Chapter 3: Father and Son

Zhuci blocked the live broadcast room, and other players did not focus on Zhuci, so they did not notice his strange smile.

This is his talent. He didn't expect that he laughed first instead of crying.

The butler's words seemed to be just a somewhat presumptuous greeting, but players with experience in the game could not help but think more about it.

The name of this copy is "Father and Son", so does that mean it would be safer to just ask where the father is?

The butler looked at them, and seeing that none of them answered, he turned his gaze directly to the player closest to him.

"What do you think, sir?"

It was a young man with earrings. He hesitated for a moment and then said slowly, "Where are you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the butler nodded: "Okay, sir, I hope you have a good time in the manor."

Instead of making things too difficult for the players, he asked the next player directly.

Everyone relaxed, feeling that they were a little scared, so they all answered the question "An Zai".

When it was Zhuci's turn, the smile on the left side of his cheek wouldn't go away. Although nothing could be read from his eyes, this smile made him look mysterious and scary.

"Tap, tap." Zhu Ci tapped the table and said slowly to the butler, "I think this question is a bit presumptuous."

As soon as these words came out, other players were a little surprised. Even the little girl next to Zhuci tugged at his clothes, signaling him to be careful with his words. After all, it was better to follow the NPC's instructions in this game, otherwise it might arouse the NPC's hostility, which would be detrimental to the subsequent games.

"I'm sorry to disturb you." The butler said.

This is indeed very user-friendly. If it were a game, it seems that these NPCs are not as simple as computer programs.

Zhu Ci said, "It's okay. I want to know, what would happen if I said that both my parents are dead?"

This answer is quite different from the previous one.

"That's such a pity." The housekeeper's face remained calm.

The congratulatory speech did not shed tears.

He continued, "But since you have already offended me, shouldn't the manor give you corresponding compensation?"

The butler glanced at him and said, "Okay, but my authority is limited. I can only meet the guests' food and beverage needs."

[“It’s the need for food! Oh, doesn’t this mean that there won’t be any food traps in this copy?”]

The eyes of the other players instantly became eager.

The butler said this, allowing them to order food.

You know, after playing this game for a long time, they will find that if the players in a game have a need for food, then food is likely to be another trap. Generally speaking, green food, vegetables and fruits are safer than meat. Once you see vegetables and fruits, just eat them.

It seems that the rookie's recklessness actually bought them an opportunity. But was it really because of his recklessness?

Zhu Ci didn't care much about whether he ate meat or vegetables. After all, he was not interested in any of the dishes here.

This butler, on the other hand, does not have too strong a malice in him. He may not be considered a bad person, but he is not necessarily a good person either.

And considering his talent, he did not shed tears when he was asked about the death of both his parents. Either his talent is false, or his answer is safe.

After there were no more speeches required, the butler turned to other people.

Mo Anan said: "I don't have a father anymore."

She seemed to be telling the truth, and Zhu Ci turned to look at her.

Mo Anan is a girl who doesn't look like she has suffered too much. Her clothes are all very nice. Even if she really doesn't have a father, there should be someone at home who takes good care of her.

"That's a pity." The butler said as he passed by them. After glancing at the player who had been sleeping, he reminded him, "Sir, it's time to wake up."

The player who had been sleeping suddenly opened his eyes.

He breathed in deep gulps of fresh air, his forehead was covered with sweat, and his face was extremely pale, as if he had just awakened from a terrible nightmare, shaking his head frantically.

【Current number of viewers: 100】

[“What’s wrong with this person?”

"I feel like it's a kind of talent, but I'm not sure what it is."

…

"Sir, is your father well?" The butler was worried that he didn't hear the question clearly, so he kindly reminded him again.

This man didn't look very old. Apart from the exaggerated expression on his face, he was actually a bit chubby and had big eyes. He was obviously bolder than Zhuci, because in the crowd, he ignored the butler and locked onto Zhuci directly.

When he saw the speech, his eyes suddenly lit up and he rushed over quickly using his hands and feet.

Cheers: "..." He frowned, not knowing what this guy was going to do.

However, he soon realized the other party's purpose, because the young man rushed straight to him, hugged his knees, and shouted in surprise and joy: "Dad!"

Congratulations: "..."

Players: “…”

The butler seemed to have never seen such a scene before, but after hearing what the young man said, it seemed that whether his question was answered was no longer important.

Because that's another answer.

The young man's father was present and was there to give the congratulatory speech.

However, anyone with a discerning eye can see that Zhu Ci is younger than this young man.

The father's speech did not show any special expression. He just looked at the big son who suddenly appeared and asked, "Have you taken your medicine today?"

The young man seemed to finally realize how outrageous his behavior was, and quickly said, "I'm sorry, I was too excited, but please don't abandon me, godfather!"

Congratulations: "..."

The live broadcast room was filled with “Hahahaha” at this moment.

[“Is this some kind of show effect? ​​Hahahaha, I’m dying of laughter.”

"The anchor looks like she has just reached adulthood, like she is a freshman in college. Wow, she suddenly has such a big child. It's scary."

"But apart from anything else, this young man's behavior is somewhat familiar."

