"A house with only four walls …" Feng Bujue walked into the house.
The house was indeed old. It was made of bricks and wood, and the pillars were all made of wood. The four walls were filled with cracks, and some places were filled with cement. It looked like it had been done recently. There was only one window in the house. It was about one meter wide, and it was the kind with a fence instead of a glass window. There was a simple crossbar above the fence, and the curtains were hung on it. If the wind were blowing from the window into the room, the rain would certainly be rushing in through the wooden fence.
The house was divided into two rooms. There was a door frame in the middle, but there was no door panel. The room after entering the house could be considered the living room. It was about ten square meters in size. The floor was made of wood, and there was a chest high cupboard against the wall. There was a round table in the middle of the room, and there were three tatami mats next to it.
The ceiling was low, and there was a light bulb hanging from a wire in the middle. It was glowing.
Feng Bujue walked to the room next door and poked his head in to take a look. The room was even narrower than the living room. There was a mattress on the ground that took up half of the space, and there was a wardrobe next to the door frame. There was no light in this room. In other words, when the people who lived here wanted to go to bed, they had to come to the living room outside, turn off the light, and then find their way to the mattress in the dark.
Of course … there was no furniture in this room. Theoretically, there was no need to worry about bumping into anything.
"This is too arrogant …" Feng Bujue closed the door and said to himself, "There is only electricity and no water … The toilets are all public." When he was outside the house, he had already noticed that in the courtyard outside the row of houses, there was a silhouette that looked like a phone booth. He guessed that it was a simple toilet.
"Current mission completed. Main mission updated."
Before he could sit down, the system notification rang. Feng Bujue opened the menu and saw that there was a tick next to the [Go Home] mission, and the new mission was [Stay in the house until dawn].
"Huh?" Feng Bujue looked unhappy. "I have to stay for the whole night?"
Outside the house, a storm was raging, lightning flashed, and thunder roared. Although the curtains were drawn, gusts of cold wind still came in through the window bars. There were shadows behind the curtains. It was hard to tell if it was the shadows of the branches moving in the wind or if there was something lingering outside.
Although there was electricity in the house, the only thing that used electricity was a light bulb. There wasn't even a radio, let alone a television. Even if Feng Bujue wasn't tortured by fear, he would be tortured by boredom …
"And here I thought the difficulty of the nightmare mode would increase the difficulty of the battle …" Feng Bujue walked to the cupboard in the living room. "So, this is the setting …" He pulled open the cupboard and looked inside. There was a thermos, two teacups, and a teapot. They were all placed on a circular wooden tray.
Because everything was black and white, Feng Bujue could not tell the color of these things. He tried to pick them up, but the thermos was almost full. So he took them all out and placed them on the low table.
Then he returned to the cupboard and found a small tube that contained tea leaves on the top shelf. The tube had the word 'tea' written on it, but there was no other name, variety, or production date.
"Hmm … Even though this is a temporary shelter, can we really live like this?" Feng Bujue wondered. "There is even no running water. If we want to use the toilet, we have to go outside. If we want to take a bath, we have to go to the public bathhouse. There is even no utensils to eat with … but even if there is, there is no way to wash the dishes in this house." He used the water from the thermos to wash the teapot and the cups before splashing the water away. Then he opened the tube that contained the tea leaves, grabbed a handful, and poured it into the teapot. He brewed an unknown beverage and poured himself a cup.
Since he couldn't change the equipment in the attire in the scenario, in other words, he couldn't take off his clothes. Therefore, Feng Bujue could only try his best to wring the water off his clothes. Then he wore the wet clothes and waited for them to dry naturally.
He brewed a pot of hot tea and held it in his hands. At the very least, it helped to alleviate the chill that had enveloped his body.
"Greatly reducing the amount of information and clues given, and setting up many death flags, as well as making an issue out of the scariest part of the game … This should be the theme of Nightmare Difficulty," Feng Bujue said to himself. "Some seemingly unintentional choices might lead to a fatal disaster." Thinking back to what he had just experienced, it dawned on him. "If I had said something wrong or shown fear, the woman with the cleft mouth would have killed me instantly. And the monster on the utility pole would have been the same … "
He raised his head to look out the window, and it was still pouring rain. "It looks like there is no time or space restriction, but if I really ignore the main quest and go out to explore, I might trigger some random trigger that might kill me. Based on the world view of this scenario, one has to have powerful Sorcery to gain a certain degree of freedom … or else it's hard to say what will happen."
Taking another sip of the hot tea, he mumbled, "Just follow the main quest … At most, I'll be scared continuously, but I won't be in a desperate situation in terms of combat." He put down the cup. "But … this is so boring. Am I supposed to sleep inside the scenario? By the way, is there not even a newspaper in this house? "
"Oh!"
Suddenly, there was a strange groan.
"Wu … Er …"
Then there were two more groans. They dragged on, and it sounded like the voice of an old witch.
The sound came from the wall, the room of the 'neighbor'.
"What the hell is going on?" Feng Bujue turned his face toward the wall. "It's raining so heavily … Is there some kind of sorcerer inside the house?"
Feng Bujue thought about it. This should be part of the main quest, so he should do something about it.
"Hey, you over there, are you alright?" He yelled at the wall.
Then, the voice stopped abruptly.
"What the hell … Did she die?" Feng Bujue had been sitting on the floor with his legs crossed, but when the sound stopped, he used his hands and knees to move as quietly as he could to the wall. He perked up his ears and leaned against the wall to listen.
Creak!
It was the sound of the door, and then there were footsteps. It sounded like the neighbor had opened the door and left the house.
"Don't tell me she's coming to knock on my door." Feng Bujue moved to his own door, but all he could hear was the sound of rain and wind outside. He waited for a while, but the person did not knock. It did not sound like she had come to his door.
In any case, Feng Bujue was not afraid, so he planned to open the door to see what was going on with this neighbor. He stood up, held the wrench in one hand, and slowly turned the doorknob with the other. He opened the door a sliver and peeked out from inside.
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