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#278 - Trust that is crumbling before it is established

“Cluck, cluck—”

The unexpected crowing of a rooster signaled the break of dawn.

Accompanying this piercing cry, the cheerful laughter and noisy knocking on doors in the hallway gradually faded away.

It seems the [Mimics] hide or even disappear during the day.

Shu Tong's tightly closed eyes suddenly snapped open.

He slowly walked out of the bedroom.

Just as he reached the living room, he saw Wu Wang walking out of the kitchen.

Wu Wang was holding two plates of stir-fried green peppers with meat.

The amount of meat was clearly not as stingy as what you'd find in a street-side restaurant.

If you didn't consider last night's situation...

He could tolerate the tomato-watermelon salad.

But the thing simmering in the pot in the kitchen… was that edible?

Seeming to notice his discomfort.

Wu Wang chuckled.

He poked at the meat with a chopstick and said jokingly, "Do you know?"

"Pork muscle fibers are usually more delicate, especially pork that has been properly raised and processed, so the texture is relatively tender and smooth."

"And the distribution of human fat varies greatly from person to person, and in reality, it's usually not as selectively bred and optimized as pork, so the texture will be worse, probably closer to a mixture of beef and chicken."

"Of course, there won't be the sour, rancid smell that ordinary people mistakenly believe; that's a rumor."

"Don't worry, this is frozen pork from the refrigerator, not last night's victims; I'm not that twisted yet."

"Please, sit down; I made enough for two; you're welcome."

Having said that, he put it in his mouth again to enjoy.

With a dubious expression, Shu Tong sat down and took the other plate of meat.

After confirming again that it was pork, he started eating.

After all, this instance restricts all of the players' special abilities and physical qualities.

Players, who are now no different from ordinary people, naturally need to eat and drink normally; otherwise, hunger will quickly take over the brain, preventing them from completing the instance normally.

Not to mention the recovery of stamina and other states.

Just the thought of the woman's head and thigh bones rising and falling in the boiling pot last night, and the severed limbs and blood on the cutting board...

Made the meat slices in Shu Tong’s mouth, which should have been perfectly seasoned, taste like chewing wax.

Even the act of swallowing became somewhat difficult.

Although it wasn't the victim, Wu Wang really did use that kitchen to make the dishes.

It just felt strange eating it.

"By the way, what were you doing outside last night?" Shu Tong asked, mechanically chewing on the meat slices, "Rattling around, muttering something; were you sleep-talking?"

Hearing this, Wu Wang shook his head in denial.

Pointing to the window, he said, "I just collected some limb fragments and blood."

"Then I went to the window and stuffed them into the mouths of those [Mimics]."

"I wanted to see through what means they replaced the original owners; is eating the only way? If several [Mimics] have the original owner's body tissue at the same time, will several Mollys appear at the same time?"

"They didn't change at the time; I just don't know if the situation will be different tonight."

Hearing this, Shu Tong had already started rolling his eyes.

His gaze couldn't help but notice the three plastic bottles still dripping blood by the window.

Probably only this guy would do such a thing!?

He could even imagine it in his mind.

Wu Wang standing by the door and behind the window.

Pressing the bottles filled with bloody mosaics into the mouths of the [Mimics] who were opening their mouths to speak.

While cheerfully saying, "Four turtles, three bottles of water; turtles who want to drink, please open your mouths."

Damn it! I can picture it!

To this, he could only lower his head and silently continue eating the food in his bowl.

After a while, the two finished eating.

Shu Tong confirmed that there were no [Mimics] outside.

Only then did he walk out.

Planning to start knocking on doors, house by house.

He had to meet with the other teammates and confirm their identities first.

But Wu Wang just raised an eyebrow and said, "Why bother with so much trouble?"

Having said that, this person went straight downstairs.

Coming to the central open space, which all residents could see by looking down from the edge of the corridor.

After all, the structure of the tube building is a large "U" shape.

The central location is naturally a public area.

Clearing his throat slightly, Wu Wang raised his head and roared like a lion, "Okay, brothers! Everyone, look at me! I'm announcing something!"

"You're all a bunch of SB's! No problem!"

"Those who aren't convinced can come find me at 307!"

This sound naturally caused many residents to come out and look down from the edge of the corridor.

But Wu Wang walked back into the building without even turning his head.

Not caring about other people's strange looks at all.

First, he returned to his own home.

Picking up the child lying on the bed, reeking of alcohol, and carrying him to the third floor.

Under Shu Tong's gaze of "Where the hell did you abduct this child from?", he threw him into Molly's bedroom to continue sleeping.

Then he lazily sat back on that soft sofa.

The whole person seemed to sink into it, contentedly patting his legs and humming a little tune.

