seen before, with a dining table in front of me.

There was some simple food placed on the dining table, all green and vegetarian.

Zhu Ci glanced at the food in front of him indifferently, with no appetite at all. He could only say.

Ever since he and Shen Wu got together, Shen Wu had taken care of all his three meals a day. The dishes she cooked were all delicious and tasty, and Zhu Ci had never ordered takeout again.

The dishes on the table now are no longer pleasing to his eyes.

As Zhu Ci was thinking this, he saw a few strangers sitting next to him showing surprise on their faces, and they couldn't wait to eat their meals very quickly, as if they had never eaten before.

Someone beside him poked his arm as if to remind him: "Eat quickly, this is a rare meal without any poison, eat it first and then talk about it."

Zhu Ci turned around and saw a girl with a ponytail. There was no malice in her eyes.

He nodded slightly, slowly picked up the chopsticks on the table, reached out to pick up a piece of vegetable, and stuffed it into his mouth.

After taking a bite of the sizzling vegetables, Zhu Ci didn’t think they were tasty, but they weren’t bad either.

His movements were slow, even graceful, but behind this grace was his reluctance to eat.

"Oh, a newcomer, eh?"

Someone nearby noticed his action. It was a man with a middle-parted hair. He glanced at Zhu Ci and then lowered his head to eat.

Zhuci looked around and saw that there were five men and three women at the table, including him.

There was also a boy who had been lying on his back against the back of a chair since a while ago, with sweat on his forehead, as if he was having a nightmare that he couldn't wake up from.

Except for the man with the middle-parted hair who just spoke to him, no one else paid attention to the greetings.

Zhuci quickened his pace and ate a little. Although his appetite had become picky, he had suffered before, and now that he was here, he wanted to see if this was just a weird dream.

However, at this moment, an electronic sound of signal interruption and reconnection seemed to ring in his mind, and a strange sound was loaded.

[The live broadcast room "Sacrificial Offering" has been opened, the current number of viewers: 0]

[We have noticed that your popularity is too low. In view of your special status, we have opened a simulated speech for you for free. The cost is 0 points]

[The speech automatically assigns your live broadcast room to the appearance area and viewing show, and labels it as "flash in the pan"]

[Current number of viewers in the live broadcast room: 20]

A transparent frame automatically opened in front of his eyes, and Zhu Ci seemed to see the audience in the so-called live broadcast room.

The barrage of only twenty people was not very crowded, and he saw a few messages on it.

[“Oh my god, a newbie, who automatically got promoted to the beauty category? Let me see, is she a cool and elegant beauty?”]

[“It was deliberately labeled as a ‘flash in the pan’. It seems that this is the first show and the last show. What a pity for this face.”]

[What I care about is why he has a mock speech, isn't that expensive? ]

[The host's live broadcast room name is also very strange, as if he is eager to die. ]

…

Zhuci tried to summon the system: "Can you turn off the live broadcast?"

[No. Your backpack has been opened for you, and all your items can be found in it.]

Zhu Ci tried to take a look, and sure enough, there was the sword inside that was of no use except to bring him bad luck.

Although he cannot turn off the live broadcast to the outside world, he can choose not to watch the content of the live broadcast. He currently does not know what the purpose of this simulated speech is, but he does not think it is a good thing.

Finally, the food on the table was cleared away, and Zhu said without saying he was too full and slowly put down his chopsticks.

The others looked at each other.

"Li Hang, this is my fourth time entering the game. In reality, he is a programmer." The man with a middle-parted hair spoke.

Introducing each other at the beginning of the game is also a way to lower your posture and seek mutual help.

Starting from his left, everyone started introducing themselves one by one. The minimum number of game experiences for each of them was three times. When it was his turn to give a congratulatory speech, he said, "Congratulations. This is my first time entering the game. I'm a college student."

[“It’s over. I’m assigned to this dungeon for the first time I enter the game? Just looking at the experience of other players, I know that this dungeon is probably not easy.”

"When I was a novice for the first time, there were novices around me. It was just like playing house, but a lot of people died."

"Come to think of it, it must be more interesting to see such a beautiful person die."】

The words of congratulation really made the other players change their expressions.

It is totally unreasonable to put a novice in such a copy. Has the difficulty of the game been reduced?

Next to him, the girl who had reminded him of the speech before continued: "Mo Anan, this is my third time entering the game, as a high school student."

This girl is actually younger than Zhuci, but she has already experienced three games.

There was a boy in the middle, the one who fell into a deep sleep and couldn't wake up. Everyone passed him and introduced all of them.

The game doesn't seem to have officially started, but instead gives players a chance to buffer.

Next, a background introduction appeared in their minds.

A father and son live in this huge manor. The father is away from home all year round. Because he is worried about his child, he often hires a group of kindergarten teachers to take care of his son and tell him stories.

The players are the kindergarten teachers, and everyone has the opportunity to tell a story to the child.

Their goal is to survive in this manor, discover all the truths, or read all the stories.

Zhu Ci frowned, he didn't know what this game was, but it sounded more like the one he played before he came in.

I play all kinds of games, including shooting, adventure, open-world games, even otome games, and even three-year-old puzzle games like Candy Crush, except for one type, which is horror games.

If there were any ghosts in this game, it would really...touch his blind spot.

After understanding the background, they suddenly heard the sound of leather shoes stepping on the ground.

The corridor leading to other directions from the restaurant was dark, and the sounds brought light into the corridor.

Zhuci saw the painting behind the man.

The oil painting was of a Western woman. Even though he had no talent for painting appreciation, he could tell that it was a statue of the Virgin Mary. However, the Virgin Mary's mouth was sealed.

The owner of the leather shoes walked out of the darkness, a man with a classic butler image.

This man's face was different from others. It looked like it was made of wax. His expression was very stiff, with only his eyes moving around.

His eyes scanned everyone present.

"Good afternoon, everyone. May I ask if your fathers are still alive and well?"

After Zhu Ci finished listening to him, the left corner of his mouth couldn't help but curl up. There was clearly no smile in his eyes. Instead, he looked a little weird.

【“Fuck, what’s that expression on the host’s face? He actually looks a bit like a villain.”

"Tsk tsk tsk, he looks a bit like the mastermind. But he looks pretty when he smiles. If you want to kill him, I'll do it."】

At this time, a malicious voice sounded: "The poor lamb found the dying insect. It did not realize that it was about to die, but chose to cast a mocking look at the insect before being bitten to pieces by the wolf. How stupid it was."

【“That was just a virtual speech.”

"Eh? Why does this virtual speech sound so weird?"】

This is a kind of malicious pity, the feeling that makes people wish Zhu Ci would die the next second.