Doll Survival Game - Chapter 126

Could Tang Bai be the most likely one? After all, the small instance is based on him.

But where is Tang Bai?

Emotions clouded his mind, causing Zhang Mimi’s thoughts to slow down significantly.

Yet he still remembered, on the first day they entered this small instance, Lin Na had said “I’m sorry” to him through the window. He had noted down this phrase, feeling it was of great importance, and over the following days, he understood its significance.

Lin Na apologized because she had been bullied before, and he had helped her. It was because of that help that he replaced Lin Na as the new victim of bullying.

And Lin Na became a bystander. Whenever he was beaten and trampled on, Lin Na would look at him with eyes full of sympathy, yet she never stepped forward.

What was very obvious and disgusting was that Lin Na liked him.

But Lin Na wouldn’t help him because she feared she would replace Zhang Mimi and become the bullied one again.

“……”

The plot sounded familiar.

It seemed like in the forest instance, when they talked about Lin Na’s instance, they discussed something related to this.

But he couldn’t recall who this plot corresponded to.

And why Lin Na’s behavior didn’t match…

“……Ah.”

His hand brushed over a wound, and a sharp pain surged through him. Zhang Mimi looked down at himself, and his mouth twitched–

Could it be…

Zhang Mimi’s eyes slowly widened–

That’s right…! That’s right, that’s exactly it!

This small instance is completely inconsistent!

It’s similar to the setup when they played roles in Lin Na’s instance.

In Lin Na’s instance, they had dual identities: one as players, the other as the characters they portrayed.

It was as if everyone had an invisible identity card, and in the instance “Lin Na’s Last Day,” the card revealed their true identity.

So, in this small instance, Lin Na, who secretly admired him, wasn’t truly “Lin Na.”

Her storyline seemed more like that of a bystander, someone who ignored the bullying.

But in “Lin Na’s Last Day,” Lin Na’s identity was the bullied one, so at least from the perspective of this small instance extending from “Lin Na’s Last Day,” the bullied person in that plot was Lin Na.

In other words, the real “Lin Na” was actually him.

The identity card he held bore Lin Na’s name.

Emotions that could easily disrupt one’s thoughts surged again. Zhang Mimi didn’t want to lose his train of thought. He fiercely and quickly picked up the utility knife and pressed it into the still-bleeding wound.

The pain contorted Zhang Mimi’s face, but it also helped him break free from that suffocating feeling–determination!!!

Zhang Mimi took a deep breath and reconnected his thoughts.

–If Lin Na is him, then everything that felt off over the past half month now had an explanation.

Zhang Mimi lowered his eyes–first, he needed to consciously stop judging others by their faces and names, and instead, look at what they had done so far. Their actions were the key to determining who they were.

And the most important ones should be only three people; the key would be with them.

One represented the instigator of bullying, the role Xia Lang played as the sister in the original Lin Na instance.

One was him, the bullied one, Lin Na.

And the other represented the bystander, which should be Tang Bai, since he was the instance boss and needed an identity…

Hmm? Tang Bai?

Zhang Mimi remembered that familiar plot.

In his mind, Luo Yiran’s face appeared, always smiling yet indifferent.

Back in the Fairy Tale Forest, the doll sat on the magician’s shoulder, with leaves falling on his head, covering his entire face. Via was still laughing, and then the doll, after having the leaves removed, looked lightly.

At that time, he was in a daze, watching the doll withdraw his gaze, then lowering his head and casually saying, “…Tang Bai didn’t set the instance around himself, so that all players’ attention would be on Lin Na… It’s not purely to better hide himself, but to make everyone focus on what’s happening to Lin Na.”

“Although Tang Bai isn’t exactly a good person, at least from that instance, his initial intention for such a setup should be…”

“…because he liked Lin Na,” Zhang Mimi murmured.

He hadn’t participated in the conversation back then, just watched those few people chat, so his memory was shallow.

But it seemed he could recall it more clearly now. Was it because the pain sharpened his focus? Zhang Mimi’s gaze fell on the long scar on his arm.

Finally, it all connected.

Luo Yiran was really amazing… Although even if he hadn’t remembered, he would have understood later, since Tang Bai’s instance centered around Lin Na, which already explained some things, just that it required time.

Because his thinking wasn’t easily adaptable.

“……”

Not stupid. Zhang Mimi thought seriously–this just showed he was a straightforward person.

Pulling back his thoughts.

–So, if the person who liked Lin Na was Tang Bai, it could be confirmed that Tang Bai was the one who got Lin Na’s identity card in this small instance.

In other words, Lin Na was Tang Bai.

“……”

So confusing…

No! It’s not confusing! Not at all, as long as he believed it wasn’t confusing, then it wouldn’t be!

Mental fortitude!

