In the world of strange rules, abstract and complex, [infinite]

Chapter 28: 32



Tieu Lanh looked at the last date carefully: "'son's' birthday is August 11, the wall clock in the living room shows August 2."

In other words, if we count based on time, yesterday they entered the Rule Realm, only one day had passed since the "Son" wrote down the last diary.

Duong Ca got goosebumps because of the mosaics that kept appearing in his diary.

Mosaic appears in a very flexible way, some cover up people, some cover up private matters, but combined with the diary content, it is not bad to see, most of them are aimed at people, and moreover, the same individual.

At the same time, the son rule also mentioned, "You think ██,██ must also miss you very much. On your birthday, remember to give the diary to ██ as a birthday present," the mother rule said, "█████ is a very important thing, protect █████ well."

It is no surprise that the former is a person, and the latter is an item.

The person in front must be the one who kept mentioning that person in his son's diary, but what is the person in the back talking about?

Zhang Zhao's back also felt a chill: "From the diary description, the coded part doesn't look like a demon or a ghost... It looks like an individual? Like a family member!"

"Yes..." Duong Ca nodded in agreement, but the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became.

Quarrel, run away from home, go to amusement park together, fly a thousand paper cranes, these attributes all reveal the fireworks belonging to "Human", but this person's entire existence is covered up.

This "person" is unknown, besides this person, before their eyes they came into contact with another unknown creature that was using those two small cups, and also the thing that scared them at night.

Are they the same "Person", or are they different? The clues on the surface are not enough to make them come to a conclusion.

But if they are not the same, it means that they still have many mysteries that have not been solved. And if all of this originates from the destroyed "Man", it means that there are too many infuriating things happening here.

For example, what kind of person wants to eat leftovers every day?

For example, why are two small bowls placed on the kitchen floor?

This kind of appearance method is similar to the way of worshiping pets. Because there are no pets in the house, they can feel that this is to worship some invisible gods and ghosts, only they do not think about them on human beings.

This "human" existence time, is also like this life?

Tieu Lang was angry, closed the diary, gave it to Cao Di, then turned around: "Check the balcony too."

"... Balcony?" Duong Ca followed him out the door, but was a bit stupid.

Xiao Leng briefly said: "This 'person' was forcefully destroyed, not only were the relevant diary entries erased, not even a single trace of him could be found in the house. But the balcony was full of junk, it looked like it hadn't been touched for a long time, perhaps there were some remaining clues."

The rich people were so busy that they rushed to the sunflower platform. When they were still a step away from the balcony, Xiao Leng stopped and turned to look at the others: "You all wait outside the balcony to discuss the matter."

Truong Chieu was a little surprised, quickly understanding Tieu Lanh's meaning.

The rule said "Dad doesn't do housework". Although they came to the balcony to look for clues, but wanted to do it through cleaning up the mess, in case this action was thought by "him" to be cleaning up the mess, it might cause danger to Dad.

As for Cao Di and Cui Zhe, it was because the "son" rule mentioned "No need to go to the balcony at any time".

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Locked on the balcony, Diep Tich finished eating and was wondering whether to open the folding bed or not, when the noisy sound suddenly rang out again.

There was chaotic footsteps, and the sound of objects being turned.

In front of Ye Xi was a calm scene, but in front of her eyes there were only those silent piles of junk, and above her head there was only the sportswear she had washed last night.

An indescribable fear suddenly enveloped her. She quickly hid in a corner, hugging her body tightly, shrinking herself into a ball, lowering her sense of existence to the greatest extent.

All these actions, seem like a kind of muscle memory.

Diep Tich buried her head in her knees, gasping for air for a while, this fear gradually dissipated, she blankly raised her head to look around, not knowing what she was afraid of.

At the same time, Yang Ge, who was originally checking for miscellaneous items, accidentally lifted up his hand and grabbed Xiao Leng's arm.

Xiao Leng, who was squatting on the side and flipping a cardboard box, turned around and felt Yang Ge trembling: "Look..."

She stared straight at the position above, Xiao Leng followed her gaze and saw more than ten pieces of clean clothes on the drying pole, which were the clothes Yang Ge washed yesterday.

Yang Ge's trembling became even more intense: "That green and white sportswear..." She swallowed, "I'm sure I haven't seen it before yesterday."

At this moment, everyone shuddered and looked in unison towards Duong Ca's direction.

