Isolated Island (20)

How did he recognise him?

What did he say about amazing the world... but he has never even seen his face. Does he know that there is a cold-blooded monster hiding behind this persona?

Does he like 'Song Bozhi'? Does he also like 'He Jun'?

That's right, Song Bozhi's warmth and He Jun's pureness make them likeable people.

If Saman was doing this out of 'love', Ren Yifei guessed that he might have made a mistake. Just like his fans, they only like the characters he creates, but they have the delusion of liking him.

His true character is not likeable, lazy, indifferent and withdrawn. Even if he was confused by his facade for a while, he would eventually wake up.

If Saman was doing this for the sake of 'cooperation', shouldn't he be waking him up and informing him about his 'life-saving' good deed?

Ren Yifei does not know how to cooperate with people. He does not like to socialise with people, get along with people, and have inexplicable hormone-infused emotional exchanges with people.

Therefore, he will repay the 'kindness' of saving him this time. However, he does not have, nor could he give any more.

Ren Yifei felt himself being pulled up by a hand.

"Go ahead and run, but sooner or later, I will catch you," Saman whispered into his ear.

"...!!!" Saman's breath interrupted Ren Yifei's dismissive thoughts. He was momentarily stunned, then he frowned, and the veins on his forehead twitched for a moment.

This dastardly man.

He'll catch him sooner or later?

Being as proud as he was, he could not bear even a bit of such provocation.

"Hahahahaha..." the white-haired ghost laughed out loud in the world of his consciousness as if he was mocking him: So you experience such days too?

"No, calm down... maybe he's conning me. This person is cunning and hard to guard against," Ren Yifei inwardly took a deep breath.

With a gentle tug, Ren Yifei fell on a broad back. Both of his arms were stretched out and positioned by a pair of hands, which then held his legs. After that, the other person bent forward and hoisted him up, holding him steadily on his back.

The rich fragrance made his body soft, but his soul stiffened due to this sudden action.

Was he being carried?

Was the dessert player not worried about him waking up halfway and twisting his neck?

Not to mention that Ren Yifei really did have such ideas at a particular moment. Something that could not be controlled should just be nipped in the bud. vEp136

However, after weighing the pros and cons of both sides, he silently retracted this dangerous idea.

On the wet and cold night, a soft warmth was radiating off of the back he was leaning against.

This manner of carrying someone on one's back was only suitable for people who knew each other and already had a certain foundation of trust. The feeling of completely leaning on a person and having his entire weight carried about by said person made Ren Yifei extremely uncomfortable.

Saman walked slowly and carefully, taking one step at a time as the dead branches and leaves under his feet made crushing noises.

Ren Yifei put his hands on both sides of this broad back, leaned his head on one shoulder, and slowly opened one eye slightly. This was the way down the mountain, the trees on both sides were cut down, and the ground was full of broken branches.

He initially thought that being carried down the mountain on someone's back would feel shaky and unpleasant, but that was not the case, surprisingly.

So this was how it felt being carried on someone else's back...

In the hazy mountain under the moon, a person was walking on a long abandoned path. No, to be precise, one person was walking, and one was being carried.

The mountain was not quiet. Strange creatures, both greedy and fearful, were lurking on either side of the path.

Ren Yifei lay on Saman's back and smelled the caramel-like fragrance. Not only was he not nervous, but he was also drowsy.

Why didn't the other party just wake him up? There's nothing to be gained by saving another person so discreetly like this.

"Are you stupid?' The white-haired ghost waved a fan in the world of his consciousness, "He must be doing this for you to discover it on your own and make his kindness more significant. Which kind of kindness is more unforgettable, the kindness others say or the kindness you find out by yourself? You wouldn't not know about this, right?"

Ren Yifei did not say a word. He and the white-haired ghost were the same people, although their personalities were not quite the same. The white-haired ghost's thoughts were his thoughts.

Given human's evil nature, he would not be surprised if Saman really did such a thing.

Steadily, Saman carried Ren Yifei back to the mushroom house, carefully set him down and placed him in his original position.

Ren Yifei's eyes were closed, and he seemed to have fallen asleep, appearing very quiet and well-behaved. Saman stared for a while, then stretched out his hand to take his coat back, picked off the dead leaves on Ren Yifei's body, and covered him with a thin blanket. flapQg

After giving it some thought, he readjusted Ren Yifei's posture to his previous sleeping position.

The other players in the mushroom house did not sleep and were all giving strange looks when they saw this scene.

