Ah? This isn't a love game?

Chapter 308: Beautiful and Freezing (Additional update for leader "panda321222" 5/6)

In a closed room, on the ceiling, a dim chandelier kept flickering yellow light and making a crackling sound of electricity.

The surrounding walls are made of iron sheets. At first glance, they look like large containers, covered in rust.

On it, written in dark red paint, were a row of shocking large characters:

[You will never escape from my palm, my sweetheart. ]

There was a small closed door on one side of the room. The only piece of furniture inside the room was a camp bed that was only one meter wide.

The camp bed was covered in rust, just like the surrounding iron walls.

On the bed, a round-faced boy with delicate features was sitting there, breathing rapidly. His face was as pale as paper due to fright. His eyes were wide open in fear as he observed the situation around him.

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【Your cute Ji-eun】's live broadcast room.

[Star user *Shorty Fat Boy* has entered this live broadcast room, welcome! ]

[Star user *ygs.qs* enters this live broadcast room, welcome! ]

[*ygs.qs*: Why are there so few people in this live broadcast room? Isn’t it just star users? Shit! Is this a high-level copy?]
[*Guardian 2.0*: Is this your first time here? This anchor has great potential. He just passed eight dungeons and is at the peak of bronze, half a step away from silver. He can indeed make an exception and enter the high-level dungeon for training.]
[*Shorty and Fat*: Um, we were all waiting for the live broadcast of One Night Nine Times Lang. As soon as the show started, it was blocked due to sensitive issues. That’s why we fled here as refugees.]
[*Guardian 2.0*:? ]
[*Guardian 2.0*: No, what theme is that over there? Why is it blocked right at the beginning? There is a river of blood as soon as I enter the dungeon?]
[*ygs.qs*: It’s not a question of blood and violence, it’s a question of pornography]
[*Guardian 2.0*: What do you mean? This game copy can be blocked because of pornography? Are we talking about a game?]
[*ygs.qs*: You can go to Jiujiro's live broadcast room and you will know that the yellow shield is a normal operation. He plays this game in a way that you can't even imagine]
[*Guardian 2.0*: Zundu is fake? ]
[*Le Zi Ren:P*: I want to go check it out, can you tell me the room number?]
[*Shorty and Fat*: Uh, that's still blocked. We're all on the move now, waiting for it to be unlocked]
[*ygs.qs*: What type of book is this? What is the theme?]
[*Guardian 2.0*: I don’t know, it’s just started, the streamer hasn’t even received the system prompt yet, just wait]
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Yoon Ji-eun climbed up from the camp bed that was so hard that it hurt her butt.

When using hands and feet together, I felt a strange feeling in my ankle and heard a crisp metal collision sound in my ears.

Yoon Ji-eun paused and looked at her feet, only to discover that one of her ankles was shackled.

The shackles were connected to a long chain, and the other end of the chain extended into a small hole chiseled in the wall.

Yoon Ji-eun raised her hand and tugged at the chain, and the chain was immediately pulled out of the small hole with a "clatter". When she let go of her hand, the chain was immediately retracted into the wall.

It seems that there should be a mechanism in the small hole, similar to the leash used when walking the dog, which can automatically retract and release the length of the chain according to the movements of the bound target.

Yoon Ji-eun pulled the chain and slowly walked down from the bed. She looked around but didn't see anyone, not even a living creature.

What copy is this?
Isn't this the refresh point?

Why don't you enter the refresh point immediately after teleporting in?
Could it be the same as the last dungeon, a faction confrontation dungeon, where players have to find their own identities and refresh points?

But now this room is so cramped, and there is no exit except that door...

Yin Zhien tried to call up the system in her mind and asked about the situation of the copy she was in. In the end, she did not get the expected answer, but only a cold reminder:

[Players must trigger the key plot first before they can unlock the dungeon theme and character information. ]

[Countdown to trigger key plot: 15:00——]

What plot?
There is actually a time requirement for triggering this plot? If he cannot trigger it within 15 minutes, he will lose the qualification to unlock the copy theme directly. Will he be eliminated at the beginning? !

This dungeon has the highest difficulty level from the start?

Yin Zhien suddenly realized that this might be an advanced copy...

The higher the difficulty, the more points and rewards you get. Being assigned to an advanced copy is not necessarily a bad thing.

Thinking of this, Yoon Ji-eun adjusted her mood and began to look for clues.

The so-called key plot... could it be related to the row of red words on the wall?

He walked forward, and with the clanking sound of the chains on his ankles, he came to the iron wall with red words written on it.

Leaning closer, he stretched out his hand and rubbed the dark red writing with his fingertips, and some dried debris immediately stained his skin.

I put the debris to the tip of my nose and smelled it, and a fishy smell of rust rushed into my nose.

