Transformed into a heartthrob's simp, every day is a battleground.

Chapter 255 A Single Net Sweep

Lou Yanchuan continued, recounting the events, "We actually relied on each other, sharing a bunk bed in the same room." He looked at Yan Xun, "Director Yan, isn't the script outdated?"

Yan Xun chuckled twice and ignored him.

“There are so many houses with white roofs, it’s impossible for us to become so familiar with the owners every time,” Lou Yanchuan said.

"What insightful opinion does Grandpa Lou have?" Yan Xun asked.

"Isn't that simple?" Lou Yanchuan gestured as if he were about to slash a knife. "The fog has really come in. Let's go inside first."

"This community doesn't say you can't kill other players or NPCs, right?"

"Your idea is quite bizarre," Yan Xun remarked. "What neighborhood would post a notice saying you can break into a house and kill the original owner?"

“This community and the instance have security guards, okay?” Yan Xun said. “It’s not a lawless place.”

"Did you get addicted to being a con artist and swindler in the 'Sister-in-Law' instance, and now you think you can run rampant and do whatever you want here?"

Lou Yanchuan had no doubt that Yan Xun was taking the opportunity to subtly criticize him.

He watched Yan Xun rattle off a whole bunch of things before finally asking, "So, are you in or not?"

Yan Xun glanced at him. "Of course I'll do it."

"I just told you not to go too far, and it's best not to let the security guards find out."

Lou Yanchuan sighed, "Yan Xun, I love your ability to lie through your teeth."

Yan Xun looked at Lou Yanchuan and said, "I learned it from you, Uncle."

The two walked and talked, and soon returned to their house.

Yan Xun opened the door and saw Shuangshuang sitting on the sofa watching TV. Upon seeing the two of them, she immediately rushed over, "Where have you been!"

"Go take your uncle out for a walk to clear his head," Yan Xun said, lifting Shuangshuang, who was clinging to him, into his arms. "Why aren't you doing your homework?"

Shuangshuang ignored Yan Xun and struggled to get off him.

Lou Yanchuan looked at her, "You want to play with your brother?"

“Yes!” Shuangshuang looked at Lou Yanchuan, her face showing an expression that said, “My uncle really understands me.”

Yan Xun sat halfway on the armrest of the sofa. "Why don't you usually come to see me?"

Shuangshuang looked at Yan Xun with a puzzled expression, "I'm not usually home."

She seemed a little confused as to why Yan Xun would ask such a silly question, but fortunately, Lou Yan Chuan quickly drew her attention—

Lou Yanchuan suddenly showed a pained expression, saying that he felt unwell and asked Yan Xun to push him back to his room.

"Shuangshuang is watching TV outside," Lou Yanchuan said to Shuangshuang. "Your brother can help me."

Seeing this, Shuangshuang still wanted to follow, but Yan Xun blocked her way.

“If you don’t want to watch TV, you can go do your homework,” Yan Xun said, bending down to Shuangshuang. “You can choose one.”

Shuangshuang immediately took a few steps back, obediently ran to sit on the sofa, and showed with her actions that she wanted to watch TV and didn't want to do her homework.

Yan Xun then pushed Lou Yanchuan to his room on the first floor.

Upon entering the room, Yan Xun immediately closed the door, and Lou Yanchuan also spoke up, "Shuangshuang said she's usually not home."

"A boarding school?" Yan Xun guessed.

In the game's setting, I am an ordinary third-year college student, but instead of living in the dormitory, I choose to commute to school.

Lou Yanchuan was once an adventurer, but after breaking his leg in an accident, he could only stay at home.

“Lin Wen and Fang Shuo are two people. One is a landscape photographer who travels all year round, and the other is a horror novelist who is a homebody who spends most of his time creating.” Yan Xun thought for a moment.

"The people in the remaining houses are the same."

For example, the guy with the buzz cut is a rich second-generation who stays in a villa and doesn't go to work. Shu Fan and Duan Songen are both bloggers who work from home most of the time and don't need to commute.

In Yan Xun's family, Yan Xun's parents need to commute to work every day.

If it weren't for summer vacation, Shuangshuang wouldn't be at home.

"So only we players will stay in the house the whole time?" Yan Xun pointed to himself, then looked at Lou Yanchuan. "But isn't this clue a bit too obvious?"

"As long as players are willing to communicate with other people in the community, they will quickly discover these differences."

For example, Xiao He, whom they visited, was only staying at home because of her annual leave; otherwise, she would be at the company at this time.

If players are willing to visit other houses, they will soon discover this clue. Even if they cannot determine whether their speculation is correct, they will become suspicious of their roommate's "abnormality".

