Such a Good Person

Translator: Cinder Translations

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"Could there be something wrong with that woman?" Jiang Cheng followed closely beside Zuo Jing, his eyes wide with fear like a startled fawn. His throat moved as he swallowed hard, then he nuzzled against Zuo Jing's arm and said, "So scary."

"The mission has just started, so the danger is relatively low. It's best to gather as many clues as possible now," a rough voice chimed in. It was You Qi, who kept glancing around as if trying to memorize everything in his surroundings.

"Did you hear what they called us just now?" Shi Liaozhi, with his dyed yellow hair, whispered, "They called us 'daifu,' which means doctors."

Qin Jian nodded, turning slightly to say, "It seems our identity in this instance is that of doctors. And did you notice? That woman mentioned that the young master is still resting and will invite us to check his pulse later. It seems this so-called young master is the patient we need to treat."

As seasoned players, they were already familiar with role-playing. Every time a new instance began, the participating players would be assigned a new identity. They had to use this identity to piece together clues and find a way out.

"Another thing," Qin Jian frowned and looked up, "she said that the things we need are all in the side rooms, arranged according to our preferences. How did she know our preferences?"

"There's only one explanation," Zuo Jing casually pushed away Jiang Cheng, who was becoming increasingly unruly, and said, "We've been here before."

"To be precise, the identities we're playing have been here before," An Xuan, who looked very reliable, stroked his chin and added after a moment of thought, "But the last time we were here, we didn't cure the young master's illness."

The Fatty looked around and asked in a low voice, "What kind of illness is it that they need to call in ten doctors? A consultation?"

No one answered his question, but judging from the wealth of the Huang family, it was clear that the young master's illness was no small matter. Otherwise, it wouldn't have dragged on for so long without being cured.

"Could it be... could it be that the way out this time is to cure the young master's illness?" You Qi suddenly spoke up, "If the young master recovers, we can leave."

It wasn't impossible, but everyone felt it was unlikely. After all, this was a ten-person instance, and the difficulty was as you can imagine.

Qin Jian, the oldest among them, sighed meaningfully, "If it's just a physical illness, that's one thing. But I'm afraid this young master... has a mental illness."

As soon as he finished speaking, a loud "boom" echoed as thunder rumbled in the sky. The light dimmed visibly, and it looked like rain was imminent.

The brief discussion came to an end, and everyone turned their attention to finding shelter from the rain—more specifically, where they would rest for the night.

Not far from the lake, there were three side rooms. According to the woman who had left, this was where they would spend the night.

The rain came down fiercely, and An Xuan suggested that everyone split up and stay in the three rooms. To ensure the safety of the newcomers, each room would have one newcomer, with the veteran players in the room looking after them.

"If we know it's dangerous, why don't we all stay together?" Tang Shiruo's soft voice came through. The sudden thunder had left her face pale. She instinctively hugged her arms, wishing everyone would gather around her.

"Every word from the clue characters should be followed as much as possible. One of these three side rooms might hold the key to solving the mission," An Xuan's voice was gentle, and his kind demeanor made him very approachable.

"Miss Tang," An Xuan smiled naturally, "if you don't mind, you can come with me."

The sudden kindness made Tang Shiruo feel both surprised and flattered. As a newcomer, she could clearly sense the indifference from the others. They brushed off her questions, but An Xuan was different. He was very amiable and didn't speak to her as rudely as the others. His identity also made her feel safe, and she was almost about to agree.

But just before she could speak, an uncoordinated voice suddenly rang out.

"Brother An, take me with you!" Jiang Cheng, from a distance, enthusiastically shouted, "I'm young and easy to fool."

An Xuan's originally gentle expression froze.

TL/N: 😂

In the end, the groups were decided: An Xuan, Qin Jian, You Qi, and the newcomer Tang Shiruo in one group. Zuo Jing, Shi Liaozhi, and the newcomer Chen Qiang in another. Xia Meng, the Fatty, and the newcomer Jiang Cheng in the last.

Jiang Cheng had initially wanted to join An Xuan's group, but when that didn't work out, he tried to switch to Zuo Jing's group. However, Zuo Jing ignored him completely, and in the end, the Fatty grumbled and dragged him back to their group.

An Xuan's group headed straight for the largest and most well-positioned side room. Zuo Jing's group chose the one on the left. That left Jiang Cheng's group with the rightmost room, which looked the oldest.

In places like this, the more dilapidated the room, the more ominous it felt. But Jiang Cheng acted as if nothing was wrong, bouncing over without a care, showing no awareness of being a newcomer.

As soon as they closed the door, the rain poured down outside, hitting the roof with a loud pitter-patter, seemingly mixed with hail.

Since Xia Meng already knew the doctor's background, the Fatty no longer beat around the bush. He went straight to Jiang Cheng and asked, "Doctor, is there something wrong with An Xuan?"

Jiang Cheng, who was pushing open the window to look outside, turned his head and asked, "Why do you say that?"

"Nothing, just a weird feeling," the Fatty scratched his head, "He seems like a smart guy, but he suddenly grabbed the hand of the woman leading us. Wasn't he afraid of causing trouble?"

"That's exactly why he needs a obedient and brainless scapegoat by his side!" Xia Meng's voice suddenly interjected, laced with disdain, "Otherwise, why do you think he took Tang Shiruo? To keep her for fun?"

On the table was a teapot. She tested it with her hand—the water was still warm. Squinting, Xia Meng poured herself a cup of water, took a small sip, glanced out the window, and smiled meaningfully, "Newcomers are hot commodities, especially in high-danger instances."

The Fatty immediately understood. Keeping Tang Shiruo was just An Xuan's insurance. If a ghost targeted him, he could push Tang Shiruo out first. After all, based on current experience, most ghosts only killed one person at a time.

"And most importantly, Brother An is very considerate," Jiang Cheng gazed out the window and sighed, "He believes in sharing the joy. He thoughtfully left a scapegoat in each room for the veteran players, so no one would have to fight over them."

"What a kind and understanding person!"

(End of the Chapter)

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