You made all the streamers on the internet kneel before you when you were asked to make a game.

At this moment, Brother Long's entire focus was on what was in front of him.

He held that cold hand and could clearly feel the overwhelming resentment emanating from it.

A strange surge of courage welled up in Brother Long's heart.

He recalled how the leader of the Church of Scientology completed the game "The Red Veil".

Respect, communication, empathy.

The cult leader treated the paper bride as his "sister-in-law".

And now, in the game's setting, this bride is his "wife"!

Brother Long took a deep breath.

He decided to stake his dignity as the "Number One Son-in-Law of the Federation" on it!

He "naturally" took out his other hand, covered his "daughter-in-law's" hand, and gently stroked it.

It was as if he had simply performed a simple action: a husband warming his wife's hand.

After doing all this, Brother Long's heart was in his throat.

Success or failure hinges on this!

But the paper bride remained motionless.

She didn't pull her hand away, nor did she fly into a rage because of Brother Long's touch.

She just stood there.

The atmosphere was extremely oppressive.

Brother Long's back was completely soaked with cold sweat.

Has it failed?

As expected, such rigid "communication" won't work.

But this was the best communication method he could think of.

Just as Brother Long's heart was sinking to the bottom.

The paper bride finally made a move.

She slowly took back the cup of blood-red tea.

A surge of wild joy welled up in Brother Long's heart!

How could he possibly win all those bets despite all his efforts?

Even Brother Long found it somewhat unbelievable.

The viewers in the live stream erupted in thunderous cheers.

Holy crap! Awesome! Brother Long is awesome!

[A simple act of warming his hands averted a certain death! Is this the power of the Federation's number one son-in-law?]

But before Brother Long could be happy for more than three seconds, the paper bride suddenly made a move that sent chills down everyone's spine.

She slowly raised her hand and reached for the red veil on her head.

Is she going to... lift the veil herself?

Brother Long's breathing stopped once again.

He recalled the scene in "The Red Veil" where, after the paper bride lifted her veil, the candles went out and the rules were revealed.

What will happen this time that she lifts it herself?

Under the watchful eyes of millions of viewers, that cold hand grasped a corner of the red veil.

Then it slowly lifts upwards.

Little by little.

Underneath the veil, a face as white as paper was revealed, its features drawn with ink lines, creating a bizarre appearance.

That face was exactly the same as the paper bride in "The Red Veil".

But the difference is.

At that moment, two lines of black tears slowly streamed down the face, from the eyes drawn with ink lines.

Tears dripped to the ground, making a "sizzling" sound, like sulfuric acid, corroding the bluestone pavement.

Followed by.

A woman's voice, filled with endless sorrow and resentment, echoed throughout the courtyard.

"He...is mine."

"None of you can take it away."

The moment the words fell.

"Bang!"

A loud bang.

The huge octagonal table, along with the paper dishes on it, exploded instantly, sending paper scraps flying everywhere.

The paper figures of "Mother" sitting in the main seat and "Father" sitting beside her shattered into countless pieces of paper under this invisible force.

The entire "family-friendly" scene instantly crumbled.

Only Brother Long and the paper bride with black tears streaming down her face were left, staring at each other.

Brother Long was stunned.

The viewers in the live stream were stunned.

What... what's going on here?

There's internal strife?

His wife... she smuggled his parents out?!

Happiness Apartment, Room 404.

Hao Ren looked at the paper bride on the screen, who was shedding black tears and saying, "He is mine," and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

Brother Long's sudden inspiration was indeed an unexpected surprise.

Instead of directly breaking the rules, it transferred the "killing intent" originally directed at the player to the two paper figures who were "elders".

The bride's resentment stemmed from the fact that her ghost marriage partner was forcibly taken by her parents, leaving her alone in an empty room.

The fact that her "husband," Brother Long, showed her affection instead of blindly obeying her "parents" successfully triggered her jealousy and possessiveness as a "wife."

So she destroyed this fake "home" with her own hands and completely took over her "husband".

in the game.

Brother Long was still in a daze.

My parents are gone, and my wife has turned evil. How am I supposed to play this game from here on out?

Just as he was at a loss, the paper bride slowly reached out her hand to him.

The cold fingertips gently touched Brother Long's lips.

[Mission Update: Take your bride and leave this "home".]

Looking at the new task, and then at the paper bride in front of him who exuded a terrifying aura, Brother Long swallowed hard.

Are they going to elope?

……

at the same time.

Long Ge's experience in "Double Happiness" has been spread throughout the entire federal network through countless screen recordings and edits.

