Don't pretend, everyone knows you're the villain!

Bullets and soulfire caused no damage; in the original timeline—it was destined that Countess Campbell would fall into Duke Russell's hands tonight.

The gunshots and fighting were quite loud, but Jiang Yuzhou, who was sleeping soundly in bed, was completely unaware of them.

Xi Mingzhu was entangled by NPCs, and he was no match for them all; there were simply too many NPCs for him to escape.

The leading NPC stood to the side with a rope, seemingly waiting to tie up Countess Campbell once she was completely captured.

Russell watched the scene with a smile. "Fool, be careful not to hurt the lovely lady."

Xi Mingzhu used every available obstacle in this space, and only now did he fully realize how much power it would take to kick someone away. Lu Tiannan's strength was indeed not to be underestimated.

After a while of fighting, Xi Mingzhu gradually lost ground.

Using beds, sofas, and tables as barriers is no longer an option.

Run out... leaving the room gives you a chance.

Thinking this, Xi Mingzhu ran towards Russell's direction, when suddenly it felt as if a pair of hands covered his mouth and nose with a cloth. Before he could get close to Russell, everything went dark.

what happened?

This was Xi Mingzhu's last thought after losing consciousness.

0561 watched helplessly as Xi Mingzhu suddenly collapsed.

Oh no! It must be a weakening effect caused by the recurrence of the original timeline. Countess Campbell can't escape, and neither can the host.

0561 desperately tried to ram Duke Russell, hoping to do something to turn the tide.

The other NPCs seemed oblivious to anything amiss. The lead NPC tied a rope around Xi Mingzhu's body and then injected him with a syringe.

Drug injection.

There's no need to bind someone who's in a coma so tightly; the Duke of Russell was certainly thorough in his actions.

Duke Russell leered as he leaned closer to the bound Simmons, inhaling his scent with rapt attention.

“You beautiful treasure, I will cherish you dearly…”

As Russell left the room first, the other NPCs lifted and moved Xi Mingzhu, following closely behind.

0561 followed these NPCs closely, watching them enter a bedroom, which contained a secret room.

Inside the secret room was a huge golden birdcage.

After the attendant untied the ropes binding Xi Mingzhu, a maid entered. The maid helped Xi Mingzhu change into light clothing and then left the birdcage, locking it again.

The sheer red gauze skirt barely covered the top of her thighs.

Xi Mingzhu is now like a canary, unconscious and locked in a cage. And the person who keeps the canary is watching him...

Duke Russell, holding a glass of Burgundy red wine, patiently waited for Sleeping Beauty, who was still fast asleep, to awaken due to the effects of the medication.

The lust in his eyes had long been released by this cage.

Swallow it down bite by bite, greedily devouring it.

Xi Mingzhu opened his eyes groggily, his vision still blurry and his mind very unclear.

The first thing we heard was 0561's cheerful voice: "Host, are you alright? We need to get out of here quickly."

Xi Mingzhu shook his head, but it had no effect; he couldn't hear clearly.

I managed to stand up, my mind and body in a daze, it was terrible.

An inexplicable heat, a confused mind, and only one thought: to leave.

In a daze, he saw a golden fence, one after another blocking his way not far away.

Duke Russell was delighted to see Mrs. Campbell awaken, and casually tossed his wine glass aside, where it shattered on the floor.

0561 panicked when it saw Duke Russell about to open the cage door and come in, and it struggled to hold up the candle with its head.

"Host, that old man is coming in! Run!!"

Xi Mingzhu struggled to decipher 0561's words, trying to make out the last word: "run."

A figure was approaching him.

Xi Mingzhu staggered backward, his blurred vision unable to make out who was approaching. His body was weak and feverish…

A gunshot rang out, and 0561 watched helplessly as Xi Mingzhu gripped the gun and fired a shot into his own left arm.

The pain forced him to concentrate, and he realized that someone he knew was nearby—the Duke of Russell.

Xi Mingzhu raised his gun and fired a few shots at Russell, and as expected, Russell healed himself. The only tool he could use was this gun; if he couldn't even use a gun, he would have to rely on his fists.

Russell kept closing in.

Xi Mingzhu gritted his teeth, his right fingers twisting around the gun hole in his left arm to force his nerves to stay awake.

The loss of blood made his face turn pale.

She managed to conceal the flushed, hot complexion.

In this state, we can fight, but how long can we fight?

Xi Mingzhu didn't have time to think about whether this behavior was worthwhile or had any chance of success.

Her blood-stained right fist swung at Russell; this time, her skirt was short enough not to hinder the fight.

Russell saw this as flirting, his face full of lewdness, completely unconcerned about the punches and kicks coming his way.

Each strike consumed a great deal of energy, yet in reality, it did not cause any damage to the opponent.

Countess Campbell's identity card is a dead end.

Depriving players of the ability to resist—that's truly the fate of cannon fodder. Such a laughable way to die…

After struggling for a few more minutes, Xi Mingzhu was panting heavily.

The pain made it impossible for me to stay awake.

The effects of the drug repeatedly assaulted my mind and nerves.

His vision was blurry, making it difficult for him to see clearly, and his consciousness was scattered, making it impossible for him to concentrate.

A hand gripped his ankle tightly, as if trying to drag him closer.

Xi Mingzhu used his last bit of strength to kick and break free, but he couldn't.

Mrs. Campbell's despair was relived, and she realized how suffocating it was. These beasts who devour people without spitting out the bones, the fake ball was a murderous cage.

0561 watched helplessly as Xi Mingzhu once again took out the silver-white pistol, this time aiming it at his own heart.

A gunshot rang out, and the bullet pierced the heart.

"..." 0561 stared blankly at the dead Xi Mingzhu, his mind a complete blank.

This time, it didn't make a fuss about writing a self-criticism; its round little body kept desperately ramming into Duke Russell, who was still trying to drag away Xi Mingzhu's body.

Even knowing it's useless, we must continue.

The outcome is already decided, but I can't forgive myself if I don't do something.

Lu Tiannan couldn't sleep on the sofa in the middle of the night. He was annoyed to see Zhai Mingxu sleeping soundly on the bed. If the person on the bed were in his bed, he would be sleeping soundly too.

I was so eager to go and see it.

Lu Tiannan walked towards Jiang Yuzhou and Shen Yi's lounge, still thinking about how to explain his true feelings about the night visit to his brother.

My joy was dashed.

The open door, the vanished Shen Yi.

Lu Tiannan tried to wake Jiang Yuzhou multiple times but to no avail. It's clear that the forced slumber caused by his alternate identity was due to his dungeon-like status.

That daytime debauchery was just the beginning.

The victims have to go through even more...

Lu Tiannan searched every room, and the NPCs, awakened by the noise, gathered in front of the broken doors.

Where is he? Is it Russell, John, or Anderson? Or someone else?

Where will they take people?

Gu Junbo, Zhai Mingxu, and Lu Yang all came out when they heard the commotion. A group of NPCs in the corridor were discussing the fact that Duke William had gone mad.

Lu Tiannan ignored them and kicked or smashed open every tightly closed door.