Under an inexplicable sense of humiliation, Ji Yan opened the bag. Inside were some common rations.
Bread, Compressed Biscuits, unknown jerky...
Though they were all coarse food, in the Eerie World, human food like this already counted as a luxury.
With this amount, Ji Yan would not have to worry about food for the next week.
"Tell me, what do you want to borrow?"
"The Blood Lyre."
At the mention of the Blood Lyre, the Bewitching Eerie immediately understood. "You're the child of that Dead Drunkard in Room 404."
"Yes. My father's leg hurt terribly, so he sent me here to ask for medicine."
"Who told you that was medicine?"
"That alcoholic bastard only ever thought about my little bit of liquor. I never expected him to resort to such a pathetic trick."
The Bewitching Eerie sneered, clearly disgusted by the Gourmand Eerie.
Ji Yan frowned in confusion. "Why didn't he just say so directly?"
The task was mandatory. Whether the Blood Lyre was wine or medicine, the Player had to complete it anyway. Why bother with such unnecessary schemes?
Resting her chin on her hand, the Bewitching Eerie smiled lightly. "To keep you from getting other ideas."
"He never intended for you to return alive. From the very beginning, you were only merchandise."
"I made an agreement with that guy. As long as he sent a child over, I'd reward him with half a bottle of Blood Lyre."
In other words, it was a one-way supply chain.
Once Room 404 refreshed a Player, the Gourmand Eerie would use the task to lure the Player to Apartment 101, where they would become a supplement for the Bewitching Eerie.
Not only would both sides get what they wanted.
It also would not violate the Apartment's rules.
Ji Yan's expression darkened slightly.
So this was the real trap...
The Bewitching Eerie tossed him a bottle about the size of a soy sauce bottle. Ji Yan hurriedly caught it. "According to the deal, you should only be giving me half a bottle."
"But I'm in a good mood today, so I'm giving you a full bottle. Easier for you to take back and report completion."
Ji Yan stared at the liquid inside. It was dark red, almost black, and looked extremely viscous.
He could not help wondering what kind of wine it was that made the Gourmand Eerie crave it so badly.
"If you're curious, you can secretly take a sip. But whatever happens after that won't be my responsibility."
"And you'll never guess what I used to brew this wine~"
Hearing the slight seduction in the Bewitching Eerie's voice, Ji Yan shuddered for no reason.
He did not dare think about it, nor did he care to.
He only wanted to complete the task honestly.
It would be best if it drowned the Gourmand Eerie in drink!
"Can I leave now?" Ji Yan asked, afraid that this female eerie might become too obsessed with him and forcibly keep him here as her regular supply.
The Bewitching Eerie did want to.
But game tasks were mandatory. As an NPC, she could not interfere, and she would be punished for violating them.
"Go."
"Still, I'm rather curious. How did you discover that I had such inclinations?"
Ji Yan coughed twice and forced himself to maintain the lie. "Things like this don't need to be said outright."
"Sometimes, you can tell with just one look."
Upon hearing that, the Bewitching Eerie's smile became dazzlingly seductive. "You looked so honest. Who knew you were even more perverted than me?"
"..."
To stay alive, whether he was an innocent young man or an S-type sadistic freak, Ji Yan did not care. He was only playing along.
The door behind him slowly opened. Just as Ji Yan turned around, the Bewitching Eerie gave him a meaningful farewell. "Little brother, we'll meet again."
Ji Yan did not respond. Only an idiot would come back to see you.
He turned and left the unbearable room.
Watching Ji Yan flee, the Bewitching Eerie leisurely crushed out her cigarette and lifted her pale, slender leg.
"With that Dead Drunkard for a father, you won't escape."
"I've got you wrapped around my finger!"
The Bewitching Eerie licked the corner of her mouth with lingering desire, gently caressing the healed wound on her cheek. Her gaze became hazy as she slowly savored the memory...
When the door opened, Cheng Fang, who had been planning to drag Ji Yan out for cleanup, eagerly pushed over a cart.
But when he saw Ji Yan emerge, he was instantly dumbfounded.
"Holy shit! Are you human or an eerie?!"
Ji Yan asked in return, "Do I look like an eerie?"
Seeing Ji Yan's bloodstained clothes, Cheng Fang stood frozen, his mind crashing for a moment.
"Don't tell me you took out that female eerie?"
"No, that can't be it. You must've found some loophole."
He knew exactly how terrifying the Bewitching Eerie was. If she could be killed, so many Players would not have suffered at her hands.
