Bai Lixin: [Let’s go and meet this Luo Mei.]
S419M: [How do we meet her? She’s a celebrity. Will she see us?]
Bai Lixin’s eyes flickered and he pulled an old-style flip phone from his backpack. [Don’t forget, we still have this.]
S419M: [Do you suspect that the mysterious person who has been sending messages to this phone is Luo Mei? Is there any evidence?]
Bai Lixin: [There’s no concrete evidence. Let’s try it and see, there’s nothing to lose anyway.]
With that, Bai Lixin rapidly typed a message on his phone: [Can I meet you?]
After sending the message, Bai Lixin ignored it and once again tossed the phone into the system package.
The Taoist opposite him had recovered; his face was flushed and he fanned his scalded tongue as he exaggeratedly exclaimed, “The soup here is really hot.”
“Oh, I got scalded and forgot to mention something. I heard my master say that a very long time ago, there were many ancient gods on the ground.”
“People worshipped and enshrined them.”
“Later, with large-scale human migrations, death, cultural changes, and so on, these ancient gods were forgotten and abandoned one by one.”
“Based on what you just said, those stone statues are highly likely to be forgotten ancient gods. They were all placed beneath the library. Even though humans forgot about them, those towering water jets pay homage to them, preventing them from disappearing from this world.”
“You’re really lucky. Though they are abandoned ancient gods, they’re still true deities. You must have really good luck to have managed to escape from that group of gods.”
Bai Lixin’s hand that was about to put a steamed bun into his mouth halted: “……”
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In the live broadcast room
[Say ‘dog,’ not ‘shit,’ let’s maintain civility and etiquette.]
[God Xin: I thank you, old man.]
[God Xin is savoring this meal, enjoying its flavor and aroma.]
[No wonder the scythe couldn’t split the stone statues yesterday. The scythe is a divine tool, and the stone statue is a god, those are different tiers, right?]
[This copy is quite challenging, but fortunately, the task in this copy isn’t to kill gods, they just need to find clues and reasons.]
[I just want to ask, won’t God Xin fight the copy boss at that time?]
[Ah, about that…]
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Bai Lixin didn’t know if the meal was good, but it was certainly thrilling.
When passing by an old residential area, the Taoist got out of the car. Bai Lixin watched him through the window; the Taoist entered an alleyway, moving quickly and disappearing within a blink.
By the time the driver brought Bai Lixin to Shen Mo’s workplace, it was already half-past nine in the morning.
Shen Mo was still filming that historical drama, but the location had changed.
The driver pointed in a direction before parking and leaving. Carrying Shen Mo’s coat, Bai Lixin followed the direction indicated by the driver and after a short walk, he spotted a person hanging in mid-air from a distance.
Dressed in a tattered DlTaoist robe that had been washed to a pale white, the man in mid-air elegantly performed a sword dance, eventually landing gracefully on the ground.
With a piercing gaze, the man surveyed his surroundings, but when his gaze fell upon a certain young man, it changed, instantly transforming like spring sun breaking through the cold winter.
“Cut!” The director’s voice came from afar. “Good, good, your expression is finally spot on, Shen Mo. You’re finally enlightened after filming all morning. I wanted this type of steel-hard tenderness, the moment you see your loved one and let down all your guard.”
“That’s it for today!”
As the staff members helped Shen Mo remove his costume, he stood amidst the group and waved at Bai Lixin.
Bai Lixin hesitated briefly, then walked over, holding out the coat. “I’ve come to return your coat.”
Shen Mo casually took the coat. “Did you sleep well last night?”
His tone was neither light nor heavy, yet almost everyone on set could hear it.
The cacophony of conversation instantly stopped as people perked up their ears.
‘Last night?
Did you sleep well?
This…was this something they should hear?!
If this news were to leak out, it could cause a stir for a whole week!’
With some embarrassment, Bai Lixin glanced at the crowd of people with raised ears around him. “I slept fine, thank you for your coat.”
