I Forged the Myth of the Ancient Overlords
Chapter 440 - 440 439. Gang rivalry my identity as the eldest son

Chapter 440: 439. Gang rivalry, my identity as the eldest son was exposed by the Godfather_1 Chapter 440: 439. Gang rivalry, my identity as the eldest son was exposed by the Godfather_1 Archide was a chef who had worked in a Michelin restaurant, and now ran a small eatery of his own which was doing quite well.

He considered himself honest and law-abiding, never involving himself in illegal or criminal activities.

Although he had a bit of Italian blood, Archide had never paid any attention to the Mafia.

Joining this game was purely for fun, for entertainment.

Archide enjoyed watching movies, and he particularly liked Lu Ban’s “Magic Tide,” which he had seen twice in the cinema. As for “Peaceful Days in Spring,” Archide had been too busy with his restaurant to catch it in theaters, but after his waitstaff saw the movie, their work ethic improved significantly, so Archide thought it must also be a film that healed the heart.

Being chosen to join the first game of “Glass Flower” was a blissful thing.

Being able to put work aside and travel to Jiangcheng was also a happy occasion.

When two happy events coincided, it should have led to an even more joyful and delightful time.

But why had it turned out like this?

Archide sat in a chair, next to a shrewd and efficient member of the gang, who according to the setting, was his younger brother, in charge of most of the family’s affairs and the godfather’s right-hand man.

On the other side was a woman, who in the setting, was his sister, cunning and treacherous, also in charge of the family’s business.

Archide, for his part, his role was that of the eldest son of the gang.

“I’m just a chef, how did I end up as the eldest son of the gang, is there some mistake here?”

He felt that, according to the script he had read, his position seemed more dangerous than that of the deceased!

He could be killed at any moment!

Momma mia, I’m here to relax on holiday, not to sit on the Iron Throne and get stabbed in the back!

Things had gone fine last night, as Archide had slept in his room. But this morning, he was awoken early, a little after eight.

During the family meeting, Archide sweated bullets and hardly listened to what was being said; his mind was preoccupied with the thought of someone bursting in and shooting him twice, knocking him to the ground.

“…Brother, what do you think?”

The NPC playing his brother asked, and Archide instantly tensed up.

“I think that, uh, it’s correct, we should definitely do that.”

Archide answered ambiguously.

“I also believe we should do that.”

The discussion, surprisingly, continued.

Archide suddenly understood how leaders must feel during meetings.

Just nod and agree, and it’s all settled.

However, this prompted Archide to listen a bit more to the content of the meeting.

It seemed that a family member had died, and they believed it to be an assassination against the family, searching for the murderer and speculating about the perpetrator.

Could this be the case mentioned in this game?

Archide listened and took note of some keywords, planning to inquire about them later.

He was, after all, the gang’s big brother; starting out should be the easiest level, with so many NPCs to help, it shouldn’t be impossible to find the truth, right?

After the meeting, Archide saw a familiar face.

This was another player, named Bi Suo, a painter.

He seemed to be playing the family’s strategist, named Stone.

“Don’t be nervous, you’re their big brother; the Mafia values loyalty, they usually don’t harm blood relatives.”

Bi Suo said.

“What should we do now?”

Archide asked.

Since he was a player, he must be a teammate; they were supposed to help each other.

“This might be a confrontational theme; we have to find the murderer before everyone else. Do you want to see the body?”

Bi Suo asked.

“Is it scary?”

Archide asked subconsciously.

“Not too bad, one of our teammates has already seen it, he should be waking up by now.”

Bi Suo replied.

As the two made their way to the cold storage where the body was kept, the sky had completely brightened.

Some viewers were at work, some catching up on sleep, and some hadn’t even gotten out of bed yet, so the number of people watching the livestream had decreased significantly. However, due to the time difference abroad, many people had started tuning in.

In the livestream room, the number of likes, positive feedback, and recommendations was gradually increasing.

On most livestreaming platforms, likes and recommendations can only be clicked once. Despite this, just on the Old Days Video website, the livestream’s recommendation count had already hit three hundred thousand, and likes across the platform were approaching three million.

However, the growth of positive reviews was slowing down. The majority of people had liked the stream at the very beginning, at midnight. As people came and went intermittently, the rate of increase had diminished considerably.

In the main control room, Lu Ban watched the perspectives of various players. Although he had a professional team, Lu Ban still needed to keep an eye on things.

After all, some unforeseen entities had appeared, and no one knew in what direction these things could steer the script.

“At least, from the current situation, the interference of these bizarre entities with reality is very weak. Even our NPCs are able to drive them away, and the players and the audience in the livestream think it’s part of the show and don’t pay it much attention,” Lu Ban noted.

Lu Ban realized that his previous speculation seemed to be correct.

Players who had witnessed these strange entities firsthand, as well as those who had seen them through the livestream, experienced only limited decreases in their Sanity. For most, it was merely the extent of being startled while watching a movie.

Once they saw these entities again, they developed a resistance and their Sanity wasn’t affected.

Especially viewers of Lu Ban’s livestreams who had seen at least one or two of his films. After being “polluted” by Lu Ban, they were no longer scared by these entities.

This world had undoubtedly been partially “polluted” by Lu Ban.

Moreover, looking at the current state of affairs, the world’s order hadn’t descended into chaos due to Lu Ban’s presence. At least everyone was living life as normal, and even many patients with mental illnesses showed signs of improvement.

This global livestream might just be a glorious evolution for the entire world.

While keeping an eye on those bizarre entities, Lu Ban continued to check the progress of the script.

On the psychiatric patient’s side, he and the delivery guy, together with the French female police officer, had handled the previous corpse theft issue. Almost beaten to death by that family, they had managed to escape and returned to the mortuary to examine the bodies.

The NPC led them to open the door to the mortuary chamber, where they saw Doctor Howes’ corpse.

Next to the body, there stood a child.

The child smiled and then vanished in the blink of an eye.

“Did you see that?” the psychiatric patient urgently asked.

“See what?” The delivery guy, still shocked by the vision of the Glass Flower, hadn’t paid attention to anything else.

“…There’s no need to act when it’s just the three of us,” the French police officer said helplessly.

“Acting? I’m not acting,” the psychiatric patient defended.

“Aren’t you mentally ill?”

“I’m not sick, I really am not,” the psychiatric patient insisted.

“Those with mental illnesses often claim they’re not sick,” said the delivery guy.

“So, am I actually sick?” the psychiatric patient asked, puzzled.

“Yes, you are indeed sick,” the French police officer concurred.

“Am I sick or not?” the psychiatric patient was getting confused.

Claiming to be not sick is what a mentally ill person would say.

Admitting to being sick would be acknowledging his own mental illness, wouldn’t it?

Was he actually sick?

He was perplexed for a moment.

Just then, the French police officer, who was observing the body, received a message in her AR glasses.

“You have discovered some clues. There is a special scent on the body which you have memorized,” the message blinked.

At the same time, the French police officer also smelled a distinct fragrance.