[Damn, did he get the first key so easily?]

[Easy peasy!]

[What a good “Hairy Uncle”! The key is that Jessie actually accepted this title. It’s too ridiculous!]

[Prometheus: Am I saying anything about being Blind Grandpa?]

[Hahahaha, Blind Grandpa, Hairy Uncle, I laugh every time I see it! [Gifts points]]

[Zaizai is a naming prodigy. And to be honest, each one is very fitting hahaha [Gifts points]]

–

Jessie carried Gu Rong on his shoulders for a stroll around the mental hospital. When the reading time was almost over, he finally brought the cub back to the library.

Looking at Gu Rong’s ghost state, Jessie thoughtfully reminded him, “Little ghost, don’t let the other administrators discover that you’re a little ghost. Otherwise, they won’t be as kind-hearted as your Uncle. They’ll definitely throw you into the Black Forest in the back mountains to feed the little monsters.”

Gu Rong sat on Jessie’s shoulder, tilting his little head: “What little monsters?”

He had gone to the Black Forest earlier and hadn’t seen any little monsters.

Jessie harrumphed twice and didn’t elaborate: “Anyway, just listen to your Hairy Uncle, and you’ll be fine!”

Gu Rong was very astute and sweet-mouthed, saying in a babyish voice, “Rongrong listens to Hairy Uncle!”

Jessie’s beady eyes lit up. He liked this little cub more and more, carrying him into the library.

There were only five minutes left until the end of reading time. Except for Jessie, who had yin-yang eyes, no one else could see Gu Rong’s ghost state.

Jessie squatted down, took Gu Rong from his shoulders, and gently placed him on the ground.

Gu Rong’s little body staggered a bit before he steadied himself.

To prevent others from becoming suspicious, Jessie didn’t speak. Instead, he patted the cub’s little head and signaled with his eyes for him to return to his body.

Gu Rong clutched the bristle brush in his little hands. He had already changed his opinion of Jessie and knew that he only looked like a big monster but was kind to Rongrong.

He nodded: “Okay, thank you, Hairy Uncle!”

After saying that, he turned around, spread his short little legs, and dadada-ed back to Zhuang Yu and Shen Hanxiao.

Zhuang Yu and Shen Hanxiao had been taking turns holding up a book to cover for Gu Rong the whole time, and their arms were numb.

The little cub on the table was sleeping soundly, his little face flushed from sleep, showing no signs of waking up.

Every time Prometheus passed by, he would “glare” in this direction, then snort, and then walk away.

Shen Hanxiao and Zhuang Yu braced themselves and pretended to be calm, but inside they were panicking, pretending they hadn’t noticed that Prometheus had already discovered Gu Rong was sleeping.

Gu Rong came to the table, had 006 retract the [Hanged Little Ghost] identity card, and the Key of Life was stored in the system backpack.

He returned to his body, yawned, and woke up: “Big Brother, Little Brother!”

Seeing that Gu Rong had woken up, Zhuang Yu and Shen Hanxiao both breathed a sigh of relief.

Shen Hanxiao sighed: “Little ghost, you can really sleep. My arm is almost useless from holding up this book.”

Zhuang Yu shook his numb arm and smiled, smoothing Gu Rong’s little slicked-back hair.

Gu Rong said crisply, “Thank you, Big Brother. Thank you, Little Brother!”

He rolled up his little sleeves and used his little hands to knead Shen Hanxiao’s shoulders and his little fists to pound Zhuang Yu’s legs. After kneading and pounding, he even let out a long sigh of relief and wiped the non-existent sweat from his forehead.

Zhuang Yu: “…”

Shen Hanxiao: “…”

Little smarty-pants.

Not far away, Prometheus “glared” in this direction again, then snorted coldly and walked away with his hands behind his back.

With only one minute left until the end of reading time, a sudden change occurred.

The player with wristband number 3413 was a male player. When Prometheus walked past with his hands behind his back, he grabbed Prometheus’s hand, which had always been behind his back.

He had been observing Prometheus for a long time and noticed that he always kept his palms clasped as if he were hiding something in his hand, like a key or something. Therefore, he decided to take a risk and see what he was holding.

It was just a blind old man, anyway. Even if he found nothing, he wouldn’t lose anything.

The male player had just touched Prometheus’s left wrist when, the next second, Prometheus, after a pause, turned his head and smiled at him.

The male player: “…”

The male player was stunned. Before he could react, he saw Prometheus open his right hand, which had always been behind his back, and in the palm of his right hand appeared an eye.

A blood-red eye, with the eyeball rolling around wildly.

The male player’s pupils shook. The moment he made eye contact with this eye, he was quickly petrified, starting from his head and spreading throughout his entire body. In an instant, he turned into a sculpture.

“…”

Deathly silence.

Oh my god, this, this, this… This was too terrifying!

How could an eye grow in the palm of a hand? And just by making eye contact, you would be petrified?

Even more terrifying, after the male player turned into a sculpture, the color of the wristband on his wrist changed from pale purple to pale blue, not the gray of death.

He had become an NPC, but he hadn’t died!

Seeing this, the players’ faces became even more unsightly.

In this situation, death was a release. If you didn’t die, if your consciousness remained… but you could only exist as a motionless sculpture…

The players’ faces were pale, and a bone-chilling coldness crept up their spines to the tops of their heads.

They looked at the human sculptures placed all around the library.

These overly realistic sculptures seemed to have an explanation.

And now, player 3413 had also become one of them.

Prometheus had already closed his palm. His eyeless, withered, old face faced the crowd.

Having been offended repeatedly, Prometheus’s face was dark. He pointed at the library door and said in a bad mood, “Today’s reading is over. Get out of the library within one minute.”

