After Edmund disappeared, the players picked up his necklace and the wiring diagram next to the body, and Luo closed the hidden compartment under the piano as they were preparing to leave the piano room.
Suddenly, as if it could no longer withstand the power of time, the sheet music on the piano just turned into a puddle of powder, and along with this change came the long-awaited system prompt: “The piano is a puddle of powder.
“Destroy the scene props, Mrs Bella has noticed you.”
The players were astonished, as before they had torn down the wall and Mrs Bella had not reacted at all, but now a sheet music had broken down on its own and attracted the direct hatred of Mrs Bella.
Unlike the crowd, Xiao Lan received another exclusive reminder.
“With a 0.1 million increase in poverty value, Xiao Lan is still so shabbily poor.”
A long overdue poverty value tip! But is all the sheet music in …… noble families so expensive?
Xiao Lan speculates that the way to get the poverty value is probably by destroying bosses or things that the NPCs care about.
For example, for Zhang Dong, whatever is in the supermarket in his heart belongs to him, whatever chicken scratch is his, while for Gu Mo, it is something in a scene of her own creation.
Neither the tearing down of walls nor the destruction of decorations had increased the value of poverty, probably because Mrs Bella did not care about them, no matter how expensive they were. Anne’s room, on the other hand, was probably because the only person Anne cared about was her sister, and she didn’t care about her room either.
But Mrs Bella could not bear the thought of a piece of sheet music in her piano room being destroyed, after all, it was something that held good memories for her and Edmund.
All she cares about is the piano room!
Xiao Lan’s eyes instantly lit up as he tried to study the contents of the room to see if he could find a suitable opportunity to turn them into poverty value again before he passed the level, lest he pull the hatchet.
His eyes locked on the vase next to him, this one looked just as good to carry. Yet his fingers had only just touched the vase when the one containing the wilted flowers also turned itself into ashes, just like the lyre.
“Destroying scenery props, Mrs Bella remembers you in her heart”
“Poverty value increased by 400,000, Xiao Lan Lan is happy as poor can be”
Xiao Lan withdraws his hand: “……”
This one’s a real bumper sticker.
He’s not happy about being remembered by the boss or anything.
At this point, a new system prompt appeared, stopping him from thinking otherwise.
“When her beloved piano room is broken into by unreasonable guests, a furious Mrs Bella decides to return to the estate early”
Xiao Lan pauses in his preparations to study the rest of the room.
The contents of this room now break at the touch and cannot be taken away at all.
If you smash the lyre now, you may gain a lot of poverty, but you will also gain a lot of hate from Lady Bella, who may then teleport right in front of him and slap him to death.
It is a constant dilemma whether to ask for money or life.
Xiao Lan decisively abandons the idea of laying hands on the rest of the room, although poverty is a dangerous thing, one has to live to enjoy it. It was better to leave other people’s fond memories there for them to enjoy themselves.
At this point Wang Taidi pointed to the window where the curtains had been pulled back to make it easier to find clues: “Look, what’s over there!”
The players turned their heads to see an ominous blood-red colour in the distant sky, a blood colour that covered the sky and was coming towards the direction of the estate with a speed that was reminiscent of – Oti’s scarlet eyes.
I’m afraid it’s Madame Bella, she’s heading this way, and at this rate it won’t be long.
“Get out of here! Get off the estate!” Xiao Lan shouted.
There was no time to hesitate, so the players rushed out of the piano room and followed Edmund’s road map in the direction of the basement.
As the players ran down the corridor, they found that the whole manor had become different. The manor was like a monster that had awakened after a long slumber and kept stretching out.
The corridor that appeared in front of them was no longer the same.
The corridor, which had been straight, had appeared with many forks and turns and was changing, making a rustling sound. The glass windows on either side became extremely high and were still moving at an eerie speed.
Before they could think of a response, the ground beneath their feet suddenly began to disintegrate into pieces and then, like blocks being manipulated, began to reconstitute itself into a new corridor.
Xiao Lan was carried to his left by the ground beneath his feet when Luo reacted quickly by jumping straight from his position and grabbing him tightly.
On the other hand, the ground beneath Wang Taidi’s unlucky feet split open, throwing him downwards. In the nick of time, Wang Ke was quick enough to grab his long knife and use the back of it to pick up his brother’s trouser belt and throw it back, pulling him back to the floor where Wang Ke was.
In an instant, several corridors appeared between the two sides, obscuring the line of sight, and the players were thus separated.
Xiao Lan looked at the unfamiliar corridor in front of her and became cautious.
All this in front of us is clearly a delay.
As long as the player is trapped until Lady Bella returns, that level of power is clearly not something that a junior player and a pinned down senior player can take head on.
Before you take two steps, a maid comes around the corner in front of you.
