Chapter 33: Gu Village 32

Liang Ye finished washing up and changed into clean clothes.

He sniffed his arms, satisfied only when he could no longer detect the slightest scent of blood.

The nights in the Gu village were frigid. In the pitch-black darkness, devoid of any light, sharp cat-like shrieks echoed periodically—or perhaps they were not cats, as they were interspersed with the hissing of insects and the sickening "crunch-crunch" sound of animals chewing on flesh, grating painfully against the ears.

The path was too dark, but Liang Ye did not linger. He was not a particularly impatient man, yet an inexplicable desire drove him toward the girl.

He wanted to... see her.

The way the silly NPC would soften her voice to ask him for candy, the pathetic look on her face as she wept from his relentless kisses, the way she looked at him with wet, reddened eyes, begging for help—every frame of these memories was etched clearly in his mind.

It made his head spin and throb.

She was just a foolish little girl, after all, albeit a beautiful one.

But that tremor deep within his heart was unmistakable.

Thinking of the beautiful girl sleeping soundly and sweetly, he felt an even greater sense of urgency.

...

In reality, however, the scene was nothing like what Liang Ye had imagined.

Zhou Zhou was unable to sleep at all; her face was streaked with tears, leaving her no chance for rest. She lay there, her soft, alluring eyes half-open, staring at the dark ceiling.

Liang Ye’s mind exploded with a roar.

He stood at the doorway, listening expressionlessly. As a player, he possessed formidable strength and acute senses; through the walls, he could clearly perceive how powerless the girl was.

Yet, if she were truly so powerless, why could she endure it?

She had nothing to do with him; her fate was none of his business.

And yet... a sudden surge of malice rose in his heart.

The instance boss deserved to die, and this NPC surnamed Ning deserved to die as well.

In his eyes, the way "Ning Jidong" was bullying the girl was utterly disgusting.

Though his heart burned with the urge to kill, his body grew hot, bit by bit, because of the scene before him.

With a dark and gloomy expression, Liang Ye coldly exchanged points with the system for an S-rank sedative.

Clutching the vial with his knuckles white, he selected his target. Moments later, the person inside the room fell unconscious.

He had used up the entire S-rank sedative, but Liang Ye did not feel it was a waste.

Even though it was an S-rank agent, Ke Zhi was powerful; using it all would only buy him about ten minutes before the man woke up.

Liang Ye had to act fast.

—

In the adjacent room, the unconscious girl gasped in her sleep, and at one point, let out a low, faint sob.

Chu Mingxiu stood by the wall, his narrow, dark eyes filled with complex and mocking emotions. He had long since deactivated his "Spirit Vision," as he truly did not want to hear her physical reactions or those fragmented sounds.

Was this NPC really that hungry?

His eyes were bloodshot from excessive restraint.

This was the second time... the second time he had thought of her.

The girl’s voice was naturally captivating, and in such moments, it became even more bewitching.

No one could escape her allure.

Chu Mingxiu clenched his hands in repression, drowning in his own thoughts with a blank expression.

He crumpled a white tissue into a ball and coldly tossed it aside.

—

Zhou Shan had left early in the morning.

There was no one else in the house.

When the girl woke up, every inch of her body ached. Fortunately, she felt dry and clean. Trembling, she called out to the 022 system in grievance.

"Brother 022..." Zhou Zhou looked utterly defeated. "Is your 'Escape Game' really a legitimate game?"

"..."

How could he put it?

022 felt a bit uncertain himself. Looking at the pitiful girl, he replied in a low voice, "I suppose... it is legitimate."

"Ah... regardless of whether it's legitimate or not, how could it be like this?" Zhou Zhou bit her quilt, muttering resentfully, "I hate this Escape Game, I hate this instance."

"And... it hurts so much."

022 was silent. "I have prepared some ointment for you; it's on the nightstand."

Zhou Zhou propped herself up and craned her neck to look, like a rabbit with long ears, her red eyes staring out pitifully.

It wasn't that she didn't want to reach for it; it was simply that she lacked the strength to even pick up the ointment now.

[Slurp, the hickeys on our wife's body are so deep... marks all over that snow-white skin, ahhh!]

[How crazy must it have been last night, ahhh!!! Merely three... *hiss*...]

[Has anyone noticed that she is radiating such an alluring aura right now...]

[Hehehe, I love this delicate wife so much... being ravished to the point where she doesn't even have the strength to apply ointment... she must be swollen, right...]

After resting for a long while, Zhou Zhou finally gathered enough strength to apply the ointment.

She squeezed some out and applied it to her skin, when she suddenly heard a rustling sound of conversation outside.

It sounded like the voices of the players.