“Why be so polite,” the wires were untied, and Shen Mo walked out from the crowd, casually draping the coat over the young man’s shoulders. “I saw you were still asleep when I left this morning. You slept quite heavily. Were you tired from yesterday?”
Everyone: !!!
‘When he left in the morning?
Tired?
Ah, ah, ah, was this something they could hear?!’
Bai Lixin blushed and lowered his head.
Nothing actually happened yesterday! Why did it sound like they had a three-hundred-round battle in bed?!
It would be fine if they really battled, but the problem was he didn’t get anything!
He couldn’t let this loss go unavenged!
“It’s good that you came in time. I don’t think we could’ve wrapped up this scene by evening if it weren’t for you. I don’t want to be the one delaying the progress of the crew.”
Shen Mo’s voice was low and tinged with tenderness. The two walked up to the director side by side. “Director, I’m done for today. You all can continue; we’re leaving first.”
Everyone’s internal radar went into a frenzy again.
‘No wonder the gaze just now was so affectionate; turns out he saw his lover.
We’re leaving first?
Are they newlyweds? Sticking together every day?!’
The director was left stupefied, nodding absentmindedly. “Oh, alright, take care. Goodbye.”
Only after the two had walked a distance did the director come to his senses, grabbing the sleeve of his assistant and pointing at Bai Lixin’s figure. “Doesn’t that person look familiar?”
The assistant looked blank. “Uh, like a fairy?”
“Like a fairy my ass,” the director slapped the assistant’s shoulder with a rolled-up script. “Doesn’t he resemble that very spirited performing arts student we got from the Love Variety set? I remember her name was Xiao Xin.”
The assistant contemplated for a few seconds before coming to a realization. “Yes, Director, now that you mention it, he really does look similar!”
“Why does he look so much like her? Damn it, could Senior Shen have gotten him as a substitute? Could this ancestor be infatuated with Xiao Xin, failed to win her over, so he chased a boy who looks exactly like Xiao Xin? He’s on the wrong path. Substitution dramas and novels never end well; the endings all lead to wife chasing crematoriums!”
The director stared at the assistant as if he was looking at an idiot. “What the fuck have you been looking at every day? Are you an idiot? He is Xiao Xin, and Xiao Xin is him!”
This assistant seemed to have a serious condition; should they replace the assistant to raise the team’s overall intelligence level?
The assistant’s gaping mouth could fit an egg. “Fuck, seriously?!”
The director: “I’ve been a director for so many years; my eyes are like a ruler—sharp and unerring.”
The assistant once again looked at the departing figures of the two and his gaze turned oddly profound. “Hisss, I didn’t see that coming. It’s not a substitute drama but rather cross-dressing play. As expected of this ancestor, he plays quite wildly, it’s really thrilling!”
The director: “…”
‘Someone, where did you find this assistant? Take him back for me!’
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In the live broadcast room
[Hahaha, the assistant is basically me in real life.]
[Did the assistant bring my mouth into the copy?]
[The assistant is truly a wise fool, the director’s utterly bewildered.]
[Finding a substitute, wife chasing crematorium, cross-dressing play, is this assistant falling asleep to Jinjiang every night? Knows quite a bit, he has potential.]
**Jinjiang is a base for women’s online literature and novels. Wife chasing crematorium is a situation or novel routine where A was indifferent/bad to B, and then a fell in love with B, but because A was not good at B before, B is no longer interested and A has to “chase his wife”. All the difficulties in the process of “chasing” are the so-called “crematorium”.[Looking forward to it intensely.]
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By the time Shen Mo finished removing his makeup and changing clothes, it was already ten in the morning.
In the meantime, the system’s voice had rang out in Bai Lixin’s mind once.
[Ding! Player death x1. 8 players remaining currently. Players, please take your professional tasks seriously, cherish your lives, and become useful members of society. Avoid becoming useless individuals.]
[The current game time has entered the fourth day. Players, please be mindful of time management. I wish everyone an enjoyable gaming experience.]
Just as the system announcement concluded, the group chat erupted.
Mohawk: [? Another death? How did it happen? What’s going on?]