“Lin Wen, Zhu Gan, and that muscular guy,” Yan Xun said. “The three of them need to go out frequently.”

Lin Wen is a landscape photographer, Zhu Gan works the night shift at a nearby supermarket, and Muscular Man works at an amusement park.

"It looks like it has the characteristics of an NPC," Yan Xun said.

"What did you say to Bamboo Pole yesterday?" Lou Yanchuan asked.

“We didn’t talk about much,” Yan Xun said, briefly recounting his conversation with Zhu Gan. “His scars are a bit strange.”

"It looks like a scar left from some major accident."

"The dungeon still hasn't given us a clear mission..." Yan Xun said, then looked at Lou Yanchuan, "Are all D-rank dungeons like this?"

"All we need to do is try to survive?"

“Each D-level dungeon is different. Excluding the simplest F-level dungeons which are suitable for beginners, D-level dungeons generally do not have overly difficult puzzles or complicated decryption methods.”

Lou Yanchuan began, “The most important point is that the NPCs in these dungeons are relatively less intelligent.”

"Like most NPCs in ordinary games, they only give simple responses."

“Take the parents in this family, for example,” Lou Yanchuan said. “They weren’t interested in the details we were discussing; they were just there as background figures in the story.”

"Shuangshuang is a little smarter than them; she's interested in what we talk about and reacts to the topics."

“Lin Wen is much smarter than them,” Yan Xun recalled, recalling Lin Wen whom he had met yesterday.

The other party looks just like a real player; you will actively communicate with them and discover some clues.

Yan Xun glanced at the time again and saw that it was almost 12 o'clock, so he paused the chat and went with Lou Yanchuan and Shuangshuang to visit Shu Fan's house.

……

Shu Fan's house was less than a 10-minute walk from them.

The green roof was quite conspicuous. Yan Xun glanced at the dark clouds overhead and wondered, "Could there be a thick fog at this hour?"

Lou Yanchuan looked around and said, "We need to find an escape route when the fog appears."

However, the only white-roofed house along the way from their home to Shu Fan's home was their own.

Yan Xun looked at Lou Yanchuan's wheelchair.

Lou Yanchuan noticed his gaze. "Are you thinking that things would be much simpler if I weren't in a wheelchair?"

At such a close distance, even if thick fog appeared along the way, it would be enough for Yan Xun to make a turnaround.

"Why don't you not go?" Yan Xun didn't deny that this was what he was thinking.

"Sure," Lou Yanchuan nodded. "Anyway, it's fine for me whether I go or not."

Lou Yanchuan wasn't just saying this to be hypocritical; he genuinely felt that way—he didn't think this gathering would uncover any useful clues, or rather, he felt that a dungeon between D and C level wasn't worth going to such lengths for.

Yan Xun's hand rested on Lou Yanchuan's wheelchair, while his other hand held Shuangshuang's hand.

Just when Lou Yanchuan thought Yan Xun was going to abandon him and head to that green house alone—

Yan Xun walked up to him and half-squatted down. "Get on."

Lou Yanchuan was somewhat surprised, but he still reached out and put his hands on Yan Xun's shoulders. "That's so nice?"

"He's showing his love and care for lonely elderly people again?"

Yan Xun, unusually, didn't engage in verbal sparring with him. Instead, he turned his head to look at him and said, "I only agreed to bring you into this instance after I accepted your items."

Lou Yanchuan thought for a moment and understood Yan Xun's meaning.

Yan Xun felt that since he had accepted Lou Yanchuan's items, there was no reason for him to leave him alone in the house without any dungeon experience.

Lou Yanchuan was silent for a moment, then said, "What if I want to win without lifting a finger?"

"You don't want any dungeon experience?"

Yan Xun stood up and gestured for Shuangshuang to push the wheelchair ahead. "You're dreaming, thinking you can win by lying down." He turned to Lou Yanchuan and said, "You're lucky you can win sitting down."

……

Fang Shuo saw Yan Xun carrying Lou Yanchuan on his back and Shuangshuang pushing a wheelchair on the road.

For a moment, he felt like he was watching some kind of melodramatic TV series... In the end, Yan Xun was the first to notice him and greet him.

Fang Shuo waved his hand somewhat awkwardly, "Why aren't you in a wheelchair?"

He looked at the wheelchair Shuangshuang was pushing, then at Lou Yanchuan behind Yan Xun, "Has the condition worsened?"

Yan Xun: "………………"

He began to wonder if there were any normal people in this instance.

Although he didn't say anything, his expression conveyed the same meaning, immediately making Fang Shuo realize that he had asked a stupid question.

"Haha, I was just kidding," Fang Shuo said awkwardly.

