Escape From the Asylum Ch77

Author: 木尺素 / Mu Chisu

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/


Chapter 77

“Click, click, click…”

The distinct sound of high heels echoed through the corridor. Because of the vastness of the villa and the length of the corridor, coupled with the silence of the night, the sound even produced an echo.

Thus, each step, each echo, seemed to transmit a clear and forceful intent to kill in the darkness.

Inside the room, on a small wooden bed, the childlike Zhou Qian lay on his side, facing the child Bai Zhou.

The surrounding silence was almost palpable. After listening intently for a moment, Zhou Qian said to Bai Zhou, “Her footsteps lag half a second behind your heartbeat. It seems she walks with a consistent pace.”

It seemed that even Bai Zhou hadn’t expected Zhou Qian to be paying attention to his heartbeat at this moment. In the dim light, Bai Zhou’s gaze deepened.

However, he quickly sat up—the footsteps outside in the corridor had stopped. Three seconds later, there came a knock on their door. The knocks were heavy and frequent, as if the person outside was both impatient and angry.

Turning his head back, Zhou Qian looked at Bai Zhou lying on the bed. The moonlight from the window highlighted the clarity of his eyes. Contrasting this was a mischievous smile playing at the corners of his mouth.

It was as if he wanted to give Bai Zhou a heads-up about his playful intent as he asked, “Should I go answer the door?”

Bai Zhou simply nodded. “Go ahead.”

Zhou Qian got out of bed and went to open the door.

What he didn’t know was that in the virtual game lounge, in booth A711, there were many gamblers betting on him. Having been upgraded to Rank S, he was no longer the subject of bets from only low-level gamblers; many high-level gamblers had placed their bets on him.

On screen, Zhou Qian was unaware that he was being watched by so many. He was deeply engrossed in the game and, unknowingly, seemed to have developed a certain understanding with Bai Zhou.

But the observing gamblers didn’t seem to get the gist of their conversation, sparking a fervent discussion among them.

“Wait, don’t talk! Did anyone close the booth’s door? Check it! We don’t want other players to see!”

“It’s closed, relax.”

“Good. The main hall is open to all players. Who knows if some player knows that greasy Ma Luoluo? We can’t afford any leaks.”

“I’ve checked many times. It’s fine. Everyone, discuss freely. The soundproofing here is excellent.”

“I’m still not at ease. I’ll stand guard at the door. You guys continue.”

“Why do you think Zhou Qian wants to open the door? Who’s outside?”

“Let me think… The young assistant Zhu Zhu left. It’s unlikely she’d come back in the middle of the night. This is a large villa, with a big courtyard and security at the door!”

“Right, Ruan Mei always wore flat shoes. Sister Ke Yun did wear high heels initially, but she changed later. Oh, that Wang Mei! She didn’t change her shoes after coming in!”

“No. Regardless if Ke Yun and Wang Mei changed shoes after coming in or not, I noticed when Ruan Mei took the kids to wash up before heading to their respective bedrooms; both Ke Yun and Wang Mei had indeed changed into slippers!”

“Haa… But come to think of it, isn’t it strange? Why would a murderer wear high heels?”

“Since all the women had changed out of their high heels before going to bed, it means that the person now walking in the corridor put them on afterward. Why?

“Why would the murderer purposely wear high heels? They need to be stealthy, right? This way, she’d disturb people!”

“Exactly! Not only the heels, but her knocking was also quite audacious and loud!”

“Wait—could it be that the person wearing high heels isn’t the murderer?”

“Possible! We all trust Qian Ge’s intelligence. He dares to open the door, probably because the person outside isn’t the murderer.”

“If the person outside isn’t the murderer, then who is she? Why is she knocking?”

“Let’s analyze each possibility. If she isn’t the murderer… Ke Yun is a traditional well-bred lady, educated and very capable. She genuinely likes these kids, bought many toys for them, and put in effort to assist Ruan Mei…”

“Did you notice that when she was eating at the dinner table, she always kept her mouth closed while chewing?

“Someone of her caliber wouldn’t disturb children’s sleep by clicking around in high heels in the middle of the night.”

“As for Ruan Mei, she’s always worn flat shoes, even when working outside. It’s conceivable that she’s not accustomed to wearing high heels. Regarding Wang Mei…”

“Hey… temporarily excluding the possibility of a creepy man in heels, among the women, Wang Mei is the most likely candidate!”

“But why would Wang Mei do this?”

Suddenly, a deep and magnetic voice interrupted the discussions—

“Wang Mei is doing it on purpose.”

The person who spoke was Priest. He gestured to his left wrist, where there was no watch.

This gesture indicated that he’s currently not a player but merely a gambler. Without a watch, he couldn’t communicate with other players via the system, like Ma Luoluo, who intended to kill Zhou Qian. That was why the gamblers dared to let him stay here.

Priest continued, “You’ve analyzed it well. Which murderer would draw attention to themselves by wearing noisy heels before committing the act? She’s not here to kill.”

A gambler immediately asked, “You think it’s Wang Mei too? Why do you say she’s doing it on purpose?”

“Start the analysis from the Ke siblings. Ke Yun, Ke Zheng, and Ke Di are siblings. The Ke family is probably in business, given that Ke Zheng’s young assistant addresses him as ‘Mr. Ke’.

“But Ruan Mei mentioned that Ke Yun is about to become a Bureau Director. So, Ke Yun is in politics. Her career is probably separate from the family business to avoid any potential conflicts of interest. Otherwise, blending politics with business can easily lead to accusations of impropriety.”

“Given the lack of evidence, Ke Yun’s character is leaning towards an independent, strong woman. She likely doesn’t get involved in the family business or care about the inheritance.”

“Thus, inheritance disputes mainly involve the brothers, Ke Zheng and Ke Di. Their long-standing rivalry means they’ve always had a strained relationship.”

He paused and looked at the other gamblers, then said, “This villa belongs to Ke Zheng, not Ke Di and Wang Mei. Although we don’t yet know why they’re staying here tonight, it’s clear they came reluctantly.”

“Wang Mei is haughty and domineering, but she has her reasons. Ke Yun referred to her as a ‘Young Madam’. Given her status and Ke Di’s, she looks down on Ruan Mei, viewing her as a nobody who rose above her station.”

“Nevertheless, Wang Mei dares not cross Ke Yun. When Ke Yun reprimanded her, she didn’t dare talk back.”

“Now, with her high heels and knocking on Ke Yi’s door, it further corroborates my guess—she needs something from Ke Yun or is in some way under Ke Yun’s thumb. In any case, her appearance now is due to Ke Yun.”

He looked at the screen and concluded, “Wang Mei chastised Ke Yi at the dining table. Now she’s come to apologize. But it’s not voluntary. Ke Yun ordered her, so she had no choice.”

“She’s showing her displeasure by intentionally wearing heels. On one hand, she’s throwing a tantrum, wanting to wake everyone up; on the other hand, she’s subtly showing her anger towards Ke Yun—”

“You wanted me to apologize, right? Well, I did. What? Did I accidentally disturb everyone’s sleep? Sorry about that. I’m just doing what Miss Ke asked.”

Gambler A: “Damn, such a simple reason! Why didn’t I think of that?”

Gambler B: “It’s a mindset problem. Those exaggerated movies with femme fatales in heels have misled us!”

Gambler C: “That being said… who would kill multiple children? What’s the motive?”

Priest gave a mysterious smile, opting not to answer.

Another gambler chimed in, “What’s the deal with Ma Luoluo? Does anyone know his background?”

Priest’s eyes narrowed as he said, “Is there a need to delve into the background of a dead man?”

Gambler D: “Wait, what do you mean by…”

Priest said with a tone of disdain, “The current Rank S is too diluted. As the game matured, all sorts of people were elevated to Rank S. Such an idiot… daring to accept a bounty from the Peach Blossom Legion.”

……

Inside the game:

When Zhou Qian opened the door, he indeed saw Wang Mei outside, awkwardly wearing high heels along with her pajamas. Glancing at the other closed doors in the corridor, Zhou Qian intentionally raised his voice in a child-like tone. “Auntie, why are you here?!”

After this shout, the door to one of the rooms slightly opened.

That was Ma Luoluo’s room; he was probably watching what was happening outside Zhou Qian’s room.

Zhou Qian discreetly turned his attention back, tiptoed, and grabbed Wang Mei’s wrist with a very innocent smile. Wang Mei cleared her throat, reluctantly saying, “Is it Ke Qi? Is your brother Ke Yi asleep?”

“Not yet. I’ll call him.”

Zhou Qian smiled and turned his head to Bai Zhou, who had just sat up from the bed, sweetly calling out, “Brother, auntie is looking for you!”

Hearing this, Bai Zhou gave Zhou Qian a deep look before approaching Wang Mei. His gaze was cold, and he remained silent.

Only when Wang Mei saw him did she say, “Ke Yi, you scored well on your test, and I should congratulate you. I was wrong at dinner today, and I’ve come to apologize.”

Bai Zhou simply nodded, not uttering a word.

Zhou Qian, on the other hand, tightened his grip on Wang Mei’s wrist and exchanged a glance with Bai Zhou. In perfect coordination, the two pulled Wang Mei into the room and swiftly closed the door behind her. Their actions were so seamless that anyone in the corridor would have assumed Wang Mei had entered on her own accord.

Once inside, Wang Mei seemed a bit surprised.

“What are you guys up to?”

Zhou Qian questioned her, “Did Auntie send you?”

Wang Mei became uneasy and coldly replied, “I don’t know if she’s awake… anyway. Tomorrow morning, if she asks, remember to tell her I’ve apologized.”

Zhou Qian immediately retorted, “No. We won’t.”

“You—?!” Wang Mei frowned. “What’s wrong with you, kid?”

Zhou Qian replied, “We are a little scared and wanted you to tell us a story to put us to sleep.”

“I’ve never even told my own son a story; why would I tell you?” Wang Mei complained, turning to leave.

Zhou Qian quickly responded, “Then I’ll go complain to Auntie right now and tell her you bullied us!”

“You…!” Wang Mei glared at Zhou Qian.

Zhou Qian continued, “You clearly don’t like my dad, yet you come here for dinner and stay over… Why? Did Auntie ask you to?”

Wang Mei coldly retorted, “I think Ke Yun, used to being a leader at her workplace, loves controlling everyone. She’s got issues!

“After years of disputes with your dad, there’s finally a resolution. Now he manages the factory here, and we take over the one in the neighboring city. Everyone should go their separate ways! But what does Ke Yun want? She insists on us visiting every six months for three days, hoping to reconcile their brotherly bond. Isn’t she crazy? Damn it—”

“If it weren’t for my family’s company being under her jurisdiction… I wouldn’t… never mind.”

“Ugh, why am I telling all this to a kid like you? You wouldn’t understand,” Wang Mei grumbled, looking at Zhou Qian. “Don’t dare tell your aunt what I just said, or I’ll tear your mouth apart!”

Zhou Qian simply responded, “Stay and tell me a story, and I won’t tell Auntie!”

……

One hour later.

Wang Mei, who had been having a petty quarrel with the two kids, had fallen asleep. Forced into submission, she had no choice but to stay. She half-heartedly told a story to Zhou Qian and Bai Zhou, as they had asked.

Later, feeling sleepy, she took a small blanket to cover her knees and drifted off to sleep, leaning against a cushion by the wooden bed.

Suddenly, there was a noise outside.

The doorknob was turning.

They’re here.

Zhou Qian and Bai Zhou exchanged a glance, went to the wooden bed, and picked up two pillows. They hid them in the nearby children’s wardrobe.

Bai Zhou did the same with two quilts. After doing this, they sat side by side on the bed, waiting to see if the person arriving was who they suspected.

While Wang Mei was half-heartedly telling her story, the two listening were also distracted as they were communicating through the private chat.

Zhou Qian said, “From the motive of murder, only Wang Mei and Ke Di have a slight intent to kill. But if I were them, I wouldn’t choose to kill a child from a relative’s house with whom I have disputes during a visit. This would only draw suspicion. Also, this seems to be a serial murder case with a long time interval.”

Bai Zhou nodded. “If many children died at once, their cause of death would likely be similar, but that’s not the case here.”

In Exhibition Hall A, there were seven bodies.

Considering a single killer, there were two possibilities: First, the killer murdered all the children at once; second, this was a serial murder case with a significant interval between each death.

Visiting the exhibition hall revealed that the deaths of the seven children were varied. One child seemed to have suffocated, while a girl had foam in her mouth as if she had died from an epileptic seizure. The other five had various injuries, from head wounds to gaping holes…

If there was only one murderer, killing seven children at once wouldn’t be easy. They would most likely use poison. Hence, the children’s cause of death would be consistent, not varied like this.

Therefore, the possibility of the murderer killing a child after some intervals is quite high.

Their only target appears to be the children of the Ke family. There was no other ritualistic indication, no marks on the corpses, and they didn’t seem to be fixated on a particular method of killing.

It seemed more like the killer, upon wanting to commit a murder, simply used whatever was handy at the moment.

Bai Zhou then said to Zhou Qian, “Now, we are in a VR game where the Ke family has ten children because ten players have arrived. However, the number of players arriving is random. So, compared to the real story, the game must have made many modifications.

“We have to survive here for three days to clear the game. So, during these three days, the murderer will kill. But in reality, there should be a longer interval between each child’s death.”

“Additionally, did you notice that the corpses in the exhibition hall are much younger than us?”

“Mm. In Exhibition Hall A, out of the seven children, most were infants, with only a few who could walk. Considering that after designing it into a mini-game, it’s difficult for babies to pass the level, compared to the real case, the average age of our miniaturized characters in the game has been raised.”

Zhou Qian said, “Mm… For more accurate information on the murder case, we must look at the situation in Hall A.”

“First, the children who were killed are very young—many of them are infants who can’t even walk.”

“Second, there should be a significant time gap between their deaths, which means the real murderer has never been caught, because… no one ever suspected her as the culprit.”

Narrowing his eyes, Zhou Qian continued, “Why wasn’t she considered the prime suspect? Because most of these children’s deaths could be attributed to accidents. The child with a head injury died from accidentally falling from upstairs; the children with a hole in their foreheads fell and hit a stone while playing in the backyard… And now, looking at…”

He glanced at the wooden bed, which was now empty after the pillow and blanket were removed, and said, “A fragile infant turning over and not being able to turn back, accidentally suffocating themselves, is also a very likely scenario.”

“So, if there’s a murder tonight, based on the state in which the corpses are found in the hall, it would most likely be asphyxiation.”

Bai Zhou nodded. “By hiding the pillow and blanket, we should be safe. Moreover…”

Smiling slightly, Bai Zhou added, “You’ve kept an adult here. Seeing someone present, she’s less likely to take action.”

“Mm. Wang Mei can’t be the true culprit behind these serial murders. While she could suffocate a child with a pillow while they’re sleeping, creating other ‘accidents’ would be difficult for her. Especially considering her poor relationship with the children, her approach would make them wary. The same goes for her husband.”

“In fact, from this perspective, both Ke Yun and Ke Zheng can be ruled out. They aren’t directly involved in taking care of the children and wouldn’t know the potential accidents that could occur, let alone exploit these ‘accidents’.”

“So, the real culprit… is indeed only one person.”

Zhou Qian continued, “When I initially ruled out suspects based on motives, I dismissed her.”

“I thought, due to her lack of education, she believed that after marriage, a woman should take care of her husband. This deeply rooted conservative idea made her believe that there’s nothing wrong with her and Ke Zheng’s relationship. If Ke Zheng openly had an affair, she might treat the mistress like a family member.”

“So, I still believe she wouldn’t kill her children, especially not her own.”

Bai Zhou nodded. “Mm. It seems that she enjoys taking care of others. She wouldn’t kill out of fatigue.”

“Exactly,” Zhou Qian said. “Ke Yun suggested hiring a nanny, and they could afford it. Yet, she insisted on personally taking care of the children and cooking. She’s not killing children because she can’t afford them or feels too exhausted to care for them. It’s interesting…”

“I can’t even figure out her motive for murder.”

Hearing this, Bai Zhou looked at Zhou Qian, only to hear Zhou Qian say confidently, “This proves she’s even more disturbed than I am.”

……

Thus, Zhou Qian and Bai Zhou unanimously determined that the murderer was these children’s biological mother, Ruan Mei.

Now was the moment to verify their speculations.

At this moment, the two of them were a few years older than the actual victims in the real case.

Judging by the real circumstances of the victims’ deaths, it would be too far-fetched to attribute a child’s death in a bedroom to something like “falling to death”. Therefore, the accidental suffocation of an infant or toddler seems most likely—for instance, accidentally suffocating oneself with a pillow due to failing to turn over properly.

This was why Zhou Qian had quickly hidden all the pillows and blankets.

Accompanied by the sound of the doorknob turning, Zhou Qian gave Bai Zhou a glance, and the two lay side by side on the bed, pretending to be sound asleep.

After a while, there was a creak as the door opened, and a silhouette entered.

Wind blew in from the window gap, rustling her long hair.

Moonlight illuminated her eyes, but it wasn’t bright enough to clearly reveal her features.

With another creak, the door closed.

The figure approached the middle of the room and then walked towards the bed.

“Ke Yi, Ke Qi, are you asleep?” she whispered softly.

As expected, it was Ruan Mei’s voice.

Hearing no response, she confidently approached them.

Reaching the side of the bed, she stretched out her hands, first placing them on Ke Yi, who was on the outer side, turning him over. Then she did the same to Ke Qi.

Finally, her hands searched around the head areas of the two for a while. Not finding what she was looking for, she exclaimed in surprise. Just then, Ke Qi suddenly sprang up and sweetly called out to her—

“Mom, why are you here? What are you looking for?”

Ruan Mei was taken aback, retreating several steps and falling to the ground.

To her horror, she saw another person lying on the other side of the bed!

That person was Wang Mei. She was awakened by Ruan Mei’s actions.

After yawning and standing up, she blinked in confusion, then approached Ruan Mei. Recognizing her, Wang Mei scoffed, “What are you here for? Worried I’d kill your son? Hah, so suspicious!”

Ruan Mei, trembling, struggled to her feet and, without saying a word, dashed out of the room.

Rolling her eyes, Wang Mei shouted at Zhou Qian and Bai Zhou, “I get it! I scolded you at dinner, so you want to get back at me, huh? I’ve told my side of the story and apologized. You better remember what to say and what not in front of Ke Yun, or you’ll regret it!”

With that, Wang Mei also left.

The door opened and closed again.

Only Zhou Qian and Bai Zhou remained in the room.

Zhou Qian glanced at Bai Zhou, went to the door, and listened for a while.

After a moment, he said, “Wang Mei went straight back to her room. But Ruan Mei went downstairs and is now coming up again.”

“If what happened in this room had occurred in reality, Ruan Mei, having been caught in the act of murder, wouldn’t make another move so soon. But this is a game.”

“Unmasking her method and avoiding it is just our survival strategy this time. She failed in this room, and she might move on to the next.”

While Zhou Qian monitored the situation outside, Bai Zhou simply opened the closet and retrieved the pillows and blankets, neatly making the beds for both of them.

He then looked at Zhou Qian. “Mm, we should be safe tonight. Come to bed.”

Zhou Qian took a silent glance at the pillow and blanket on the upper bunk, then looked at Bai Zhou.

But in the end, he didn’t say anything, walked over quietly, climbed the ladder to the upper bunk, and laid down.

Ten minutes later.

Zhou Qian turned over, leaned out from the upper bunk, and looked down.

In the middle of the lower bunk, Bai Zhou lay with his eyes closed, appearing to be soundly asleep.

Feeling slightly irritated, Zhou Qian squinted and grabbed his pillow, reaching down to smack Bai Zhou on the head.

Bai Zhou, awakened by the pillow, looked up at Zhou Qian and asked, “What’s wrong?”

Zhou Qian: “……….”

Bai Zhou: “Hm?”

“Nothing.” Zhou Qian said, “I just suddenly recalled a doubt.”

Bai Zhou asked again, “What doubt?”

Opening his mouth, Zhou Qian actually answered, “Among the children who died in the exhibition hall, some did not have the surname ‘Ke’. Ma Luoluo and his underling chose to be adopted, probably naively believing that the killer would only target those with the surname ‘Ke’. They thought the killer must have a grudge against the Ke family.”

“Ma Luoluo’s assumption was terribly wrong. But does the information about the adopted children having different surnames have another purpose?”

……

Elsewhere.

With the sound of high heels fading, Ma Luoluo closed the door, gave Meng Pingping a look, and smirked. “The murderer is indeed Wang Mei. She stayed in Zhou Qian’s room for a whole hour and has only left now. What could she have done? Only handling a corpse and destroying evidence!”

Meng Pingping was also pleased. “Even though her primary target is Ke Yi, if Ke Qi is also there, he would definitely be killed too! In this kind of scenario, who lives and who dies is usually revealed the next day. It’s a pity we can’t immediately know the result—”

“But anyway… Zhou Qian is probably gone! We can claim the reward!”

“Even so, don’t get too excited too early!” Ma Luoluo warned. “Everyone says this scenario is sinister. So, it’s definitely not simple. Since the murderer was easy to find, there must be a bigger problem elsewhere! We need to be vigilant!”

“But we’ve managed to get through tonight, right? Wang Mei has returned to her room?” Meng Pingping asked.

“Yes,” Ma Luoluo replied. “The murderer is Wang Mei for sure. So, we can use the others to extract clues!”

Just as they were talking, the door opened.

Someone walked in—it was Ruan Mei.

Their room lights were still on, so Ruan Mei immediately saw the pillows on the beds.

She smiled at the two children. “Were you disturbed by Wang Mei? I was worried she might bully you, so I came to check on you. Come on, go to bed, and I’ll soothe you to sleep.”

Ma Luoluo laughed. “Haha, let’s stop pretending. I know you, as an NPC, are here to give us clues! You’re not the murderer!”

Ruan Mei just gazed at him mysteriously, then grabbed his arm and pulled him towards the bed. “Come on, let mom put you to sleep.”

“Ah, you really want to get into character, huh? Fine, fine, I’ll call you ‘mom’, okay?”

Ma Luoluo then looked at Meng Pingping, and they exchanged an amused glance.

Meng Pingping also called out “mom”, attempting to extract information. “So, mom, why did Wang Mei come to our house? She seems quite reluctant. Does she have a backstory?”

But just at that moment, Ruan Mei had already reached the side of the wooden bed. Suddenly, she picked up a pillow and approached Ma Luoluo.

“What… What are you doing?”

Realizing something was amiss, Ma Luo Luo’s face turned pale.

Suddenly, the watches on their wrists vibrated, and both Ma Luoluo and Meng Pingping received a message from the system.

[The key item determining NPC behavior this time: Pillow]

[The pillow is identified as a murder weapon. When stored in the room and seen by NPC Ruan Mei, it is determined that it can trigger a murder action.]

[Ruan Mei is about to kill “Liu Wu” and “Jiang Liu”]

[Warning: Players Ma Luoluo and Meng Pingping are in a specific game scenario where they cannot use any skills or items to escape.]

