Isolated Island (10)

The Days I Clear Escape Games Pretending to be an NPCCh77 - Isolated Island (10)

The group of people could not see 'them' anymore once the water on the ground dried up, all the blood was wiped away, the clothes were wrung dry and hung up on suspending ropes, and the rain was kept out.

The corpses lying on the ground had also been moved outside, and everyone's expressions finally eased. lBS1VG

"Meow," the cat dug at the ground with its paw, looking for the puddle that had dried up. When Ren Yifei saw it, he scooped it up and put it in the bucket.

"You are..." there were some people who knew Ren Yifei's character's identity, but they were not familiar with him. Even after trying to call out for a long time, they still could recall his name. Of course, it was more likely that their memories were all fabricated in the first place, so they naturally would not know his name.

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"Gu Xingye," Ren Yifei added.

"That's right, Gu Xingye, what shall we do next?" The refugees who were wrapped in bath towels surrounded him. ES0AZT

In just a few minutes, Ren Yifei has completed the following operations:

Rescue them from their predicament (taught them to stay away from water).

Helped the group (move the corpse).

Took charge (his right to speak was established through a series of actions).

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Many worldly concepts could be put aside for the moment in a life-or-death situation.

Therefore, even though he was very young and seemed to barely be an adult, everyone still looked at him expectantly and asked him what to do next; they all treated him like he was their backbone.

En, only the three players looked indifferent.

"Wait," after thinking about it, Ren Yifei answered. JrctOP

"Just wait?"

"Yes. We don't know anything yet, so it is better to stay here and wait until dawn than to act rashly. Maybe there will be a turning point at dawn. If the water recedes or if there's a signal, we will be saved."

Since they could not come up with a better idea after a while, they all agreed after discussing it, "We'll listen to you."

Ren Yifei took a change of clothes and went into the utility room. A moment later, he came out in a pair of jeans, a white T-shirt and sandals. hWTEdt

"The waterproof suit is full of water," he laughed and went outside to empty the water, then turned the waterproof suit over to dry.

The rope in the mushroom house was already cramped with wet shirts and trousers.

"Squeak" at that moment, the glass door was pushed open and a capable-looking young woman wearing a chef's hat came over with a cart. She was stern like a serious housekeeper, "Would you like some ginger tea?"

Ren Yifei looked at the young chef who didn't seem to care about her clothes sticking to her skin and took out a bath towel from one of the baskets, "You, would you like to put this on?" HsOkAq

She then realised something and nodded reservedly, "Thank you."

Everyone in the room looked at her with vigilant eyes and was wary of the hot tea she brought in. Ren Yifei was the first to pick up a disposable paper cup. The ginger tea inside had a reddish-brown lustre and the faint aroma of red dates.

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He took a sip, "Oh, it's delicious, are there red dates in it?"

"En," the young chef replied. CKvPG5

If she wanted to harm them, then there was really no need to add red dates since it was superfluous.

Furthermore...

He thought of the disagreements between the people of the manor. The owner of the manor had made it clear that she would not interfere, while the others wanted to save them from the storm.

Going down the mountain in this weather was equivalent to seeking death, but if they stayed here, they would at least be safe for a while, even if there were traps.

Those 'disagreements' would be a redundant performance if the people of the manor wanted to harm them.

Ren Yifei does not know where the people of the manor stood, but he only trusted his own judgment. o4Jkyx

Speaking of which, there was something a bit particular about the people of the manor, and even the lunatic outside the gate was particular. They were not the same as the refugees, but they also were not players.

This instance was really interesting.

Since nothing happened after he drank the tea, the others also followed and poured themselves a cup of hot tea.

Their bodies immediately warmed up after the hot ginger tea was consumed. The group of refugees felt like they had returned to earth as they drank the ginger tea with bath towels draped over them. HEq3A5

"Thank you," they thanked the young chef awkwardly. Although they were clearly under someone else's roof, they still misunderstood her, and now they felt embarrassed and guilty.

"You're welcome. It's our duty," she nodded and pushed the cart away.

