I work as a housekeeper in Guilou

Chapter 14 A family’s funeral ()

In the living room, the players had different expressions, some were expressionless, some showed fear, and some were eager to try.

Obviously, Xia Qimiao is the former type, and the short-haired man is the last type. He does not seem to be afraid of this game where he will die if he is not careful. Instead, he looks very excited: "There should be no welfare among you." Are you a newcomer who hasn’t finished yet?”

No one responded.

There really wasn't one. If there had been, they would probably be screaming by now.

"I think we should all get to know each other before we start. I am a D-level player and have passed seven dungeons."

The short-haired man deliberately revealed the number of times he had cleared the level. In a normal E-level copy, the player levels are distributed between F-level and D-level. He is considered high.

After seven games, it will become C-level if you clear one more game.

Looking at the surprised and envious looks of others, he raised the corners of his mouth.

There were six people in the hall. After he started, a middle-aged man with a big belly answered: "I am E-level. This is my fourth time participating in the game. What do you call me brother?"

"Just call me Xiao Yang." The short-haired man pretended to be modest.

"How can we do that? We have to call him Brother Yang," the middle-aged man said immediately, "Brother Yang is already in his eighth dungeon. With so much experience, he will definitely be able to lead us through the level easily this time. "

Xiao Yang waved his hand: "Don't say that, let's see how everyone is doing first."

"Level E, the fifth time." The remaining short-haired boy said, and Xia Qimiao noticed that he rolled his eyes in a vague way just now.

Then, there was silence in the room for a moment.

Seeing that no one was speaking, the little girl said tremblingly: "F, the third copy."

She looks immature and naive, like a student who has not yet left the ivory tower.

The middle-aged woman spoke next, with a strong sense of fatigue in her voice: "Level E, the fourth time."

Xiao Yang's eyes were glued to the little girl for a while before moving to the next person. He frowned when he saw the wrinkled face of the middle-aged woman. When it was the last person's turn, he showed surprise again.

"D-level, the eighth time." Xia Qimiao had just been promoted to E-level, but when she lied, her face was not red and her heart was not beating.

This person's performance clearly wants to take over the leadership of the team.

Xia Qimiao didn't want to lead others, nor did she want to be led by others, so she simply reported to Gaoli. If there were no level restrictions in the system, she could have reported higher.

Xiao Yang's interested smile disappeared instantly, and his expression turned ugly, but it soon returned to normal.

"It seems that everyone's level is still very different. Generally speaking, they have less experience."

"This is a puzzle-type dungeon that requires everyone to work together, so I think we should elect a leader to integrate everyone's strength."

"I would like to recommend myself to be the captain of this team and walk towards victory with everyone. Does anyone have any objections?"

He always had a bad feeling, and when he said the last sentence, he looked directly at another D-level player.

His premonition came true.

Xia Qimiao knocked on the table: "I don't care who leads the team, but don't worry about me. I like to act alone."

Xiao Yang looked unkind. When there was only one strong person in the team, what he said was command and authority. But if someone of the same level spoke against him, it would be difficult to handle.

Xia Qimiao didn't know what he was thinking. If he knew, he would probably laugh out loud. He was only D-level and said he was strong. Even that fake D-level [Asuka] would not say that.

"How dangerous it is for a person to be alone in the dungeon world..." He still wanted to express his emotions and reason, but was interrupted unexpectedly.

The short-haired boy sneered: "No matter how dangerous it is, people still survive."

The middle-aged man immediately spoke up and took Xiao Yang's side: "I don't know how I survived. Maybe I survived by pushing my teammates out."

The atmosphere in the room was heated up by the noise, and the sudden knock on the door poured a basin of ice water on it, making it instantly cool again.

Xiao Yang glared at the young boy and made a silent gesture. He stepped forward and looked through the peephole first. He couldn't see anything before opening the door.

A stooped old woman stood at the door holding a bamboo basket. She had gray hair, dark skin, wrinkles criss-crossed her face, and her eyes were extremely cloudy.

It should be the Zhang family's mother-in-law in the dungeon description.

"You must be hungry. I prepared steamed buns and pickles for you. You came all the way to send Guang Zong off, but I can only bring out these little things. I'm really sorry."

She seemed very embarrassed and humble.

"Mother-in-law, it's okay, we don't care about this." Xiao Yang took out a black square instrument out of thin air from behind, and quickly took it back, "Guangzong's death was so sudden, and everyone was not prepared for anything. We were so shocked when we received the news. Came here immediately."

Seeing that his expression did not change, Xia Qimiao knew that he had not detected any abnormality.

But she always felt that something was wrong, and she trusted her instincts more, so she quietly retreated to the position farthest away from Zhang's mother-in-law. If the other party got angry, she would not be the one to bear the brunt.

"You are all good children and good friends of Guangzong," Granny Zhang raised her hand to wipe the corners of her eyes, walked into the living room, put the basket on the table, and arranged the bowls and chopsticks according to the seats, "Then I won't disturb you. You guys should go to bed early after eating."

Suddenly, she stopped like a cassette tape, her face as stiff as if it were carved out of stone.

She turned around to face everyone, her head slowly turned from left to right, then from right to left, then twisted ninety degrees to the left and leaned on her shoulders, her eyes staring straight at them motionless.

The voice she made was not as normal as before, but became extremely hoarse, word by word.

"Why is there one more?"

There were only five bowls and five pairs of chopsticks in her basket.

There were six people in the room besides her.

Silence fell.

Xia Qimiao glanced around involuntarily, and everyone's face was surprised.

She thought that there might be a strange thing hiding among them, disguised so naturally, and her heart beat as fast as a drum.

Xiao Yang's eyes rolled very quickly: "Mother-in-law, she is the one who is the most popular. She didn't say she was coming, she came here temporarily."

Oh wow.

Xia Qimiao saw his finger pointing at her and the secret joy on his face. She guessed that on the one hand, he wanted to push someone out to resolve the crisis, and on the other hand, he wanted to take this opportunity to get rid of himself.

She had no time to pay attention to this person's malice, and all her attention was on Zhang's mother-in-law. She was looking back at her neck, staring at herself without blinking.

"Oh - it's you, then come with me. I'll get you another pair of dishes and chopsticks, and please help me move some things."

Xia Qimiao didn't reply, and her mother-in-law didn't move.

"Okay." She responded.

(End of this chapter)