These red words were actually written with blood, not red paint.

Yoon Ji-eun was so scared that she took a step back, trying to stay away from the wall.

The moment this feeling of fear spread in Yoon Ji-eun's heart, it was immediately sensed by the system, which in turn affected this closed room. A slight vibration came from under her feet, causing the door next to her to tremble. The chandelier above her head shook, and with a "pop", it went out.

The surroundings were plunged into pitch-black darkness.

Yoon Ji-eun's heartbeat was getting faster and faster. She tried everything she could to suppress the fear in her heart, but to little avail.

The vibrations under his feet showed no signs of abating, and the chains at his ankles began to make crisp sounds, making him more and more uneasy. He always felt that in the next moment, an invisible hand would reach out from the darkness, grab his chains, and drag him into the abyss.

Such emotions enveloped Yoon Ji-eun and were further sensed by the room, causing the vibrations under her feet to become even more intense.

[Countdown to trigger key plot: 13:24——]

No, we can't just sit there and wait for death.

No matter what, just feel your way to the door and try to open it.

Even if there are hidden weapons behind the door, he must try to push it open and walk out. Otherwise, there is no way to break the current deadlock, let alone unfold the plot.

Following her memory, Yoon Ji-eun groped in the darkness and slowly walked towards the door.

He found the door handle easily, pressed it down, and with a click, the door opened outwards.

The door is not locked?

Outside the door, it was pitch black, just like inside the room.

Yoon Ji-eun didn't dare to walk out rashly. She stood at the door, pulled out the chain on her ankle a little, and threw it out.

"Click".

A soft sound.

The sensor light above my head came on.

With the dim light from the sensor lamp, Yoon Ji-eun could see that this door was not an exit at all - it was a toilet door.

The toilet was less than three square meters in size. There was a toilet bowl covered in yellow stains of feces and urine next to the wall, and next to the toilet was a washbasin with a mirror.

Apart from that, there is nothing.

There are no windows, no doors, not even any vents.

In other words, he is now in a completely enclosed space with no exit at all!

This made Yin Zhien feel desperate, but the system countdown did not stop because of his despair——

[Countdown to trigger key plot: 11:43——]

Time is passing by, and the key plot must be triggered as soon as possible.

His skill [Subconscious Sensing] was in effect, frantically warning him that there was danger in this toilet.

His reason told him that the more dangerous it was, the higher the possibility of triggering the plot.

She closed her eyes tightly, took a deep breath, gritted her teeth, and walked into the bathroom.

Looking around the room, Yoon Ji-eun's eyes finally fell on the smelly toilet.

He raised his foot and walked towards the toilet. The chain on his ankle dragged on the ground, making a rattling sound.

As he got closer, the stench in the toilet became stronger, and the pungent smell of ammonia was so strong that tears came to his eyes even when he held his breath.

Covering her mouth and nose, squinting her eyes, and suppressing the urge to vomit, Yoon Ji-eun squatted down and observed around the toilet for a long time, knocking here and hitting there, but she still didn't hear any prompt sound in the system that would trigger the plot.

If the clue is not in the toilet, then it can only be in...

Yoon Ji-eun turned around and looked at the sink next to her.

Just one look and the [subconscious perception] in his mind immediately started to sound the alarm frantically.

It's extremely dangerous there, don't get close! Don't get close! Don't get close!
The constant warning sounds almost completely suppressed Yoon Ji-eun's desire to explore. His instinct to seek profit and avoid harm made him want to leave the bathroom.

[Countdown to trigger key plot: 7:58——]

Only seven minutes left.

He can't leave, otherwise he will be eliminated at the start.

With trembling legs, Yoon Ji-eun moved to the sink with difficulty.

There was not a drop of water in the sink, only a lot of dried blood and a bunch of black hair tangled in the drain.

Yoon Ji-eun raised her head and saw her face, which was as pale as the wall dust, in the broken mirror on the wall.

Click.

The sensor light above my head went out and the surroundings fell into darkness.

Click.

The sensor light came on again, and Yoon Ji-eun saw herself in the mirror again, and...

Lying on his shoulder was the face of a woman with a purple complexion and blood coming out of all her orifices.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

Yoon Ji-eun screamed and could no longer control herself. She turned around and ran out of the bathroom.

He slammed the toilet door and returned to the camp bed, leaning his back against the corner, trembling all over, staring at the toilet door.

"Ah."

A female voice sounded in his ears, as if blowing into his face.

Yin Zhien turned her head stiffly and saw a pair of empty eyes with only the whites of the eyes, staring straight at her. …

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[*Shorty and fat*: (╬Д)]
[*ygs.qs*: Damn! No high-energy warning?]
[*wqnmd*: No, after watching so many copies, I still can't be immune to this kind of scene. Let's go, find a place that is not so scary to relax]
[*ygs.qs*: I will continue to commit crimes while on the move until Jiujiro is unblocked]
[*Shorty and Fat*: Wait for me, let’s go together]
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The live broadcast room of [Zhang Dapang needs to work hard].