Man in the suit: [We should all confirm our safety, let’s see who’s missing.]
Bangs: [I’m here.]
Xia Chi: [Me too.]
Bai Lixin: [Here.]
One by one, the players reported their safety.
Mohawk: [The software engineer and a seem to be absent.]
Twin Ponytails: [I’m here, I’m here. Sorry, I just saw the message; I was sleeping earlier.]
Mohawk: [Then it’s just Software Engineer left. Is the software engineer here?]
A dozen seconds of prolonged waiting passed, and there was no response.
Man in the suit: [It’s highly likely that it’s him this time. According to the previous reports, he had been emphasizing how tired and intensive his work was. It seems he didn’t complete his professional task.]
Mohawk: [Sigh, he’s really unlucky. If they gave me his workload, I might not even be competent enough.]
Man in the suit: [Let’s analyze this. The system prompt always comes at ten, so it should be a summary of the previous day’s work. The system always stresses the importance of performing well at work, indicating that improper completion leads to unemployment.]
Bangs: [The cost of unemployment is death.]
Man in the suit: [Yes, exactly. So, for the following days, we have to be more diligent, and we must complete our tasks properly.]
Mohawk: [What’s the use of just completing tasks? When the seven days and nights are up, we’ll still die if we haven’t completed the main task.]
Bangs: [Sigh, Clues, where are you? These past two days, the words ‘eye’ and ‘balls’ make me jittery.]
Man in the suit: [? You saw the words ‘eye’ and ‘balls’? Where did you see them?]
Bangs: [In the kindergarten students’ textbooks. I really don’t understand what’s up with these teaching materials; the reading materials for kindergarteners are so bloody.]
Man in the suit: [Bloody? Do you mind sharing it with us?]
Bangs: [Hold on, let me find that picture book. This story is supposed to teach children about human organs, but I think it’s just a terrifying nursery rhyme.]
[Here it goes—
Snap, Snap, Snap, sever.
Bang, bang, bang, crack open.
With the left hand holding the heart, the right hand peeling back the skull, Lai Mi picked up the round eyeball.
Snap, Snap, Snap, sever.
Bang, bang, bang, crack open.
With intestines wrapped around the shoulder, hands prying apart the ribcage, Lai Mi lifted the bulging stomach.
Snap, Snap, Snap, sever.
Bang, bang, bang, crack open.
Holding an axe in the left hand, a cleaver in the right, Lai Mi quietly entered the courtyard.
Alright, it’s over.]
Everyone: […]
Mohawk: [?!!! And you call this a nursery rhyme?!!! Fuck, adults would cry out for help when they see this, damn it! Do kids really read this? Are they insane? Shouldn’t kids be reading cute and lovely fairy tales?!]
Xia Chi: [Well, though… according to records, the earliest origins of fairy tales were actually meant to caution naïve girls and make them wary of bad people. There was once research conducted on fairy tales. The fairy tales we see now are very heartwarming, but the earliest versions were quite horrifying.]
[The princess who killed her own biological mother.]
[The prince who impregnated the sleeping princess.]
[The witch who was beheaded.]
[The wicked sister who cut off her own toes, bleeding into her shoes.]
[The birds that pecked out the evil sister’s eyes.]
[The king who forced his daughter to marry a monster, leading to her torment and death…]
Mohawk: [Alright, alright, I get it. Stop talking, spare me.]
Bangs: [This nursery rhyme might also serve as a warning. By creating a fearful figure like “Lai Mi” for children, it teaches them to be obedient and well-behaved, not to wander around, or else “Lai Mi” will appear before them and cut out their intestines and eyes. It’s truly chilling.]
Man in the suit:[My heart goes out to you.]
Bangs: [No need for your sympathy. Even though the nursery rhyme mentions eyes, I don’t think it’s related to our task. Anyway, I haven’t found any connection. Let’s look for clues from another angle.]
Man in the suit: [I have to visit X University again today and take the chance to go to the library.]
Bai Lixin: [I went to the library last night. I made a discovery.]
