Yun Fanxing stood dazed for a while, then said nothing, turning back to her bed. Yun Mingyue let out an ambiguous snort, difficult to tell if it was mocking or simply entertained. Yet perhaps because of their family ties, she rummaged through her own wardrobe and tossed a thick quilt onto Yun Fanxing’s bed. She… Continue reading Tricked 087: Yun Fanxing

Just now, after Jiang Yan supervised the last calf finishing the final cub, nine clue slips appeared in the room, signifying that nine people had successfully graduated from the cattle-rearing class. Among them were Granny Zhuang and Uncle Wang. A light rain was falling from the sky. Shen Xiaoxiao dashed through the drizzle to ask… Continue reading Tricked 086: The Traitor

Jiang Yan’s hands could cleave through anything. This fact was well accepted throughout the livestream chat—there wasn’t a single question mark to be seen. Jiang Yan sat on the lower step and unfolded the bridal gown for a closer look. Beyond the shape, it was hard to describe—utterly plain, the fabric rough and unadorned, stitches… Continue reading Tricked 085: Cattle-Raising Class Graduation

After the little black cat had finished its tirade, it jumped from Yu Renwan’s arms to stand atop her head. Yu Renwan whispered in defense, “The vengeful spirit isn’t really human anymore.” “So really, it’s its heart that’s twisted—not humanity’s.” The little black cat shot Jiang Yan a glance. “I was talking about her.” “To… Continue reading Tricked 084: A Short Poem

There was a reason Jiang Yan had asked Shen Huanhuan to answer that question. —As the less favored of a pair of twins, she could empathize more deeply; her judgment would more closely align with the intentions of the vengeful spirit. Jiang Yan had noticed this long ago. After all, several past missions had involved… Continue reading Tricked 083: Main Building Living Rules

At three thirty in the morning, Lan Lin and Zhang Du woke up. Jiang Yan explained to them about the venomous snakes and poisonous insects. Zhang Du irritably raked his fingers through his hair. "This damned place, seriously." "It really leaves no way out for ordinary people. Even for us—" Jiang Yan interjected, "This should… Continue reading Tricked 082: The Evil Deity

One hour earlier. When the broadcast sounded at two in the morning, Zhang Ming had not yet gone to sleep. Although he already sensed his impending fate, he still rose dutifully at the announcement, and, as instructed, carefully fed the bran from his sack to the ewe. He continued until both handfuls of bran had… Continue reading Tricked 081: The Plan

Seeing Uncle Wang’s condition, Jiang Yan thought it best not to press further. After bidding farewell to Granny Zhuang and Uncle Wang, she made her way to the hay sheds on the right. Most of the sheds were utterly uninhabitable—either reeking unbearably or with thick, congealed bloodstains on the walls and beds. Still, Jiang Yan… Continue reading Tricked 080: Mother Sheep

This set of rules was wrong. Jiang Yan frowned. If the energy field didn’t contain inevitable death conditions, then the very existence of these rules pointed to a problem. The rules were posted up high; seeing them necessarily meant you would have to look up. Yet you couldn’t follow any rule before first finding it—only… Continue reading Tricked 079: Creak

The two younglings in Jiang Yan’s arms didn’t dare move an inch. As the scent of their own kind’s flesh filled the room, they stretched their necks as if to retch, but Jiang Yan held their jaws firmly shut, not letting them even open their mouths. They gazed up at Jiang Yan, unable to put… Continue reading Tricked 078: Feeding Code