Chapter 23 Who Am I 22

Zhuo Xing kept feeling that his intention to get something for nothing had been seen through.

He coughed awkwardly and said, "Miss, since we are discussing exchanging clues, there shouldn't be any deception involved. We are all just trying to survive and clear the instance, there's no need to be so confrontational."

"I think what you said is very right. We're all just trying to survive, no need to be too selfish," Lin Xiangjun nodded in agreement. "How about this, you set the example first. Tell me the clues you found at home. Who knows, maybe with these clues, I'll be able to clear the instance and survive well?"

Zhuo Xing's expression didn't change at all.

A joke. As an office worker, he had seen far more difficult and unreasonable clients; surely he could handle a young girl like this?

Although she was a bit sharp-tongued and might actually have some skill, she didn't look old, so she should still have some basic morals. If he put in a little effort and flattered her a bit, he would definitely be able to get something out of her.

"Of course. I obtained a set of household rules at home: only turn on the lights between 8 AM and 8 AM, eat the food in the refrigerator, prepare a portion for my friend when eating, do not eat candy, and take a walk in the park downstairs."

"I think this friend is very suspicious. After all, the food I left at the door yesterday hadn't been touched when I woke up this morning, and I searched the whole house but couldn't find any traces of this friend living there. I think he is likely a supernatural entity, and the key to clearing this instance."

He rambled on for a long time, making it sound very useful, but upon careful thought, it was all nonsense. It was nothing more than repeating the household rules, with nothing else added.

It seemed he was well-versed in the essence of daily, weekly, and monthly reports. If given a computer, he could surely create an exquisite PPT paired with absolute garbage content.

Zhuo Xing's tone was serious and earnest, as if he were truly exchanging clues. As soon as he finished speaking, he looked at Lin Xiangjun and asked, "What happened after you sat on the seesaw just now? What did you see? Are there any clues related to the instance?"

Lin Xiangjun gained a new understanding of how thick-skinned Zhuo Xing was.

Trying to trade two melon seed shells for a watermelon with her?

Does he think he's the only person in the world with a brain, and everyone else is born brainless?

Lin Xiangjun said, "I also think this seesaw is very suspicious. Especially after sitting on it—there was clearly no one on the other side, yet I slowly flew up into the air, as if something very heavy was pressing down on the other side. Oh my, it was terrifying."

"I was afraid something bad would happen, so I quickly jumped off. Oh my, this instance, why is it full of ghosts and spirits? I'm most afraid of things like that."

As Lin Xiangjun spoke, she feigned patting her chest, taking two rough breaths as if she were truly frightened.

"As for clues, I was too busy being scared at the time to pay attention to any clues. Now my brain is just a mess, I'll need to rest well for a couple of days before I can remember anything."

Who doesn't know how to spout nonsense? I can talk longer and with more energy than you.

Zhuo Xing listened carefully at first, but the more he listened, the darker his face became.

Why couldn't this woman get to the point after all that babbling?

"You really didn't see anything? Then you just told me not to sit on it for a while, saying 'this one' was in a bad mood. Who is 'this one' referring to?"

"Is that so? Did I say that? Oh, I don't remember. Maybe I was just spouting nonsense because I was too scared, don't take it to heart." Lin Xiangjun patted her head in annoyance, looking like she truly couldn't remember and was mentally confused.

Zhuo Xing's face turned completely black.

If he couldn't tell that Lin Xiangjun was faking it by now, then all his years of working would have been for nothing.

"Miss, it's better to be a bit more sincere when exchanging clues."

"I am just as sincere as you are."

Zhuo Xing had his own pride. He felt that exchanging clues between two people should be an equal transaction, and Lin Xiangjun's attitude was somewhat condescending, which made him uncomfortable.

The smile on Lin Xiangjun's face never changed. To Zhuo Xing, this smile was full of self-righteousness and contempt. He snorted coldly and walked towards the position where Lin Xiangjun had been sitting earlier.

"Miss, exchanging clues is for a win-win situation; it's beneficial for both you and me. Besides, even if you don't trade, the method to get the clues is right here. I can get them myself."

Lin Xiangjun remained smiling, which made Zhuo Xing furious.

"Is that so? Then go ahead and get them."

The supernatural entity from before had been angered by her; going in now definitely wouldn't result in a good reception. It would be a miracle if Zhuo Xing could get any clues.

In Zhuo Xing's eyes, Lin Xiangjun's smile carried a mocking tone. As if to prove himself, he sat on it without hesitation.

The seesaw rose, and then was shrouded in a layer of white fog, completely obscuring the scene inside.

Lin Xiangjun tried to pass through the white fog, but it only looked like fog; in essence, it was as hard as tempered glass, and no matter how much force she used, she couldn't get in.

She tried scraping it with her sharp knife, but nothing came off.

Hmm, it looks like an instance rule domain.

She put away her knife and quietly watched the white fog.

If she could also put a layer around her own home, no supernatural entities or humans would be able to get in. Just thinking about it made her feel incredibly safe.

But that was just wishful thinking. instance rules were definitely only found within the instance. Unless she stayed in the instance for the rest of her life, she wouldn't be able to enjoy that kind of security.

Less than five minutes later, the solid-like white fog suddenly began to surge and disperse, and the figure of the seesaw gradually reappeared.

Hmm, and there was that human figure rolling on the ground, covered in dust and looking dishevelled.

The person on the ground coughed slowly twice, supporting himself on the seesaw, trying to stand up slowly. But as soon as he exerted force, the seesaw very unceremoniously dropped down.

He had only just scrambled halfway up, and this drop was swift and caught him off guard. Before Zhuo Xing could react, he fell to the ground again, making a "thud" sound.

"Pfft—"

Zhuo Xing gritted his teeth and looked in the direction where the snicker came from.

Lin Xiangjun was still wearing that smiling expression. Seeing him look over, she even waved enthusiastically.

"Are you okay? Did you get the clues?"

Of course not.

That supernatural entity was acting like a madman. As soon as Zhuo Xing went in, he asked him if he had any candy.

Zhuo Xing was actually a bit clever. The rules mentioned that the friend loved to eat candy, so before leaving, he went to the kitchen to look and stuffed two rock candies into his pocket.

But as soon as he took out the candy, that damn brat changed his tune and said he wanted to eat a ham sausage.

Zhuo Xing hadn't found any ham sausage at home, so he said he could go find some for him now.

Upon hearing this, the damn brat became energized, like a boss who had finally found a fault in an employee's proposal, suddenly having the capital to be unreasonable, insisting that he wanted to eat it now and demanding Zhuo Xing get it immediately.

Of course, Zhuo Xing couldn't produce it.

Then he was stuck to the seat by the seesaw, shaken up and down for a long time like a piece of laundry, shaken until he felt nauseous and wanted to vomit. Only then did he understand why Lin Xiangjun had been pulling up her pants earlier.

What a great escape plan.

Compared to his life, dignity was as light as a feather. He gritted his teeth and unbuckled his belt to jump off, but the supernatural entity seemed to know what he was going to do, extending two tentacles from the left and right sides of the seesaw to trap him firmly in place.

"Shameless! Do you have no sense of shame at all? How can you just take off your clothes outside like that!"

Zhuo Xing couldn't even voice his grievances. He was stuck on the seesaw, being shaken violently for five minutes. He was shaken so hard he almost experienced his cells separating, his brains shaken into a pulp, and he couldn't even remember to try and trick it into revealing clues.