Chapter 33: The Solo Scenario! The Chronicle of the Desolate Village!

Three days passed in a flash.

“Pick it up! I told you to pick up your ears!”

Wu Wang scolded his second sister, who was sticking out her tongue and making strange noises, with a blank expression.

She shrugged helplessly. “Aw, the pig’s ears fell on the ground and got dirty—can’t eat them anymore. Your clothes are dirty too, right? Take them off, I’ll wash them later.”

“I can understand you dropping food on the floor by accident,” Wu Wang said, glancing down at his shirt smeared with red oil.

He looked at the distance between himself and his sister—nearly half the table.

His lip twitched. “But I can’t understand how you managed to fling those pig ears across the table onto my clothes. If that’s not intentional, I’ll jump straight off the balcony right now.”

Saying that, he returned to his room and took off his shirt.

Click—

Then, in his sister’s stunned expression, he locked the door, and the rumbling sound of a small washing machine echoed from inside.

“My God! We’re siblings! Don’t you even trust me that much? You secretly bought a tiny washing machine and hid it in your room just so I wouldn’t take your freshly worn clothes?”

Wu Xiaoyou growled.

But her face was simply too exquisite.

Even when she deliberately made a fierce expression, it looked cute, almost alluring.

Wu Wang’s voice came from inside the room.

“Trust? You took my clothes two days ago to some blind fortune-teller under the overpass and told him there’s a dumbass in the house who wants to kill himself every day, and asked him to exorcise the demon—then got scammed for 200 yuan. You think I didn’t know?”

“So who’s the soothsayer you’re dragging me to this time?”

At this, Wu Xiaoyou’s fierce expression slowly faded.

In its place came a look of slight shame and resentment. She retorted, half-defiant: “What else can I do? What if your suicidal thoughts aren’t psychological—they’re caused by a ghost? I had to try, didn’t I?”

As she spoke, she suddenly frowned.

“Wait a minute—how did you know about this? I never told you!”

The room fell silent for about three seconds.

Then Wu Wang’s proud voice came out.

“Because that blind fortune-teller was me in disguise—and I pocketed the two hundred yuan.”

“?”

Wu Xiaoyou’s chopsticks clattered onto the dining table.

This time, she genuinely lost her grip.

In her mind flashed the blind man’s trembling gait, his tattered robe, his slightly dark skin, and especially the black mole the size of a thumbnail on his chin—with a long hair growing from it.

Was that even possible to fake with makeup?

She leapt to her feet and pounded on Wu Wang’s bedroom door, cursing: “You bastard! That was my hard-earned money after a full day’s work! Give it back!”

“Second sister, do you know why rich people usually go broke fast?” Wu Wang said smugly as he opened the door. “Any wealth that doesn’t match your IQ will inevitably flow back into the market in one way or another.”

He pointed left at the dishes on the table.

With his right hand, he pressed against Wu Xiaoyou’s forehead, ignoring her weak punches and kicks.

He said: “Some of that two hundred yuan got eaten by you too. I’m the one who goes out to buy groceries and cooks every day. Damn it, at least chip in some money!”

When it came to food,

Wu Xiaoyou instantly lost her temper.

She truly couldn’t argue this point.

She was the kind of genius who could burn down the entire building in half an hour if left unsupervised in the kitchen.

When Wu Wang wasn’t home or too busy to cook, she could only eat instant noodles.

Why not order takeout?

Because Wu Xiaoyou was normally stingy—ten yuan delivery fees on those garbage apps felt like cutting off half her life.

The only time she spent money lavishly

was when hiring a psychologist for Wu Wang—or when doing things like the fortune-telling exorcism two days ago.

“Enough nonsense. Finish eating and get to work,” Wu Wang reminded her, checking the time.

At this, Wu Xiaoyou’s heart jumped.

She rushed back to the table and wolfed down her food with no dignity, cheeks bulging like a hamster’s as she chewed frantically, terrified of going to work hungry.

Wu Wang shook his head.

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

Funny enough—it was the same hat he’d picked up on his way to the overpass before pretending to be the blind fortune-teller with the [Fake Smile Mask].

Saved him the trouble of buying a new one.

Three days are up. The dungeon is ready.

“Come on! Yuan Shen! Activate!”

Click—

The hat covered his head. Instantly, darkness swallowed his vision. The surroundings of his bedroom twisted in an instant.

【Nightmare-Level Solo Scenario Dungeon Matched】

【Welcome to Yin Yuan Village】

【Scenario Name—The Chronicle of the Desolate Village】

【Scenario Intro: This is a village long nestled among mountains, isolated by surrounding peaks and rarely interacting with the outside world. Yet this has done nothing to hinder its prosperity—everyone lives in peace and comfort, free of pressure. All of this is thanks to our adherence to the rules passed down by our ancestors: the Yin Yuan Holy Maiden will protect us.】

【You, an ordinary orphan in the village, have survived only thanks to the villagers’ charity.】

【As the Yin Yuan Sacrifice approaches, the village is still struggling to find the Yin Yuan Holy Maiden. While gathering herbs on the mountain, you encountered a girl who fell from the cliff and lost consciousness. Her birth date and hour perfectly match the requirements to become the Yin Yuan Holy Maiden. Your choice is…】

【Life or death, redemption or sin】

【All lies in you. All is fate.】

【Main Quest: #%&*&%#*】

【Side Quest 1: Investigate the Village Chief’s secrets】

【Side Quest 2: Uncover the truth behind the Yin Yuan Sacrifice and find the true Yin Yuan Holy Maiden】

【Side Quest 3: Resolve the supernatural incident at the ancestral hall and eliminate the ghost within】

【Clearing Reward: 2000 Disaster Coins, one Fine-quality Equipment, one Skill Evolution Guide Item, one Fine-quality Consumable Item】

【Hidden Reward—Condition Unknown】

【May you find your own death.】

Wu Wang had never seen such a long scenario intro before—and with these side quests, Yin Yuan Village clearly hid deep secrets.

There were likely many unspeakable truths buried within.

But what troubled him most—

Where was the main quest?!

He stared at the red vertical pupil on his inner wrist and cursed bitterly: “Last time you twisted my quest I could understand. But this time you’re just blurring it out? What the hell? I want to be a foot soldier, not a cavalryman!”

Nightmare-level scenarios already have abysmal completion rates. Now he didn’t even know the main quest.

Am I supposed to play this like a lottery?

And the clearing reward was ridiculously generous.

So generous that…

Wu Wang thought it was a trap.

【Spiritual Calamity Game】 wasn’t stupid—it wouldn’t hand out so much for free. Clearly, the game considered this scenario’s difficulty worthy of such a reward.

“Hmph. No main quest? Fine. What if I just strangle the damn Yin Yuan Holy Maiden the moment I meet her? Okay! I’ll try threatening her right away!”

Wu Wang slowly opened his eyes and entered the scenario.

What met his gaze wasn’t the environment—but a girl lying right in front of him.

Her appearance…

Couldn’t be described as merely beautiful.

The main reason? She looked exactly like Wu Xiaoyou!

The two were practically identical, as if carved from the same mold.

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

“Hss…”

“Then again, I don’t think I need to rush. She probably has secrets too. We should start here.”

Wu Wang’s moral Dixian was always flexible.

He could defy authority and trample laws when needed.

He could hide in stinking sewers to play hide-and-seek.

He was very practiced at bluster.