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Pei Yu leaned down, casting a large shadow on the bed, his silhouette exuding a cold and domineering aura.

He raised his hand and ripped open the collar of the girl beneath him, forcefully leaving a red mark on her fair neck and shoulders.

His handsome face held a hint of wickedness, his beautiful lips curved slightly in a half-smile, "Your name is Yun Yao, right... We'll meet again someday."

……

the next day.

When Yun Yao woke up, she found that her collar was open, even though she clearly remembered not unbuttoning her shirt before going to bed... Perhaps it was because she was a restless sleeper.

Even his ankles were red...

He probably moved around a lot in his sleep and bumped his head on the edge of the bed...

At this moment, the electronic sound reappeared.

Breakfast is ready.

Please go downstairs, players.

Several players were still sitting in the lobby on the first floor, their deaths bizarre and their forms strangely distorted.

These are all players who didn't get their keys yesterday and had to spend the night in the lobby.

From the initial thirty players, only ten remain now...

It's 9 AM now, and 20 hours have passed since I entered the game.

Only sixteen hours left until the game ends...

The cook standing nearby grinned, revealing an exaggerated smile with her blood-red lips, "We have so many ingredients today, we can make a very sumptuous meal."

The butler stiffly turned his head, saw the "guest" behind him, stuffed his half-lost eyeball back in, pulled out a chair, and gave an irregularly twisted smile, "Please sit down and have your meal."

Yun Yao glanced at the trail of blood on the ground, and then thought of the "ingredients" the cook had mentioned earlier, and felt nauseous.

Seeing that none of the group sat down, the cook slammed her boning knife on the table, cursing, "What, you dare to complain about my cooking?"

Upon seeing the boning knife, which was as sharp as a thin blade, the players were so frightened that they quickly pulled out their chairs and sat down.

But when you lift the dish cover... inside is a clump of something that looks like mud, with maggots writhing and thrashing about...

Players who couldn't stand it any longer ran to the door and vomited.

The cook threw a bone knife and cleaved the player in two.

The person wasn't quite dead yet, but was screaming in pain when the cook dragged him into the kitchen.

Before long, the sound of sizzling oil coming from the kitchen could be heard.

The man with the buzz cut opposite Yun Yao closed his eyes and shoved the disgusting thing from his plate into his mouth with a fork.

The other players saw the buzz-cut man take a bite and wanted to vomit but didn't dare...

The butler lifted the dishcloth for Yun Yao, saying, "Miss, your meal was prepared personally by the Earl."

The plate contained a very normal breakfast; the food was toasted to perfection, the jam had a beautiful color, and the food smelled delicious.

The man with the buzz cut across from her had just finished eating that disgusting stuff when he turned around and saw that Yun Yao's plate actually contained something good. He was so angry that he smashed the plate on the ground.

"Why should she be the only one who gets to eat the good food!"

Others echoed this sentiment.

But before long, the player who had been speaking so vehemently began to mumble like a duck.

The butler snapped his fingers, and an NPC dragged the players who were quacking like ducks away, saying, "Making a racket while eating is not a good habit."

The other players, not expecting there to be a hidden rule, all shut up and dared not say another word.

Song Xinran stepped downstairs, casually tossing a strand of hair to reveal her smooth forehead. Her features exuded nobility, and her cold, aloof face was shrouded in shadow, with a slight curve to her thin lips.

He pulled out a stool and sat down next to Yun Yao.

After lifting the food cover, I poured the food from the plate directly into the dog bowl on the ground not far away, and fed it to the big black dog that had been staring longingly at the table.

The other players were completely surprised by this way of playing, and were so eager to dig out what they had just eaten...

Song Xinran grasped Yun Yao's hand holding the fork, forked a piece of bread or pastry, and put it into her own mouth.

After tasting it, he raised an eyebrow and nodded. "Hmm, it tastes good."

Pei Yu glanced at the two's intimate actions, then stabbed the knife and fork in his hand into the center of the plate. After a crisp sound, the white porcelain plate shattered into several pieces...

His thin lips curled slightly, a hint of mockery in his deep eyes, and his voice was low and husky, with a touch of coldness, "Sorry, my hand slipped. I hope everyone wasn't scared."

The other players dared not utter a sound, fearing they might violate some hidden rule again. They only dared to glance at Song Xinran to see how he would handle the situation.

Song Xinran's smile was playful, but a warning and indifference flashed in his dark eyes for a moment. "Stray dogs, stay outside. If you covet other people's things, you'll get slaughtered."

Pei Yu's lips curled slightly, his eyes sharp as knives beneath his long eyelashes, as if playing with a cat catching a mouse. "Don't worry, you might not win either."

[Holy crap, are these two going head-to-head?]

[A high-level duel, this was exciting!]

[I wonder who will be the winner in the end of this instance.]

[Um... speaking of which, are these two arguing about who will be the final winner, or...?]

[...I guess both.]

[I never expected to find myself shipping a couple in a horror game livestream, especially in a chaotic love triangle. Not bad, not bad at all. This is more interesting than just watching pros beat the game.]

[Upstairs, delete your comment now, or that capitalist will smell it and come running. Be careful, or the horror game streams will be full of fake couples from now on.]

[Yeah, you're right. Delete that comment quickly; I don't want to consume artificial sweeteners.]

After breakfast.

Song Xinran took Yun Yao back to the Earl's fiancée's room.

He laid out all the information he had found last night.

Finally, a deduction is made...

The Earl's fiancée, Grace, had her parents murdered by the Earl's parents.

First, out of jealousy, he murdered Grace's family in order to use a feng shui arrangement to exchange the feng shui of the two families.

But the Earl discovered his parents' plot and threatened to kill them to force them to spare Grace.

The count's parents couldn't persuade the count otherwise, so they agreed to let her go.

But they also brought Grace back to the castle.

The Earl's parents instilled terrible ideas about their parents in Grace when she was a child, trying to make her hate them.

But as Grace grew up, she gradually discovered that the truth was not what she had known since childhood.

She also began her revenge plan.

They wanted to reverse the feng shui arrangement and cause the Earl's parents to suffer a backlash.

However, the clues found only support the reasoning up to this point...

What happened next?

Where is Grace now, and what became of the Earl's parents?

no one knows.

At that moment, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Yun Yao opened the door...

When Pei Yu saw Yun Yao, his eyebrows curved slightly, but when he turned to see Song Xinran, he looked disgusted, as if he had swallowed a fly.

Song Xinran didn't like him either, and even looked down on him, saying, "What are you doing here?"

Pei Yu lowered his hand, and a key fell from his fingers. "This is the key to the room at the very end of the corridor. You have information I don't have, and I have things you don't have. How about we cooperate?"

Song Xinran raised an eyebrow, grinned, and his deep eyes were unfathomably dark. "Sure, but you'd better lead the way first."

Pei Yu casually put his hands in his pockets, a smile playing on his lips.

Did you want him to fight monsters on purpose so you could reap the rewards later? He doesn't have the habit of paving the way for others.

A cold smirk curled at the corner of his lips, a wicked smile playing on his lips, his eyes gleaming with interest. "Aren't there other players outside?"