If it were someone else, they would probably have to go forward at this time to ask what Wu Wang's behavior just now meant.

Such a blatant insult.

Not to mention the other players, probably the other original residents would come to the door in anger, right?

If things got out of hand by then, it would mostly be a loss.

But who is Shu Tong?

As the behind-the-scenes boss of the [Continental Hotel] and a complete nightmare-level instance conqueror.

He immediately understood the deep meaning behind Wu Wang's seemingly foolish behavior.

The "SB" that this guy shouted wasn't the Chinese characters for "stupid idiot."

But rather, he directly shouted the two letters in English, S and B.

In anyone's eyes, wasn't this the same as directly shouting "stupid idiot" as an insult?

But that's not the case.

Whether it's from the furniture style of the residents in this tube building, the old models of televisions, or from Molly's diary, knowing that the people here have been avoiding the great disaster for ten years without leaving.

All signs lead to one answer—

It's impossible for them to know modern terms.

What's more, this isn't really the past of modern society, but a parallel world instance with similar development.

Perhaps directly shouting the Chinese characters for "stupid idiot" would make some residents feel insulted.

But when faced with the two English letters SB.

The original residents would only feel confused.

It's impossible for them to understand the meaning contained in these two letters.

Those who can understand—only the players.

This method can indeed distinguish who the remaining four players are from the hundreds of residents in the entire building in the shortest amount of time.

It's just that Shu Tong didn't think of it in the first place.

It's indeed because he still has a little bit of a normal person's integrity and bottom line.

Damn it, where would a normal person run to the central open space of an apartment building at six or seven in the morning and burst into a torrent of abuse?

As for why Wu Wang dared to conclude that the remaining four people would hear his words at this point in time.

That's even simpler—even the most foolish players couldn't completely fall asleep in a nightmare-level instance.

Otherwise, Shu Tong wouldn't have heard Wu Wang making small movements outside last night, and even opening his mouth to tease those [Mimics].

Knock, knock, knock—

Sure enough, less than five minutes later.

There was a knock on the door.

"Please, come in," Shu Tong immediately said after hearing it.

After all, there are still restrictions in the building rules.

Even if the other party found that the door was not locked, they would not directly enter.

After hearing his invitation.

The door was completely pushed open.

A woman with ear studs, dressed in a punk style, with heavy makeup on her face, looking like a little gangster, walked in chewing gum.

Upon seeing Wu Wang and Shu Tong, she opened her mouth and said:

"[Gentle Rain Caress] Level 29, oh, anyway, it's restricted now, saying the level is meaningless."

Then she waited for the two of them to say their IDs.

But Wu Wang just played with finger dances and casually said, "Let's wait until everyone is here before talking; I don't want to introduce myself four times."

The woman was too lazy to talk nonsense.

She went straight to the corner of the living room, picked up a chair, and sat down.

Before long, the other three also arrived one after another.

The six players of 【Smile Shelter】 were finally all present.

Among them, there was only one male.

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His appearance was that of a high school student, still wearing a worn-out, faded school uniform.

His face was also rather ordinary, and he would scratch the back of his head from time to time when speaking, his smile appearing simple and honest, and naive.

He was called 【Star Picker】, level 30.

The other two women, one looked like a street vendor selling vegetables, wearing a dark coat and an apron.

Her figure was slightly plump, and there was a black mole on the corner of her mouth.

She was called 【Landlady】, level 30, which quite suited her current image.

Finally, the last one was the most stunning in appearance.

Wearing an ink-colored cheongsam with a slit almost up to the root of her thigh, the occasional glimpse of flesh made people's minds wander.

A delicate oval face paired with light makeup, and jade hairpins stuck in her updo, the image of a young lady from the Republic of China era immediately emerged.

She was called 【Nether Heaven】, also level 30.

“The lineup is quite luxurious.” Star Picker smiled friendly as he shook hands with Bookworm.

Bookworm also nodded silently and stated his information.

For four level 30 players to appear in the same instance.

In a sense, it also proves the difficulty of this instance.

Oh no, it should be five.

Everyone's eyes turned to Wu Wang.

He shrugged and said, “【Yan Shuangying】, level 30.”

Anyway, everyone's player abilities were restricted now, and even the IDs couldn't be made public.

So he avoided revealing the strange level of 【???】.

Anyway, the ID 【Yan Shuangying】 was meant to create mystery, so naturally, he wouldn't say his level was low.

Hearing this name.

Except for 【Light Rain Caress】, the other three had a strange look in their eyes.

Clearly, they had heard of this name.

“I didn't expect to meet you in person here, but it's a pity that I can only see the face of the instance NPC. I really want to see what the famous 【Yan Shuangying】 looks like.” Landlady joked.

The other two also nodded in agreement.