#BrotherLongWarmsHisHands#

#The Federation's Number One Son-in-Law#

#My wife insulted my parents#

One outrageous yet captivating phrase after another quickly dominated the trending topics on major social media platforms.

Countless players flocked to the "Underworld Zone," eager to experience this "Underworld Ethics Masterpiece" firsthand.

While the entire internet was buzzing about Brother Long's "outrageous actions," a live stream called "Qing Shi Archives" quietly started broadcasting.

The anchor was an elderly man with gray hair, wearing reading glasses, and looking at least seventy years old.

His ID is "Professor Chen".

Professor Chen is the chief expert in history at the Federal Academy of Sciences, specializing in ancient folk culture that was disrupted during the "Great Integration" period three hundred years ago.

He usually talks about niche topics in his live streams, such as "A Study of Ancient Sacrificial Rituals" and "An Analysis of Patterns on Pre-Qin Bronze Ware," and his audience has remained stable in the hundreds for years.

But today, the title of his live stream attracted the attention of countless people.

[From a folklore perspective, a scientific examination of the possibility of a perfect completion of the "Embroidered Shoes" demo]

Embroidered Shoes!

That demo that even the leader of the Scientology cult only received an A grade for, leaving behind the regret of "saving the little girl"!

Is this old professor trying to find the perfect way to pass the game?

In an instant, countless players flooded into the live stream.

This even includes Lu Zhixing, the leader of the cult of science, who had just finished his broadcast and was receiving psychological counseling.

"Professor Chen?"

Lu Zhixing looked at the old man on the screen with some surprise.

This person is a leading figure in the field of history, so why is he interested in this kind of "feudal dross"?

In the live stream room.

Professor Chen adjusted his reading glasses, and a hint of a smile flashed in his cloudy eyes as he looked at the popularity that had instantly surpassed one million.

"It seems that everyone is still very enthusiastic about our lost ancient culture."

He coughed twice and cleared his throat.

"Enough with the small talk, let's get straight to the point."

"I've watched the recordings of the game 'Embroidered Shoes' many times."

"Brother Fury's shoe-smashing and the leader's appeasement are both very representative."

"But they all overlooked one crucial detail."

As Professor Chen spoke, he pulled up a screenshot of the game.

It was in the old courtyard of the house where Brother Long first entered "The Embroidered Shoes" during a rainstorm.

"Please look here."

Professor Chen circled something inconspicuous in the corner of the courtyard with a red circle.

It was a small, stone-built structure, like a doghouse.

"What is this?" The comments section was filled with question marks.

"This is a 'land temple,' or a 'shrine to the local deity,'" Professor Chen said slowly.

"In ancient times, almost every household had one of these in their courtyard."

"It is used to worship the god who governs a certain area, asking him to bless the home with peace and prosperity for people and livestock."

"And the little girl in 'The Embroidered Shoes' is a drowned 'water ghost'."

"In ancient folk customs, people who died violently were considered to have a lot of resentment and were not allowed to enter their own family's ancestral graves, or even step into their own homes."

"Her obsession is to go home and find her mother."

"But she herself was bound by the rules and unable to cross that threshold."

"The cult leader comforted her with words, calming her down temporarily, but he did not solve the fundamental problem."

"So in the end, she was dragged away by the 'faceless thing' and got lost."

Professor Chen paused for a moment, then delivered a conclusion that overturned everyone's understanding.

"So, to get a perfect score, the first step isn't to find the shoes, nor is it to comfort the little girl."

"Instead, you have to 'pay your respects' first."

"Go to the local earth god temple, respectfully light an incense stick, and tell the local god that you are bringing something 'unclean' into the temple. Ask him to be lenient and turn a blind eye for the time being."

"Only with the permission of the Earth God can you lead the little water ghost girl through that door with dignity."

Professor Chen's words silenced the entire live broadcast room.

Pay homage to...pay homage to the lord?

Offering incense to a stone shack?

What... what kind of brain circuit is this?

But upon closer reflection, it makes perfect sense!

Lu Zhixing sat in his apartment, his eyes lighting up.

Yup!

How could he not have thought of that!

He kept trying to solve the problem with empathy and logic, but he overlooked one of the most core elements of Chinese horror—"rules" and "rituals"!

"Professor, your insight is brilliant!"

Without hesitation, Lu Zhixing used his main account, "Science Cult Leader," to send a Super Rocket worth 10,000 credits to the live stream.

Professor Chen smiled as he watched the special effects explode on the screen.

"This is just the first step."

"Now, the crucial part begins."

He connected to the neural headband and, to everyone's astonishment, clicked the download button for "The Embroidered Shoes".

"Next, the old man will personally demonstrate it for everyone."

"How about we take this poor child...home?"