Following that, Bai Lixin shared his discoveries in the group, just as he did with the Taoist. He still kept his suspicion on the fact that the hall was missing something and also Shen Mo’s presence hidden.
Man in the suit: [Ancient gods? Lady Yuexian? Could the culprit be a follower of Lady Yuexian? Maybe that suspicious librarian with the eye condition. Could the eyes we saw be his damaged eye?]
[Could he be a follower of that Lady Yuexian, maybe he prayed for her to replace his eye? We need to find this librarian, but he’s abroad now. How do we locate him?]
Bai Lixin: [He’s not abroad anymore.]
Xia Chi: [??? Brother, then where is he now?]
Bai Lixin: [I’ve seen his selfie. Though he took pictures of himself, the window reflected the outside scenery. The image is a bit fuzzy, but I can vaguely see that he was in an ice cream shop. The reflection on the window showed a few characters of the café’s name. The only part I could clearly make out is “Chuan Fruit.”]
Mohawk: [Chuan Fruit? It sounds familiar. Let me think…]
[Wangchuan Fruit Mix shop?! Isn’t it Wangchuan Fruit Mix shop? I used to pass by there a lot when I was delivering food.]
[!!! Unexpectedly, my professional advantage is recognizing place names? Luckily, I’m not lazy; even if I’m busy, I try to remember the places I pass by. Effort pays off!]
Man in the suit: [It feels like the clues are becoming clearer. Our decision to form a group was indeed wise. Solving puzzles alone is impossible. The clues we each hold are like puzzle pieces; only by working together can we find the final answer.]
Bai Lixin: [Where is Wangchuan Fruit Mix Shop located?]
Mohawk: [This shop is a chain; there are several of them in this city and they’re not very close to each other. Quite coincidentally, I know the addresses of these shops; you can call me the Navigation Expert.]
Man in the suit:[Then let’s split up and investigate nearby for clues about this person.]
Bai Lixin: [Alright, I’ll post the photo in the group.]
Bai Lixin: [Let’s go and meet this Luo Mei.]
S419M: [How do we meet her? She’s a celebrity. Will she see us?]
Bai Lixin’s eyes flickered and he pulled an old-style flip phone from his backpack. [Don’t forget, we still have this.]
S419M: [Do you suspect that the mysterious person who has been sending messages to this phone is Luo Mei? Is there any evidence?]
Bai Lixin: [There’s no concrete evidence. Let’s try it and see, there’s nothing to lose anyway.]
With that, Bai Lixin rapidly typed a message on his phone: [Can I meet you?]
After sending the message, Bai Lixin ignored it and once again tossed the phone into the system package.
The Taoist opposite him had recovered; his face was flushed and he fanned his scalded tongue as he exaggeratedly exclaimed, “The soup here is really hot.”
“Oh, I got scalded and forgot to mention something. I heard my master say that a very long time ago, there were many ancient gods on the ground.”
“People worshipped and enshrined them.”
“Later, with large-scale human migrations, death, cultural changes, and so on, these ancient gods were forgotten and abandoned one by one.”
“Based on what you just said, those stone statues are highly likely to be forgotten ancient gods. They were all placed beneath the library. Even though humans forgot about them, those towering water jets pay homage to them, preventing them from disappearing from this world.”
“You’re really lucky. Though they are abandoned ancient gods, they’re still true deities. You must have really good luck to have managed to escape from that group of gods.”
Bai Lixin’s hand that was about to put a steamed bun into his mouth halted: “……”
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In the live broadcast room
[Say ‘dog,’ not ‘shit,’ let’s maintain civility and etiquette.]
[God Xin: I thank you, old man.]
[God Xin is savoring this meal, enjoying its flavor and aroma.]
[No wonder the scythe couldn’t split the stone statues yesterday. The scythe is a divine tool, and the stone statue is a god, those are different tiers, right?]
[This copy is quite challenging, but fortunately, the task in this copy isn’t to kill gods, they just need to find clues and reasons.]
