The man gently lifted the blanket off Song Jinshi, examining the wounds on his legs and feet.
Upon seeing the injuries, his gaze darkened. “Damn it, I shouldn’t have let you die so easily.”
Then, he leaned down, and a soft yet cold kiss landed on the scarred soles of Song Jinshi’s feet.
In his dream, Song Jinshi suddenly felt as if he had stepped onto ice, immediately retracting his feet back under the blanket.
—’ Who is this person? Why is he kissing my wife’s feet!’
—’Report! Someone is taking advantage of my wife while he’s sleeping.’
—’Ten minutes! I want all the information on this man. I want to see which player has the audacity to tease my wife in front of me!’
—’ For those above, I already checked. This dungeon doesn’t seem to have this player. While this man is a bit perverted, he is quite handsome. There should be someone who knows him if he entered this dungeon, but obviously, all the participants are live-streaming, and there is no sign of this person.’
—’ So—he’s an NPC?’
—’NPCs can take advantage of my wife? NPCs can see my wife’s sleeping face up close? NPCs can kiss my wife’s feet? Where’s the morality? Where’s the bottom line? How did he get this internship!!!’
Song Jinshi had no idea about the events of the previous night; he only felt a bit cold, especially in his feet.
However, he was always delicate, attributing it to his body’s issues, without considering anything else.
The assistant remained silent after Song Jinshi woke up.
He was shocked that he had blacked out last night! Not long after the host fell asleep, he suddenly lost the ability to perceive the outside world, and it only resumed when the host woke up.
Seeing that the host was fine, he let out a sigh of relief.
Ultimately, he decided to keep this incident a secret; if he mentioned it, the host might never be able to sleep soundly again.
When Song Jinshi opened the door, he found that he was still at home, and the layout of the yard was unmistakably his family’s.
But this room was clearly not his bedroom.
As he turned back, the room had transformed into the appearance of his bedroom.
The front door was intact, with no signs of damage.
It was as if everything that happened last night was merely a dream.
…
“Let’s go; today is the day of the burial.”
Tu Li said to the other players.
As they passed by Shen Yuanxing, Tu Li suddenly spoke up. “I feel like I’ve forgotten something. Do you have that feeling?”
“I do.”
Upon hearing Shen Yuanxing’s affirmative answer, Tu Li smiled.
“I’ve always trusted my instincts, so what exactly did we forget? And what could possibly cause so many high-level players to lose their memories? This dungeon is truly fascinating.”
After saying this, Tu Li led everyone to the funeral without waiting for Shen Yuanxing’s response.
During the funeral, a few male players walked in front while the female players followed behind.
The atmosphere was very calm, with nothing amiss.
“Sister Tu Li, isn’t this a bit strange? Normally, there’s bound to be some trouble on the way to burial, yet the grave pit is just ahead, and everything is still very peaceful.”
A female player used his item to transmit sound to Tu Li.
Although he was among the top 100, he had only reached that rank through some fortunate coincidences; he didn’t possess the skills to participate in this dungeon, but due to certain reasons, he had to come.
“It’s fine; don’t worry, just follow along with the funeral.”
The female player then relaxed.
Actually, with two top-level experts leading, even if something unexpected happened, they would take care of it; he had been overthinking.
The group steadily carried the coffin to the edge of the pond, preparing to place it inside.
At that moment, a sudden change occurred.
The calm waters began to bubble as if boiling, gurgling with rising bubbles.
The bubbles grew larger and larger until they were about the size of a person.
Suddenly, a bubble floated up, heading towards the crowd.
Besides the players, the villagers stood motionless as if under a spell, staring blankly at the pond.
The bubble drifted toward the person nearest to the pond, completely enveloping them.
Then, it began to carry the villagers away towards the pond.
The players tried to intervene, but the bubble and the villager seemed non-existent, visible yet untouchable.
They could only watch helplessly as the bubble took the villager down to the bottom of the pond.
Some tried to wake the villagers, but none succeeded.
At that moment, the coffin began to shake violently.
The few villagers who had been carrying the coffin were suddenly knocked to the ground.
Another bubble appeared on the boiling pond’s surface, oddly taking the shape of a coffin.
The players guessed that this bubble might want to take the coffin too, but recalling their burial task, they rushed to block it.
But the bubble seemed to possess some kind of magic, ignoring each of them and perfectly enveloping the coffin.
The coffin, which had previously weighed down several players, became light as a feather, carried away by a bubble towards the pond.
Finally, it slowly sank into the waters.
Song Jinshi felt as if he had been sleeping for a long time and felt utterly weak, like he was recovering from a serious illness.
When he opened his eyes, he did not see the expected room but rather complete darkness.
At that moment, Song Jinshi couldn’t comprehend his situation and reached out his hands to touch the darkness.
“Why am I in a coffin?”
Song Jinshi spoke in shock.
He distinctly remembered that his mother made him a bowl of porridge, and after eating, he went to sleep.
Why did he wake up here?
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