And the hint that Wen Xishu received was:
[You have already found a polluted item. You can choose to end the game in the Three Towers early and go to the location of the guide, or you can choose to take a teammate with you and return together.]
[Or, do you want to continue to delve deeper into the game?]
Park Mi-hye looked at Wen Xishu pleadingly. In fact, she very much hoped that Wen Xishu would take her away from here and return to the Bunker.
Wen Xishu knew what Park Mi-hye was thinking, but he didn’t plan to let her go.
A door appeared in the center of the room, standing upright. This meant that this scene was already over.
Wen Xishu said:
"Let’s go, don’t waste time, we head to the second door, try to return to the Bunker in an hour."
"Zheng Zai, would you like to accompany me to gather all the items?"
Zheng Zai felt his blood boil; he really liked Wen Xishu’s wild energy. He nodded vigorously:
"I’ll listen to you!"
Park Mi-hye took a deep look at Wen Xishu, knowing she couldn’t leave.
She only hoped she could survive in the hands of this pervert. Even if it meant serving Wen Xishu with her body.
When the eerie door in the middle of the giant study appeared, Wen Xishu was the first to step through it.
"So brave and talented... Could he really be Wen Xishu?"
This thought suddenly flashed through Zheng Zai’s mind, it was too absurd, leading Zheng Zai to think it was impossible himself.
Park Mi-hye was the last to enter that eerie door standing in the middle of the room.
...
...
The second scene, just as Wen Xishu thought, was a bedroom.
This bedroom was located in that old neighborhood in Jiangcheng, where Tang Fangtian and Cheng Yingna lived.
The bedroom was a standard girl’s bedroom. Obviously, it should have had a homely atmosphere, but it was crammed full of various books and exercise books.
There were many items, but nothing like a plush toy could be found.
In the corner was a guitar, but it was broken and damaged. On the desk in the bedroom, there was also a bowl of meticulously brewed sweet soup.
It exuded a black mist, drawing everyone’s attention at first glance.
Unlike the first scene—this time Wen Xishu, Park Mi-hye, and Zheng Zai each held paper and a pen.
These were their initial tools.
"This second scene looks narrower than the first one... but we seem to have shrunk a bit. The actual space is larger instead."
It was Zheng Zai who spoke. Zheng Zai noticed that compared to the previous scene, the objects in this scene seemed larger.
"Do you think that bowl of soup could be the item we are looking for?" Park Mi-hye looked at Wen Xishu.
Wen Xishu smiled and said:
"You can try to purify the item yourself, I’ll add points for you on my side."
Park Mi-hye certainly didn’t dare to; she completely appeared to just be begging for mercy now.
Zheng Zai said:
"How about I try it?"
Wen Xishu shook his head:
"Zheng Zai, don’t rush."
Wen Xishu actually knew what the answer was; it was definitely not that bowl of sweet soup.
The sweet soup emanating black mist was medicine that destroyed the girl’s dream. After that, the girl’s voice became hoarse.
This was painful, but the real source of pain was not here. It’s just like the music box, just a decoy.
Wen Xishu chose to wait because he wanted to see what kind of measures would be implemented in this round’s anti-afk mechanism.
He didn’t wait long.
Soon, the black mist in the room began to condense, scaring Park Mi-hye so much that her legs went weak, and she almost couldn’t stand.
Unlike last time, when it was black tentacles, this time... it was countless eyes appearing in the room.
In the air, on the walls, the ceiling, the bed, even in the drawers. Under the gaze of these eyes, there were no blind spots in the room.
"Tentacles symbolize sex and violence. Eyes symbolize absolute control."
"She had experienced both torment and surveillance."
Wen Xishu thought silently, Tang Rui’s past was indeed oppressive.
"What should we do...hide just like last time?" Park Mi-hye looked at Wen Xishu for help.
Zheng Zai found no place to hide, he thought about blocking in front of Wen Xishu, hoping to attract more eyes.
Wen Xishu saw both of their actions.
[Our good child, you must develop the habit of writing a diary. Write down everything that happens at school, whether good or bad.]
This prompt appeared in everyone’s mind.
Wen Xishu was actually waiting for this, he had to put on a show, otherwise, it would be too fake to just purify the item as soon as he entered the room.
"But this prompt is too simple and straightforward." Wen Xishu thought.
At the same time, Wen Xishu said:
"I already know everything. Do as I say later."