Infinite Flow: Becoming a God in a Nightmare Game

Chapter 237 OOC

Lin Wanchu put down the calendar poster and looked at the unfamiliar surroundings, her unease growing stronger.

She thought carefully, but couldn't remember her own name. Instead, she stared blankly at the crisscrossing lines on her palm.

The sound of rain pattering on banana leaves outside the window seemed to come from near and far.

"Knock Knock-"

Suddenly, the sandalwood carved door was knocked on with a deafening sound.

The old woman's voice, carried by the dampness of the night rain, drifted in.

"Third Miss! The Second Young Master has a high fever. Would you please come and take a look?"

Lin Wanchu curled her toes and wrapped her plain brocade nightgown tightly around herself. She then got up and opened the door, her forehead throbbing with pain.

The door opened, and a young maid with her hair in two buns stood to the side of the door.

Lin Wanchu calmed down and spoke softly.

"where is he?"

The kerosene lamp, illuminated by its paper shade, made the maid's nose appear red. Upon seeing her, she curtsied and said, "It's a cold rainy night, Miss, please be careful not to catch a cold."

He hurriedly unfolded his fox fur cloak and draped it over her thin shoulders with great respect.

Lin Wanchu looked around, her expression slightly bewildered.

The maid's voice trembled, and the paper lantern swayed in the biting cold wind.

"Third Miss, the old nanny just left. She instructed me to take you there."

The corridor twists and turns, and the lotus-patterned floor tiles gleam with moisture.

The oil-paper umbrella tilted to shield the raindrops leaking from the eaves, and embroidered shoes stepped over the scattered locust flower petals on the bluestone slabs.

"Miss, watch out for the threshold."

A maidservant led the way with a lantern, the dim candlelight reflecting off the faded vermilion lacquer of the corridor.

Lin Wanchu picked up the hem of her plain-colored nightgown, which was in the way, and walked quickly. She saw shadowy figures appearing on the window paper of the warm pavilion in the distance.

Turning past the gilded and painted moon gate, a warm yellow glow spilled out from the window lattice, carrying with it the smell of bitter medicine.

As soon as the brocade curtain at the door was lifted, intermittent coughing could be heard coming from the golden nanmu canopy bed.

The noblewoman, sitting upright by the bed, clutched her face with a Suzhou-embroidered handkerchief and wept, sobbing as she said with heartache, "My poor child, he's always been weak, and now he has to suffer like this..."

Before she could finish speaking, upon seeing the newcomer, the elegant and dignified woman immediately pinched her handkerchief to cover the corner of her eye and pretended to be reproachful.

"Yuelin, you've finally arrived! Your second brother is delirious with fever, but you, his sister, are sleeping soundly?"

Lin Wanchu gazed at the face on the bed that bore a resemblance to the woman. The young man's dark hair was slightly damp, and his thin lips were pale blue with a sickly tinge.

Lin Wanchu was completely bewildered, going through a brainstorming session.

But the current situation suggests that the person lying in bed is probably his second brother.

And this woman was his own mother.

However, Lin Wanchu quickly accepted the setting and instantly got into character.

Just as she was about to speak, the maid behind her knelt down with a thud: "Reporting to Madam, the Third Miss has already retired for the night..."

"Alright, Cui'er, you may leave now." The noblewoman waved her hand, her fingernails tracing the small rosewood stool. "Yuelin, sit closer."

The maid named Cui'er obediently withdrew and thoughtfully closed the door behind her.

Are the maids in this mansion so good at reading people's expressions these days?

Lin Wanchu was still complaining when the woman suddenly grabbed her daughter's wrist.

The jade bracelet on Lin Wanchu's wrist hurt. "What do you think that girl from outside is up to? Asking your second brother to go to the opera in the middle of the night, she's just as seductive as her mother who sings female roles!"

Lin Wanchu inhaled the lingering fragrance of agarwood in the air and gently patted her mother's back: "Mother means..."

She put on a good show, but in reality, Lin Wanchu was rolling her eyes inwardly.

Without knowing the full picture, I will not comment.

However, the woman in front of me doesn't look like a good person.

Wait a minute, if that's what kind of person Mother is, then what is she herself?

"When the night patrol servants saw her, He Yuping was lying in your second brother's arms!"

The woman slammed her hand on the table, the jade bracelet striking the rosewood with a crisp sound. She said with exasperation, "Her mother tried to seduce your father back then, but now she's sending this little hussy to ruin my son!"

"Oh dear, Mother, don't be angry. Be careful not to hurt your health."

The woman patted Lin Wanchu's hand affectionately and said, "Oh, my daughter Yuelin is so understanding."

“Your eldest brother is still on his way back. These days, it’s just my sister and me taking care of your second brother.”

Lin Wanchu grasped the key information and asked the question in a seemingly cautious manner.

"If my elder brother isn't here, then where is Father?"

"Your father is truly bewitched by that actress, believing her seductive words so readily that he neglects even his own son and goes to personally take care of that girl!"

Lin Wanchu didn't respond. Her sixth sense told her that, apart from her sickly second brother, there was her eldest brother on the way home.

He Yuping must have played a very important role in this.

When she has some free time, she needs to go and see who this He Yuping, whom the woman was talking about, really is.

After a long silence, the woman suddenly realized that something was wrong.

"Yuelin, you've never disliked He Yuping the most in your life, so why aren't you reacting today?"

Before Lin Wanchu could react, the woman gripped her wrist tightly, her nails digging into her flesh, her voice becoming several octaves sharper.

"You're not Yuelin. Tell me, who are you?"

A sudden clap of thunder outside the window illuminated the carved window frame, and Lin Wanchu felt a chill run down her spine.

The woman's cloudy eyes suddenly bulged out, and her wrinkled face melted and dripped like wax.

Just then, in the void, the system's cold voice suddenly pierced through the chaos.

Welcome to the S-rank dungeon "Double Happiness"! Within two days, find the true culprit who killed the bride and provide the correct answer to leave the dungeon.

[Friendly Reminder: Please play your role well and remember not to go out of character (OOC). Don't let those around you notice anything amiss.]

Players start with 500 points. Each time a player is caught, 100 points will be deducted. If a player's points drop to a negative number, they will be assimilated into a dungeon NPC.

Lin Wanchu frowned, hissed softly, her lips pursed, and two lines of clear tears rolled down her cheeks.

"Mom, you're hurting me."

"I didn't get enough rest today, and besides, she's sick too. I'm overjoyed."

"Once my second brother wakes up, I'll go and cause her trouble."

Upon hearing this, the woman's expression gradually returned to normal, and she repeatedly apologized to Lin Wanchu.

The speed at which they changed their expressions was astonishing.

A barrage of comments scrolled through the live stream chat.

"Ahhh, the screen is finally lit up."

"To be honest, Sister Lin's acting skills are as good as ever."

"Yes, Qi Shen is really unlucky this time. Not only is he playing a sickly character, but he is also being targeted by other guilds."

"However, judging from their current state, it seems like they've all suffered from amnesia?"

"Will we still be able to see Qi Shen and his teammates dominate the battlefield?"

"Without Qi Shen in charge, I don't feel safe at all."

"Don't make it seem like they have amnesia."

"Holy crap, a player just got so nervous that he was swallowed whole by a mutated NPC."

The scene was so bloody that viewers typed a series of "bullet comments for protection" on the public screen.