I am really not the villain BOSS of the game!

Chapter 347 Weird stories about rules
Nightmare world.

Anros looked at the human-faced moon that had fallen to the ground.

In the upper left corner, the gap made by his gun is very conspicuous.

Anlos took a deep breath, turned his head, and met a pair of worried eyes.

Professor Armstrong, glass can, Senior George, little fox Dimi, three-headed wolf lady, White Butterfly Duke and round-faced fat chicken
And his dear little players.

In the line of sight, Anros said in a deep voice:
".My family, subjects and most sincere friends, there is no need to panic."

"The day of judgment has arrived, and the final battle is about to begin."

His voice was as gentle as the spring breeze, yet full of majesty.

Like a pair of invisible hands, it calmed the panic in everyone's hearts.

——That is the moon face that symbolizes the highest authority in the nightmare world!

Their lord, the Holy Son, actually wants to challenge those terrifying existences!

"This moment has finally come," Senior George murmured excitedly, his eyes shining, "I knew that the great prophet would eventually rule the world!!!"

Players are also excited.

"Lord Holy Son, you are simply too handsome!"

"Challenge authority bravely, we are the most righteous!"

"Long live the Holy Son! Long live the prophet camp!"

They talked quietly, not daring to break the solemn atmosphere.

In contrast.

Animal residents are even more worried.

The little fox Dimi was in tears, her round nose twitching, as if she was about to shed tears in the next second.

The three-headed wolf lady looked at Anlos in awe.

Who would have thought that this handsome white-haired boy had once received her help!

I can really boast about the eighteenth generation.

Even Duke Baidie was moved by it.

[Ah, how great and sacrificial spirit it is]

[With a human body, facing the gods directly. What bravery and creation! 】

Duke Baidie said tremblingly, looking like he wanted to compose a piece of music on the spot.

"Gujiu——"

The fat cock on his shoulder squawked in response and moved its fat butt.

at this time.

Moon Face laughed twice, as if he was laughing at their emotions.

He slowly opened his mouth, revealing a deep and dark tunnel between his jagged teeth.

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Anlos didn't say much.

After taking one last look at his people and friends, he turned around and stepped into the corridor.

The starry sky-like cloak fluttered behind him.

Eventually it faded into darkness and disappeared.

[Prophet Camp Mission Update]

[Wait and hope]

Silence pervaded outside the walls of the flesh-and-blood city-state.

But the players did not let down their guard and were ready for battle.

Because they know.

Their Holy Son, who has overcome difficulties many times, will never lose! ! !

After entering Moon Face.

The further we walked, the darker it became.

Looking back, I saw that the entrance had been closed, as if it had been swallowed into my mouth.

But fortunately, the soles of my feet did not feel wet and sticky, but the ground was as hard as the surface of the moon.

There are so many potholes that if an ordinary person were to walk around, he would definitely fall down every two or three steps.

Anlos walked on it as if it were flat ground.

About ten seconds later.

"despair."

Anros stopped.

He lowered his head and looked at a small red flower lying alone on the ground.

【.In this dead darkness, its presence is particularly obvious】

[It seems like it says "Come and pick me up" in big characters]

【Extremely suspicious】

"Hey, don't worry about adding narration."

Anlos said helplessly, waving away the system pop-up window that blocked his view.

Since his identity was revealed, Arrogance has let himself go.

He looked like a lonely old man who had finally found someone to talk to.

but
Anros smiled.

Bend down and reach out to find this suspicious little red flower.

Just like putting a water glass in front of your cat.

This was obviously a clue to trigger the "hidden mission", and it was clearly placed in front of Anros.

Without touching, that's impossible.

The moment he picked up the red flower.

Its flowers and leaves suddenly withered and turned black and rotten.

next second.

The scene in front of Anlos suddenly changed.

What is held in the hand is not a small red flower, but a diary.

【Enter? ? ? Memory Fragments - Listen to Mom·Stage Play]

[Mission: Survive to the last scene]

[Note: You only have one life]

[Tip, please be sure to play your identity well, otherwise there will be dire consequences! 】

Then, it was gone.

Very simple.

But Anlos knew that the more unrestricted the mission, the more likely it was to kill one step at a time.

That "you only have one life" makes this clear.

There is no save point this time.

Once you die, you are truly dead.

[Please listen to your mother]. Is this still a family ethics drama?

Anros thought in his heart.

He looked around at the wardrobe, desk, and single bed.

It should be a bedroom.

Then, Anlos turned his attention to the diary in his hand.

The diary was open, and the first paragraph that came into view made Anlos' pupils shrink suddenly!

[March 3st - sunny weather]

【Don’t listen to mom! ! ! 】

This line of underlined and bold words struck Anlos' eyes.

There should be text underneath it, but it's covered in messy black lines and cannot be distinguished.

"Haha. Interesting. Could it be that the script I took was about a rebellious boy?"