This made Wu Wang a little confused.

Wait a minute? Where did you guys know me from?

Except for the players from the Bureau of Abnormalities in the 【Relic Scramble】, everyone else had signed a hidden contract with him.

Oh~

It's the case of 【Xiezhi】.

Wu Wang immediately realized.

It should be after helping Xiezhi not long ago.

His name began to circulate within the Bureau of Abnormalities.

After it spread to the ears of the Bureau of Abnormalities members who had entered the 【Relic Scramble】 before.

His original method of commanding a group of free players naturally made them remember him vividly.

Although the people from the Bureau of Abnormalities didn't know how he did it, nor did they know the existence of the hidden contract.

But this didn't prevent them from thinking that 【Yan Shuangying】 was a big shot.

In addition, the Xiezhi matter was probably also being watched by players from other organizations outside.

Which incidentally made 【Yan Shuangying】's reputation known.

“Friend, you should know 【Poet of Wanquan Department】 right?” Nether Heaven also said, “I asked him about you not long ago, but got nothing. That kid is usually not so tight-lipped. What kind of bewitching drug did you give him?”

Star Picker also added: “Even 【Know-it-all】 can't buy your information. I heard she refused all information sales related to you.”

Their words revealed an idea—

You kid, you're not simple!

Wu Wang smiled and didn't explain.

That Poet of Wanquan Department wasn't just tight-lipped.

He was afraid of paying the liquidated damages for the contract!

The liquidated damages under the hidden contract were so high that they could basically make the other party penniless, how could he dare to reveal his information?

“And you, Bookworm, you have appeared in various Nightmare-level instances many times. Your reputation on the forum is even greater than this Yan Shuangying!” Nether Heaven said, squinting her eyes.

As level 30 players, their circle was actually not that big.

After all, there weren't that many people who reached this level.

The information flow between them was quite frequent.

Suddenly, a player in their twenties kept clearing Nightmare-level instances.

Even if the other party never made a server-wide announcement.

This name could always appear from the mouths of other Nightmare-level instance survivors.

They could naturally realize that this was no ordinary person.

Faced with other people's jokes.

Bookworm was not to be outdone.

Like a cunning fox, he squinted and smiled: “Star Picker, a free player, although you don't have organizational affiliation, you accept any form of commission, just like a mercenary. As long as the employer can afford it, you probably wouldn't hesitate to attack innocent civilians even if it means risking being wanted, right? But you're still in the country, so I suggest you restrain yourself.”

“Landlady, as the name suggests, you control the vital information of more than twenty free players. They have to pay you tribute regularly like rent. Although their levels may not all be very high, these tribute resources are enough to keep you well-fed, right?”

“Nether Heaven, the High Priestess of the 22 Major Arcana cards of the Tarot Society, has cleared two Nightmare-level instances, one successful and one failed, but even if she failed, she still came back alive, and was listed as one of the mysteries of the Spirit Disaster, becoming the first person in history to fail but not die in a Nightmare-level instance.”

He spoke very quickly, revealing the three people's information like opening a box.

Which also gave Wu Wang some basic understanding of these three.

Before the 【Light Rain Caress】 next to him could show a surprised expression.

Bookworm looked at her and said with a smile: “And you.”

“Light Rain Caress, your player ID is fine, but you also have a nickname called 【Ghost in the Rain】, listed as No. 39 on the China Wanted List, you murdered several Bureau of Abnormalities members escorting prisoners in reality, rescued the other party while also seizing a top-tier 【Epic】 equipment called 【Grain Rain】, and fled abroad and have not been caught yet.”

His words immediately made everyone break out in cold sweat.

Especially the silent 【Light Rain Caress】.

If the player's ability was not restricted, she would probably have drawn out her equipment and props to try to assassinate Bookworm now.

Pa—

Bookworm clasped his hands together.

His expression remained unchanged, looking very approachable, and said: “Okay, saying these things has no other meaning.”

“I just want everyone to treat each other frankly and benefit each other.”

“As for Light Rain, although you are considered a red-named player, I am not a member of the Bureau of Abnormalities, and I am too lazy to do anything to you.”

“Of course, if you return to the country, then that's another matter.”

This move made the others look at each other.

Wu Wang next to him also grinned and smiled.

He didn't expect Bookworm to have such a suppressive power over other players.

And he could come up with various information at his fingertips.

His main body is probably even more awesome than he imagined.

He's simply a walking human database!

Nether Heaven raised her hand in a gesture of admitting defeat.

But said with a solemn expression: “I also really want to cooperate sincerely, but someone is not honest now.”

With that, she looked at everyone.

And said word by word: “Last night, someone knocked on my door.”

“Claiming to be a player, wanting to come in and discuss the details of the subsequent strategy.”