The girl with glasses looked at the beautiful little face of the sleeping NPC and, as if she understood something, closed her eyes again: This guy is playing for real; is he pursuing an NPC in the game? Fine, it has nothing to do with her anyway.

The disguise specialist player was trembling and had no intention of paying attention to other people.

The little girl thought it was strange, but after thinking about it, she had no doubts: En, she was overthinking.

Saman went to a nearby place with clean water, took a quick cold shower, washed away the heat, and then returned to the mushroom house.

Ren Yifei waited for a while, but there was no further movement. There corners of his mouth curved slightly: So sleepy, let's go to sleep.

The following day, Ren Yifei woke up to hunger pains and the sound of NPCs talking.

"So hungry..."

With the appetite of his age group, the two steamed buns from yesterday were not enough to relieve his hunger, not to mention that he had a little exercise last night.

There was still a commotion seen outside the window, and he heard the voice of the owner of the manor. She seemed to be saying that she did not have any more food there.

Those whose food was stolen once again clashed with those who stole it.

It must be known that many of the living dead yesterday were unfortunately killed because they were looking for food. Food was equivalent to life; this equation had been directly engraved into the survivors' heads.

The violent organisation that was only established for a day did not disband because its leader was seriously injured. That's right, they had elected a new leader who was an NPC.

But this small group did not continue to dominate Starlight Manor. This was because they had opponents, who were the few NPCs and players who showed strong combat prowess in the battle with the living dead.

"What time is it now?" It took Ren Yifei several seconds to be fully awake, and then looked at the time: Five o'clock.

He checked his bucket, rucksack and coat pocket for the nail gun; they were all intact.

The black cat was meowing, and Ren Yifei's stomach was also rumbling.

He peeled a sausage for the cat and stroked its fur while it was in a good mood, "Son, after two days, dad won't be able to feed you anymore."

There was a muffled laugh next to him, and when he looked up, he found that it was Saman; it turned out he was also awake.

Ren Yifei smiled awkwardly, "You're awake too?"

"En. Got hungry just like you," Saman took advantage of being in the same situation to get closer.

Seeing his suave appearance, Ren Yifei remembered that this person had vowed to find him yesterday.

Want to expose me? Ren Yifei smiled.

He wanted to stand up but was surprised to find that the soles of his shoes were stained black and covered in dead leaves and bone fragments, "Huh?! Why are my shoes so dirty?"

"En?" Saman froze: He forgot about the shoes.

"It rained the day before yesterday, and we're also in the mountain, so it's not surprising that your shoes will get a little muddy."

Ren Yifei was unconvinced, "How can there be black soil nearby? And I washed my shoes yesterday... I couldn't have been sleepwalking, right?"

"Perhaps," Saman had a 'you're right' look on his face.

"Impossible! I don't have is problem at all!" Ren Yifei said decisively, "Also, If I did sleepwalk, there should be traces on the floor. Look at the floor, it's clean, and there's only this little trace on the mat."

Saman: ...

It was you who said it was sleepwalking, and now, it was you who said that it was not sleepwalking.

"What's going on?" He stared at the soles of his shoes, "I think I've seen this mud on uncle's shoes. What happened yesterday? Didn't the night-watchman notice?"

Ren Yifei got up and asked around. As a result, everyone slept like they were dead yesterday and no one kept watch.

He looked at Saman again.

"I don't know either. I slept too deeply last night," Saman said so earnestly that Ren Yifei almost believed it.

An NPC passed them, "Something must have happened yesterday. Several other cabins have missing people, and surprisingly, none of them was found. We're okay; everyone's still here."

As if thinking of something, Ren Yifei touched his pocket and gritted his teeth, "I won't sleep today; let's see what's causing trouble!"

"Meow~" After eating the sausage, the black cat raised his head and responded.

He smiled and patted the black cat's head, "Don't worry, I won't leave you."

The wound on his finger was starting to scab over and was a little itchy. He carefully removed the cloth strips on his fingers, revealing the terrifying, bloody injury. The skin that was left uninjured was pale and wrinkled.

"Are you alright?" Saman asked, appearing to be nonchalant.

"En," Ren Yifei, however, refused to say more.

Leaving a small piece of mud as a sample, he carried his shoes and prepared to go out to wash them.

There was a toilet not far from the mushroom house, and there was a hose to spray the soles of his shoes. When he entered, there were already people washing their faces and using the toilets.

