Chapter 6 "Father and Son" Pink Slippers

The giant baby was startled by the blessing. The flesh on his face twitched. After he reacted, he instantly became unhappy.

He waved his limbs, and started to make a scene using his hands and feet, as if he could kick the table over.

Mo Anan whispered, "Young Master, calm down."

Zhuci moved the table a little further away and said, "Let him make some noise. When he's done making some noise, tell him a story."

Players: "..." Their eyes were focused on Zhuci. No, is this human language? Do you know who you are talking to? This is not an ordinary kid, this is the boss.

Xu An came over carefully and said, "Brother Ci, isn't this a bad idea?"

Zhu Ci said, "We are here to tell the young master a story. The young master doesn't like to listen to stories, so we will wait until he is willing to listen."

According to the development process of general games, storytelling may not be the way for players to survive, but a prerequisite for this horror game to start being weird.

It may not be them who are convenient to tell stories to this young master, but this game.

If the player doesn't tell the story, who will be anxious first, the young master or the player?

Zhuci is very curious.

[“Hahahaha, this is so funny. This is how you should deal with naughty kids.”

"It was quite reckless for the anchor to do this, but I really couldn't stand him being so cold and hard while crying."

"Oh my god, how could this giant baby refuse the host's story? If it were me, I would have to tease him while listening."】

…

The housekeeper reminded: "Young Master, it's time to listen to the story."

Ju Ying couldn't save his face, so he could only glare at Zhu Ci a few more times.

The corner of Zhu Ci's right eye was red and tears were welling up in his eye socket.

He knew that the night might not be peaceful.

"Brother Ci, don't be afraid, I'm here." Xu An patted his shoulder.

Mo Anan also came over and handed him a piece of paper: "Don't cry, it's okay, I will protect you."

Other players: "..." They didn't dare to speak.

Zhu Ci's mouth twitched and he declined their kindness.

The giant baby thought that he had scared Zhuci, and he became arrogant in an instant, raising his foot to kick Zhuci.

Zhu Ci took the lead and raised his legs: "I've been standing for too long, my legs are cramping."

His kick caused the flesh on the giant baby's body to tremble. The giant baby lost its balance and fell backwards, howling exaggeratedly.

Because the opponent has too much flesh on his body, it is impossible to kick him unconscious.

Zhu Ci looked at his feet, the corners of his mouth tilted slightly downwards.

[“I laughed so hard. I did what I always wanted to do.”

"The anchor is quite strong."

"I understand the host's expression. Does he think his shoes are dirty?"

"Hey? Wait, what did I see? I didn't notice what kind of shoes the anchor was wearing just now?"

"…slippers, bunny, slippers, pink."

"Oh my god, I thought the anchor was a serious person, but it turns out she is so girly."

"So cute, so cute!"】

Zhu Ci just realized that he was wearing slippers, but after entering the game, his shoes were always very firm on his feet, which caused him to ignore the fact that he was wearing slippers.

The rabbit slippers were not bought by him, but prepared by Shen Wu. The clothes prepared by this guy for him were never proper.

Xu An also saw his shoes, but in fact he had already discovered them. After all, Zhu Ci said that this was his first time entering the game, and newcomers would wear all kinds of shoes when playing the game for the first time.

Zhuci raised his head and stopped paying attention to his feet.

The housekeeper glanced at him, but spoke to the giant baby on the bed.

"Master, can you get up now? It's almost six o'clock."

When it heard "six o'clock", every piece of the giant baby's body seemed to come alive.

He sat up again, his eyes fixed on the speech.

"Who will tell the story of the first day?"

Li Hang looked at the speech. If nothing unexpected happened, this newcomer would be the first person to die in this game.

Zhuci was about to take the book from the table, but a hand beside him got there first.

Mo Anan had already picked up the book. She smiled gently at the blessing: "You are already very brave. I can't just do nothing."

The other players saw Mo Anan doing this, but did not stop him.

This was their plan.

Everyone took turns to test the story content of the book, but none of them brought a speech. After all, the old players' preconceived ideas were of no use to the newcomers.

Zhuci listened to her words.

Very brave?

I always feel that Mo Anan has some weird thoughts in his mind, as if he is very weak.

Xu An said the blessing to avoid the giant baby's sight a little.

It's like a surveillance, and it makes people feel uncomfortable.

Zhu Ci had already offended the Boss, but he was not too panicked. He slowly took out several neatly stacked tissues he had brought with him and wiped his right eye.

Although he knew it couldn't be cleaned, he had nothing to do anyway.

Mo Anan opened the storybook.

Just one look and she was stunned.

"Come on, teacher, I'm ready to listen because time is tight and we have to finish the lecture before six o'clock." The giant baby reminded her maliciously.

The other players approached Mo An'an and looked at the book.

"How could this be..." the long-haired woman exclaimed.

There is no story in the so-called storybook. This book is only five pages long, but these five pages contain the same content.