Everyone: “…”

Fine, we’ll get out!

–

After leaving the library, it was time for dinner, and everyone headed to the dining hall in a daze.

These NPCs were each more powerful and terrifying than the last. How were they supposed to get the keys? It seemed like there was no way to survive.

Everyone sighed.

Compared to Prometheus, whose eyes grew on his hands instead of his face, what they couldn’t understand even more was how someone could be so reckless as to confront an NPC head-on.

Well, there you go, eliminated in seconds.

Thinking of the countless sculptures in the library, the players felt a chill.

Compared to the players’ worries, Gu Rong was much more carefree.

Finally, he could eat! Gu Rong carried his little arms behind his back, tilted his little head forward, and charged ahead. From behind, he looked like a running little penguin.

The players were all frowning, and they couldn’t help but envy this little cub.

As Gu Rong was running, suddenly, he first knelt on one knee, and then his whole body fell to the ground. Instead of running, he started crawling forward on the ground.

Gu Rong couldn’t run fast, but he was very good at crawling.

And to be honest, crawling was fast for a child. Whoosh whoosh whoosh, like a little advancing cannonball.

Everyone: “…”

006: […]

Livestream Chat: […]

LOL, it seems like the little cub is really hungry.

Zhuang Yu couldn’t stand it anymore. He walked over and picked up the little dumpling crawling on the ground.

Gu Rong patted the dust off his little hands and sighed as if he was very tired.

Zhuang Yu: “…”

006 said: [Little host, we can also go scare players at night to earn points. Ten thousand points each time. It’s not mandatory, so it’s up to the little host whether to accept it or not.]

Scaring players was a long-term, ongoing task, but the points weren’t many. The first time it was 50,000 points, but after that, it was only 10,000 each time. But even a mosquito leg, however small, was still meat.

Gu Rong, despite his young age, was very dedicated to his work and nodded: [Zaizai go!]

–

At night, Gu Rong sat on the bed, his short legs crossed. He finally remembered something: [Where did Faceless Brother, Uncle Long Tongue, and Grandpa Skeleton go?]

They had gone to the Black Forest in the back mountains together. 006 was back, so why hadn’t they returned?

Before 006 had been blocked, it had seen the three NPCs turn to dust.

Hearing this, it didn’t know how to tell the little host, so it decided not to say anything: [Uh, I’m not sure either. I was locked in a little dark room at the time… Little host, it’s getting late. Shall we get ready to go scare some players?]

Gu Rong nodded and held up the silver straw he hadn’t used in a while: [Okay, scare players, suck blood!]

He’d been saying he wanted to suck blood, but he still hadn’t managed to. Gu Rong’s little face was determined; he had to drink blood tonight.

Gu Rong even set a small goal for himself.

Drink from one person today, two people tomorrow, and at most five people, so that he could drink human blood every day, without not getting any, and without drinking too much.

006’s eyelids twitched: [Little host…]

He had just said “Little host,” and his voice stopped abruptly.

Gu Rong let out a puzzled “Huh?” and called out to 006 in his mind a couple of times, but he didn’t get a response.

The same situation as in the Black Forest had occurred again.

At this moment, another familiar, mocking, crisp voice sounded in his mind:

“Little lackey, instead of helping this Lord find the keys, what are you doing slacking off here?”

Gu Rong was stunned. Hearing that it was the Lord Devil’s voice and that it was sounding in his mind, he patted his little head, trying to knock Him out.

The devil: “…”

The devil said, “What are you doing?”

Gu Rong saw that he couldn’t knock anything out, so he stopped. He asked curiously, “Why are you talking in my head?”

The devil snorted coldly: “Rude little lackey, you must pay your respects and bow when you see this Lord.”

Gu Rong pouted. He disliked it the most when people said he was rude. Rongrong was polite!

The devil looked at this round, chubby little dumpling. He was holding a straw in his little hand, and his little face was fair and delicate, very exquisite. Hmm, he was worthy of being His little lackey.

Seeing that Gu Rong wasn’t speaking, the devil said, “Little lackey, aren’t you going to pay your respects to this Lord?”

Gu Rong thought about his task, put his little hands together, and bowed towards the empty air: “Lord Devil!”

The devil hummed, seemingly satisfied.

The livestream chat was about to explode.

[Damn, damn, Zaizai actually got the [Devil’s Lackey] identity card?]

[Zaizai is talking to someone? Why can’t I hear the other person’s voice, and I can’t see anyone else? It’s only Zaizai himself!]

[Didn’t Zaizai say he was talking in his head? It seems to be the devil, no doubt. However, Zaizai putting his little hands together and bowing, what’s that about? And Lord Devil? Pfft, it’s too chuunibyou.]

[LOL, is there really a devil who calls himself Lord Devil?]

The devil: “…”

The devil could also see the panel in front of Gu Rong through his eyes, as well as the comments on the panel.

“From now on, you’re not allowed to call this Lord ‘Lord Devil’!”

The devil held back his anger and said in a bad mood.

Gu Rong tilted his little head and frowned his little eyebrows: “Then what should Zaizai call you?”

The devil thought for a moment: “You must call me Lord Lu.”

Gu Rong didn’t care what he was called. Whatever the other person was called, that’s what he would call him. He changed his address crisply: “Okay, Lord Lu!”

It was like calling someone by their name. He really thought the devil’s name was this “Lord” something.

Livestream Chat: […]

How did it become Lord Lu again?

Was this devil a three-year-old child? How could he be so childish?

The funniest part was that Zaizai actually went along with it!

Lord Lu and Lord Devil were equally chuunibyou.