[The judgment will take effect immediately.]


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Escape From the Asylum Ch76

Author: 木尺素 / Mu Chisu

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/


Chapter 76

[Welcome to the ‘Murder Case Exhibition Hall’, Hall A.]

[The intention of the exhibition’s curator is for visitors to confront the terrifying side of human nature, thereby heightening their vigilance and self-awareness.]

[Especially for those who have traveled from afar, ‘foreign visitors’, after such a long journey, perhaps you won’t come here a second time. So, in this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, the exhibition has specially prepared a unique experiential mini-game for these ‘foreign visitors’.]

[This is a special AR scenario, but your minds have been loaded into this mini-game. Death within the game means death in reality, so please take it seriously.]

[You have three days for this experience, and your goal is to survive until the end.]

……

These statements resonated directly within the players’ minds.

After hearing them, Zhou Qian felt like he was experiencing a recursive layer of reality. He and Bai Zhou logged into the major instance of ‘Blue Harbor City’ as players, and now they seem to be inside an instance within an instance.

In analyzing the storyline, the outermost layer of the “matryoshka doll” needed to be discarded.

That meant they should treat ‘Blue Harbor City’ as their real world, genuinely seeing themselves as tourists who have come from afar to visit the exhibition.

From this perspective, something seemed amiss.

The younger versions of themselves, the ‘mother’, and the furniture all appeared to be part of a virtual reality mini-game created by the exhibition.

If Zhou Qian were to identify a murderer in this space, the murderer would only exist within this mini-game, not correlating with the murders in the real ‘Blue Harbor City’.

So, what was the deal with the freshly dead bodies in the exhibition?

While Zhou Qian was pondering, a system prompt appeared.

[Please choose the name you’d like to be addressed by in this instance.]

Following the prompt, ten names appeared on the system panel, with eight surnamed “Ke”, one “Liu”, and one “Jiang”.

Zhou Qian didn’t immediately make a selection, but soon after, the name “Liu Wu” was grayed out. Subsequently, the ‘child version’ of the greasy-haired man had these two golden characters, “Liu Wu”, floating above his head.

This long-haired man’s real name was Ma Luoluo, who specialized in ranged attacks, primarily poison-based.

The insects and reptiles on the beach were his doing.

He looked gloomy, with dark circles under his eyes, probably because of his sinister skills.

Even as a child, he still had long hair, tied in a greasy loop at his waist, possibly hiding some concealed weapon.

However, upon entering the mini-game, all players’ MPs were set to zero. This was the system’s way of preventing players from fighting amongst themselves or challenging NPCs.

After Ma Luoluo chose his name, the next one to get a name was one of his underlings, a healer named Meng Pingping. The name above his head read “Jiang Liu”.

These two obviously chose their names for a purpose.

During this time, using a private chat item, the two were having a separate conversation.

Underling Meng PingPing asked, “Second Brother, why did you ask me to pick this name?”

Long-haired poisonous Ma Luoluo said, “Didn’t you notice? Six of the seven bodies in the exhibition hall had the surname ‘Ke’. It’s evident that this is a serial murder case! The murderer probably has a grudge against those with the surname ‘Ke’, aiming to wipe out their lineage. As for the child without the ‘Ke’ surname, that’s probably collateral damage.”

“I get it!” Meng Pingping laughed. “To survive three days here, the killer will only target those named ‘Ke’. By choosing other surnames, we’re not saying we’re 100% safe, but the risk significantly reduces!”

“Exactly,” Ma Luoluo smirked, glancing at Zhou Qian from a distance.

At that moment, Meng Pingping said, “Thank you for the heads-up, Second Brother! I owe you one! You’re always so reliable!”

“Heh, our legion has just been established. Those who came here, of course, are all my brothers. But under these circumstances… we have to prioritize. You just need to remember that I treated you well. Speaking of which—”

Staring at Zhou Qian, Ma Luoluo asked Meng Pingping, “Do you know about the virtual gaming hall?”

“Of course. High-level gamblers can’t come to Blue Harbor City, but they can go there. Many Rank S players also love going there to research videos of new players. Why?” Meng Pingping asked in confusion.

“When we took the bounty, we saw that the target was a newbie who just got promoted to Rank S, so we accepted it. But on the way to this exhibition hall, I asked someone who frequents the virtual gaming hall. My buddy saw a lot of Zhou Qian’s videos in that hall—”

Ma Luoluo said, “Heh, my buddy praised Zhou Qian a lot. He said that anyone who has seen Zhou Qian play in the virtual gaming hall has followed him. Of course, they also see him as a potential opponent. But now it seems…”

Meng Pingping, understanding his point, looked over at Zhou Qian and gave a cold smile. “This Zhou Qian couldn’t even see the surname trap. He’s clearly a noob. In my opinion, those Rank S players who mix in the virtual hall are all worthless. Why don’t they dare come to places like Blue Harbor City? They’re probably scared!”

“Exactly… The virtual gaming hall prohibits violent killing, but Blue Harbor City is different!

“My brother got into some trouble. In the game, he either enters instances to grind experience or hides in the virtual hall, never coming to semi-open places like Blue Harbor City. Why? Because he’s afraid of getting killed! Tsk, tsk…”

“Yes, you’re right. Those who hide in the gaming hall watching live feeds and don’t dare come to Blue Harbor City are all weaklings. They see Zhou Qian as a boss? Heh, it’s only because they’re too weak.”

Yawning and looking at Bai Zhou next to Zhou Qian, Ma Luoluo said, “As for the Rank God player, we’re even less afraid. I’ve heard their training system is just killing monsters and leveling up, over and over. They don’t understand the essence of this kind of puzzle-solving dungeon!”

Nearby, Zhou Qian stood quietly beside the sofa.

Seeing Meng Pingping and Ma Luoluo smiling at him, Zhou Qian also responded with a naive and bewildered smile, seemingly oblivious to their discussions.

Later, Zhou Qian noticed that Bai Zhou had chosen the name “Ke Yi”.

Looking at Bai Zhou, then at the system, watching the names become grayed out and unselectable, he casually took a name. Above his head, the characters “Ke Qi” appeared.

“Why did you choose ‘Ke Yi’?” Zhou Qian asked Bai Zhou. “Out of the ten players who turned into children, the names are numbered ‘1’ to ’10’, which probably corresponds to our birth order. I wanted to be the eldest*.”

*Clarity: [Wu] () = five, [Liu] () = six, [Yi] () = one, [Qi] () = seven

Bai Zhou looked at Zhou Qian and remained silent. Just as Zhou Qian was about to speak again, the system’s notifications disappeared, and the mini-game’s story continued.

At this moment, the mother of the ten children finally entered the room.

Her name was Ruan Mei. She was only in her forties, but she looked quite old, probably because of the hardships of life. She had many bags of groceries, showing her tireless effort in taking care of the family. Yet her face always bore a smile, appearing genuinely happy.

First, Ruan Mei made a trip to the kitchen and put down a bunch of things. She then came to the living room and greeted each child one by one.

She first approached Liu Wu and Jiang Liu, patting their heads. “Did you two argue with your brothers last night?”

With those two names above them, Ma Luoluo and Meng Pingping both looked at Ruan Mei with puzzled expressions.

Ruan Mei continued, “Although you two are adopted, I treat you both the same as my own children. I’m absolutely impartial! Don’t overthink. If any of your brothers bully you, come to me immediately. I’ll set them straight!”

Hearing this, Zhou Qian understood why there were two children without the surname ‘Ke’. They were adopted.

So, out of the ten children in this family, eight were Ruan Mei’s biological children, and the other two were not.

After speaking to the two children without the surname ‘Ke’, the mother went to each of the other children, gently patting their heads, her eyes filled with affection.

Probably the first thing she did every time she came home was to greet each child.

“We all need to get along well in this family. Ah, having such a big group of children, I am truly blessed.”

After expressing her feelings, the emotional mother went to the kitchen. Before leaving, she left a message, “Play for a bit longer, then tidy up the house! In about twenty minutes, your father will be back. He doesn’t like disorder; if he sees the house in a mess, he’ll get angry! Always remember that!”

Soon, the sound of clanging dishes echoed from the kitchen, accompanied by a bustling silhouette.

It was Ruan Mei, preparing meals for the whole family by herself.

Ruan Mei would be busy in the kitchen, while her husband was due to come back in twenty minutes.

Undoubtedly, this time could be used by the players for exploration.

Picking up on this, Ma Luoluo quickly signaled his group of underlings.

Zhou Qian noticed that their group of eight split into two teams: four went upstairs, and four stayed downstairs.

He nudged Bai Zhou with his elbow. “Shall we go upstairs and take a look?”

“Okay. Let’s go.” Bai Zhou nodded and went upstairs with him.

The ten players searched high and low in the vast villa.

Predictably, by the end of the twenty minutes, the house wasn’t tidier, but even more chaotic.

The male head of the household, named Ke Zheng, as Ruan Mei had mentioned, didn’t like a messy room. The moment he returned home and saw the state of the house, his expression clearly changed. Coincidentally, Ruan Mei emerged from the kitchen with a pot of meatballs and placed them on the dining table.

Ke Zheng immediately reprimanded her. “Why is the house in such a mess? How do you manage it?”

“I’m sorry, I apologize.” Ruan Mei quickly responded, bowing her head. She first took her husband’s coat and briefcase, hung them on the coat rack, and then brought him a cup of tea, bustling back to the kitchen.

Ke Zheng wasn’t alone. A glamorous woman in a red dress and high heels, with meticulously applied makeup, was with him—contrasting starkly with Ruan Mei’s housewife appearance. Just as everyone was starting to think that Ke Zheng had brought his mistress home, he told Ruan Mei, “My sister had an argument with her boyfriend and is upset. I asked her to come over for dinner and spend time with the kids. She’ll stay with us tonight. Please prepare a room for her.”

“Oh, okay,” Ruan Mei responded, unconsciously wiping her apron before continuing her way to the kitchen. The so-called “sister” shot Ke Zheng a disapproving look. Zhou Qian checked her information and learned her name was Ke Yun.

“How many times have I said that it’s not easy to marry such a wife? If your soon-to-be brother-in-law treated me the way you do, shouting and ordering me around, I would have broken up with him a long time ago.”

Ke Yun scolded her younger brother with these words, then headed to the kitchen, holding Ruan Mei’s hand along the way. “Let’s go, A’Mei. Are there any dishes left to cook? I’ll help you. I also bought gifts for the kids. They are in the car. I’ll ask A’Zheng to get them later.”

Soon after, Ruan Mei and Ke Yun quickly entered the kitchen to get busy. Throughout their time, snippets of their conversation floated out, reaching the ears of Zhou Qian, who was pretending to drink water in the dining room.

First, Ke Yun complained about her younger brother a bit.

Ruan Mei hurriedly defended him. “No, no. He might have a bit of a temper, but he’s perfect to me.”

Ke Yun joked, “Yes, yes, he’s perfect to you. He really loves you. Otherwise, how could you two have so many children?”

“Shh. Lower your voice. The children are outside!” Ruan Mei said, probably a bit embarrassed and her voice slightly shaky.

Ke Yun laughed heartily and said, “You really don’t need to be like this. You too grew up as the apple of your parents’ eye. Why do you serve him so much?”

Ruan Mei replied, “He’s the young master of the Ke family. He’s used to being served. I was born in a poor family. Being married here and not having to worry about food and clothes, I’m already very satisfied. In a marriage, someone has to compromise. He loves me, so I accommodate him. It’s no big deal.”

Ke Yun shook her head. “Even though he’s my brother, as a woman, I have to tell you, don’t put everything on a man. You should have your own career. Look at me—”

Ruan Mei: “I can’t compare to you. I heard you’re getting promoted to Bureau Director? You’re so successful! I really can’t compare.”

Ke Yun: “Didn’t you always want to be an actress? You can still try.”

Ruan Mei: “That was a young girl’s dream when I was twenty. Now I’m much older. Stop teasing me!”

“How am I teasing you? In my opinion, it’s never too late to pursue your dreams,” Ke Yun said. “I have a producer friend. I’ll ask him. Hey, we’re not asking you to play a leading role. A minor character is fine too.”

“Forget it. Taking care of this family is enough for me,” Ruan Mei replied.

“I really don’t know what to say to you.” Ke Yun shook her head, a hint of disdain in her voice. Then, probably tired of washing the vegetables, she added, “You do work, even though you don’t earn much, and it’s not easy. The Ke family isn’t short of money, why don’t you hire a maid?”

Ruan Mei responded, “I prefer to take care of my husband and children myself. I don’t trust others to do it.”

Ke Yun didn’t say anything for a while, probably feeling that she and Ruan Mei were worlds apart. After about ten minutes, she whispered, “Having seen you struggle over the years, I have to warn you. My brother A’Zheng… There’s a young girl at his workplace who’s been getting close to him. A’Zheng is honest, I know. But he might not be able to resist a temptress. Be prepared.”

At that moment, the doorbell rang.

Ke Zheng, the master of the house, was sitting in the living room reading a newspaper, not moving an inch, not intending to answer the door.

Ruan Mei, who had just finished cooking a dish, quickly washed her hands and hurried to the door.

Outside stood a young woman in a professional suit, her short skirt revealing a pair of slender legs. Looking at Ruan Mei, she said timidly, “I-I came to deliver documents to Mr. Ke. These are materials for tomorrow’s meeting. He needs to familiarize himself with them in advance for the meeting.”

“Oh… okay,” Ruan Mei let her in, then politely said, “It’s a long way here. Come in and have a meal with us.”

“Thank you, thank you, sister-in-law.” The girl didn’t refuse and entered.

When she came in, Zhou Qian noticed her message and found out her name was Zhu Zhu.

Upon seeing Zhu Zhu, Ke Zheng, who seldom smiled at the children, surprisingly stood up all of a sudden, waving at her with a smile. “Come sit down. What would you like to drink? Thank you for making the trip.”

“I’m your assistant! It’s my duty!” Zhu Zhu said, giving him a timid smile and then sitting down.

Seeing her husband’s reactions, Ruan Mei inevitably felt a bit down.

Ke Yun came out of the kitchen, grabbed her hand, and led her back in, raising her voice intentionally. “Goodness, there are so many butterflies these days, always sticking to people. Don’t they know they’re annoying?”

After this, due to the proximity of the kitchen, Zhou Qian overheard Ruan Mei complaining to Ke Yun, “Please, don’t speak like that. It’ll upset him!”

“You always indulge him too much, always bending over backward for him!” Ke Yun responded gravely, “Look, she even dares to come to your house!”

“I trust A’Zheng; he’s not that kind of person!”

“Yes, maybe there’s nothing between them now, but who knows about the future!”

At this point in the dining room, Zhou Qian’s expression darkened, and he said to Bai Zhou, “It’s like I’m seeing another version of my parents.”

Bai Zhou gently squeezed his shoulder. “It’s all in the past.”

“Yes. It’s all in the past. They aren’t worth getting angry over,” Zhou Qian remarked.

At this moment, the voice of the male host, Ke Zheng, echoed from the living room.

He beckoned to his sons, scolding, “Have you no manners? Why aren’t you greeting this sister?”

“This shameful dad,” Zhou Qian commented coldly. “When our real aunt comes, he doesn’t ask us to greet her, but a mere assistant, and he’s all energetic?”

Bai Zhou squeezed his shoulder again, trying to divert the topic. “From your perspective, who seems like the killer here?”

“At first glance, no one seems likely. It’s pretty strange,” Zhou Qian replied, scanning the room again.

The living room looked crowded because of the many people and the vast amount of stuff.

But it was actually a large mansion, luxuriously decorated. The dining room could easily seat twenty people.

In such circumstances, Ruan Mei, the mother, appeared like Cinderella, who married a prince, feeling inferior and constantly careful, thinking she married into wealth and needed to be cautious to maintain it all.

On another note, although the mansion was luxurious, the furniture was outdated. Take, for example, the TV Ke Zheng just turned on. It wasn’t a flat screen but an old bulky one, occupying a lot of space with unclear images.

Zhou Qian also noticed a pager on Ke Zheng’s waist, implying that cell phones hadn’t become popular yet. The setting of this story seemed to be in the late ’80s or early ’90s.

Turning his attention back, Zhou Qian said to Bai Zhou, “In this time setting, many naive girls like Ruan Mei might feel that way. Limited by her own knowledge and understanding, she doesn’t realize the imbalance in her relationship with Ke Zheng, and she wouldn’t think of murder due to this. For now, she seems to love her husband and children a lot, not appearing to be a suspect.”

“As for Ke Zheng, he might be a bit indifferent to his wife and children, but he too doesn’t have an obvious motive to kill.”

“As for Ke Yun, she and her brother Ke Zheng come from such a wealthy family… and judging by the way she speaks, she must have received a higher education. Thus, Ke Yun’s worldview is much broader than the average girl of this era. Her exasperation comes from the fact that iron cannot become steel*. Her feelings are simply born out of frustration because of unmet expectations, and for now, I don’t believe such emotions would culminate in murderous intent.”

*Metaphoric expression describing someone’s feelings of frustration or impatience towards another for not living up to expectations and not making any progress, eagerly hoping they will do better.

At this moment, Zhou Qian’s doubts were undoubtedly shared by Ma Luoluo and the others.

If someone was going to kill the infant of the Ke family tonight, the current suspects were only the mother Ruan Mei, the father Ke Zheng, the children’s aunt Ke Yun, and finally, Ke Zheng’s young assistant, Zhu Zhu. However, among these four people, none seem to have an obvious motive to kill.

After a while, Zhou Qian noticed Ma Luoluo and Meng Pingping staring at Zhu Zhu, probably thinking she, a potential mistress, might have a higher motive for murder.

Zhou Qian said to Bai Zhou using private chat, “I don’t think the killer would be Zhu Zhu. Look at how admiringly she looks at her boss, ‘Mr. Ke’. Her blushing, shy demeanor suggests…”

“Just as the aunt mentioned, she truly admires Mr. Ke. And he probably has some interest in her. But the two haven’t taken their relationship further. If they had been intimate, she wouldn’t be too nervous to meet his gaze, and even her hands would be restless.”

Pausing, Zhou Qian continued, “If she truly had intentions to be the mistress, she should be trying to win over the kids now, acting like a good mother. At this stage, she’s acting innocent, not at the point where the wife and mistress have open confrontations,  life-and-death struggles, or even thinking of killing the child in spite.”

Bai Zhou stood quietly for a while, looking at Zhou Qian. “So, what kind of novels do you usually read?”

Zhou Qian: “………”

A quarter of an hour later, dinner was served. At this time, two more suspects arrived.

They were a couple named Ke Di and Wang Mei.

Ke Di was undoubtedly Ke Zheng’s younger brother. Thus, among the Ke family adults, three siblings appeared: the eldest sister Ke Yun, the elder brother Ke Zheng, and the younger brother Ke Di.

Ke Di and Wang Mei seemed to be the most suspicious so far. Wang Mei’s glances towards the children were unfriendly, and her words were sharp during dinner, as if she bore a major grudge against Ke Zheng’s family.

During the meal, while everyone was chatting, Wang Mei suddenly became angry, standing up and slamming down her chopsticks.

Afterward, she glared at Bai Zhou and shouted at Ruan Mei, “Just because your child Ke Yi is top of his class, you think you’re so great? With your background, do you even compare to me?!”

Having said that, Wang Mei stormed out of the dining room.

“What kind of wife have you married? What kind of lady has such a foul temper? She has no manners.” Ke Yun directly criticized her younger brother.

Ke Di hung his head, seemingly not paying any attention. Seeing this, Ke Zheng seemed angered and left the dining room for the study, with his young assistant Zhu Zhu following him.

Ruan Mei looked a bit lost, but as the hostess, she had to clean up and appease the guests. She even made a cup of coffee for Wang Mei, trying to appease her. “Sister, I didn’t mean that. Why compare children’s grades? Our son Ke Yi’s grades are not as good as yours. Please, don’t take it to heart!”

Hearing this, Ke Yun, the eldest daughter of the Ke family, looked speechless, probably not wanting to bother anymore. She sighed heavily and left for the upstairs.

While the adults were in chaos, Ma Luoluo, one of the players, seemed relieved.

He communicated privately to his closest underling, “I told you. The killer is most likely Wang Mei. She’s jealous because her child isn’t doing as well as Ruan Mei’s son, so she takes it out on the Ke family’s children. That’s why she’s targeting those with the surname Ke!”

Meng Pingping added, “I suspect these two brothers have held grudges against each other for a long time. In their era, the winds of reform and opening up hadn’t blown for very long, so their thinking is still quite outdated.”

“Ke Zheng is from the main branch of the family and is set to inherit the family’s assets. His eldest son, Ke Yi, being the firstborn grandson of the main branch, is bound to be envied, isn’t he?”

“Ke Yun is the eldest sister. Women probably can’t inherit family properties, and besides, she’s already on her way to becoming a bureau chief, so she doesn’t lack money. She wouldn’t contend with Ke Zheng over inheritance. So, those who would want to cut off Ke Zheng’s lineage are indeed only left with Wang Mei and Ke Di.”

“Isn’t that right?” Ma Luoluo said, “The Ke family is rich, and Wang Mei probably comes from an equally prestigious family. They just like bullying someone of a humble background like Ruan Mei!”

Meng Pingping sighed. “It’s not easy being the daughter-in-law of a wealthy family.”

Ma Luoluo patted him on the shoulder. “Why the sigh? We’ve made a profit… Hahaha.”

He cast a sinister glance at Zhou Qian and Bai Zhou, continuing, “Once we entered this mini-game, all our MP was depleted. Even a Rank God player is of no use now! Mark my words, Wang Mei’s target tonight will surely be Ke Yi! That Rank God player won’t escape!”

“Hahaha, once he can’t escape and we exit the mini-game, we can easily kill Zhou Qian and claim the reward!”

“Exactly as you said, Second Brother!” Meng Pingping quickly echoed. “We should be rejoicing. Haha.”

……

At night, the young assistant Zhu Zhu returned home. But the other five NPCs, who were also suspects, all stayed here and unanimously slept on the second floor.

After Ruan Mei painstakingly cleared away all the utensils and personally helped the ten children with their evening routines, Zhou Qian noticed that she was so tired she couldn’t even straighten her back. Watching Ruan Mei return to the master bedroom, Zhou Qian’s gaze slowly swept over the long, quiet corridor before returning to his own room.

The ten children stayed in five rooms. When choosing rooms, players were free to pick whichever they wanted without any interference from the system.

During this, Zhou Qian noticed Ma Luoluo took Meng Pingping to a room at the farthest corner. Wang Mei and Ke Di were staying near the staircase. Ma Luoluo probably considered them the prime suspects, which was why he chose a room as far away from them as possible.

Zhou Qian didn’t pay much attention and casually chose a room with Bai Zhou. Once inside and having closed the door, Zhou Qian turned to see Bai Zhou already lying down.

