Help, I've become a paper man

Song Yi was not sure whether it was appropriate for him to speak now, so he chose to give the right to talk to the young bodyguard. The other party was more experienced and became alert skillfully, obviously discovering something that he had not figured out yet.

Leave professional matters to more professional people.

Jasmine did not respond, but asked: "Where are we having lunch?"

The maid didn't answer immediately. She was clearly stunned for a few seconds before she said, "Lunch is over, dinner... no dinner!"

Her voice rose in pitch, the last syllable even sounded sharp, the lower half of her face twisted briefly, then she quickly returned to smiling, the corners of her lips rising even more sharply.

In such a weird situation, the air returned to silence again. The players stared at the maid, and the maid stood there, as if in a daze.

Half a minute later, she said, "Because of the continuous heavy rain and food shortage, the chef has gone out to look for food. There is no meal to be provided tonight. Guests who need to eat, please make their own arrangements."

Song Yi thought to himself: The five-star review for the food can also be deleted.

But Jasmine thought of something else, and the little girl's voice sounded, asking, "Where are we going to get food?"

The maid didn't answer. This time she just smiled and turned around to continue her previous work. She held a rag of unknown color and wiped the long table.

Jasmine glanced at Song Yi, then at the boy. The three of them did not communicate with each other immediately, but started to act at the same time. Instead of approaching the maid, they slowly left the banquet hall.

The sky was full of dark clouds, and they returned to the corridor and looked up at the sky. It was difficult to tell the time. Judging from their own perception, not much time had passed, and it should be only noon, but the sky was darker at this time. It was unclear whether it was due to the heavy rain or the approaching night.

In the sound of pouring rain and dim light, Jasmine's voice could be heard. She said, "My ability to distinguish hallucinations is not strong. My main strength lies in my physical body..."

As she spoke, her eyes turned to her teammates. The boy was silent as always and did not answer immediately. Song Yi hesitated for a moment and replied, "I'm not sure. It doesn't seem like an illusion."

He didn't expect Yan Changyue. Before the start of this instance, he could clearly feel that the mental power he had used up in the previous instance had been restored after a quick replenishment. When playing the game in the banquet hall, he didn't see the "sad" things that Jasmine said at the beginning, and even when he was thrown into the chessboard, he didn't suffer any physical discomfort.

However, he did not see Yan Changyue, nor did he think of Yan Changyue uncontrollably, as if the "help" he had felt in the first copy was just part of an illusion, making him uncertain about what to say at this moment.

The boy spoke at this point, and simply said, "It's not an illusion," confirming his feelings.

But what is it?

Song Yi was even more confused. After he completed the novice trial and received the mission, he was directly thrown into the dungeon. He had not yet understood or learned the relevant knowledge, let alone had any "experience". He had no choice but to turn his attention to Jasmine. This time his confusion was not eliminated, but became even worse.

Jasmine didn't look at him. She lowered her head and shook it slowly. She seemed to remember something, but was troubled by why and found it difficult to make a decision.

So, Song Yi turned his attention to the boy, wanting to hear what this big man, who rarely spoke but always said shocking things when he opened his mouth, had to say.

The boy slowly raised his head, looked at him, and said slowly, "Go to the study."

Song Yi asked: "What?"

"To the Duke's study," the boy repeated.

Okay, let’s go talk to the boss about dinner directly. Good idea. First, we need to figure out where the study is.

Song Yi asked: "Do you know where the study is?"

The boy slowly lowered his head and did not answer, which made Song Yi sigh. He felt that there was still a long way to go. The three of them took action again and began to look for the study. They wandered back and forth on the empty first floor as if they were homeless.

During this time, Song Yi couldn't help but ask, "Why are you going to the study?"

The one who answered him was not the boy, but Jasmine. The girl's voice sounded and said concisely: "If the mission cannot be pushed forward, go to see the boss directly. There will always be a solution."

Song Yi could understand this logic, but the question was, why did he feel that the Duke was in the study and not somewhere else?

Song Yi originally wanted to ask, but suddenly thought of what happened in the garden. The boy seemed to be able to see something they didn't know, so he simply shut up and started exploring with the two of them.

The stairs have returned to normal, it seems that they have unlocked the relevant plot, so they can continue to explore and unlock the map again. According to the tricky nature of Noah's Ark, if they hadn't met the maid, they would not be able to go upstairs tonight and return to their room. Who knows what might happen.

The way upstairs is not far, and there is not much space to explore on the second floor. The three of them opened the door and walked around. When they set foot on the third floor again, they did the same operation. As expected, they found nothing. There are the same number of rooms and the same locations as on the second floor. The difference may be indoors, but the three of them have no way of knowing at the moment.

They continued to go up to the fourth floor, facing a carved wooden door. Song Yi paused and subconsciously complained: "Is this ordinary or not? Is this modeler..."

He swallowed back the rest of the words, and it was all thanks to Jasmine's elbow that he immediately learned to be careful with his words and actions.

At the same time, the boy took a step forward, put his index finger on the door panel, and knocked slowly three times, without any sense of urging or casualness.

Song Yi straightened his body slightly, and cooperated with his two teammates, assuming a posture that could barely be considered "dignified".

The door slowly opened in front of them, and the person who appeared before was unexpected. It was not the duke, nor the maid, but Jian Nuanyang, who was also a player. Song Yi subconsciously tensed his body, and the possibility of a battle popped up in his mind.

Jian Nuanyang just glanced at him, turned sideways and made way.

The Duke was sitting on a long sofa on one side, and the young man was sitting on the left side of the sofa opposite. The right side was empty. It was obvious at a glance that the person who had just sat there was Jian Nuanyang. After the three of them walked into the study, Jian Nuanyang closed the door again, walked naturally to the sofa, and sat down there under Song Yi's gaze.

The situation is now even more awkward, with three people sitting and three standing. Even though the reminder said that no other projects would be arranged today, there might be others besides "projects".

After all, their dinner was not yet settled.

In silence, the Duke propped up his chin, glanced at everyone, and said slowly: "I'm surprised that everyone is so enthusiastic."

Song Yi blinked and didn't answer. The others also remained silent.

The Duke continued, "It seems that the game just now was too boring. No one is interested in it. But the rain hasn't stopped yet, and I don't feel like eating. It's boring to just sit here. Why not play something more relaxing and interesting?"

Once again, the true purpose was revealed, and the bloodless "death" invited them again.

Participate in the game and get food, or give up the game and suffer the consequences.