[I just want to ask, won’t God Xin fight the copy boss at that time?]
[Ah, about that…]
————————-
Bai Lixin didn’t know if the meal was good, but it was certainly thrilling.
When passing by an old residential area, the Taoist got out of the car. Bai Lixin watched him through the window; the Taoist entered an alleyway, moving quickly and disappearing within a blink.
By the time the driver brought Bai Lixin to Shen Mo’s workplace, it was already half-past nine in the morning.
Shen Mo was still filming that historical drama, but the location had changed.
The driver pointed in a direction before parking and leaving. Carrying Shen Mo’s coat, Bai Lixin followed the direction indicated by the driver and after a short walk, he spotted a person hanging in mid-air from a distance.
Dressed in a tattered DlTaoist robe that had been washed to a pale white, the man in mid-air elegantly performed a sword dance, eventually landing gracefully on the ground.
With a piercing gaze, the man surveyed his surroundings, but when his gaze fell upon a certain young man, it changed, instantly transforming like spring sun breaking through the cold winter.
“Cut!” The director’s voice came from afar. “Good, good, your expression is finally spot on, Shen Mo. You’re finally enlightened after filming all morning. I wanted this type of steel-hard tenderness, the moment you see your loved one and let down all your guard.”
“That’s it for today!”
As the staff members helped Shen Mo remove his costume, he stood amidst the group and waved at Bai Lixin.
Bai Lixin hesitated briefly, then walked over, holding out the coat. “I’ve come to return your coat.”
Shen Mo casually took the coat. “Did you sleep well last night?”
His tone was neither light nor heavy, yet almost everyone on set could hear it.
The cacophony of conversation instantly stopped as people perked up their ears.
‘Last night?
Did you sleep well?
This…was this something they should hear?!
If this news were to leak out, it could cause a stir for a whole week!’
With some embarrassment, Bai Lixin glanced at the crowd of people with raised ears around him. “I slept fine, thank you for your coat.”
“Why be so polite,” the wires were untied, and Shen Mo walked out from the crowd, casually draping the coat over the young man’s shoulders. “I saw you were still asleep when I left this morning. You slept quite heavily. Were you tired from yesterday?”
Everyone: !!!
‘When he left in the morning?
Tired?
Ah, ah, ah, was this something they could hear?!’
Bai Lixin blushed and lowered his head.
Nothing actually happened yesterday! Why did it sound like they had a three-hundred-round battle in bed?!
It would be fine if they really battled, but the problem was he didn’t get anything!
He couldn’t let this loss go unavenged!
“It’s good that you came in time. I don’t think we could’ve wrapped up this scene by evening if it weren’t for you. I don’t want to be the one delaying the progress of the crew.”
Shen Mo’s voice was low and tinged with tenderness. The two walked up to the director side by side. “Director, I’m done for today. You all can continue; we’re leaving first.”
Everyone’s internal radar went into a frenzy again.
‘No wonder the gaze just now was so affectionate; turns out he saw his lover.
We’re leaving first?
Are they newlyweds? Sticking together every day?!’
The director was left stupefied, nodding absentmindedly. “Oh, alright, take care. Goodbye.”
Only after the two had walked a distance did the director come to his senses, grabbing the sleeve of his assistant and pointing at Bai Lixin’s figure. “Doesn’t that person look familiar?”
The assistant looked blank. “Uh, like a fairy?”
“Like a fairy my ass,” the director slapped the assistant’s shoulder with a rolled-up script. “Doesn’t he resemble that very spirited performing arts student we got from the Love Variety set? I remember her name was Xiao Xin.”
The assistant contemplated for a few seconds before coming to a realization. “Yes, Director, now that you mention it, he really does look similar!”
“Why does he look so much like her? Damn it, could Senior Shen have gotten him as a substitute? Could this ancestor be infatuated with Xiao Xin, failed to win her over, so he chased a boy who looks exactly like Xiao Xin? He’s on the wrong path. Substitution dramas and novels never end well; the endings all lead to wife chasing crematoriums!”