They were sleeping in a two-layered wooden bunk bed, with Bai Zhou on the bottom and the top bunk left for Zhou Qian. After lying down for a short while, Zhou Qian climbed down the ladder.

The young Zhou Qian had slightly chubby hands and feet. Holding onto the ladder, he stretched out his leg and nudged Bai Zhou’s leg. “You’re not seriously going to sleep, are you? Let’s chat?”

“Mm.” Bai Zhou looked at him and shifted a bit to make room.

Zhou Qian then lay down beside him, his eyes wide and curious. “Who do you think the murderer is, and when will they act?”

“Actually, the answer seems quite obvious now. But I have another question for you.”

Bai Zhou turned to look at Zhou Qian’s face, which was still boyishly round, just as it was the first time he met him. In that moment, the memories flooded back.

Zhou Qian currently still wore that flashy and colorful outfit, only a few sizes smaller, and his hair was vibrant and eye-catching. Bai Zhou recalled the first time he met Zhou Qian, who seemed spirited and full of life.

Zhou Qian had been dropped off by a driver in front of the school building. Even though he entered the classroom alongside a group of students, Bai Zhou noticed him immediately.

Now, he looked just as he did back then. Perhaps he wore such clothes and even wore a mask to blend into the city’s style, playfully concealing his identity so he wouldn’t be recognized immediately.

However, Bai Zhou knew Zhou Qian was always the easiest to spot among a crowd.

Zhou Qian always gave off a lively aura.

No matter how he dressed, walking in a crowd, he always stood out. But he was also elusive, slipping through fingers.

Because liveliness never stayed in one place, it moved with the crowd. And maybe by the time he managed to get close, the liveliness would already have moved on, leaving just a faint warmth that was hard to grasp.

“What do you want to ask me?” Zhou Qian questioned.

“I still don’t know,” Bai Zhou replied softly. “Which university did you end up attending?”

Though Bai Zhou’s tone was somewhat serious, his current voice was that of a child. Hearing this voice and seeing his face resembling a seven-year-old’s, Zhou Qian couldn’t help but chuckle, saying, “Jinhua University.”

Jinhua University was the institution both Zhou Qian and Bai Zhou had agreed to attend together. In the past, whenever Zhou Qian tried to skip evening self-study sessions, Bai Zhou would often chide him, “Do you still want to attend Jinhua or not?”

Recalling these memories, Zhou Qian’s smile gradually faded, and he looked at Bai Zhou with a serious expression. Despite the childlike tone, Zhou Qian’s voice held a deeper meaning.

“Why ask that? Are you reminding me that you’re the one who broke our promise?”

As Bai Zhou opened his mouth, about to speak, noises echoed from the hallway.

“Click, click, click…”

It was the sound of high heels.

After giving Bai Zhou a profound look, Zhou Qian’s serious expression faded, and he changed his tone. “Actually, since the murderer is easy to identify, our mission in this game isn’t just limited to finding the culprit.”


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Escape From the Asylum Ch75

Author: 木尺素 / Mu Chisu

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/


Chapter 75

Jin City. Room 301, Boxue Building, Jinnan University.

After finishing an elective course related to psychology, while other students left, Yin Jiujui stayed behind. She waited until the visiting professor packed up his notes and other items before leaving with him.

The two went to dine first, then headed to a psychological counseling office owned by the professor.

Familiarly entering one of the counseling rooms, Yin Jiujui settled onto a reclining chair she knew well.

Lifting her eyes, she saw the professor bringing her a glass of water.

His features were stern, and when he didn’t smile, he appeared quite serious.

However, in Yin Jiujui’s perception, the professor was amiable and never lost his temper.

“Thank you, professor,” Yin Jiujui said, taking a sip of water before setting the glass down and lying back.

The professor gently asked, “Did you receive the money?”

“I did,” Yin Jiujui responded with a smile. “Thank you. Can we finish early today? I’d like to visit my mother.”

“Of course. With a dutiful daughter like you, your mother will be very happy,” the professor replied.

“Thanks to you,” Yin Jiujui sincerely expressed. “Without you, I wouldn’t have had enough money for my mother’s surgery.”

“No need to thank me. If anything, thank yourself. Not everyone is willing to volunteer for my experimental projects. The compensation I offer is only fair.”

The professor then walked to a corner of the therapy room, where to Yin Jiujui’s surprise, was a piano.

He lifted the piano cover and began to play. As the keys danced beneath his fingers, a smooth melody filled the room.

Yin Jiujui felt her eyelids grow heavy. She closed her eyes and envisioned a classroom where a girl in a white dress danced. Sunlight filtered through the leaves outside, casting a dreamy aura on the dancer.

“Do you see her?” she heard a deep male voice ask.

“Yes, I see her,” Yin Jiujui replied, her voice distant.

“Who is she?”

“Meng Hui. She’s Meng Hui. My best friend since childhood.”

Yin Jiujui felt as if she was immersed in a beautiful memory.

“In the future, I want to join the dance academy and become a dancer! Jiujui, don’t you want my autograph? Once I become famous, you can sell it!”

“I wouldn’t sell it. I’ll keep it.”

“Jiujui, what do you want to become in the future?”

“Your bodyguard.”

“Bodyguard? You want to protect me?”

“Yes. You’re everyone’s fairy. We all need to protect you.”

But Yin Jiujui couldn’t protect her.

She heard the piano music suddenly stop. As the last note faded, Meng Hui, who had been dancing, fell backward into a pool of blood.

Yin Jiujui felt a sinking sensation in her chest, and her world began to spin.

Afterward, she heard the professor ask, “So, who killed her this time…?”

……

Spring Hill Mental Asylum, Zone 1.

Qi Liuxing, after taking a ceremonial shower and making preparations, also entered an instance.

This time, his goal wasn’t about deciphering clues but simply fighting monsters and obtaining items.

He mostly solo-queued for such dungeons in the past. Unlike Zhou Qian, who preferred intricate dungeons filled with hidden achievements, for Qi Liuxing, these were relatively stress-free. He paired up with Ke Yuxiao. Besides acquiring equipment, their primary goal was to synchronize their skills.

Ke Yuxiao’s flute play could amplify the effects of Qi Liuxing’s sword techniques. Once they mastered their synergy, they believed they’d be unbeatable.

An hour after entering the dungeon, with the combined efforts of Qi Liuxing and Ke Yuxiao, the first mini boss was defeated, dropping two treasure chests.

Both of them opened a chest, and astonishingly, they each obtained a double experience card.

“Our luck is incredible!” Qi Liuxing exclaimed with joy, making some calculations. “At this rate… if we continue grinding like this a few more times, we both can advance to Rank S!”

Ke Yuxiao, smiling as he stowed away the card, seemed equally excited. “Indeed. I’ve heard that upon reaching Rank S… it’s almost like entering a new game. The experience should be entirely different. We can also get closer to the gods and attain what we desire.”

Qi Liuxing continued, “Yes. I heard Zhou Qian say he was going to Blue Harbor City, which is some kind of semi-open instance. It seems completely different from the ones we’re currently playing. Hmm… Once we level up to Rank S, we can go to Blue Harbor City to find him!”

Ke Yuxiao nodded, his eyes filled with anticipation. “I’ve heard of Blue Harbor City. Apparently, we need to buy an ‘entry ticket’ to access it. We can grind and gain experience while simultaneously putting up a purchase request in the trading hall.”

“Right!” Qi Liuxing said, visibly excited, as he accessed his system panel. “I’m going to the trading hall to place a purchase request now.”

……

Blue Harbor City, Murder Exhibition Hall.

This was a vast building with an irregular shape. Depending on the perspective, the structure presented different polygonal designs. The construction material seemed like some metal, shiny as a mirror, reflecting white light into various colors, blending seamlessly into the vibrant city backdrop. However, the interior told a different story.

Upon entering the exhibition hall, the only colors Zhou Qian could see were black and white. Accompanying the monochrome was an inexplicable chilly aura.

Soon after entering the main door, a corridor stretched out before him, long and seemingly endless, almost as if it led to hell itself.

All Zhou Qian could discern near the entrance were two doors, each illuminated by a light. One was labeled “Hall A” and the other “Hall B”.

At that moment, a female staff member emerged from the depths of the corridor. Dressed in a white gown with flowing hair, she moved silently, resembling a stereotypical ghostly female lead from horror films.

Her voice had an eerie undertone, chilling to its core.

After giving Zhou Qian and Bai Zhou a fleeting glance, she softly advised, “Please choose a hall to begin your tour. Once you start, you must see it through. No quitting halfway.”

“Is there a specific order? Or do we need to tour all the halls regardless of the sequence?” Zhou Qian inquired.

The staff member gave a slight smile, her dark, cold eyes glancing at him. “You aren’t from Blue Harbor City. Visitors like you must visit all the halls. Only the vacant ones can be chosen.”

Zhou Qian grasped her implication.

By “visitors,” she referred to players, while “locals” meant NPCs. NPCs were unrestricted, but once players began, they had to complete their task before they could leave.

“What do you mean by ‘vacant’?” Zhou Qian probed further.

This time, the staff member only smiled mysteriously, fixing Zhou Qian with a haunting gaze.

As Zhou Qian was about to question her more, three men emerged from Hall B. All three were NPCs. Like the previous trio of women, they were garishly dressed but looked rather pale and clearly disturbed.

“What’s inside?” Zhou Qian asked.

“Blood, flesh… It’s nauseating.”

“Why did we even come to such a place?”

“Hey, it was you two who wanted to build up some courage in advance!”

The brief exchange was revealing. Zhou Qian pressed for more details: why they needed courage, their origins, and more.

He learned that the three were students from Blue Harbor City’s Detective Academy, aspiring to be exceptional detectives. Hearing that an exhibition hall had opened, they believed visiting such a macabre exhibit would help them acclimatize to actual crime scenes.

But everything on display in this exhibition hall exceeded their imagination, so much so that they wanted to leave only after visiting Hall B.

The man in the red shirt shuddered. “The sight of my clothes now makes me want to puke. The scenes inside were too horrifying.”

Zhou Qian couldn’t help but stare at the red shirt adorned with stars and moons. The imagery against the red backdrop made it appear as if someone had drawn the celestial patterns in blood.

Zhou Qian wasn’t sure if he had a prejudice against the color red, which led to such feelings. But in any case, he found the shirt very uncomfortable.

“What’s really inside? Are the blood and flesh real?” Zhou Qian queried.

“I don’t know. Maybe animal blood and flesh?” the man in the red shirt answered. “Anyway, the corpses inside are too realistic.”

The man in the green shirt chimed in, “The corpses are uncannily lifelike. Not just their skin, but their expressions too.”

The young man in the green clothes quickly added, “The bodies look so real! Not just the skin; even the expressions on the corpses are so lifelike! My God, I made eye contact with a female corpse whose eyes wouldn’t close in death and almost peed my pants! It’s truly terrifying!”

The one in the yellow clothes continued, “At first, I thought they were wax figures. Or maybe some 3D realistic display. After convincing myself, I touched a corpse’s hand. Fuck… It felt like I was touching a living person, really! It was so damn scary.”

When Zhou Qian and Bai Zhou first arrived at the exhibition, they encountered three young ladies.

These ladies screamed as they came out of the exhibition and quickly left without saying much. The reactions of these three men after visiting the exhibition were clearly similar to those of the ladies.

They too felt that “this place isn’t good to stay in for long”. And so, they quickly stopped answering any more questions and ran out of the exhibition as if they were flying.

Zhou Qian caught a glimpse of their retreating figures.

As he turned his head, he met Bai Zhou’s gaze. Just then, the ghostly female staff member eerily reminded them, “Please make your choice quickly. You have 30 seconds left.”

At this point, she grinned as if she was hoping they wouldn’t make a choice—as if any violation from the players would give her the right to devour them alive.

Immediately after, Zhou Qian heard Bai Zhou ask, “Do you want to go to Hall A?”

Bai Zhou’s suggestion was indeed good.

Although they didn’t know what was in Hall A, Zhou Qian knew from the NPCs that Hall B contained a lot of blood, which he didn’t like.

Zhou Qian smiled and nodded at Bai Zhou, asking, “Have you told Hidden Blade and He Xiaowei where we’re going?”

“Yes, they are on their way,” Bai Zhou replied.

“Then it’s perfect for splitting up. Let them go to Hall B first.”

Without wasting any more time, Zhou Qian quickly turned and walked into Hall A.

……

It was initially pitch black inside Hall A, but the room lit up as Bai Zhou and Zhou Qian stepped in.

The pure white light illuminated everything, revealing the details of the hall. The hall seemed smaller than Zhou Qian had anticipated. It was only after entering that he realized this was just one of the exhibition rooms in Hall A. Directly across from them was a sign on the wall that read “Hall A-1”. To the right was another door, presumably leading to “Hall A-2”.

In Hall A-1, everything was square and neat. There was no blood, no flesh, and no gruesome or horrifying props related to those ideas. The only thing present was a tiny corpse in the center of the room—the body of an infant—and nothing else.

But that didn’t mean the situation wasn’t eerie. Without vivid, visually shocking elements like blood or severed limbs, the mere sight of a pale, slightly purplish, closed-eyed infant lying under the blinding white light, looking eerily real, still made the room feel unsettling.

At first glance, it might not seem like much. But as time passed, in the quiet room with only oneself and a deceased infant bathed in an overly bright light, it felt like being judged… It would probably make anyone’s skin crawl.

Even Zhou Qian slightly frowned. After exchanging a glance with Bai Zhou, they both approached to examine the infant’s body.

The dead baby was casually lying in the center of the pristine white floor. A label in front of its tiny feet probably bore its name: “Ke Hua”.

Zhou Qian’s eyes scanned the name. When he looked up, Bai Zhou had already picked up the baby.

Zhou Qian’s attention was on Bai Zhou’s expression. Naturally, Bai Zhou was expressionless.

Clearly, he was a seasoned player. Zhou Qian subtly raised an eyebrow before focusing back on the infant. Then he heard Bai Zhou say, “The body is still somewhat warm, as if it died recently.”

Upon hearing this, Zhou Qian reached out to touch the baby’s cheek, feeling its softness and slight warmth. Indeed, it seemed the baby had only stopped breathing minutes ago.

Its body showed no signs of rigidity, and the skin still felt warm.

Bai Zhou quickly undressed the infant to inspect its body. There were no visible external injuries. After checking, Bai Zhou dressed the infant again.

Zhou Qian asked, “Did you find anything?”

Bai Zhou replied, “The face and lips are a bit purplish. There’s nothing else. It might have died from suffocation.”

“Suffocation in infants is common. To determine if it’s a homicide, one would need to figure out whether it’s accidental or intentional,” Zhou Qian remarked as he looked around. “But considering this is a ‘Murder Exhibition Hall’, accidents can likely be ruled out. This infant’s death was the result of a deliberate murder.”

“However, naming this an exhibition hall is problematic. From what we see, it merely displays a corpse. There’s no murderer, no environment depicting the victim’s last moments… How is this a complete murder exhibition? Wait—”

Zhou Qian approached and took the baby from Bai Zhou’s arms, inspecting it closely as if trying to discern the details of its skin and hair.

“Those NPCs were right. This body is too realistic. It’s not a wax figure. Could it be made of some special material to make it look so real?”

Zhou Qian paused, then shook his head. “No, it feels completely human.”

“Yes, I agree. It’s a real person,” Bai Zhou confirmed.

“So what’s going on? Did someone murder an infant in the exhibition and then run away?” Zhou Qian felt puzzled, as this explanation seemed somewhat inconsistent.

Logically, the displays in an exhibition shouldn’t change in the short term. Therefore, the baby should remain here indefinitely. Hence, it couldn’t have been recently killed. Unless logic didn’t apply here and the murderer just left moments ago.

“It doesn’t make sense. Let’s check the next exhibition hall,” Bai Zhou said. As he walked towards Hall A-2, he glanced at his wrist and told Zhou Qian, “Hidden Blade and his team have arrived and are about to enter Hall B. We can ask about their findings later.”

“Alright.” Zhou Qian, seemingly lost in thought, chuckled.

Noticing the smile, Bai Zhou inquired, “What is it?”

Zhou Qian replied, “I was wondering why those fools who wanted to kill me haven’t found me yet. Hey, Zhou Ge, maybe this instance is challenging, and they’ve heard rumors, so they’re preparing before rushing in.”

Bai Zhou stared at Zhou Qian for a moment before proceeding. “The harder the dungeon, the happier you are.”

“Exactly. If I see through it and others can’t, then I have the chance to deal with them,” Zhou Qian said, narrowing his eyes at Bai Zhou’s retreating figure. “By the way, when you were an NPC, why didn’t you increase the difficulty for me?”

Instead of answering directly, Bai Zhou responded, “Wasn’t it in the second year? I was helping the teacher grade math papers and accidentally deducted an extra point from you. You were angry for quite some time.”

Zhou Qian immediately retorted, “Bringing up the past isn’t fun! I have a much better temper now!”

Bai Zhou: “I’ve noticed.”

Zhou Qian: “See? I told you!”

While conversing, the two arrived at Hall A-2. The dim room lit up upon their entry, similar to Hall A-1. Again, everything was immaculate, and there was only one lone child corpse, this time a girl around three or four years old. A preliminary check revealed no apparent injuries except for some white foam at the corner of her mouth.

After the inspection, Zhou Qian pointed to a spot on the floor and said, “Look there.”

Bai Zhou glanced down to see a label with the name: “Ke Xue.”

This girl also had the surname “Ke”!

Hall A-2 wasn’t the end of Hall A. They continued on, discovering a total of seven exhibition rooms in Hall A. Each room contained a child’s or infant’s body, none older than seven years. Six children had the surname “Ke”, and only one boy had the surname “Xu”.

There was no other way out in the 7th exhibition hall, so the two had to retrace their steps and return to Hall A-1.

At that moment, they heard a commotion from the corridor, sounding like many people were approaching. Before long, eight individuals entered Hall A-1.

It was the same group Zhou Qian had encountered on the beach—those who wanted to kill him. Among the group, the long-haired man was present, but the bald man was absent.

Zhou Qian surmised that after their group of more than ten people entered, they split into two teams: one led by the bald man went to Hall B, while the other, led by the long-haired man, came to Hall A.

The moment he saw Zhou Qian, the long-haired man sneered. His followers seemed ready to make a move, but Zhou Qian nonchalantly said, “This place has a time limit. You’d better check the exhibition rooms first. Also, you’ve come too late. I’ve hidden the key clues.”

“You son of a—”

An underling immediately stepped forward, glaring at Zhou Qian.

The greasy, long-haired man was much calmer now than he had been on the beach. He immediately reprimanded his underlings. “Let’s first go through all the exhibition halls together. This instance is very tricky. Don’t take it lightly.”

After the long-haired man spoke, seeing that the group of eight went to Hall A-2, Zhou Qian signaled to Bai Zhou. As they were about to leave Hall A to head to the corridor, another short-haired, red-skirted staff member suddenly appeared, signaling them to stop.

She had flaming red lips, dense eyelashes, heavy eyeliner, and an overly pale face, looking like another version of a standard ghostly figure.

“The tour hasn’t ended. You can’t leave,” the staff member said in a haunting voice.

“When will it end?” Zhou Qian asked her.

“Wait. Just wait. Once the mission begins, Hall A will be temporarily sealed.” The staff member laughed, revealing her white teeth. The lipstick smeared on her teeth made them look blood-stained, a sight that made Zhou Qian instinctively frown.

Meanwhile, the group of eight didn’t investigate as thoroughly as Zhou Qian and Bai Zhou did. They moved quickly and were soon back in Hall A-1.

Probably feeling the eeriness of the exhibition hall, they also moved to leave Hall A. But just then, there was a loud “bang”, and the door to Hall A closed.

All the lights went out, and the exhibition hall plunged into darkness.

“What the hell is going on?”

“Who’s touching me? Damn it, it’s not one of those babies, is it?”

“Third Brother, don’t scare me… I…”

“It can’t be… There aren’t ghosts here, are there?”

Zhou Qian, annoyed by the noise, whispered to Bai Zhou beside him, “If these clowns don’t get eliminated soon, they’ll definitely affect my clearing the level—”

But he stopped when he noticed Bai Zhou holding his hand.

“What’s the matter?”

“Something’s not right.”

“Where?”

As Zhou Qian said this, he realized both his and Bai Zhou’s voices had changed—they now sounded like children.

The lights came on, and Zhou Qian found himself in a large, messy living room. At the moment, he was standing by a sofa with a toy train in front of him on the floor. Bai Zhou was next to him, holding his hand.

When he turned to look at Bai Zhou, he realized Bai Zhou appeared to be about seven years old. Zhou Qian himself also looked like he was six or seven, barely taller than the nearby sofa.

In the living room, the other eight people, upon realizing they had become younger, began to scream and wail.

Zhou Qian, however, laughed and looked at Bai Zhou. “Hey, you were about this age when I first met you, right? I didn’t expect to see you like this again.”

Pinching Bai Zhou’s cheek, he continued, “Little Bai Zhou is so cute, and you still have baby fat.”

The door to the living room opened, and an aging, middle-aged woman walked in. “Children, Mom’s back! Did you miss me?”

“So… all ten of us are her children?”

Hearing this, Zhou Qian whispered to Bai Zhou, “Is this some sort of instance with super fecundity you see in literature?”

Bai Zhou looked at Zhou Qian for a moment, then asked in the same quiet tone, “What kind of novels do you usually read?”

Zhou Qian quickly responded, “Not me. My sick friend Qi Liuxing reads them!”


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Escape From the Asylum Ch74

Author: 木尺素 / Mu Chisu

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/


Chapter 74

Not far across the street, the traffic light changed once again.

Zhou Qian lowered his head and noticed the flier in front of him had shifted in color. He casually accepted the flier and looked up, only to see a very short figure handing them out. The individual wore a loose, colorful outfit and a skull mask, making it impossible to discern their gender.

Seeing Zhou Qian take a flier, the figure gave a respectful bow as if to express gratitude, then turned and disappeared into the vibrant Blue Harbor City.

Zhou Qian glanced briefly at the gory flier and carelessly stowed it away.

He then opened his system panel and sent his location to [137]. Soon after, he swiftly left the intersection and headed directly to the “I’m the Prettiest Fashion Shop”, a route he had previously scoped out.

The proprietor of this shop wasn’t an NPC but a player, who warmly welcomed Zhou Qian’s arrival.

Under the shopkeeper’s enthusiastic recommendation, Zhou Qian bought the “One-Click Hair Color Change” tool and successfully dyed his hair silver. But it wasn’t just silver; the color was highlighted with hints of pink, purple, and blue.

Such flamboyant colors might seem over the top, but on Zhou Qian, it gave him the vibe of a “comic book hero.”

In this colorful city, the hair didn’t seem out of place and only made Zhou Qian look more handsome.

That wasn’t all. Zhou Qian also changed his outfit. He donned a loose white robe in Japanese style. After the shopkeeper used the “Kaleidoscope” tool on it, the robe looked as if it were splattered with various colors, so dazzling that it almost hurt the eyes.

