Read Novel Full Chapter 615.2
The smell of burnt sulfur grew stronger. The three people could only huddle in the corner, barely avoiding the splashes of rainwater.
Crackle!
Crackle!
Boom!
Boom!
The terrifying acid rain showed no signs of stopping.
Tap!
Bai Lixin raised his head in the darkness, puzzled as he looked outside the window.
Amidst the loud thunderstorm, he actually heard footsteps?
He looked at Chen Dazhuang and Father Chen.
The two seemed to have heard the sound as well, but instead of curiosity, their expressions grew more solemn, and even their breathing became lighter.
Noticing Bai Lixin’s gaze, Father Chen raised his index finger to his lips in a “shush” gesture.
The sound of footsteps mingled with the rain gradually approached and finally stopped outside the courtyard gate.
Amid the sound of the downpour, the locked gate that Father Chen had secured suddenly swung open, and three vague figures dressed in black rubber suits stood at the entrance.
The drizzling rain fell on their heads, rolled down their rubber suits and created small craters as they hit the ground.
Each black rubber-clad figure wore a bizarre metallic bird mask over their faces.
With two large lenses for eyes and a sharp bird beak in front, the masks exuded a strange and menacing aura.
The three black-clad figures entered the courtyard, seemingly unaffected by the rain that terrified Father Chen, as it merely washed over their suits.
Their black rubber shoes stepped on the pitted ground, drawing closer and closer to the door where Bai Lixin and the others were hiding.
Closer and closer.
Chen Dazhuang covered his mouth tightly to prevent himself from making any sound.
Father Chen’s whole body was tense and alert, staring at the masked figures unblinkingly.
Bai Lixin held his breath, his consciousness already connected to his backpack.
If something went wrong, he would immediately draw his scythe.
Eventually, the three black-clad figures stopped at the window.
One of them pressed the entire mask against the window, the cold metal making a sharp noise as it hit the frame, a sound that was particularly jarring in the dark, thunderstorm.
The mask slowly turned against the window frame, as if the person behind the lenses was scanning the room.
In the pitch-black corner near the window, Bai Lixin and the others stood motionless.
The round lenses, dripping with water, glinted with a cold light, and the sharp tip of the metal beak occasionally scraped against the window, making a scratching noise that grated on their frayed nerves.
After a dozen seconds, the bird mask slowly moved away from the window, and in Bai Lixin’s view, the three black-clad figures turned and walked out of the courtyard.
One of the black-clad figures bent down near the gate as if pulling something, and in a brief moment, Bai Lixin saw what was in the figure’s hand.
It wasn’t something, it was someone!
A living person who was still struggling!
That person’s body had been pierced by the rain, with blood seeping out, but he wasn’t dead. His arms and legs were still thrashing, like a fish stranded on land, gasping for air with wide eyes filled with terror.
Bai Lixin took a deep breath and slowly exhaled.
He recognized that person.
It wasn’t someone from Chenjia Village, but a player.
The eerie black rain lasted for three hours before it finally stopped.
When the dark clouds dispersed, the sun above had already turned into the moon.
Father Chen seemed accustomed to it. He slung the firewood onto his back again, as if they had merely taken shelter from a sudden rainstorm, “Let’s go, it’s time to go home.”
Bai Lixin stepped out of the courtyard.
After the strange rain, Chenjia Village was in shambles.
Potholes were everywhere, trees were broken and charred, and the courtyard gates were in ruins…
Those eerie black rubber-clad figures had vanished along with the rain.
[Ding! Player deaths x6. 64 players remaining.]
[You are currently in the copy of [Goose Feather Mountain], which is divided into three stages. You are now in the second stage [Chenjia Village].]
[78 hours remaining.]
[Due to the high difficulty of this copy, the first hint is as follows: Chenjia Village is hospitable, and victory often comes from cooperation and assistance.]
[I wish all players an enjoyable game.]
Bai Lixin opened the private chat window and tried to send a message to Xia Chi.
The message immediately turned into a red exclamation mark.
It spoke of cooperation and assistance, yet communication was impossible.
There were 70 players who had entered the second stage, but in reality, Bai Lixin hadn’t seen all of them.
The first stage was set in the snowy mountains, where players wore thick down jackets. He could only recognize those he had seen in the safe house.