Anros raised the corners of his mouth with interest.

Instead of panicking, he became even more excited.

at this time.

Outside the closed door, a cry suddenly came:
"Miti - it's time to eat -"

That was Inashal's voice.

Anlos subconsciously wanted to respond.

Not only because of the familiar voice, but also because along with the shouting, there was a loud knock on the door.

Obviously, he was calling his current identity.

but.

Anros suppressed the sound in his throat.

There was a flash of caution in his eyes.

——Inachal’s voice was too enthusiastic.

It's very natural, just like a "mother" who cares about him and wants to ask him to come out for dinner.

But the real Inashal would never speak like this.

The impression of "mother" also triggered the keyword.

Anlos glanced at the diary.

The enlarged and bold line "Don't listen to your mother" cuts into the paper like a sharp knife, almost tearing the paper.

There was only silence for two seconds.

Outside the door, the shouting changed immediately.

"Why don't you say anything, baby? Come out to eat quickly!"

"Boom boom boom!"

The knocking on the door was like a reminder, making people panic.

At this time, if you change to someone with poor psychological endurance.

I am afraid that I will respond out of panic and luck.

however--

I'm afraid that's playing into the hands of that thing outside the door!

Anros calmly closed the diary amidst the increasingly shrill shouts and knocks on the door.

I saw the name "Milo" written clearly on the cover page!
The identity he plays is not "Miti" as he is called outside the door, but "Milo"! ! !
Once he responds rashly, he will directly violate the first prompt of the system——

【Please be sure to play your role well! 】

"Miti, Mitty! Why don't you answer? Have you disobeyed your mother?!"

"Dong dong dong! Dong dong dong!"

Amidst the roaring and slamming of the door like a violent storm.

Anros is as immovable as a mountain.

He even leisurely flipped through his diary.

[March 3 - Cloudy weather]

[I really don’t want to go to piano lessons. I don’t like piano at all. 】

[Why does my mother have to let me learn piano? Is it just because children from other noble families learn piano? 】

[However, our family is not that rich either]

[I told my mother this, but she got angry again]

[March 3st - sunny weather]

[It’s a rare day off today, so our family went to the zoo together]

[My mother asked me about the names of animals and I answered them all. She was very happy]

【What a wonderful day】

Below this sentence, there is a hand-drawn picture.

It was mom and dad, with a little boy with big smiles on their faces.

The family of three was enjoying themselves.

Named "Family Portrait".

Judging from the paintings and text, the owner of this diary should be young, probably in elementary school.

Anlos turned to the next page.

The warm atmosphere came to an abrupt end.

All I saw was a line of black words, like a knife carving, diagonally across the page. As if shouting to him through the paper——

【Don’t eat mom’s cooking! ! ! 】

Like the previous black writing, it is also covered on the original diary.

This time, I can vaguely tell that what was written before was "Mom's rice is so delicious."

Anlos stroked the black words carved into the paper and thought:
The person who left the key reminder and the person who recorded this diary should be two people.

The person who writes the diary normally is "Milo" on the cover.

And as if going crazy, could it be...
"Miti" called by the mother outside the door?
Milo, Mitty.

Very similar names.

There should be a close connection between the two.

Most likely, "brother."

But based on the picture of the family going to the zoo on March 3.

There are only three people in this family.

Father, mother, and son.

There is no "fourth person".

So what happened to "Miti" who wrote the reminder with strong emotions and heartbroken?

Haha, is it the "him" who disappeared?

Anlos sneered.

If you scroll back further, the diary is gone.

Anlos closed the diary, thinking that as the plot progresses, more diaries should be revealed.

at this time.

The noise outside the door stopped abruptly.

After a few seconds of dead silence.

The ghost-like roar suddenly returned to normal.

"Oh, look at my brain, I called you wrong again."

"Milo, come out to eat quickly."

[Congratulations, you passed the first level: Who am I? 】

Huh, as expected.

Anlos looked calm, without any emotion.

——In a place he doesn’t know.

A huge light screen was projected in front of him.

On top of that was Anlos, who had just passed the first level!
This copy was actually broadcast live!
Seeing Anlos' operation, the players were all dumbfounded.

"I'm sorry! Isn't this dungeon too stupid?! There's a big hole right up there!"

"If you step on it, you will definitely die!"

"Oh my god, who can tell me what happened? I don't have enough brains anymore."

"Lord Holy Son! Please accept my knee!"

The players were noisy.

At the same time, this exciting "NPC Adventure" will be broadcast simultaneously in the player forum.

Soon, the number of viewers exceeded 10,000.

Countless people looked at the delicate white-haired boy on the screen without blinking.

Everyone was sweating for him.

The influence of "Anlos" is growing rapidly.

Return to the copy.

before answering "Mother."

Anlos quickly took out something and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Come here."

He stood up and stepped forward to open the door.

