The Black Lotus Wife Forces Me to Pretend to Be an Omega. - Chapter 22

When Li Fanshuang opened her eyes, the little girl had already disappeared.

Luo Xiaoxiao didn’t seem to care at all. She took two steps forward and picked up the doll.

Then, she pried out the hidden camera.

“What’s the use of this camera?” Luo Xiaoxiao had never seen one like this before—it looked different from the ones the production crew usually used.

Li Fanshuang reached out her hand. “Let me see.”

“Here, take a look.” Luo Xiaoxiao handed it over without hesitation.

After examining it, Li Fanshuang said, “This is a miniature camera.”

Luo Xiaoxiao frowned. It seemed there were more clues hidden in the doll.

Without a second thought, she tore the doll apart. Sure enough, nestled in the stuffing was a slip of paper:

My eyes are Medusa’s hair.

“It must be some kind of skill—whatever this thing photographs will have its movements restricted.”

Luo Xiaoxiao stuffed the camera into Li Fanshuang’s pocket. “You hold onto it.”

“What about you?” Li Fanshuang was surprised.

Luo Xiaoxiao didn’t answer. Just then, the sound of a bell rang out.

“Night falls—close your eyes!”

“Night falls—close your eyes!”

“Night falls—close your eyes!”

The amusement park plunged into darkness in an instant.

Unseen things began roaming the streets.

Luo Xiaoxiao eyed the suddenly appearing grotesque creatures with disdain—they were just staff in costumes.

But Sun Lei’s aesthetic taste was disgustingly excessive. Why did they have to wear tight white bodysuits?!

“Let’s go!” Luo Xiaoxiao grabbed Li Fanshuang’s hand, afraid that if she ran too slowly, she might die from sheer horror at Sun Lei’s directing choices.

Imagine being chased by a horde of figures in skintight white suits, faces completely covered except for two eerie eyes—didn’t they look like giant maggots sprinting after you?

And these maggots had legs?!

Luo Xiaoxiao didn’t dare dwell on it. She pulled Li Fanshuang into a nearby building.

The place was unsettling in every way.

“You two—?”

“Ah!”

“Ah!”

Lu Yu and Yuan Zhiqing both lost points.

Turns out, everyone was already inside.

“What kind of place is this?” Sun Weiliang scanned the surroundings with his phone flashlight.

Luo Xiaoxiao looked up at the hanging fabrics—it resembled a dye workshop.

“Probably a dyehouse,” she said.

Just then, Sun Lei’s distorted voice echoed through the space:

“Welcome to the Old Dyehouse. Solve its mystery, and you may leave the amusement park.”

Yeah, right. Luo Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes. Let’s get this over with.

They turned their attention to the clues and began solving the puzzle.

“Ahh!” Yuan Zhiqing suddenly screamed before something unseen dragged her away into the darkness.

Lu Yu, seeing this, immediately clung to Zhu Yuxin’s arm.

Li Fanshuang tightened her grip on Luo Xiaoxiao’s hand. Had Yuan Zhiqing just been taken?

By a staff member… or something else?

She didn’t want to speculate. As adrenaline surged through her, she felt her face flush and her neck grow warm.

“Damn, the crew’s really going all out!” Sun Weiliang clicked his tongue. Out of the corner of his eye, he’d seen Yuan Zhiqing get grabbed from behind and yanked away.

Absolutely terrifying.

Luo Xiaoxiao glanced at Sun Weiliang. Poor Yuan Zhiqing—that NPC had clearly been aiming for him.

This big oaf was so massive that Yuan Zhiqing, being the closest to him, became the target.

“What’s up?” Sun Weiliang asked, feeling uneasy under Luo Xiaoxiao’s gaze.

Luo Xiaoxiao shrugged. “He was just trying to drag you away.”

Sun Weiliang rubbed his head, then his expression turned serious as he looked at the hidden camera in the darkness. “For your own safety, please don’t play such jokes with me.”

Luo Xiaoxiao nodded. “Ambushing a professional boxer might accidentally lead to serious consequences.”

It was a well-meaning warning.

After a moment of contemplation, Luo Xiaoxiao added, “And please don’t play such jokes with me either.”

This left everyone utterly confused.

Viewers in front of their screens were equally baffled.

Wait, sweetheart, you can’t just force your way into this lane. With your slight build—aside from being a bit tall—you look completely fragile.

Seriously, how big of a trash bag is this guy to be acting so tough?

Our Qingqing is so pitiful.

Unable to see the online comments, Luo Xiaoxiao and the others entered a room labeled: Safe House.

