Transformed into a heartthrob's simp, every day is a battleground.

Chapter 17 A Silly and Unsettling Atmosphere

The system was also somewhat puzzled. It carefully reviewed the original work again, and then hesitantly said to Yan Xun—

However, the novel doesn't say he wasn't love-struck.

Yan Xun: "..."

Just like how the novel didn't mention that this character was 187 cm tall?

Shen Rui hadn't expected this guy's past to be so explosive. He looked at Gui Yuchong in surprise, "You just... because you're heartbroken?"

He didn't say the last two words, but judging from his eyes, he really couldn't believe it.

"They just dumped you?" Shen Rui asked, puzzled.

“No.” Gui Yuchong thought for a moment. “We haven’t spoken.”

Shen Rui: "?"

"So you're heartbroken?"

“Hmm,” Gui Yuchong said, “I feel like he doesn’t like me.”

Shen Rui probably hadn't graduated yet and hadn't encountered such a thorny relationship problem. Looking at the dejected Gui Yuchong, he stammered, "Maybe she just didn't think that much about it."

"You've never even spoken to her, how do you know she doesn't like you?"

“When I smile at him, he doesn’t even look at me.”

Yan Xun listened for a while, then asked, "Why were you smiling at that person?"

“I was too shy to talk to him.” Gui Yuchong covered his face as he said this, “So I slowly walked up to him and smiled at him.”

Yan Xun: "..."

He even wanted to call the police for that person! Imagine a complete stranger, a grown man who is 187cm tall, suddenly appearing behind you and then smiling at you...?

Shen Rui probably also found it hard to understand. He glanced at Gui Yuchong and thought to himself, "I don't know if this guy is mentally unstable."

Indeed, appearances can be deceiving.

"and then?"

"Did they call the police?"

"No." Gui Yuchong looked up. "He told me not to block the way."

Yan Xun: "..."

Shen Rui: "..."

They exchanged a glance across Gui Yuchong, and Shen Rui pointed to his head from an angle that Gui Yuchong couldn't see.

Yan Xun shrugged, indicating that he didn't know either.

"So you came into this world?" Su Yumin interjected from the side. "You make yourself sound so fragile, but why didn't I see you crying in Room 508?"

"I thought someone with your personality would definitely scream and yell that they wanted to go back."

Gui Yuchong removed the fingers covering his face. "That was what I was thinking."

"But after looking at the people around me, I changed my mind."

Su Yumin didn't understand what he meant for a moment, so she looked at him and told him not to keep her in suspense.

"Because I fell in love at first sight again."

Gui Yuchong smiled sweetly, "At that time, I thought I must leave a good impression on...".

"So you must not panic."

Now, not only Yan Xun and Shen Rui, but even Su Yumin, who was some distance away from them, showed an expression of incomprehension.

Yan Xun's live stream was also filled with—

【………………………………I give up!】

【No way? ??? Where did this love-struck person come from? (shaking)】

[Damn it, if there's a love-struck player in the dungeon, the chance of a team wipe is 99%. The streamer's healing potions are going to kill him!]

Why is this guy constantly glancing around while he's talking? Who are you looking at? (annoyed)

Yan Xun thought for a moment, but still didn't ask Gui Yuchong who he had fallen in love with at first sight.

Su Yumin clearly thought the same thing, and he looked directly at Yan Xun, "It's your turn."

Yan Xun glanced at the three people in the room and finally spoke, "I can't remember."

When he first entered this instance, his memory was a little hazy, but he still remembered why he was dressed the way he was—he had just left a supermarket, and his hair was neither long nor short because a hair salon had recently paid him to be a model for a hairstyle advertisement.

The same goes for the piercings on his ears, but the tattoos on his arms... he couldn't remember if he had been practicing on someone or for some other reason.

He remembers waking up with his mind still preoccupied with paying rent.

But after he had been in this world for a while, he suddenly found that his past memories had become very blurry, and no matter how hard he tried to recall them, he could only remember a few key points.

It's like a dream you think you remember clearly, but it vanishes without a trace after you wake up.

I can only wait for a certain opportunity to suddenly recall it.

Yan Xun also felt that his reason was somewhat untenable, but rather than making up a reason, he felt that telling the truth was better.

"But it's not like I can't remember anything at all."

"I just remember that I seemed to have really bad luck in love."

"The people I liked in the past either suddenly transferred schools, or..."

"What is it?" Su Yumin asked.

"Sudden death," Yan Xun thought. "It seems like some people die suddenly in a car accident, others suddenly fall seriously ill, and still others..."

"Wait, bro." Shen Rui made a stop gesture. "You've liked so many people?"

"..." Yan Xun was silent for three seconds, "It's just that I suddenly have feelings for you."

That kind of goodwill is like the sudden feeling of being given an extra cookie in kindergarten, which can't stand up to scrutiny at all. Yan Xun was too embarrassed to say that his previous goodwill came from—someone giving him an extra cookie, someone giving him a very rare sticker—in short, it was something that happened when he was a little kid.

"There's always something unexpected that happens when I realize I might actually like something."

"Then I stopped talking to anyone."

—Born with the sacred body of a widowed king.

The remaining people in the room all had these words pop into their minds simultaneously.

"And then you entered this world?" Su Yumin asked.

"Yes."

Yan Xun frowned. "Maybe I lost my memory after being hit by a flowerpot and that's why I came in."

“Fake people always say that,” Su Yumin said. “They say they have amnesia and can’t remember anything before they entered the dungeon.”

“The fake player we’re looking for is also a player,” Yan Xun said. “I don’t think there’s any basis for this judgment.”

If they were looking for a fake NPC in the building, that would be a way to make a judgment. But the problem is, it seems that the fake NPC is also a player. How can they make a judgment based on so-called experience?

Yan Xun had previously thought this claim was unreliable.

He felt that Su Yumin should have thought of this.

So he simply wanted to know their origins and determine if they were new players? Yan Xun wondered to himself what Su Yumin was thinking.

The two people from room 1101 who were supposed to be talking together weren't here. Yan Xun felt that they wouldn't discover anything new if they continued talking... So he stood up, leaning on the sofa armrest, and prepared to leave.

"Are they preparing to flee in disarray?" Su Yumin asked.

Yan Xun really couldn't understand why this person liked to target him so much.

As he walked past Su Yumin carrying a plastic bag, he bent down and patted the other man on the shoulder, saying, "You can speak up if you have any complaints."

"Stop being sarcastic all the time."