"Sister! Play games! Play games with me!!"
The little boy kept screaming for Anxi to play with him.
"Play with me!"
The child's voice was as sharp as nails scratching on a blackboard, stimulating Anxi's nerves.
Anxi doesn't hate children, but she hates these naughty children the most who start crying and making a fuss when she doesn't agree with them.
However, she couldn't show it now and could only keep a fake kind smile on her face.
The introduction of the correction fluid only says that it can modify everything, but it doesn't go into detail about what it is.
Leftovers and the like must be counted, but it's not clear for such a lively and jumping child.
"Play with me! Play with me!"
The little boy shouted at the top of his lungs. Anxi tightened her lips and slowly approached the little boy.
While his eyes were closed and he was howling like a ghost, he took off the cap of the correction fluid and clicked it.
["Playful and active little boy" has been detected. Would you like to modify or add a prefix? 】
Anxi breathed a sigh of relief when she heard the familiar clip sound.
It seems that all these things also include NPCs in the dungeon.
Anxi said to the correction fluid in her heart: Instead, love the little boy who studies 20 hours a day.
[Changed to "A little boy who loves learning and studies 20 hours a day", please check]
Correction Liquid's voice just fell.
"..."
The little boy shut his mouth as if the shutdown button had been pressed.
He stood up from the ground without looking at An Qian beside him.
He quickly walked to the cartoon schoolbag he had thrown casually on the ground, took out the books for each subject from the bag, and lay down on the ground to study seriously.
The whole set of movements is smooth and smooth, and everyone can see his enthusiasm for learning.
The footsteps on the side stopped for a moment after seeing this, and then there was the sound of angry stomping.
You're done.
Anxi silently praised herself, ignored the footsteps that jumped in anger, and began to think about the next rule.
[Rule 3: After returning to your own room at night, you are not allowed to open the door again until three o'clock in the morning the next day. 】
The specific time is unknown now, but it is dark outside the window, and Anxi feels that she should return to the room as soon as possible according to the rules.
But where is her room?
Anxi glanced around. The spacious bedroom with cigarettes on the bedside was definitely not hers, and the other children's room filled with toys was even less likely.
There was only one room filled with clutter and an iron-framed single bed in the corner that looked like a place where she lived.
Anxi walked to the door of the room, turned back to the direction of the footsteps and said, "I can't get out after I enter the room. Remember to wash the dishes yourself."
Hearing this, the footsteps became more angry and manic.
But Anxi had already closed the door to isolate the sound.
She stood in the room and looked around.
It was very cold in the room. Although the doors and windows were closed tightly, there was still a bit of cold wind blowing in, and there was even a thin layer of ice on the edge of the window.
Under such conditions, if you stay for a long time, your hands and feet may become numb from the cold.
In order not to freeze to death, Anxi walked to the bed, lifted the quilt, and checked the bed from top to bottom. The sheets and pillows were all clean, and there was no dirt as expected.
"not bad."
Anxi got into bed with peace of mind.
After lying down, her body temperature returned a little, but she was still shivering from the cold, and her stomach began to growl at inappropriate times.
Fortunately, she not only bought a kitchen knife but also some food at the supermarket.
Anxi took out the old-fashioned red bean buns from her bag and started chewing them.
After finishing the bread, Anxi wrapped herself in quilt and lay back on the bed.
The light in the room is just a small light bulb hanging on the ceiling. It is dim and dim, but it makes the small floral quilt on the bed a little more cozy.
It can be seen that although the original owner of this room lived in shabby conditions, he did not give up on himself.
The environment is quiet and silent.
Anxi soon fell asleep.
But just when her eyelids started to fight.
"Crack."
The sound of slight footsteps sounded clearly in my ears.
Anxi suddenly woke up.
It turned out that her room was not safe.
However, An Qian did not open her eyes immediately after waking up. Instead, she quietly opened her eyes a thin slit and checked what was directly in front of her.
There was no ghost figure directly in front of her as she imagined standing in front of her bed.
Anxi breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to open her eyes wider to check other places, when she caught a glimpse of the window at the end of the bed.
It was already dark outside, and the dark windows were now like a large mirror reflecting the panoramic view of the room.
In the lower left corner of the window, a pale face was staring at the bed through the reflection of the window, peeking at her.
The face's cheeks were sunken, and its eyes were filled with scarlet blood and tears.
In the reflection of the window, a face dripping with blood and tears was slowly leaning down to get closer to Anxi's face.
Anxi quickly covered her mouth, resisting the urge to scream, her mind racing.
However, the female ghost in white did not make any move to attack her. She just looked down at An Qian, opened her mouth and said, "Please... help me... help me..."
"?"
An Qian was a little confused. She was obviously the poor person who was caught playing games, so why did the female ghost turn to her for help?
But no matter how curious she was, Anxi would not answer the female ghost.