There is a painting on each page.

The picture is very simple, just a tall man stroking the head of a short boy. Looking at the page, it should be a scene of a loving father and a filial son.

Xu thought to himself, "It's already five fifty."

Time passes quite fast here. After a lot of noise, there is not much time left for players to tell stories.

Zhu Ci thought, it was almost six o'clock, and the baby was so anxious. Maybe six o'clock had a great impact on the game. If the baby did not choose to listen to the story before six o'clock, something very interesting might have happened.

Now, it is the players who are being challenged.

Telling a story based on a picture is clearly an elementary school assignment, but how the story is told depends on the player's mood.

Mo Anan trembled a little. As a high school student, making up stories was not too difficult for her.

She looked around and tried to negotiate with other players: "Can I tell you a heartwarming story?"

"On the first day, just speak according to your ideas." Li Hang said.

Mo Anan nodded, feeling a little relieved, but her lips still trembled when she spoke.

"Today, Xiao Ming got the first place in the exam. He went home and told his father. His father was very happy. He stroked Xiao Ming's head gently and said, 'Well done, son.'"

After she finished speaking, she raised her head and looked at the giant baby on the bed.

The young man squinted his little eyes, and with the light in front of the bed blocked by them, he looked a bit like an alien, full of weirdness.

"And then?" asked the young master.

Mo An'an lowered his head and swallowed his saliva, then said weakly, "Xiao Ming asked his father for a reward, and his father promised to take him out to play and eat all kinds of his favorite foods."

"No more?"

In front of the giant baby who was three or four times her size, Mo Anan nodded and said, "No more."

The atmosphere around them suddenly became quiet, and the players seemed to be waiting for the young master's verdict.

Mo Anan's story was somewhat perfunctory, but she should be the one to bear the consequences.

Zhu Ci turned around and glanced at the butler.

The housekeeper stood quietly aside, his expression calm and composed.

The chandelier in this room flickered at an inopportune moment, like a preview of the crisis in a horror movie.

It's six o'clock.

"Okay, everyone, go back." The butler spoke up, breaking the silent confrontation.

Mo Anan breathed a sigh of relief.

Everyone returned along the same route through the open door.

Zhu Ci was walking behind, and he turned around to take a look.

The young master was lying on the bed, his eyes, which looked small in contrast to his face, were sparkling with excitement. He looked at Zhu Ci without hesitation, as if he wanted to curse him with his eyes.

Not to be outdone, Zhu Ci smiled with his left cheek and raised his middle finger with his hand behind his back.

[“Is the host trying to provoke the ghosts?”

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, you are so courageous."

"But I think the fat guy is really angry."

"Hahaha, wear the cutest clothes and make the most brutal gestures."

"So, after I noticed the anchor was wearing pink bunny slippers, I noticed that both drawstrings on his clothes were tied with bunny-shaped knots."

"Hahaha, is it possible that it was my boyfriend who hit me?"

"Damn it, he's someone else's boyfriend, but luckily my last name is Cao, so if I see him, he's mine."

"Upstairs, you are the best wife, right?"】

…

After returning, Xu An looked at Zhu Ci and couldn't help but said, "Brother Ci, it's going to be dangerous at night. Those monsters might attack us at night."

Zhu Ci nodded and said, "If you are afraid, go stay in another room now."

"Hey, that's not what I meant. I meant that I can protect you."

Zhu Ci's expression remained unchanged, and he said, "No need, if you encounter danger, just run away by yourself."

He knew very clearly that there was not much relationship between him and Xu An, and now they were at most roommates.

"Brother Ci, I'm not that kind of person."

Zhu Ciqing sat on the bed coldly, his eyes fixed on the junction of the blue wall and the floor.

He walked over, looked at the protruding piece of skin, stretched out his fingers, and peeled it off.

The decoration of this manor is very elegant, giving people a feeling of being abroad, but the pink and white walls under the skin are too down-to-earth.

"What did you find?" Xu An came over.

Zhu Ci looked at the small piece of skin hidden under the wallpaper and said, "It's okay. I'm thinking about whether to go out or stay tonight."

The housekeeper had reminded them that the lights would be turned off after 11 o'clock and it would be best not to go out.

A manor actually has a setting to turn off the lights. Will the power go out in the middle of the night?

But if the lights really went out, what would they do if something appeared?

Therefore, it is necessary to prepare the light source in advance.

Zhuci wondered whether he should go out and find something to provide some light.

"Brother Ci, are you really going out tonight?" Xu An's heart skipped a beat, but he still took out some things from his backpack.

There is a flashlight and a pair of red and white candles.

【“??? This kid stuffed these things into his backpack?”

"It's so funny. I wonder if he even brought clothes with him because he was afraid he would freeze to death."

"What a lovely player, tsk tsk tsk."

"The host was stunned. Hahaha. Red and white candles. His last instance couldn't have been a ghost marriage, right?"]