Help, I've become a paper man

The duke seemed to want to say something, or to realize something, with a thoughtful expression. After a few seconds, she stood up and said with a smile, "I suddenly thought of something. I need to go out and deal with it. See you later."

After saying that, without waiting for their reply, he stood up, leisurely left the room, and closed the door again.

The room returned to silence and no one spoke, just as everyone had their own guesses and no one was communicating. The safety here was questionable and no one wanted to speak first, nor did they want to be caught by the boss.

In this atmosphere, time passed slowly. When Song Yi and Jasmine pulled the boy to sit down at the Duke's original seat, only six minutes had passed. The door was pushed open again, and the person who had said "later" just now really came back "later".

The person who should have been embarrassed was not embarrassed at this time. Song Yi raised his hand and said "Hi" enthusiastically, but it could not change the reality that he occupied the Duke's seat.

The Duke paused as he entered, nodded slightly, and said, "I am glad that you are having fun, and I also hope that you will know that one of you will marry me."

As she spoke, her eyes fell on Song Yi, and the second half of the sentence came out naturally, saying: "I would have liked you when I was young."

Even so, judging from her appearance, she is only in her twenties, which is the prime of her life. She is young, beautiful, and wealthy enough.

Song Yi immediately said: "I like myself now."

After a few seconds of silence, the Duke corrected her, "When I was young, not now."

Song Yi did not breathe a sigh of relief. He said more seriously: "Sir, regardless of gender, everyone here is a minor. This is really not punishable."

"Do I have to enter the marriage option, or do I... forget it, I can't do it either. I already have a family, and marriage also requires the consent of parents and matchmakers. My stepfather will not agree to it."

While he was babbling nonsense, he gestured to Jasmine, trying to express his doubts and hoping to get affirmation. Unfortunately, Jasmine failed to react to what he meant and just supported her chin to watch the show.

Instead, the boy took over his words and asked, "Who are you?"

Yes, most people don't want to be caught making mistakes by the boss, even though many people are beginning to doubt the identity of the "Duke". The smiling Duke is a little lively, while the serious Duke's words are a little concise. Even if the error is not big, it will arouse suspicion. But this time, Song Yi was the first to charge forward and come for adventure.

The Duke looked at them and raised the corners of his lips, which was somewhat similar to what he had just said. He said lightly, "I am the host here. Okay, dinner has been arranged. Let's go to the kitchen to eat."

After saying that, she left calmly, as if she came in just to say this, leaving a room full of people with more doubts.

There were no system prompts in this game, and the rewards did not emphasize whether they were awarded to the Full Moon Team or to everyone. It was too sloppy.

But eating was important and time was a problem, so everyone left the study. Fortunately, the Cangyue team went upstairs to explore first and knew where the kitchen was. Without much trouble, they were taken to the kitchen. There was no chef inside, only a steaming stove with a blazing fire.

Jian Nuanyang rushed over first, put on some heat-insulating gloves, and under Song Yi's slightly dazed gaze, he picked up the pot, walked a few steps to the table, and placed it on the heat-insulating pad.

The others followed quietly. Jasmine noticed Song Yi's gaze and whispered, "Xiao Yi, you have to be diligent."

There was laughter and teasing in his words.

Song Yi did not answer, his mind was full of the report of "Iron T putting out fire". When he sat down at the table, Jian Nuanyang had already opened the lid of the pot, and the food inside appeared before their eyes. Everyone was frozen for a moment.

It was potatoes, not a big portion, probably prepared for three people. The copy was indeed not a tourist attraction, but the system was really not a good thing.

After complaining in their hearts, everyone still ate together. Even for someone like Song Yi, whose space was full and had no shortage of food, he still needed to complete the "dinner" plot. He didn't think he was the only one in this situation. There should be other people who also brought food, and no one chose to skip the step.

Likewise, it's not that the winners are kindhearted and don't worry about the distribution of rewards. The main reason is that one person is killed every day. No matter what, it's better to let more people survive and eat.

Dinner went quickly, even though Song Yi was curious about whether the other team went upstairs first and quickly explored the cleaning maid in the banquet hall or advanced the plot through other side quests. But after leaving the study, Jian Nuanyang regained his cold face, as if he didn't want them to communicate more. Song Yi didn't want to talk to him either. Everyone finished their meal quietly and went back to their rooms.

Song Yi opened the door and checked the room as usual. The problem was still with the aquarium. When he stopped, he was distracted for a moment. Jasmine, who was passing by, noticed this and asked with concern, "What's wrong?"

He came back to his senses and said, "Ah, this copy takes a long time. I want to go back and read the comics."

It wasn't a flare-up of his homebody nature, it was just an excuse. In fact, he was thinking that this time he didn't think about Yan Changyue uncontrollably, which gave him a strange feeling that was difficult to figure out.

His rebellious phase should have passed long ago, right?

While Song Yi was daydreaming, Jasmine had already returned to the room. She said "good night" to him before closing the door, as if she was going to rest early. He originally wanted to communicate the plot, but it was too late and his body had not felt tired yet. His physical fitness was strong enough now. He changed his mind and realized that it was already dark... He was not sure if time had accelerated or there were other reasons.

Song Yi reopened the door and began to explore at night. Unlike last night, the lights in the corridor were dimmer at this time. He could vaguely hear the sound of wind and rain outside. He moved forward along the path he had explored before.

He was still a little hesitant at first, but considering Jasmine's words about the danger and the lack of urgency in transforming into a beast, he stopped at the stairs on the first floor, stepped on the solid ground, and stared at the place where the stairs should have been. Last night's battle seemed like a dream, and he didn't need to consider Jasmine's reminder anymore.

There are no stairs leading to basement level tonight.

Song Yi paused for two seconds and began to walk around on the first floor. His night vision was still effective, but the exploration was completely useless, almost the same as during the day.

After more than ten minutes, Song Yi finally gave up and went back to his room. It didn't take him long to open the door, but he saw a fleshy calf first. Song Yi shuddered and quickly entered and closed the door.

Jasmine was sitting on the sofa, her legs hanging down and shaking, and the slippers hooked on her toes were shaking along with them. Her small body was nestled between the sofa pillows and the plush blanket, hidden tightly. Only when she heard the sound did she stick her head out to look.

It was difficult for Song Yi to express the emotion of "I thought there were body parts in the room when I first entered the room". He smiled again and said, "I'm so touched, Sister Moli, you didn't sleep yet, are you still waiting for me to come back?"

Jasmine shook her head. Her hair tie had been undone. She rolled on the sofa like a furry animal. Her round face was tense. She said seriously, "I'm afraid you'll die out there. This is an unusual daily routine. Unless there are special circumstances, don't go exploring by yourself at night. Be more careful."

At this point, she changed the subject and asked, "What's different from yesterday?"

Song Yi stared at her without saying anything. Jasmine shrank back slightly, her voice not so righteous, and she muttered: "... tomorrow, be more careful tomorrow. You have already gone out today, and you can't waste it."

He is really a child, Song Yi sighed in his heart, laughed, and told Jasmine his guess.