Chapter 33: Solo Instance! Chronicles of the Desolate Village!

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

“Pick it up! I told you to pick up your ears!” Wu Wang scolded expressionlessly at his second sister, who was sticking out her tongue and making strange noises.

She shrugged helplessly and said, “Oh, the pig’s ear fell on the floor and got dirty, so I can’t eat it now. Your clothes got dirty too, didn’t they? Take them off, I’ll wash them for you later.”

“I can understand you dropping the food when you didn’t hold your chopsticks steady,” Wu Wang glanced down at the oil-stained shirt. Then he looked at the distance between himself and his sister across half the dining table. His mouth twitched as he said, “But I can’t understand how you managed to fling a pig’s ear from across the table onto my shirt. If that wasn’t intentional, I’d jump straight off the building.”

With that, he went back to his room and took off his clothes.

*Click.*

Then, with his sister’s stunned expression, he locked the door behind him and the hum of a small washing machine sounded from inside.

“Oh my God! We’re siblings! Don’t you have any trust at all? And you secretly bought a little washing machine and hid it in your room just so I wouldn’t take your worn clothes?” Wu Xiaoyou said angrily.

But her face was just too delicate. Even when she tried to look fierce, she still appeared adorable, even charming.

Wu Wang’s voice came from inside the room.

“Trust? You took my clothes the day before yesterday to see some blind fortune teller under the overpass and told him there’s a dumb kid in the family with mental problems who wants to kill himself every day. You asked for exorcism and ended up scammed for 200 yuan. You think I don’t know?”

“Now that you’re taking my clothes again, which half-immortal are you going to see?”

Hearing this, Wu Xiaoyou’s fierce expression faded, replaced by a look of shame and stubbornness. She retorted somewhat unwillingly, “What else could I do? If you want to kill yourself, it’s not a psychological problem, it’s a haunting, isn’t it? I had to try…”

Suddenly, she frowned, confused. “Wait, how do you know about this? I never told you!”

The room was silent for about three seconds.

Then Wu Wang’s proud voice emerged.

“Because that fortune teller was me, disguised with makeup. I earned that 200 yuan.”

“?”

Wu Xiaoyou’s chopsticks clattered onto the table.

This time, she was genuinely startled and lost her grip.

In her mind appeared the image of the fortune teller’s trembling walk, the tattered robe, the slightly dark complexion, and especially the tiny black mole on his chin with a long hair sticking out.

Could that really be makeup?

She suddenly stood up, pounding on Wu Wang’s bedroom door with her fists, cursing, “You bastard! That was my hard-earned money from a whole day of work! Give it back!”

“Second sister, do you know why nouveau riche usually go broke so fast?” Wu Wang opened the door and smirked, “Any wealth that doesn’t match one’s intelligence always finds its way back to the market.”

He pointed to the dishes on the table with his left hand.

His right hand pressed against Wu Xiaoyou’s forehead, ignoring her weak attempts to hit and kick back.

He said, “You ate part of that 200 yuan too. I go out to buy groceries and cook every day, and you don’t even chip in!”

When it came to food, Wu Xiaoyou immediately lost her temper.

This was the one thing she could never argue against.

She was a genius at burning down the whole building if left unattended in the kitchen for half an hour.

Sometimes when Wu Wang wasn’t home or was busy at work, she could only eat instant noodles.

Why not order takeout?

Because normally, Wu Xiaoyou was extremely stingy. The 10-yuan packaging fee on those lousy platforms practically felt like a death sentence.

The only time she splurged was to hire a psychologist for Wu Wang or, like a few days ago, to pay for a fortune-telling exorcism.

“Alright, enough talk. Finish eating and get to work,” Wu Wang glanced at the time and reminded her.

Wu Xiaoyou was startled by this and hurried back to the table, wolfing down her food without any grace, her cheeks puffed out like a hamster, chewing non-stop as if afraid she wouldn’t get enough before work.

Wu Wang shook his head.

He turned back to his room and pulled out a tattered bamboo hat from under the bed.

Coincidentally, it was the same hat he had picked up before the overpass on the day he disguised himself as the fortune teller with the “Fake Smile Mask.”

No need to waste money on a new one.

Three days were up. The quest was ready.

“Come on! Abyss God! Activate!”

*Click.*

The bamboo hat covered his head, and his vision instantly plunged into pitch darkness. The surroundings of the bedroom twisted in the blink of an eye.

[Nightmare-level solo quest matched.]

[Welcome to Yin Yuan Village.]

[Quest Title—Chronicles of the Desolate Village]

[Quest Description: This is a remote village nestled deep in the mountains, isolated by the surrounding peaks and rarely communicating with the outside world. Yet this does not hinder its prosperity and strength. Everyone lives peacefully without worry, all thanks to our strict adherence to the ancestral rules. The Yin Yuan Sacred Maiden blesses us.]

[You are an ordinary orphan in the village, surviving only through the villagers' charity.]

[The Yin Yuan Festival is approaching, and the village is troubled over finding the Sacred Maiden. While gathering herbs on the mountain, you encounter a girl who slipped and fell, unconscious. Her birth chart perfectly fits the requirements to be the Sacred Maiden. Your choice is…]

[Life or death, redemption or sin.]

[All is in your hands; all is fate.]

[Main Quest: #%&*&%#*]

[Side Quest 1: Investigate the village chief’s secret.]

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[Side Quest 2: Uncover the truth behind the Yin Yuan Festival and find the true Sacred Maiden.]

[Side Quest 3: Resolve the supernatural disturbances at the ancestral hall and eliminate the ghosts.]

[Clear Rewards: 2,000 calamity coins, a rare piece of equipment, a skill evolution guide item, a rare consumable item.]

[Hidden Reward—Conditions unknown.]

[We wish you find your own demise.]

Wu Wang was seeing such a lengthy quest description for the first time. Along with the side quests, it seemed this Yin Yuan Village was hiding many secrets.

Among them, no doubt, were many unspeakable secrets.

But the most troubling thing was—

Where was the main quest?!

He looked down at the red vertical pupil on his wrist and cursed fiercely, “I could understand the last time when my quest got messed up, but what’s with this pixelation? Am I supposed to be infantry? Not cavalry!”

The completion rate for nightmare-level quests was already terrifyingly low, and now he didn’t even know the main objective.

What kind of market is this?

Moreover, the rewards were ridiculously generous.

So generous…

Wu Wang suspected a trap.

The “Spirit Disaster Game” wasn’t stupid enough to give away so much for free. The only explanation was that the difficulty of this quest truly matched such lavish rewards.

“Heh, if you don’t give me the main quest, are you not afraid I’ll just strangle that so-called Sacred Maiden when I see her? Fine! I’ll try threatening her later!”

Wu Wang slowly opened his eyes and officially entered the quest.

What first caught his attention was not the environment, but a girl lying right in front of him.

Her appearance…

Could no longer be described as merely beautiful.

Mainly because she looked exactly like Wu Xiaoyou!

They were cut from the same mold!

The red vertical pupil on his wrist blinked at him, as if asking why he hadn’t strangled her yet.

“Hiss…”

“That said, I don’t think it’s necessary to rush. She probably has plenty of secrets herself. We should start here.”

Wu Wang’s bottom line was always flexible.

He could fearlessly resist tyranny and trample the law.

He could hide in a stinking gutter playing hide-and-seek.

He was quite skilled at talking tough.