My Iyashikei Game Chapter 242: Unnamed Hope

Normally, one shouldn’t put too much weight behind the words of a fractured mind but to get to know the Butterfly better, Han Fei not only dissected the messages one by one but also memorized every single one of them. When he was halfway through, the living room door opened and Xu Qin walked in. “There have been a few more deaths inside the building. Things are not looking well, we need to get those masks and leave this place as soon as possible.”

“Must we possess the masks to leave this place?” Han Fei asked, “The meat packing plant has already been destroyed, the rules here might have changed.”

“No one knows who the manager of Cattle Alley is, he is the maker behind all the rules. As long as he is still alive, we need to obey his rules.” Xu Qin brought up something important. All the unique locations in the cryptic world had their own individual manager. If the manager was still alive, they controlled everything within their realm. They were the rule maker and the executor.

“No one know the real identity of the manager?”

“No one has seen him before or rather no one has managed to survive an encounter with him, that should tell you how dangerous he is.” Xu Qin voiced her concern. “To be able to control such a big location and still keep his identity a mystery, the manager at Cattle Alley has to be incredibly powerful.”

“Understood, then what should we do now?”

“We’ll go check the writer’s room first. If we really can’t complete the mission, then we’ll have no choice but to deal with the person who gave us the mission.” Xu Qin said directly. The trio left the room. With Xu Qin’s help, they avoided all the traps and came to a room on the 4th floor. “This is the writer’s place?”

When the door opened, Han Fei was stunned. The writer’s room was completely different from the one in real life. On the walls, inside the cupboards, on the tables, there were butterfly specimens everywhere. The writer appeared to have captured all the butterfly species in the world and turned them into his collection. There was nothing relate

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