Isolated Island (13)

The Days I Clear Escape Games Pretending to be an NPCCh80 - Isolated Island (13)

"It rained heavily yesterday, so the steps are slippery. Walk slowly," Saman said stiffly, letting him go after straightening him.

"Thank you." The young man wiped his face quickly, but his voice was low, like a poor wet puppy with teary eyes. l1FfvT

However, he still tried to smile at Saman, "Do you want to go up together?"

"I'll wait," Saman replied.

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The other players noticed this, but their eyes did not linger for too long. It was a very ordinary scene, so there was no need to be suspicious.

The young man nodded and continued upward with the bucket containing the cat. OIlDnx

Shortly after he left, the little girl beside him said, "The out-of-place feeling on this NPC is particularly strong, more so than others."

The players in the mushroom house have long noticed that there were inconsistencies in this group of NPCs' character settings, and 'Gu Xingye' was one of the more obvious ones.

"It's probably because his self and his memory conflict with each other the most."

The glasses girl lifted her hand and pushed her glasses, "At first glance, he doesn't look like a child raised by a poor fisherman's family. The contrast would be obvious if his character setting is introverted, but his real one is extroverted. The conflicting feeling would be very strong. Furthermore..."

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"He seems to have begun to realise that the situation is not good," the glasses girl looked at Ren Yifei's retreating back.

In addition to fear, there was a concealed panic on his face, the panic that belonged to a child who could not handle the secret they had just discovered.

When most of the NPCs had not realised that their situation was going to turn into a 'Battle Royale', this NPC had already felt the changing tides.

This NPC has a strong sense of self-awareness and was beginning to realise the harshness of his circumstance. Although it left a shallow impression in everyone's heart, this matter was left alone. XYCPFQ

They did not have enough time to follow an NPC.

"Speaking of which, Black Rabbit's whereabouts are unknown. Since none of the players was eliminated last night, they should still be alive," the glasses girl took the binoculars and tried to find 'them' in the horde of NPCs.

It was unfortunate that they were in a situation where NPCs' personalities were inconsistent. In addition, there were so many people that it was not easy to find them.

The little girl also looked at the group of NPCs, trying to pick out anything abnormal. DFwk5S

It was only the first day, and the players could only obtain little information. During this period, most of the disguise specialists kept a low profile and hid in the forest. The glasses girl and the little girl were also watching those who were integrated into the group of NPCs.

Just looking at the crowd they were eyeing, Saman knew that the two would definitely not find 'Black Rabbit'.

'Black Rabbit' was different from other disguise specialists. Song Bozhi fooled everyone by putting on an excellent performance of falling down the stairs on the first day. He Jun had an even higher-profile entrance and even dared to act as if he had split personalities when going against the character's junior brother.

They do not even know what low-key was. kGFVxB

As long as it was in line with the character's persona, 'Black Rabbit' would do it. His act was realistic, every detail was supported by a complete background, and even the occasional flaw in his temperament was particularly genuine.

These people wanted to find 'Black Rabbit' using traditional methods?

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Saman's mouth curled up slightly and a smile spread across his face: They are destined to be disappointed.

"Achoo!" Ren Yifei sneezed, and continued to walk in a daze; anyone who saw it would feel sympathy. 6h5K14

The dessert player was really kind-hearted, he was able to achieve all of his expected objectives with just that bump. In fact, he had already prepared to fall, but he did not expect to succeed the first time.

He was so cute and comforting.

There was almost no one on the steps at that moment so he took a quick look at the card in his hand under the guise of holding the wooden bucket.

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No players were eliminated.

He was not curious if there were no eliminations. In contrast to the NPCs, the players were more cautious and would not rush out to their death. But this clue...

It was widely known that the clue always points to the 'ghost'.

[Turn the body into a candle and burn a glowing ember ] TKcWuB

Fortunately, his head was lowered at that moment. Otherwise, the question mark on his forehead would be seen: This was not a negative suggestion but a sacrifice. Candles... mother? Teacher?

Glancing at his watch, he saw that it was already six o'clock in the morning.