For the sake of his own sanity, Zhang Mimi tried to think less–

Anyway, the current suspects were himself (Lin Na), Lin Na (Tang Bai), and…

The sound of a door opening came from outside the room, and then a person with a delicate and handsome face walked in. His delicate and handsome face was full of a happy smile: “Brother, Mom and Dad are out, want to play together?”

Zhang Mimi choked.

There was one more person, and that was the one in front of him–Xia Lang (Lin Na’s younger brother).

Currently, he was his half-brother.

Xia Lang’s gaze fell on Zhang Mimi’s bleeding arm, and then his smile faded: “What are you doing, brother?”

“…”

Although he knew this was just an NPC who looked like Xia Lang, he was still finished.

Zhang Mimi looked at Xia Lang’s face, and he closed his eyes slightly–he would never be able to look at Xia Lang’s face directly again.

“Why are you closing your eyes?” Xia Lang walked over and grabbed Zhang Mimi’s hair.

Zhang Mimi remained silent. He remembered Lin Na’s predicament in the instance’s plot back then.

She had no one to help her.

So why didn’t he understand sooner? His current situation was the same.

Even if he occasionally resisted fear and the hazy daze with sheer willpower, and then took the opportunity to ask for help from others, no one would help him.

Here, the entire world was his enemy.

Fear began to breed in his heart. Zhang Mimi understood that this was because Xia Lang was the person he feared most here, because he was the beginning.

“Not talking?” Xia Lang leaned closer, examining his face carefully. After a while, he smiled happily again, then extended his thumb and pressed it onto Zhang Mimi’s eyeball. Zhang Mimi flinched violently from the pain, but Xia Lang moved his hand and grabbed his arm: “Brother, don’t you understand? Obedience is the reason I stop.”

Zhang Mimi’s body trembled slightly, his eyelashes covering most of his pupils–think quickly… think quickly… who is the “key,” who can lead him to open the small instance and leave this…

Ah. Zhang Mimi suddenly looked up.

Xia Lang met his gaze and was stunned for a moment, then the smile on his face disappeared. He punched him in the stomach: “Who allowed you to look at me with that kind of expression?”

Zhang Mimi clutched his stomach and fell, Xia Lang looking down at him, his eyes filled with cold malice.

He knew that if he hadn’t met him, Zhang Mimi would probably have lived a very happy life.

After all, he was originally a warm and wonderful person like a little sun.

Wonderful.

Xia Lang smiled again, his eyes curving, his expression appearing very satisfied–but what could be done? You met me, and if you had to say it, you were just too unlucky, brother.

Meeting a younger brother like me who detests all things beautiful.

He stepped on Zhang Mimi’s head, and Xia Lang forcefully pushed him towards the ground. He looked at the back of Zhang Mimi’s head under his foot, and could imagine what kind of expression he would have, and what kind of unwilling anger and fear would be reflected in his eyes.

That’s why it’s interesting. It seems that no matter how he treated the person under his foot, he wouldn’t “die”…

A sense of restraint suddenly came from his ankle. Xia Lang was stunned, then he looked down and saw Zhang Mimi grabbing his ankle.

Zhang Mimi pulled him down, then raised his head, revealing a ferocious face. He said in a fierce and cold tone: “You little brat, who allowed you to touch my head?!”

“Why did you bring me here?” Luo Yiran looked at the vehicles below, as small as ants, then turned to look at the pried-open door behind him: “I didn’t know you had this ability.”

“Young master is too kind.” The magician’s bangs were blown up by the wind. Luo Yiran turned his gaze to him, thinking that if it were that person with the long gray hair, perhaps it would be very beautiful.

He turned his head away: “I wasn’t praising you.”

The magician smiled, then said: “This place is suitable for farewells.”

“You mean jumping down?” Luo Yiran looked down, then he also smiled. Qiu Qiu’s face always had a touch of brightness when he smiled, after all, his features were striking: “If it were Qiu Qiu, he would indeed want to jump down and end everything.”

The magician paused upon hearing this, then smiled wryly.

“But now the one controlling this body is me.” Luo Yiran felt he was not gentle at all, because he was a person with shallow emotions, but–

“Qiu Qiu’s life cannot be ended by me; even death must be his own.”

Even though he was a fake, unreal existence, yearning for death.

Luo Yiran sat down by the edge of the building, squinting at the sky and the edge where the city lights converged, feeling the surging emotions in his heart, like a stormy sea.

The magician showed no reaction. He sat down beside him: “Young master is very interesting. The Dead Woman can’t wait for you to commit suicide.” Otherwise, why would these emotions be for Luo Yiran to experience?

“Here, let’s still call him Qiu Qiu.” Luo Yiran’s supporting hand trembled slightly. He felt something appear under his hand, so he immediately closed his fist and then raised it flat in front of his eyes.

Luo Yiran looked at the key in his palm, his gaze shifted, and then he looked at the world crumbling beneath his palm. Then Luo Yiran smiled, his smile innocent and pure: “Mm, I know.”

“But my kindness saved me.”

After all, he was a good person who respected others’ lives.