These NPCs looked like a complete mess and did not seem to be in the mood to wash up. They sighed as more fish scales grew on their bodies. There were also a few who seemed to display compulsive-like behaviour and kept plucking out the scales.

Ren Yifei's face hurt when he looked at the bloody translucent scales that scattered the sink.

After the confrontation with the living dead the day before, the fish scales were no longer a big problem. However, when they woke up in the morning, they found that more had grown on their face and body, which was troublesome.

When he took the water hose, Ren Yifei also glanced at the mirror, and in addition to a few more scales on his forehead, there were more growing in the corners of his eyes. He touched them and found a few patches behind his ears and the same on the back of his hand.

"Look at this, it doesn't look like I'm going to become a mermaid, but rather like I'm turning into a fish-man," he looked at his face in the mirror.

The surrounding people were sighing in despair, but now they are immediately amused.

"As long as you can survive, you can change whatever you want."

The NPC, who had been plucking out the scales on his body, walked out of the toilet and passed Ren Yifei. His fingers still unconsciously clawed at his arms, neck and face, causing blood to drip down. However, he did not seem to notice it himself. His fingertips were completely stained with blood.

The fishy smell was strong, even more pungent than in the fish market.

After washing his shoes, he returned to the mushroom house and found a towel, as well as a small piece of torn rag, to wash his face and clean his teeth.

He had left hurriedly and did not remember to bring toothpaste and a toothbrush.

"Want them?" A plastic bag containing a disposable toothbrush and toothpaste appeared in front of him.

Saman was holding his own toothbrush and toothpaste in one hand while holding the hotel's set in the other, "These are the hotel's disposable items included in the accommodation fee. I brought my own, so these are just extras."

Ren Yifei spat out the cloth in his mouth, "Yes."

Seeing that he took it as if it was to be expected, Saman was surprised. Why was he so nice today?

It must be known that this person had maintained an 'I'm very fierce' wary look ever since they met.

He could not help but laugh and asked, "Aren't you worried that I like men?"

Ren Yifei looked at himself in the mirror, spat out the toothpaste, rinsed his mouth and then wiped it with a towel. He asked, "I'm so good, so is it weird that someone would like me? Don't worry, I'm a person who can distinguish between private and public matters, and I won't discriminate against you."

Saman could not help but laugh again and watched Ren Yifei wave the toothbrush in his hand as he left, "Thanks."

When Saman returned from washing, he saw Ren Yifei sitting on the doorstep with his head resting on his hand and a black cat with the same expression squatting in the wooden bucket beside him.

"What are you doing sitting here?"

"I'm thinking about what to eat for lunch," Ren Yifei looked at the restaurant where there was a crowd of people begging for food, but unfortunately, no one succeeded.

Food has become a knife hanging over everyone's head. If this problem is not resolved, surviving the next four days will be difficult. Even if he did not want to, Ren Yifei has to consider something like 'looting'.

But then again, it would be a test of his acting skills because 'Gu Xingye' was an honest person; he was fierce yet pure.

"Nothing else to eat?" Saman remembered that he still had a bag of steamed buns and a few instant noodles.

Ren Yifei counted what he had. One and a half steamed buns and two packs of instant noodles were only enough for a day, "Yes, but it's not enough. We have to prepare for later."

When the girl with glasses and the little girl came out from inside, they both looked at Saman and Ren Yifei strangely: Already flirting?

To actually pursue an NPC, tsk tsk tsk.

However, Saman and Ren Yifei stood by the door and chatted as if no one was there.

"What do you have in mind?" Who do you want to rob?

He was hungry and wanted to eat, but there were only so many things. Borrowing might not be possible, and stealing would lead to conflict.

Ren Yifei suddenly thought of something, "There were a lot of inflatable boats in the abandoned pool yesterday. Say, if we can't find anything to eat in the mountains, why don't we try the ocean?"

"..." Saman did not expect this and was unable to process the information for a while.

His first reaction was actually to find a few unsavoury people, provoke conflict, and then take the opportunity to get supplies. It was estimated that most players have the same idea. After all, they were people from the Cape of Desolation and paid more attention to efficiency.

He personally did not like 'Gu Xingye's' gentle way of thinking.

Since it was an instance, the players would naturally not be allowed to stay tender-hearted, and looting food was an excellent way to trigger internal conflicts.

"You can try," Saman said.

Try, then give up.

T/N: Two words for you Saman, tsk tsk.