The Righteous Player(s) Chapter 503: Three Names

Chapter 503: Three Names

This time, Suuankou finally jumped onto the table before the chair collapsed.
Although there was no proof yet, he had a premonition that the table might topple if he stood on the table’s edge for too long.
So, there was not a moment of pause after Suuankou jumped onto the table, whereby he darted to the center of the table immediately.
He glanced over at the three bowls of broth lined up beside him. Hesitation painted his face in the end.
“To speak the truth, I don’t want to pick any of them,” Suuankou muttered.
But there was no other choice. The dungeon level was designed to have the dungeon challenger pick a bowl amongst the three options without giving him any room for hesitation.
For the time being, I can only trust the bullet text.
“Pick the smallest bowl, right? Got it.” Suuankou gritted his teeth, picked up the bowl filled with broth, and gulped it down in one go.
The next moment, a prompt appeared in front of his eyes:
[Drank the Meat Broth: You drank the broth. Whose meat is it?]
Unexpectedly, the broth tasted pretty good.
It was not too hot or cold but at the right temperature.
“—Evidently, it has been here for so long, but how come the temperature is just right?” Suuankou was surprised.
He touched the other bowls — the bone broth in the large bowl was still steaming, while the medium bowl was cold.
Thus, Suuankou’s final choice must also be this bowl of broth, even without the bullet text’s guidance.
Unless the fact of “drinking more than one bowl of soup” was a death flag.
“Then, what should I do?” After drinking the broth, Suuankou obediently sat on the table and waited for a while.
However, he did not get to see the next event being triggered.
“—You should go back the way you came, dear.”
“—I think you’re going to heaven again.”
“—Don’t stay still. You’re like a dish sitting on the table. Wait any longer, and you will be the next broth.”
“—Little Bear: I’m missing my broth. Why not take its place!?”
“You are waiting for nothing!”
Seeing the laughter on the bullet text, Suuankou sneered, “I won’t fail in the same trap twice!”
He glanced at the tallest, narrowest chair.
If its durability is based on how long it is used, it will break in a second or two.
In other words, I just need to wait for it to break!
If I jump from the shortest chair to a medium-height chair, I will be thrown away by the chair. Likewise, jumping down from a high place leads to my immediate death too.
What if I fall directly onto the first chair? Suuankou was also worried that he would be like Geralt [1], who could fall to his death from a height of two meters. Then, he would die as soon as he closed his eyes.
[TN: Reference to the fall damage in the Witcher game (Geralt – player’s character) is ridiculous.]
Suuankou jumped onto the highest chair as soon as he ended his mutter.
Immediately after, the small chair beneath him began to collapse.
Suuankou did not jump immediately.
Instead, he jumped when the chair was almost the same height as the middle chair. Then, he landed steadily on the second chair. Immediately after, he quickly launched himself with a slight jump and reached the shortest chair with the largest area.
Then, he landed smoothly.
“—Fucking brilliant!”
“—How did you do it.jpg.”
“—His maneuver is worthy to be called the Jumping Technique of Not Knocking Your Head.”
In Suuankou’s typical behavior in streaming, he would have breathed a sigh of relief at this time and then immediately started bragging around to hide his fear.
However, he just touched his calf with a strange expression.
It’s strange to say, and I don’t know if it’s an illusion.
He felt that his body seemed to be much stronger.
Although he shouted, “the same move would not hurt the holy warrior twice”, he only expected a 60% to 70% success rate in his plan. He was even mentally prepared to get stuck in this level a couple of times.
[TN: A Saint Seiya [2] meme.]
Needless to say, this segment was a challenge.
However, when Suuankou took the first step, he felt his movements were smooth, precise, and stable.
It was much more perfect than his transcended body outside this nightmare. It operated like a machine; his muscles were robust and could be manipulated freely as he liked.
To put it in an analogy, the unique property allowed him to stop accurately and steadily when running with all his strength to the last step before the cliff, not missing a hair.
An outstanding level of dancer-like precision.
Only then did Suuankou notice that a door leading inside had opened.
“Was there a door here previously?” He cautiously asked the bullet text.
Although the temporary buff after drinking the broth filled Suuankou with inexplicable confidence, he would like to stay cautious when going to new places to be safe.
Anyway, the dungeon instance did not have a time limit.
Soon, Suuankou got the clue he wanted from the bullet text.
“The door is there already, but the lights here were relatively dim, so you didn’t see it at first.”
Suuankou murmured the bullet text.
He walked slowly to the room and opened the door.
Inside was a massive warehouse-like space with three beds.
The shortest bed was no different from an average person’s bed, while the middle-sized bed already looked like a giant’s bed. The height of that pillow would break the neck. The enormous bed looked like a mountain at first glance.
“So, I have to sleep on the shortest bed, right?” Suuankou walked over and lifted the quilt.
He was about to mock that “I actually slept in a nightmare”.
However, he found out that there was something inside the quilt.
There was a tattered puppet bear with its limbs torn off and its belly hollowed out; it huddled under the quilt, looking at Suuankou with a pair of shining green pupils.
Suuankou was curious if he had mistaken it, but he had a feeling that those were human eyes.
Just when Suuankou and the puppet bear met each other’s gaze, the puppet bear suddenly spoke, “I’m going to tell you a secret… I’m going to tell you a secret!”
It was a sharp shriek, like an eight-year-old girl screaming at the top of her lungs.
This was also the first voice Suuankou heard beside the egg-faced gentleman.
“—Tell me your name, and I’ll tell you a secret!”
Name?
Suuankou was taken aback.
That was certainly not “Suuankou”, even less likely to be “Lin Erer”.
[TN: Lin Erer is Suuankou’s real name in the original world; he is Lin Yiyi’s little brother.]
“—It’s [Job].” Again, a reliable bullet text was prompted immediately.
This was the name he heard from the messenger when the dungeon challenger had encountered the “messenger”.
“Job!”
Suuankou immediately replied, “My name is Job.”
“Okay, Uncle Job.” A crisp, girly voice came from the tattered puppet bear, “I’m going to tell you a secret.”
“It was just a dream – a bad, terrible dream. As long as you wake up from the dream, you’ll be fine.”
Of course, I know this is a dream! Suuankou complained in his heart.
No… wait?
He suddenly thought of something.
“So, how do I wake up from this dream?” Suuankou asked modestly.
However, the puppet bear just let out a weird laugh.
“Give me another name.”
After a long time, it said. “Give me the name of a dead man.
“The name of the bystander, or the name of the perpetrator, or the name of the long-overdue messenger—”
Needless to say, Suuankou could not answer that question.
Because he never asked for the messenger’s name at all. He consistently killed him when he first met him.
“—I’m fucking stuck again!” He cried in despair.
Who knows that this level actually requires the messenger’s name?
But at this moment, Suuankou saw a bullet text:
“—My silly brother. The messenger’s name is Grover!”
“Grover!” So Suuankou shouted without hesitation.
Hearing the name, the puppet bear laughed.
She laughed non-stop before speaking out crisply.
“If you give me another name now, a victim’s name. I’ll tell you the secret of how to be saved.” After a while, the little bear made a puzzled and cute voice, “Oh, you don’t have it?
“—Then you can wake up now.”
At the next moment, Suuankou suddenly woke up.
He sat up abruptly and found a humming mill in front of him.
At this moment, the mill’s entrance was wide open, and no one was inside.