The rising sun shines through the mist on the top of the manor tower. The bell ringer yawns and pulls down the rope with all his strength, and the melodious and deep sound of the bell reverberates in the air.
A new day arrived as promised, and the silent manor came to life in an instant. Smoke emitted from the kitchen, and the maids filed out carrying plates filled with delicious food.
For the top bosses of the stars, eating behavior in order to survive is not necessary. As long as they are still in the embrace of the stars, they have no chance to experience the feeling of hunger.
But the little bird in the C-level dungeon obviously didn't think so, and it felt very unhappy with its empty stomach.
So the girl Nightingale, whose brain was only as big as the tip of her finger, jumped out of her delicate little nest with a dissatisfied look on her face and pulled the nearest strand of silver hair.
Xiaoniao's body was not very strong, but when Yun Chuan had to open his eyes, his long and smooth hair had been ruined like a chicken coop.
"My little princess." The silver-haired young man opened his eyes helplessly. Under the gaze of those golden eyes, the little bird lowered his head pitifully and buried himself completely in the quilt.
He slept very comfortably, and simply put up a barrier to restore it to its original appearance.
"I don't mean to blame you. Come on, girl, I'll take you to dinner." Yun Chuan pulled the huddled little guy out of the quilt in a funny way.
The face changed in an instant, the golden eyes were quickly covered with black, and the long silver hair was replaced with neat short black hair.
Opening the wardrobe, yesterday's dress had disappeared and was replaced by a simple white robe, a neutral style, simple yet elegant.
Yunchuan was in a good mood and gave the bird a crown of intertwined diamonds and rubies.
The corridor was empty, with only seven maids standing there silently. They maintained a stiff posture facing the closed door, their eyes numb and soundless.
"Good morning, sir." Seeing Yun Chuan open the door, a maid came over, "Sir, breakfast is ready, please move over."
"Let's go." Yun Chuan led Xiaoniao down the stairs leisurely. Several old male servants hurriedly stopped their work and lowered their heads to get out of the way. Some of them were holding red mops and brooms, and some were carrying veils. Bucket With White Cloth.
A vaguely familiar smell came, and Yunchuan caught the eyes of those people and casually touched it on the escalator.
Sure enough, one hand was bright red.
"Miss, besides me, who else went to the restaurant?" Yun Chuan turned his hand away, and the blood on his hand condensed into a small blood ball in his palm, which shattered on the ground with a splat.
The maid tilted her head as if thinking, and after a while she said, "The guests in Rooms 3 and 7 have already gone to the breakfast room first, but you don't have to worry, the Duke will only come after all the distinguished guests have arrived. Let’s have dinner.”
The Duke did not give a specific time for breakfast, and it is unlikely that the players would just drag their bloody bodies to eat.
But the blood was too fresh, and it looked like it had been left just now.
However, this is not necessarily human blood... because the smell of blood did not finally dissipate until the two came to the hall. To achieve this amount of bleeding, at least four or five people would have to die.
If half of the people in a B-level dungeon die on the first night, they will be asked to make corrections.
Different from yesterday’s dinner court, the breakfast court is obviously much smaller.
The guests in Rooms 3 and 7 turned around when they heard the noise, and were slightly relieved when they saw it was Yunchuan.
Yunchuan nodded to them and sat across from them.
"Isn't anyone else here yet?" He looked around and asked knowingly.
"Glasses and An An Ningning were already here when we came. They saw that I was brought here by the maid and left quickly after changing my clothes." The person who answered him was Yan Yan, the guest in Room 3. His huge body It looked extremely awkward wrapped in a lace dress.
"Did you encounter... last night?" The fat man frowned and said with a pale face. He remembered that the man ate the most yesterday, so how could he act like a normal person? Could it be that he was pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger?
"We met him. I was lucky enough to bring some self-defense props." Yunchuan certainly knew what he was talking about. He could smell the blood on the fat man across the table, and it looked like he was badly injured.
Most likely, the food he and Spectacles had eaten came to his door at night, but Spectacles was no longer there, so they all attacked him.
The door was pushed open again, and players from the Night Exploration Manor walked in one after another.
Mu Chen also changed into new clothes. The simple blue clothes were embroidered with small pink flowers.
"I'm back." He sat next to Yun Chuan. "I walked around the manor last night and didn't meet the Duke."
"Yeah." Yun Chuan nodded. "There are two more people, are they here?"
"We saw Hong when we came out. She told the maid that she wanted to go with Shanfeng and knocked on his door, but the maid refused." Mu Chen lowered his voice.
"Partners usually have communication tools." Yun Chuan smiled. If a player goes to find other people without permission in front of the NPC, the consequences are self-evident.
