Draw an NPC ID card at the beginning of the game [unlimited]

It seems to be a diary, but it is actually more important "rules".

Accompanied by the few words Qi Wuyuan wrote on the black book, nothing seemed to happen in the bedroom.

Qi Wuyuan put down the quill, and looked out the window behind the desk.

The circular light source hit the bedroom floor, and compared to the previous light range, it is now a circle smaller.

Because of the orientation of Qi Wuyuan's bedroom, he couldn't see the garden in the front hall, but at this time, the lush green outside the window was illuminated by the moonlight, and the faint outline was very dense.

Qi Wuyuan closed the black leather book, picked up a light candlestick with only one candle on it, extinguished the other candles on the desk, got up and walked to the bed.

The flame of a single candle on the candlestick was even weaker, and the area in the bedroom was eroded by darkness was larger, and the unknown monster covered in black shadow took another step closer to the target.

After Qi Wuyuan put the candlestick on the bedside table, he lifted the quilt and sat on the bed casually.

Leaning his back against the head of the bed, he yawned lazily.

Qi Wuyuan didn't care about the monster in the room at all.

He lay down on the bed, stretched out his hand to pull the quilt, and buried himself in the soft mattress.

Qi Wuyuan's cheek was pressed against the soft quilt, he measured his body, and said normally: "Blow out the candle, thank you, sir."

It was no surprise that there were other beings in the room.

After Qi Wuyuan said this politely and respectfully, the candle on the bedside was quickly extinguished.

The room was plunged into total darkness.

"Good night, kind sir."

At this time, the honorable Earl said good night wantonly.

The huge black shadow monster that occupied almost the entire room helped him extinguish the last light source, and the room finally fell into darkness that the monster had no scruples about.

After a long time, until the person on the bed breathed steadily and fell asleep completely, the abnormally dense darkness in the room did not completely fade away.

He didn't make any unnecessary moves towards the distinguished Earl, and slowly exited the room.

At this time, the moonlight could finally pass through the glass in the bedroom and shine in through the curtains.

The "rustling" sound in the corridor also reappeared from far and near.

Qi Wuyuan fell into sleep, and his body was rested.

He seems to have had a dream.

Winter and ice and snow are the eternal themes in the North.

Outside the house was covered with snow and solitude, and the sparks in the fireplace kept beating and crackling.

The plush carpet thoughtfully covers the whole house, and you can feel enough softness and comfort when you step on it. The room is decorated warmly and luxuriously, and the exquisite decorations that can be seen everywhere reveal a style that does not match the style of the northern border. Another style.

Everywhere in the room can reflect the warm layout in winter.

Qi Wuyuan felt that his point of view was occasionally the third point of view overlooking the entire room, and occasionally the first point of view of the young man sitting on the sofa by the fireplace.

In the dream, in the presentation of the absurd perspective, Qi Wuyuan can feel that the third perspective of himself looking down is getting closer and closer, and the first perspective with the youth as the main body has undergone a certain shift. The vision is from the youth's body Disengagement gradually transformed into a kind of second vision.

The afternoon sun pours into the house, and the soft crackling of the fireplace is relaxing.

The warm atmosphere changed completely until Qi Wuyuan felt the two separated visions slowly merge.

The third perspective is lowered in front of the young man's face, and when the first perspective is transformed into the second perspective, the two perspectives coincide.

At the moment of overlap, Qi Wuyuan uncontrollably looked directly at the young man's face.

This face made Qi Wuyuan feel extremely familiar - it was himself.

There was no trace of life on the paper-like skin.

Tears of blood that had dried and turned black still hung on his face, his eyes were not closed, and he still maintained the last vivid appearance before his death.

Sitting on a chair, he was pierced through the heart by four or five sharp arrow feathers, and firmly nailed his body to the sofa.

Qi Wuyuan saw a young man who looked exactly like him looking at him and slowly said: "Northern..."

Qi Wuyuan could only hear the beginning of a sentence, and he couldn't understand the rest of the sentence no matter what.

The fire in the fireplace died out, leaving only a black residue.

A big hole was broken in the roof, and the strong wind mixed with blizzard poured into the house, blowing all kinds of furniture in the house toppled, broken glass shards on the ground, and thick dust and melted dust accumulated on the clean carpet. The snow water was so dirty that the original color could hardly be seen.

The whole house was reduced to a ruin.

The wind whipped the exposed eaves with a whining, fluttering sound.

