Chapter 363 - 353: Playing a Game NPC 1

After hearing the woman speak, the man immediately made a decision. "We’ll choose them."

The woman nodded as well. "Alright, I’ll listen to you. I’ll go over again tomorrow and figure out a way to get some of their hair or something."

"Today, I saw a lot of outsiders visiting those people. When they left, they even took a lot of mushrooms with them."

Speaking of which, the woman had a pained expression, as if they were giving away her own things.

Hearing this, the man’s eyes widened. "Something like that actually happened? What a bunch of spendthrifts! Once we move in, we have to discipline those kids strictly. The food must be in our own hands."

The woman nodded in firm agreement. "You’re right. In times like these, people can barely feed themselves. How can they just give good food away to others?"

These two hadn’t even succeeded, yet they were already acting like the masters of Moira Lynch’s Elf Tree House. They treated everything inside as their own property.

Originally, the woman had wanted to grab some hair or something from Moira and the others today while she was there.

But as it turned out, Moira and the others didn’t leave the house all day, so she naturally didn’t get a chance. She could only wait for tomorrow.

However, to their disappointment, Moira and the others showed no signs of leaving over the next few days either.

They were very busy. Different mushrooms matured every day, and they were occupied with harvesting and then air-drying them.

Besides that, they also had to set aside time for training and meditation each day. They had always hired someone to clear the snow from their doorway.

However, Moira had long since noticed two sneaky figures lurking near the Elf Tree House recently.

At first, Moira didn’t pay them any mind, thinking it was just a coincidence. But the two of them came every day, circling the Elf Tree House as if they were looking for something.

This abnormal behavior couldn’t help but arouse Moira’s suspicion.

So, Moira decided to pay closer attention to these two.

With her spiritual power, their every move couldn’t escape her notice.

Soon, Moira discovered the scheme and the pair’s intentions.

It turned out that the flawed bloodline Medicine had been bought by these two.

And they wanted to use this bloodline Medicine to become the parents of her group and logically move in.

The pair seemed to have mistaken them for biological siblings.

’What a curious misunderstanding.’

Now that she knew their plan, Moira certainly wasn’t going to let them succeed.

The bloodline Medicine remaining in their hands was also a potential problem.

Moira had no desire to suddenly gain a pair of parents or any other relatives out of the blue.

So, Moira activated her spiritual power and swapped the vial of bloodline Medicine with a vial of similarly colored watermelon juice.

She put the bloodline Medicine away safely.

Although it was a flawed product, it would be a shame to just pour it out. ’What if it comes in handy later? I’ll keep it for now.’

After several consecutive days of harvesting, they had finally picked all the mushrooms.

Looking at the mountains of dried mushrooms piled up in the warehouse, she decided not to plant any new ones for the time being. ’We should finish eating these first.’

What Moira didn’t know was that many mushroom spores had fallen during their harvest. So, even if she didn’t plant any more, mushrooms would continue to sprout ceaselessly for some time to come.

At the same time, Moira’s personal space was also on the verge of being overrun by mushrooms.

Apparently, the climate inside the space was even more suitable for mushroom growth, especially with the help of the Water Wood Stone.

These mushrooms were growing and maturing at practically every moment.

To deal with these mushrooms, Moira had no choice but to list them at an extremely low price. Instantly, countless people flooded into Moira’s "Don’t Miss It" shop.

At first, people thought the mushrooms would be gone once they were sold out, just like any other product.

But they soon discovered that although the mushroom count decreased as they kept buying, it wouldn’t be long before the stock was quickly replenished.

Inside her space, she nodded with satisfaction as she watched the mushroom stock rapidly decrease. But when she turned and saw the hills and plains covered in mushrooms, some of which had just sprouted, her recent joy vanished without a trace.

At that moment, Moira had only one thought: ’It’s over. My space is going to be conquered by the mushroom army.’

’If I’d known this would happen, I wouldn’t have scattered so many spawn bags back then. It’s too late for regrets now.’

As the days went by, people gradually adapted to their new lives.

One day, Moira opened her Intelligent Brain, and a message popped up.

#Shocking! Large amounts of hair have begun to grow on most humans, suspected to be a sign of ancestral regression!#

An image was attached below.

Judging by the skin, it was a picture of a woman’s arm, but it was covered in fine, dense hair.

Many people were already experiencing this condition.

Moira looked at her own arm. It was exactly the same as before, with only some fine, downy hair.

She felt this phenomenon was likely related to one’s daily living environment.

Just then, Shane Rhodes walked in from outside, his expression not looking too good.

"What happened?" Moira asked, curious.

Following behind him, Kai York explained, "The Boss got accosted. The person came right up and tried to rip off his hat to yank his hair."

Moira immediately guessed who that person was.

’It’s been so long, and those two still haven’t given up. They’re really persistent.’

’But that vial of watermelon juice should have frozen solid by now. Haven’t they noticed something is wrong?’

"What happened then? How did you get away from that person?" Moira asked.

"A patrol happened to be passing through, so the Boss just zapped the person unconscious and handed them over to the patrol."

The group didn’t waste much time on the matter, because the next round of the game was about to begin.

They were already well-versed in preparing for the game.

The most important part, of course, was the bento boxes for three meals a day. After all, not every round of the game provided food.

Since they had harvested a large quantity of mushrooms, the bento boxes this time were mainly rice and mushrooms.

The Treasure Chickens had started laying eggs, so they added Treasure Chicken eggs to the mix.

With everything prepared, the day to enter the game arrived.

As soon as it struck twelve, a familiar voice sounded in the ears of all players.

[Greetings, players. The game is about to begin. Please get ready!]

[Three, two, one!]

As the countdown ended, Moira’s vision went black. When she opened her eyes again, she found herself in a strange place.

She was alone. Everything around her was white, except for a massive blue Light Screen in front of her.

’What is this round’s game mission?’