The director stared at the assistant as if he was looking at an idiot. “What the fuck have you been looking at every day? Are you an idiot? He is Xiao Xin, and Xiao Xin is him!”
This assistant seemed to have a serious condition; should they replace the assistant to raise the team’s overall intelligence level?
The assistant’s gaping mouth could fit an egg. “Fuck, seriously?!”
The director: “I’ve been a director for so many years; my eyes are like a ruler—sharp and unerring.”
The assistant once again looked at the departing figures of the two and his gaze turned oddly profound. “Hisss, I didn’t see that coming. It’s not a substitute drama but rather cross-dressing play. As expected of this ancestor, he plays quite wildly, it’s really thrilling!”
The director: “…”
‘Someone, where did you find this assistant? Take him back for me!’
————————————–
In the live broadcast room
[Hahaha, the assistant is basically me in real life.]
[Did the assistant bring my mouth into the copy?]
[The assistant is truly a wise fool, the director’s utterly bewildered.]
[Finding a substitute, wife chasing crematorium, cross-dressing play, is this assistant falling asleep to Jinjiang every night? Knows quite a bit, he has potential.]
**Jinjiang is a base for women’s online literature and novels. Wife chasing crematorium is a situation or novel routine where A was indifferent/bad to B, and then a fell in love with B, but because A was not good at B before, B is no longer interested and A has to “chase his wife”. All the difficulties in the process of “chasing” are the so-called “crematorium”.[Looking forward to it intensely.]
—————————
By the time Shen Mo finished removing his makeup and changing clothes, it was already ten in the morning.
In the meantime, the system’s voice had rang out in Bai Lixin’s mind once.
[Ding! Player death x1. 8 players remaining currently. Players, please take your professional tasks seriously, cherish your lives, and become useful members of society. Avoid becoming useless individuals.]
[The current game time has entered the fourth day. Players, please be mindful of time management. I wish everyone an enjoyable gaming experience.]
Just as the system announcement concluded, the group chat erupted.
Mohawk: [? Another death? How did it happen? What’s going on?]
Man in the suit: [We should all confirm our safety, let’s see who’s missing.]
Bangs: [I’m here.]
Xia Chi: [Me too.]
Bai Lixin: [Here.]
One by one, the players reported their safety.
Mohawk: [The software engineer and a seem to be absent.]
Twin Ponytails: [I’m here, I’m here. Sorry, I just saw the message; I was sleeping earlier.]
Mohawk: [Then it’s just Software Engineer left. Is the software engineer here?]
A dozen seconds of prolonged waiting passed, and there was no response.
Man in the suit: [It’s highly likely that it’s him this time. According to the previous reports, he had been emphasizing how tired and intensive his work was. It seems he didn’t complete his professional task.]
Mohawk: [Sigh, he’s really unlucky. If they gave me his workload, I might not even be competent enough.]
Man in the suit: [Let’s analyze this. The system prompt always comes at ten, so it should be a summary of the previous day’s work. The system always stresses the importance of performing well at work, indicating that improper completion leads to unemployment.]
Bangs: [The cost of unemployment is death.]
Man in the suit: [Yes, exactly. So, for the following days, we have to be more diligent, and we must complete our tasks properly.]
Mohawk: [What’s the use of just completing tasks? When the seven days and nights are up, we’ll still die if we haven’t completed the main task.]
Bangs: [Sigh, Clues, where are you? These past two days, the words ‘eye’ and ‘balls’ make me jittery.]
Man in the suit: [? You saw the words ‘eye’ and ‘balls’? Where did you see them?]
Bangs: [In the kindergarten students’ textbooks. I really don’t understand what’s up with these teaching materials; the reading materials for kindergarteners are so bloody.]
Man in the suit: [Bloody? Do you mind sharing it with us?]
Bangs: [Hold on, let me find that picture book. This story is supposed to teach children about human organs, but I think it’s just a terrifying nursery rhyme.]
[Here it goes—
Snap, Snap, Snap, sever.
Bang, bang, bang, crack open.