[Star user *Shorty Fat Boy* has entered this live broadcast room, welcome! ]

[Star user *ygs.qs* enters this live broadcast room, welcome! ]

[*ygs.qs*: This is OK. Look at the cozy furniture, the spacious kitchen, and the delicious food.]
[*Shorty and Fat*: Looks like I came to the right place. Even the food here is normal. There is no blood or feces.]
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The sunlight slanted in through the gauze curtains beside the floor-to-ceiling windows in the restaurant and fell on Zhang Dapang's pale face, adding a bit of warmth to his bloodless face.

Next to Zhang Dapang sat a young woman with her hair tied loosely behind her head and wearing an apron. She picked up a chicken leg for the man next to her.
"Why don't you eat? Is the food not to your liking?"

Zhang Dapang swallowed hard, then sat stiffly at the table, his eyes empty as he looked at his system prompt -

[Countdown to trigger key plot: 5:48——]

There were only six minutes left, but he had no idea how to trigger the key plot.

The woman gently put down the bowl and chopsticks, stood up, walked to the kitchen counter next to her, picked up a casserole from the gas stove, and returned to the dining table.

The casserole was pushed in front of Zhang Dapang. He glanced inside and saw the green sticky substance bubbling inside. He was so scared that his face turned even paler.

But he couldn't leave the table, because he knew very well that he was very close to triggering the key plot.

The woman picked up the porcelain spoon, scooped a bowl of green soup, held it with both hands, and brought it to Zhang Dapang. She tilted her head towards him and said with a smile:
"Big Fatty, take your medicine."

The soup, with white steam still rising from it, was slowly brought to Fatty Zhang.

When he got closer, Fatty Zhang realized that the white smoke was not hot air at all. It was a highly corrosive acidic substance that evaporated into the air and formed smoke!

Just by smelling it from a distance, Fatty Zhang felt a pain in his nose. If he drank it, his intestines would definitely be ruptured!
"What's wrong, Dapang? Why do you look like you're about to cry?" The woman looked at Dapang Zhang's face and chuckled, "Why are you such a grown-up, but still like a child, afraid to take medicine? It's okay, this medicine is not bitter at all. Don't be afraid. Come on, pinch your nose and pour it in at once."

Don't come here! !
Fatty Zhang was trembling all over and roaring in his heart.

His fear not only did not stop the woman, but instead made the soup in the bowl in her hand emit even stronger corrosive smoke.

"Come on, open your mouth, ah——"

The woman picked up the spoon from the bowl, scooped a spoonful, and put it into Zhang Dapang's mouth.

Halfway through the process, the woman's hand shook accidentally, and some of the green soup spilled and dripped onto the corner of the table.

With a "swish" sound, a hole as big as a fingernail was corroded in the corner of the solid wood table in an instant.

"oops."

The woman looked at the hole with regret, her hand trembled again, and the green soup splashed towards Zhang Dapang's toes.

"Ahhh-"

Fat Zhang was so scared that he jumped up from his chair, and the chair legs rubbed against the floor, making a harsh sound.

The woman had a cold face. She raised her head and saw Dapang Zhang waving his arms and overturning the bowl of soup in the woman's hand.

The mouth of the bowl was placed on the woman, and the smoky green soup poured onto her face, chest, waist and abdomen like snot.

The highly corrosive juice corroded the woman's flesh in an instant, leaving several scarlet blood holes on her cheeks. The flesh around her eye sockets began to smoke and disappeared. A pair of deformed eyeballs fell to the floor and rolled to Zhang Dapang's feet.

Fat Zhang was so scared that he backed away all the way until he reached the corner of the wall. He looked up and saw a bloody mass of flesh and blood opposite him. A pair of hands that had been corroded to the point where only bones were left stretched out and pounced towards him.

"Big Fatty, you're dead."

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[*Shorty Fat Boy*: Um, Zhang Dapang passed away peacefully]
[*ygs.qs*: Send it right at the start? I'm going to run away. I'll just go back to Jiujiro's place and stay there. Even if he blocks me, I'll stay here. Only there can I feel safe.]
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Wen Nan lay on the spacious bed, and after a few seconds of rest, he felt something strange.

Just now in the audio-visual room, under the "severe torture" of the investigator, Wen Nan was forced to do three hours of intense exercise, sweating and feeling hot all over.

I was suddenly teleported here, and I felt a chill all over my body, and actually felt very comfortable.

After a while, he realized that this comfort came from the temperature here—

This place is too cold.

