The Game with Fairies

Chapter 15

In the stilted building, faintly filled with a hint of dust, Li Muyang opened his eyes.

He looked around and once again, the two options popped up in his view.

?I… I’m not dead? That’s great! I need to find Steward Wu to report and continue working?

?I’m so tired… My body aches terribly, I don’t want to work anymore, I’ll just keep sleeping?

Looking at these two options, Li Muyang was supposed to choose the first one since choosing the second had already led to failure.

But at the last moment, Li Muyang became curious again.

Wasn’t the female lead supposed to have strong potential?

Just because I didn’t go out, she dies, then that potential is really useless.

With this thought, Li Muyang chose the second option again.

“I’m so tired… It’s already late anyway, I won’t work today, I’ll just sleep for a bit longer.”

After speaking, Leng Aqi lay back down on the bamboo bed to sleep, and Li Muyang’s field of vision was plunged into darkness.

After a while in this darkness, a system prompt popped up in Li Muyang’s view.

?You have missed the opportunity to personally water the wild weed…?

?Game Over?

Li Muyang was once again ejected from the game instance and returned to the main menu.

This time the wild weed didn’t die, but it was said that Li Muyang had lost the opportunity to personally water the wild weed?

Li Muyang re-entered the game and stubbornly choosing the second option again.

And, as expected, he was once again deemed to have failed and was forcibly ejected from the instance.

After failing eight times in a row, Li Muyang roughly understood.

“It seems that if I don’t get involved, this wild weed doesn’t necessarily will die.”

In eight runs, aside from the first and fourth times when the wild grass died, the remaining six times the wild grass did not die.

It was just because Li Muyang lost the opportunity to nurture her himself, so the system judged it as a nurturing failure and forcibly ejected him.

“Although there is indeed a chance of death, it’s not very high. it seems that this wild grass really does have potential.”

According to the background story, the village in this miasma-filled land is full of dangers.

It’s normal for a female lead who hasn’t grown up yet to die in such a place.

But her death rate is lower than Li Muyang expected. Indeed, she is a character with potential.

When Li Muyang opened his eyes again in the stilted building, he finally chose the first option.

“Am I actually not dead?”

Leng Aqi muttered in surprise, “But it’s so late now. I’m already late to find Steward Wu…”

Leng Aqi hurriedly dressed wrapped the black cotton strip around his waist and rushed out the door.

The people in the village wore ethnic clothing typical of the southwestern region, with many simple white patterns printed on the dull navy-blue fabric, which looked fancy yet inexplicably plain.

Many of the women in the village had their heads wrapped with bundles of black cotton cloth resembling black rings on top of their heads.

The men also wrapped cloth around their heads, but theirs resembled hats more.

Leng Aqi ran through the village and quickly arrived at a small, open square.

“Steward… Steward Wu.”

Leng Aqi arrived in front of Steward Wu while panting heavily.

Steward Wu was thin and gaunt, with sunken cheeks, giving him a somewhat mean and gloomy appearance.

He was dressed in a long robe from the Central Plains, which was different from the attire of the villagers.

Seeing Li Muyang approaching, Steward Wu, who was sitting at the doorway puffing on a large water pipe, looked up disdainfully and exhaled a thick cloud of smoke.

“It’s you, Leng Aqi…”

Steward Wu sized up Li Muyang and said, “You’re not dead yet?”

After Steward Wu spoke, three dialogue box options popped up in front of Li Muyang.

?…Thanks to you, I’m still alive. Is there any work for me today??

?Steward, I’m so tired. Can I take a rest today??

?…(Please input your chosen dialogue content)?

Oh? This time I can actually respond on my own instead of rigidly following the system’s options?

This is interesting.

He has never experienced this kind of real-time input dialogue game in hisprevious life. After all, how could ordinary games respond in real-time based on the player’s answers?

Li Muyang first accessed the system interface to save his progress, and then he input his own content.

On the edge of the square, the sickly Leng Aqi suddenly spoke up, cursing at Steward Wu by the door.

“You old Wu, even if you die, your grandpa here won’t die!”

The air seemed to freeze at that moment.

A few villagers passing by turned their heads in surprise, looking at Leng Aqi in disbelief.

Steward Wu, holding the water pipe, was also stunned for a moment as if doubting his own ears.

An eerie silence lasted for several seconds.

Then the thin and mean Steward Wu suddenly erupted, viciously smashing the water pipe onto Li Muyang’s head.

Blood burst forth.

?You died. Game Over.?

“Damn, to die so quickly?”

Inside the thatched cottage, Li Muyang opened his eyes.

His provocation this time was not just for the sake of mischief but to probe and gather information.

This Steward Wu, with his different attire and demeanor, seemed out of place in the village, yet he was arrogantly assertive.

Li Muyang wanted to see what kind of status and position the other had in the village.

Unexpectedly, the seemingly frail old man suddenly erupted with violence, and in the blink of an eye, he smashed the other man dead on the ground.

Such ruthless disregard for human life and the readiness to kill on a whim truly made him think that the village was a dangerous place.

Moreover, Steward Wu’s status within the village was no ordinary one. He would kill someone without the slightest hint of fear.

After briefly reflecting on all the information gathered so far, Li Muyang restarted the game and re-entered.

This time, when faced with the grim and gaunt Steward Wu, he chose the most sensible response.

Steward Wu, holding his water pipe, glanced at him and said,

“It’s too late now for you to go up the mountain.”

“Here’s what you’ll do. Wait outside the village. A batch of lambs is due to arrive shortly, and you’ll be in charge of receiving them.”

With that, Steward Wu took off the money pouch from his waist and tossed it to Li Muyang.

“It’s the usual rate. Two taels of silver per lamb. Pay the coachman per head.”

“Make sure to check the lambs carefully when you pay, and don’t accept any that are sick or disabled.”

After giving his instructions, Steward Wu handed over the money pouch, and Li Muyang turned to leave.

Although this interactive game was played from an immersive perspective, often the body would act on its own according to the storyline.

Whenever this happened, Li Muyang would lose control over his body.

Once the game character Leng Aqi took the money pouch, he headed towards the outside of the village without any need for Li Muyang’s control.

Li Muyang observed the village around him, scrutinizing each villager carefully.

He noticed that most of the village residents were ordinary people who even appeared quite simple and honest. But a portion of the villagers was distinctly different.

This group looked more ferocious and formidable, with a purple cloth band wrapped around each of their wrists.

These individuals were also residents of the village, but they were clearly one of the sources of danger within it.

Additionally, Li Muyang… or rather, the game character Leng Aqi, also had such a purple cloth band wrapped around his wrist…

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