With the left hand holding the heart, the right hand peeling back the skull, Lai Mi picked up the round eyeball.
Snap, Snap, Snap, sever.
Bang, bang, bang, crack open.
With intestines wrapped around the shoulder, hands prying apart the ribcage, Lai Mi lifted the bulging stomach.
Snap, Snap, Snap, sever.
Bang, bang, bang, crack open.
Holding an axe in the left hand, a cleaver in the right, Lai Mi quietly entered the courtyard.
Alright, it’s over.]
Everyone: […]
Mohawk: [?!!! And you call this a nursery rhyme?!!! Fuck, adults would cry out for help when they see this, damn it! Do kids really read this? Are they insane? Shouldn’t kids be reading cute and lovely fairy tales?!]
Xia Chi: [Well, though… according to records, the earliest origins of fairy tales were actually meant to caution naïve girls and make them wary of bad people. There was once research conducted on fairy tales. The fairy tales we see now are very heartwarming, but the earliest versions were quite horrifying.]
[The princess who killed her own biological mother.]
[The prince who impregnated the sleeping princess.]
[The witch who was beheaded.]
[The wicked sister who cut off her own toes, bleeding into her shoes.]
[The birds that pecked out the evil sister’s eyes.]
[The king who forced his daughter to marry a monster, leading to her torment and death…]
Mohawk: [Alright, alright, I get it. Stop talking, spare me.]
Bangs: [This nursery rhyme might also serve as a warning. By creating a fearful figure like “Lai Mi” for children, it teaches them to be obedient and well-behaved, not to wander around, or else “Lai Mi” will appear before them and cut out their intestines and eyes. It’s truly chilling.]
Man in the suit:[My heart goes out to you.]
Bangs: [No need for your sympathy. Even though the nursery rhyme mentions eyes, I don’t think it’s related to our task. Anyway, I haven’t found any connection. Let’s look for clues from another angle.]
Man in the suit: [I have to visit X University again today and take the chance to go to the library.]
Bai Lixin: [I went to the library last night. I made a discovery.]
Following that, Bai Lixin shared his discoveries in the group, just as he did with the Taoist. He still kept his suspicion on the fact that the hall was missing something and also Shen Mo’s presence hidden.
Man in the suit: [Ancient gods? Lady Yuexian? Could the culprit be a follower of Lady Yuexian? Maybe that suspicious librarian with the eye condition. Could the eyes we saw be his damaged eye?]
[Could he be a follower of that Lady Yuexian, maybe he prayed for her to replace his eye? We need to find this librarian, but he’s abroad now. How do we locate him?]
Bai Lixin: [He’s not abroad anymore.]
Xia Chi: [??? Brother, then where is he now?]
Bai Lixin: [I’ve seen his selfie. Though he took pictures of himself, the window reflected the outside scenery. The image is a bit fuzzy, but I can vaguely see that he was in an ice cream shop. The reflection on the window showed a few characters of the café’s name. The only part I could clearly make out is “Chuan Fruit.”]
Mohawk: [Chuan Fruit? It sounds familiar. Let me think…]
[Wangchuan Fruit Mix shop?! Isn’t it Wangchuan Fruit Mix shop? I used to pass by there a lot when I was delivering food.]
[!!! Unexpectedly, my professional advantage is recognizing place names? Luckily, I’m not lazy; even if I’m busy, I try to remember the places I pass by. Effort pays off!]
Man in the suit: [It feels like the clues are becoming clearer. Our decision to form a group was indeed wise. Solving puzzles alone is impossible. The clues we each hold are like puzzle pieces; only by working together can we find the final answer.]
Bai Lixin: [Where is Wangchuan Fruit Mix Shop located?]
Mohawk: [This shop is a chain; there are several of them in this city and they’re not very close to each other. Quite coincidentally, I know the addresses of these shops; you can call me the Navigation Expert.]
Man in the suit:[Then let’s split up and investigate nearby for clues about this person.]
Bai Lixin: [Alright, I’ll post the photo in the group.]
