Marry the NPC with Money, Wife Comes Knocking - Chapter 65

Chapter 65

[I really hate seeing players kill each other, even using talisman cards exchanged with points on other players…]

[I don’t think players are the only choice; there should be other options.]

[Compared to an unknown Anomaly that suddenly appears, fellow human players are easier to control.]

[Weighing the options, that’s indeed the case.]

[Network-wide notification: No. 11 has blown the suona! A wedding is being held! Come to No. 11’s stream quickly to watch!]

[Who is the girl he caught? I can’t find her stream. Is she still alive?]

Ye Susheng arrived at the sound and pushed open the door to the courtyard where the suona was being played.

The man had a buzz cut and sharp features. He wore an expensive suit and carried himself with an air of distinction, holding a suona in his hand.

Seeing Ye Susheng walk in, he didn’t show any obvious signs of nervousness; he simply stopped playing.

Ye Susheng didn’t bother looking at him. She walked straight into the room containing the coffin. Her black mist transformed into a black bamboo staff. She looked down at the man and woman lying side by side; the man was this player’s symbiotic doll.

As for the woman, she wasn’t a player.

Ye Susheng used the bamboo staff to check the woman’s breath and poked her heart. The black mist then turned into wisps and retreated into her palm.

Ye Susheng turned expressionlessly to the man following behind her. “She’s alive. Close the coffin.”

[Holy crap? He succeeded?]

[Wait, who is the woman in the coffin? She doesn’t look familiar at all.]

[Ye Susheng said she’s alive… but the coffin is being sealed. This is so… cruel.]

The man hadn’t expected it to be this simple. Although he had found a marriage partner, he hadn’t been entirely confident about facing Ye Susheng, who didn’t play by the rules.

Under Ye Susheng’s gaze, he struggled to lift the wooden coffin lid and set it in place. Only after the person inside was hidden from view did he gradually feel at ease.

Ye Susheng raised an eyebrow enigmatically and reminded him with a beaming smile, “Make sure the lid is on tight. Happy wedding~”

A chill instantly ran down the man’s spine. He stared warily at the silent coffin and then at Ye Susheng, only to see her walking leisurely toward the door. The entire process was excessively simple.

It seemed Ye Susheng’s visit was solely to confirm whether the player’s marriage partner was alive.

Her final words shattered No. 11’s belief that he could clear the dungeon smoothly. He found several long nails and hammered the coffin lid shut.

This dungeon was a survival game that required staying for thirty days. Finding a marriage partner didn’t mean it was over; it only stopped the symbiotic doll from decaying, allowing it to maintain its original appearance.

This woman was likely a new player. Knowing nothing, she had knocked on his door, saying she had watched his stream, knew he was experienced, and wanted to team up.

It wasn’t his fault; the woman was just too naive. Nowadays, everyone was looking out for themselves, afraid of being backstabbed by other players, yet she was foolish enough to deliver herself on a silver platter.

He had used a Sleep Talisman to put her into a deep slumber. He hammered in many more iron nails; even if she woke up and struggled violently inside, it would be to no avail.

Inside, points and talisman cards were all useless. If she had to blame someone, she should blame the dungeon rules.

Hua Suihe was sitting in her courtyard playing games when she heard the sound of the suona. The person clearly didn’t know how to play; it sounded like air leaking out with every note, making her ears itch.

Hua Suihe put down her phone and covered her ears. After a while, the person must have realized they had no talent and finally stopped making noise.

She picked up her phone to continue playing, but then a knock came from the front gate.

“Who is it?”

There was no response, but the knocking continued.

Two crows flew over and landed on the door beam, seemingly sizing up the visitor.
Hua Suihe stood up and walked over, trying to peer through the crack in the wooden door to see who was outside.

“Who’s in there with the door locked? This is my house!” The person knocking suddenly exploded. A woman’s voice roared, startling the crows and sending them flying back to the branches in the courtyard.

Hua Suihe instinctively took a step back. She felt suspicious but didn’t open the door; the woman’s voice was unfamiliar, someone she didn’t know.

“I know you’re in there! You’re taking advantage of me being out of town to squat in my house, aren’t you? Come out, you home-thief!” From her voice, the woman sounded furious, yet her knocking remained polite and measured, perhaps for fear of breaking the old wooden door.

Hua Suihe approached the door and spoke through it. “Hello?”

“Don’t ‘hello’ me! Open the door!”

Hua Suihe felt a bit awkward and asked, “Miss, are you saying this is your house?”

Calling her “Miss” seemed to catch the woman off guard. It took a moment before she spoke again, her tone slightly less harsh. “Yes, it is. What are you doing in my house? Hurry up and open the door.”

Hua Suihe explained patiently, “You should have signed a contract with the Yu Sheng Troupe previously. The Yu Sheng Troupe rented this house for a month, and it’s only the second day. So, as of now, we still have the right to use it.”

The person outside fell silent for a moment before snapping back in embarrassment, “Can’t I come home to get something? Open the door!”

Hua Suihe shook her head repeatedly. Realizing the person outside couldn’t see her, she added, “I’m not opening it. Wait until my wife gets back. She’s the head of the Yu Sheng Troupe. We can discuss the contract issues together once she’s here, okay?”

She didn’t know if the woman was telling the truth, and since the neighbor was so taciturn and rarely left their house, she was afraid of facing the woman alone. She decided against it; after all, the other party wasn’t in the right.

The person outside seemed to realize Hua Suihe was determined not to open the door and stopped knocking, not wanting to waste any more effort.

Hua Suihe looked through the crack in the door and saw the woman turn to leave. Before she could breathe a sigh of relief, she heard knocking again.

Only this time, it wasn’t her door being knocked on, but the neighbor’s.

The familiar voice rang out again: “Who’s in there with the door locked? This is my house! Open up!”

Hua Suihe: ??

Wow, surely the whole village isn’t her house?

Is every door she knocks on her home?

She pressed herself against the door, trying to hear more clearly. She didn’t know if the neighbor spoke to her or let her in, but the knocking eventually stopped.

Bored at home, she didn’t wait for Ye Susheng to come back and cook for her. Instead, she set up her phone, started a livestream, and began preparing a meal herself.

A one-hour livestream this morning had earned her a hundred thousand-a massive amount of income.

As soon as she went live, a crowd of people flooded in, only to see Hua Suihe leisurely washing vegetables and cooking.

[Look at you, living the dream.]

[Where’s Ye Susheng? Where’s Ye Susheng? Where’s Ye Susheng?]

[I hate people who get in through connections. I’m talking about you, Peanut.]

[Please, I beg you, just stay home and be lovey-dovey with Ye Susheng, okay? Tell her to stop wandering around outside.]

Hua Suihe couldn’t see the netizens’ sarcasm and insults.

She focused intently on what she was doing. The thought that people might like the atmosphere of her stream and give her tips made her want to smile with joy.

Livestreaming was a breeze for her.

In this mood, she cooked for one, ate alone, and ended the stream once she was finished.

Checking the backend, her earnings were… one thousand.

…Fine. The crowd this morning had been tipping for Ye Susheng; that income had nothing to do with her.

It was already twelve-thirty by the time she finished eating. Why wasn’t Ye Susheng back yet?