Quick Travel to the Clouds

Chapter 768 Challenge Dungeon 24

"Did you sleep well last night?" he asked again, as if chatting casually.

"...It's alright." Yun Chu lowered her eyelashes, not daring to look into his eyes anymore. She felt her face burning up.

"But I don't think I slept very soundly," Xie Yipei suddenly said, his tone carrying a hint of complaint and intimacy. "It seems like someone stole the blanket in the middle of the night."

Yun Chu: "..."

She had absolutely no idea how to respond to this kind of "couple's" teasing!

Although there were fragments of their interactions in her memories, it was like watching someone else's movie. Now, she was personally acting it out, and the person she was acting with was Xie Yipei. It gave her the creeps.

Seeing her ears turn red and her lips pursed in silence, Xie Yipei's interest grew even stronger.

He seemed to have found a new and exciting game, and he was thoroughly enjoying it.

He finally released his arms from hers and sat up. "Okay, I'm not teasing you anymore. Get up, I'll make breakfast. Do you want milk or soy milk today?"

As he spoke, he naturally got up from the bed and walked towards the ensuite bathroom in the bedroom, as if it were just an ordinary weekday morning.

Yun Chu froze on the bed until the bathroom door closed and the sound of water came out. Only then did she breathe a sigh of relief and clutch the blanket to her chest.

My heart was still pounding wildly in my chest, half from anger and half from some indescribable panic.

This is a role-playing instance where you not only have to hide your player identity, but also constantly face Xie Yipei's intimate actions under the guise of being her "husband," which leave her feeling bewildered.

Just then, the cold system notification sounded again from the depths of my mind; this time, it was the official mission announcement:

The main quest for the 'Stage of the Mortal World' dungeon has been released.

[Mission Objective: Perfectly fulfill the assigned role while concealing your true player nature. Avoid being identified, marked, or captured by the world's 'Rule Watchers' (Investigators)' within 72 hours.]

[Current number of investigators worldwide: Unknown. Identification method: Unknown. Activity level: Medium.]

[Mission Rewards: Points and special rewards will be awarded based on a comprehensive evaluation of role-playing completion, success rate of concealment, and survival time.]

[Failure Penalty: Being captured by investigators is considered a mission failure, resulting in forced exit from the instance and a significant deduction of points; severe character corruption or exposure will trigger a 'rule backlash,' with unknown consequences.]

72 hours... without being discovered by the investigators...

Yun Chu took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down. She threw back the covers, got out of bed, walked to the window, and gently pulled back the curtains a little.

Outside the window are neat residential buildings, the community has excellent landscaping, and in the distance you can see bustling streets and sunlight reflecting off the glass curtain walls of office buildings. Everything looks so normal, so peaceful.

But the crisis lies hidden beneath this calm.

In what form will the investigator appear? A colleague? A passerby? A community worker? Or something even more mysterious?

She had to play the role of "Li Yu" well, an ordinary office worker and a newlywed wife.

Xie Yipei is her unavoidable opponent and partner in this scene, and she even has to "cooperate closely" with him.

The sound of water running in the bathroom stopped.

The door opened, and Xie Yipei had already changed into a shirt and trousers. His hair was slightly damp, and he looked handsome and upright, exactly like a workplace elite.

He saw Yun Chu standing by the window, and naturally walked over, gently wrapped his arms around her waist from behind, and rested his chin on the top of her head.

"What are you looking at? Hurry up and wash up, breakfast will be ready soon."

His voice was gentle, but the strength in his arm carried an undeniable air of authority. "By the way, if you get off work on time, let's come back together. I heard a new fresh food supermarket opened near the entrance of the community. We can try making that dish you mentioned wanting to make last time tonight."

He was completely immersed in the role; every glance, every word, even the posture and strength of his embrace, perfectly embodied the image of a newlywed, considerate, and gentle husband.

Yun Chu's body stiffened again. Looking at the calm street scene outside the window, feeling the warmth and subtle control from the solid chest behind her, she felt a chill in her heart, yet also inexplicably tense.

The steam on the bathroom mirror had not completely dissipated. Yun Chu looked at herself in the mirror—Li Yu—who was dressed in a well-fitting suit, with exquisite makeup, but whose eyes were slightly dazed.

She took a deep breath, her fingertips unconsciously tracing the cold marble countertop, trying to temporarily suppress the taut nerves belonging to "Bai Yun Chu" under the skin called "Li Yu".

The aroma of fried eggs and toast wafted from the living room, mingling with the rich scent of coffee—the familiar, homey smell of cooking, yet it made her stomach churn slightly.

Breakfast took place in an atmosphere that seemed ordinary but was actually rife with tension.

Xie Yipei, wearing a neatly pressed light gray shirt with the cuffs casually rolled up, was focused on spreading jam evenly on the toast, and then naturally placed the jam-covered slice on the plate in front of Yun Chu.

"It's a bit chilly today, bring a light jacket." He looked up, his gaze sweeping over her rather thin attire, his tone a husband's gentle reminder.

"Mmm." Yun Chu nodded and poked at the fried egg on her plate with her fork. She had to get used to this kind of intrusive care; it was something "Shen He" would do.

After the meal, the two went out together. In the elevator, they ran into their neighbor from the same floor, a friendly middle-aged woman.

"Xiao Shen, Xiao Li, off to work? You two are such a perfect match, a handsome man and a beautiful woman!" The aunt looked at them with a smile.

Xie Yipei immediately put his arm around Yun Chu's shoulder, pulling her closer to him, and gave her an impeccable, polite smile: "Good morning, Aunt Wang. You look great today."

Yun Chu's body stiffened slightly, but she quickly adjusted her expression and smiled shyly at the aunt, which fit the slightly introverted personality of "Li Yu".

She could feel the warmth and undeniable strength of Xie Yipei's palm through the fabric.

His acting was so natural, as if he had always been a part of this world.

They drove to the company.

The office building of Huanyu Technology soars into the clouds, its glass curtain wall reflecting the morning sunlight.

In the underground parking garage, Xie Yipei parked the car and went around to the passenger side to open the door for her.

As she got out of the car, he naturally reached out and touched her arm, his fingertips lightly brushing against her elbow before parting, a gentlemanly and intimate gesture.

"The marketing department is on the sixteenth floor, and my R&D department is on the twenty-second floor."

As he walked into the gleaming elevator lobby, he said in a low voice, his eyes fixed on the constantly changing floor numbers, "If you're not busy at noon, how about we have lunch together in the staff cafeteria? I heard they have your favorite sweet and sour pork ribs today."

"Okay." Yun Chu nodded. This was something "Li Yu" would agree to. Playing the role required attention to detail.

The elevator doors opened, and they followed the flow of people into the spacious and bright lobby.

They checked in, said hello, and headed to different elevator lobbies.

As they parted, Xie Yipei glanced back at her, his gaze calm yet containing a warning that only she could understand—be careful, act well.

All day long, Yun Chu forced herself to immerse herself in the work of "Li Yu".

Handling emails, attending departmental meetings, revising proposals, and discussing details with colleagues.

She had to fill her mind with these trivial matters in order to temporarily ignore the ever-present contract and her current absurd situation.

She carefully observed everyone she came into contact with: the smiling receptionist, the serious and rigid supervisor, the lively and talkative colleague... Who could be the "investigator"?

Any unnatural, excessive attention, or detail that is inconsistent with one's status could be fatal.