Congratulations on Your Successful Escape

Chapter 17

Jiang Yuanbai looked at Mo Yi with a puzzled face and was at a loss for words.

Just then, there was a sudden soft knocking sound of the door.

Mo Yi frowned, went to the entrance hall, and opened the door, looking at the unexpected visitor in front of him.

It was a slender woman with long brown hair hanging over her shoulders, with a pair of dark brown eyes the same colour as her hair, big and round, and delicate features that looked gentle and scholarly.

She raised her big gentle eyes, looked Mo Yi up and down from top to bottom, and then let out a long roguish whistle.

Mo Yi. “…” ???

The woman stroked her long hair, stretched out a fair palm with ease, and said with a smile, “Jiang Yuanrou.”

Only then did Mo Yi realize that the woman’s facial features were quite similar to Jiang Yuanbai’s. They both had gentle, kind, and nonthreatening appearances.

He hesitated for a moment, but he still reached out and loosely held her fingertips and replied, “Mo Yi.”

After that, Mo Yi turned his body sideways, and let Jiang Yuanrou walk into the room, and closed the door behind her.

Jiang Yuanbai, who had been silent until then, came forward and stood beside Jiang Yuanrou, and somewhat awkwardly introduced her to Mo Yi, “Well, this is my … sister. She’s also a player in the escape game. The person I just said that I want you to meet is her.”

Jiang Yuanrou looked at Mo Yi with arched eyebrows, and said, “After thinking about it, it’s better to talk in depth with someone in person, not to mention the person who saved my brother’s life, so I decided to visit in person.”

After that, she looked up at Mo Yi, and her face suddenly became serious, and she changed the subject, coldly asking, “— You triggered the hidden mission, right?”

Mo Yi eyes became expressionless, and he nodded.

Jiang Yuanrou took a deep breath, calmed her state of mind for a moment, and continued, “This escape game has an unspoken rule. Once you trigger the hidden mission, the difficulty of the game will increase greatly.”

Hearing what she said, Mo Yi couldn’t help being dazed, and the previous scene flashed in his mind, and his face slowly became grave.

At that time, Shen Lei had warned him who had wished to stay behind: those who wanted to find the truth had a bad ending.

And … indeed, after it was announced that they had triggered the hidden mission, the movement speed of the mist began to speed up significantly, and after that, they had an even more narrow escape from death. This chapter is updat𝓮d by nov(e)(l)biin.com

Jiang Yuanrou raised her eyes to look at Mo Yi, and continued, “Not only that, the degree of difficulty of each game is also completely random. You’re really unlucky…? the first game was a copy of Difficulty A. You’re lucky to be able to come out alive.”

After a pause, she seemed to think of something and added, “Oh, by the way … this game doesn’t allow players to reveal its existence to unsuspecting people in any way, so everyone is completely ignorant when they first enter the game.”

Mo Yi frowned. “Not allowed? What do you mean?”

Jiang Yuanrou shrugged her shoulders, and suddenly walked to the window, opened the window, and yelled, “I was …”

But after she said the second word, her voice had completely disappeared, as if she went mute. She coughed several times in pain, staggered back, and closed the window with trembling hands.

Jiang Yuanrou took a few deep breaths, and her pale face had just regained a little flush, and she said with a hoarse voice, “It’s almost like this. You want to speak out, or you want to type and send a message. It’s like it knows your heartfelt wishes. And then it will stop you. And sometimes … a small punishment will be imposed.”

She was somewhat swaying unsteadily on her feet, then placed a hand on the sofa and sat down.

Jiang Yuanbai subconsciously took a few steps forward, but he stopped immediately and frowned at his sister.

Jiang Yuanrou glanced at him, somewhat touched, then turned her head and said to Mo Yi, “Actually, I also knew that Yuanbai was also forced into the escape game and unexpectedly triggered the hidden mission his second time there. What’s even more incredible is … after the difficulty of the copy increased, three people actually survived.”

“Three people?” Jiang Yuanbai was stunned.

Jiang Yuanrou nodded and placed her loose hair behind her ears with her slender fingers and said, “Yes, Shen Lei also survived.”

Jiang Yuanbai was shocked and slightly stuttered, asking, “Wait, wait … how do you know Shen Lei?”

