Mistaking a horror game for a romance novel, he unexpectedly became a legend.

The shadow said, "I don't know either. I was just left in a ravine for a long time, and that's how I slowly turned into this."

Song Yi used the system to check the shadow. The system currently showed it as a ghost, with its level undetermined.

In addition to their initial forms, many monsters in the game gradually develop their own ideologies as the game progresses.

For example, this shadow was originally just a ghost, but because it stayed in the game long enough, it merged with the mountain energy and became what it is now.

However, this is only a minority.

Song Yi: "How many people like you are there here?"

"Was it you who opened the window and came into the room while I was sleeping last night?"

Song Yi asked two more questions, and Shadow's eyes suddenly widened like light bulbs.

It was indeed him last night, but since Song Yi and Chen Si and her daughter were also in the house, he didn't make a move.

“I didn’t do anything yesterday. I’m the only one like that.”

Song Yi continued to ask, his gaze sharpening:

"Were you the one who killed three people last night?"

Shadow looked at Song Yi with inexplicable fear. He shook his head repeatedly and immediately denied it, afraid that Song Yi would mistake him for the murderer.

"It's not me, it's not me. I scared a few people yesterday, but that was just to raise their awareness and get them to find a way to leave this place quickly."

"The three people who died yesterday were killed by Zhang Dazhong."

Song Yi: "You're not going to kill anyone? Then why did you ambush me from behind?"

Shadow: "I...I didn't mean to kill you. I thought you were Da Gang, and I wanted to scare you."

Song Yi smiled, but his eyes were full of doubt: "Do you think I believe you?"

"You think I'm Da Gang? Can't you tell the size difference between us? Can't you tell I'm so handsome and he's so ugly? Can't you tell I have such a great presence and he has such a terrible one?"

Song Yi's repeated questioning frightened the shadow, who was unaware that he would sweat even while being a ghost.

"No, I am not, I am."

Song Yi saw through Shadow's scheme at a glance: "Could it be that he's looking for a scapegoat like the water ghost?"

A water ghost is trapped in the water and can only escape by killing someone else. What if the same logic applies to a mountain ghost? It can only leave the mountain by killing someone else.

The shadow's pupils trembled. He did indeed have such a setting, and this setting only applied to outsiders who entered this mountain.

He didn't want to do this, but he really wanted to leave, so he chose Song Yi, who was alone today.

Song Yi knew he was right the moment he saw the look in his eyes.

Shadow turned to run away, but Song Yi grabbed her and pulled her back.

"Why go?"

The shadow stammered, "Go, go home."

Song Yi looked the shadow up and down, and seeing his still branch-like arms, Song Yi had an idea.

He looked at the shadow and gave it a smile it would never forget: "I'll take you back to a better home."

After coming down from the mountain, Da Gang carried four fish and some wild fruit on his back. Once home, he quickly and efficiently prepared the fish.

Chen Si and her daughter ate Song Yi's instant noodles for breakfast. When they saw Song Yi return, they immediately helped him grill fish.

After Da Gang finished his work, he let Song Yiguan go back to the doghouse. For the first time, Chen Si and her daughter felt that the air outside the doghouse was fresh and clean.

Ya Ya was even more sensible and helped Song Yi wash the wild fruit.

After Song Yi entered the house, he fussed over the cooking. When Chen Si and her daughter brought the grilled fish into the house, the two of them were stunned by the scene inside.

There used to be a bed and a recliner in the room. Now the recliner has been moved to the side, and there is a new wooden bed in the room. The wooden bed looks like it is woven from tree branches and has leaves on it.

Between the two large beds, there was an additional curtain woven from tree branches.

Song Yi lay on the bed and tried it out: "The left side is a bit low, make it higher."

After he finished speaking, the branches on the left side of the bed grew and coiled around it again, making the left side a little taller.

Song Yi nodded in satisfaction this time. This was good. No recliner is as comfortable as a bed, and this bed even has a built-in cooling function, so there's no need to turn on the air conditioner in the summer.

Chen Si and her daughter stared in astonishment at the bed that had suddenly appeared, and Ya Ya even touched it curiously.

The shadow huddled under the bed, trembling.

Woohoo, that's terrible.

Song Yi had an incredibly carefree day. He ate grilled fish for breakfast, mushroom soup for lunch, and said he wanted to eat roast chicken in the afternoon. Da Gang went to Grandma Lü's house and stole two chickens.

When other players, after a long day of work, were sore all over, dragging their heavy bodies, starving and scolded, they passed by Da Gang's house and saw Da Gang roasting chicken, Song Yi leisurely lying on a recliner, and Ya Ya washing fruit for Song Yi.

The aroma of roasted chicken wafted to the noses of the other players, and they couldn't resist it.

I don't understand, I really don't understand. We're clearly in a game, but he seems to be on vacation while they seem to be in northern Myanmar.

When Song Yi saw them, he greeted them, "You're back! Did you enjoy the radish?"

Lin Feng and Wang Jiale were speechless for a moment, while Zhao Wei's gaze towards Song Yi deepened.

He is now increasingly regretful. Song Yi was just lucky; he should have been the one enjoying all of this.

He looked at Da Gang's obedient manner towards Song Yi, and then thought about how he had emptied Zhang Dazhong's chamber pot that morning, worked in the fields all day without getting a single meal, and had been beaten and scolded by Zhang Dazhong. His resentment grew even stronger.

If I could go back to Da Gang's house, wouldn't I be safer and wouldn't have to do all this anymore?

Thinking of this, Zhao Wei suddenly rushed to Da Gang's side.

"Can I stay at your house?"

Zhang Dazhong was immediately displeased when he saw Zhao Wei suddenly run up to Da Gang. "Yesterday you were the one who begged me to let you stay at Da Gang's house because you didn't want to go there. Now you're going back on your word?"

Zhang Dazhong said coldly, "What are you doing? Da Gang's family is already occupied; they can't fit any more people in their house."

Zhao Wei turned his head and saw Zhang Dazhong's disgusting face; he wasn't sure he could give up.

"I don't eat much, and I can help you with the work. All I need is a place to sleep, even on the floor."

Da Gang really wanted Zhao Wei; he liked men anyway. He didn't dare offend Song Yi, but this guy didn't seem very capable.

However, there were people at home now, and Da Gang looked back at Song Yi, afraid that Song Yi would disagree and beat him up again.

Da Gang's seemingly requesting Song Yi's consent immediately displeased Zhao Wei.

He was afraid that Song Yi would refuse, so Da Gang wouldn't let him come over.

Zhao Wei said to Song Yi in an unfriendly tone, "We're teammates, after all. Even if you don't want to help, you shouldn't get in the way of others."

Song Yi opened his mouth as if to say something but then stopped. He felt that if he said it was better to stay at Zhang Zhong's house than at Da Gang's, Zhao Wei definitely wouldn't believe him.

"I have no problem with that, but I don't share a bed with anyone else."

When Da Gang saw that Song Yi agreed, his face lit up with joy, and the way he looked at Zhao Wei changed.

Zhao Wei was so excited that he thought he was about to live the same life as Song Yi that he didn't notice the strange look in Da Gang's eyes.