Lastly, upon the shopkeeper’s strong recommendation, Zhou Qian added two ear studs and an earring along the cartilage of his left ear. These shimmered silver under the light, harmonizing with his hair color.

Once the makeover was complete, Zhou Qian purchased a mask that covered half of his face and left the shop, quite pleased. Once he returned to the main street, he seamlessly blended into this uniquely styled city.

Instead of returning to the intersection where he had agreed to meet [137], Zhou Qian, with his mask on, went to a café diagonally across the intersection. The café’s sign was a peculiar mix of green and pink, adding to the city’s vibrancy.

Zhou Qian went straight to the second floor of the café, ordered a strange multi-colored drink, and sat by the window. He then removed his mask, took out binoculars, and began observing the intersection.

It had been a full seven years since he last saw him after their separation in the first year of high school. What would he look like now?

Is he the one with the baseball cap? Hmm, it doesn’t seem like it.

The traffic lights kept changing, and pedestrians kept moving. The only constant was Zhou Qian with his binoculars.

While searching for Bai Zhou, Zhou Qian recalled a phone call he received three days prior.

It was from Situ Qing.

“What’s up?” Zhou Qian had asked her at the time.

“I’ve found Mu Sheng,” Situ Qing replied.

At that moment, Zhou Qian instinctively glanced towards the direction of the hospital’s Zone X, then asked, “What about him?”

Situ Qing said, “He’s dead.”

According to Situ Qing’s account, after leaving the instance “Flower of Evil”, she started searching for a new apartment. She planned to return the rental where she and Mu Sheng had lived together, seeing it as a final goodbye to those painful memories.

While she was preparing to move, she unexpectedly saw Situ Xue and Mu Sheng’s father outside the apartment complex.

Seeing Situ Qing, Situ Xue approached her with tears in her eyes, apologizing repeatedly. Mu Sheng’s father, however, just stood by his car, smoking a cigarette, with a deeply sorrowful expression.

Situ Qing couldn’t tell if it was because they hadn’t met in so long, but they both seemed to have aged decades overnight.

After experiencing the vision Zhou Qian had shown her, Situ Qing’s mindset had completely changed.

When she saw her mother, she didn’t feel anything; it was as if she was detached from everything she saw before her.

Situ Xue approached and hugged her, apologizing continuously.

She then began explaining, somewhat incoherently, “I’m sorry! I’m sorry! All these years, it’s not that I didn’t want to see you. Mu Sheng threatened me. He said if I saw you, he would kill you. I’m sorry. I—”

Upon hearing the name “Mu Sheng,” Situ Qing instinctively frowned.

She then had a thought—if her mother truly wanted to take her away, she could simply leave Mu Sheng’s father and move to another city with her. In the end, her mother just couldn’t bear to part with her own life.

Suddenly feeling a burst of clarity, Situ Qing took a few steps back, avoiding her mother’s embrace. “Please move. I’m moving out.”

Faced with her daughter’s alienation, Situ Xue was momentarily stunned.

Seeing this, Mu Sheng’s father sighed deeply and approached with a weary expression. “We came to inform you that we received news of Mu Sheng’s death. He’s dead. I’ve been preparing for his funeral…”

Afterwards, Situ Qing found Mu Sheng’s death suspicious, so she called Zhou Qian.

After their conversation, Zhou Qian immediately contacted Li Xuehai, asking if there had been any new arrivals in Zone X recently. Li Xuehai checked and informed Zhou Qian the next day. “Yes, someone new did arrive. Apparently, his surname is Mu. I can see his basic information in the hospital system, but not more. However—”

“However, what?” Zhou Qian asked.

“One of the familiar nurses saw him and mentioned that he no longer has legs. His legs were sawed off,” Li Xuehai replied.

Now, it was clear—Mu Sheng had faked his own death.

Who did this and how remains a mystery. But what was evident was that Mu Sheng’s family and friends believed him to be dead, even witnessing his supposed “corpse”, when he was actually transferred to Spring Hill Mental Asylum’s Zone X.

Moreover, Zhou Qian recalled from Situ Qing’s account that Mu Sheng hadn’t been amputated. Instead, he suffered nerve damage to his spine and could no longer walk. But according to Li Xuehai’s information, by the time Mu Sheng entered Zone X, he had no legs.

What’s going on?

So…

Could Bai Zhou’s situation be similar?

Part of his body remained in reality, turned into ashes in an urn.

But what about the other part in Zone X?

What exactly is inside that straitjacket?

If Bai Zhou is in such a condition…

Can his appearance in the game differ from his real-world appearance?

If the real Bai Zhou’s appearance permanently stayed at 16 or 17 years old…

What will he look like in the game?

With these thoughts, Zhou Qian looked through the binoculars towards the intersection, spotting a figure amidst the neon lights. He was dressed in a simple gray-white casual long shirt, with neat short hair and a tall, slender yet solid frame.

This plain look should have been ordinary and refreshing, but in this world, it made him stand out, immediately drawing Zhou Qian’s attention.

Zooming the binoculars to focus on his face, Zhou Qian recognized the familiar yet changed features.

The distance between his eyes seemed slightly longer, his eye contours sharper, and the bridge of his nose more prominent. And his lips… seemed to have thinned a bit?

Nevertheless, by this point, Zhou Qian had wholly confirmed one thing—

It was Bai Zhou.

Staring intently at the person’s facial features for a good while, Zhou Qian zoomed out the binoculars, slowly shifting his gaze downward, scrutinizing him from head to toe. Then he pulled the lens even farther back, observing the whole intersection. The traffic lights at the crossroads were still flashing and changing, and the streets were noisy and bustling.

In the dynamic and chaotic scene, only Bai Zhou stood still.

Zhou Qian watched intently, noticing Bai Zhou occasionally glancing around, seemingly looking for someone. But he didn’t seem to be in a hurry and didn’t move from his spot.

After waiting a while, Bai Zhou raised his wrist, apparently accessing some system panel.

During this time, countless passersby raised their wristwatches toward him, pausing to whisper among themselves, probably surprised to encounter a Rank God player here.

Zhou Qian’s wrist vibrated with a notification, but he didn’t check. He just continued watching Bai Zhou through the binoculars.

After a while, Zhou Qian saw a man in a sweatshirt with spiky hair approach Bai Zhou. They clearly seemed familiar with each other and exchanged a few words. The spiky-haired man then looked around, seemingly also searching for someone.

Zhou Qian frowned, wondering who the spiky-haired man was, when he felt a tap on his shoulder. A familiar voice followed. “Hey, Qian’er! You’re here! We meet again!”

Turning in surprise, Zhou Qian saw He Xiaowei.

“You…”

Before Zhou Qian could react, He Xiaowei pushed open the window and shouted across the street in a loud voice, “Hey—! Master! It’s me!! I’m here! Guess who I found?! Qian’er?! Qian’er is here too!”

Zhou Qian: “………”

Could you shout any louder?

Before the people at the intersection could turn their gaze to the café, Zhou Qian swiftly did two things—first, he stored the binoculars in his bag; second, he put the mask back on.

Seeing Zhou Qian’s actions, He Xiaowei asked in confusion, “What are you doing? Cosplaying?”

Glancing at the food in his hand, Zhou Qian gritted his teeth. “Just eat your food!”

Having said that, Zhou Qian, from behind the mask, glanced at the intersection and saw Bai Zhou looking back.

After seven long years, in a dreamlike world, separated by a mask, flashing neon lights, and colorful lights, the two finally made genuine eye contact.

Looking at Bai Zhou, Zhou Qian’s memories instantly traveled back to that evening seven years ago after school.

Bai Zhou said “goodbye” to him and left without looking back. The young man’s retreating figure vanished into that dimly lit avenue, marking Zhou Qian’s last memory of him.

On that dim avenue, each falling leaf symbolized their parting. With the passage of time, they gently swayed, taking Bai Zhou to a place Zhou Qian could never reach. From that point on, life and death separated them, putting an insurmountable distance between them.

Until this moment, the memories of that dim hue transformed into the dreamlike colors before him. And Bai Zhou was walking through these colors, step by step, toward Zhou Qian.

It felt as if, after experiencing a parting between life and death in reality, they were finally reunited in a mysterious, unknown world.

……

Five minutes later.

Zhou Qian, Bai Zhou, He Xiaowei, and Hidden Blade were seated at a dining table on the second floor of the tea restaurant.

Zhou Qian sat next to He Xiaowei, facing Hidden Blade, with Bai Zhou diagonally across. As the four of them dined, three remained silent, leaving only He Xiaowei chatting away.

“I must be incredibly lucky! I got the once-in-a-lifetime double experience card. Hahaha, otherwise, how could I have reached the legendary Blue Harbor City so quickly?”

“What’s up with your hair, Qian’er? And that mask. Who are you trying to cosplay? You seem so quiet today—it’s not like you.”

Seeing Zhou Qian not responding, He Xiaowei cleared his throat and cautiously looked at the two Rank God players across the table. He blinked, first looking at Hidden Blade, and said in a flattering tone, “Um, Master… hehe, thank you for personally taking me on an instance run. The person next to you is…?”

Hidden Blade frowned, playing the role of a stern master, and scolded, “Don’t ask unnecessary questions!”

“Yes, yes,” He Xiaowei quickly agreed, then sneaked a glance at the other Rank God player known only by the codename ​[137]​.

Damn… Some people just outshine others; it’s really infuriating. How can this person look even better than a celebrity idol?

He Xiaowei secretly sighed, realizing that this ​[137]​ seemed very aloof. He showed no emotions, didn’t speak, and was simply staring at Zhou Qian beside him.

Huh? Why does he keep looking at Zhou Qian?

Oh, I get it. He probably finds Zhou Qian’s outfit weird too!

Right. That must be the reason. Definitely!

I always said, Zhou Qian’s sense of style is seriously off.

If it wasn’t for his face, he’d look like one of those awkward dancers you see in the village.

But He Xiaowei would never dare say this out loud.

He just followed Bai Zhou’s gaze to Zhou Qian beside him.

He couldn’t help but sigh silently again; Zhou Qian was indeed acting very strange today.

He was staring silently at the colorful drink in front of him; his only movement was stirring the ice with a straw.

What’s so interesting about ice cubes?

For some reason, He Xiaowei felt there was an eerie atmosphere at the table.

Trying to make small talk, he said, “Haha, these pan-fried buns are really delicious! Qian’er, do you want some?”

Zhou Qian just kept staring at the ice cubes in his drink. “I don’t eat fried food.”

“Huh? This isn’t really fried, is it? But you’re quite particular, huh? Oh, haha—”

He Xiaowei cleared his throat awkwardly, then looked at Hidden Blade. “When I came to the second-floor dining area earlier, I saw a familiar figure from behind. I thought to myself, it couldn’t be Qian’er, could it? Haha, how did we just bump into each other in such a huge crowd?”

“Heh, I approached and tapped him on the shoulder, and who would’ve guessed! It really was Qian’er!”

“Our bond isn’t just deep; we’re like brothers! Even with that get-up, I recognized him instantly.”

“Speaking of which, I have no idea why he was by the window with binoculars—Ow, ow, ow!”

He Xiaowei’s outbursts immediately drew the attention of others in the restaurant.

He quickly clasped his hands in apology to those around, then looked at Zhou Qian, a bit aggrieved. “Why did you pinch me?”

“Because you talk too much,” Zhou Qian responded, picking up a bun and shoving it into He Xiaowei’s mouth. “Eat your bun!”

He Xiaowei muttered under his breath, “Qian’er, your temper is getting weirder and weirder.”

“Oh, come on!” Zhou Qian said, looping an arm around He Xiaowei’s neck and squinting threateningly. “My dear Xiaowei, I’m just worried you’re not eating enough—”

Before Zhou Qian could finish, he heard Bai Zhou from across the table. “Zhou Qian?”

Zhou Qian blinked but didn’t look up, just staring at He Xiaowei’s face and responding with a noncommittal “Hm?”

“Do you want to go somewhere with me?” Bai Zhou continued.

Letting go of He Xiaowei, Zhou Qian finally turned his gaze to Bai Zhou. It was the second time he had looked at Bai Zhou in a long while.

“Where to?” Zhou Qian asked.

“Just follow me,” Bai Zhou stood up.

After a pause, Zhou Qian gave a nod towards the stairway. “Alright, lead the way.”

Blinking, He Xiaowei watched as Bai Zhou and Zhou Qian left one after the other, then turned to Hidden Blade in confusion. “Master, what’s going on?”

Hidden Blade thought, ‘Why are you asking me?’ but outwardly he maintained his stern demeanor. “Don’t ask what you shouldn’t.”

He Xiaowei: “…”

……

Zhou Qian followed Bai Zhou downstairs, out of the café, and into a narrow alley that led to its end.

The light in the alley gradually dimmed, but at its end, the surroundings brightened up again—just ahead was a vast deep blue sea.

Walking along the sandy beach, Zhou Qian followed Bai Zhou to the water’s edge. The sky was still vibrant, full of life and colors, yet this stretch of beach was eerily deserted, offering a rare tranquility.

They walked a long way, with Zhou Qian always maintaining half a step behind Bai Zhou. Eventually, the tumultuous emotions that Zhou Qian felt began to calm.

It seemed as if all his restlessness had dissipated in this place.

Throughout the walk, Zhou Qian didn’t walk side by side with Bai Zhou. After tracing their steps back and forth along the beach, Bai Zhou finally stopped and turned to look at him.

Zhou Qian looked up, meeting Bai Zhou’s gaze for the third time. He noticed that the deep black of Bai Zhou’s eyes seemed tinted with the blue of the sea, making them even more profound.

At the same time, Bai Zhou’s gaze was tender, just like it used to be, as if the seven years of separation had never happened.

Then, Zhou Qian heard Bai Zhou ask, “Why the mask?”

Zhou Qian smiled slightly and responded, “You’re allowed to wear a disguise, but I can’t put on a little act?”

Hearing this, Bai Zhou chuckled. His eyes skimmed over Zhou Qian’s hair and earrings before turning to face the deep blue sea again, not speaking for a moment.

Zhou Qian then took the initiative, sitting on a nearby rock. “You seem familiar with this place?”

“Just been here a few times,” Bai Zhou replied.

“Oh?” Zhou Qian inquired. “Who did you come with for the trial?”

Bai Zhou: “I never went for any trials. I occasionally visit the auction house. Sometimes, you can find good items there.”

Zhou Qian nodded. “I see.”

After that, both of them sat in silence, gazing at the sea. The atmosphere was once again filled with quietude.

The soft rustling of waves could be heard, washing over the sandy shores. The world was without stars or moon, and the blue waters shimmered in hazy multicolor. Waves brought the seawater to the beach, taking some sand along with them as they receded, flowing into the distance.

After a long while, Bai Zhou turned to look at Zhou Qian, speaking softly. “I thought you’d have many questions for me.”

“There are many,” Zhou Qian admitted, “but after seeing you, I didn’t know where to start.”

“Ask anything you like.”

“Anything, huh… Let me think…”

Where should he start? Why did Bai Zhou leave without a word? Why did he suddenly disappear? Why did he “die” in reality? Why did he hide his identity in the game? When did Bai Zhou start playing this game? What exactly is a Rank God player?

As these questions went through Zhou Qian’s mind, Bai Zhou’s expression became more solemn. Then, Zhou Qian suddenly stood up, walking right in front of him.

At a very close distance, Zhou Qian, behind his mask, looked into Bai Zhou’s eyes. Then, with a smile, he asked, “I want to know—how does it feel to wear a little skirt? Is it fun?”

Bai Zhou seemed slightly taken aback for a moment, but then his tense expression softened into a smile. Gazing into Zhou Qian’s bright eyes, Bai Zhou raised his hand, the tip of his slender index finger lightly touching Zhou Qian’s mask.

“Can you take it off?”

After a moment, Bai Zhou softly asked him.

Zhou Qian didn’t answer, but instead, smiling, he took a half-step back, dodging Bai Zhou’s fingertip.

Looking at Bai Zhou, Zhou Qian seemed about to say something when, out of the corner of his eye, he noticed something, and his face changed drastically.

Due to the mask, Bai Zhou couldn’t see Zhou Qian’s facial expression, but he instantly sensed the change from the sudden sharpness in Zhou Qian’s eyes.

Bai Zhou quickly turned to see what was behind him. In a spot unseen by Zhou Qian, Bai Zhou’s eyes displayed an extreme sense of indifference and coldness.

Holding the Rib of God in his hand, Zhou Qian moved forward, spotting a group of oddly dressed individuals approaching him, each emanating a powerful murderous aura.

“What’s happening?” Zhou Qian whispered to Bai Zhou. “Do you know?”

Before Bai Zhou could reply, a bald man from the crowd shouted, “A bounty order from the underworld, issued by the Peach Blossom Legion. Ahh… so you’re Zhou Qian? How can such a skinny figure like you be worth so much?”

Beside the bald man stood another with long, greasy hair wrapped around his waist. “Thinking you can come to a semi-open instance after having a bounty on your head, hahaha. You’ve got guts! Lucky for us, you came to Blue Harbor City!”

The bald man and the long-haired man seemed to be the leaders of this small gang, with others as their followers.

One of the subordinates remarked, “This Zhou Qian is accompanied by a Rank God player. But it looks like this Rank God player has been blacklisted by the Peach Blossom Legion, which is why he didn’t see their bounty notice?”

Another added, “Huh, this Rank God player is named [137]? Never heard of him. Maybe he’s a low-key Rank God player? Maybe I should ask the Rank God players I know about his background?”

The bald man interrupted, “Don’t bother! Who cares about his background? Here, their abilities are greatly reduced to about an ordinary Rank S. So, what’s there to fear? Let’s get him together and claim the bounty from the Peach Blossom Legion!”

“Zhou Ge—”

Seeing the menacing group advance, Zhou Qian remained unfazed.

With a playful idea in mind, he glanced at Bai Zhou and grinned. “Think we can handle this?”

Suddenly, an ancient and elusive Tang sword appeared out of thin air, swiftly gripped by Bai Zhou.

He looked at the unruly crowd with an indifferent expression, but when he turned to Zhou Qian, his eyes softened again. “Stay behind me.”

Just as Bai Zhou’s words fell, a rustling sound was heard. In front of them, grains of sand on the beach began to rise, reflecting a mysterious glow under the colorful sky. Astonishingly, countless snakes, insects, rodents, and ants began crawling out!

This must be the skill of someone from that group. It’s likely that all these creatures are highly venomous.

Suddenly, a sword that gleamed like moonlit frost was raised, signaling Bai Zhou’s intent to strike. In a flash, however, his wrist, which was gripping the sword, was seized by someone.

Turning his head, Bai Zhou looked at Zhou Qian.

Zhou Qian smiled and shook his head at him, saying, “We won’t fight.”

Allowing Zhou Qian to hold his wrist, Bai Zhou took a step back with him. “What do you have in mind?”

“Let’s take them down inside the instance.” Zhou Qian winked at Bai Zhou and immediately took out a mirror with his right hand, saying, “Let’s go.”

……

On the beach, as the chilling blade of the Tang sword was about to be unsheathed, the bald and long-haired men were preparing to confront it. But then, a flash from the mirror passed by, and the two figures on the beach side by side vanished.

Behind them, the followers began mocking.

“A Rank God player actually ran away! Hahaha! We really don’t have to be afraid!”

“Why is the Peach Blossom Legion even bothering with bounties? Zhou Qian’s just a coward!”

“Where did they escape to? That mirror only allows them to move 500 meters!”

“I’m checking today’s open instances… ah, the closest one that’s open for newbie Rank S players is ‘Murder Exhibition’!”

“Oh no, he’s not really going there, is he? I heard many players died in that instance recently!”

“Hahaha, this is going to be fun!”

“That being said… do we continue the chase or wait for them?”

“Cough cough, boss.” One of the followers turned to the bald man. “Should we go to ‘Murder Exhibition’ to continue our pursuit?”

“What? Are you scared?” The bald man sneered.

Another follower remarked, “But… we’ve heard that instance is quite wicked.”

The man with long hair said, “Our ‘Invincible Legion’ has just been established, and we’ve publicly taken up a bounty. If we can’t win this fight, won’t we lose face? Let’s go! Let’s enter the ‘Murder Exhibition’! I don’t believe we can’t handle it!”

The bald man echoed, “Exactly! Let’s go! What’s there to be afraid of? If we don’t kill them now, should we wait for them to finish the instance and level up? Let’s move, right now!”

……

Elsewhere, after Zhou Qian and Bai Zhou quickly left the beach using the “[Universe Teleportation Mirror], Zhou Qian immediately started running, heading straight for the Murder Exhibition Hall.

Outside the exhibition hall was a large, spacious courtyard. Scattered around were several cars parked haphazardly in a disorderly manner.

As Zhou Qian and Bai Zhou approached the courtyard’s entrance, they encountered an old gatekeeper. The old man had silvery white hair and wore a simple gray cloth robe. Interestingly, he wasn’t dressed in the usual vibrant colors. There was a melancholic aura about him. Upon seeing Zhou Qian and Bai Zhou, his deeply wrinkled face broke into an eerily strange smile.

“Do you really want to go in?” The old man asked with a bizarre grin. “If you wish to enter, each person needs to pay 50 gold coins for a ticket. Scanning the ticket to enter the exhibition means you are officially entering the sub-instance.”

“We’re going in,” Zhou Qian decisively said.

“Very well.” The old man handed over two tickets. The moment Zhou Qian and Bai Zhou took them, their systems automatically deducted 50 gold coins each.

Zhou Qian checked his system and exchanged a glance with Bai Zhou before they both walked towards the entrance of the exhibition hall. As they neared the entrance, Zhou Qian suddenly heard a scream and saw three young women rushing out. Through his system interface, Zhou Qian discovered that they were NPCs.

The three girls each wore exaggerated long dresses in red, purple, and yellow, respectively. All of them looked pale and visibly shaken. Upon seeing Bai Zhou and Zhou Qian, they immediately began to offer words of caution.

“You mustn’t go in!”

“Yes, it’s terrifying!”

“The exhibit feels so real… Wuwuwu, it’s really scary.”

“Yes, yes, it’s as if someone is genuinely committing murder inside—”

“I’ll have nightmares for a month!”

“I won’t eat meat for three months!!”


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Escape From the Asylum Ch73

Author: 木尺素 / Mu Chisu

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/


Chapter 73

The time was approaching noon.

The strong sunlight was broken into fragmented patterns of light and shadow by layers of leaves in the green corridor, casting a mottled glow on Zhou Qian’s face.

Opening the request message sent by [137] in the “Intended Teammate” column, Zhou Qian didn’t rush to accept.

After returning to the trading screen, he stared at ​[137​’s] message for a long while before finally replying with: [Why did you choose the codename ‘137’?]

After a moment, the reply came. [Just a fleeting memory when I was choosing the codename.]

Zhou Qian asked, [What memory?]

The only response was, [You forgot?]

