Chapter 47 Un Entertainment Fishing Line Retrieval: Skin and flesh torn, dripping blood...
When we returned to the performance class in the afternoon, the iron doors that used to line both sides of the corridor had been replaced by cold walls.
Roue didn't disappear; she stood at the front of the crowd and began reading out the rules for the class.
There was nothing else superfluous, just the words: "Either kill the wood, or leave the asylum."
Looking down the corridor, one can vaguely see stiff wooden puppets already in place.
“They’re marionettes,” Ji Yang said, his hands clutching his collar, his lips pale and his voice strained.
Before Jiang Yang could speak, fishing lines emerged from every joint of Ji Yang's body, hanging above his head and spreading along the ceiling, making it impossible to tell where they were connected.
But he soon found out.
Someone noticed what was happening to Ji Yang and shouted "monster!" In an instant, a lot of space cleared up around the two of them.
Jiang Yang was also able to see Roue's sinister gaze and the small piece of fishing line he was fiddling with in his hand.
As the fishing line tightened, Ji Yang suddenly knelt down on one knee.
Jiang Yang anxiously reached for the fishing line, but the next second his finger slipped right through it.
This means that if they want to save Ji Yang, they must start with Roue.
The young man's face immediately turned cold.
They helped Ji Yang to his feet, and those around them avoided them like the plague.
“Let’s move forward,” Ji Yang said, leaning against Jiang Yang and almost whispering in her ear.
There is only one path, and they will eventually have to face the wooden figure. Before the wooden figure starts operating, Ji Yang's decision will not be a problem.
As they passed Roue, the other person cast a malicious glance at them, and Jiang Yang glared back without hesitation.
"Three, two, one, freeze!"
It was the same sound as in the morning, but the rhythm seemed to be ten times faster. Ji Yang and Jiang Yang stopped on the spot, and the restless noises behind them also stopped.
"Don't speak or move."
The familiar voice reminded Jiang Yang of the wooden figure that had shattered after losing its soul.
He suddenly realized that Roue wasn't asking them to destroy the wood, but rather... a certain spirit.
Suddenly, a scream rang out.
Jiang Yang resisted the urge to turn around and listened attentively.
Two people in the crowd seemed to have lost their footing and fallen to one side. Then, as if confirming his guess, two more screams rang out.
Finally, the gears started turning, and Roue laughed with undisguised malice: "Round one over. Have fun playing with the puppets."
Jiang Yang breathed a sigh of relief and quickly looked behind her; Roue was no longer there.
With those three screams, one person had a fishhook driven into their ankle, another into their arm, and yet another had it driven directly into their skull, leaving them hanging in mid-air with their eyes wide open, dying instantly.
In contrast, although Ji Yang had many fishing lines on his body, he only had one wound. Without Roue's intervention, his condition was slowly recovering.
While the wooden figure was adjusting, he took two more steps forward.
But after taking two steps, they were stopped by a transparent barrier.
Ji Yang said, "It looks like the second round hasn't even started yet."
According to the rules in the morning, the timer for the "Statues" game is set to reset every five minutes, and Jiang Yang felt that he probably really needed a watch.
They secretly calculated the time in their minds, and when the time was about right, the two of them spoke one after the other in perfect unison.
They exchanged a smile, the barrier disappeared, and the second round officially began.
Having learned a painful lesson the first time, the wooden figure failed to find its target for two consecutive rounds, and the creaking of the gears as they turned seemed to be venting its dissatisfaction.
Jiang Yang couldn't help but ask, "What would happen if no one died?"
"Normally, this would trigger NPCs to randomly kill people, but I feel..."
Ji Yang paused for a moment, then said, "Not here."
In Un Entertainment, they had basically never encountered any missions that required them to kill an NPC, and Ji Yang began to suspect the intentions behind the afternoon performance class.
Or perhaps it was Roue's intention.
With their progress restricted, someone quickly caught up with them.
The newcomer, standing against the wall to their left, let out a gasp. Jiang Yang looked over and saw that the person was holding a small wooden figure.
A sinister aura emanated from above, and the man's gaze became dazed as he stared at it. Ji Yang stepped forward, raised his foot, and kicked the man's hand.
The little wooden figure flew through the barrier into the corridor ahead, its size suddenly increasing to enormous, blocking the middle of the corridor.
The man sat on the ground, panting heavily, still shaken. He kept thanking them, the feeling of death so close still filling him with lingering fear.
However, some people stepped forward and criticized Ji Yang, saying, "Now there are two wooden figures, what are you up to!"
Ji Yang ignored him, but Jiang Yang couldn't help but stand between the two, gripping a small knife with a purple copper handle, her face fierce. "What do you think we're up to?"
Regardless of Ji Yang's motives, Jiang Yang could not tolerate others slandering him like this, after all, he was also considered half of his employer.
Moreover, Jiang Yang witnessed the changes in that person when he was possessed by the wooden figure. With the barrier closed, if a wooden figure were to appear on their side, no one could be certain what would happen.
As the fourth round began, the Yin Qi Wood, which had just been kicked out by Ji Yang, started wandering around the arena.