The biting cold has not yet made Qi Wuyuan react.

Being in a dream, Qi Wuyuan's reaction became dull.

He was still looking at "self" uncontrollably, and suddenly, the cold that he hadn't gotten used to disappeared, and the cramped black smoke billowed up.

A certain urge to breathe, almost unstoppable cough pulled Qi Wuyuan's feelings.

In the grotesque dream, one second it was still a cold winter tens of degrees below zero, and the next second there was thick smoke rising from all directions.

The house with the best view and the best original layout in the castle was engulfed in flames in an instant.

More and more thick smoke made Qi Wuyuan feel cramped.

The air is plundered, and breathing becomes more and more oppressive.

There are fiery heat waves everywhere, and everything within the reach of the eyes is burnt black.

The young man who was nailed to death on the seat by the arrow feathers and who looked exactly like Qi Wuyuan was covered in flames, and the flames rolled in front of his eyes that were as dazed as stagnant water.

In this dream, Qi Wuyuan seems to be just a soul floating in the air without any sense of existence.

The boundless fire burned everything on the snow field, and buried all the past under the scorched earth.

Silence is the eternal theme in winter.

Together with this house, he was kept in the north forever.

Qi Wuyuan suddenly opened his eyes.

He sat up from the bed, breathing heavily to calm down.

It is rare for Qi Wuyuan to show such a violent reaction to something.

Dense cold sweat oozes from his forehead, and Qi Wuyuan stretches out his hand to cover his chest lightly, belatedly.

His face was pale, a faint gloom enveloped Qi Wuyuan's whole body, he blinked his eyes, and killed the dazed emotion that just woke up.

Qi Wuyuan lowered his head slightly, and there were clear and unclear fluctuations in his eyes.

The indelible loneliness and the deepest despair in the absurd dream brought Qi Wuyuan unforgettable memories.

He doesn't like this feeling very much.

Qi Wuyuan rubbed his forehead, his thoughts were hidden again, no one could grasp the true thoughts in his heart, and he returned to his previous alienated and indifferent appearance.

He lost his sleepiness, and saw through the heavy curtains that there was a faint light outside the window, so he simply got up and got out of bed.

Qi Wuyuan didn't take off the mask for a moment, except when he went to wash in the bathroom where the live broadcast room would not be filmed.

The days are short and the nights are long in Rupert City, and the sky is bright outside the window. At this time, it was already past six in the morning, and the live broadcast room with a black screen was reopened.

Qi Wuyuan opened the closet and changed into different clothes before walking out of the room.

The flower pinned outside the door has been replaced with another blue rose picked this morning, and the dew on the petals has not disappeared.

Qi Wuyuan walked out of the door, seemingly unintentionally glanced into the corridor.

The ten doors where the players live are distributed symmetrically at the end of the corridor. During the day, thick curtains are drawn on the windows of the manor corridor to block the sunlight.

The hanging lamps on the walls of the corridor illuminated the environment at this time like it was at night.

The white anti-bone flowers pinned to each player's door were replaced by the servants on time at six o'clock in the morning.

Among all the white flowers, the doors of two players are very unique—the flowers on their doors are black anti-bone flowers.

Two black flowers stand out from the rest of the eight white flowers.

After seeing the situation at the door of the player's room clearly, Qi Wuyuan withdrew his gaze,

He walked towards the front hall, and as soon as he reached the stairs, he bumped into Lu Sien who was coming down from the third floor.

Long silver-white hair was tied behind the man's head, and his scarlet eyes were like precious red gemstones.

Seeing Qi Wuyuan on Lu Sien's originally expressionless face, he was stunned for a moment, and then showed a gentle smile.

"Good morning, Yuan."

Lu Sien walked to his side, and the two walked downstairs together.

Qi Wuyuan nodded slightly in response to Lu Sien's words.

Lu Sien said with a little deep meaning: "Is Yuan not satisfied with the servants in the manor?"

"If you have any dissatisfaction, you can tell me, you are my honored guest."

After Lu Sien finished speaking, he rolled his eyes and said, "It has a different meaning from those guests."

"If there is anything that satisfies you about the servants in the manor, just tell me, I don't mind asking Ed to prepare some more fertilizer for the garden."

After thinking for a while, Qi Wuyuan knew what Lu Sien meant by these words.

"No."

He habitually refuted Lu Sien: "I'm not used to it, and it has nothing to do with them."