Zhou Qian narrowed his eyes. He averted his gaze from the system panel and pulled out his cellphone.

He opened a page that was centered on a report about Zhang Yanjun’s death.

Zhang Yanjun was Zhou Qian’s shadow and nightmare.

But the shadow wasn’t really caused by Zhang Yanjun himself. Through Zhang Yanjun, he saw the coldness of his parents. Because of Zhang Yanjun, he became a murderer. These two facts combined to form the nightmare in his heart and also became the root of his mental illness.

Normally, Zhou Qian appeared the most flamboyant in school, and his family seemed the most glamorous.

But from that day, not only did he clearly see the filth in his family, but he also realized that while his classmates could live ordinary, blameless lives, he could not. He was a murderer and could never be a good person in this life.

If he couldn’t be a good person, then he simply wouldn’t be one.

Afterwards, Zhou Qian not only tried to lock away his emotions, but he also deliberately sealed his memories of the incident.

He had never revisited any reports related to Zhang Yanjun’s death until last night.

After chatting with Qi Liuxing the previous night, Zhou Qian didn’t immediately fall asleep.

After closing his eyes for a while, he visualized a blazing fire.

Sarah ran towards the fire, but in Zhou Qian’s eyes, what disappeared into the flames was clearly Bai Zhou’s soul.

It felt as though, no matter how hard he chased, he could never truly touch that soul.

Unable to sleep, Zhou Qian began searching for reports about the past incident.

For the first time, he saw another side to the case of Zhang Yanjun’s death.

The report indicated that Zhang Yanjun died from cerebral hemorrhage.

It was speculated that the cause of his death was due to his inability to sleep after a night of revelry. The next morning, he took a small amount of sleeping pills to fall asleep. However, before the effects of the medication had completely worn off, he woke up feeling thirsty. As he held an empty glass, intending to go downstairs to fetch some water, he unexpectedly missed a step and fell down the stairs.

During the fall, he was injured by shards of the broken glass, with one shard even piercing his abdomen, but that wasn’t the fatal injury.

The actual cause of his death was a blow to the back of his head against the stairs, which led to cerebral hemorrhage. This resulted in increased cranial pressure and, subsequently, a brain herniation, ultimately causing his breathing and heartbeat to stop.

The butler, who was in the same villa as Zhang Yanjun, became the prime suspect.

However, due to insufficient evidence, he was released.

Additionally, the butler’s testimony confirmed Zhang Yanjun’s habit of taking sleeping pills, further supporting the accidental death narrative.

In the end, there was no sympathy for Zhang Yanjun’s death.

Public opinion was unanimous: “He deserved it! It was divine retribution!”

This was because the butler provided important pieces of evidence about Zhang Yanjun—several mobile hard drives, each of which clearly recorded Zhang Yanjun with various children in his bedroom.

The butler knew about this matter beforehand but never reported it to the police, effectively participating in Zhang Yanjun’s criminal activities.

However, now that he has proactively reported it, it somewhat resembles the actions of a tainted witness seeking to make amends for their wrongdoing. The police also sought leniency for him in return.

Reading all this, Zhou Qian wasn’t sure if Bai Zhou actually inflicted any additional wounds that day.

But there was another possibility—

Due to Zhou Qian disconnecting all phone lines and taking Zhang Yanjun’s phone battery, the injured Zhang Yanjun couldn’t call for help from the bedroom.

The soundproofing was excellent, and the butler, who also took the sleeping pills, didn’t hear Zhang Yanjun’s cries for help from upstairs.

So, Zhang Yanjun tried to get downstairs to use the landline or find the butler.

Dizzy from the sleeping pills and blood loss, he might have stumbled and fallen, injuring the back of his head, which led to his death.

Even if Bai Zhou hadn’t delivered a fatal blow, he did three things:

—First, cleaned up the glass shards and rearranged the scene, concealing evidence of Zhou Qian’s actions.

—Second, instructed the butler to delete any footage involving Zhou Qian.

—Third, through threats, persuasion, or other means, convinced the butler to report Zhang Yanjun’s crimes prior to his death.

After quickly browsing through the related news again, Zhou Qian’s attention shifted away from his phone. Immediately, he noticed that ​[137] had sent another trade request in the trading channel.

The attached note read: [Zhou Qian? Are you still there?]

Zhou Qian’s pupils constricted slightly, replying based on their previous conversation. [Hmm, I forgot about the ‘137’ matter. But I realize there might be many things I’ve overlooked in the past. It suddenly occurs to me that maybe I’ve never truly known you.”

Zhou Qian’s words seemed rather serious.

Of course, he meant it to be that way.

He was curious to see what “137” would do next.

After that, ​[137]​ was silent for a long while.

After waiting for some time, Zhou Qian finally saw a message from ​[137]​: [Would you like to try matching with me?]

Zhou Qian: [Match for what?]

​[137]​: [A trial instance.]

Zhou Qian: [Trial for what?]

​[137]: “Compatibility.”

Zhou Qian: [Compatibility for what?]

[137]​: [I want you to become my Shepherd.]

Zhou Qian: [Can you explain?]

[137]​: [Once a player reaches Rank S, they can choose to become a Rank God player’s Shepherd. The trial instance tests the compatibility between the Shepherd and the Rank God player. Upon successful completion, apart from the standard instance rewards, if the compatibility is good, we can officially bind and establish a one-to-one Shepherd relationship.]

Zhou Qian: [What kind of instance is it?]

​[137]​: “Very unique. It will have multiple players participating, but unlike the solo-clearance mode you’ve played before, we’ll enter as a duo. Specifically, it’s a semi-open instance. Players above Rank S can join, and as it progresses, new players can constantly join. Different players might trigger different sub-instances or levels. The hidden instances you’ve unlocked previously might also be linked here.]

Zhou Qian: [Oh. Actually, I’m not that interested in being your Shepherd.]

Facing this statement, there was no immediate reply from [137].

Zhou Qian stared at the trading channel for a moment, a slight smirk forming at the corner of his lips.

He then opened the “Intended Teammate” menu, and this time he clicked on the request from [137] and hit the “Accept” button.

Both of them became each other’s intended teammates. Now, Zhou Qian could directly message [137] without going through the trading channel.

Zhou Qian sent: [Even though I’m not too interested in the Shepherd thing, nor do I know exactly what it entails, since I can continue to unlock hidden achievements in this trial instance, I’ll consider it.]

[137] replied quickly: “Alright. See you in the instance then.”

Zhou Qian, looking at the popped-up dialogue box, smirked again and sent another message: [How many Rank God players are there, exactly?]

137: [A lot. Definitely more than what’s rumored outside.]

Zhou Qian: [Oh. So, do only Rank God players get to choose Shepherds?]

137: [?]

Zhou Qian: [From what you’ve described, in that semi-open instance, I could meet many players. Not everyone entering as a duo is necessarily aiming for a Shepherd relationship, right? So, if I encounter other suitable Rank God players, can I be their Shepherd? It’s a mutual selection, right? Otherwise, it’s so unfair. Why should we ‘lower-tier players’ be passively chosen?]

After waiting a minute, [137] replied, [Other God-level players are not suitable for you.]

Zhou Qian: [?]

[137]: [The Shepherd relationship requires a mental bond. We’ve already established a basis from the three instances you’ve cleared together, so we’re likely to bond mentally. In fact, before entering low-level instances as NPCs, Rank God players have already checked your data. So far, no other Rank God player has chosen you as their intended Shepherd. Thus, you and others are not compatible. If you don’t want to be a Shepherd, you can completely abandon this path.]

Zhou Qian: [Oh. So, my rapid promotion to Rank S is advantageous for you too? You won’t have to suffer being an NPC in low-level dungeons?]

After a pause, [137] replied, [It’s alright. I don’t suffer.]

Zhou Qian fell silent this time.

After a while, he asked again, [When will we enter that instance?]

[137]: [In seven days. Is that okay?]

Zhou Qian: [Why wait for seven days?]

[137]: [You should rest a bit more.]

Zhou Qian: [And you?]

[137]: [I’ll be grinding—collecting some equipment and items.]

After sending that message, seemingly fearing Zhou Qian might misunderstand, [137] quickly added: [Currently, only the Shepherd relationship trial instance allows us to team up as a duo. You can’t enter the other monster-farming instances I can enter yet.]

……

Elsewhere, Hidden Blade glanced at the messages in the public channel where the Rank God players resided during a moment of inactivity.

[“Universe No. 907″ instance, anyone grinding? Need a tank.]

[“Xiangxi Corpse King” instance 2/3, desperately seeking a wet nurse, thanks!]

[“Snake Den”, have a wet nurse and tank, seeking a high DPS!]

[Let’s do it again. “Snake Den” looking for high DPS, perhaps Boss 137 can join?]

[Upstairs?? OMG, is 137 here? We don’t need a wet nurse for “Xiangxi Corpse King” anymore, just seeking 137, thanks!]

[Don’t joke, guys. Boss 137 is recently addicted to being an NPC. He’s not farming.]

[Who’s that upstairs? Do you know 137? Stop pretending, I’ve never heard that Boss 137 has friends.]

[Yeah, right? 137 rarely teams up. Occasionally someone might get matched with him through sheer dumb luck.]

Seeing the term “dumb luck”, Hidden Blade frowned deeply, feeling like he had been shot in the knee*.

*Arrow in the knee. Internet meme that originated from Skyrim

The messages on the public screen continued—

[Anyone up for equipment farming? Seeking teammates for “White Cloud Treasure Vault”. I’m one, waiting for three more. I also want to try with 137!!]

Unable to restrain himself, Hidden Blade sent out several messages in succession.

[Who said 137 doesn’t have friends? I’m his friend! He’s resting, he won’t team up with you guys.]

[Also, 137 never checks public channel messages!]

[Besides, the brother who mentioned farming “White Cloud Treasure Vault”, that garbage instance drops low-tier equipment. Boss 137 would never be interested! He never lacks such gear. You want Boss 137 to carry you into the “White Cloud Treasure Vault”? Are you joking with me?]

What Hidden Blade never expected was to be proven wrong just 10 seconds later.

[OMG! “Boss 137″ has joined the team.]

[Who just said Big Bosses doesn’t check the public channel? Who said he doesn’t farm “White Cloud Treasure Vault”?]

[Ahhhh, gotta go. I’m off to worship Boss 137!]

Stunned for three seconds, Hidden Blade quickly clicked to join the team.

Soon after, he indeed saw Bai Zhou.

Hidden Blade quickly pulled Bai Zhou into a private chat. [What’s your situation? Aren’t you resting?]

Bai Zhou: [Oh, by the way, I saw your message. He Xiaowei got a double experience card and Rank S?]

[Uh? Why?] Hidden Blade asked.

Bai Zhou: [We can try the trial instance. I’ve teamed up with Zhou Qian. I’ll pair with him, and you can pair with He Xiaowei.]

[Wait, did I hear that wrong? Not only are you farming White Cloud Treasure Vault, but you’re also… going to a trial instance?]

[Yes. You heard right.]

“I won’t comment on your physical body in reality. But your mental strength is approaching its threshold. At this time… you’re actually entering a trial instance? Didn’t you say you’d rest for a while?]

[There are things I need to explain to him. Meeting face-to-face is better.]

Hidden Blade paused, then asked, [Boss, I’m not in a position to pry into your private matters. But… the mental threshold isn’t a joke. Aren’t you afraid you’ll suddenly go berserk in the dungeon?]

[My Shepherd is there. It’s fine,] Bai Zhou said. [But it’d be better if you were there. You’ve had minor training in crowd control. You can discuss specific details with him.]

Hidden Blade was speechless. [Then, what’s with the White Cloud Treasure Vault? Why would you need the equipment and items from here?]

Bai Zhou didn’t answer but walked towards the instance’s entrance. [We have ample time; we can run it seven times.]

Hidden Blade: […………]

Why did I even come? Is it too late to back out now?

……

Seven days later.

Zhou Qian accepted the team request sent by “Intended Teammate” [137] and entered the semi-open instance with a brand-new mode.

[Player Zhou Qian entered instance: “Blue Harbor City 2301”]

[Instance difficulty: Unknown; Clearance rate: Unknown]

[Hidden achievement completion rate: Unknown]

[Number of players: Unknown]

[Tip 1: According to system detection, although you have reached Rank S, in this city, compared to other veteran players, you are still a complete newbie. Please be careful to protect yourself and avoid conflicts with high-level players! Otherwise, you might meet an untimely end!]

[Tip 2: As you are still a low-tier newbie, the sub-instances you can trigger are limited. Please seize the opportunity. If you cannot enter a sub-instance, you can rest overnight in the inn, but it’s not cheap.]

[Tip 3: Blue Harbor City is an instance that combines earning gold coins with entertainment. Many high-level players will do business here with casinos, dance halls, and more. However, please note that your main goal is to complete the instance. Don’t get too engrossed in other places.]

[Tip 4: Once a player enters a sub-instance, they must complete the mission to leave. As for the main instance, Blue Harbor City, the system does not impose restrictions. You can come and go freely by paying a transportation fee of 400 gold coins to the system each time.]

After reading these prompts, Zhou Qian raised an eyebrow, roughly grasping the concept of a semi-open instance.

Strictly speaking, this couldn’t be called an instance. This city, situated in the virtual game world, acted like a transit station. Players could stay here for a long time, even live and run businesses. They could also go to different trial-related sub-instances through this station.

Before reaching Rank S, Zhou Qian could only see other players in each instance he entered. But in this transit station, he saw a large number of players.

So, in addition to observing and understanding the skills players could have after Rank S and the subsequent upgrade path, he could also estimate the number of players and the scope of the game’s influence in the real world.

A while after the system prompts ended, Zhou Qian found himself in a dazzling and dreamy city.

The city had towering skyscrapers with colorful neon lights. The night sky was also colorful, making it uncertain whether it was night or if this world simply didn’t have a sun.

Standing at a crossroad, Zhou Qian watched groups of people come and go as the traffic lights changed without taking any action. He noticed that everyone was dressed ostentatiously, with multicolored hair and flamboyant clothes.

He received a flier that read—[Visit ‘I’m the Prettiest’ fashion shop, and we’ll help you fit into Blue Harbor City!]

After comparing the map and seeing that the shop was nearby, Zhou Qian tucked away the flyer with a smile without heading there immediately. Instead, he continued to stand at the crossroads, using the system to constantly read the data of passing pedestrians. He realized that half of them were NPCs, meaning Blue Harbor City was home to many NPCs, not just a transit station for players.

After observing for a while, Zhou Qian messaged [137]. [Where are you?]

[137] replied, [We probably didn’t land at the same point. Stay put. I’ll come to you.]

Zhou Qian then asked, [By the way, since you Rank God players are so powerful, do you even need to grind in instances? Can’t you just force your way through and kill all the NPCs?]

[137]: [No. There are many decryption elements in the trial instances. Killing NPCs doesn’t help. Also, my power is significantly reduced to maintain game balance.]

Zhou Qian: [Reduced? Haa, seems like you’re not up to the task.]

[137]: […?]

Zhou Qian stared at the question mark sent by 137 and chuckled. Shortly after, someone handed him a poster.

The poster was rather gory, a style that Zhou Qian greatly disliked.

After all, he had a strong aversion to blood.

The words on it read: [The Murder Exhibition is open today. We look forward to your visit!]


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Escape From the Asylum Ch72

Author: 木尺素 / Mu Chisu

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/


Chapter 72

Shirley turned into stardust, sinking into the swamp, while Sarah was buried in a sea of flames. Many witches and townsfolk learned the truth. Although many would be immersed in grief for a long time, and even though the impact of radiation from the Mirror of All Things would take time to fade, and human genetics might be irreversibly affected…

A conspiracy had been thwarted.

[Player Zhou Qian’s Rank: B → S]

[HP: 8,000 → 50,000]

[MP: 8,000 → 50,000]

[Skill Points: 1,000]

[“Rib of God” Unlocked Function: Summon Bone Spirit; the Bone Spirit is nourished by the player’s health; each summoning requires sacrificing health.]

After reviewing his level-up prompt, an intense light shone directly above Zhou Qian. The light was so bright he had to squint. When he blinked, he found himself in a high-tech room.

The familiar metallic door of the room soon opened, and a familiar figure walked in—it was Ryan in a white lab coat, looking part doctor and part researcher.

What’s going on? 

Zhou Qian frowned slightly. Ryan approached him and reached out his hand. Zhou Qian didn’t reciprocate, pulling his hand away. Ryan didn’t seem to mind and pulled back.

“Was it you who sent us to that world?” Zhou Qian asked. “There was a Ryan there. You’re also Ryan. Are you Ryans from different timelines?”

“Yes. This is a multi-dimensional universe. The universe has countless parallel time-spaces, so there are countless Ryans,” Ryan explained. “You were sent to universe S7889. That world was heading towards destruction due to Sarah’s experiment, which would eventually affect other time-spaces, even posing a threat here. We sent you there to correct the history and change the tragedy. Congratulations on completing your mission.”

Zhou Qian remained expressionless and non-committal. Soon after, Ryan handed him a small orb, resembling a globe with lands and oceans. He could hold it in one hand.

As Zhou Qian took it, Ryan said, “God was displeased with the chaos on the land. He commanded the waters to gather, revealing the land. Thus, the waters formed the oceans, and dry land emerged. Under God’s guidance, fruits and vegetables flourished. Now, having saved the world, God grants you the ‘Continent’.”

[Player obtains the item: ‘Continent’]

[Function: ?]

[Grade: ?]

After gathering all the rewards and dropped loot boxes, the surroundings faded from Zhou Qian’s view.

The last message he saw read: [Zhou Qian, having passed the gambler’s evaluation, gained the title: Nightmare Commander.]

[Gambler’s postscript: I was watching your videos on the side, and, given your mastery of dreams and the fact that others couldn’t make you lose yourself in them, I felt this title suited you. You’re the master of dreams, the commander of all within them. Even though you might not always listen to me… I hope you’ll be careful and choose a safer path.]

After reading the postscript, Zhou Qian found himself back in Zone 1 of the Spring Hill Mental Asylum.

It was late at night. The main lights in the ward were off, with only his bedside lamp still on. Beside him, Qi Liuxing was already asleep, probably tired. Zhou Qian leaned back for a moment, then got up and retrieved a tie from his wardrobe.

As Qi Liuxing dozed, he felt a shift on the bed.

“Hm? Zhou Qian, are you back?” He yawned and instinctively turned on the light, indeed seeing Zhou Qian.

But Qi Liuxing wasn’t sure what Zhou Qian was planning. He moved to Zhou Qian’s side of the bed, very close.

Meanwhile, Zhou Qian’s gaze was unusual. He stared at him coldly, and his expression seemed malicious.

Suddenly, Qi Liuxing noticed the tie wrapped around his own neck, as if Zhou Qian was trying to strangle him!

“What the fuck, Zhou Qian?”

Qi Liuxing snapped awake, but his gaze wasn’t defensive—it was concerned. He patted Zhou Qian’s face.

“Are you alright? Under an illusion? Wake up, Zhou Qian! You’re out of the game and back in reality!”

Hearing those words, the cold and murderous look in Zhou Qian’s eyes gradually faded. He suddenly smiled at Qi Liuxing with a mischievous glint appearing in his eyes. “Ah, didn’t scare you?”

Qi Liuxing was angry. “Zhou Qian, you’re sick!”

“Not really. I was just practicing,” Zhou Qian replied, raising an eyebrow, still in a strangling posture.

Qi Liuxing: “?”

Zhou Qian: “I was thinking… we should both hurt each other a bit!”

Qi Liuxing: “……???”

Zhou Qian continued, “I want to sneak into Zone 2. Going to Zone X from here is too difficult. But Zone 2 is very close to there.”

After a three-second pause, Qi Liuxing realized. “You mean—we hurt each other, even attempt to kill, then both of us are considered to have worsened conditions, and both of us get locked up in Zone 2? Don’t tell me… you want to find Bai Zhou?”

Zhou Qian remained silent and released the tie, leisurely going back to his bed. He seemed to think of something and looked at his wrist, but there was no system panel response—

No messages from anyone.

Qi Liuxing said, “If you go to Zone 2, you can’t order hotel takeout anymore. It’s off-limits. The management there is very strict. You won’t be free.”

Zhou Qian replied, “In theory, yes. But currently, Dr. Li is my gambler. I just need to win him over.”

“You’re crazy!” Qi Liuxing frowned, looking very serious.

Zhou Qian, however, was seriously planning. “Of course, I also need to notify Officer Chen. In case of any accidents, he should try to get me out.”

Qi Liuxing: “……”

“It’s not as simple as you think. While I do intend to find Bai Zhou, that’s not my only goal. If we can make it to Zone 2 and Zone X, we can get closer to some of the core players in this game. Given the vast scope of this game, players are not limited to just this asylum. However, looking at the current player matching situation, the probability of people from one hospital being matched together seems quite high. This might be for easier management and control.”

“For instance, the doctor who extracted Zhu Qiang is likely some sort of manager placed in the real world by the game. Even if he isn’t a manager, he probably knows more details than we do. In any case—”

Zhou Qian summarized, “Now that we know the pattern and understand that there’s a high probability of encountering high-end players in Zone 2 and Zone X, we should go there to scout out their details in advance. Only by knowing yourself and your enemy can you win every battle*, right?”

*Line from The Art of War by Sun Tzu.

Qi Liuxing looked skeptical. “Really? If I go to Zone 2 with you for the investigation, you won’t drag me into Zone X to find Bai Zhou with you, right? I’m making it clear; I definitely won’t go to a place like Zone X!”

“Of course not!” Zhou Qian said earnestly. “About Zhu Qiang, you know the situation. He was in Zone 2 of this hospital before. So a doctor in Zone 2 definitely has a problem, right? Think about it. He probably helped many murderers escape punishment. We must find him. You are an agent of justice, after all!”

“Hmm… you make a good point,” Qi Liuxing admitted, getting serious. “That doctor is truly evil! Maybe…”

“Why hesitate? That’s not like you. You should be more aware, my Brother Sword God,” Zhou Qian advised before heading to the bathroom for a shower.

A moment later, after Zhou Qian finished his shower, Qi Liuxing seemed to have made up his mind.

He declared, “Zhou Qian, I’ve decided. Regardless of whether I’ll meet all the gods in the game, I don’t care! But regarding Zhu Qiang… if someone in this hospital is helping him evade punishment, it’s definitely abnormal! I’m willing to dive deep into this with you! One must enter the tiger’s den to catch its cubs!”

Zhou Qian nodded appreciatively. He towel-dried his hair, approached Qi Liuxing, and said, “Good.”

Qi Liuxing, filled with newfound enthusiasm, asked, “So now we—”

Zhou Qian, yawning, got into bed. “Now? Now it’s bedtime, kid.”

Qi Liuxing: “…You woke me up just to sleep again?”

“Who told you not to wait for me? So heartless.” Zhou Qian yawned again.

“I did wait for you.” Qi Liuxing explained seriously, “I accidentally fell asleep. Look, I didn’t even change my clothes. I didn’t really plan to sleep.”