Everyone quickly found that gym outfit, and everyone believed that Duong Ca did not remember wrongly.

Because that set of sportswear was really too old, old and dirty, although it looked like it had just been washed, but the white part still had large stains. The cuffs and elbows were worn to the point of breaking, and the left leg of the pants had a rough mark from being cut through and then sewn with a needle.

The clothes around them were all very ordinary. This family of three didn't seem to be rich, but the clothes were clean and tidy. This set of clothes was mismatched, and anyone who saw it would look twice, making it hard to ignore.

Tieu Lanh paused: "Go to the Buddhist altar and get the yellow paper." After speaking, he stood up, raised his hand and tiptoed, and directly took the amount of school uniforms he had picked up from the two racks down.

Mother's rule number 8: If you see clothes that do not belong to mother, father, or precious son, please immediately throw them into the trash, and use gold paper to draw as finely as possible on these clothes, and burn them in front of the Buddhist altar.

Duong Ca suddenly regained his senses, ran towards the Buddhist altar in a daze, randomly grabbed some yellow paper and groped for some pens.

Tieu Lanh opened his shirt to look, pondered for a moment, opened the back of his neck, and found a small longan.

It is a measurement label, but it is so old that the numbers are not clear, only the middle one can be seen as the "4".

140 or 145.

This is not an adult's height, but also does not belong to the "son" category.

From the son's spelling mistakes and Chinese rhyming diary to see, he should only have a few years old. Even if the current children are well nourished, a few years old can grow to 140 boys is not much to see. Moreover, they just checked the "Dad" and "Mom" clothes, the couple saw that they were all ordinary people's height, giving birth to a son with a height far above normal level is too small.

So this place does have a fourth "Person".

"Who drew the picture well?" Duong Ca ran back with pen and paper.

Because of his "father's identity", Tran Dang Vu Mao Toai was blocked from the balcony and introduced himself: "I'll come here, I'll learn a little bit as an amateur."

Finished speaking suddenly reacted, just reached out hand stopped: "No... This seems to be mother's rule, is it necessary for mother to draw?"

Zhang Zhao's words were profound: "In the Rule Realm, one must analyze the rules. There is no need to be stubborn. Otherwise, not only will one reach the limit, but one will also easily fall into the trap of fake rules."

He said that he had taken the rule from Yang Ge's mother Zhang's hand and explained it to Chen Dengyu: "You see, this rule seems to mention two things, but in fact, the step of burning votive paper can directly interact with unknown creatures, it must be done by the mother. Painting is just a necessary preparation process before burning votive paper, this step unknown creatures should not know."

Tran Dang Vu scratched his head: "Why is this unknown creature so unknown?"

"..." Zhang Zhao patiently added logic, "If this unknown creature can be known at a glance, then why burn it? Isn't it the idea to just throw it away directly?"

"That makes sense." Tran Dang Vu understood, Truong Chieu continued to explain, "At the same time, this rule also emphasizes that one must 'try to draw this outfit as carefully as possible', which means that the level of artistry will affect the result."

"Therefore——if the 'mother' identity participant happens to be painting, then of course it is guaranteed; if not, then priority is given to ensuring the quality of the painting, with a higher survival rate."

"Understood..." Tran Dang Vu's tense nerves relaxed. He took the paper and pen. Tieu Lanh had already consciously taken the clothes and spread them out. He directly pressed them down and forced them to lie on the wall and draw.

Just a very ordinary looking sportswear, for Chen Dengyu this kind of person who specialized in wasting time learning painting, it was just a breakfast. He quickly finished drawing the front, thought for a moment, and asked Xiao Leng: "Should I put the paper back over, and draw the reverse side exactly in the same position as the front?"

Just like a normal piece of clothing, there will be two sides.

Tieu Lanh nodded: "I think it's possible." After saying that, he flipped the clothes in his hand over and showed him the reverse side.

"... What is this?" Tran Dang Vu noticed that there was writing on the back of the clothes, but he couldn't see clearly. He pushed down his glasses to look closer, but it was still not very clear.

"The second word is 'salary'." Xiao Leng said, "Otherwise it is too vague."

Tran Dang Vu: "... I just wrote 'salary'?"

"Should be possible?" Yang Ge said, "The rules of the game are not eyesight tests, the props are made up of this temperament and the participant clearly writes, 'he' is a bit of a daredevil."