"Well, what the above person said makes sense. I remember that there is a kind of people whose talent is to cling to others. When the game starts, they can sense who can lead the game, and then just win by following them from beginning to end."

"This is outrageous. The host is just a newcomer. I think if he survives this, he can go further if he finds a big guy to be his canary."】

The virtual speech also poured cold water on this moment.

[The poor lamb met a blood-sucking mosquito and was easily deceived, which undoubtedly brought him one step closer to the sharp knife of fate. ]

…

Zhu Ci, who was overjoyed to have a big son, said coldly: "You can follow me as much as you want, but I have only experienced the game once."

At this moment, the left corner of his mouth was still raised, full of mocking smile.

The young man said quickly: "My name is Xu An, this is my second game, I'm 21 years old, unemployed, a senior in college, my parents are healthy, I don't have any bad habits, I passed all the physical tests in college, I'm not picky about food, and I can do a lot of work..."

This self-introduction is really too detailed.

"Okay, go back now." Zhuci said. When he lived in the dormitory before, his roommate had the same attitude as this young man when he asked him to copy homework, and he almost called him godfather.

At this time, a sneer came from the side.

Zhu Ci looked over and saw a woman with long hair.

The woman sneered, "The game hasn't even started yet and you've already gone crazy."

…

After the butler had asked everyone a few questions, he introduced them to the people they were about to serve.

The young master of the manor.

"The young master likes to listen to stories. You can assign someone to tell him a story every day after dinner. But remember, you must read it according to the storybook without any deviation." The housekeeper instructed, "We have arranged your rooms in the guest rooms on the second floor. If you need anything, you can call the maid here. Generally speaking, the lights in the manor are turned off at 11 o'clock in the evening. Please do not go out after 11 o'clock."

Eight people followed the butler upstairs.

Along the way, Zhu Ci saw the originally dark corridor reveal his original appearance.

There are windows and paintings on both sides.

Outside the window is the afternoon scene.

Outside is a flower bed where several gardeners are planting flowers.

They were wearing long sleeves and it was hard to tell whether it was spring or autumn, but the flowers they were planting were unrecognizable and one bouquet poked directly into the window glass.

The petals are tender and pink and look very beautiful, but a little crooked.

Zhu Ci's right eye felt sour, and the corner of his eye was stained with a light red, and his originally beautiful eyes were covered with a layer of mist.

As if he had realized something, Zhu Ci frowned, trying to hold back the tears in his eyes.

However, his originally cold expression was completely shattered the moment his eyes turned red.

The boy's face looked particularly stubborn and lovable as he was trying hard to hold back his tears, as if he was a pure elf who had lost his way and couldn't help but want to be bullied even harder, or even cry.

[Hypocritical speech: The sacrifice finally found itself delicious and could not help but to part with itself and offer itself to the gods. Every tear is tied to fear. Scream, poor child, and offer your tears to the audience to win the applause you deserve.]

[Dear player, congratulations, your ranking in the appearance area has risen by 3,000. Current number of live viewers: 2,000. Achievement obtained: The lotus has just begun to show its tip.

The ranking in the viewing area rose by 5,000, and the achievement was obtained: One step closer to death. 】

【“I don’t know why, but when the host was about to cry, I seemed to realize his looks.”

"Typical example: crying is better than laughing."

"Oh my god, I wasn't interested in cold beauties before, and he didn't even pay any attention to us."

"Ahhh, I'm going crazy. How can I support him? I'm not kidding. Can I support him just because I'm A-rank?"

"Make him cry!"

"No, the people above are all crazy, the key point is why the anchor started crying, he is a newcomer, is his psychological defense so fragile? How can he survive to the next game?"

Just bt: Free cat food*3. 】

No matter how noisy the live broadcast room was, Zhu Ci could not see it. He was even more embarrassed than interested in the system prompts.

Fortunately, when he took his eyes off the flowers, the tears in his right eye gradually disappeared.

Zhu Ci's face didn't look good. He didn't like to miss any clues when playing games, because some games would leave some hidden surprises for players in the corners, such as hidden treasure chests or hidden endings.

But now it seems that face and clues cannot be achieved at the same time.

Zhu Ci covered his right eye with his hand, leaving only his left eye to observe the surrounding situation.

The wall is intact, the painting is normal, and full of childish innocence.

The implication is that the painting looks childish, like a kindergarten kid's doodle.

"These paintings are quite childish." Xu thought to himself. He did not look out the window, but observed the paintings first. He seemed to say this to Zhuci in a low voice.

"Because the old man likes children, he collected a lot of children's paintings in his early years. Among them are the young master's paintings. You may wish to guess which painting it is." Xu An's words were heard by the butler who led the way, and the butler suddenly started to introduce.

All the players followed his words and focused their eyes on the graffiti.

These words are not entirely doodles, but also some finely crafted paintings.

Zhu Ci looked at them one by one, and finally his eyes stopped on one of the paintings.

This painting is also abstract, with a little boy leaning sideways to look at a crayon drawing of a family of three on a plain.

Several black lines extended from his hands, connecting to the parents on both sides of the child in the middle.

The child in the middle seemed to turn his head, with abstract tears flowing from his abstract eyes. All this made the child with the black thread in his hand very excited.