What malicious intent could NPCs possibly have? C12.2

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Chp12. part2

Just as the thought formed, she heard a judge in the audience shout, “This ‘wife-chasing-after-the-cremation’ scenario isn’t quite up to par!”

This…

A “wife-chasing-after-the-cremation” scenario.

Not quite up to par.

Ning Ge heard soft chuckles from the stage.

It was as if a bloodthirsty demon had finally found its prey.

The hospital bed beneath Pei Han suddenly and miraculously changed shape, widening and lengthening.

It stretched out as if pulled apart, becoming a steep, smooth slide that descended diagonally downwards, extending all the way into the stage.

Simultaneously, the stage suddenly became transparent, allowing everyone to see, within the intricate framework of the stage, at the end of the steep slide, a massive furnace.

The furnace doors were wide open, flames roaring fiercely within, radiating intense heat.

Above the furnace stood a thick, towering chimney, emerging from below and reaching the sky onto the stage.

Ning Ge: Could this be… the chimney of a divorce?

The judges loudly proclaimed the phrase “wife-chasing crematorium,” which both Ning Ge and Pei Han heard, their thoughts colliding.

And then, the crematorium truly appeared.

Pei Han immediately slid down the slide towards the furnace below.

The slide was slippery and steep, and he was descending at an incredible speed. Although he tried to brace himself with his arms and legs, the slide was too wide, and he couldn’t reach either side.

The blanket that had been draped loosely over the bed had already slipped into the furnace before him, instantly turning to ash.

Thick smoke billowed from the chimney, and the air was thick with the smell of burning. The furnace opening resembled a gaping maw of fire, the flames its sharp teeth, ready to devour Pei Han.

Ning Ge reacted quickly, rushing over the instant he slid down and grabbing his hand.

Even lying prone at the edge of the slide, they could feel the astonishing heat of the furnace’s flames below, burning their faces.

Going down would be terrifying.

As soon as the furnace appeared, Owen and the others rushed towards the stage. It seemed as if an invisible wall surrounded it, preventing them from getting up.

Ning Ge saw green hair kick the invisible wall, again and again, but the wall remained unresponsive.

Owen realised that unauthorised personnel might not be allowed on stage. He quickly added narration: “Just then, several nurses from the private ward came in to change the dressing…”

However, it was no use, he still couldn’t get on the stage.

The stage chuckled softly: [The grand finale has finally arrived! The stage is now completely closed. Let’s focus on enjoying the wonderful performance of the male and female leads.]

The judges’ panel erupted in cheers, all standing up and peering onto the stage.

“Grab him! Don’t let go! Go!”

“Pull him up!”

“Pull him up, what? Let go! Have you forgotten how he treated you?”

“Let him fall and burn to death! Hurry!!”

The judges were clearly divided into two factions—the “pull him back” faction and the “let him go and cremate him” faction.

Pei Han was incredibly heavy, as if he hadn’t grown up on something special. If the slide hadn’t been a slope, distributing some of his weight, Ning Ge wouldn’t have been able to hold him at all.

Even if Pei Han could use her strength to do a pull-up, he still couldn’t reach the top of the slide and couldn’t get up.

Moreover, Pei Han dared not move.

He could tell at a glance that Ning Ge’s current posture was completely wrong.

She was lying on the top of the slide, her entire upper body leaning down. Pei Han estimated that if he exerted any force, not only would he die, but he might also pull her down with him.

The two of them were now in a stalemate, completely unable to move.

What’s already on the stage won’t disappear automatically, they have to find another way.

From the hospital bed to the furnace opening below the stage, the entire area directly above the slide was like a gaping hole in the stage, now completely open. If a heavy rain or flood were to fall now, the furnace fire would definitely be extinguished.

Once the fire was out, even if he let go and slid down, it wouldn’t matter.

Ning Ge said to Pei Han, “A heavy downpour!”

However, nothing happened.

The stage held the final say, it wouldn’t allow rain that could extinguish the fire.

The stage was excited: [Why send rain? Wouldn’t it be better to burn them alive? Use your boring, insignificant lives to create the most dazzling, exciting stage effect! Be grateful, the most glorious moment of your mediocre lives is about to arrive!]

It refused to allow anything that could save lives, but Ning Ge still wanted to try one more time.

Let’s try a different approach.

“A rope,” Ning Ge said.

A rope ladder tied to the bed rail actually appeared, sliding down the chute and landing right next to Pei Han.

Pei Han glanced at the rope ladder, one hand tightly gripping Ning Ge’s, not letting go, only freeing his other hand.

He grabbed the rope ladder and gave it a slight tug.

The ladder’s rope, as if soaked in water, snapped in two, sliding down into the fire and turning to black smoke.

How insidious.

The furnace below gaped open, flames raging wildly within, as if knowing Ning Ge couldn’t hold on forever, Pei Han, and even Ning Ge herself, would eventually be its prey.

Ning Ge gazed at the flames burning in the furnace below and suddenly realised something.

This thing had been vaguely there all along, but because one scene followed another, Ning Ge hadn’t had time to think about it in detail.

In the first scene, Ning Ge had accidentally set her pillow on fire in her bedroom.

The moment she had the thought of starting a fire, the stage provided her with a small flame.

Ning Ge panicked and immediately grabbed an empty glass from her bedside table, thinking of water.

The stage immediately provided her with a full glass of water.

The glass of water poured over the flame extinguished it instantly.

This could be understood as the first act of a play just beginning, the stage didn’t intend to cause major chaos. However, given that the main character could be easily replaced, even if Ning Ge had burned to death, another player could have taken his place, so it wouldn’t have had a significant impact.

Moreover, the stage displayed considerable malice throughout these acts.

From a massive jar that could crush someone to death, to a three-meter-tall giant truck, to a dense barrage of falling daggers, and now the furnace.

It wouldn’t even provide a trivial towel if it concerned Ning Ge and her companions’ interests.

Compared to this, the immediate provision of a cup of water to extinguish the fire seemed particularly abnormal.

A large cup, so full it seemed to wobble precariously, almost spilling with the slightest movement.

To extinguish a tiny, insignificant flame on a pillow.

It was very unlike the stage’s style.

Ning Ge thought, “This living stage, so even you have things you’re afraid of.”