Forces of Temptation

Nan Zhou didn't answer but instead asked, "How did you catch me?"

Nan Zhou was dishonest, and {Jiang Fang} did not force him to answer immediately.

His madness seems to be only for the real {Nanzhou} to show, now that his reason has returned, he is convinced that the monster Nanzhou in front of him is not the {Nanzhou} he cherishes, his expression is much gentler.

He seems to be better at communicating than the [Southern Zhou] in the previous world.

He replied, "...you fell off the roof."

Nan Zhou: "...Huh?"

The contrast between his appearance and his confusion caused {Jiang Fang} to cast an interesting glance at him: "I was planning to kill monsters tonight, but suddenly I heard a sound from the tiles on the roof, and you fell to the balcony."

……what.

Nan Zhou nodded, thinking without any embarrassment: I brought it to my door.

Speaking of which, the real encounter between him and Jiang Fang also started with the action of "jumping off the balcony".

If Li Yinhang was here, he would definitely complain about the ooc fanfiction plot that abused the plot of the original work.

But Nanzhou thought a little deeper.

... He sensed a sense of disobedience.

When switching from the first world to the second, the time switch is instantaneous.

He remembered very clearly that he appeared directly opposite the house of [Nanzhou], and there was basically no obvious time difference during the period.

But when cutting from the second world to the third world, it is obviously not so silky.

For quite a long period of time, Nan Zhou didn't have a clear consciousness, including what {Jiang Fang} said about "falling from upstairs", he didn't even feel any pain.

This can certainly be regarded as the full moon in the third world affecting his personal consciousness, but Nanzhou cannot take this change lightly.

What he worried about was that the farther he was from the original world, the more chaotic his mental state would be when he traveled through the box.

This kind of "acclimatization" does not matter in normal times, but in the crisis-ridden box world, it will only make his actions more and more passive.

Nanzhou did not forget the content in the game description.

【Whatever, try to escape from here, even so, it's just escaping into the next story. 】

[Unless you can find a ticket and get on the train away from the tragedy. 】

He knew that his purpose was to find a ticket.

However, he searched in the first world to no avail, and in the second and third box worlds, he was quite passive.

In the second box, he had no time at all.

If it hadn't been for finding out the law of the box's appearance in time and smashing the glass of [Jiang Fang]'s house, [Nanzhou] might have opened the box of this world and destroyed his own world with his own hands.

In the third box, he lost his freedom.

Wanting to complete the action of "opening the box" by hand is even more difficult for Nanzhou today, and it is almost impossible to escape and find a ticket under the full moon in the town.

Similarly, Nan Zhou will never forget the weird comment that flashed on the huge sky when he opened the box...

Before he could figure out a clue, {Jiang Fang} snapped his fingers in front of his eyes, urging him to regain his senses.

{Jiang Fang} quickly explored the way to get along with the person in front of him: "I'll answer a question, and you answer a question?"

Nan Zhou didn't speak.

If he agreed, Nan Zhou would not have many important questions to ask {Jiang Fang}.

On the contrary, {Jiang Fang} was able to extract a lot of information from him.

He knew that if {Jiang Fang} had a similar temperament to his brother Fang, the more information he had, the more disadvantageous he would be.

But if he blindly resists passively, {Jiang Fang}, who holds the absolute initiative, may take some actions against him that he doesn't like.

... Dilemma.

Seeing that Nan Zhou didn't answer, {Jiang Fang} pulled a chair by himself, sat down on the side of the bed, put his fingers together, and put them on the wrist of his injured hand: "You said, there is a box to destroy this world. My secret, what is that?"

Nan Zhou: "I can't tell you."

{Jiang Fang}: "Hey, this is too unfair."

He moved his fingers away from Nan Zhou's wrists, crossed his elbows on his knees, leaned forward, and raised the legs of the chair, like a curious, lively and gentle young man: " Come talk to me, I'm really curious."

Nan Zhou looked at him without saying a word.

He looked so normal, so horribly normal.

{Jiang Fang} also saw the alertness in Nan Zhou's expression, and tilted his head with crooked eyes: "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Nan Zhou: "I look very similar to the {Nan Zhou} you care about."

{Jiang Fang} smiled: "Well, it's exactly the same."

Nan Zhou: "There are two similar people in this world, don't you mind?"

{Jiang Fang} shrugged: "So I'm asking you?"

After this seemingly unintentional remark, he glanced at the butterfly tattooed on Nan Zhou's wrist.

Just now, he has tried it with his fingers at close range.

This tattoo is an old injury, not painted in a short time.

{Jiang Fang}'s eyes started from the wrist of Nan Zhou's body, and walked inch by inch to his face: "A face so similar... I thought you were Duoshe. But the existence of this tattoo shows that you are just another Someone who looks exactly like him."

He propped his chin, stared at Nanzhou, and speculated: "You have the attributes of a monster, and you obviously know this attribute very well, so after you confirmed that there was a full moon outside the window, you didn't even try to escape."

"You're another monster. But I've never seen you in town."

"I have dissected many monsters, and so far, none of them have the ability to transform."

When the word "anatomy" was mentioned, {Jiang Fang} showed a trace of longing and curiosity towards Nan Zhou, and his eyes wandered around his lower abdomen, as if looking for a suitable direction to insert the knife.

{Jiang Fang} raised his hand and put it on Nan Zhou's forehead.

Nan Zhou dodged back for a while, the corners of his mouth were slightly bent, and his expression showed obvious discomfort.

{Jiang Fang} turned a blind eye to his resistance: "So, combined with this information, you are a... little monster from outside."

As he spoke, he moved closer to Nanzhou, and said softly and softly: "Your purpose is very clear. You will find that box when you come here. The box is your main goal in this world, isn't it?"

