The first table fell silent for a long time.
The spinning wheel did not proceed to the next turn, indicating what the next contestant needed to do, while the other five waited for the unfortunate first contestant to complete the task on the wheel.
The slender and handsome young man with beautiful black hair bowed his head, his dark lashes casting shadows over his bright, transparent eyes, creating a small patch of shade on his clean, white cheeks.
His pale rose-colored lips were pressed together, glistening with a thin layer of moisture.
He was nervous, contemplating how to describe how he had “cleared the previous script.”
He needed to explain to the other contestants how he had completed the task by seeking help from NPCs.
First, he encountered the NPC’s predicament, which forced him to reveal himself. Then, he was questioned by the NPC, who seemed to have unclear intentions, about whom he wanted as a support.
His lashes trembled slightly, showing a mix of embarrassment and hesitation.
The other people at the table were staring at him, waiting for his next reply, eager to know what had happened with the NPC.
Like listening to juicy gossip, the expressions of the men inevitably held a hint of inquiry.
Their scrutinizing gazes roamed over the handsome young man’s pale cheeks and lips.
One wondered if he displayed such a helpless expression towards the NPCs during the script as he did now.
Finally, someone broke the silence.
It was the long-haired man with the small demon card pinched between his fingers. He slightly turned his face, his eyes revealing a hint of curiosity.
His thin lips curled into a cryptic smile as he asked Yan Chuan, “So that means there are a total of four men?”
A prison guard, two inmates, and a doctor in the prison.
This short, plain question instantly made Yan Chuan’s face flush red.
His pale cheeks burned like fire, flushing to a peachy hue.
If he remembered correctly, this man’s name was Jiang Qi… why not call them NPCs but rather call them four “men”?
Yan Chuan felt his dry narrative was becoming awkward.
It was as if he were not recounting his clearance experience but sharing a romantic story with an ex.
He shook his head, trying to cast aside the strange feelings, and steadied himself to continue.
“Not exactly…” Yan Chuan recalled Ariel’s name and added, “There’s also the warden, who is one of the bosses in the script.”
Jiang Qi raised an eyebrow, displaying a hint of mischievous amusement.
This expression was definitely not one befitting someone who had just heard about NPCs from a script; it seemed more like he was incredulous that there was yet another man involved.
Yan Chuan interrupted his own thoughts.
Having gone through three scripts, he had developed sensitivity towards this topic.
If Jiang Qi, who he had not seen before, had brought this up, then what would the others…
Yan Chuan lowered his eyes, no longer attempting to make eye contact with the other people at the table.
“There are a total of four significant NPCs,” Yan Chuan paused briefly, then continued, “They each play different roles in the script and have varying attitudes towards the contestants.”
“I don’t know the identity of the prison guard who helped me when I entered, but he cannot be separated from the ‘monster’ in the script.” Yan Chuan built some suspense: “Before the plot advanced, he kept on helping me…”
At this point, Yan Chuan recounted clearly, his narration flowing easily: “To gather clues without leaving the prison guard’s sight, I would periodically seek out the guard and the doctor.”
“I pretended to be a pitiful little thief for various reasons in front of them…” he almost bit his tongue: “They would prepare food for me, chat with me, and during those conversations, I would gather information about the prison.”
Indeed, it was about playing the victim.
The gazes of the other men at the table changed simultaneously.
In the escape variety show, contestants not only had to complete tasks but also had to play the role they drew.
And this handsome young man undoubtedly had the most suitable role assigned to him.
Playing a pitiful little thief in a closed, almost primitive prison.
He looked beautiful and was much thinner and more delicate than everyone else; one could only wonder how many ambiguous glances he would receive.
Curious, inquiring, and voyeuristic gazes lingered on him.
He could only, and must, complete the task by playing the small, pathetic character, maneuvering among different men.
[I dare say that everyone present, except for the one unknown, feels like a wife being sullied by someone else.]
[Yan Bao is a goddess who loves all.]
[Each man’s expression has its highlights: the esports little dog is a defeated man who refuses to lose, the devoted dog is a victim whose long-suffered wife has already been with someone else, the husband is an honest man who loves his wife and fights off the mistress, the man named Tang is someone who wants to join the cuckold brigade but finds no opportunity, and the long-haired man is somewhat astonished, unconsciously drawn to his wife…]
[A table of six, with four ex-husbands (not really).]
“I know that the prison on Devil’s Island receives supply boats regularly; this is also the only way to complete the task,” Yan Chuan narrowed his brows, his expression becoming more serious: “There are no boats available for leaving the island, so to escape from Devil’s Island, you must board the supply boat.”
“And then came the side quest, asking me to steal the warden’s seal.”
At this point, Yan Chuan paused briefly.
He pressed his lips together, hesitating for a moment before saying, “I succeeded, but I was also caught by the warden.”
After getting caught, of course, he was placed under the close supervision of the warden.
Handcuffed, he was locked to a chair in the office, and he couldn’t even take off the handcuffs while eating.
Thinking about his experiences at that time made Yan Chuan feel quite complicated.
The warden held him close but provided him with what he needed for the mission.
He was a strange NPC…
Yan Chuan shook his head, wrapping up his account in a few sentences.
“During the time when I was being watched by the warden, I encountered inmate number one, who caused a conflict with other inmates and the prison guards, providing me with some conveniences for completing my task.”
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