Everyone in the mushroom house sat on the ground again and formed a circle; they were now in much better spirits. Perhaps it was the effect of the soft bath towel, perhaps it was the effect of the hot drink in their hands, or maybe it was because they had a leader.

All in all, their mood seems to have eased a little, and it has become easier to communicate. VAlG1

"Can you tell me what you saw? Maybe, we can gain some information from it," Ren Yifei said while rummaging through his bag, "Oh, there's no paper and pen. Forget it, everyone, just say whatever you want."

"Or let's start with me? My name is Gu Xingye, male, 18 years old, a student..."

Seeing that he was taking the lead, they all said they did not mind and followed up with their own information despite their hearts still harbouring some doubts.

Including Ren Yifei, twelve people were present with eight surnames, most of whom have occupations related to fishing, but they were nothing like fishermen. RvDTjl

This island was so big, and yet there were so few people; how could there be eight surnames? It was highly unusual, but none of the NPCs found it strange.

The players observed the group— no, to be precise, they were observing Ren Yifei, studying his every expression, movement and speech.

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They did not necessarily know how to detect lies, but they could quickly pick out abnormalities.

However, everything seemed so natural that the players momentarily wavered between suspicion and self-doubt. evhuGo

"No, this NPC is not," the little girl looked at him and came to a conclusion.

This NPC could be seen talking and laughing normally, but in actuality, he was in a constant state of fear; his slightly trembling fingers were proof of this.

No player could control their body to this extent; this was purely instinct.

One cannot deceive one's own instinct. fgb2Sr

This NPC was simply pretending to be calm, and this was reflected in the way he spoke. Occasionally, there would be some incoherent speech followed by a gulping motion, proving that he was very nervous.

The glasses girl also came to the same conclusion.

The differences between players and NPCs were obvious. Even if he were a disguise specialist, his body would still present some artificial characteristics. However, she had been scrutinising him for so long. Although this NPC would occasionally present some unpredictable behaviours, these 'unpredictable' behaviours were not within the scope of being a 'violation'.

He was just a little clever and even a bit reckless. There was no need to pay attention to him. HREATe

After eliminating him from the list of suspects, the glasses girl and the little girl looked away simultaneously. They began to rule out the other NPCs— for example, the terrified yet curious middle-aged man from before.

Saman looked over, fixing his gaze on the person at the centre for two seconds before walking towards the crowd and squeezing into the centre.

He had just helped break the deceased's fingers and helped move the body, so several people recognised him and made room for him.

The little girl eyed Saman and asked wordlessly: What are you doing, player? pMtVZK

"It has nothing to do with you," Saman smiled slightly.

The glasses girl looked at the little girl, then at Saman, sneered and walked over to Ren Yifei at the centre. She asked, "Can I sit down?"

"Of course," Ren Yifei answered immediately.

Ren Yifei was at the centre, and Saman knew it as soon as he approached the group. In this cold, humid and depressing stormy weather, the scent of caramel uplifted his mood. qGZ86B

"This fragrance is really advantageous; just need to take one whiff, and you'll feel better. It seems that he's not so hateful anymore," Ren Yifei thought, turning his head around and flashing a smile.

Saman also replied with a smile.

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There were many people, and they all had similar experiences, so a lot of words could easily be exchanged. As a matter of fact, once Ren Yifei asked, their words all poured out like water from a bamboo pipe.

As expected, all these islanders also saw the corpses, the wet and badly decomposed bodies that had constantly been dragging them. As for the more complicated things, such as height, weight, and physical characteristics, they did not pay much attention because they were too scared. a7A bD

Then Ren Yifei asked when these strange things first appeared and whether there were any strange sightings at that time. As a result, without exception, they all started seeing these skeletons after that day's rainstorm.

Ren Yifei also shared some of his discoveries, such as his encounter with the stone crab he caught that day.

"Maybe because animals are unusually sharp and can detect things earlier than us," he made a guess.