He stopped, no longer continued to analyze, and only carefully looked at Nan Zhou's face that was gradually losing color.

Seeing his thin lips tightly pursed, {Jiang Fang} sighed: "I've said so much, but you still don't want to say anything about the box?"

"I know you want to procrastinate until the box arrives." He said, "If it weren't for your own physical inconvenience, you wouldn't be wasting time with me here."

Nan Zhou closed his eyes, not allowing him to read even a single bit of information from his eyes.

{Jiang Fang} also noticed his determination, and after sighing vaguely, he reached out to support his chin: "Please open your mouth."

Although it was in a pleading tone, his thumb firmly pressed against the muscles of Nanzhou's cheek, forcing him to loosen his clenched teeth.

He put a clean white towel into his mouth, and immediately expressed his purpose in a gentlemanly manner: "If you call in his voice, I may be very troubled. So please bear with me."

After finishing this thoughtful explanation, {Jiang Fang} pressed the tip of his index finger against his temple.

His manicured thin and hard nails, like nails, firmly wedged the corner of Nan Zhou's temple, and slowly exerted force, gradually tightening.

Jiang Fang also did the same thing to him, but at that moment, his mood was different.

At that time, Nan Zhou's brain was like a white peacock-like light strain flora, in a completely relaxed situation, released hormones similar to courtship, urging him to "open the screen" layer by layer in his brain, making him emotionally difficult suppress.

But {Jiang Fang}'s movements are completely different from Jiang Fang's.

All he had learned from these monsters he hated so much were methods of torture.

Nan Zhou only felt that the inside of his skull was like a small needle puncture, and the pain was unbearable, but he was not used to showing the pain on his face, so he still kept his expressionless face, swallowed his muffled hum, his face was as pale as paper, but the color of his lips remained unchanged. He squeezed his lips tightly intermittently, and it became wet and red.

{Jiang Fang} is not in a hurry to ask anything from him, but just wants him to fully experience and fear this pain, and then start his next cross-examination with ease.

He explained slowly: "I have done experiments on many monsters, and this trick works well for them."

He asked the questions he wanted to ask in advance: "I searched, but you don't have a key. How are you going to open the box?"

"What's in the box? The things that can destroy this world, do you mean the weapons that can kill me?"

"Or the weapon that kills all the monsters in this world?"

"Or, are you here to kill Nan Zhou?"

"Is there a mechanism in the box? Will the first person who opens it be able to grasp the ultimate weapon immediately, or will he be killed by the mechanism?"

"Since you said that this world will be destroyed after the box is opened, how do you plan to leave this destroyed world?"

"What is your true identity? Did you come to this world voluntarily?"

After slowly explaining all the questions he wanted to ask, {Jiang Fang} let go of his hand, and removed the wet towel stuffed in Nan Zhou's mouth: "I'm offended."

Nan Zhou lightly pressed his tongue against the painful inner wall of his mouth, gasped for several times, and managed to hold his breath, a thin layer of water mist emerged from his eyes.

He looked directly at {Jiang Fang} with these hazy eyes, and said, "...Didn't you say that if you ask a question, I will ask a question? You have exceeded the standard."

{Jiang Fang} didn't expect that he would dare to bargain with him after he suffered so much and had fallen to the point where he was at the mercy of others.

He whistled lightly: "I'm sorry, it's my fault. Well... then let's come one by one? You..."

Nan Zhou interrupted him: "When I asked a question just now, you didn't answer my question directly. So it's still my turn."

{Jiang Fang} raised his eyebrows slightly, and was very interested in Nan Zhou's attempt to turn his back on customers: "Sorry, I forgot, which question did you ask?"

Nanzhou stared at him: "If I were you, on nights like this, I would always keep the person I want to protect wholeheartedly by my side, and I wouldn't let him leave my sight for even a second... So, my question is , there are two similar people like me and him in the world, do you not care?"

{Jiang Fang} frowned for a moment.

Nan Zhou also knew the answer in advance from the change in his expression.

He nodded: "Well, I see. You don't need to answer."

{Jiang Fang} watched his eyes gradually darken: "...what do you know?"

"You have long understood that there is something wrong with this world, and maybe you also know that {Southern Boat} is not normal, maybe it is a monster... Maybe you have known it since you were very young. It's just that you hope that he is not. So you are afraid to see He weakened and mutated during the full moon, so you dare not stay by his side..."

{Jiang Fang}'s reaction after seeing him appeared before Nan Zhou's eyes.

If he is really ignorant and has been successfully deceived by {Southern Zhou} for so many years, then his adjustment speed is really too fast.

His morbid murmurs to himself, every word and every sentence, are nothing but mourning and self-mockery when his faint hope is shattered.

Nan Zhou hit the nail on the head: "I accidentally tore through the disguise you have been working so hard on all this time, didn't I?"

"……You are really smart."

{Jiang Fang} slowly stroked his cheek with an approving attitude.

His fingertips were icy cold, and all the way down, he suddenly grabbed Nan Zhou's neck and leaned him hard against the head of the bed, causing the back of Nan Zhou's head to almost hit the wall.

{Jiang Fang}'s voice seemed to be a smile but not a smile, and was stern: "...I really hate you."

Nan Zhou thought, I hate you too.

I'm smart and he likes me.

When the whole person was pushed by {Jiang Fang} so that half of his body was close to the head of the bed, Nan Zhou's neck was pinched and he fell back, but his body trembled.

He noticed something unusual.

A thought flashed through his mind.

But before he could think about it, {Jiang Fang} withdrew his hand in time, and Nan Zhou couldn't grasp the tail of that thought at all.

When Nanzhou tried his best to catch the little tail, {Jiang Fang} quickly recovered his gentle appearance: "It's my turn."