Rule 6 said you couldn't open the door for the milkman, so Anxi stood behind the door and waited.
"Ding dong!"
The doorbell rang again.
Anxi ignored him and leaned against the wall, waiting for the other party to leave.
The guy outside the door seemed to know that this room would not open the door for him. He opened the small box hanging on the wall outside the room and put the two bottles of milk in one after another.
The glass made a slight clanking sound, then silence.
Anxi waited for a while and didn't hear any other sounds, so she wanted to go back to the sofa in the living room and sit down.
Unexpectedly, a clear male voice suddenly came from outside the house.
"Xiaoman, I have saved enough money. I will pick you up the day after tomorrow. Come with me."
Go with him?
An Qian was confused when she heard this. Could it be that there is a subplot in this copy?
She walked quietly to the door, lay down on the peephole and looked outside.
Outside the door was a young man. He was wearing a gray uniform and his face was normal. Except for his nose being a little red from the cold, he was the first normal-looking NPC Anxi had seen here.
"Remember it's the day after tomorrow, I will definitely pick you up and leave here!"
His expression was sincere and his eyes were full of expectation.
"Then I'll leave first."
After saying that, he pulled his satchel and left the door of 401.
After Anxi saw him leaving, she walked back to the living room from the door.
When she heard the milkman's words, she couldn't help but think of the female ghost in white who appeared in the house last night.
Could Xiaoman be referring to her?
She glanced at her room. It seemed that the female ghost in white would not appear during the day. If she wanted to know new clues, she could only wait until night.
But the rules clearly stated that she couldn't talk to other women in the family, so she needed to find a way to get the best of both worlds.
While I was thinking, the hour hand went to six o'clock.
Anxi took back the milk from the small box outside the door.
The milk bottle is a bit heavy, and the milk is pure white and mellow, and you can tell at first glance that no corners have been cut.
Anxi held two bottles of milk and was moved.
Old-fashioned bread has enough ingredients, but it's easy to choke when you eat it. It would be much better if it is paired with milk.
But she didn't know if the food in the copy was safe. After all, she still remembered the pile of eyeballs in the refrigerator and the fried fish baby slices that she had never heard of.
Anxi thought for a moment, took out the correction fluid and dabbed it on the milk bottle.
["A bottle of ordinary delicious milk" has been detected. Would you like to modify or add a prefix? 】
Anxi: I won’t change.
It seems that the correction fluid can also be used as a detection tool.
She put the milk in her room and planned to keep it for herself to drink at night. Anyway, the rules didn't say who the milk was for.
Time passes little by little.
When it was twelve o'clock, Anxi turned on the TV. The rules stated that she should watch TV for one hour.
A cartoon is playing on the TV. It is the story of the three little pigs building a house.
And just as the opening song started to play, three little pigs on the screen were holding hands and hooves and singing in circles in the flower field.
“The Three Little Pigs Build a House! The Three Little Pigs Build a House!
The first little pig was burned alive! Hum!
The second little pig was suffocated to death! Hum!
The third little pig was hit with a brick! Hum! "
A cheerful nursery rhyme came from the TV.
An Qian had a vague premonition. The lyrics didn't sound like an ordinary cartoon. Wouldn't it be psychologically harmful for children to watch it?
She took out the remote control and changed the channel, but after the TV changed the channel, the story of The Three Little Pigs Building a House was still playing.
The three little pigs on the screen have walked from the flower field to their respective houses.
After the first little pig returned to the thatched house, a fire suddenly broke out in the thatched house. The little pig in the house screamed and turned into a coke.
After the second little pig walked back to his wooden house, the roof collapsed and a large number of logs were buried in it. It only struggled for a while and then died.
The third little pig's brick house was very strong and would neither catch fire nor collapse. However, when the third little pig was sleeping at night, the two dead piglets smashed it into a pulp with bricks.
Then the scene changed again, turning into a charred piglet, a piglet with bulging veins due to suffocation, and a piglet that was smashed into pulp, holding hands and singing in a field of withered flowers.
“The Three Little Pigs Build a House! The Three Little Pigs Build a House!
The first little pig was burned alive! Hum!
The second little pig was suffocated to death! Hum!
The third little pig was hit with a brick! Hum!
The three little pigs build a house! The three little pigs build a house!
Huh? There seems to be a fourth little pig? "
When the lyrics reached this line, the three little pigs on the screen stopped spinning and turned their heads together to stare directly at Anxi outside the screen.
Even the first little pig, who originally had his back turned to her, turned his head 180 degrees to stare at her.
The next second, the three little pigs grinned at her with a scary smile and sang:
"Found the fourth one!"
The room was suddenly filled with the foul smell of blood, and the three little pigs on the TV were about to rush out of the screen.
However, Anxi, who had long realized something was wrong, could not just sit and wait for these three little pigs to attack her.
She had figured out how to deal with them as early as halfway through the opening song.
She had already put the correction fluid on the TV, and was just waiting for the three little pigs to rush out and speak:
"Get a TV that just plays the normal food channel instead."
[Changed to "a TV that only plays normal food channels"]
"Hmph!"
The Three Little Pigs haven't quite escaped television yet.
"Zi!" There was a sound, the channel changed, and the original three little pigs turned into sizzling pork belly roasted on the oven and fell to the ground piece by piece.
Facing a barbecue.
Anxi chose to find a plate from the kitchen, and then picked up the pork belly on the plate.
"Supper is ready tonight."
Anxi put a plate full of pork belly on the dining table. She didn't care where the meat came from or how long it rolled on the floor.
She only cares that this is a fresh dish, not leftovers from the next day.
Anxi also kindly soaked a bowl of rice in water for her "dad" to eat with it.
After everything was done, Anxi sat back on the sofa and did nothing.
No need to go out to buy groceries or cook.
Anxi had nothing to do, walking around the room again and again, and finally picked up a newspaper from the bundled books and started reading.
"Fog City Daily..."
Anxi read out the name of the newspaper and continued to scroll down.
I found that the reports in this newspaper were very detailed, including place names and events.
She flipped through a few more old newspapers, each with a different date and different content.
"If it were just a game, it would be too detailed."
Anxi read the newspapers in front of her carefully, and she vaguely felt that she was not simply entering a horror game.
With the new discovery, Anxi read all the newspapers she could find.
Although Wucheng is called a city, it is actually more like an independent country, with its own system and laws, and a city lord who leads Wucheng.
The Lord of Wucheng seemed to have disappeared for unknown reasons two years ago, and Wucheng also caused all kinds of chaos.
"But what does this have to do with catching me in the game?"
Anxi read for a long time but didn't see anything related to the game. The newspaper just reported what happened in various places in Fog City.
The clue is broken.
Anthy put the newspapers down in disappointment.
She raised her head and glanced at the clock. It was already six o'clock in the afternoon, and her cheap brother should be back from school.
With this thought in mind, the sound of unlocking came from the door.
The younger brother's figure appeared at the door. He was still holding a Chinese book in his hand and reciting the ancient poems on it.
Anxi asked casually: "Do you want to eat?"
"Don't eat! I want to study!"
The younger brother replied decisively, without even raising his head from the book for even a second.
He held the book in one hand and took off his shoes with the other, and walked back to his room freely and closed the door, but Anxi could still hear the sound of the tape recorder playing English tapes from his room.
"Okay, it's good to learn more."
Anxi nodded with satisfaction, feeling proud that she had saved a lost boy.