Zhou Qian smiled contentedly. “Mm. Good job, Xiao Qi!”

Qi Liuxing asked, “By the way, I’ve leveled up to A. What about you?”

“S.” Zhou Qian yawned for the third time and was immediately awakened by Qi Liuxing, who grabbed his collar.

“You’re already at S? You’ve only done three side missions, and you’re at S?” Qi Liuxing was genuinely shocked.

“So, grinding the ultimate hidden mission in the instance is quite useful, huh!”

Zhou Qian pushed Qi Liuxing’s hand away and snuggled back into his bed covers. “Alright, time to sleep. We can discuss things tomorrow. If you can’t sleep, ponder over how we can harm each other convincingly. Remember to make it look real!”

Qi Liuxing: “………”

……

The next morning, as usual, Li Xuehai came for his rounds.

What was different this time was that he not only came alone but also closed the door behind him, clearly indicating he had something private to discuss with Zhou Qian.

However, he didn’t exclude Qi Liuxing, probably because he knew that he too was a player in the game.

When Li Xuehai arrived, Zhou Qian was deeply engrossed in various studies on his system panel.

After being promoted to Rank S, many new features were added to his system, and he was trying to figure them all out. Moreover, he hadn’t found the right opportunity to test the newly added “Bone Spirit” skill.

When Zhou Qian noticed Li Xuehai closing the door, he glanced at him and then continued with his system panel.

It seemed he had an inkling of what Li Xuehai wanted to discuss, perhaps thinking that some of his in-game actions were too reckless.

So, before Li Xuehai could even start, Zhou Qian preemptively showed an expression of “I’m not listening to any nagging*”.

*(不听不听王八念经) Internet buzzword referring to refusing to listen to another person’s point of view. It became a meme of basically psyduck covering its ears

Upon seeing Zhou Qian’s reaction, Li Xuehai shook his head, sighed softly, and then seriously said, “Zhu Qiang from Zone 2 has died. The cause of death was a sudden heart attack.”

Zhou Qian raised an eyebrow, indicating that he already knew, and then continued to look at his system panel without any expression.

Li Xuehai glanced at him and asked, “I suddenly remembered that the day after Dong Xiang died, you asked me if many people had recently died in the hospital. After reviewing your video playback, I understood what you meant. Why didn’t you say it directly?”

“How could I say it directly? Wouldn’t that make you think I’ve gone even crazier?” Zhou Qian replied candidly. “You’re so old-fashioned, having never played online games. You’d certainly think it’s all a hallucination of mine.”

Qi Liuxing, hearing these potentially offensive words, quickly shot Zhou Qian a warning glance.

But Zhou Qian, with his head lowered, didn’t see it at all.

Qi Liuxing frowned immediately, only to hear Zhou Qian laughing. “Dr. Li wouldn’t be so petty!”

Qi Liuxing: “……”

Li Xuehai: “……”

All the good and bad words were spoken by Zhou Qian alone.

“Speaking of which…” Having probably finished researching the system panel, Zhou Qian finally looked up at Li Xuehai. “So, who was the person that got Zhu Qiang out?”

“I’ve checked. Regarding Zhu Qiang’s mental assessment report, it was personally signed off by the deputy president in the end. But the assessment process wasn’t conducted by him alone. The hospital has a strict procedure, and many doctors are involved.”

“Zhu Qiang went through three evaluations. The deputy director, director, and deputy president all submitted a report. Everyone judged that he indeed had mental issues. Zhu Qiang was confined to a single room in Zone 2, which isn’t much different from a prison. Actually, Zhou Qian…”

Pausing for a moment, Li Xuehai’s voice became graver. “Zhou Qian, the deputy president, is my teacher. I can vouch for his character with my integrity. If you think he’s an accomplice, then perhaps the whole hospital is corrupt.”

Reaching this point, Li Xuehai’s gaze turned even more serious, meeting Zhou Qian’s probing look, and added, “Including me.”

Zhou Qian blinked several times and then stared intently at Li Xuehai. “I certainly don’t think you have any issues. Right now, you’re my fellow gambler. We share glory and disgrace. However…”

After pondering for a moment, Zhou Qian continued, “If there’s nothing wrong with the doctors, then Zhu Qiang indeed had mental issues. Hmm… After winning some bets, he had some value and could afford a lawyer, so getting himself out of prison is plausible. But it also means that the game affects gamblers’ mental states. Dr. Li…”

Zhou Qian’s tone became slightly heavy. “I think, under these circumstances, you should be more cautious.”

“Don’t worry. If I ever notice anything wrong with myself, I’ll have my colleagues handle it in time. As for what this game is all about… we’ll investigate it together later on.”

Li Xuehai turned around, ready to leave.

Zhou Qian stopped him. “You haven’t asked anything today.”

To which Li Xuehai replied, “There’s not much to ask. Actually, I think… this game might be beneficial for you.”

“Oh? How so?” Zhou Qian inquired curiously.

Li Xuehai explained, “Although in the game, I don’t agree with many of your actions, thinking you’re too reckless, I’ve noticed… this game stimulates your emotions. I’ve conducted many emotional stimulation activities with you before. I even hypnotized you, but the results weren’t satisfactory.”

Zhou Qian seemed to find something amusing and chuckled, “So you mean, gamblers might go insane because of me, but I’m becoming a normal person through the game?”

“It’s just my current assessment,” Li Xuehai said. “Haven’t you noticed? You have low self-esteem. But often, this game seems to push you to be a hero. That level of immersion isn’t comparable to other ordinary treatments.”

“Is that so…” Zhou Qian looked at Li Xuehai. “Then let me ask you another question.”

“Go ahead.” Li Xuehai sat back down on the sofa.

Zhou Qian questioned, “I mentioned before that I saw a dragon, and you believed it was a hallucination. What about now? Do you finally believe me?”

But Li Xuehai firmly shook his head. “No. I still don’t believe it truly exists.”

“Why?” Zhou Qian pressed.

“It’s simple, because this is the real world,” Li Xuehai said. “You all load your consciousness into the game. That’s a unique space. If a dragon appears in the game, it’s no big deal. But in reality… are you telling me that during that time, a dragon appeared at this hospital every night? But why is it that only you saw it, and no one else did?”

Before Zhou Qian could reply, Li Xuehai posed another question. “Unless you’re telling me that even now, you’re actually in the game. And I am just an NPC within your game.”

Upon hearing this, Zhou Qian didn’t react. However, Qi Liuxing, beside him, jumped up in surprise. “Is that possible? Could it be…”

He suddenly turned to look at the pillow beside him, as if someone was there, and asked earnestly, “Little brother, are you real? If what I perceive as reality is also a game… are you an NPC in the game? If that’s the case… where is true reality?”

Zhou Qian, who heard this: “……”

Zhou Qian still didn’t speak, but Li Xuehai, looking at Qi Liuxing, tried to reassure him. “For now, relax. I don’t think that’s likely. I clearly know my life’s journey. Apart from this game, I’ve never encountered any supernatural creatures or phenomena. I can’t possibly be an NPC. As for that dragon… we might need further investigation.”

……

A few minutes later, Li Xuehai left.

Zhou Qian reopened his system panel and began researching something. Qi Liuxing, who was still slightly shocked by Li Xuehai’s speculations, felt that maybe all his memories from birth to now were false.

He turned pale and went on a long ramble to Zhou Qian, and seeing no response, eventually went over and tugged at Zhou Qian’s sleeve. “What do you think? Why aren’t you speaking?”

“Yes, yes, it’s all a game. We’re all toys for the gods.” Zhou Qian yawned. “Maybe the gods are placing bets on who will be the next US president!”

“Yeah! That’s possible!” Qi Liuxing said, analyzing seriously. “We’re just toys for the gods’ amusement. Who knows how much the bet regarding the US president is worth. Wait… do gods use money too?”

Hearing this, Zhou Qian finally couldn’t help but laugh.

Qi Liuxing realized something and frowned, looking at Zhou Qian with dissatisfaction. “Are you making fun of me?”

“Not at all. Just a little joke,” Zhou Qian said seriously. “I believe everything is real. Reality is still reality. It’s just that dragon…”

Zhou Qian suddenly stopped speaking here.

Qi Liuxing, not getting a continuation, immediately inquired, “What? What about the dragon?”

Soon, Qi Liuxing saw Zhou Qian look up and smile at him.

It was a rare, genuine smile from Zhou Qian.

But Qi Liuxing, used to Zhou Qian’s teasing, instinctively stepped back.

Then he saw Zhou Qian raise his left hand and point to the watch on his wrist with his right hand. “137 has contacted me. I’ll ask him if he knows anything about the dragon.”

“Uh… so who exactly is 137?” Qi Liuxing asked, clearly confused. “Zhou Qian, there’s something off about you. Weren’t you looking for Bai Zhou? I spent all night thinking of ways we could hurt each other. Are you going to act or not? Hey, where are you going? To chat with 137? Why are you avoiding me? Why are you so happy that 137 contacted you? Aren’t you looking for Bai Zhou anymore?”

……

Earlier in the ward, while Qi Liuxing was rambling, Zhou Qian opened his trade notifications and saw a message from [137]: [Are you there?]

Seeing such a question, Zhou Qian instinctively wanted to reply with— [Not here.]

However, after typing them, he deleted it.

Without replying, he went out for a walk.

After reaching the cafeteria’s small garden, Zhou Qian entered a green-shaded corridor before leisurely opening the system panel again, seeing a message sent by [137] half a minute ago—

[You’ve reached Rank S. Now you can take on disciples but can no longer have a master.]

Zhou Qian frowned at this message, then checked the trade notifications and saw his purchase requests being covered by trade notifications one by one, all initiated by [137].

[137] was offering him the items he was looking to purchase, and the price for each was [0 gold coins].

It seemed like 137 was helping Zhou Qian clear out his shopping cart.

Quickly, Zhou Qian clicked on all the notifications, accepting all the items in order, immediately revealing his “online” status. However, he still didn’t reply to any of the messages.

After a while, when ​[137] generous gestures ceased, perhaps fearing that Zhou Qian would log out of the trading hall after his shopping cart was emptied, ​[137] sent another message: [Zhou Qian, do you know everything now?]

Zhou Qian continued to remain silent.

A bit later, a message finally came from the other side: [Are you angry?]

Zhou Qian: “……….”

Staring at the message, Zhou Qian narrowed his eyes, only to receive another message. [You’ve reached Rank S, and the system has activated the ‘Prospective Teammate’ feature for you. I just used that feature to request to add you as my ‘Prospective Teammate’.]

[Why don’t you accept? This way, it’s like we’ve added each other as friends, making it much easier to communicate.]


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Escape From the Asylum Ch71

Author: 木尺素 / Mu Chisu

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/


Chapter 71

The sky was dim. Zhou Qian directed a vine to coil around a flashlight and lift it up, shining it directly on Ryan’s face. This allowed him to clearly see every expression, as if peering through this deceptive exterior to catch a glimpse of the true soul hidden within.

The relentless pursuit by the Peach Blossom Legion and the protective measures he took as a Rank God player loaded into an NPC character… Zhou Qian saw it all.

Behind the numerous battles, there surely was an extensive conspiracy involved, which made him hesitate to easily reveal his identity.

Zhou Qian could roughly guess all of these.

But Zhou Qian naturally assumed before that the game footage could be seen by all Rank S players and above; that person deliberately hid the truth just to prevent his real identity from being exposed to other players.

However, there was an unexpected turn.

At the very end of the “Last Wish” game, an illogical “monster” appeared, and correspondingly, a “dragon” that also didn’t fit the story logic emerged.

This meant that his identity had essentially been forced into exposure to others.

Logically, he shouldn’t have to hide anymore and could tell everything.

But why, after the conclusion of the last instance, had he still not told me the truth?

Even… after waiting for so long, why hadn’t he contacted me at all?

The more Zhou Qian thought about it, the angrier he became.

Whenever he encountered matters related to him, his emotions seemed to fluctuate intensely.

Zhou Qian looked at Ryan with considerable resentment.

He soon noticed that Ryan was staring back at him with an equally resentful glare, almost exclaiming, “What did you just say? You’re being absurd! You dare?!”

“What am I afraid of?” Zhou Qian responded immediately, quickly moving forward and deftly unbuttoning Ryan’s shirt from inside.

“You—” Ryan’s face turned pale.

“I’m not molesting you,” Zhou Qian whispered in his ear, positioning his own body in front of Ryan to shield him from view. “With so many cameras watching, I might be misunderstood as a scoundrel, but it doesn’t matter. However, letting others see you in that state is definitely not appropriate. But—”

Zhou Qian’s anger faded, and he laughed again, saying, “However, the skirt must be worn!”

Once he said this, Zhou Qian’s peculiarly mutated hands swiftly picked up a skirt from the ground and slipped it over Ryan’s head.

Afterward, under Zhou Qian’s control, countless vines extended from beneath the skirt, crawling up to Ryan’s waist, lightly brushing against it, as if searching for something.

For no apparent reason, Ryan suddenly frowned and hissed, “Ouch!”

Zhou Qian paused for a moment, realizing something, then laughed. “Oh, I’m sorry. I forgot that some of my vines had cactus thorns. Did it prick you?”

As he asked, Zhou Qian swiftly pulled down Ryan’s pants, shamelessly suggesting, “First put on a skirt, then take off the pants. That way, no one can see anything. Aren’t I good to you?”

Ryan didn’t respond. He just glanced at the mobile camera held aloft by a butterfly in the distance, fear and despair evident in his eyes.

It was over. Everything was truly over.

All his plans, arrangements, and meticulous disguises… all gone.

Zhou Qian had utterly exposed him.

His true identity was about to be revealed to everyone!

On the side, seeing his expression, Zhou Qian knew he was still in character.

Raising an eyebrow, Zhou Qian draped him in a witch’s black robe and handed him a magic wand. “Alright then. Continue acting. I’ll just treat you as Ryan, or perhaps, Sarah.”

Zhou Qian then took a few steps back, summoned the butterfly, took back the phone, and personally held it up, giving Ryan a close-up from head to toe.

Facing the camera, he addressed the stunned government troops, townsfolk, and witches, “Actually, Ryan is Sarah. Sarah is Ryan.”

“I think, due to differences in their beliefs, Sarah and Ryan had a rift from a very young age. So, when Ryan returned to town after many years away, Sarah didn’t formally welcome him back home, not until she had to amputate a limb and sought Ryan’s help.”

“Yet even then, she secretly sought his assistance without letting others know. Thus, almost no one in the town knew about their sibling relationship.”

Facing the phone camera, Zhou Qian recounted the entire story of Ryan and Sarah, then said, “Perhaps those who knew these secrets have been secretly executed. But justice has a way of catching up. Sarah must never have imagined… that Shirley, who was closest to the explosion, didn’t actually die, right?

“Not only did Shirley survive, but she also preserved all the evidence of Sarah’s wrongdoing.”

At this point, Zhou Qian took out a coffin from his bag.

He had prepared it before leaving the second basement floor of the tower.

Back then, Zhou Qian had asked Shirley, “Was it you who tried to absorb a person’s most profound memories and project them outward?”

“Yes. It was an experiment I conducted using plants and microorganisms from the wetlands,” Shirley replied. “I’ve always tried to replicate and read memories by copying genes and then project them outward.”

No wonder. The wetland’s ability to read memories and create illusions had a reason.

After falling into a swamp trap, Zhou Qian had been seeking the connection between the “memory reflection” of the wetland area and the story itself.

After seeing Shirley and all she had gone through, he had his answer.

If, before the players entered the high walls, everything inside had a brain and could project memories as instructed, that person could only be Shirley.

Zhou Qian then asked, “Was your experiment successful?”

Shirley nodded. “At first, I could only access the deepest memories. But gradually… I could access more and more. Can you help me?”

Zhou Qian solemnly replied, “I can. I promise to help you.”

​[Zhou Qian obtains item: Highly Mutated Being—Shirley]

Once the system acknowledged this, Zhou Qian was able to treat Shirley like an item, packing her and her coffin into his bag.

Fast forward to the present. The phone camera clearly showed the coffin being set down by vines. As the lid was opened, a creature, only retaining human eyes, sat up with the aid of numerous vines. When viewers saw the name on the coffin lid through the “live stream”, a woman in the town couldn’t help but cry out.

She immediately posted on the town forum.

[Shirley! This is my Shirley! She admired Ryan and followed him early on to learn techniques that could change the town. Ryan said she was participating in a secret experiment and might not return for months or even years. I never expected… she…]

The elderly woman never imagined her daughter would turn into such a monster and be placed in a coffin by Ryan.

The comment she left sent shockwaves through the community. At first, people were simply shocked, with a hint of disbelief. But now, their sympathies shifted from Ryan to Zhou Qian.

If Shirley was turned into a monster by an evil spirit and Ryan had to kill her, no one would blame him. He always appeared impartial and fair. He could’ve told the truth. So why did he lie to the old woman?

The public now watched the screen intently.

On-screen, Shirley and Ryan, directed by Zhou Qian’s “monster” vines, moved toward the wetlands.

They didn’t know what Zhou Qian was planning.

But Zhou Qian had thought of this move a long time ago.

Shirley had spent the longest time inside the high walls.

Given her physique, she should’ve died long ago.

Unlike players like Zhou Qian, who didn’t belong to this world, the inhabitants couldn’t withstand the radiation.

But Shirley held on, documenting everything, probably waiting for this day—to reveal the truth and seek revenge for herself!

For so long, Shirley had truly merged with everything inside the high walls.

In a sense, she was the true “Master of All” within these walls.

But due to her physical condition, she was very weak. Clinging to her last breath and barely surviving with the special living methods of plant cells, she had no capacity to control everything like Zhou Qian, let alone confront Ryan.

Under Ryan’s surveillance, she dared not do anything openly. Otherwise, once discovered, she would be immediately destroyed.

Shirley could only hide silently in the dark underground second floor, barely sustaining her life in that coffin.

She survived on sheer willpower. Though she couldn’t control flora and fauna, she subtly transmitted her genes and memories.

Thus, the talking grass was her, crying out for help through it.

Every plant and tree in the wetlands were also her.

She tried desperately to read and project memories using the vegetation and microorganisms of the wetlands, all in an effort to restore the truth.

Shirley had hidden and suffered for so long, waiting for this day.

She finally met Zhou Qian, who brought her to the edge of the wetlands to personally avenge herself and all the wrongly deceased.

Moments later, Shirley made her move.

Using her remaining strength, she thoroughly dismantled herself and many plants in the wetland area.

Together, they transformed into countless bright particles, which reassembled in the air into figures, furniture, decorations…

These particle figures could move and even emote.

In this manner, Shirley played scenes from her memories like a movie, displaying them to everyone through Zhou Qian’s elevated phone camera.

As twilight descended, the sky above the wetland played four continuous movie segments in this unprecedented way. Numerous plants even spoke, replicating the voices of Sarah or Ryan from memory.

The four films, corresponding to the four fragments the players had previously found, exposed Ryan and Sarah’s secrets, leaving her with nowhere to hide.

The watching government troops, witches, and townsfolk were all stunned and speechless for a long time, until finally, they wept uncontrollably.

Amidst their breakdown, their words became unprecedentedly unified—

“Kill him! Kill Ryan! No… Sarah! Anyway, kill that monster!”

“He’s the real monster! He’s the town’s Flower of Evil!”

“We should burn this Flower of Evil to death!”

​[Player Zhou Qian uncovers the secret behind Ryan and exposes it. Side mission completion: 100%]

​[Congratulations to player Zhou Qian for achieving a hidden achievement!]

[​The end cinematics will play next. Rewards will be settled after the animation ends.]

Raising what could barely be called a wrist, Zhou Qian saw the game completion prompt on the system panel.

Then he looked towards the wetland again—

After the four movies, Shirley’s power was completely depleted. She and many plants turned into fireflies, scattering and sinking into the swamp.

It was a magnificent revenge she accomplished with her life.

As for Ryan, at this moment, he was in immense fear, unconsciously reverting to Sarah’s form.

Without wigs and colored contacts, she returned to her true appearance.

She was terrified beyond measure, hugging her shoulders and shivering next to the wetlands.

She wasn’t afraid of her crimes being exposed; she couldn’t face the feeling of falling from grace.

At that moment, a broadcast echoed from a helicopter overhead.

“Ryan, this is General Lehman. I am dispatching forces to capture you. Surrender now. During your interrogation, you must confess to all your crimes. I’ll repeat again—”

It wasn’t until General Lehman’s words repeated three times that Sarah finally snapped to her senses.

At that moment, Zhou Qian saw her not as Sarah but as someone with a completely different personality.

Under some emotional influence, Zhou Qian suddenly felt sympathy for her, even having a vague sense of… perhaps he had gone too far.

But just as Zhou Qian took a step towards her, she suddenly stood up, meeting his gaze.

Then she said, “The night of the Strawberry Music Festival was special. I detected unusual magnetic fields in the mountains. The explosion undoubtedly exacerbated these abnormalities, possibly causing a convergence of different time-spaces. And then…”

“And then you arrived. Which alternate world are you from?”

“When I first saw your data, I truly believed you were a gift from the heavens for me. I was wrong—”

“The heavens sent you to get rid of me. It was you…”

“It was you who killed me.”

After saying this to Zhou Qian, Sarah turned and ran.

Perhaps due to her protective witch’s robe or perhaps because Shirley was already dead, she wasn’t affected by any illusions. Thus, without looking back, she circled the wetlands, sprinting towards the northern wall.

That was the north engulfed in flames.

Sarah’s figure disappeared into the inferno.

She couldn’t bear to fall from grace or lose the love of everyone.

She’d rather die.

Such a fate was deserving for her.

But in Zhou Qian’s eyes, another figure was engulfed by the flames along with her.

“Bai Zhou… does it hurt when you’re burned by fire?”

“Bai Zhou. I never want to encounter you in this manner again.”


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Escape From the Asylum Ch70

Author: 木尺素 / Mu Chisu

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/


Chapter 70

All the doubts, guidance from intuition, and deliberate or unintentional tests had found their answers at this very moment. The last bit of uncertainty had finally become certainty. Staring at the person in front of him, Zhou Qian thought—all that’s left is for him to admit it.

Not far away, the northern side of the wetland was ablaze with rising flames and billowing smoke.

Zhou Qian, having evolved through continuous mutations, was hardly affected.

However, Ryan was clearly apprehensive. Despite wearing an advanced mask with strong filtration, when he caught a glimpse of the surrounding black smoke, he frowned and coughed involuntarily.

Ryan then glared at Zhou Qian with clear anger, madness, resentment, and a hint of fear in his eyes, signaling that he was still under the influence of the “Sarah” state.

Seeing his reaction, Zhou Qian’s eyes narrowed. “Oh, so you’re not allowed to break character, huh?”

It seemed Ryan didn’t understand and didn’t reply. With an intimidating tone, Zhou Qian asked, “But because of you, I was punched several times by Wu Song. How will you settle this score?”

