After I traveled through the book, I became an NPC in a horror novel

Yang Guang, who felt like he was cheated, didn't have time to say thank you before he heard Cyril continue to say: "You can wash up in my room tonight, and wear this pajamas."

Cyril took out a silk robe from his large carved wardrobe. It looked good and soft to the skin. The length covered Yang Guang from his shoulders to his calves.

Yang Guang reluctantly took the robe and pajamas and resigned himself to Cyril's arrangements.

After washing up, Yang Guang let down his long black hair that the system had set for him, and felt his scalp relax. After putting on his pajamas and tying the shrink cord on his wrist, he looked in the mirror. He saw a tall girl with long hair standing in front of the mirror. Her almond eyes made her look much younger than her actual age. The bow tied on her wrist and the ruffles on her neckline were very suitable for her image.

"I'm really getting better and better at pretending." After posing in front of the mirror, Yang Guang turned around and left the bathroom. He couldn't help but sigh that he was really getting better and better at pretending.

After checking the doors and windows in the room, closing the curtains, turning on the night light, and turning off the typhoon, Yang Guang crawled into the comfortable sofa like a caterpillar. He took a long breath as a final summary of today's work, and then began to fall asleep.

I don’t know if it’s because he was too tired today or because the sofa was too warm, but Yang Guang’s consciousness became fuzzy after a while.

"Good night, my maid."

A voice came to his ears, familiar and pleasant. Yang Guang, who was in a daze, only heard a word "good night", and then he vaguely said with his last consciousness: "Um... Good night..."

Before the last sound of the word "An" was uttered, there was no sound anymore. Only the regular breathing sound floated into the ears of the person on the bed.

Xizel looked at Yang Guang, who was still holding on to say "good night" even though his consciousness was blurred. He felt a little helpless, but more joyful. After admiring Yang Guang's sleeping posture for a long time, Xizel closed his eyes, and the whole castle fell into a deep sleep.

"Knock, knock, knock."

There was a regular knock on the door, and Yang Guang, who was in a deep sleep, was woken up.

Yang Guang: "Hmm...what time is it...who's knocking on the door..."

The sticky and hoarse voice reached Cyril's ears. Cyril, who had already stood up, sat in front of Yang Guang in his pajamas, patted the quilt a few times, coaxing Yang Guang to continue sleeping, then turned and walked to the door, opened the door, looked at Butler Yodon at the door and asked, "What's wrong?"

Butler Yoton, who was also wearing pajamas, replied, "A few young people were trapped in the forest by the heavy rain and found our castle. They want to stay in our castle for a while and will leave on their own when the rain stops."

Cyril pinched the bridge of his nose with his thumb and index finger, looking a little annoyed. Before he could say anything, a huge thunder exploded in the sky.

"Boom!"

Yang Guang was awakened by thunder again, but this time he opened his eyes not in his own room, but on the sofa in Cyril's room.

Yang Guang: "What happened...Butler Yodon, why are you here?"

Yang Guang rubbed his eyes, climbed down from the sofa and walked to the door. Butler Yodon told Yang Guang about the players, and then quietly watched him standing lazily beside Cyril in Cyril's old pajamas.

Cyril: "My dear Carol, let's go down and greet these young adventurers."

Then he turned around and picked up one of his long knitted coats and asked Yang Guang to put it on. Then he put his hand on his back and stroked it lightly. He took Yang Guang, whose mind was still not quite clear, and followed Butler Yoton downstairs to greet the guests.

"We are about to enter the castle. Remember to be alert and stay calm."

A man in a black jacket said this. He looked fierce and had a bad temper. He said this perfunctorily, as if it was a task that had to be done.

There stood a man and a woman right behind them. The man was holding the woman's hand, but the woman had no expression on her face. They looked like an ordinary couple.

Farther away from them there was a short and thin man, his eyes were glancing around, with a bit of panic and a shifty look.

A woman in a suit with short hair turned her back to the castle gate and glanced at the forest, as if she was afraid of the unknown creatures inside.

"Where the hell are we? Are you human traffickers? Speak up!"

A blond man pushed the short-haired girl, then glanced at the man in the windbreaker and didn't dare to go forward to touch this man who was much taller than him.

"What's wrong with you? Why did you push me?"

The short-haired girl said irritably. As early as when they were teleported to various places in the forest, there was a prompt in their minds to check their mobile phones to understand the situation of this game copy. Everyone took the initiative to download this software and register to participate in the game because of greed in their hearts. I don't know what this yellow-haired man is pretending to be.

"What the hell are you pretending to be? Don't you have any idea why you came here? Why are you pretending like you don't understand?"

The veins on the temples of the man in the windbreaker bulged, and he turned around and looked at the yellow-haired man fiercely.

Some people want to become rich, some want to be healthy, and some want to erase something they have done. It is these strong desires that make them download the "Weird Game" software, enter their information, and confirm to participate in this game. People who actively register may be entering the dungeon for the first time, but it is impossible that they are completely unaware of the need to enter the dungeon.

The yellow-haired man was furious. He was a local thug who did everything from fighting to collecting protection fees. But not long ago, when he went home to ask his elderly parents for money but was refused, he got angry and pushed the old man against the table, breaking his head.

The old lady looked at her husband's head which was bleeding profusely, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably. As she cried, she said that she should not have given birth to him.

The yellow-haired man, who was so angry that his eyes turned red, strangled his own mother to death. The old man, who was not dead yet, had a broken head and was in poor health. When he saw this scene, he couldn't bear it and died of anger.

Huangmao only began to regret at this time. He regretted not that he had killed his own biological mother with his own hands, but that he was going to be sentenced.

At this time, Huangmao learned from some source that he could participate in a game to erase what he had done and avoid being punished. So Huangmao downloaded the software and participated in the game.

Huangmao, who was teleported to the forest, didn't expect it to be so dangerous, so he couldn't help but start to regret it.

"Tsk, you have to do a lot of work just to make a wish. Do you really think you can make your wish come true so easily, you idiot?"

The short-haired girl exposed the yellow-haired man's delusion. The angry yellow-haired man was about to raise his hand when he was stopped by the man in the windbreaker.

Man in Jacket: "That's enough! If you don't want to live, I want to live! If you don't want to do it, go back to the woods and don't get in my way!"

Seeing the man in the jacket walking towards the door after the butler's announcement, his expression was grim for a moment. He really couldn't imagine that such a stupid person would be his teammate. If it weren't for the system setting that arranged for them to be in the same detective agency and couldn't be isolated, he really wanted to kick him out of the team.