After Transmigrating into a Novel with My Boyfriend, He Turned Out to Be a Native Villain-Chapter 259: Four Corners Game

They took a quick look around the apartment but only found a camcorder sitting on the table.

Yu Wenlin picked it up and gave it a few tosses. “This is what we’re using to film?”

He scanned the area, then turned to the long-haired girl in their team.

“Yun Xialan, do you know how to use this?”

Yun Xialan walked over, glanced at it a few times, and nodded. “Yeah.”

Without hesitation, Yu Wenlin said, “Then you’ll be in charge of filming.”

At that, Yun Xialan’s face stiffened a bit.

If she had to hold the camcorder, she wouldn’t even show her face in the video. How was she supposed to gain followers like that?

As if he could tell she was reluctant, Yu Wenlin’s eyes shifted slyly. “What’s the rush? When we shoot the second story, I’ll have Quan Han or Wei Yangbing handle it. That way, you’ll get screen time too.”

Quan Han was another girl, and Wei Yangbing was the boy from earlier.

He lowered his voice and added, “Besides, if we keep the camcorder in our hands, we’ll get more screen time. Do you really want those two to win?”

Now that made sense. Yun Xialan hesitated for a few seconds, then nodded. “Alright.”

Little did she know, Qi Mai had been watching the whole exchange. His brows furrowed as he glanced at the camcorder in Yun Xialan’s hand.

Crap. The camcorder’s in a deva’s hands. Looks like getting screen time won’t be so easy.

Just as he was thinking that, Zhang Can’s voice suddenly came from beside him:

“Forget that thing, we can just use our phones to film.”

Qi Mai blinked and instinctively turned to look. He saw Zhang Can fiddling with the video recording mode.

The man's firm features looked serious, and his tone gave off a reassuring vibe.

“I checked. Aside from that weird forum, all the other apps work just fine. We can still edit and post videos.” freewēbnoveℓ.com

So basically, the camcorder wasn’t their only option.

Qi Mai had gotten tunnel vision after seeing the camera and completely overlooked the possibility of using phones.

He quickly pulled out his phone. “Thanks, man.”

Zhang Can stayed polite. “No problem.”

As Qi Mai filmed the surroundings for footage, he glanced at Zhang Can out of the corner of his eye. After a moment’s pause, he leaned in and asked,

“You’re with X Team?”

“Yeah.”

“Did your organizer tell you about... him?”

Qi Mai had entered the game with Yu Wenlin’s group, and they’d been given direct orders from higher-ups.

Xing Yuan had instructed them to kill Bo Jingmo.

At first, they were all shocked. But Xing Yuan explained that Bo Jingmo posed a threat to other players in the dungeon, and eliminating him was a decision made jointly by several organizations.

So X Team was also getting involved in this operation?

But when he asked, Zhang Can only glanced at him and replied coolly,

“They did.”

But his mission was completely different from Qi Mai’s.

Xin Hao’s order to him was—protect Bo Jingmo.

As long as it didn’t put himself in danger, he had to ensure Bo Jingmo’s safety.

Qi Mai didn’t think much of it, assuming Zhang Can had the same task. He sighed.

“Probably won’t be that easy.”

Qi Mai knew a bit about Bo Jingmo. Thinking of Zhang Can’s earlier reminder, he leaned in and lowered his voice.

“Bo Jingmo might be the ghost in this dungeon.”

“Might?” Zhang Can frowned. “You know him?”

Qi Mai explained, “We’ve queued together before, and one of my teammates knows him.”

Zhang Can rubbed his chin. If that’s true, why was he the one tasked with protecting him?

Honestly, it felt more like he was the one who needed protecting.

Speaking of which, Zhang Can suddenly thought of something. “If Bo Jingmo is the ghost, how’s he supposed to complete the mission?”

Yu Wenlin’s group clearly wouldn’t let Bo Jingmo join their video shoots, and he wouldn’t be able to post videos on his own.

Qi Mai looked confused too. “I don’t know either. But right now… completing the mission doesn’t seem like the point.”

Compared to the points they’d earn from finishing tasks, assassinating Bo Jingmo seemed to promise a much bigger reward.

Their whispering naturally caught Wei Yangbing’s attention. He quietly leaned over to Yu Wenlin and whispered,

“Yu-ge, look at those two chatting away. What do you think they’re up to?”

Yu Wenlin turned to look. He didn’t think they were discussing anything useful. But the moment he saw them filming with their phones, his brows furrowed hard.

“Tch. Can’t believe they found a loophole.”

They could actually film with their phones.

He checked the time, then shouted toward them irritably, “Are we filming or not? It’s almost midnight!”

Their first game was the Four Corners Game.

This game was played in a rectangular, empty room. All the lights were turned off, and four people stood in each of the room’s corners, wearing blindfolds.

The game started with one person moving from their corner to another, gently tapping the shoulder of the person there. That person would then do the same—head to a different corner and tap someone else.

If they reached an empty corner, they had to cough once before continuing to the next corner until they found someone.

After a while, players would notice something strange: no one coughed.

That meant every corner was occupied—but someone was still walking.

So who was the extra person?

They could only record scenes like this using the room’s surveillance camera. The footage wouldn’t be as good as a camcorder, but at least it captured the whole room.

The issue was, only four people were allowed in the game.

After drawing lots, Yun Xialan and Wei Yangbing were left outside. They were in charge of watching the monitor.

Once everyone took their positions, Yu Wenlin raised a question. “Who starts first?”

Qi Mai: “Whoever has the fewest followers.”

“…”

Yu Wenlin’s face instantly turned grim.

F**king Qi Mai. He’s dead meat.

He shot Qi Mai a deadly glare and hissed through clenched teeth, “Quan Han, you start.”

Quan Han didn’t mind. She nodded. “Okay.”

Click— The light went off. The room plunged into darkness.

“I’m starting.”

As soon as Quan Han spoke, the sound of footsteps followed.

Her next stop was Yu Wenlin. After tapping his shoulder, Yu Wenlin moved to the next corner. Coincidentally, his next stop was Qi Mai.

Feeling his way over, he tapped the shoulder and growled in a low voice,

“You just wait.”

Qi Mai let out a quiet, amused snort, then casually walked forward and tapped Zhang Can’s shoulder.

Zhang Can moved to where Quan Han had started. The corner was now empty, so he coughed, then bypassed it and continued to the next corner, where he tapped Quan Han again.

Being tapped made Quan Han flinch. Realizing it was a real person, she took a deep breath and kept moving.

This game was a psychological challenge.

A pitch-black, confined space, complete silence… it triggered a human defense mechanism that made them want to open their eyes.

After several more rounds, sweat began to bead on Quan Han’s forehead. She was clearly reaching her limit.

She was just about to suggest ending the game, when suddenly, something hit her. Her face turned even paler.

Wait a second…

Why couldn’t she hear anyone else’s footsteps anymore?

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