Another gust of smoke swept over, coating Ryan’s clothing and mask with ash. For a moment, Zhou Qian could barely see his expression.

After sizing him up, Zhou Qian finally decided to move, leading him further south, where towering trees and dense mutated shrubs could temporarily block the smoke.

After a short walk, they indeed found a location almost untouched by the smoke and flames. Glancing thoughtfully at Ryan, Zhou Qian laughed, but there was a hint of cunning and cruelty in his eyes.

“Alright, so no breaking character. Make sure to keep that up.”

As he spoke, Zhou Qian took out several items from his bag. Among them, a wig and contact lenses were purchased from the system trade. The set of witch robes was something he had removed from his own attire earlier.

Soon, the noise of propellers and engines echoed as several helicopters hovered nearby. They were obviously looking for Mayor Ryan. Due to the interference from the smoke and towering trees, they couldn’t pinpoint Zhou Qian and Ryan’s exact location.

A loud broadcast then rang out, “Monster! Release Mayor Ryan! Or you will be annihilated!”

Hearing this, Zhou Qian smiled at Ryan. “Your people speak so strangely. Since they’re going to kill me anyway, why should I release you?”

“What do you want?” Ryan clenched his fists, looking visibly paler.

Zhou Qian glanced at him with an “I’m just watching your performance” look and said, “Why don’t you transform into Sarah? I’m quite curious about how you do it.”

Ryan: “…..”

Zhou Qian stepped closer, reaching for Ryan’s collar, and searched for a zipper. Once found, he began to unzip Ryan’s outfit.

“I know, you’re not transforming because you’re hoping your troops will come any moment now.”

After instructing the vines to loosen their grip, Zhou Qian removed Ryan’s jacket and continued, “Actually, I’ve always been curious about something. Why did some of the top officials in your army aid and abet you? Now I think they were deceived by you.”

“They believed it was just an accidental scientific experiment and that telling the public would only cause unnecessary panic, which is reason one.”

“Reason two, you might have told them that letting those kids live would spread radiation to others. After all, these army officials don’t really understand your research.”

“They believed you were working for the greater good. In their eyes, killing some children now is better for the long-term good of the town. They thought the technology you were developing at the base would bring tangible benefits to the town. But if—”

“What if they find out you’re actually Witch Sarah? Moreover—”

“What will happen when the witches from the Witch Association find out that the witch they respect is actually Mayor Ryan, who has killed many of their kind?”

Seemingly realizing what Zhou Qian was getting at, Ryan’s pupils dilated in fear. He immediately said in a low voice, “My device, it’s useless to you! Only I can activate it! I will never tell you how to use it. You can’t possibly contact anyone—”

He couldn’t finish his sentence because he saw Zhou Qian holding something—a cell phone.

“When I was at the Witch Association’s base, I asked Eva for a phone. Now, it’s time for her to know the truth. For a mother like her, knowing the truth means realizing she has killed her own child, implying that her lifelong beliefs will crumble from this point on—”

“But she shouldn’t live a lie. She deserves the truth.”

By this point, Ryan’s fear was palpable. But moments later, he managed to regain some composure.

As if reading his thoughts, Zhou Qian said with a smile, “You might think you can justify it to the government troops. And you might consider giving up on the witches. They’re few in number and can’t pose much of a threat. They could set up their base largely because you, posing as Mayor Ryan, covered for them. Without you, they’re nothing, right?

“But what if—there’s more I can do?”

“What… What are you implying?”

Ryan suddenly looked terrified, shaking uncontrollably. It was the kind of reaction a person has when facing the collapse of their dreams—a mix of anger, despair, and unwillingness. How could he accept everything he’d meticulously planned being destroyed? How could he accept the adoration and love of thousands collapsing?

No way.

This monster couldn’t possibly achieve that!

But Zhou Qian intended to do just that. Holding up the phone, he said to Ryan with a cruel smile on his face—

“At the government’s fertility center, I got the phone numbers of all the pregnant women. Your tech is indeed advanced. This phone supports group chats with so many participants. It’s like I’m hosting a live stream for all the pregnant women… or even everyone in town.”

Upon connecting the group video call, Zhou Qian personally fitted Ryan with a golden wig. During the process, a butterfly, commanded by Zhou Qian, held the phone’s camera focused on Ryan.

Next, Zhou Qian put blue contact lenses on Ryan, ensuring that the butterfly gave a close-up of Ryan’s eyes for the viewers.

The townspeople and the government troops, who saw this via the broadcast, initially worried about their mayor’s fate after being kidnapped by this terrifying creature. Their hearts ached for him; some wished they could trade places with him.

Meanwhile, the witches uniformly watched through Eva’s phone. Initially, they gloated over the mayor’s predicament, hoping for his demise.

But no one expected Zhou Qian to put a wig and contact lenses on Ryan and then produce a dress.

Zhou Qian then spoke. At first, he seemed malicious, but upon closer listening, there was an inexplicable teasing tone.

“Do you want me to undress you and then put this dress on you? Or will you transform for them to see?”


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Escape From the Asylum Ch69

Author: 木尺素 / Mu Chisu

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/


Chapter 69

A cobblestone path winded through the forest, leading to high towers, power stations, and other places. This path was originally built for the convenience of the workers. The forests on either side were once ordinary trees, but due to exposure to a special form of radiation, they changed along with the entire mountain.

Now, this forest was directly bathed in a sea of fire.

The fire’s origin was in the middle of the path, where gasoline was poured around the six humanoid creatures in multiple circles. Once ignited, the flames quickly spread to the surrounding forest, and, aided by the wind, the fire spread to a large area north of the wetlands.

By now, evening had fallen. The evening glow was spread across the sky like blood, but its color had darkened and would soon disappear with the onset of night. The birth of this massive fire seemed to extend this brilliance, as if attempting to set the entire sky ablaze.

The fire was immense, so vast that it seemed as if all oddities would be completely buried.

History would be consumed by the flames. Millions of years later, perhaps no trace of this event would be found.

Most of the drones had dispersed, and most of the helicopters had left, leaving only one helicopter hovering overhead.

Onboard, the pilot kept an eye on the fire, ready to evacuate if necessary. One side of the helicopter’s cabin door was open. Inside was Mayor Ryan, or rather Witch Sarah, holding a camera, broadcasting live for her townspeople.

Sarah always enjoyed the feeling of being the center of attention, being celebrated and adored by everyone. She personally covered the monster-killing scene, holding the camera and even reporting live, all to show her love and concern for the people—

Look at how much she thought about them and risked her life for them! She wasn’t afraid of being attacked by the monsters and didn’t care about the risk of the fire possibly reaching her. She bravely stayed, all for them. She wanted to ensure the destruction of the evil spirits. She did all this to protect each and every one of them.

“Everything I do is out of love for you. So, you need to give me all your love in return.”

“Once I’ve merged you all, I can have all of your eternal love.”

“But until that day, before I truly absorb you all… I have to do many things in secret to make you love me continuously. Whether you love Witch Sarah or Mayor Ryan.”

“I want all of your love and attention. And I want your love for me… to never fade.”

These words, however, weren’t spoken by Sarah. They were from a woman outside the game, viewing this scene through a tablet screen.

The woman sat on a swing in this virtual space, appearing to be eighteen years old, the age of innocence.

A peach orchard bloomed behind her.

With a smile, the orchard blossomed in radiant pink. She frowned as countless peach blossoms fell, turning the ground into a pink carpet.

Hearing these words, Priest looked up at her. He hadn’t seen her during her god ascension, but he’d watched the video later—

Her beauty had left everyone in awe. She seemed heartbroken, tears flowing, and as they did, all the peach blossoms behind her withered.

From that moment, she was known as the [Peach Blossom Goddess].

Most people knew that the Peach Blossom Legion was founded by the Peach Blossom Goddess. Few, however, knew her real name: Xie Huaying.

Priest walked up to her, looking at the screen from her perspective. The fire on Weir Mountain was raging; nearly half of the hillside was ablaze.

The six players in the frame were completely engulfed in the flames, presumably with no chance of survival. Sarah probably thought the same, which was why she was broadcasting without any concerns.

“Priest, do you think they’ll die? Given the situation, is there any chance of survival?” Xie Huaying asked innocently.

Priest smiled, walking behind her and giving the swing a gentle push. “In my opinion, you shouldn’t be asking if Zhou Qian has a chance of survival, but rather how he plans to deal with Sarah.”

Bending down to glimpse Xie Huaying’s expression, Priest said, “Zhou Qian did this on purpose. He deliberately surrounded himself with flames to make Sarah overconfident, thinking he would surely die. And Sarah took the bait. She didn’t leave but sat smugly in the helicopter—”

“I think we will soon see Zhou Qian’s real plan.”

Xie Huaying thought for a moment, frowned, and then said, “If that’s the case, Zhou Qian has anticipated every step of the instance’s design. He even captured Sarah’s entire character accurately. He knows she craves love and has a desire to perform; he knows she would definitely stay.”

“Yes.” Priest smiled. “At its core, Sarah’s motive for everything she does is to acquire the undying love of everyone and everything.”

“The consequences caused by the Mirror of All Things are irreversible. The genes of the entire town, even the world’s human population, have subtly changed. The radiation is there—it cannot be eliminated or altered. Zhou Qian can’t intervene in this world from this angle.”

“So what he needs to do is destroy what Sarah desires most—everyone’s love for her.”

“I see…” Xie Huaying sighed lightly, looking contemplatively at the screen. “Zhou Qian is truly cunning. He can manipulate people’s emotions even better than a god.”

……

Inside the game. From the moment the gasoline was poured on the path, the six players huddled closely together.

Of course, Zhou Qian tried his best to avoid physical contact with them, to prevent any merging of their bodies.

Everything progressing to this point was still within Zhou Qian’s calculations. He found that communicating mentally was very efficient and extremely convenient for commanding his teammates, though at times, their voices in his head were overwhelming.

Damn, Ryan really used fire!

Fuck Zhou Qian, how did you guess that?

Are we really not going to die?

At the moment the flames roared to life, Wu Ren couldn’t hold back any longer. “We’ve completed the main objectives! We just need to escape Sarah’s attack to clear the game! Why do we have to deliberately trap ourselves in a sea of flames?”

Qi Liuxing said seriously, “Because we have to save the townspeople!”

Wu Ren: “Damn it, please wake up! The real reason is that Zhou Qian is tricking us into completing his side mission!”

At this point, Wu Ren couldn’t help but look at Zhou Qian. By now, Zhou Qian’s face had undergone significant mutations, rendering his original features unrecognizable.

However, Wu Ren could still see the look in his eyes.

Those eyes radiated a hint of cunning but also an unusual intensity and compelling allure, making one unconsciously want to follow him.

Subsequently, Wu Ren heard Zhou Qian say to him, “You are our king, after all. So—”

“King, lead us to victory.”

“King my ass! I’ve always been just your fucking puppet!”

“Lead to victory, my foot! It’s your victory, not ours! Damn it…”

Wu Ren couldn’t help but curse.

But when he met Zhou Qian’s shining eyes, inexplicably, his voice gradually softened, and his momentum involuntarily deflated.

Immediately following that, a loud “boom” sounded not far from them—the noise of the tree’s oil igniting in a fiery explosion.

The moment the sound echoed, a fierce blaze shot up into the air. As Wu Ren was still looking at Zhou Qian, Zhou Qian’s pitch-black eyes were instantly illuminated, shining brilliantly. Turning to look around, Wu Ren realized that he was completely engulfed by a sea of fire.

For some inexplicable reason, prompted by Zhou Qian’s gaze, Wu Ren felt a sudden urge to fight.

Taking a deep breath, he exclaimed, “Fuck it! Fine, if we’re going to go big, let’s go all out!”

An intense burning sensation immediately emanated from his fingertips. He lifted his hand to inspect it, and sure enough, his fingers were aflame.

Strangely, though, his arm wasn’t burning.

Moreover, at the burn on his finger, a brown, semi-transparent resin-like substance began to ooze out. It flowed over the wound like water, and the wound healed instantly.

Suppressing the shock in his heart, Wu Ren swallowed hard.

Zhou Qian was right!

Could this strategy actually work?!

…..

The reason for Wu Ren’s bodily transformation was, of course, due to a certain mutation carried out under Zhou Qian’s guidance.

About an hour ago, right after Zhou Qian proposed utilizing a mutation to counter Sarah, the team’s subsequent discussion revolved around one main question—how do they combat her?

Were they supposed to search the forest for wild beasts, mutate into fierce creatures like tigers, and then use their sharpened claws and teeth to attack Sarah?

Probably not? Given Sarah’s status as Mayor Ryan, she could marshal significant military force. And moreover, where would they even find such beasts?

The high wall encircled a portion of the mountaintop, creating a confined area. The players entered from the northernmost part and initially split into three groups to advance.

There was a vast wetland in the center of the entire area, with a purification station on each side—A11, which Yin Jiujiu first found, and A13, which she later destroyed.

After acquiring all the memory fragments at the tower located 300 meters south of A13, they left the tower and made their way around the wetland to the southern part of the walled area. They found purification station A12 and replenished some life points.

Thus, they had thoroughly explored the wetland and its northern surroundings without encountering any exotic creatures.

Could it be… that they needed to delve deeper into the southern part of the area to search for fierce beasts?

This was a shared thought among several players as they followed Zhou Qian southward.

The southern forest was incredibly dense, filled with trees of various shapes and colors, indicating a rich diversity of species before mutation. However, after their transformation, it became challenging to identify their original species.

As they ventured deeper into this forest under Zhou Qian’s lead, it became clear that instead of searching for wild beasts, Zhou Qian was closely observing the plants and trees. It seemed as though he was trying to identify their original forms prior to mutation.

Wu Ren curiously asked, “Zhou Qian, what are you looking for? Why are you focusing on plants? To face Sarah, shouldn’t we need something more aggressive? What sort of attack can a plant offer?”

Zhou Qian retorted with a question. “How do you think Sarah plans to deal with us?”

Wi Ren: “Um…”

Ke Yuxiao interjected, “To kill us, she will certainly use her military power. But how would she justify it to the soldiers and the public? She would need a plausible reason, like… claiming we are evil spirits.”

“Exactly. Using the name of evil spirits to execute others is a tactic Sarah has employed many times. Many of the town’s children met their end due to her lies. If we don’t prepare in advance, we’ll share their fate.”

“When it came to executing the children, she used the witches. And as for the method of executing us… Do you remember the photos we first saw in the study? Witches were tied up and burned alive. Only the fiercest flames can destroy the most terrifying evil spirits.”

It seemed Zhou Qian had discovered something. As he moved towards a mutated plant to inspect it closely, he continued, “Without a doubt, Sarah is someone who desires admiration and has a strong penchant for performance. She would leverage her identity as ‘Mayor Ryan’ and punish us, the so-called evil spirits, in the name of a savior. She would proclaim to the world that she is the hero saving everyone.”

“The way she deals with witches is actually a hint given to the players in this scenario. Based on this, we have good reason to suspect that Sarah would use fire against us.”

Qi Liuxing couldn’t help but ask, “What does this have to do with plants?”

“Of course, there’s a connection,” Zhou Qian replied, turning to him. “Do you know that some plants are fire-resistant?”

After some effort, Zhou Qian thoroughly investigated the southern region.

He then instructed everyone, “There’s an abundance of redwoods here. They are referred to as living fossils, and their wood is as tough as steel. They are not afraid of fire.”

Theaceae is also fire-resistant. It contains a lot of moisture, with its leaves having a water content of up to 45%, and a very low oil content.”

“Lastly, there’s the Dahurian larch. The bark of the larch is thick and doesn’t contain resin, making it hard to burn through completely. After being burned, the inner part of the bark can secrete a resin that heals the ‘wound’.”

“Therefore, what we need to do now is get close to these plants. After acquiring their genes, we should mutate ourselves to become fire-resistant.”

“Of course, it’s not possible for us to remain completely unharmed. Leaves and outer bark will still catch fire, but as long as the fire doesn’t penetrate into our inner bodies, we’ll be fine.”

“Remember, we are currently just six ‘brains’. Temporary damage to the body doesn’t matter. As long as our ‘brains’ are intact, we can control many things within these high walls to counter Sarah!”

……

Time returned to this moment.

Up in the air. The helicopter’s propeller made a loud noise.

Yet, despite the noise, Sarah, with her strong desire for attention and love from people, passionately spoke to the camera, showcasing her hard work and bravery.

During this, Sarah took a distant look over the high wall where the fire was spreading. There was no chance her lab rats would survive in such a blaze.

She had the data she wanted.

Once those few people were gone, no one would know her secret. Given time, she would achieve her long-held wish!

What Sarah didn’t expect was that the fire to the north of the wetland, which had been intensifying, suddenly extinguished in one spot on the road. It was like a rock wrapped in cotton. She thought the whole thing was on fire, but now she realized that only the outer cotton was burning. When the cotton burned out, the fire would be extinguished because the rock inside couldn’t burn.

Stunned, Sarah noticed a giant butterfly flying towards the fire’s origin. It emerged from the flames, carrying six creatures with it and heading straight for her!

In shock, Sarah’s first reaction was to turn off the camera so that these “monsters” couldn’t reveal her secrets. Her second thought was to use her walkie-talkie to mobilize her military forces.

But it was too late.

By the time she shut off the camera, the butterfly, under Zhou Qian’s control, had flown the six players to her side. As she picked up the walkie-talkie, Zhou Qian showed her a pill and said something to her.

The twilight had completely faded.

But the fire on the mountaintop continued to light up all of Weir Mountain.

At the intersection of red and black in the sky, the helicopter hovered, and a giant butterfly emerged from the depths of the flames, hovering opposite, as if confronting each other.

At first glance, it seemed like a standoff between human technology and some monster. But in reality, they were both products of technology, though the latter was a result of its misuse.

The butterfly was no longer just a butterfly. It had strange human feet and a broad back. On its back sat six highly mutated creatures. Zhou Qian was in the front, controlling the butterfly. He looked at Sarah and said, “Dalang, it’s medicine time.”

With that, Zhou Qian immobilized Sarah before she could call upon the town’s military forces with her walkie-talkie. This effect could last for three minutes.

Others would soon notice the anomaly here. The military force here was formidable. Just their electric guns alone could overpower the players. Through the cockpit, Zhou Qian saw the pilot looking their way in horror, seemingly speaking into his walkie-talkie. But fortunately, Sarah was now easily controlled.

Zhou Qian had the butterfly move closer to the helicopter. Then he reached out with his burned, tree trunk-like arms, grabbed Sarah by the shoulders, pulled her out of the helicopter, and placed her on the butterfly’s back.

The butterfly took off and, under Zhou Qian’s command, descended inside the southern part of the high wall. While the fire spread in the northern area, the water-rich wetlands acted as a natural fire barrier. The southern area was smoky, but there was no sign of any fire.

The butterfly was fast, taking less than 30 seconds to fly from the helicopter and land. And at the very moment it almost touched down, a robust man dressed in traditional Eastern attire, looking completely out of place, appeared.

[NPC Name: Wu Song]

[Rank: A]

[Specialty: Close combat]

[Detected high-intensity aggression from Wu Song towards player Zhou Qian. Players, be on your guard.]

By now, the players had gradually left the back of the butterfly and landed on the ground.

After Zhou Qian and Sarah jumped down, he glanced at Wu Song, who was approaching step by step, but chose to ignore him for the moment. Instead, he gazed deeply at the “Mayor”, who was watching him warily.

The man now had Sarah’s mind and Ryan’s body. His eyes were as green as a serene lake and as precious as jade. Staring into those eyes, Zhou Qian seemed to be trying to read something deeper. However, he didn’t have much time to dwell on it, as Wu Song was already by his side.

True to his status as a Rank A NPC, with every step Wu Song took, it felt as if the earth of Weir Mountain trembled. Just as his sharp fist was about to strike Zhou Qian, Zhou Qian quickly ducked, narrowly evading the blow.

Even so, the gust from the punch caused the numerous petals and vines on Zhou Qian’s body to flutter, inflicting a tingling pain.

Having been affected by the fire earlier, Zhou Qian’s health had dropped to 40%.

Now, a new notification popped up:

[Player Zhou Qian’s HP has dropped to 30%.]

Wu Ren, who was closest to Zhou Qian, couldn’t help but say, “Do you think you can handle Wu Song with your poor combat skills?”

“What do we do now? The town’s military force is powerful! They could find and kill us at any moment!”

No sooner had Wu Ren finished speaking that everyone received a system notification:

[Players have accumulated 24 points, discovered Ryan’s secret hidden within the high wall, and evaded Mayor Ryan’s murderous intent. Main task completion: 100%. Hidden achievement unlocked.]

[The southern gate of the high wall is now open. Players who exit through this gate will clear the game.]

[This instance has multiple endings. After exiting the southern gate, players cannot log out temporarily. The system will play the ending cinematic based on the current situation.]

[Rewards will be distributed after the cinematic ends.]

In addition to this, Zhou Qian received a separate notification, which was shared with the others through their shared brains—

[Zhou Qian’s side mission is not yet complete. He can choose to continue or abandon the side mission and exit the southern gate.]

After a three-second pause, Wu Ren hesitantly asked, “Qian, Qian Ge should we… retreat?”

“Why retreat now? We haven’t seen the ending,” Zhou Qian replied, rising from the ground. He glanced at the motionless Ryan, under the influence of the drug, and said to Wu Ren and the others, “The side mission is my personal task. The rest of you can leave.”

Qi Liuxing, worried, asked, “But how will you deal with the town’s military force all by yourself?”

“By holding the emperor hostage, you can control his subjects,” Zhou Qian replied with a smile, looking at Ryan in front of him. “I’ll tie him up.”

As he spoke, numerous vines, under Zhou Qian’s mental command, slithered over like snakes. They wrapped around Ryan, pulling him to a large tree and quickly tying his limbs to the trunk.

“Tie him up? And then what?” Wu Ren asked, somehow feeling that Zhou Qian’s expression and tone when looking at Ryan were reminiscent of a bandit leader confronting a captive maiden.

“Then, of course, completely thwart his schemes.”

As Zhou Qian spoke, NPC Wu Song, utilizing his powerful jumping ability, leapt into the air and aimed another punch at Zhou Qian. This massive blow could drain a player’s health by half in one hit.

It was like unleashing an ultimate move!

As Zhou Qian swiftly ducked to avoid the punch, the butterfly, under his command, charged at Wu Song, shielding him from most of the damage. Immediately, countless vines emerged from the ground, entangling Wu Song’s legs, dragging him toward the wetland, and eventually tossing him into the swamp.

With that, Zhou Qian had rather effortlessly dealt with this Rank A NPC. Although his health was now only at 20%, he felt he still had the upper hand.

Meanwhile, due to the limited opening time of the southern gate, the other players had to proceed and clear the game, leaving only Zhou Qian and Ryan within the vast, high walls.

Finally, in the silence, without the constant chatter in his mind, the world seemed to quiet down, allowing Zhou Qian to have a proper chat with the “Ryan” in front of him.