The sky was getting brighter, but the sun still had not come out, and the fog on the mountain had dissipated, revealing a dense mass of vegetation soaked in rainwater. His ears caught the rustling sounds of something moving through the plants, but he could not see anything after looking for a long time.

"Was it a rabbit? Speaking of which, it's a little eerie how quiet it is on this mountain without the sounds of birds chirping." u98PMb

Near the gate, he saw the 'tourist stop' stone and the path faintly seen behind the stone. It was unknown where this path led.

After weighing the information he had and his combat strength, Ren Yifei gave up on his plan to die. However, he still took note of this path.

Sometimes, his well-practised observation and analytic skills, also known as his 'sixth sense', would give him some hints. Currently, his sixth sense was telling him to pay attention to this path as it could be a test site.

Leaving one of the test sites, he walked towards the gate of the manor. 6CpLQW

The crazy old man stood there and rushed over when he saw him, "Don't go up. You'll die if you go up."

His eyes were bloodshot and he had a terrified expression, even a little grief-stricken. His hand was like an iron plier as it grasped onto Ren Yifei, trying to pull him away.

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Ren Yifei, who was holding the bucket, was taken aback, "Let go. What are you doing?"

"Don't get on. You'll die if you get on," the old man just repeated these two sentences. mdcidN

Get on? These words circled around in Ren Yifei's mind: Shouldn't it be go in?

"Crazy," he looked up just in time to see the owner of the manor looking over. Ren Yifei broke free from the old man's hand and ran back to the manor.

As a result, the manor was also a mess at that moment, and everyone was still struggling with the scales that had grown on their bodies.

Another pot of porridge was cooked and a basket of coarse grain buns was steamed in the dining hall. Some people chose to eat these while others decided to go to the cold room to get their own ingredients to use. The manor's people didn't care at all; they were very aloof. TLAEpk

"What's going on down there?" As soon as they saw him, the people from the mushroom house surrounded him.

"Don't mention it," Ren Yifei sighed and recounted the entire story from start to end, even leaving in the detail of the swimmers' bodies being dragged underwater.

He thought these people were going to cry again but most responded with silence. Their irritable, fiery, reluctant mood seemed to have been replaced by a grey-blue melancholy.

"There's still no signal, and there are no outside movements. Say, have we been abandoned?" One of the refugees had already decided that this fact was true and they spoke hopelessly. QmMdRr

"No matter what you say, we survived. Let's wait a little longer," the speaker tried to reassure the others, but they themselves did not accept the result.

Ren Yifei collected his clothes while listening.

The clothes hanging on the rope were all dry, and although they still smelled of ocean water, Ren Yifei put them away. Because of the steamed buns in his rucksack, he could not fit the clothes in anymore, so he found a rope to tie them up and stored them temporarily in the utility room. He put them in a cardboard box and put some miscellaneous items on top to cover them.

He truly did not know what the information provided on the first day meant, and he had no clues, so he simply walked out and wandered aimlessly around the estate. QsSaqg

The manor during the day looked very different from what it looked like last night, and even though it was still dilapidated, there was still a lot of vitality.

Or maybe his mentality has changed since he did not have to constantly face the threat of the storm. Thus, even if there was the fish monster or the fish scales, Ren Yifei was still in a particularly good mood.

Quite a few people were walking around the estate like him. Some of them could still greet each other with a wry smile when they meet and congratulate themselves for still being alive. In contrast, some had ashen faces as they walked around like zombies.

Many people died last night, and the ones who survived were the chosen ones. However, being called the chosen ones was a bit questionable. RXPdBQ

No matter what, live the day as if it was your last.

The estate was very large, and there was a lot of greenery, and because it had rained the night before, the leaves were very lush. Ren Yifei walked along the cobblestone path, past the long-deserted farm, theatre, and playground... all the way to the hillside.

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A large lawn with a sign next to it read 'Camping Area'.

There was a large pool next to this camping area. There were inflatable boats floating in the filthy pool water that was constantly bubbling. He looked down and saw shadows drifting across the pool. GVwH6R

"Skeletons?" He took a closer look; the dark figures seemed to be an illusion.

Further up was the grass skiing field, which was also the estate's highest location.