After the discussion, there was no more information and no considerable progress was achieved. However, much of the stress and fear were relieved, and the islanders with some discrepancies in their personalities felt slightly relieved. AbdXr

"Don't worry, everyone. As long as we stay dry, we won't be in any immediate danger. Let's get some proper rest today. We can maintain our physical strength by each taking turns to guard for an hour. But..."

Ren Yifei paused, looked around, and continued, "We still have to eat and drink, but the food in the manor is limited.

"After staying tonight, whether it still rains tomorrow or not, I'm going to make a trip back and return with some supplies and food," he wiped his face, then added, "That is if the water recedes."

He smiled bitterly, "My house has been destroyed by the earthquake. I hope there's still something left for me after the earthquake. I don't know if the government can provide subsidies in the future." traVRh

Everyone present was silent. Most of them have also experienced the heavy rain, earthquakes and tsunami... They were very lucky to be able to get here alive.

"I'm going too. My house is a snack bar, so maybe there're still some things left. Canned products are easier to keep too," a young woman with a round face spoke up. She and another man were a married couple who ran a grocery store.

The others also had the same idea. There was just about everything over there, so they had to go back. Besides, there are not enough supplies for them here.

Ren Yifei nodded, and his eyes 'inadvertently' landed on her long nails. The red and green Christmas patterns on her nails were limited to a specific time of the year, but they had already grown a lot, and there were only a little bit remained on her fingers. 3hsTxX

The nails of adult humans in their twenties tend to grow at a rate of 1mm to 1.4mm per week.

This kind of Christmas-limited nails should have been done about three months ago, but it was currently June, so the time was not right.

"Cough cough," two NPCs were coughing and leaning against the wall as they tightened the towel around their bodies. The two seemed to have also caught a cold, but it did not seem serious.

"Are you okay?" Ren Yifei asked. t 4v70

They waved their hands, "It's nothing. I'll be fine tomorrow after drinking ginger tea and sweating it out."

"Also, two people can form a group for tonight's vigil, and each group will stay up for one hour," Ren Yifei looked at his watch, "Children, the elderly, and sick people won't participate, so there are exactly six groups left."

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"Good."

"I agree." PO9Z4T

No one objected since the vigil was necessary.

"I'll be first," Ren Yifei volunteered to be the first.

Saman also raised his hand on the side, "Me too."

Most of the lights in the mushroom house were turned off, leaving only a small lamp by the door where Ren Yifei and Saman sat. Sitting face to face, they could see each other's most subtle expressions. d2LDax

The islanders in the house closed their eyes, but it was unknown whether or not they were actually sleeping.

The two who were in charge of the vigil began to chat happily. One claimed to be a fisherman who was born and raised on the island, and the other claimed to be a tourist who was there to have fun.

Saman had seen that there was something wrong with 'Gu Xingye' a long time ago, but the room was full of people with unknown identities, so in this respect, 'Gu Xingye' was nothing special.

The attention he gave him was more of an 'intuition'. DQvghU

But ironically, Saman has never had much trust in intuition.

"Xingye doesn't seem like someone who has never lived outside. You know a lot of things better than me, who is not an islander," Saman said with a smile.

"Really?" A confused expression flashed across his face, but Ren Yifei quickly found the reason, "Probably because I like reading books and surfing the Internet? It's just that the signal here is not very good."

He tapped the phone wrapped in a plastic bag and charging at one end. Although there was no signal, it could still be used as a flashlight. Ren Yifei turned it on and looked at it for a while. However, there was no internet, and there was nothing interesting to see, so he turned it off. NSlTxr

Saman has been watching his actions and his expression.

His attitude during the whole process was natural and relaxed. There were also occasional small lies, but they were all normal defensive behaviours when facing a stranger. Thus, it could not be called a 'lie'.

He was constantly and frequently scrolling through his phone to find things, he paid close attention to the outside world, and his mind was in a state of tension. He had also adopted a passive wary posture in the face of an environmental change that could not be understood or prevented.

The number of lies he detected— zero. ZX5I0Q