Wen Qing sat on the chair for a while, and soon there was a knock on the bedroom door.
Wen Qing looked at the gardener pruning the rose bushes outside the window and said without turning his head, "Come in."
The butler walked without making any sound, and he did not have the coldness like Sikong, nor the scent of roses.
It was not until the butler walked in front of Wen Qing that Wen Qing noticed his presence.
Wen Qing blinked and looked up at the butler.
The butler's facial features are impeccable, and they look as if they were produced by the same factory as Sikong, Yu Xing, and Ji Yu's faces. They completely conform to human aesthetics, and each of them is handsome in his own way.
Wen Qing stared at him for a while, and suddenly became curious: "Is your face also custom-made by the master?"
The butler nodded.
Wen Qing thought, this old man has a really good taste.
He casually asked, "Has the master had many wives?"
The butler looked at him quietly: “Only you.”
Wen Qing was stunned and immediately asked, "Who gave birth to those three young masters?"
"Master, did you live alone?"
The butler lowered his eyes and said slowly: "The three young masters were created by the master."
Wen Qing opened his eyes wide and asked, "What do you mean?"
The butler said nothing.
Wen Qing asked again: "What does it mean to be created?"
The butler continued to look at him and did not answer the question.
Wen Qing looked into his blue eyes and suddenly remembered that every time he asked 001 questions related to the copy, 001 remained silent.
Thinking about it, he changed the question: "Are there many things you can't tell me?"
The butler nodded and replied, "Yes."
Wen Qing suddenly realized and shouted to 001 in his heart: [This housekeeper really looks like you. ]
001 didn't say anything either.
Wen Qing didn't care and continued to ask the housekeeper: "Why do you think the master likes me?"
The housekeeper said calmly, "Madam is different."
Wen Qing asked: "What are the details?"
The butler stopped talking again.
Wen Qing pursed her lips, wondering what made her different from other players.
I am not as good as them in fighting, not as smart as them, not as powerful as them...
The only difference I can think of is the guide buff on him.
This is a god-level copy.
Sikong, Yuxing and Jiyu are all gods.
Wen Qing's eyelids twitched, and he asked 001 to show the prop panel.
There are only three props he can use.
Dog trainer halo, no pornography, victim halo.
[Item: Dog Trainer Aura (can be used in both the human world and dungeons)]
[Level: Abnormal Level]
[Function: Within five minutes, you can manipulate the target at will and make him do anything, including sex.]
【How to use: slap (a slap on the face). 】
[Note: After this slap, you will become my dog. (The item takes effect for five minutes, and there is a three-day cooldown after each effect)]
[Props: No pornographic content (can be used in both the human world and dungeons)]
[Level: Abnormal Level]
[Function: The target will be overwhelmed with lust, feel hot and weak, and be unable to do anything except having sex.]
[How to use: Shout "No pornography" to the target.]
[Note: The item is effective once, and needs to cool down for three days after each effect.]
[Item: Victim's Aura (can be used in both the human world and dungeons)]
[Level: Human level]
[Function: Kind-hearted species will have evil intentions towards you, wanting to bully you and make you cry, while treacherous and greedy species will have good intentions towards you, wanting to protect and love you.]
[How to use: Close your eyes and repeat "I am a victim" three times in your mind. ]
[Note: The aura is only effective for five minutes, and it needs to cool down for one week after each effect.]
Wen Qing carefully looked over the functions and cooling times of the three items.
The cooldown time of the victim's aura is too long, and the function of not being able to do anything sexy is a bit unorthodox.
The only tool he could use to test whether his three good sons were the three gods he was familiar with was the dog trainer's halo.
Wen Qing was just thinking about it when the housekeeper's voice rang in his ears: "Madam, would you like to have dinner?"
Wen Qing shook his head. He wasn't hungry at all.
The housekeeper asked again: "Do you need some snacks?"
