Doll Survival Game - Chapter 129
Why does it smell so strong?
No. Luo Yiran closed his eyes–this is the normal scent.
But why.
There were other feelings of discomfort, but he couldn’t quite pinpoint them.
Xia Lang observed him: “Can we really go?”
He thought Luo Yiran actually didn’t want to go, but said yes because he saw Xia Lang was eager.
Luo Yiran put down his hand and said calmly, “It’s fine, let’s go.”
Xia Lang finally started considering other possibilities. He pursed his lips: “Maybe we shouldn’t go. Although I think they’re pretty good, it’s always better to be cautious.”
Luo Yiran paused and looked at Xia Lang: “People can’t avoid all dangers unless they’re already dead.”
“And at other times, indeed, caution is needed.” Luo Yiran poked at the grilled cold noodles in his hand: “But it’s okay now. If you want to go, go ahead. I’ll be careful.”
He didn’t say ‘protect,’ but Xia Lang understood the other implication of ‘careful.’
He was silent for a moment and then smiled happily: “Okay.”
Some people say Luo Yiran is cold, but Xia Lang never felt that way.
Xia Lang fiddled with his phone for a while, then looked up: “Yuan Mo said we can go to his house!”
Luo Yiran paused: “…”
Someone even less cautious than Xia Lang appeared.
Xia Lang was quite happy: “When should we go? Should we bring some fruit? Other classmates seem to bring things when visiting friends’ homes.”
“Grandpa Luo used to say we should bring something.”
Luo Yiran was silent for a moment, then said expressionlessly: “I don’t know either.”
“But there’s less than two weeks until the exams. Let’s go after the exams.” Luo Yiran calculated the time: “The exams are next Thursday.”
Xia Lang shrank back, his eyes wide with shock: “So soon?!”
Luo Yiran smiled: “Yes, after all, we lost a week.”
“…” Xia Lang temporarily gave up the idea. He quietly replied to Yuan Mo, and then the two headed to school.
On the way, with Luo Yiran’s consent, Xia Lang pulled Luo Yiran into a group chat.
Via was quite active in the group, and others who were free weren’t far behind, as the temporary closure of the game was a big event that made people wonder what was going on.
Luo Yiran watched them speculate whether it was Wei Lianlian’s doing, or if there was a boss rebellion, internal strife.
After watching for a while and planning to close the chat, Via mentioned him: [Ranran, what do you think?]
Luo Yiran paused slightly, then first said: [Don’t call me Ranran.]
Then he added: [Not sure… but the possibility of players is greater.]
Bosses have limitations. Luo Yiran thought of the magician who was bloody all over due to violations.
Lin Ye: [Indeed, bosses sometimes get punished for accidentally revealing secrets.]
[But regardless of the reason, let’s be prepared to return. After all, the game won’t be completely shut down so easily. We’re likely to go back.]
Duan Miaomiao sighed: [Going back means organizational battle.]
Via didn’t care, he said: [Cherish each day! Lin Ye, we’re not far from each other, want to hang out?]
Lin Ye: [……]
Duan Miaomiao: [I’m in! I want to come!]
Luo Yiran: “……”
Xia Lang’s eyes sparkled as he looked at the group: “What will they be like?”
Luo Yiran was not expectant: “You’ve seen them.”
Naturally, they are exactly like in the game.
Because the free time in the afternoon wasn’t much, the two went directly back to the classroom. There were already quite a few people in the classroom, but their seats were relatively isolated, so their quiet conversation didn’t disturb anyone.
Xia Lang: “But I’m curious what they do in reality! Because their aura might change, right? What do you think Li Qi Feng does?”
Luo Yiran’s expression was subtle. He thought of the knives and guns that never left those two, then said: “Better not mention them, pick another.”
Xia Lang blinked, obediently: “Then Lin Ye and Mimi-Ge?”
Although Luo Yiran was chatting with him, he was stumped by this question, as his mind went blank for a moment, unable to think of an answer.
After all, Lin Ye and Zhang Mimi often sport Shamate styles, one with flame-red hair, the other blonde. Although Lin Ye might not wear makeup daily, that bright red long hair was eye-catching enough.
And Zhang Mimi, although not wearing makeup, had tattoos on his face…
Where could they be hired?
“Hard to imagine.” Xia Lang imagined and sighed, then said: “Miaomiao-Jie is easy to imagine, she’s definitely an office worker.”
…But saying that felt like saying nothing at all.
Luo Yiran was silent again for a moment, then picked up a book: “Let’s study… If you don’t understand something, remember to ask me.”
Thinking of his wildly fluctuating grades, Xia Lang obediently put down his phone: “Okay.”
When you focus on doing something, time passes quickly.
Soon, both had finished their final exams.
Meanwhile, the weather grew increasingly hot. On the afternoon after the exams, they packed their things to prepare for returning the next day. Xia Lang moved slowly, his face pale, deeply feeling that he might achieve a historic low in this exam.
Luo Yiran packed his things first. He glanced at the dazed Xia Lang, then said a word before going out alone.
Actually, he had nothing to do, just…
There was a persistent strange feeling.
A feeling that… everything was about to end.
Also, a feeling that “World Human” might not run again.
This feeling was very calm and natural, like the natural cycle of spring, summer, autumn, and winter, flowers blooming and falling.
Moreover, his body felt strange too.
It seemed to have become normal.
Luo Yiran felt the cool sensation of the ice cream in his hand. He took a bite and tasted a sweetness different from usual.
