The Bride of the River Immortal - Chapter 2

Chapter 2

I’d been found out.

I was a little surprised. After a long moment, I sighed.

The system of this horror game really was always this slow on the uptake. I had clearly disguised everything perfectly, yet it had still managed to expose me through the player count.

But it was fine. It still had a chance to make up for it.

I glanced into the void. “Maybe the system just made a mistake.”

The next second, that cold, mechanical voice rang out, practically tripping over itself.

[Warning! Warning! Warning!]

[System trigger ■■■■ detected. Unknown error has occurred. The SSS-rank instance, The Bride of the River Immortal, will now make the following information adjustments.]

[Ding-dong!]

[The SSS-rank instance, The Bride of the River Immortal, has opened. Danger level: ★★★★★.]

[Participating players: 17. Surviving players: 17.]

[A hidden rule has now been added.]

[1. Within the instance The Bride of the River Immortal, no player may harbor hostile intent toward any player below Lv.70, nor may they use skills or items against such players.]

[We wish you a smooth game~]

The little lilt at the end was practically overflowing with flattery. Every word radiated a desire to please.

I smiled and said, “See? It really was a mistake.”

The other players: “…”

Mu Yanchu: “…”

On the surface, that hidden rule seemed to be protecting low-level players.

In reality, aside from me, there wasn’t a single player present below level seventy.

In other words, I was the rule’s only protected target.

The skill Mu Yanchu had used through those eyes of hers failed in that instant, and she could no longer lock onto me.

For the first time, she looked as if she were questioning her entire life.

The sixteen players began whispering among themselves.

“What the hell is going on?”

“Maybe the system really did glitch.”

“Then shouldn’t it kick this level 1 player out?”

“What, so we’re just supposed to carry a newbie?”

“She’s a blank-slate player, and we can’t even ignore her?”

“Sigh. Ever since I first met the system, it has never once created a special rule just for me. But now, to protect one level 1 player…”

“Alas! In this world, people only hear the laughter of the new, never the tears of the old.”

“…Are you sick? Stop making that face.”

“Is it possible that this Chu Xihe got in through backdoor connections?”

Because my stats were too low, my five senses were low as well, so the players assumed I couldn’t hear them.

That was why they began enthusiastically discussing whose connections I had used to get in.

In truth, I was listening while communicating with the system.

I felt this rule was unnecessary.

Humans couldn’t possibly hurt me.

The system earnestly explained that if an Lv.80 player’s skill landed on a level 1 player, that level 1 player might drop dead on the spot.

But if an Lv.80 player’s skill landed on me, that Lv.80 player would definitely drop dead on the spot.

For the sake of allowing me to continue pretending to be a player, this rule was very necessary.

I thought it made sense.

The system breathed a sigh of relief, and its voice turned fawning once again. [Your Divinity, we wish you a pleasant game~]

I had already settled into my role. “Call me Chu Xihe.”

[Player Chu Xihe, we wish you a pleasant game~~~]