The reason why Lu Sien said this to Qi Wuyuan was that he saw that Qi Wuyuan walked out of the bedroom alone, and there was no servant serving him after he got up in the morning.

Lu Sien noticed this detail from the very beginning.

After hearing Qi Wuyuan's answer, Lu Sien joked: "I don't think you are used to it."

"Yuan answered me so quickly, as if he was really preventing me from turning them into fertilizer."

Qi Wuyuan has always disliked Lu Sien's jokes, he ignored Lu Sien's misunderstanding of him, and went straight downstairs.

Lu Sien also skipped this topic and invited him to have breakfast in the small restaurant.

The small dining room in the manor is different from the banquet restaurant where guests are formally entertained. The tables in the small dining room are much smaller, with exactly twelve seats.

When Lu Sien brought Qi Wuyuan over, Butler Ed had already stood in the corner of the small restaurant against the wall for a long time.

After seeing the two of them, Butler Ed walked up to salute and greet them.

"Master Lu Sien, Lord Earl, good morning."

Qi Wuyuan was led to sit on the left side of the main seat as usual.

Lu Sien sat on the main seat, and the servants began to serve the prepared breakfast in an orderly manner. Butler Ed stood to the side and prepared to report on the little things that happened last night.

It's just that Butler Ed was hesitant to speak. In the past, this time was the time for him to report to Lord Lu Sien, and only Lord Lu Sien was having breakfast alone, without other guests.

Butler Ed was about to ask Lu Sien tactfully, but was interrupted by Lu Sien: "What's the matter?"

Lu Sien didn't mean to shy away from Qi Wuyuan, so Butler Aide said it with confidence.

"My lord, when John the gardener was about to start work this morning, he found that the front garden had been vandalized last night, and the damage was very serious."

"John the gardener has always trimmed the front garden very neatly. He has always been the best gardener in the manor. The damaged front garden is also the result of his labor that he cares about the most,"

Butler Ed said distressedly: "John Gardener is still very sad until now."

"How beautifully the front garden was kept, it's heartbreaking news that this work of art was vandalized last night."

Lu Sien frowned. After hearing what Butler Ed said, the man was noncommittal, and he let out a deep voice: "What else?"

Butler Ed told the truth: "No more, my lord."

"After hearing the unfortunate news early in the morning, I took the servants to check. The servants also went to check all the places near the front garden, and no other places were damaged."

Butler Ed paused, and then said: "The servants who just checked the kitchen said that Chef Rauble reported to them that a few sausages and a lamb chop in the kitchen were missing."

"I lost food in the kitchen..."

After hearing this sentence, Lu Sien looked at Qi Wuyuan with a half-smile.

Qi Wuyuan was not affected, he lowered his head and continued to pick and choose from the breakfast on his plate.

Seeing Qi Wuyuan eating breakfast, Lu Sien chuckled lightly, his brows and eyes stretched.

"I know about this."

"Ed, since breakfast is ready, let's ask the guests to come downstairs to enjoy it."

Lu Sien didn't take a sip of the food on the dinner plate. He just picked up the goblet and casually drank a few sips of the sparkling wine specially brewed for him in the winery under his name.

"Take the guests to the restaurant in the back hall."

Lu Sien added another sentence.

"I still have something to say to the guests."

Butler Ed left after receiving the order, and Lu Sien turned his attention to Qi Wuyuan who was eating breakfast gracefully.

"Yuan, you finally accepted my invitation to come to Rupert City from the northern border..."

There was a lot of interest in Lu Sien's words.

Deadly danger lurks beneath casual language.

It's like some kind of terrifying existence buried deep under the ice layer and about to wake up from a long sleep.

"How about we play a game?"

Qi Wuyuan raised his eyes to look at him, when he said this, Lu Sien faced Qi Wuyuan without any concealment and showed another attitude.

The desire to win and lose in his eyes is strong, and the temperament of the upper position is fully highlighted. The desire to confront Qi Wuyuan again is Lu Sien's only thought now.

"I don't think you can beat me."

This used to be his regret.

Lu Sien said slowly: "Of course, I will give the winner the most precious jewel in all the collections in the manor "Rupert's Tears". "

"I thought about this game for a long time, and finally came up with an interesting gameplay. The winner may not necessarily be between the two of us."

There are also ten guests who have been invited to temporarily live in the manor.

"Do you still want to play?"

Qi Wuyuan looked straight at Lu Sien: "Play."

After Lu Sien's verbal provocation, his desire to win was also aroused.