[Rule 7: Don’t talk to other women when you find them at home. 】
Generally speaking, as long as she does not violate the rules in this kind of rules-based copy, there will be no danger.
Sure enough, the female ghost in white did not take any further action. She just stood beside her bed and kept repeating: "Help me...help me..."
It's like a cassette repeater replaying it over and over again.
The female ghost said it more often, and Anxi gradually got used to it.
I even began to feel that it would be nice to have "someone" with me in this cold hut.
Anxi closed her eyes and covered her ears with the quilt. After a while, sleep swept over her again.
…
…
"Ding dong!"
The ringing of the doorbell was particularly loud in the dark night.
An Qian was startled and woke up suddenly from her sleep, her heart pounding.
She rubbed her eyes and turned to look at the clock hanging on the wall.
Half past five in the morning.
Had she slept for so long?
The rule was that she could leave the room after three o'clock, and it would be time for her to get milk in half an hour, so it was time to leave the room now.
Anxi sat up, it was still dark outside the window.
But the season in the dungeon is late winter, so it’s normal to have no light at half past five in the morning.
"Ding dong!"
The doorbell was still ringing, Anxi got off the bed and walked to her room door.
When she was about to push the door open, she suddenly remembered something, took out the correction fluid from her pocket and tapped it on the door handle.
[The three daily modification opportunities have been used up, please wait for tomorrow]
It’s not even the second day yet?
The doorbell outside the door was deliberately luring her out!
After realizing this, Anxi ran and jumped back to the bed.
"Ding dong ding dong!"
The doorbells outside the house kept ringing one after another, as if they discovered that Anxi was not going out, and the rhythm gradually became anxious.
"Ding dong! Ding dong!"
"Ding dong dong dong dong!"
The doorbell turned into a violent slapping sound midway through.
The banging sound was so loud that Anxi's door shook. It was obviously hitting the door of her room, not the door of the entire house.
This guy can actually get into the house.
"Dong dong dong!"
But no matter how hard the guys outside knocked, Anxi just lay upright on the bed and couldn't move.
"Dong-dong-dong-dong!"
"Dong dong..."
The knocking on the door continued for a while, and then there was no movement.
But soon, Anxi could feel a faint gaze falling on her through the crack in the door.
It was the guy who knocked on the door who was secretly observing her.
Anxi lay on the bed and looked back at the crack in the door. The crack was wide enough for her little finger to enter. She could clearly see a scarlet eye staring at her.
The guy outside the door didn't feel like he was being discovered, but instead watched more enthusiastically.
It must be uncomfortable to be looked at with such malicious eyes.
Anxi sat up again, touched her hand under the pillow, then stood up and walked towards the door.
"Hey...hehe..." When the guy saw Anxi approaching, he let out a hoarse laugh and stared at Anxi blatantly.
Anxi walked to the door and slowly squatted down.
"Dong dong dong!" The guy outside the door knocked excitedly, his scarlet eyes filled with irrational madness.
It kept pushing toward the door, seemingly trying to squeeze its eyes in and scan Anxi wantonly.
Anxi was expressionless.
She looked into those eyes filled with desire.
Poof——
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!" screams resounded.
Anxi took back the small fruit knife in her hand. It was stained with blood and mucus from her eyes.
She popped the eyeball.
The peeping eyes outside the door disappeared, leaving only vicious curses.
Anxi was too lazy to care anymore. She stood up and went back to bed, turned over, and went to sleep!
…
I do not know how long it has been.
"Ding dong!"
Another doorbell.
Anxi was woken up for the third time, and she couldn't help muttering: "This dungeon is really torturous."
She didn't get a good night's sleep all night. She didn't even have the energy to wake up, but she was exhausted from getting up.
Anxi turned to look at the clock on the wall, which was pointing to three o'clock.
This is two and a half hours less than the time just now.
"This clock is a bit too accurate."
Anxi took out the correction fluid and clicked on the clock.
["Wall clock with inaccurate time" has been detected. Would you like to modify or add a prefix? 】
Anxi: Change it to a wall clock that stays on time no matter what happens.
[It has been successfully modified to "A wall clock that is on time no matter what happens", please check it]
The words fell.
The hands of the clock rotated rapidly, and after a moment, the dial showed four fifty-six.
Now is the time for Anxi to go out.
The person ringing the doorbell outside should be the real milkman, not the voyeur ringing the doorbell last night.
Anxi walked to the living room.
I found that the doors of the other two rooms were wide open, and there was no sound inside.
There was no one else in the room but her.
Perhaps it is because the "brother" can go to school and the "father" can work, but the "sister" does not deserve to go to school or have a career, so she is the only one left in the family.
"Ding dong!"
The doorbell rang again.
[Rule 6: Do not open the door when the milkman comes to deliver milk at five o'clock in the morning, and take the milk home at six o'clock]