"That's right." Tran Dang Vu gently got down, laughed twice, and quickly finished drawing the back of the clothes. Then he drew the pants, and the whole set of clothes was completed.

He returned the two yellow papers to the "mother" character Yang Ge. Xiao Leng quickly went back to the living room and threw the tracksuit into the trash. Yang Ge then went to the Buddhist altar, picked up the lighter placed on the Buddhist altar, and lit the yellow papers.

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... Clothes not seen, I clothes not seen.

Abandoned by them again...

Huddled in the corner of the balcony, Ye Xi suddenly raised her head, her extremely fast speed causing her ancient bones to emit a very small sound. She stared blankly at the original hanging position of the sportswear, a few strands of messy hair floating on her face, a few streaks of tears hidden in her eyes, the corner of her mouth uncontrollably curled into a smile.

This is an extremely strange expression, if someone could see her right now, they would definitely feel creepy.

But fortunately, no one could see her.

The sinister smile on her face remained for a few seconds, then with an extremely fast speed it dissipated into thin air. Everything turned around and flew away quickly and unconsciously. In Ye Xi's panic, she only caught a trace of the most subtle strangeness, but couldn't find any trace.

Then just a moment of panic, the clothes on the body reappeared, still hanging there.

Just become brand new.

—— Mom and dad bought me a new school uniform, Mom and dad love me.

The delicate young girl's voice whispered in her heart.

At this moment, Diep Tich accurately captured this voice, but while sweating coldly, a clear sense of comfort arose in his heart.

Something was affecting her —— her whole body was covered in a cold.

Because she knew she was in the Rule Realm, this kind of "being affected" feeling made her extremely suspicious that she was being polluted.

She had met several contaminated people before, and their deaths immediately flooded her mind, making her shiver.

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"Bang."

"Zhang Zhao! You are crazy!"

In the living room, an incident suddenly happened. In front of the Buddha, Yang Ca was burning votive paper. He suddenly felt someone enter his peripheral vision. He had just turned his head when he was slapped by Zhang Zhao.

Although Yang Ge was also a police officer by background and had been on many dangerous missions, crawling around was no joke, but in the end she was no match for Zhang Zhao's strong physique. Moreover, this punch came so suddenly that she was completely unprepared and immediately fell to the ground, her head buzzing.

Just after a while, the messy ponytail was grabbed by Tran Dang Vu. Tran Dang Vu's eyes were blood red, pulling her ponytail, as if he had some deep hatred with her.

Fortunately, this time, every participant was well trained. After a moment of shock, several people simultaneously regained their senses and charged forward at the same time.

Cao Di looked like a small and thin person but he was not lacking in strength. He shook himself to the spot between Zhang Zhao and Yang Ge, kicked Zhang Zhao away with one leg, and Cui Zhe suddenly restrained Zhang Zhao, pressing his face down on the ground.

Tieu Lanh Ninh was shocked by Tran Dang Vu's move and let go. Without waiting for Tran Dang Vu to fight back, he turned around and threw a brilliant arc over his shoulder.

Tran Dang Vu fell to the ground and was about to stand up when Tieu Lanh stepped on his chest: "Don't move."

"..." Yang Ge got up from the ground in a mess, grabbed the hair on his head and re-tied it, glaring at Zhang Zhao, "What happened to you? You scared me to death!"

Zhang Zhao, who was undergoing physical therapy, quickly regained his senses and his face turned pale: "I... I..."

Tieu Lanh frowned: "What props did you choose when entering the dungeon?"

"Refined and sprayed..." Zhang Zhao did not hide it.

[Refining Spray]Use refining spray in the Rule Realm, but it can remove low-intensity pollution (each Rule Realm can use 1).

Seeing that he had regained consciousness, Thôi Triết let go of him. Trương Chiêu stretched his body and crawled up, lying paralyzed on the ground.

Tieu Lanh also moved and stepped on Tran Dang Vu's chest, looked at Truong Chieu and asked: "Used too much?"

Zhang Zhao dejectedly hung his tail between his legs: "Used too much... Just now after fighting with you, I felt like my mental state was very polluted, so I used it when I got back to my room." He said in frustration, "Nothing happened afterwards? Why would I be polluted! Just now, just now I really couldn't control myself at all, seeing Yang Ge burning votive paper made me very angry, and wanted to hit someone!"

Tieu Lang was silent, carefully recalling every detail just now, he really couldn't remember any part that would lead to Truong Chieu being contaminated.

