Chapter 2: Night of the Blood Moon (Part 2)
[Tips for new players: In the dungeon, players are prohibited from killing each other, but they can use the game rules reasonably. Once the player's health is reset to zero, they will be wiped out by the game. Please play hard and strive to become the most loyal believer of the Lord of Hell! ]
These words were almost squeezed out by the system through gritted teeth.
The cold mechanical voice actually had a tone of anger but no words.
Nan Huan didn't pay attention to the tone, but focused on what the system said.
First, it prohibits killing each other, and then it says that the rules of the game can be used reasonably.
The only thing missing is to openly say that you can use the rules to kill others.
Within the scope of these rules, indiscriminate killing is inevitable, which means that the mortality rate of this game will not be low. However, the final requirement given to players is not to work hard to pass the level, but to work hard to become the most loyal believer of the Lord of Infernal Affairs?
And this is the second time the system has emphasized this to me.
After the system gave the novice player tips, it seemed to have completely disappeared, unwilling to say another word to her.
Nan Huan knew that this was probably all the hints the other party could give.
Surprisingly, he didn't bother to show off anymore, but instead turned his attention to the other people at the long table.
After all, her current health value is only 0.1. The first priority is to get out of this copy alive and then find the person who has also entered the game.
There were five people sitting on both sides of the long table. They were wearing clothes that matched the castle very well, but the expressions on their faces were obviously different from those of the masked man standing on the side.
Especially the way they looked at themselves, which was filled with vigilance, fear and undisguised malice.
"Are you the owner of the castle?"
The man sitting first on the right, with obvious dark circles under his eyes, saw that Nan Huan's gaze had finally fallen on them, and he spoke first.
[Charlie: The guest of the castle owner, invited by the castle owner to spend the night of the blood moon.]
The system was silent for a while, and then gave a prompt after the man with dark circles under his eyes spoke.
Nan Huan immediately determined the identity of the other player and found out that Charlie was the name of his character in this copy.
But this situation doesn't seem right.
She did not speak immediately, but keenly noticed that there were only five people at the table besides her, but the tableware for seven people was set, and there was no tableware on the seat where she was sitting.
"I am not."
Without thinking for long, Nan Huan gave a negative answer, while knocking on the system in his mind.
Nan Huan: Your colleagues' work efficiency is a bit low. Did they forget to add any plot settings? They and I did not enter the game together. We have different information about the game background. This does not seem to be the starting point of a fair game, right?
The system, waiting to see the show, spoke reluctantly.
System: The plot supplement is triggered. You have denied the identity of the castle owner, and now they have received the announcement of the supplementary settings.
Our games have always been fair.
The system was not convinced by her accusation and made a pale defense that was somewhat unconvincing.
All he got was a sneer from Nan Huan.
Even if you are a new player, after entering the game, you should log in together with the old players.
Although everyone may play different roles and even belong to different camps, it is unlikely that others will mistakenly decide whether they are players or NPCs.
There is no plate of your own on the table, which means that your character may not have been in this plot at the beginning.
There was some blood on the sleeves of the man with dark circles under his eyes, and two sets of tableware were empty. It was very likely that they had triggered the plot before and someone had died.
The system prompted that they were invited by the owner of the castle and someone died shortly after they arrived.
Now that there is suddenly one more self, under the subjective intention of the game, they will naturally regard themselves as the owners of the castle and harbor ill will towards themselves.
If Nan Huan had not denied it in time, or had not figured out his own identity, he would have been the one bearing the brunt of the attack.
This blatant targeting was clearly filled with malice.
Liang Xu was a little surprised when he heard Nan Huan's denial. He wanted to say something else but the system prompt sounded.
[Supplementary plot of the copy: The owner of the castle who is away from home is worried that his friends will be neglected, so he specially invites the eldest lady to entertain everyone. Please enjoy the days before the blood moon comes.
The initial number of players increases to seven, and the current number of players is six. 】
Nan Huan saw that the people on his left and right were stunned for a moment after he denied it, and then retracted their malicious gazes. He knew that they must have heard the system's prompt and confirmed their identity as players.
"Good evening, distinguished guests. Welcome to the castle. I am the butler here."
The masked man who had been standing next to him began to advance the plot.
"Because the owner of the castle is traveling abroad, I am worried that I can't take good care of you, so I asked the distinguished young lady to entertain you all as a sign of respect."
"But there was one guest who seemed not to be used to life in the castle and left before the dinner even started. I deeply regret this."
The masked man bowed and apologized, but his eyes fell on Liang Yu.
"As for the doctor, he will not be attending tonight's dinner due to illness. Please forgive me."
After saying this, he clapped his hands twice, and immediately a maid took away the two extra sets of tableware.
While the butler was speaking, he was standing on Nan Huan's right hand side.
He was tall and thin, wearing a mask and a silver-gray uniform with a stand-up collar.
Even though Nan Huan had had some close contact with him just now, he couldn't be 100% sure of the other person's gender.
But intuitively, Nan Huan felt that she should be a woman.
Even the other person's every move always gave her a familiar feeling.
However, while Nan Huan was observing the other party, he did not ignore the information contained in these words.
Except for one main NPC who didn't show his face, one of the seven players including her had unfortunately died, and his death was closely related to the man with dark circles under his eyes who had just asked her the question.
"Now please ask the chef to serve you the food. Although life in the castle is rich, the owner does not like guests who waste food. Please enjoy your meal."
As soon as she finished speaking, the others who had picked up their knives and forks and were waiting for the food to be served paused.
Nan Huan realized that this was what the system called the rule. It seemed to be just a word from the housekeeper, but it was very binding.
As soon as the housekeeper finished speaking, Nan Huan felt the ground tremble, as if something extremely heavy was moving.
Before everyone could react, they saw a bearded man behind them.
