Let the scourge go to the right path, and you make games to reward them?.

Chapter 922 Does This Make Sense? (12)

The moment Yao Guang heard that sound, she felt her fist harden.

She could tell that it was Lan using a male voice for dubbing, but she didn't expect Lan to be able to bring out that lewd feeling.

At this moment, she felt as if she were seeing the second-generation immortal next door, whose ancestors had already endured all the hardships of cultivation for her, and now only sweetness remained.

He, who could live a good life without having to work, was looking at me, and then said in a voice that was three parts mockery, three parts nonchalance, and three parts superiority: "Going to work? I really envy you, unlike me, I've never worked a single day."

If this person doesn't die, it will be an outrage against Heaven!
One has to admire Lin Yuan; with just one sentence, he delivered a full dose of sarcasm. He's truly a talent.

Ignoring the narration, Yao Guang looked around and found that the environment here was completely different from the first time.

The environment is now more realistic, with more and more details in the rooms. A large number of everyday objects are placed here, allowing Yao Guang to unconsciously immerse herself in the game.

"It seems you've already grasped the current situation, you folklorist," the narrator's voice rang out again. "If you haven't, I can sing you a song. Anyway, I have nothing else to do, since I don't have to go to work."

Yao Guang's recently calmed mood was stirred up again, giving her an urge to beat Lan up without thinking.

"Why aren't you saying anything? Is it because you don't know how to speak? Or are you just naturally shy? Don't worry, I'm hospitable and friendly to everyone. After all, I don't have to go to work."

"Shut up!" Yao Guang roared fiercely, "Why are you, a narrator, talking so much! Just tell me what you're supposed to do!"

"Calm down, calm down, my friend. You look really bad when you're angry. Go to work and calm down."

"I'll kill you!"

"Let's talk about it when you can find me. First, see that glass bottle next to you?"

A streak of light appeared in the air, and a golden arrow pointed to the glass bottle at the door, indicating that Yao Guang should pick it up.

After picking up the glass bottle, someone whispered in her ear, "Take this glass bottle, then push open the door and walk straight ahead until you reach a place with poems. Then put the poems inside. That's your job, understand?"

"It's that simple?"

"It's that simple. But please note, under no circumstances should you put the glass bottle down before you receive the poem, understand?"

This statement aroused Yao Guang's suspicion.

Anyone who has played games knows that when someone in a game tells you not to do something, there's definitely something trying to distract you and make you do that thing.

There might be some terrifying and outrageous things that happen along the way, and there might even be some action scenes and chases, all to get you to put the glass bottle down.

With a slight smile, Yao Guang said, "Interesting. I'll take this challenge. Let's go."

Stepping forward, Yao Guang picked up the glass bottle placed on the table and examined it in her hand.

The glass bottle doesn't look special; you can hold it with one hand. However, its edges are slippery, and it can easily slip off if you're not careful.

When you hold the glass bottle, a small progress bar appears at the top of your field of vision.

Each time I focus my attention on the glass bottle, the progress bar fills up and then continues to decrease.

When the amount of liquid decreases to zero, the glass bottle will automatically fall, and you will have to go back, retrieve the bottle, and then walk the path again.

After learning the main gameplay, Yao Guang frowned.

That's it?

After all that effort, this is what Lin Yuan came up with?

Although she had a million complaints, Yao Guang, with the spirit of "since I'm already here," picked up the glass bottle and left her room. Outside was a short corridor leading to a wooden door. Pushing it open, she found herself in a room identical to her previous one, except this one lacked the glass bottle by the door.

The corridors and rooms were very simple. The walls appeared to be made of piled stones, and the ceilings were made of logs. Bright oil lamps hung on the logs, and with the blessing of magic, the place was brightly lit.

At first, there was a sense of novelty as she walked around, but after visiting a few rooms, Yao Guang realized that the rooms and corridors were all the same, and a feeling of drowsiness immediately arose.

Yao Guang yawned, glanced at the glass bottle, and then asked, "How much longer?"

"I don't know," the narrator's irritating voice rang out. "But don't ask too many 'whys.' You're at work, not on a picnic. You need to have a proper work attitude, understand?"

"Go to hell! I'm just playing a game, why should I smell like a worker?"

"If you don't like it, I'll sing you a song. I sing really well, and my Adam's apple moves when I hit high notes."

"No, be quiet."

Walking down the empty corridor, Yao Guang felt her mind go numb.

Same room, same hallway, same ceiling...

At first, she was still in the mood to count how many rooms she had passed through, but now she didn't want to care about it at all.

She even started to hope that something different would appear at the door, hoping for a pleasant surprise, but each time she was disappointed to find that the thing behind the door was exactly the same as before.

Open the door, walk, watch out for the glass bottle, then open the door again, walk, watch out for the glass bottle...

Numbly moving forward, just as Yao Guang was about to fall asleep, she discovered that after the door in front of her was opened, there was no door leading to the next corridor, but instead a wall.

On a table against the wall, an identical glass bottle sat. But unlike the previous bottle, this one contained pale blue specks of light, like tiny candle flames dancing within.

Upon seeing this, Yao Guang breathed a sigh of relief.

We've finally reached the finish line.

Excitedly, Yao Guang stepped forward and took the glass bottle in her hand.

Her previous hardships finally brought her a small consolation, making her feel that her efforts had not been in vain. Although this feeling of gratitude was only slight, it still brought a smile to her face, but she quickly suppressed it.

Staring at the two identical glass bottles, Yao Guang couldn't help but ask, "Why did I bring glass bottles here? Aren't there glass bottles here?"

Congratulations! The achievement "Does This Mean Anything?" has been unlocked.

"grass!"

Yao Guang cursed angrily, put the glass bottle aside, picked up a new one, and then saw the words "Game Over" fly out.

Congratulations! The "Off Work" achievement has been unlocked. You can now participate in the lottery in the initial room.

When Yao Guang came to her senses, she found herself back in the initial room, except that there was now a box there.

Following the instructions, Yao Guang placed the light spot she had just obtained into the box, and the box immediately emitted a pleasant sound effect.

Numerous words emerged from it, fluttering in the air like ribbons, and gathered in Yao Guang's hand.

Congratulations! The "White" achievement has been unlocked.

Looking at the white, tattered poem in her hand, a voice emerged in Yao Guang's mind:
Does this make sense?
(End of this chapter)