At this moment, Ryan… his tall and slender figure was wrapped and bound to a tree by vines. The sight somewhat reminded Zhou Qian of God Epoh. However, during that time, Epoh wasn’t wearing any clothes, while Ryan was now dressed very thoroughly.

To protect himself from radiation, he wore a clear face mask, and the special material of his clothing tightly covered all of his skin. Now, through his face mask, his pair of jade-green eyes looked calmly at Zhou Qian, peaceful as a windless lake.

Ryan was now completely bound, like a fish ready to be slaughtered. On the other hand, Zhou Qian’s body was now covered in roses, cacti, and various other plant leaves, making him barely recognizable as human.

Moreover, he could now control all the flora and fauna within the walls of this place, as if he was a god ruling over this domain.

Staring into Ryan’s eyes, Zhou Qian took steps toward him.

“The last time I ate an apple, I also transformed. But back then… I still somewhat resembled a human. Now, I’m a complete monster. Ryan, are you afraid of me?”

Under the drug’s influence, Ryan couldn’t move or respond to Zhou Qian’s words. He just kept his eyes on Zhou Qian. When Zhou Qian reached him and paused, he smiled after a moment of silence.

Without making any physical moves, Zhou Qian thought for a moment. Soon, the vines that had become symbiotic with him began sliding over Ryan’s body as if searching for something.

After about 30 seconds, countless vines, acting like hands, pulled out a gun, stun baton, phone, and other items from Ryan’s pockets and threw them all in front of Zhou Qian.

Zhou Qian looked at the scene with satisfaction, then looked up at Ryan. “Now, even when the drug wears off, you won’t be able to escape my control.”

Three minutes later, as the drug’s effect wore off, Ryan could finally speak. He blinked at Zhou Qian, his voice sounding somewhat weak. “What do you want to do with me?”

As Ryan spoke, the smile on Zhou Qian’s face disappeared.

Zhou Qian stepped forward, whispering in Ryan’s ear. His demeanor seemed gentle and his voice soft, but where Ryan couldn’t see, his eyes were intensely serious, full of stern questioning and inquiry.

“Using a pill on the same target three times will summon Wu Song. So, can you tell me… why would this tool consider Epoh, Jiang Yuqing, and Ryan as the ‘same target’?”


Kinky Thoughts:

Oop, busted.


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Escape From the Asylum Ch68

Author: 木尺素 / Mu Chisu

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/


Chapter 68

Atop the tower.

After leaving the top floor, the players walked down floor by floor and found that aside from the tenth floor with cacti, the ninth to the first floor were all empty. No one was present, and there was no equipment to be seen. Therefore, the last memory fragment could very well be on the last floor, which was where Situ Qing and Yin Jiujiu went.

As the four of them took the elevator to the second basement, they started to communicate telepathically without realizing it.

Qi Liuxing: Once we gather the four fragments, that should mean we’ve completed the mission, right? From what I see, this main task seems straightforward.

Ke Yuxiao: It’s not that simple. You heard what Wu Ren said, right? The stations that add points can be ‘destroyed’, but the places that continuously deduct points will always exist. There’s likely a plot behind this by the designers of this instance.

Qi Liuxing: Hmm… I think I sort of get what you mean…

Ke Yuxiao: Once a player’s life points reach zero, they die immediately. At the same time, these points can be taken from others. Given this setup, the chances of players cooperating are quite slim. They’ll always be suspicious of each other.

Ke Yuxiao: With such suspicion and doubt, once they enter this high wall and discover the stations can be destroyed… Xiao Qi, what would you do in this situation?

Qi Liuxing: I’d have two suspicions. First, high-point players, being overly confident, might destroy the stations to target those with fewer points. Second, the life points these stations offer might be finite and have a cap. So—

Qi Liuxing: Once I find a station, I’d naturally recharge my life points to the highest possible amount.

At that moment, Wu Ren interjected telepathically: Station A11 can’t recharge us anymore. The life points these stations can provide players indeed have a limit. We only have Station A12 left.

Ke Yuxiao continued in thought: Once inside this wall, it’s easy to find places that decrease life points, like the ink grass patch. Unlike the stations, these places can’t be destroyed.

Ke Yuxiao: In other words, usually, players would think that they could decrease their points anytime they wanted, completing the 24-point task with ease. But since stations can be destroyed, opportunities to gain life points could be lost.

Ke Yuxiao: Therefore, as Xiao Qi just said, upon entering this instance, players would choose to first recharge their life points to a high number before exploring. But this is, in fact, the deadliest mistake!

If players maintained high life points, they would never undergo mutations, and thus, they couldn’t integrate with the plants, obtain memory fragments, or uncover the secrets hidden by Ryan.

So, even though memory fragments were conspicuously placed within the instance for everyone to touch and collect, most players would find it extremely challenging to accomplish this.

Thus, without completing this main task, even if players gathered 24 points, they wouldn’t be able to clear the game.

Moreover, the evil spirit purification stations had a limit to the life points they could provide. Once the life points of all three stations were depleted, the players’ life points could only decrease and wouldn’t increase again. Under such circumstances, they might miss the critical value of “24”.

For instance, if seven players were alive and their life points continuously decreased, their combined points would drop by seven every 20 minutes. If their total points dropped from 30 to 23, they would’ve skipped the “24” requirement.

By that time, even if they started mutating, uncovering the instance’s secrets, and finding the memory fragments…

They still wouldn’t clear the game—

The evil spirits purification stations couldn’t recharge, other point-increasing items would be depleted, and they couldn’t reach the “24” points.

Having figured everything out, Qi Liuxing mused: Just as Zhou Qian surmised, game designers do love to play tricks on players!

Qi Liuxing: I get it now. Our easy fragment collection is because our life points intentionally or unintentionally became very low upon entering the instance, leading to our mutations… It all seems simple, but it’s challenging to achieve.

Qi Liuxing: Speaking of which, we should thank Zhu Qiang. He never imagined that forcing our life values to decrease would make us more likely to uncover the instance’s mysteries.

Wu Ren: Hey, I just realized, communicating like this is really effortless.

Qi Liuxing: Ever thought that maybe soon you won’t have a voice or even a tongue?

Wu Ren: …

Throughout this, Zhou Qian, not wanting anyone to hear his thoughts, muttered silently: X*%bala…

Qi Liuxing: Who keeps chanting?

……

The elevator doors opened, and four people entered the second basement level. The bright lights illuminated the hall. It was still very empty, with only a metallic coffin placed in the middle of the room.

The coffin lid was scattered in a corner, and at the moment, Situ Qing and Yin Jiujiu were standing nearby with complex expressions.

Approaching the coffin, Zhou Qian noticed a name engraved on the lid–”Shirley”.

It seemed to be the name of the body that was supposed to be in the coffin.

However, the body wasn’t lying inside. It was sitting. Half of its body was inside the coffin, and the other half was exposed. Technically, it couldn’t be considered a corpse since its eyes were still blinking, clearly alive.

But she also couldn’t be fully considered a living person. The only part of her that seemed to move were her eyes.

This was a highly mutated person, with fish-scale patterns on her face.

Except for her eyes, all other facial features had disappeared. The exposed upper half of her body had become tree-like. Her original arms were gone, replaced with many branches growing from her torso, covered in various shades of green leaves. Occasionally, sharp thorn-like objects could also be seen.

If players didn’t know about the mutation in advance, at first glance, they wouldn’t think she was ever human. They would assume she was a tree-like monster that just happened to have human eyes.

At this moment, the players heard each other’s astonishment almost simultaneously.

Previously, we had to merge with plants. Having the memory of plants was still acceptable. Merging with animals was also bearable. But now, merging with a person, or rather, a body? …So disgusting.

Indeed disgusting. But we have to complete the mission.

Shortly after, the players indeed experienced the most challenging “merge” and subsequently gained memories of the person named “Shirley”.

The scene wasn’t in the tower’s second basement but in a futuristic space. Shirley appeared to be a lab worker, spending a lot of time alone at a console, inputting data.

After a while, the metal doors slid apart, and a person entered, carrying something about human height under his arm. It was covered with a black cloth, and Shirley couldn’t see what it was.

Shirley looked at the visitor, surprised at first, and then a blush crept up her face. “Mayor Ryan, why are you here? Today is the Strawberry Music Festival. I thought you went to the plaza halfway up the mountain.”

“I had something come up. I need you to turn on the furnace. I want to destroy something,” Ryan said.

Shirley seemed puzzled by his request. “Ah? That’s the old abandoned generator—”

“Just turn it on!” Ryan interrupted sternly.

“Understood, I’ll do it now.”

It was rare for Ryan to be this harsh. Shirley, not wanting to question further, quickly followed his instructions and started operating the console.

After a while, the high-powered furnace began to operate, burning fuel with a fierce wind and producing a bright red flame that reflected in Ryan’s blue-green eyes. Ryan soon walked to the furnace, uncovering the black cloth, revealing what seemed like a mirror.

Ryan tossed the mirror into the furnace, which produced a loud “clack”.

About three minutes later, Shirley, who had been watching Ryan, noticed his frown. She peered into the furnace and saw that the mirror remained undamaged.

How strange. How is this possible? What kind of mirror is that?

As Shirley pondered, she suddenly heard Ryan say something strange.

“I preserved your consciousness, personality, and even your goodness out of curiosity about you. I wanted to experience the feeling of having everything with you. But why did you repay me this way? Do you know how much effort I put into collecting the raw materials and refining them? It’s a work of art!”

Confused, Shirley blurted out, “Mayor Ryan, what are you talking about?”

She felt as if Ryan had suddenly become a different person. However, he turned and smiled at her.

“It’s nothing. Shirley, please turn off the furnace and start the cooling process.”

Confused, Shirley complied. Once the cooling was done and the fuel cooled, Ryan retrieved the undamaged mirror. Shirley felt something was different about his demeanor.

Suddenly, Ryan’s face contorted in pain and rage, but after a moment, he returned to his usual self, as if nothing had happened.

Later, Shirley saw him approach a wall, input a code, and open another door.

She couldn’t help but remind him, “Mayor Ryan, isn’t that the reactor? You said it was too polluted and dangerous, and you decided not to use it anymore?”

“It seems the only way to completely destroy it is to use the reactor’s energy.” Ryan mumbled, then walked into the newly opened room. The door closed behind him, and Shirley couldn’t see anything.

When Ryan emerged half an hour later, he was draped in the black cloth he initially used to cover the mirror, looking bizarre. Equally strange were his expression and eyes, which carried an inexplicable and bizarre quality.

Ryan was so odd tonight.

Why did she feel on several occasions that he didn’t seem like himself at all?

The words Ryan said next also seemed very strange to Shirley. “I never imagined that to destroy it, you would go to such lengths… Let’s start my large-scale experiment ahead of schedule. You forced me into this… I had no other choice…”

Shirley suddenly realized with horror that there seemed to be a glow of fire coming from the room where the reactor was located.

But before she could get a good look, the metal door closed again.

Shirley couldn’t help but blurt out, “Mayor, it’s not… on fire, is it?”

“You saw it wrong. It’s fine,” Ryan replied, giving Sherry an inscrutable look. “I have to go. I’m off to the Strawberry Music Festival. I promised the kids I’d sing them a song. You stay here and keep watch. I’m looking forward to seeing you next time.”

Shirley blushed again.

It was evident that she had some special feelings for Ryan.

The mayor said he’s looking forward to seeing me again…

Is that true?

Did I hear him right?

“I wonder what you’ll look like the next time I see you?”

After repeating this sentence, Ryan wrapped himself from head to toe in the black cloth and left.

……

As he witnessed this memory, Zhou Qian had already pieced together the entire truth in his mind.

Sarah used the “Mirror of All Things” to merge her essence with Ryan’s body, or, in other words, she absorbed Ryan. She didn’t immediately intend to completely erase Ryan’s consciousness, so she let him live alongside her. Their condition resembled a split personality—one body but housing the wills of both Ryan and Sarah.

One day, Ryan took control of their shared body. He brought the “Mirror of All Things” here, intending to destroy it. He did this, naturally, to thwart Sarah’s schemes.

But Ryan found out that the massive boiler meant for power generation couldn’t destroy the mirror. So, he decided to use the reactor.

It was likely that Sarah only regained control over the body after Ryan had placed the mirror in the reactor and started its process. By that point, she could no longer prevent the mirror’s destruction. Her only choice was to induce a reactor burn and subsequent explosion, shattering the mirror into countless pieces. These fragments, carried by the explosive and radiative dispersal, would “infect” everyone.

From that point on, the special radiative substance swept through every child attending the music festival. The myriad shards of the “Mirror of All Things” hidden within it, much like the hand that opened Pandora’s box, forever altered the town.

When Ryan, or rather Sarah, initiated the reactor explosion, they wrapped themselves tightly in radiation-proof black cloth. Even Sarah couldn’t predict the consequences of the exploding reactor and the effects of the mirror shards. She left Shirley behind, turning her into her primary observational subject.

That was the entire truth behind the supposed fireworks and accidental explosion on the night of the Strawberry Music Festival.

……

Now, as the players could communicate mentally, Zhou Qian didn’t need to verbally recount the story; everyone else understood the plot through him.

Qi Liuxing frowned and said, “The ‘cry for help’ we heard from the plant… could it have come from Shirley? She was closest to the radiation! Sarah is heartless!”

Ke Yuxiao added with a stern face, “Indeed. The ‘Mirror of All Things’ might not be something even Sarah fully understands. Her initial plan was to experiment gradually. But Ryan’s attempt to destroy the mirror disrupted all of Sarah’s plans. To prevent the mirror from vanishing entirely and to continue her experiments aiming at merging with all beings, she induced the explosion.”

“As for the consequences of that explosion, even Sarah couldn’t have predicted them. So she needs to continue her experiments. We are undoubtedly her guinea pigs.”

“Yes, agreed.” Zhou Qian added, elaborating on Ke Yuxiao’s words, “Based on Sarah’s original plans and the actual effect after merging with Ryan, she aimed to—after merging with other plants and animals—change her genetic code at will and control her physical form entirely. Like Sun Wukong’s 72 transformations, she could become anything she desired.”

“But Sarah’s experiments weren’t mature. She had only merged with her brother, whose genetic code was already similar to hers. She hasn’t tested it on other plants or animals.”

“Hence, the explosion was her last resort, and she couldn’t anticipate the outcomes.”

“Subsequent events show that under the influence of the special radioactive substance, the mirror spontaneously caused everything to merge. But now, Sarah faces the issue of not being able to control any of it.”

“Since she couldn’t control it, she had to set up barriers, temporarily isolating everything. Moreover, she must find a way to regain control over the ‘Mirror of All Things’, achieving her goal of merging with all beings and dominating them.”

“As Ke Yuxiao said, we are her guinea pigs. She needs to observe and study us to achieve her goal of becoming the master of all.”

[Players have collected a memory fragment: “Unexpected”.]

[Memory Fragment Progress: 4/4]

[Players have found the secret hidden by Ryan here. The mission completion rate is 50%.]

After obtaining all the memory fragments, the players left the tower and began to walk around the wetlands in the direction of the tower, heading to the A13 Evil Spirit Purification Station.

The four male players had previously replenished enough life points at the A11 Purification Station.

But the two girls were almost exhausted.

By the time they reached the A13 station, Situ Qing only had 1 point left.

During the time the two girls were “recharging” inside A13, another incident occurred.

Qi Liuxing and Ke Yuxiao accidentally bumped shoulders, and their arms immediately merged together.

Seeing this, Ke Yuxiao couldn’t help but become serious: It seems we need to hurry out.

Wu Ren: Now the four of us men have 5 points each, which is 20 points. The two girls just charged 2 points, Yin Jiujiu has 7 points, and Situ Qing has 3 points. So, we have a total of 30 points. That’s good.

Wu Ren: If we want to reduce it to 24 points, we just need to lose 6 points. Just right, one less point per person. We’ll head to that ink grass, time it right, and get in and out quickly!

However, Zhou Qian said, “Wrong.”

The thoughts of the two girls also merged with everyone else’s.

The rest of the group thought simultaneously: What’s wrong?

Zhou Qian said, “Firstly, at the beginning of the game, the system stated that the maximum number of points is 24. At that time, 1 point was equivalent to 1 hour. This might be hinting that the game might not exceed 24 hours.”

“Secondly, if such a thing really happened in the real world, a few hours of experimentation would definitely not suffice. Sarah would conduct the experiment strictly based on scientific principles, setting up control groups and iterating…”

“But after all, this is a simplified version of a complex setup in a game instance.”

“While the story is largely logical, there are also many idealized elements. For instance, in a world where technology has advanced to the creation of the ‘Mirror of All Things’, would there still be an ignorant and backward town?”

“Considering these two points, I think Sarah’s experiment only happens this afternoon. We are just her lab rats for this one experiment. She won’t sustain us forever. Do you really think—”

“That when we accumulate 24 points and achieve 100% of the main mission, Sarah will let us go when she appears?”

“Would she really let us live in Beautiful Flower Town peacefully, as she promised?”

“Exactly, she won’t.” Ke Yuxiao immediately agreed with Zhou Qian’s judgment. “If she could merge everything directly, she wouldn’t care. But the accident changed her plans.”

“At this stage, she can’t merge everyone directly, can’t make everyone obey her mind commands. Under this circumstance, she still needs to keep her conspiracy hidden.”

“That’s right.” Zhou Qian continued, “Earlier on the tower’s top, we almost saw the entire layout of this level, but we didn’t find the location of the boiler or reactor building. This means the power station has been demolished.”

“Meanwhile, Shirley and the cat were both moved to the underground floors of the tower, hidden from the world.”

“So, at this stage, Sarah is really afraid of others knowing her secret.”

“The only ones who know her secret are us. She won’t give us a chance to reveal them.”

“Once this afternoon’s experiment ends and Sarah gets the data she wants, we’ll be useless to her. She will kill us.”

Upon hearing this, Qi Liuxing felt a heavy burden in his heart and frowned. “Once we leave this high wall, in the eyes of all the townspeople, we are monsters. Remember, they all think this is the work of a witch. We will be seen by the townspeople as accomplices of the witch. It would be a matter of course for Ryan, as the mayor, to execute us.”

“Damn… this game…”

Wu Ren cursed. “If we don’t accumulate 24 points, we can’t wait for Ryan to open the door. But once he opens the door, he might kill us. How do we handle this?”

“In this world, there’s a satisfying way to take revenge.”

Suddenly, Zhou Qian stood up, smiled, and said in a deep voice, “That is, when someone sets a trap, you turn it around and use it against them.”

Ke Yu Xiao seemed to have sensed something.

Before he could ask, he already heard Zhou Qian’s thoughts in his mind.

Qi Liuxing hadn’t had time to digest Zhou Qian’s lightning-fast thoughts when he heard Zhou Qian speak in a familiar, bewitching tone.

“Sarah keeps us here like lab rats, watching us mutate. Well, we’ll show her a mutation.”

“Sarah wants to create monsters. Then let her be destroyed by the monster she created.”

The familiar, passionate excitement from Zhou Qian’s words surged again, and Qi Liuxing immediately stood up.

Drawing his long sword, barely holding it with what could be called a hand, Qi Liuxing decided to join Zhou Qian in a big fight.

Suddenly remembering something, he asked Zhou Qian, “By the way, what’s the deal with your side task? With the main task four memory fragments found, your side task is also 50% complete?”

“The main task is split into two parts: first, reach 24 points; second, find the four memory segments. It’s a hidden achievement.”

“As for my side task, it’s probably another ultimate hidden achievement. My side task is also split into two parts. The first is those four memory segments. As for the second part…”

At this point, the sunset appeared in the sky.

Zhou Qian’s silhouette stretched a long shadow in the reddish sunset.

Without looking back, he said, “I’ve already planted a solution. Just wait and see.”

Wu Ren: From what Zhou Qian is implying… it seems like everything is under control? Should I just sit back and watch us clear the game?

Qi Liuxing: No! Don’t get too excited too early! Knowing him… he’s going to go big! You might not be able to handle it! But… even so…

He once mocked me for being childish. But his plan now is just as silly!

Wait for our bodies to mutate and become stronger—deal with Ryan, eradicate the conspiracy—save the world, where am I wrong?!

Ke Yuxiao: Ahem, apart from thinking about how to mutate and become stronger, we also have a math problem to consider.

Situ Qing: If you need manpower for a fight, call me. Just don’t make me solve math problems.

Yin Jiujiu: See, who’s the one with the low IQ?

Qi Liuxing: What math problem?

Ke Yuxiao: It’s quite simple. We just need to be careful during the process. As the six of us may continue to “fuse”, once fused, when entering A13 to increase points, it’s synchronized. When going to the ink grass area to reduce points, it’s also synchronized.

Qi Liuxing: Right. In the extreme case where all six of us are fused into one entity, when we increase or decrease points, it will be in multiples of six. If we’re not careful, we’ll never reach 24.

Ke Yuxiao: Exactly. While we follow Zhou Qian’s method to find plants and animals that can strengthen us, I’ll simultaneously do the calculations to ensure we reach 24.

Impressed, Qi Liuxing praised him: “Yuxiao, you’re truly reliable!”

Ke Yuxiao gave a faint smile. “Let’s go.”

Wu Ren silently followed Zhou Qian: Haa…

……

About an hour later, under Zhou Qian’s mental guidance, the players completed their mutations, and their combined life points reached 24.

At that moment, they were standing next to the bizarre ink grass area. They had just left the ink grass after reducing their life points and walked onto the main road.

The system quickly sent a message.

[The combined life points of surviving players reached 24. Mayor Ryan is pleased. Task completion rate 100%.]

Almost instantly, there was a noise in the sky.

Several drones flew by.

In an instant, the cameras on the drones all focused on the players.

Six highly mutated creatures, amidst the exotic flora, appeared on the TVs of countless homes in Beautiful Flower Town through the drone cameras.

A helicopter soon arrived and hovered above the players.

Ryan’s voice, broadcast loudly, reached the players and the townsfolk:

“I’ve found the root of the evil spirits! This wall hides the witches’ secrets. These six monsters… are their creation. Look at how terrifying they are! We must kill them all!”

“Fire can cleanse all evil. The once beautiful Weir Mountain has been corrupted. I must set it ablaze. Let’s burn it all, burn the evil spirits, and burn the monsters birthed from them!”

After Ryan finished speaking, more helicopters flew in, pouring buckets of gasoline over the players.

Following that, fire was ignited.

A small box dropped from a helicopter, automatically opening upon landing, releasing flames that quickly ignited the gasoline, engulfing the players in a sea of fire.

Despite their mental preparation, all players, except Zhou Qian, couldn’t help but panic.

Wu Ren: Damn it, Xiao Qi was right. Zhou Qian went too big… I’m starting to regret this.

Qi Liuxing: We’re past the point of no return. We have to continue! We have to save Beautiful Flower Town and all of humanity!

Wu Ren: Fuck, why did I end up on a team with an extremist lunatic and a childish teenager?


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