He was probably over two meters tall, his clothes were tattered, and he didn't fit in with the other people in the room.
The cook dragged his bulky body, from palm to arm, holding three plates in one hand and two in the other.
Although his movements were not very convenient, he walked very steadily.
Except for Nanhuan, everyone was given a plate with food.
Surprisingly, there wasn't much food on the plate.
There was a piece of meat that looked like steak, but it was not fried too deep and had traces of blood. In addition to the meat, there were some vegetables on the side.
It seems that this chef who looks like a butcher pays great attention to nutritional balance.
But the smell of the meat was really strong. Even though there was no plate in front of Nanhuan, he could still smell the strong fishy smell from a distance.
She even caught something that looked like animal hair wet with sauce on the dark-eyed man's plate.
"This is venison that was just hunted today. It's very fresh, hehehe."
The chef began to introduce himself. His full beard obscured his expression, and the only sound that could be heard was an abnormal laugh coming from his throat.
It looked quite eerie in the somewhat empty restaurant.
After he laughed to himself for a while, he seemed to notice that Nanhuan in front of him was still empty.
"No, I don't like venison."
Before the other party could speak, Nan Huan politely refused, then turned his head and looked at the butler, "I want a steak, medium rare. I don't like to see blood, is that okay?"
With a smile on her face, she made her request to the housekeeper in a serious tone.
As he leaned back gently on the chair, he reached out and stroked his wrinkled robe.
Her every move was like that of a noble lady, and she didn't look like a new player who had just entered the game at all.
The atmosphere was stagnant for a moment, probably because they didn't expect her to make such a blatant request. The others who were originally worried about whether there might be something wrong with the dishes also turned their heads away at this time.
Some people looked sneering and malicious, wanting to see this ignorant player die a more miserably death, while others looked regretful and afraid, not wanting to see this player die here.
An invisible thread in the air was stretched taut.
"Okay, I'll arrange it."
The housekeeper didn't let Nan Huan wait too long and gave her an answer that she expected.
Although the chef looked angry, he finally turned around and left the table.
But when he turned around, Nan Huan keenly caught a glimpse of a winding scar with random stitches on the back of his neck.
After taking a look, she looked away.
He did not show any special expression in response to the butler's response.
In fact, Nan Huan was not hungry. After all, she didn't have the habit of eating after taking a bath, and her body simply did not allow her to have irregular diet for a long time, even though she didn't finish the bath.
She originally wondered if she could just avoid dinner, but then she felt that it was a rule set by the system after all. Even though her identity was different from that of other players, it would be unlikely that she would have the privilege to skip the dinner directly because it was a rule that could potentially promote the development of the plot or result in punishment.
After all, it wouldn't be fair if you could just skip dinner.
However, although you cannot just stop eating it, you can think of ways to eat something safer instead.
From what the butler said just now, Nan Huan discovered that there is actually a hierarchy among the servants in the castle.
After all, the chef did not take the initiative to serve the dishes before the butler spoke. As far as the meal was concerned, all his instructions came from the butler.
That's why Nan Huan made a fuss about the housekeeper.
Regardless of whether the other party carried her down the stairs out of duty or for some other reason, Nan Huan really deserves the title of "young lady". The request to change the dishes is within a reasonable range, so it is not unexpected that the housekeeper agreed.
The other players sitting at the long table didn't seem to expect the butler to agree so readily, nor did they expect that there was such a way to circumvent the rules and ask for food.
For a moment, the expressions on his face were somewhat brilliant.
"Butler, I don't like venison either," a girl sitting next to the man with dark circles under his eyes raised her hand and imitated Nan Huan's commanding tone, "Change it to a steak for me."
She followed suit before other players could react.
However, he only received a denial from the butler.
"Sorry, guests don't have the right to refuse the chef's food."
"In addition, the dinner at the castle has a strict time limit. Please enjoy the chef's gift within the specified time."
Seemingly not very satisfied with the female player's behavior of imitating the eldest lady and giving orders to him, the butler gave a new rule.
Not only do they remember grudges, but they also take revenge on the spot.
Nan Huan gave an evaluation in her heart, and her steak was served on the table.
No weird smell or hair, just a normal steak, even the portion was not too big.
No one else was paying attention to what was happening on Nanhuan's side. A man and a woman on her left had already started using their knives and forks, while the man with dark circles under his eyes on her right glared at the female player, as if he was disgusted with her for not getting the best result. The man with a crew cut who was sitting farthest from Nanhuan had already eaten half of the venison without noticing, and was clearly not very interested in the farce on the table.
Liang Yu was not in a good mood. He was considered an old player and naturally knew what the rules would trigger, but he did not have the props to mislead the housekeeper NPC, so he could only eat it for real.
He bit off a piece of meat and swallowed it whole, while at the same time searching for his own props on his personal panel.
When he saw an item that stacked a danger buff, his eyes lit up, and his gaze swept over the players present one by one, finally stopping on Nan Huan.
Compared to others, it was really hard to swallow, so everyone drank red wine with the meal to try to suppress the fishy smell.
The steak in Nanhuan is actually quite delicious.
She glanced at the wine glass beside her but never touched it.
Just as she put down her knife and fork, her body paused, as if she suddenly felt something.
Nan Huan: Are there any changes in my current physical data?
System: Your initial curiosity increases by one point.
Due to her physical condition, she had not had much extra curiosity for a long time, and now the only thought left in her mind was to find someone.
So why did an extra point suddenly appear during a meal when I hadn't had any increased curiosity for such a long time?
Nan Huan turned his gaze to the man with dark circles under his eyes, the only person who had secretly glanced at him during the entire dinner time.
"You used a prop on me?"
At the same time, she heard the system prompt.
[Ding, congratulations to the new player for unlocking the skill mission——]
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