The father couldn't do housework, so they didn't let Zhang Zhao and Chen Dengyu participate in the inspection of miscellaneous items. In the other three rooms in front, there wasn't anything that could be classified as "housework".

The only possibility that there was a slight "flaw" was that Tran Dang Vu, who was in the father's identity, replaced his mother's identity by drawing clothes on her and Duong Ca's body, but on this issue, Tieu Lanh agreed with Truong Chieu's previous judgment.

Moreover, if it is because of this contamination, Tran Dang Vu's abnormal reaction is fine, it is unreasonable that because two people play the same character, they are jointly guilty.

The lack of sense of security made Zhang Zhao's mentality a bit cold: "I'm not too crazy yet... If not, Xiao Leng, you would have killed me. You just happen to be a chaos practitioner. If you kill me, you can still take away the same props. I don't want to bring pollution out, and end up like a mushroom that explodes spores all over the ground..."

Tieu Lang said: "One Han Vien is enough for me, but killing you again, I won't do it."

Truong Chieu frowned in frustration: "I'm not joking with you, I really feel..."

Tieu Lang: "I feel you are not polluted."

"Ah?" Truong Chieu raised his head.

Tieu Lang's thoughts were in turmoil: "You go burn the talisman first."

Rule 7: If something strange happens in the house, the father will immediately go to the Buddhist altar and burn another talisman.

Truong Chieu understood, crawled back to the master bedroom, Tran Dang Vu also followed, took out two talismans from the bedside table and burned them.

Xiao Leng pondered and continued to analyze: "Although this kind of situation is very strange, and indeed very similar to pollution, but if you analyze carefully, it actually has a pattern."

"The first time was when I thought of putting breakfast in the bowl, the second time was when Duong Ca thought of burning paper money and clothes."

Zhang Zhao instinctively retorted: "The first time at least conformed to the rules, but the second time —— the rules of burning votive paper did not say that one wanted to escape from 'father'."

"I know." Xiao Leng nodded, "But this doesn't prevent these two things from logically following each other."

"At first glance, for some reason, as long as mommy gives this 'person' something, dad will get angry. This kind of emotion affects us 'tenants', so you will attack 'mommy'."

Tran Dang Vu frowned: "Thao, this motherfucker is a violent man?"

"Yes." Xiao Leng strode towards the sofa and sat down in the middle of the sofa. The others understood and surrounded him to sit down. Xiao Leng brought all three rules over and spread them out on the coffee table. "We might need to carefully analyze the relationship between the characters."

Tran Dang Vu: "... Father, mother and son?"

This is a rule that clearly states identity, how can one deceive people with this kind of basic information? "I am talking about more detailed family relationships." Xiao Leng took out a pen from his shirt pocket and signed, drawing a horizontal line on the three rules.

Rule 1: As a father, you are the head of a family, you have the power to speak and should also have the power to speak and speak.

Next, draw a line on the mother's rules.

Mother rule 1: You are the mother, the female master of this house.

Finally, the son rules are described.

Son rule 1: You are the son, the most precious wealth in this house.

Sitting beside Cao Di, hesitating for a moment, he was surprised: "This family... is so good!"

"A macho man is very likely to have a violent husband, while a so-called 'female master' is actually the one who shouldered all the household chores, has no real say in the matter and still wants to admit to a violent wife."

"Moreover, a spoiled son." Yang Ge's red-armored finger pointed at the rules of the page, "What kind of family would not be able to get rid of the phrase 'precious son' three sentences in a row? They also describe their son as 'the most precious wealth', this kind of description is really unhealthy."

Tieu Lang rubbed his fingers together: "A family that considers their son as their 'most precious wealth', what if they have a daughter?"

"Preferring men over women?" Yang Ge blurted out. Looking at Xiao Leng's expression, he guessed a clue, "You think the fourth person is the daughter of this family?"

Xiao Leng didn't say yes or no, but objectively revealed his discovery: "That piece of sportswear's collar measurement can only be clearly seen in the middle '4', which is simply 140 or 145, this should be the height of a fifth or sixth grade elementary school student, but if she has been eating leftovers for many years, she might be malnourished, so she is also likely a high school student."

"The clothes are really old, even though they are broken, they are still kept… It shows that she doesn't have many clothes, and she also wants to keep her old clothes. And the other people in the house don't have them, which also shows that she is the one who is looked down upon."