Cold and hot, and normal taste.
And… when mentioning the magician, his body would involuntarily react, bringing out a response.
But why? The sunlight fell on him, and Luo Yiran felt hot, so he moved to the shade–how did the “illness” get better?
“I can bring it myself… By the way, why are you following me!”
A familiar voice interrupted Luo Yiran’s thoughts. He paused slightly and then turned to see a tall man wearing a hat and mask, carrying a bag as he walked past him.
Beside the man was a slightly shorter young man, wearing a white and red school uniform.
Luo Yiran remembered that it was the school uniform of another high school, but the focus wasn’t on that; it was on the tall man wrapped up.
Familiar voice, familiar figure.
…Yuan Mo!
Although he recognized him, Luo Yiran didn’t step forward; he just stared at Yuan Mo.
The man walked a distance and then secretly turned back: “Is that student looking at me…!”
Before he finished speaking, Yuan Mo choked, meeting the young man’s eyes. His gaze quickly swept past, and Yuan Mo withdrew his eyes.
The student’s school uniform was clean and tidy, his hair smooth, smiling eyes, fair skin, and features so gentle it was almost unbelievable. He looked like a good kid, but… why was he staring at him?
The high school student beside him blinked and then turned back: “Seems like… it’s because Mo-Ge, your outfit is too strange, wrapped up so tightly in the middle of summer.”
Yuan Mo was speechless, but after a while, he became angry and embarrassed: “You should go back! I’m going to gather material, don’t follow me. Even though it’s summer vacation, you should study hard!”
The high school student paused, looking aggrieved: “I don’t want to be alone.”
Yuan Mo: “…”
He felt like the kid was doing it on purpose, but…
“Fine, follow me.” Yuan Mo couldn’t resist this kind of act; he couldn’t stand seeing kids or old men looking pitiful.
Yuan Mo glanced sideways at the school behind him–originally, Xia Lang said they planned to meet after exams, but he got caught by this kid.
He could only wait until later, first sending Xia Lang a message that he couldn’t meet…
“Ranran!” A young man’s voice cheerfully shouted from behind: “Yuan Mo-Ge said he’s gathering material at this park, let’s go meet him!”
Yuan Mo, who hadn’t had time to type: “………………?!”
He stiffly turned back and saw a familiar young man rushing towards the good kid who had been staring at him.
He was dumbfounded.
Xia Lang?
Then, the Ranran Xia Lang was calling… was Luo Yiran?
Yuan Mo looked at Luo Yiran in a daze–
Luo Yiran looked… like this??
Completely different from what he imagined!!!
Yuan Mo was stunned as he watched the good kid raise his head and wave at him, then smile.
That smile gave a feeling of being very… doll-like, but on a human face, it was very normal and gentle. Yuan Mo acknowledged–
This good kid really was a doll.
After meeting the shocked Yuan Mo, the four of them went to the park together, with Xia Lang leading the way.
Yuan Mo explained to the high school student beside him that they were friends he met online.
Luo Yiran looked at the high school student, who seemed quite serious, resembling Lin Chi from the small instance, though he didn’t talk much, possibly because there were unfamiliar people around…
After explaining to the high school student, Yuan Mo turned to explain to Luo Yiran: “Let me introduce, his surname is Lin, called Lin Ming, after summer vacation he’ll be in his senior year… same as you guys, right?”
Coincidentally, also with the surname Lin.
Luo Yiran nodded, then said: “I’m Luo Yiran, and he’s Xia Lang.”
His appearance easily gave a sense of closeness, so Lin Ming cheerfully waved.
With Lin Ming present, the three couldn’t discuss game-related matters, so they watched Yuan Mo draw and take photos.
To be honest, the park was quite ordinary, the only good thing probably being the large lake. Around the lake were willow trees, and due to the geographical location, the sunset light would shine through the gaps in the leaves, casting a beautiful glow, and at night, the moonlight would reflect on the lake.
Apart from this, everything else was very ordinary, so Xia Lang didn’t understand what material could be gathered here.
Luo Yiran watched Yuan Mo take photos at several spots, then suddenly took out drawing paper and started sketching.
“Is he drawing scenery?” Xia Lang didn’t approach, leaning by the lake, the evening breeze rustling the willow trees. The weather was still a bit hot, but with the wind, it felt much better.
Luo Yiran looked at the lake: “Yuan Mo rarely draws scenery.” He probably more often draws imaginative, fantastical pictures based on reality.
So Luo Yiran guessed: “Maybe he’ll draw a monster emerging from the lake.”
He always felt the underwater was mysterious, where anything could exist.
Like a mirror, sometimes staring at it, he felt the reflection wasn’t himself, but another creature watching him, mimicking him.
Many people probably feel this way.
Xia Lang hummed, then walked over to Yuan Mo, peeking at his drawing, and after a while, gestured to Luo Yiran.
Luo Yiran walked over and saw the scene on Yuan Mo’s drawing paper, his fingers slightly twitching.
On that drawing paper, vines flew out from the calm lake, and each vine was covered with countless eyes.
Yuan Mo’s strokes were quick, continuously adding various eyes on the vines emerging from the lake, while the rest of the drawing was normal scenery.
Xia Lang whispered excitedly: “Ranran, Yuan Mo-Ge really is drawing a monster!”
Luo Yiran, however, was silent for a moment. In that instant, a strange feeling surged through his mind, and following his intuition, he stepped back two paces, his gentle features appearing awkward due to the overly stiff expression.