Ji Yan said, "I told you before I went in. I just had to satisfy That Eerie."
As if to prove Ji Yan's words, the Bewitching Eerie's voice came from inside the room. "Little Cheng, clean the room."
"I'm going to sleep."
Cheng Fang quickly answered. At that moment, the way he looked at Ji Yan completely changed.
Whenever the Bewitching Eerie's desires subsided, she would fall into a deep sleep, often sleeping for days. Those days were Cheng Fang's most peaceful time.
"If there's nothing else, I'll be leaving."
Ji Yan carried the Blood Lyre and turned to go.
But Cheng Fang grabbed him, his eyes filled with admiration. "Bro, don't rush off! Can you tell me what Hidden Strategy you discovered?"
"How about this? I'll trade you three days' worth of rations!"
"Five days! Sit down first, and we can talk it over slowly!"
For a Player permanently stationed in Apartment 101, Cheng Fang lived in constant fear whenever he faced the Bewitching Eerie.
If he could find a way to subdue the Bewitching Eerie, he would be set for life!
Naturally, Ji Yan would not reveal the method he had worked so hard to obtain.
Everything lost its novelty eventually. He might have to deal with the Bewitching Eerie again someday. If he told Cheng Fang and this guy relied on it, the new continent the Bewitching Eerie had just discovered would soon become dull, and it definitely would not work next time.
That would be cutting off his own escape route.
"No strategy. Pure skill."
"I told you, a good weapon is useless. You need enough firepower, or even a 32cm Gun is just decoration."
After leaving behind this sentence, Ji Yan turned and walked away.
Cheng Fang was left standing there with a ridiculous expression, and it was impossible to tell whether he believed him...
After leaving Room 101, the task was finally complete.
Ji Yan let out a long breath. That deadly first game task had finally been completed after so many twists and turns.
Without lingering, he turned and rushed upstairs.
Soon, he returned to Room 404.
Liu Yitong and Dong Chu had not returned yet, so Ji Yan went straight into the Gourmand Eerie's room.
"You damned brat, you haven't left yet?"
The moment the Gourmand Eerie saw Ji Yan, his face turned sinister.
He instinctively assumed that Ji Yan had not left the Apartment yet.
According to his private deal with the Bewitching Eerie, if Ji Yan had gone to Apartment 101, there was no way he could have returned alive.
The only thing that should have come back to see him was the Blood Lyre that the Bewitching Eerie had ordered Cheng Fang to deliver.
"Father, I've already gotten the medicine."
Ji Yan removed the Blood Lyre from his waist and placed it on the table.
"What did you say?" The Gourmand Eerie froze at first, staring at the bottle of vivid yet dark liquid.
With only one glance, he was certain that it was the Bewitching Eerie's Blood Lyre.
He stared in disbelief at Ji Yan's completely unharmed body as countless guesses surfaced in his mind.
How had this brat returned alive?
"How did you get it?"
"That Sister was easy to talk to. I told her my father's leg was rotting badly and he couldn't sleep at night. She was deeply moved and gave it to me."
As he listened to Ji Yan's shameless lie, the Gourmand Eerie's face instantly darkened.
That woman would be moved?
He would not believe that bullshit even if he died!
But after seeing the Blood Lyre, the Gourmand Eerie's mind became completely occupied by it. He did not even have the leisure to think about how Ji Yan, a mere trade item, had survived.
He pulled out the wooden stopper and greedily poured it into his mouth...
Soon, Ji Yan caught an incredibly unpleasant smell.
The stench was overwhelmingly fishy!
It smelled like wine, yet not quite like wine. Why was it so irresistible to the Gourmand Eerie?
"Get out. Stop being an eyesore here!"
The Gourmand Eerie's eyes began to drift, filled with intoxication, as he impatiently snapped at Ji Yan.
Even though Ji Yan had brought back a full bottle of Blood Lyre, the Gourmand Eerie still showed him no kindness.
In his eyes, these Players existed to serve him. Calling them children was more like calling slaves by another name. If he was unhappy, he could kill them and replace them with a new batch.
Ji Yan said nothing and turned to leave the room.
As he closed the door, he heard the Gourmand Eerie's voice, full of both love and hatred.
"How the hell does that bitch brew the blood from between her legs? I've never had such wonderful wine in my life!"
Ji Yan choked.
A chill ran through him.
Damn!
So the raw ingredient was period blood. Things in this Eerie World were truly getting more outrageous by the day.
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