Wen Qing continued to shake his head and looked at the butler strangely.
Why do you always feed yourself?
This is exactly the same as 001.
Wen Qing curiously asked 001 in his heart: [Do you like watching people eat? ]
Because you can’t eat it yourself, you like to watch humans eat?
001 is still silent"
Wen Qing was a little puzzled, as 001 in this copy seemed particularly quiet.
He couldn't help but ask: [001, are you okay? ]
001: [It's okay.]
Wen Qing said "oh", it seemed that he just didn't want to pay attention to me.
001 was silent for a while, still no one spoke.
The more you talk, the more mistakes you make.
Wen Qing didn't mind this. After all, 001 was a personalized system, and it was normal to not want to care about people occasionally.
After struggling for a while, Wen Qing raised his eyes and asked the butler: "What are the three young masters doing now?"
The housekeeper told the truth: "The eldest young master is in the rose garden, the second young master is in the bedroom, and the third young master is reading."
Wen Qing was slightly stunned: "Sikong is still in the Rose Garden?"
He was a little confused: "Are you still looking at the roses?"
The butler nodded.
Wen Qing took a sip of tea and asked Asha the same question he had asked her before: "Does the Second Young Master have a bad temper?"
The housekeeper said slowly: "The second young master doesn't like to be disturbed and usually stays in his room."
"If I'm disturbed, I'll get mad."
Wen Qing lowered his eyes. The housekeeper and Asha said almost the same thing.
But the butler made it very clear that the second young master didn't like to be disturbed.
The players who entered this dungeon before should not be stupid enough to disturb the Second Young Master.
And Asha's words were misleading him.
Sikong...
Wen Qing walked to the window, looked around, and did not see Sikong among the rose bushes.
The housekeeper looked at him, his eyes flashing blue: "The eldest young master is in the south garden at night."
Wen Qing responded.
The castle is surrounded by roses. With the castle as the center, you can circle around and around, and you can't see the edge.
Wen Qing's bedroom faces north and cannot see what is happening to the south.
He stared at one of the rose bushes, wondering whether he should go and check it out now.
Wen Qing asked the housekeeper slowly, "How long does Sikong usually spend admiring the scenery?"
"A long time," the butler said calmly, "The young master spends most of his time in the rose garden."
Wen Qing nodded, thinking that this habit was exactly the same as the Sikong in his memory.
When he was guiding people, Sikong would stare blankly at the vast whiteness outside the window, and when he was at the zoo, he would stare blankly at the sea view...
"Madam, are you bored?" asked the butler.
Wen Qing opened his mouth, wondering how to answer, and then he heard the housekeeper ask again: "Do you want to go to the rose garden for a walk?"
Wen Qing's eyes lit up: "Yes!"
The butler turned around and opened the door for Wen Qing.
Wen Qing walked downstairs and glanced at the housekeeper walking beside him.
The butler was different from Sikong in that he did not lead him for a walk, but followed him.
As they walked into the daytime, Wen Qing was afraid that the housekeeper would see what she was trying to do, so she walked slowly among the rose bushes.
After walking around for a while and getting almost tired, we finally reached our real destination.
After approaching the target white rose bush, Wen Qing slowed down his pace and quietly took off the pendant on his body. Then he looked down at himself and said to the housekeeper: "My pendant fell off."
"Look for it."
The butler responded and leaned over to search.
Wen Qing waited patiently for a while and asked, "Did you find it?"
The butler looked at the empty ground and said calmly, "No."
Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled, and then asked: "Did it fall on the way here?"
"I'll go find it." As he said that, the butler turned around and walked forward with his back to Wen Qing.
Wen Qing glanced at his back, walked closer to the rose bush in front of him, and sniffed the air.
There is only the scent of roses, nothing else.
He lowered his head, stretched out his foot, and kicked the ground carefully, barely kicking up some soil.
Wen Qing frowned. The ground was very hard and didn't look like something had just been buried there during the day.