As soon as they stepped inside—

“Welcome to the Safe House. Next, you must complete tasks outside one by one in order. Otherwise, your companion will become a sacrifice!”

The announcement ended with exaggerated laughter.

After a moment of thought, Luo Xiaoxiao looked at the group and said seriously, “We could just… not save her, right?”

The tense atmosphere instantly lightened.

Lu Yu was the first to raise her hands in agreement. “I’m in! If this is a safe house, why risk saving her? I barely know her anyway.”

“If Yu Yu agrees, then so do I,” Zhu Yuxin chimed in.

Ye Zhao’s eyes sparkled with mischief as he feigned hesitation. “Wouldn’t that be… a bit inappropriate?”

Is this really Teacher Ye?!

I’m dying! So they’ve just abandoned Yuan Zhiqing?

Hahaha, what would happen if Yuan Zhiqing saw this?

Fun fact: Yuan Zhiqing is watching this live from another room.

Luo Xiaoxiao genuinely didn’t care about Yuan Zhiqing’s fate. Moreover, the rule requiring them to complete tasks alone made the guests uneasy.

Lu Yu might scream loudly, but she wasn’t actually that timid.

Zhu Yuxin had just told her that Lu Yu even took photos when chased by maggots outside earlier.

“There’s no choice—we have to do the tasks,” Sun Weiliang said, pointing to the instructions on the door: You cannot leave without completing the tasks.

“Turn off your phone lights. Behind you are candles—the only light source you can use outside. Be warned: if the candles go out, they will come.”

After the announcement ended, they drew lots to decide who would go first.

Unfortunately, Li Fanshuang was last.

Luo Xiaoxiao clicked her tongue. How could they let their sponsor take the most dangerous task?

Usually, the last person would face NPC chases.

“I’ll switch with you.”

Though puzzled, Li Fanshuang agreed when Luo Xiaoxiao insisted.

One by one, they completed their tasks and returned to share their experiences.

“Pretty straightforward,” Lu Yu panted heavily. “Honestly easier than I expected. The production crew isn’t that cruel after all.”

With everyone’s encouragement, Li Fanshuang completed her task smoothly.

The final leg fell to Luo Xiaoxiao.

She stepped out of the room holding a candle, though truthfully, she could navigate even without it. She’d memorized the general layout when they first entered.

Just as she’d anticipated, the NPC came straight for her.

At a corner, they came face to face.

“Ah—”

A piercing scream echoed through the corridor.

“That’s Xiaoxiao!” Li Fanshuang’s eyes sharpened. Summoning unexpected strength, she flung the door open and charged out.

Alarm sirens blared throughout the dye workshop.

“Xiaoxiao?!”

Only silence answered in the empty hallway.

Meanwhile, the staff member who tried grabbing Luo Xiaoxiao found his arm twisted behind his back as the alert woman swiftly executed a flying armbar.

Fortunately, Luo Xiaoxiao reacted quickly—and the original host’s physical condition was rather poor—otherwise she might have dislocated the NPC’s arm. The earlier scream hadn’t been hers, but the poor staff member’s.

Damn!

Luo Xiaoxiao realized her mistake too late. She looked up at the camera behind the NPC—her actions had undoubtedly been captured for all to see.

“They’re coming!” The broadcast announced as hordes of white maggot-people crawled toward them. “You have three minutes to find the exit!”

Just then, a familiar voice called from the corridor’s end.

“Xiaoxiao—”

It was Li Fanshuang!

Luo Xiaoxiao moved step by step toward the voice.

“Li Fanshuang!” By the time she spotted her, the maggot-people were nearly upon them. Luo Xiaoxiao yanked Li Fanshuang into a nearby upright coffin.

Crammed together in the narrow space, Li Fanshuang asked breathlessly, “Xiaoxiao, are you okay?”

All traces of her usual domineering actress persona vanished. Her throat moved visibly—their proximity was overwhelming.

The confined space grew warm, making Li Fanshuang lightheaded. The scent of cherry liqueur permeated the air.

Drawn by the fragrance, Luo Xiaoxiao buried her face in Li Fanshuang’s neck, inhaling greedily. “You smell incredible, Li Fanshuang.”

“Xiaoxiao, don’t…” Li Fanshuang’s heart skipped a beat. She’d applied suppressant patches—why was her pheromone leaking?

Lost in the cherry-infused aroma, Luo Xiaoxiao nearly forgot this was an ABO world—she hadn’t encountered pheromones since arriving here until now.

Nuzzling closer, Luo Xiaoxiao murmured against her skin, “Darling, aren’t you an Alpha? Why are your pheromones so sweet?”