She looked numb and dull-eyed, like a manipulated puppet, and charged straight towards Xiao Lan. Her behaviour reminded Xiao Lan of the players who had eaten Madame Bella’s food at the last dinner… did the maids at the manor also have players who had failed to pass?
This is a very high possibility.
Xiao Lan dodged the maid’s frontal attack and took advantage of the fact that his opponent’s back was temporarily turned to him to deliver a hand slash to the back of her neck, knocking the person unconscious.
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Afterwards, they found a random room to throw people in and locked the door.
It is better not to tangle with NPCs much when it is crucial to escape.
A little further on, the walls of the corridor interlock and the environment changes again. This time the corridor is fronted by what appears to be a kitchen room, through which Xiao Lan must pass if he wishes to move on.
Xiao Lan carefully enters the kitchen, which appears to be quiet and, because it is empty, does not appear to be hiding any crisis at first glance.
Xiao Lan’s eyes were drawn to a case when she passed it.
The presence of a knife on the board was not unusual, but what was rare was that it was clearly a fruit knife, or a modern-style stainless steel piece that didn’t match this gorgeous copy at all.
Xiao Lan picked up the knife.
【Name: This is a dagger covered with poison (High level prop, bound)]
[Ability: Toxin randomly attached to each use, not always highly toxic, this guy is a titleist]
[Note: Although it looks like a fruit knife that costs no more than ten dollars, it is really poisonous, please don’t lick it].
This time, there was no poverty deduction at all, so it seems that Xiao Lan has no problem at all with using such poverty-based props, which is good to see.
-fart.
Xiao Lan can imagine the image of him with a $10 knife in his left hand and a $20 pot lid in his right hand when everyone is carrying flashy gear ……
I don’t want to lose face!
Xiao Lan looked at the knife: ” Luo , I am probably the most useless owner ever.”
Luo smiled and said, “But you have all our liabilities.”
Xiao Lan : “……”
Can’t talk this day!!!
Dislike it or not, it’s an advanced item! It looks better suited to Xiao Lan than the Demeter’s Blade, and the ability to attach toxins looks very useful.
Xiao Lan quickly put the knife into his backpack, and from this moment on, he was also a man with a weapon.
The two left the kitchen unharmed.
Xiao Lan’s mind was suddenly alerted as she stepped into the next corridor.
This section of the corridor was quiet, with only the slight rustle of walls shifting as they rubbed together, and no sign of the maids who had frantically come forward to attack the players.
It looks very calm.
But there was a strange smell in the air, like blood mixed with vomit, and mixed with the smoky incense of the estate, which seemed particularly uncomfortable.
Two footsteps were approaching around a corner not far ahead, one sounding heavy and hurried, like a man who had been badly injured and was desperately fleeing.
The other sounded unhurried, as if it were taking a walk around the estate.
The two look very odd together.
Xiao Lan and Luo stopped in their tracks and took up a defensive stance, waiting for the man in front of them to appear. Xiao Lan also took out [this is a poisoned dagger] and held it in his hand so that he could attack at any time.
The heavy, disorderly footsteps came closer and closer, finally appearing in front of them.
It would be hard to be called a human being.
He should have been tall, but now his whole body was hunched up and curled. The exposed skin had large swathes of bruised blood, many of which had turned purple-black and were spreading at an unthinkable rate as he advanced.
This man seemed to be the tall man with a few fierce eyes when he entered the game.
He looked a little disoriented already, walking forward on instinct, coughing all the while, muttering something over and over: “I’m guilty …… of killing …… shouldn’t… …let, let me go ……”
This appearance reminded Xiao Lan of the legendary Black Death, also known as the bubonic plague.
One of the outbreaks of bubonic plague is characterised by generalised toxaemia within a short period of time, accompanied by confusion, and the patient usually dies within three days. It is because of the extensive bleeding and petechiae on their skin that their bodies turn purple-black after death, hence the name “Black Death”.
But the condition on this man was also progressing so quickly, literally changing by the minute, as if it was being manipulated by human hands.
Suddenly the man’s misty eyes caught sight of a figure and, as if he saw hope, he ran with all his might in the direction of Xiao Lan, his hands turning purple-black: “Help …… help me! Help me!”
Xiao Lan quickly retreated and pulled away from the man, the plague can be transmitted by droplets!
The man was still not satisfied and gasped as he shifted his direction and tried to reach out towards Xiao Lan.
The next moment, a shiny scalpel flew out of the dark corridor behind him, stabbing him straight in the back of the head, and the man fell to the ground without a sound.
“Oh, I’m sorry, I didn’t keep an eye on my prey for a while and let him disturb you.” The person who spoke had a low, hoarse voice that seemed to have a few weaknesses of lack of breath and blood.
Out of the darkness came a man, tall and lean, with a long black trench coat, a wide-brimmed hat, a bird’s beak mask and snow-like white hair, who bowed slightly in apology to Xiao Lan.
It’s Qi Ning.