The grass skiing field was vast, and strips of colourful fake turf were laid on the slopes, many of which were already bald.

He also saw a windmill tower up there, gently turning. 41AyH0

Above the grass skiing field was a tiny fairy town, with many small castles, candy houses, and pumpkin wagons... but the paint on just about everything had peeled off, even a few wax figures were half melted, and a fake eyeball was hanging out of it.

"Has this manor been built for a long time?" It was so worn that one could not bare to bring their children to see the earthly reality.

There was also an ocean set in the small fairy town with a 'beach' with fine golden sand spread across the miniature coastline. Ren Yifei walked over and stepped in it, accidentally stepping on a spoon, breaking it.

There were some tools for building sandcastles by the sandpit, and after giving it some thought, he reached out to touch them. dy6 qf

He had often come into contact with real coastlines during filming but had not played with the sand. Anyways, since there was nothing to do...

"..." the little girl looked at the display screen in her hand. Her face was completely black because she did not know what expression to make.

The drone faithfully transmitted the image of an NPC mindlessly piling up sandcastles with a black cat digging a pit next to them onto the screen. If you discard the current circumstances, this would be a reasonably comforting scene, full of childish delights.

Too many NPCs were fooling around— building sandcastles, swinging on the swings, and playing games in the corner. There was no sense of tension. Could it be that they believed rescue would come sooner or later, so they tried to enjoy themselves despite the grave situation? 9Yexk1

After looking for a long time, the little girl could not find the reason and directed the drone to slide in the other direction: This is not Black Rabbit; cross them out, and let's move to the next one.

The corpse of the fish monster was being burned in that direction, and billowing black smoke was being emitted; this happens when damp trees are burned.

Slowly, the smell of something burning wafted out.

It was the smell of burnt meat. Although these corpses were no longer in human form, they were obviously still meat. EzmVsI

When the drone's whirring sound faded, Ren Yifei stopped his movements and patted the sand, "How nice, this drone looks very useful."

A small sand snowman was built. He also picked up two twigs and inserted one on each side, then he found a red plastic bottle cap in the sand and used it as a hat.

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The sand was full of trash left behind by people from the past, such as plastic bags, lids, debris, and pearl spoons.

Many of the pearl spoons were very beautifully made. bWtPue

He had used these kinds of pearl spoons when he attended wine parties, and those people used them to eat precious caviar. It was said that other metal spoons could spoil the taste, so gold spoons, or pearl spoons, were often used.

"Then why not use plastic or wooden spoons?" he asked.

"At this type of party, an ounce of top-quality caviar could cost up to $800, but you're telling me that you would use a cheap plastic spoon?" His companion thought he was a weirdo who did not know proper etiquette.

What kind of tableware should be used at what type of party was just something that certain people agreed upon as a custom. eajdsX

Ren Yifei picked up the broken pearl spoon, "Why are there so many pearl spoons on the estate?"

Why does a manor with children as its main business target have so many high-grade ingredients in its cold room, as well as these special pearl spoons used for caviar?

"There is a fairy town above the grass skiing field," a voice below the stairs was getting closer.

"The manor is shaped like a copper bell." lSCBov

A head with a well-groomed bob haircut appeared in his light of sight. Ren Yifei picked up a pile of sand with a blank expression, covered it over the pearl spoon and started to build a second sand snowman.

T/N: The untitled poem by Li Shangyin previously mentioned goes like this:

[ It is difficult to meet, and just as hard to part,

The East wind weakly blows over the wrecked flowers. qPSM6G

The spring silkworm spews out silk until it dies,

Only 'til the candle turns to ashes does its tears dry.

At dawn I gaze upon my transformed hair in the mirror,

At night I chant to the cold moonlight. uzhUEf

It is not a long journey to Fairy Mountain,

The bluebird attentively watches over the road. ]

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It was originally a poem about lovers, but later on, people started to associate it with teachers, mothers, and so on... or so I've read. Please correct me if I'm wrong.

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p.s: For clarification, the last two dialogue was between the bob hair girl with her companion (an NPC who is probably giving her a tour). As for RenYifei's comment about the pearl spoons, he was just thinking out loud (or perhaps just thinking to himself inwardly).