Did he take the wrong path?
He turned around and counted again.
The fourth circle, the second bunch of white roses under the window of the room.
That's right.
Wen Qing stared at the white rose for a while, reached out and touched the petals of the white rose, then raised his hand and looked at his fingertips closely.
Not dyed.
This is a white rose.
Could it be that the white roses in the daytime were dyed?
Wen Qing's eyelids twitched and she tilted her head to look at the red rose beside her.
Large patches of red roses.
He walked towards the housekeeper, touching the red roses as he passed by.
No dye, no dye, no dye...
I walked to the housekeeper, but I didn't touch the dyed red rose.
The housekeeper tilted his head to look at him and said slowly, "Madam, I didn't find it."
Wen Qing nodded perfunctorily and asked, "Do you know when roses were dyed?"
The housekeeper said calmly, "It depends on the young master's mood."
Wen Qing frowned. Isn't this just completely random?
He asked, "See if Sikong is in a good or bad mood?"
The butler said nothing.
Wen Qing did not ask this question again.
Knowing that it was already eleven o'clock in the evening, he didn't dare to linger in the rose bush and walked quickly back to the bedroom.
When I returned to the room, I turned around and saw the housekeeper following me in.
Wen Qing stared at him for a while, and suddenly remembered something: "If you don't need sleep, then don't you have your own room?"
The housekeeper nodded and said calmly, "I always go with my wife."
Wen Qing asked, "Sleeping together too?"
The housekeeper looked at him, his eyes twinkling, and said slowly: "I watched the lady fall asleep."
Wen Qing breathed a sigh of relief, but couldn't help but complain about this master in his heart.
Why let a robot watch your wife sleep?
What a weird habit this is.
After a moment's silence, he said to the housekeeper, "I want to sleep alone today."
The butler looked straight at him.
Wen Qing added slowly, "I want to mourn my late husband alone."
"Don't influence me."
"Don't come to see me tomorrow morning. Wait until I wake up."
The butler looked at him and nodded: "Yes."
He did not leave the room directly, but walked up to Wen Qing, slowly raised his hand, moved close to Wen Qing's clothes, and pretended to help him take off his clothes.
Wen Qing quickly stepped back and avoided the housekeeper's hand: "No need!"
"I can do it myself."
The butler looked at him straight in the eyes.
Wen Qing said dryly: "I'm going to start brewing my emotions."
"You can go now."
The butler's eyes flashed with tiny blue lights.
Wen Qing looked at him. There was no expression change on the butler's face, not even a raise of his eyebrows, but the blue light in his eyes flickered to varying degrees.
He couldn't tell what the blue lights meant for the time being, so he had to say it again: "You can go now."
"You can ask them to make you a room."
The butler lowered his eyes and replied, "Yes."
After the housekeeper left the bedroom, Wen Qing walked to the door and locked it.
He quickly washed, undressed, and climbed into bed.
Have a good night's sleep.
the next day
Wen Qing was awakened by a slight knock on the door.
The noise was silent, but he was a light sleeper and could hear it clearly.
Wen Qing's mind was not fully clear yet. He sat up in a daze, looked at the turning door lock, and realized that he had locked the door last night.
"Madam." Asha's soft voice came from outside the door.
Wen Qing climbed out of bed and opened the door for Asha.
When I opened the door, it wasn't Asha who was in front of me.
Instead, it was a huge mirror, but the surface of the mirror was covered with a layer of white mist-like substance that was floating on the surface.
Wen Qing was stunned for a moment, thinking that he was dazzled and misty the wrapping paper.
He reached out and poked, his fingertips touching the mirror.
The next second, the white mist began to dissipate from his fingertips and slowly faded away.
In the blink of an eye, the white mist disappeared.
It became an ordinary mirror.
Wen Qing was now completely awake.
He opened his eyes wide and stared at himself in the mirror.
Has he grown taller?
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