Ji Yang called out loudly, "Don't make eye contact."
Whether he listens or not is not his concern.
As Ji Yang said, even if a very small number of players were punished by the fishing line for touching things, just as the rules on the surface of the wooden figure stipulated, as long as they did not speak or move, no one would lose their life in it.
They began to get closer to the marionette.
Most people were overjoyed, imagining themselves smashing the wooden figure in one fell swoop, but in reality, Ji Yang and Jiang Yang at the front had increasingly solemn expressions.
Sure enough, just as Jiang Yang estimated that they would be able to get close to the wooden figure in one more round, everyone was sent back to the starting point.
"Why!"
"What's going on?!"
"What on earth is going on?!"
Jiang Yang also wanted to ask.
"Hey, my injury is healed."
"Mine too!"
The crowd became lively, and Jiang Yang lifted his eyelids to glance around, his eyes suddenly lighting up.
Because of the isolation of others, a small space was left around them, and they are still standing in the center of that space.
Not only that, even the eerie wooden figures that had been wandering among the crowd had disappeared.
Jiang Yang said with certainty, "We weren't sent back to the starting point."
"But it was the start of the acting class."
But if that's the case, what made them travel back to the past...?
The second time, no one else set off, but the wooden figure still quickly went through the process several times.
Time passed slowly, and someone suddenly had a thought: "What if we just stay here until get out of class ends in the afternoon?"
The suggestion came from a middle-aged man. Jiang Yang glanced at him and realized that he couldn't count on them.
"A celebrity has been detected playing the game passively. Random mode is now activated."
Roue's voice came from the direction of the wooden figure, followed by a barrage of fishing lines being cast from above.
Ji Yang reacted quickly, pulling Jiang Yang forward two steps to narrowly avoid the attack.
The others weren't so lucky. The fishing line fell on the middle-aged man's head, and as he dodged it, it brushed against his scalp. Then, the bottom hook snagged his right ear.
The fishing line was pulled in, flesh was torn, and a blood-dripping ear hung from the top of his head. The middle-aged man realized what was happening and immediately covered his ear, falling to the ground and crying out in pain.
Jiang Yang felt nauseous again.
But the attack from the fishing line did not stop there.
Reeling in the fishing line is like holding a string; you can't be sure when it will be released.
"Three, two, one, freeze!"
Just then, the command from the wooden figure continued to ring out.
Jiang Yang unconsciously tightened his grip on Ji Yang's forearm, watching the scene ahead warily.
Ji Yang glanced down at the person and whispered comfortingly, "It's alright, don't be afraid."
"Don't speak, don't move!"
As the last word fell along with the fishing line, Jiang Yang heard a muffled groan behind him.
It wasn't until the wooden figure turned back that someone couldn't help but scream.
Someone turned around and nailed a fishing line to the line. The line wasn't reeled in, and the punishment for playing the game against the opponent ended there.
Everyone had no choice but to move forward again.
"Don't you think Roue really wants us to kill the wooden man?" Jiang Yang stood in front of the barrier. After several rounds, they had reached halfway down the corridor.
Ji Yang looked up at the small hole above his head that held the fishing line and hook. With some preparation, it wouldn't have been difficult to avoid it, which meant that Roue didn't intend to kill them.
After thinking for a moment, he said, "If Roue wants us to kill the wooden man, then we'll go back in time, and it could only have been the wooden man who did it."
If you want to know the truth, you must come into contact with the wooden figure.
The question is how to get close.
Jiang Yang pondered; it seemed that only Roue could get close to the wooden figure on the field at the moment...
"No, there might also be wooden figures."
The wood, imbued with yin energy, can break through barriers and might even be able to approach the wooden figure.
“That won’t do,” Ji Yang said calmly.
The young man lightly kicked the barrier twice with his toes, unable to hide his disappointment.
Ji Yang continued, "But you can look for other pieces of wood; there should be more than just that one."
If you're going to do it, then do it.
The next two stood on either side of the corridor. The others were completely confused, but due to Ji Yang's strength, they obediently followed behind without daring to utter a sound.
...
Three, two, one, freeze! Don't speak, don't move.
...
Three, two, one, freeze! Don't speak, don't move.
...
"Found it, there's one over there."
Jiang Yang hurriedly returned to Ji Yang's side to report the news. The two switched places, and Ji Yang silently shook his head at him.
They are wooden figures, but they are wooden figures that the other people cannot use.
The two remained in their new positions and continued forward.
It was Jiang Yang who discovered the new wooden figure.
But this time he crouched down and carefully observed the wooden figure, avoiding its eyes.
After waiting a while and seeing that the person hadn't moved, Ji Yang walked over and squatted down next to them, asking, "What's wrong?"
"It's called 9033."
It was the hungry wood that Li Wei wanted, and there were Li Wei's bloody handprints on the wood.
Jiang Yang didn't know why it was here, but his intuition told him that it wasn't Roue's doing.
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Author's note: Hehehe, I was so sleepy last night!
There will be two updates tonight, and another one later!
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