According to Tieu Lang, the small piece of clue was slowly sewn together. Although it was not yet complete, it already had a vague shape.

Thôi Triết slightly frowned, following his words and making a guess: "So this hidden character in the dungeon is the daughter who was abandoned by the family? Because she was 'abandoned', we can't see her?"

Next, the question was raised: "Then will she be the 188 warrior? Or an NPC? If she is 188, how can we see her? If not, where did 188 go?"

"It's not clear yet." Tieu Lanh paused, "I'm thinking about another problem."

"What?" His teammates all looked at him, he slowed down his thinking and spoke slowly, saying each word: "I wonder why so many people would die in this Rule Realm."

"This time the rules aren't that hard to follow. Furthermore, based on the speed of time flow here, we've been here for a day or so. We've tried every rule, but no one died, no one was contaminated, which is enough to prove that all the rules are real."

"Although 'father' will beat people because of 'mother's' reckless actions, there are only two of 'father', as long as the other participants unite, they should be able to pull them out."

"So the people who entered from the front, why were they wiped out? Who exactly killed them?" Xiao Leng raised his eyelids and looked at Cao Di and Zhang Zhao, "Do you still remember what Zhao Xiaozhen said when you went to An Ding hospital to visit Zhao Xiaozhen?"

Zhao Xiaozhen was a member of the 17th level of the Rules Realm who had entered the dungeon once. At that time, everyone was still not clear about the complexity of this dungeon, so they only let her stay in the Star Moon Apartment alone. The final result was that the other six participants all died, and she left the Rules Strange Pool alone, but her spirit was already unstable.

Cao Di's eyes froze: "She said... She is a murderer? She deserves to die?"

When they went to see her, it was her worst condition. A brave and battle-hardened girl who had been through rigorous training, the nurses couldn't control her at all, and even had to beat her up, so they could only tie her to the bed.

She seemed to not feel any pain at all, although she struggled, her attention was obviously not on the rope.

She just cried and laughed and shouted at each person: "It was me, it was me who killed them... Ha ha ha ha, I am the murderer! You guys sentenced me to death! Sentence me to death!"

It was as if a cold wind blew in again, causing Cao Di and Zhang Zhao to shiver at the same time. Cao Di's voice trembled: "Do you feel... that it could be Zhao Xiaozhen who killed the others?"

Tieu Lanh calmly tilted his head, looked at her and asked again: "You don't think so at all?"

His originally deep and beautiful black eyes were now like an abyss, making Cao Di unable to avoid them: "I..."

There is nothing more frightening than that, she really thought so too.

The terrifying speculation made her hope that Xiao Leng wouldn't continue speaking, but Xiao Leng didn't notice at all, and continued to speak for himself: "I guess... this Rules Realm might be a 'scam'. Because the participants all have experience clearing the level, their attention will all be placed on the rules."

"If the rules are eliminated, the real rules will be strictly followed. This is the old Rules Realm clearance law."

"But in this Rule Realm, this set of rules might not be wrong, but it's not enough to let the participants survive and get out. Because outside of the rules, there are hidden threads, requiring them to slowly unravel the background story. If the participants don't ask themselves these questions, and only blindly follow the rules, they will never be able to leave."

Humanity is too easily misled. Of course, the Rule Realm wants to follow the rules, but no one has ever said that in the Rule Realm, all one needs to do is follow the rules.

On the contrary, in the beginning, the common rule in the world was "No matter what sudden situation you encounter, please do not forget your own character".

"Please do not forget your own character."

Perhaps from the very beginning, there was a part of the Rules of the Realm that required serious character identification to be able to pass, but this was just the first time they encountered it.

"Damn it, you're messing with people!" Tran Dang Vu suddenly felt annoyed, his hands on the tea table, he stood up, and walked towards the secondary bedroom which was next to the master bedroom.

Truong Chieu could not help but be nervous: "What are you doing?"

"I just saw that there is a computer in that 'son's' room, open it and take a look, just in case something happens!" Tran Dang Vu spoke with great spirit, but his tone was obviously treating a dead horse as a living one.

Everyone looked at each other, stood up and caught up with Tran Dang Vu.

Tran Dang Vu sat in front of the computer and pressed the power button. The computer started up very quickly, it looked like it could beat the entire country's users.

After starting the machine, he tried it and it was...

Then, hey, guess what, it really is not working!