Be prepared though.

But when he saw the scene behind the door, Anlos was still stunned, and his hand holding the door handle suddenly tightened.

Inashal.

Inashal has been away for several days.

Standing right in front of him.

No.

It can't be said to be "good" either.

At this time, there was a warm smile on her face that she had never seen before.

Her face was rosy and her purple eyes were curved, looking like a good wife and mother.

But, no matter how gentle.

It's hard to hide the stiffness in his expression and movements.

Just like a puppet on strings.

A surge of anger rose in Anlos' heart.

How dare you manipulate the seven nightmare lords so casually.
Haha, the existence behind this is really fearless and willful.

Just enjoy the last drama in your life that you will lead.

When the stage ends, it's the end of your life.

"Come on, my little darling."

Inachal called him affectionately, raised her hands, and held Anlos' shoulders.

In a coercive gesture, Anlos was "carried" to the dinner table.

The dinner table.

A table of feast has been set.

There are sizzling roast chicken, milky butter stew, crispy toasted butter bread, and a plate of colorful fruit and vegetable salads, which look extremely delicious.

The aroma of the food is mixed together, making people excited.

After Inashal pushed Anros onto the chair, he sat opposite him.

On the main seat of the dining table, the knives and forks are suspended.

It's like a transparent person is holding them.

Presumably, that is the "father".

The barrage went through:

"I'm obviously sitting in the main seat, but I have no sense of presence."

"I understand, this family is dominated by the mother, and there is no role for the father."

"One thing I have to say is that if I were to live in this family, I would like to be a transparent person."

"Come on, eat quickly. It's specially prepared for you."

Inashal, who played the role of "mother", smiled and stared straight at Anros.

Anlos picked up the knife and fork.

Lower your head and look at these "delicious dishes".

He has very high spiritual vision.

In an instant.

The meal was distorted.

Immediately afterwards, an unbearable stench hit my face!

The golden roast chicken turned into a goblin head, and blood was still oozing from the blue-grey rigor mortis.

The cream stew turned into blood soup, the bread was crawling with fingerworms, and the fruit and vegetable salad turned into a hodgepodge of flesh and blood!

"Paji."

An eyeball rolled out of "Salad", reflecting Anlos' figure.

——Only an ogre can call this table "delicious food"!
"Pfft."

The transparent father on the main seat has already begun to eat.

The knife and fork sank into the goblin's head, cutting off its ears.

This real picture is also synchronized into the player's field of vision.

Suddenly.

Everyone on the forum exploded!

"Here comes the chicken soup——"

"What the hell is this?! This copy is too hellish!!!"

"Ugh—I'm going to vomit. Where can I get underage protection?"

"What should I do! No matter whether you eat or not, Lord Holy Son, it won't work!"

"Hey, people don't dare to look at it."

Opposite the dining table.

Looking at Anlos who had not touched the knife and fork for a long time, "Mother"'s smile became more and more dangerous.

"Baby, why don't you eat?"

A cold breath overflowed.

The players were going crazy and wanted to rush in and smash the table of "meals".

They stared closely at Anlos, hoping that he would come up with a perfect excuse to escape this crisis.

however.

Anros raised his cross happily, as if he didn't notice anything.

He inserted the eyeball and brought it to his mouth.

Gulu.

Throat rolls.

Swallowed.

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Players, there was silence.

Then, the emotions burst out like a blowout!

"It's over, it's over. My noble Holy Son has been defiled."

"He will definitely not survive after eating that thing. Is this a plot kill, and then we players are required to rescue him?"

"Haha, I heard you brag before about how awesome he is, but the result is nothing more than that. NPCs are NPCs, nothing special."

Seeing Anlos eating, "Mother's" expression suddenly softened.

She smiled gently and said: "How is it? Is it delicious? This is all made for you. I usually can't bear to eat these."

Anlos also raised a bright smile.

He nodded vigorously and said innocently like a child:
"Yeah! It's so delicious!"

"Hehehe~ That's good."

It was a very harmonious meal.

No one was harmed except for the players like Ru Mangkaoban.

They watched the dinner end with despair, eagerness, or mockery.

Then, the system pops up:
【congratulations! Passed the second level: dinner time]

[Get one hour of free exploration time]

Player:? ? ?
ah? Why did it pass?
He, he, he, he ate those disgusting things! ! !
Their eyes widened.

After watching Anlos finish his meal, he returned to his room and locked the door.

Reach out and put it into your mouth.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Anlos bent over and coughed violently several times.

The hand actually pulled something out of the throat!
"Clap."

The thing, mixed with saliva, fell to the floor.

It turned out to be a blood-red bag the size of a palm!

——Prop [Never-Ending Stomach]!
You can store everything you put in it!

Anlos actually ate this prop in advance, causing all the food he ate to fall into "another stomach bag"! ! !

(End of this chapter)