"Wasn't Lin Wen with you?" Yan Xun asked.

“She went out to gather clues this morning,” Fang Shuo said. “We agreed to meet at Shu Fan’s house.”

As they spoke, the green house was already close at hand, less than 200 meters away... but the fog spread so quickly.

When Yan Xun saw a wisp of mist that looked like a thin veil, he immediately said something to Shuangshuang.

"Never mind the wheelchair, go to Shu Fan's house first!"

"Your uncle isn't feeling well, I'll take him back!"

Fang Shuo also received a rule in the morning warning players to be careful of the foggy weather.

Please do not go out in heavy fog. If fog suddenly appears when you go outside, please return indoors as soon as possible.

Before entering the house, check the color of the roof.

He was about to ask Yan Xun why he ran back when he saw that Yan Xun had already darted dozens of meters away before the fog rolled in!

No? This person is a sprinter?

How can you run so fast?

The question had barely crossed Fang Shuo's mind when his legs moved faster than his brain, and he ran back after Yan Xun.

He was about to ask Yan Xun why she didn't go to Shu Fan's house to hide, when he suddenly remembered the rule about paying attention to the color of the house... However, at the time, neither he nor Lin Wen understood what the rule about paying attention to the color of the roof meant.

When Fang Shuo saw Yan Xun running towards the house with the white roof, he immediately realized what was going on!

He immediately found the red roof of his house!

Fortunately, his home wasn't too far from Shu Fan's, and he arrived a step ahead of Yan Xun, managing to sneak into his house before the thick fog completely enveloped it.

By the time he looked out the window to check on Yan Xun, the thick fog had completely enveloped him, and he could no longer find any trace of Yan Xun.

Fang Shuo was a little anxious. He pressed his face against the window, desperately searching for a figure that looked like Yan Xun in the thick fog... Soon he saw a blurry figure appear in the fog and head straight for his house.

"Fang Shuo".

The fog outside was so thick that even at such a close distance, Fang Shuo couldn't see the faces of the people outside.

But he remembered that voice; it was Lin Wen's voice.

Immediately afterwards, there was a knock on the door.

"Fang Shuo, open the door and let me in."

"The fog is so thick outside."

Fang Shuo hurriedly walked to the door, and just as he was about to open it, he suddenly noticed the shoes by the door.

—These are Lin Wen's shoes.

He remembered that the other person was wearing these same pairs when they went out that morning.

Is Lin Wen at home?

A question flashed through Fang Shuo's mind, but Lin Wen's voice outside the door became even more urgent.

"Hurry up, hurry up."

"A thick fog is really coming!"

...Could he have misremembered? Fang Shuo was suddenly flustered by the noise outside. What if Lin Wen died outside if he didn't open the door?

Just as Fang Shuo was about to open the door, he noticed the peephole on the door.

Why don't you take a look first?

With that thought in his mind, he prepared to remove the cover over the peephole—

"Don't open the door."

Suddenly, a pair of hands braced themselves on the door panel and pressed down on the barrier.

Fang Shuo turned around and found Lin Wen behind him, her hair wet and wearing a bathrobe.

"You're home?" Fang Shuo asked in surprise.

"Okay," Lin Wen said, "Don't open the door."

"That's not me outside."

Whether their conversation was overheard by someone outside or not, the thing suddenly shouted—

"Fang Shuo, you've been fooled!"

That's not me!

"I am the real one."

Lin Wen dried her hair with a towel, looking at Fang Shuo, then at the door. "Do you believe her or me?" she asked, then looked at Fang Shuo suspiciously. "You don't believe such a clumsy attempt at sowing discord, do you?"

"Ha, ha." Fang Shuo chuckled dryly.

He dared not admit that he had almost believed it.

After drying her hair, Lin Wen looked out at the thick fog and finally said to Fang Shuo, "You're quite clever."

Fang Shuo was worried that Lin Wen would think he was deliberately hiding clues, so he hurriedly explained that he only realized that "roof color" might refer to the color of his own roof after he saw Yan Xun running back.

Lin Wen looked at Fang Shuo and said, "I don't suspect that you deliberately concealed it."

"I know you can't figure out this answer."

Fang Shuo: "..."

“But I think you should be careful of Yan Xun,” Lin Wen said, looking somewhat hesitant. “I heard…”

"What did you hear?" Fang Shuo asked immediately.

"He shouldn't be a low-level player," Lin Wen speculated. "Neither should Lou Yanchuan."

"Although we don't know their purpose, high-level players coming to low-level dungeons, unless the dungeon is hiding some secret."

"or……"

"Or what?"

“If they hadn’t been planning to blast us,” Lin Wen said, “they might have tried to catch us all.”