Last night, he saw a few familiar faces in the crowd at Old Fourth’s daughter’s wedding.
They were with some NPCs, clearly blending into Chenjia Village as family members just like him.
Among Xia Chi, Lin Jue, Song Yuntian, Samael, and Emil, he had only seen Xia Chi so far.
As for the other four, he had no leads.
This situation with the thunderstorm and the black-clad figures was probably not a one-time event. On the way back home, he frequently saw villagers skillfully cleaning up the mess.
He stopped in his tracks and tugged at Chen Dazhuang beside him, “Brother Dazhuang, where is Brother Lin Xiao?”
The fire was centered around “Lin Xiao”. After a day’s delay, he still had to start with Lin Xiao.
Without stopping, Chen Dazhuang raised his hand and pointed in a direction while carrying the firewood, “Look, isn’t he right there?”
Bai Lixin followed Chen Dazhuang’s finger and saw a somewhat familiar figure among the branches of the old elm tree, pruning the branches damaged by the rain.
Staring at the back of this figure, Bai Lixin’s expression was a little subtle.
He pointed at the figure on the old elm tree with uncertainty, “You’re saying he is Lin Xiao?”
As they were talking, they had already arrived under the old elm tree. Chen Dazhuang simply called out to the person in the tree, “Brother Lin Xiao!”
The man in the tree paused for a couple of seconds before belatedly responding with a gruff “mmm?” He turned his head with an impatient expression and asked, “Who’s calling me?”
The man in the tree looked down, and Bai Lixin under the tree looked up.
Their eyes met, and Bai Lixin smiled while the man in the tree froze.
The only one who could wear a patched cloth shirt and give off a cool and handsome biker style was probably the cool guy Lin Jue.
Good news—The snowstorm of the first stage didn’t kill Lin Jue and he was still alive and kicking.
But it’s unknown whether it’s good or bad news, but Lin Jue had now become “Lin Xiao.”
But why Lin Jue?
Was it just because both had the surname “Lin”?
Lin Jue looked a little uncomfortable. With his long legs and arms, he leaped down from the old elm tree and neatly landed in front of the two.
Father Chen didn’t wait for them and had already walked off into the distance.
Lin Jue looked Bai Lixin up and down, and said in a dragging tone, “This is Chen….”
Chen Dazhuang quickly answered, “Chen Erniu, my younger brother. Brother Lin Xiao, you’ve forgotten?”
This time, it was Lin Jue who grinned, showing his big white teeth. “Erniu, of course I remember. Last time I saw you, you were as small as a bean sprout, and now you’ve grown so tall.”
Bai Lixin: “…”
“Brother Lin Xiao, I heard from my dad that you’re getting married in a couple of days. Congratulations!” Chen Dazhuang said to Lin Jue who excitedly, his enthusiasm so intense it was as if they were the real brothers, and Bai Lixin, the younger brother Erniu, was merely tagging along.
Lin Jue silently glanced at Bai Lixin, as if he had something to say. “This marriage… doesn’t have to happen.”
Chen Dazhuang became even more excited, “How can it not? I heard she’s a beautiful lady from the city. We’re all looking forward to seeing the bride!”
Bai Lixin: “…”
S419M: [Huh, Lord Host, doesn’t Chen Dazhuang’s statement seem a bit different from what was said before?]
It was indeed different.
In the first stage, Chen Dazhuang had said, “Lin Xiao was named so because he was found by the people of Chenjia Village in the forest at dawn”, and that “Lin Xiao had long been betrothed to the Mountain God as a child and couldn’t marry anyone else”, and had even mentioned that, “Everyone in Chenjia Village opposed his marriage”.
But now, in the second stage of [Chenjia Village], Chen Dazhuang seemed to have no objections or opposition to “Lin Xiao getting married” and even expressed support and congratulations.
Bai Lixin looked at Lin Jue.
Lin Jue gave Bai Lixin a meaningful glance and found an excuse to send Chen Da Zhuang off to do some work.
Once only Lin Jue and Bai Lixin were left under the old elm tree, Lin Jue suddenly spoke before Bai Lixin could, “You have to help me. This marriage can’t happen!”
I’m starting to think that Lin Jue’s bad luck can rival Dijia and Bai Lixin’s 😆