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"Yun Yao, you're like a persistent ghost! It's bad enough that I got into a horror game, but how did I end up running into you here!"

"Oh, I see, you've been following me again, haven't you! Otherwise, how did you end up in this horror game by sheer coincidence?"

Yun Yao stared blankly at the boy's angry outburst... somewhat bewildered, she only took a few steps back to avoid his barrage of spittle...

A girl standing nearby spoke up, "Xu Hang, be a little gentler with her. She's still your ex-girlfriend, after all."

Upon hearing Ye Wan Ning speak up, Xu Hang immediately distanced himself from Yun Yao and expressed his loyalty to her.

"I've already told you, Wan Ning, I don't like her. I like you. Let whoever wants to serve a spoiled and willful young lady like her serve her. I certainly can't!"

A man with a buzz cut nearby heard the commotion and sneered, "How come there are still new players in a dungeon of this level? Looks like we're in for a good show today."

Another man in a floral shirt chuckled and chimed in, "I wonder what new ways we'll die in this S-rank dungeon today."

Hearing the tone of the two men, Xu Hang was immediately too frightened to make a sound. Was this game really that scary?

Just then, a voice came from somewhere...

Welcome to the dungeon "Castle Horror"!

Number of players deployed: 30

Main mission: Survive for 24 hours.

[Side Quest: Randomly triggered, not yet released.]

[Mission Difficulty: S-rank]

[The dungeon is about to begin. Players, please prepare accordingly.]

As the cold, electronic voice disappeared, the scene before my eyes changed rapidly.

The hall was decorated in a luxurious yet ancient style. The dark red carpet on the floor was strangely colored and, under the light of the wall lamps and candles, it faintly glowed with a damp light, as if one could smell a strong stench of blood at any moment.

But there was no smell of blood... not even the slightest trace; the only scent in the air was a faint, ancient incense aroma.

The figures in the oil paintings on the wall seem to be looking at only one corner, yet they also seem to be watching everyone at all times.

Every time I turned my gaze, I could feel the chilling sensation of being stared at, but when my eyes fell on the oil painting, I always thought it was just an illusion.

The waiters/NPCs in the lobby are scattered around, occasionally offering a glass of red wine to a gentleman or lady.

The gentlemen and ladies there chatted and laughed, seemingly oblivious to the players.

A player curiously accepted a glass of red wine from an NPC.

Before other players could warn them not to take anything from the NPC, the waiter opened his gaping maw and bit off the player's head in an instant.

The other waiters quickly surrounded the player and devoured his body.

Blood was spilled all over the floor, but it was quickly absorbed by the carpet.

It was as if the massacre had never happened.

The waiters licked the blood from their lips and continued to move among the crowd.

Some players were so frightened that they shouted, "What kind of place is this? I want to get out of here! Let me go!"

But nobody paid any attention to him.

A man dressed like an elite scoffed, "I still have business worth millions every minute, playing this crappy game is ridiculous!"

He turned around, pushed open the castle door, and waved to the NPCs inside, saying, "Goodbye, everyone."

But he had barely stepped half a step out of the castle gate when he was grabbed by something, and at the same time, the sound of bones being chewed came from outside the castle gate.

Some players, refusing to believe it, went upstairs and tried to see what was happening outside through the second-floor window.

But as soon as he opened the window and poked his head out, he was enveloped in a cloud of blood mist and then dragged out by something he didn't know.

Soon after, painful screams and the sounds of human tissue being devoured came from outside.

A man in a white vest kindly warned, "Players who try to escape the game will be torn apart and eaten by monsters."

The other players all quieted down and dared not make any more rash moves.

A pink-haired man in a black suit walked down the stairs with one hand in his pocket and a lazy, casual gait.

He had excellent bone structure, prominent brow bones, a high nose bridge, and a faint, enigmatic smile on his crimson lips.

Meanwhile, on the unseen panel, the comments section was buzzing wildly.

[Wow, this big shot is here too. I was thinking this S-rank dungeon wouldn't be very interesting with so many newbies.]

[It's Song Xinran! I accidentally stumbled into the live stream and didn't expect to see him. He's my favorite!]

[So bad yet so handsome, I'm totally drooling over him.]

[I'd rather see these new players get slaughtered; that would be more exciting.]

[The girl who got yelled at at the beginning was so pretty, *ssssss*. I'm looking forward to seeing how she dies—whether she gets blown to the head or torn to pieces by an NPC…it'll be really interesting!]

At this moment, a cold, electronic voice came from inside the hall again.

Please find the room key.

Friendly reminder: Nighttime is the monsters' playground; only those who find the key can enter the room!

Good luck to you.

Players began searching for keys everywhere, but dared not touch the NPCs, and could only walk along the walls.

With limited space, players shove and push each other to grab space. Some even maliciously push other players aside, letting them be eaten by NPCs to clear a path for themselves.

[I love watching players kill each other!]

[They're definitely newbies, incredibly stupid. They don't know how to read the game rules; all they know is to swarm to safety.]

[Looking forward to seeing how many players will be left after the key is finally found...]

Yun Yao didn't go far; she just stared at the painting in front of her.

In TV dramas, things are usually hidden behind picture frames, and games should be no exception.

But as soon as Yun Yao raised her hand to touch the picture frame, she was injured by the tiny barbs on it.

Yun Yao subconsciously raised her hand and lightly sucked her fingers.

The blood droplets on the picture frame quickly seeped in along the frame, as if they were being swallowed up.

Xu Hang, who was looking for his keys, unexpectedly saw the girl standing in front of the picture frame.

Her features were exquisitely beautiful, her skin was fair and delicate, her eyelashes were long and thick, and beneath her delicate nose, her rosy lips were slightly pursed, exuding a pure yet alluring charm.

She was breathtakingly beautiful. If he had a camera, he would definitely have captured this moment, but even a camera probably couldn't have captured her delicate and charming beauty.

He used to dislike her for being too spoiled and expecting him to serve her everything, but now, he surprisingly finds it not so bad to be the one serving her.

Ye Wan Ning was annoyed to see that Xu Hang was staring at Yun Yao. He had said how much he liked her and how much he hated Yun Yao. What was he doing now?

She grabbed Xu Hang's arm. "Xu Hang, can you help me find the key? It's so hard to find."

Xu Hang glanced at Ye Wan Ning's hand that was holding his. This was the first time she had taken the initiative to touch him, but unexpectedly, he didn't feel any surprise.

But he still followed his usual practice and helped Ye Wan Ning find the key.

On the second floor, Song Xinran unexpectedly saw the girl in front of the oil painting downstairs. A smile flashed in her eyes. Seeing such a little toy in the dungeon... she really looked forward to seeing her turn into a blood rose.