Don't provoke mentally ill people in the infinite flow genre!

[Friends, does anyone understand? That team match at Black Wind Stronghold was absolutely amazing! I've never seen anything so breathtaking in a live stream of Doom Game. Yi Zanglan's skills were only five-star? I thought a god had descended! Aaaaaaaah!]

[I was almost swooning over how handsome he was; I couldn't imagine how wonderful it would be to be a member of Yi Zanglan's team.]

[Sigh, whatever, they deserve to be happy. After all, even before Yi Zanglan's name became famous, these people had already decided on her—honestly, if I were in their shoes, I couldn't do what the Black Wind Stronghold members did.]

[The system's camera switching in this live stream is way too frequent, and it even has a ghost vision function. I feel like I'm watching Yi Zanglan with a spoon in my hand.]

So, the side effect of using this super skill is that you'll turn into a ghost in the next game? To be honest, it's kind of weirdly funny.

The thought that all players will have to search everywhere for mirrors to chat with her is even funnier.

The relationships between these people are quite complicated; they're either enemies or friends. Let's fight! Let's fight!

……

The melodious music was still flowing slowly. In the center of the banquet hall's dance floor, seven people and one ghost were divided into four pairs and were dancing together.

It was clear that everyone had a lot of complaints, but since Count Sandra was watching from the main seat, they could only endure it for the time being.

"Idiot, do you even know how to jump? Can you stop stepping on my feet?" Luo Xiangjun kept muttering under her breath. "Just spin around a few times, that's enough, are you doing it on purpose?"

Discheng was almost driven mad by her: "Grandma, do you think I'm not under a lot of pressure? Guan Canghai is watching the live stream right now, that jealous pot, I'm afraid he'll go back and pick a fight with me."

"Please be more professional."

"I don't think you're that professional either!"

On the other side, Yue Feng and Zhan Fengchun appeared to be dancing, but in reality, they were almost choking each other and fighting.

On the other side, Yin Canglang and Liang Tianci's dance steps were quite good, provided that one ignored the silver spoon she always held in her hand.

Liang Tianci said helplessly, "Captain, let's... let's concentrate for a bit."

Yin Canglang finally looked away, his expression dark as he stared at him, clearly in a very bad mood.

"You mean I'm not paying attention? Since when did it become your place to tell me what to do?"

"..."

"Tianci, do you know why I don't like taking you into the bureau alone?" she said coldly, "because you have too many ideas and always act on your own initiative, which is far inferior to Sheng Xiao and Xun Zhou."

Liang Tianci's typically villainous face cracked slightly upon hearing this; he found it utterly unacceptable: "Captain, I won't say anything about Xun Zhou, but does that brat Sheng Xiao even deserve to be compared to me?"

"Sometimes there's really no need to compare, after all, I just want to seal you both in with cement."

"..."

I understand, it was just misplaced anger.

Liang Tianci couldn't help but glance at Yan Zhao, grinding his teeth inwardly, his expression displeased and full of resentment.

Ever since the Black Wind Stronghold's captain appeared, their own captain's emotions have never been stable.

Although things weren't very stable before, at least the Langtaosha team could maintain a delicate balance, but now that balance has been broken.

Damn it, the past should be left in the past. What are you still clinging to after more than ten years?!

At the same time, Yan Zhao was also secretly observing out of the corner of his eye.

"Hey, Yin Canglang has been watching you the whole time, and Liang Tianci is glaring at you too."

"Look if you want, I'm not going to gouge your eyes out, am I?" Yi Zanglan put his arm around her waist and patiently guided her dance steps. "Looking around like that, are you even paying attention?"

"...I've learned a lot. You really are a good dancer. I remember in your first round, you danced with the puppets in the cemetery," Yan Zhao said. "Yin Canglang is also a good dancer. You two must have sneaked into dance parties there before for missions, right?"

"The organization taught me, but I was too young to have many opportunities to dance, so I mostly disguised myself as a waiter to sneak in."

"and you……"

"In the years that followed, I often danced with my adoptive mother. She was a young lady from a prominent family and knew a little bit about everything. She would also give me pointers."

Yan Zhao remained silent for a long time, then his expression softened, and he slightly raised his eyes to gaze at her.

"If there's an opportunity in the future, please guide me."

Yi Zanglan smiled: "If you like it, of course we'll have plenty of opportunities."

The two embraced and twirled in the dazzling light of the crystal chandelier, their dance steps becoming increasingly synchronized, like flowing clouds entwined with the wind, until the song ended.

Suddenly, a crisp clapping sound came from the main seat. Count Sandra walked into the dance floor with a smile and handed a white tulip to Yan Zhao.

"What a dazzling and enchanting dance, my esteemed guest." She leaned slightly forward and whispered in Yan Zhao's ear, "Please accept my sincere invitation. Tonight, Butler Bertha will take you to my secret base, where you will find true joy."

"..."

Holding the tulip in his hand, Yan Zhao subconsciously touched the longevity lock around his neck and checked the system interface.

As expected, this white tulip was included in the "Earl's Gift" category.

One of the rules of this game is to bring the gifts you collect in the castle; the more gifts you collect, the higher your score will be.

However, every cloud has a silver lining; she received a gift and also an invitation from the Earl.

The so-called secret base that makes her happy is probably not a good place.

"I'm increasingly confused about whether I'm lucky or unlucky."

"Even without an invitation, we were going to get some fresh air tonight anyway." Yi Zanglan watched Count Sandra's figure disappear into the distance, raising an eyebrow slightly. "You've got this opportunity just in time."

With only one day and two nights of game time, I need to hurry up and get some things done.

At this moment, Butler Bertha bowed at the door and said in a deep voice, "Esteemed guests, your rooms have been arranged. Please follow me."

* * * * * *

The castle has five floors and many rooms, but most of them are locked, and only a few are available for living.

The four teams of players were assigned to different floors: Yue Feng and Zhan Fengchun were on the second floor, Luo Xiangjun and Di Sicheng were on the third floor, Yin Canglang and Liang Tianci were on the fourth floor, and Yi Zanglan and Yan Zhao were on the top floor.

The room was fairly clean and well-equipped with all kinds of amenities. The carpet was soft, and there were two single beds with intricately patterned sheets. The walls were decorated with many metal ornaments and murals, and there were also clothes for changing in the closet.

As soon as Discheng entered the room, he began rummaging through drawers and cabinets, picking up and trying everything.

"According to the rules, are there any gifts in this house that we can take with us?"

"I don't see anything valuable here." Luo Xiangjun rummaged around on the table and finally took out a bronze-colored, carved handheld mirror from the drawer. "...Oh, this is nice. I can use it to look at Yi Zanglan."

Upon hearing the mention of Yi Zanglan, Di Sicheng immediately perked up, his eyes shining as he turned around.

"Actually, I wanted to discuss this with you in the banquet hall earlier, since you're always an expert on these kinds of things." He asked, "What exactly is the relationship between Yi Zanglan and Yin Canglang? Are they very close? Look at Yin Canglang's demeanor; is that the behavior of normal competitors? They must have known each other before!"