"...Don't laugh, please." Mu Chen covered his mouth with a swipe. "You look like a Duke now."
Mu Chen also smelled of blood. Yun Chuan pushed his hand away, "Sorry, I'm used to it."
After waiting for another half-quarter of an hour, Hong walked in. She looked very unhappy. As soon as she came in, she sat down without saying a word and looked up at the door from time to time.
Unfortunately, no one came in until the Duke arrived. "My first assessment criterion is that the nightingale's appearance and demeanor must be appropriate." The blond Duke glanced at each player with a smile.
"At six o'clock tonight, I will review each nightingale. If it does not meet my standards, then I am sorry." He did not go on.
"Does the bird still have manners?" An An muttered softly after the Duke left. There was still a well-fed bird lying in her hand.
Liu Ruoyu glanced at her, "Of course something will destroy the nightingale's appearance on this day and it's not uncommon to train pets, silly kid."
"I'm leaving first." Hong was obviously not in the mood to listen to their chat. She left the restaurant after gaining the maid's consent.
‘We’ll go too. ’ The players stood up one after another. After all, everyone was curious about what was happening on the mountain peak.
When they arrived at the guest room, everyone smelled a strong smell of blood. The door to the mountain was open, and the wooden-faced valet walked in and out, seemingly cleaning.
Hong gasped. She tried to rush into the house despite the dissuasion, but was caught tightly by the male servant.
"Guest, the room has not been tidied up yet. Please wait a moment." The manservant's rough hands held the woman's arm tightly, like two iron pincers.
The Japanese-style house was in a mess.
The wooden furniture was smashed to pieces, and the entire floor seemed to be cracked from the middle, revealing the cement floor. The valet inside mechanically used a mop to mop up the blood on the ground.
Bang...Hong felt a chill on his face.
She raised her head tremblingly and met a desperate face.
The upper body of the mountain hung from the ceiling.
His pitted back seemed to have been hit by something, and the broken bones and flesh had been completely embedded in the cracks in the ceiling.
Relying on some unbroken flesh, the man hung upside down from the ceiling. The blood that had not yet dried up flowed through his eyes that had lost their vitality and hit the ground drop by drop.
"No...impossible." Hong shook her head desperately. She snatched the mop from the valet's hand and tried to remove the mountain peak, but accidentally knocked over the bucket covered with white cloth.
With a crash, a severed foot covered with tooth marks gushed out from the red liquid and fell in front of Hong.
"Stop crying." Mu Chen quickly stepped forward and dragged Hong back by her collar. "Be careful!"
He ducked sideways to avoid the mop thrown by the manservant. The manservant's force was so great that the mop left another hole on the already broken floor.
"Will, what are you doing? How can you be disrespectful to the guests?" Reese's voice suddenly came, and the manservant once again raised his mop hand and froze in place.
The white-haired housekeeper helped Hong who was sitting on the ground, "I'm sorry for this guest, our valet is old and has difficulty cleaning the room. Sometimes he gets excited. I hope he didn't scare the distinguished guest."
"In order to provide you with better service, please do not enter the room that is being cleaned. If you need to rest, you can come to the lounge on the second floor or you can go to the garden to enjoy the scenery." This sentence is meant for other players. What they said.
"We will, thank you for reminding me." Glasses said softly as he looked at the crowd of male servants who were looking at him eagerly.
"Let's go to the garden." Yun Chuan tugged on Mu Chen's clothes and led him out of the guest room.
"Yunchuan." Mu Chen called him in a low voice.
"Huh?"
"Don't you think the guests and VIPs they talk about don't all refer to us? It's like... some people are guests and some are VIPs."
Yun Chuan was a little surprised when he heard this question, and his voice was a bit teasing. "Ning Yu, An Xu, plus Hong. I thought you would lament the tragic death of that person, and then curse the stars. This is in line with your character of the Holy Mother."
"Don't be like this, I just don't want to see anyone die in front of me. Don't split the issue." Mu Chen felt helpless.
"You are very perceptive, but I didn't read the script this time. If your guess is correct, then who will be the honored guest?"
"No matter what kind of guest they are, they are all outsiders. If the others don't deliberately hide their identities, then they are the ones most likely to become VIPs." Mu Chen opened the outer pocket of Yunchuan's robe.
Three little birds huddled together and slept in confusion.
"Why are there three?" Mu Chen was stunned. He saw his nightingale quietly squeezed into Yunchuan's pocket, but the other one...
"The nightingale on the mountain peak has been following you in the morning." He said with determination.
"There's nothing I can do. This little bird is frightened and knocked on my window early in the morning." Yun Chuan opened his hand and let the little bird be wrapped in cloth again. "Don't disturb their sleep. You should look behind you now. There will be surprises~"
(End of chapter)