This NPC really has a problem

Although he wore a lot of clothes, Mr. Lu still felt that his whole body was frozen, and he felt alive again after entering the house.He took off his coat and hung it on the hanger by the door. The snowflakes melted quickly in the warm room, and a puddle of water accumulated on the ground.

Mr. Lu went to the fireplace to warm up the fire for a while, and his eyes fell on the kitchen door.The door was securely closed, and there was no movement; his guests had probably left.

It didn't take long for Mr. Lu to warm up, and when he returned to the kitchen, there was no one there.

His gaze rested on the bottom locker.

"You found an opportunity." Mr. Lu said lightly.

He opened the locker, and there was a thin, woman's skeleton curled up inside.

"I have a hunch," said the black-framed glasses seriously, "we won't survive tonight."

Bai Zhu echoed, "I think so too."

Bad is very puzzled: "Why don't I have such a hunch?"

Bai Zhu said: "This is a woman's sixth sense, of course you don't have it."

The black-framed glasses kicked her: "Get out, you don't want to sneak into our women's team."

Bai Zhu clicked his tongue: "If Mr. Lu really kills everyone tonight, I will lift up my skirt to scare him before I die."

Bad doesn't quite understand the persecution of NPC by this kind of women's clothing boss, so he silently stays away from him.

They are currently sorting out the information they have in a guest room on the third floor. Mr. Lu is very suspicious, and the stuff in the locker is completely unbelievable.

After all, they opened the door last night but were wiped out by the regiment.

Oh, and last night.

It was actually hard to find a problem with that calendar, but the gentle scum in their team had a good memory and was careful enough to find something wrong with the date.As long as one thinks deeply about the changed date, one's hair stands on end.

"Is the dungeon really reset?" Bai Zhu frowned. It stands to reason that if they were wiped out, it would be a gameover. The system gave a death reminder, and they did experience the same plot again...

wrong.

The two scenarios are different.

The gentle scum sitting behind the table and fiddling with the glass obviously also found something suspicious: "The first time we entered the dungeon at night, Mr. Lu chatted with us for more than an hour before leaving, but the second time he left directly without asking questions. Who we are and how we got stuck in the mountains was not asked."

"And," Bai Zhu said thoughtfully, "he called me Miss Bai."

Black-rimmed glasses: "We didn't tell him our names last night."

"But we told you the night before yesterday." The gentle scum stacked two glasses together, "so he didn't ask anything last night, because he knew these things the night before yesterday."

Bad leaned on: "But didn't we get cold the day before yesterday?"

If the dungeon is not reset, then what happened to them who died in this hut?

Someone knocked on the door.

The four of them are extremely sensitive now, and any slight disturbance will alarm them, not to mention the special knock on the door in this dungeon, and the gentle scum accidentally knocked over the chair when he stood up suddenly.

Mr. Lu's voice sounded outside the door: "The bread is ready, do you want some?"

Mr. Lu waited for a while before the door opened.

Bai Zhu said apologetically, "I've been waiting for a long time."

"It's okay." Mr. Lu glanced behind Bai Zhu, and saw that none of the four guests in the room was left, so he handed the plate with four cups of milk and six pieces of bread directly to Bai Zhu, "Just finished it." Yes, it should taste pretty good."

The milk and bread were steaming.

"Please Mr. Lu." Bai Zhu took the plate, still a little heavy.When he saw that Mr. Lu did not leave after delivering the food, his heart suddenly arose.

He was frantically thinking about how he would answer if Mr. Lu asked them why they appeared in the kitchen, but his face was very calm: "Is there anything else you can do?"

"No," Mr. Lu shook his head, "Just put the plates in the kitchen sink after you finish eating."

Bai Zhu nodded in response, and after Mr. Lu turned to leave, he reached out and tugged his sleeve by some coincidence.

Mr. Lu looked at him with some doubts.

Bai Zhu's hands trembled imperceptibly: "Well, I want to ask, do you know when the snow will stop?"

"I'm not sure," Mr. Lu said, "but it should take a few more days."

Mr. Lu originally wanted to ask Bai Zhu what he saw and heard in the kitchen, but in the end he didn't ask.

There is no need to ask about things that have been disposed of.

After Mr. Lu went back to the first floor to get his share of food, he went to the study.He really spent too much time making breakfast today, Mr. Lu thinks this is not a good sign.

He is not used to the rhythm of life being disrupted, but it was the same yesterday, and it is the same today.Mr. Lu was a little unhappy, and he didn't feel better until he opened the romance novel he hadn't finished reading last time.

There are a lot of books in the study room, roughly a thousand, including some unpopular books.But Mr. Lu is only interested in these romantic novels for no other reason. Reading such books can make him feel better.

Romance novels always have a happy ending.

Mr. Lu has always thought so, and the collection of books in the study has never disappointed him, so when the relationship between the hero and heroine took a turn for the worse in the second half of the novel, Mr. Lu was really dumbfounded.

He felt something was wrong.

He speeded up his reading, reassuring himself that the ending would not be what he didn't want to see.

Bai Zhu, as the player representative, returned the NPC's plate.

The quality of these four players is actually not very good. They haven't played a few serious horror games. Among them, the black-rimmed glasses will kill the star if they don't read the strategy.They were able to qualify for the closed beta of this horror game that Phylion Network had placed high hopes on because they were all rich, and Phylion Network was run by the Bai family.

Therefore, none of them dared to go to that weird kitchen.

In the end, he lost by chasing rock-paper-scissors, and was forced to be entrusted with important tasks.

After Bai Zhu dipped the plate into the sink, he hesitated for a long time, but finally curiosity prevailed.In the game, the player's curiosity would always swell to crush the desire to survive. He secretly poked close to the locker, and suddenly opened the door on the bottom floor.

There is nothing inside.

Bai Zhu let out a sigh of relief, not knowing whether it was joy or disappointment.

……

Today's Mr. Lu is Mr. Lu shrouded in low pressure.

Because of the love novel he just read, BE.

The four players didn't know that the NPC was immersed in the sadness of reading the abuse text, and thought that Mr. Lu was going to attack them.Even though Mr. Lu's cooking was delicious, the frightened players still couldn't eat it.

So Mr. Lu was even more sad.

He was washing the dishes, but his attention was on the window, which was clean now, but there was a bloody handprint on it not long ago.After the bloody handprint appeared, his day was not good. Mr. Lu felt that it was unreasonable for him to blame the bloody handprint, but unhappy people are always unreasonable.

Mr. Lu thought, he probably won't be able to sleep well tonight.

He always had to reason with people.

For example, don't mess up other people's houses casually.

Mr. Lu, who planned well, stayed by the fireplace until eleven o'clock, and then fell asleep on the sofa.

This time he slept so soundly that he didn't even hear the bell strike.