"Fuck." Tran Dang Vu boldly and aggressively double-clicked to open the browser. The next second, everyone paid attention to the same main point: "Who!!!"

——Although there is no internet, it does not hinder the browser's ability to display the website's name above. Although those websites cannot be opened, the information displayed above the name is enough to find out.

One of the labels is: Nine-year-long consistent school of education in Duc Luong.

Nine years of consistent system, just covering all compulsory education, 6 years of primary school plus 3 years of junior high school.

That gym uniform has the word "Luong" on the back, eight or nine out of ten is this school uniform.

"Oh my, I really found something!" Tran Dang Vu was very supportive, happy to the point of being shocked and then roaring.

Just now, still doubting that he had received contamination, Zhang Zhao became even more excited, desperately patting his shoulder: "Quickly, quickly, quickly, look and see if there is anything useful! The table, the folder, check and check everything!"

"Don't take a picture, don't take a picture!" Tran Dang Vu was grabbed by the shoulder, one hand raised his left hand to rub his right shoulder, the other hand with his right hand quickly pointed the mouse.

After searching around for a while, it can't be said that there was no harvest, but the harvest was indeed not much.

The folders and the desk were all cleaned up, not a single document was found, but Tran Dang Vu was unwilling and clicked to open Word. In the "History Records", he saw a file that had been opened on the computer before: "April Chemistry Standard Reference Answer Key".

Tran Dang Vu turned to look at the tycoon: "When do students start learning chemistry? Level 1?"

"First grade." Xiao Leng said, "Just like first grade, you start learning physics, first grade, you start learning chemistry."

"Lean!" Tran Dang Vu strongly breathed, smiled profusely, wiped his sweat, "That is not a match!"

Junior high school started studying chemistry, Yuliang is a nine-year school with a junior high school.

That school uniform size is 140 or 145, maybe because of poor nutrition leading to slow development, or maybe because the family doesn't want her to buy new school uniforms, so she can only reluctantly wear the old school uniform.

The fourth person of the three-mouthed happy family was gradually sewn into a complete image. Although this kind of progress was not enough for everyone to escape safely, it was very effective in making the initially chaotic situation much clearer, allowing them to read out a rough outline of the story.

An extremely male-dominated family, harshly treated eldest daughter, pampered son, abusive father, weak mother, daughter read the book three times, had some conflicts with father, then...

From the information revealed in the diary, it seems that he ran away from home and never returned, but there may be another hidden story.

This progress made the rich people excited, with this strength, they continued to repair the miscellaneous items.

In a dusty cardboard box, they found a dirty bed sheet. Yang Ge noticed the trunk opening, but although the blanket was really dirty, it didn't accumulate that kind of stench from not being used for a long time, which meant that the blanket had always been used by someone.

Could be a female shepherd.

Behind the door, there was a certificate of merit, which was the 2023 City-Level Student of the Year 3 Good Students Certificate.

Based on the fact that the son is the one being spoiled, if this certificate was for the son, it would definitely be carefully taken back by the parents, so this is the daughter's certificate.

In other words, although the daughter is really miserable, she studies very well.

A very good student, in the end of the summer vacation, why did she have a fierce conflict with her parents?

What is it about parents that makes them act in completely opposite ways?

This is a puzzle they still don't think about carefully.

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As the night fell again, Ye Xi was still enjoying the aftertaste of the spaghetti he had eaten that night. The sauce of the spaghetti was extremely rich in flavor, and in addition to the tomatoes and meatballs, it was also mixed with just the right amount of cheese. A sip left a fragrant scent on his lips and teeth.

If there is one thing she is not satisfied with, it is that the small red bowl is really too small, a small bowl of noodles she cannot eat enough.

... However, in the Rule Realm, eating and drinking is not important, getting out safely is important.

23:00, Diep Tich stepped on the moonlight and went out to the balcony again. The horror she experienced last night made her not dare to lie down on the bed in the three rooms anymore, but only sit on the edge of the bed. Worry and uneasiness made her breathe lightly, closely observing all the movements around her.

Fortunately nothing unusual appeared this time.

Diep Tich still had six paper cranes in her pocket. She placed the paper cranes back on the desk, then took a breather and ran back to the balcony, preparing to do the next task.

Wash clothes.

This afternoon, in a corner of the balcony, a piece of clothing appeared again, a dirty long-sleeved T-shirt.

She went into the bathroom, put the t-shirt in the washing machine, skillfully pressed a few buttons, and the washing machine started to run.