This kind of cold is different from the cold that was completely engulfed by the severe cold in the Blizzard Villa before.

The coldness in this room is more like the coldness you feel when you suddenly open a refrigerator and stick your head into the cold storage compartment on a hot summer day.

Only the part that is in close contact with the refrigerator will feel cold.

At this moment, Wen Nan felt cold mainly in his waist and abdomen.

In other words, it was the woman lying next to him who was emitting cold air.

In order to ensure the health of his "descendants", Wen Nan grabbed the other person's popsicle-like arm and pulled it away from his body.

At the same time, in his mind, the same system prompt "Trigger key plot to unlock copy theme" came, followed by a 15-minute countdown.

Wen Nan chuckled.

This is too simple. On this huge bed that is so spacious that it can be described as "boundless", there are only him and the woman beside him lying. The key information can be guessed with just one's buttocks. It must be on this woman.

Just as he was thinking about it, the woman woke up, propped herself up and sat up beside Wen Nan, put one hand on Wen Nan's shoulder, and asked in a lazy and hoarse voice when she woke up:

"Why did you wake up so early, husband?"

The word "husband" made Wen Nan stunned for a moment. He turned his head and looked at his shoulder. He found that the skin on his shoulder had turned purple due to the contact of the other's fingers, and was about to get frostbite.

Wen Nan raised his hand and pushed the other person's hand off his shoulder.

Feeling that Wen Nan was resisting the physical contact between them, the woman beside him suddenly turned cold.

"Huh, you think I'm ugly after you're done?"

"how could be?"

Wen Nan immediately grabbed the other person's hand, brought it to his mouth and kissed it gently.

The moment the lips touched the other's cold skin, it was like eating a cold popsicle, and the lips stuck directly to the other's skin.

Wen Nan pulled his lips apart with force, tearing off a thin layer of lip skin.

As if he was unaware of anything, Wen Nan smiled at her and said, "Wife, you are so beautiful and charming. I can hardly control myself."

These words brought a smile to the woman's originally cold face.

The woman raised the corner of her lips and gently touched the corner of Wen Nan's lips with one finger, and asked: "How uncontrollable are you?"

Wen Nan looked the woman up and down. Apart from being extremely cold, the figure of his airborne wife could be described as perfect.

She looks just like a statue of Venus, with clear curves and a well-proportioned figure. Her skin is white and delicate, like ice and snow, with a little red dotted on it, like two cherries dropped on the snow.

Wen Nan looked at that place and couldn't help but lean over...

The woman didn't expect the other party to do this suddenly. She took a deep breath and raised her hand to gently push Wen Nan's chest.
"Wasn't last night enough? If you come again... aren't you afraid of missing the morning meeting?"

Wen Nan didn't move.

It’s not that he was really beastly and planned to do that kind of thing to his completely unfamiliar “wife”. He was now facing the same problem as the southern little potato who went to the Northeast to lick the iron railings.

He pulled hard twice but failed, and instead caused the "iron railing" to make a sound.

The awkwardness lasted for a moment, and finally Wen Nan gritted his teeth and stood up straight.

With a swish sound, a layer of the tongue surface was torn off, and Wen Nan's mouth was quickly filled with the smell of blood.

After dragging the saliva mixed with blood into his stomach, Wen Nan heard the system prompt in his mind -

9527: [Congratulations to the contestant! Successfully triggered the key plot - provoking the anger of the iceberg beauty.]

9527: [The copy theme and character information will be unlocked for you soon, please wait...]

Hearing the prompt in his mind, Wen Nan raised his brows slightly.

Is this unlocked?
Is it too simple?
Just as I was thinking about it, my wife snorted coquettishly, rubbed her chest, then pulled her pajamas from the side and wrapped herself tightly.

Wen Nan looked at the place where the other person's fingers were rubbing with a bit of aftertaste. His wife noticed his gaze and raised her foot with pretended anger. Her round toes touched Wen Nan's waist and abdomen, as if someone was poking him with a popsicle. Wen Nan's body trembled slightly. He grabbed the other person's ankle and looked at her with a bit of warning.

The wife tried to pull her feet back from Wen Nan's palm, but failed. She had to give in and said, "I was wrong, husband. Let go. If you do it again, I really can't stand it."

Wen Nan rubbed the other person's cold and smooth soles. Just as he was about to do something else, a system prompt sounded in his mind -

9527: [Congratulations to the players for successfully passing the intermediate dungeon. Welcome to join us! ]

9527: [The new map "My life living together with a yandere" has been opened. ]

9527: [This map is an advanced dungeon, difficulty level: LV.11.]

Wen Nan was slightly startled.

Advanced dungeon? The difficulty is as high as level 11?

In other words, the stunningly beautiful woman in front of him is his yandere wife?
(End of this chapter)