“How else do you think I found out that you were dragged in?” Jiang Yuanrou curled her lips, but there was no smile in her brown pupils. “Strictly speaking, Shen Lei was brought into this line of business by me.”

She didn’t look at Jiang Yuanbai’s expression of being struck by lightning, but instead, turned to look at Mo Yi with a slight smile on her face. “You know, for a newcomer, after triggering the hidden mission, it’s unbelievable to not only successfully accomplish the mission, but to also bring three teammates out alive.” Jiang Yuanrou’s brown eyes flashed, looking at Mo Yi, and continued, “However, since the protagonist is the famous ONE, maybe it’s not so difficult to accept, right?”

Hearing this, the expression on Mo Yi’s face abruptly grew indifferent, and there was no emotion in his pitch-black pupils, quietly looking at the woman in front of him.

The expression in his eyes aroused indescribable feelings of fear in one’s heart.

Jiang Yuanrou merely poured boiling water on him and winked and covered her heart rather exaggeratedly. “Hey, don’t look at me like that! To be honest, I didn’t expect ONE to be such a handsome young guy.”

When she said the last sentence, she narrowed her eyes and her gaze circled around Mo Yi’s body again, looking as if she wanted to blow another whistle.

And Jiang Yuanbai, who was standing on the side, was not feeling well. His face was blank, and he stood in place dumbfounded, looking at Jiang Yuanrou and then at Mo Yi for a while. The excessive amount of information completely caused the state of his brain to crash.

Jiang Yuanrou continued in a self-serving manner, “Although triggering hidden missions will bring great risks, high risks are often accompanied by high returns. There is no reward for the main mission of the game, which is “to survive.” However, hidden missions are different. They will reward corresponding points, and points can be exchanged for props in the in-game prop store, and the functions of those props are almost beyond the limits of human imagination. In other words … ?you can redeem anything you want.”

She raised her eyes to look at Mo Yi. “Including the name, occupation, and even location of the person you want to find.”

Jiang Yuanrou continued, “This kind of prop is called Tracking. It’s very rare. Even I only have one.”

She sounded as if her flesh was a little pained.

Jiang Yuanrou paused and continued, “And … the information obtained through game props cannot be leaked to the outside world — just like what I did a moment ago. So you don’t have to worry about having your identity exposed.”

On the side, Jiang Yuanbai finally restarted his brain and recovered from his crashed state, and with a look of reverie, interrupted, “So, so, Mo Yi is really ONE?”

The world’s top hacker, ONE?

The legend who disappeared for nearly ten years after the most glorious ruling moment?

Perhaps this could explain his thinness and weakness … after all, hackers are also programmers …?

— Jiang Yuanbai’s train of thoughts suddenly deviated.

He lifted his eyes and stealthily shot a quick glance at the crown of Mo Yi’s head, and then secretly let out a long breath.

Great, very dense.___________________________________________

When leaving, Jiang Yuanrou left him a business card.

Her name and phone number were written in simple bold font on the silver-white card’s surface.

Mo Yi sat at the table for a long time. The business card was placed in the middle of the table, slightly shining in the room as the sun was setting.

The sky was already dark, and the room without lights was shrouded in the chaotic faint light of twilight. Mo Yi sat motionless on the sofa, practically melting into a silhouette in the dark corner, and beside him, the note from the game was loosely enclosed in his palm.

Unaware of how much time has passed, he finally stood up.

However, he stumbled a little because he had maintained his posture for a long period of time. Mo Yi quickly stretched out his hand to stabilize his figure, and subconsciously pressed his palm on the TV remote control that was placed aside.

The wide screen TV on the opposite wall was turned on, and the originally dark and hazy room was filled with the sounds, colours, light, and shadows floating in the screen.

There was a news piece broadcasting inside: “… The body of the girl who was missing for 22 years was found, and the murderer is suspected to be …”

Mo Yi raised his head abruptly, and it was as if all the outlying sounds had left his ears. The only thing left in the whole world was him and the sound of the female announcer on the TV in front of him.

He was stiff from head to toe, and his face was blank.

A small screen was reflected in his pitch-black pupils. On the screen was an enlarged old photo.

It was a small and thin young girl, wearing a big and dirty old shirt. She was smiling shyly at the camera.

Zhao Qiulan.