She didn't wait for the washing machine to finish washing the clothes like last night, and after turning the washing machine on, she went to the bathroom.

Half a minute later, the bathroom lights suddenly turned on.

Just sat down on the sofa in the living room, Diep Tich straightened his body a bit, staring intently in the direction of the bathroom.

The bathroom was brightly lit, but empty. But probably because she was at a distance from the bathroom, the light from the bathroom could dispel fear, so she wasn't very scared.

In the bathroom, Duong Ca reached out to the washing machine, stopped the high speed rotation, opened the lid, and took out a pair of jeans from inside.

Cao Di stood at the side, just took a quick look and made a judgment: "The measurements are basically the same as the school uniform."

Tran Dang Vu quickly walked towards the Buddhist altar: "I'm going to paint." After saying that, he paused for a moment, looked at Truong Chieu and added, "After I finish painting, we'll avoid each other!"

Just in case you accidentally hit it again.

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In the living room, Diep Tich saw that the bathroom had no other abnormalities except for the light outside, so he ignored the light on the other side and quietly looked around.

Last night, fear made her brain absent-minded, her judgment ability was downgraded. But after this day, she thought carefully about some problems.

——This Rule Realm's clues seemed to be too few, lacking to the point where she could not find the direction to clear the pass, and could not even determine her own identity.

Any game to decipher for clearance method should not be like this, just like solving math problems, it is necessary to have enough conditions to solve the problem.

Diep Tich quietly looked around, and assigned himself an identity that was not necessarily accurate, but definitely not wrong——"Leave Hand Child".

Regardless of whether she was adopted or rejected, or had an embarrassing identity as an illegitimate child, or even if it really didn't fit the conventional idea of ​​"pet marquis", she could still barely fit within this range.

The three mothers and younger brothers all went out, leaving the "left-behind child" alone at home, not only to take good care of himself, but also to ensure his safety.

She had been staying on the balcony the whole time, maybe because she had discovered something dangerous, or maybe there was another reason. But in the end, any inexplicable sound would make her panic, so she tightly curled up in a corner to ensure safety.

On the other hand, she also noticed that she didn't seem to be very welcome in this house.

Because her parents and younger brother were not at home, she could not even touch anything in the house.

Because there are a total of three rooms in the house, the master bedroom is clearly the parents' bedroom, the children's room is the younger brother's, and there is only one very simple secondary bedroom left. If it is hers, it shows that she is really not in a good mood in the house.

Moreover, there is also the possibility that the room is not hers.

If she didn't even have that room, all she had was the folding bed on the balcony, no family member at home should be treated like this.

So she continued to wonder, if she really had such a position, where would she hide some things in this house?

She flipped through the balcony, but there weren't many clues. The simple spare bedroom was relatively empty, and the furniture inside was easy to understand at a glance, not like there was anything hidden inside.

Everyone will have "hidden things". Everyone will have their own things that they want to carefully store away. No matter how poor or miserable they are, they should have a photo or an envelope that is worth storing away, and not like now, where they can't find a single bit of their own memories.

So, she thought of "Little Brother".

She will give "little brother" a thousand paper cranes, "little brother" will also give her a gift on his birthday.

Little brother is probably still young and relatively innocent. When this family's "Daddy and Mommy" were not good to her, little brother was her last close friend.

From the younger brother's room, her parents are also good enough to her. If she wants to store things, her younger brother's room is a perfect choice.

Diep Tich cleared his mind and went back to his younger brother's room. Using the moonlight to decorate the room, he entered the "child who keeps things" mentality and tried to analyze which place was suitable for hiding things.

Table?

Too obvious.

Under the bed?

Sweeping the trash was discovered at that time.

Finally, her eyes stopped on the child on the bed.

The shape of the small plane made it the most complex piece of furniture in this room. Ye Xi gently walked forward, bending here and bending there. Finally, he discovered that the wooden propeller at the end of the bed could move, and there were traces of movement between the propeller and the bed board.

She turned the clock hands and used force to bend it a bit, the fan blade base was indeed a bit loose, looking like it could completely fall down.

Diep Tich patiently rotated it one by one, after three or five rotations, her hand sank, leaving the concave gap and stopping completely in her hand.

Diep Tich looked into the hollow eyes, the hollow eyes were very deep, the moonlight could not shine in, making it look like he could not see to the end of a deep abyss.:,,.

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