Horror games? Whatever, I'll die.

The dormitory rooms are for two people each, and the interior is decorated in a pink and purple princess style. The small bed, which is only one meter wide, is covered with several layers of thick down mattresses.

Liang Zaibing even wondered if the company that made her cerebral palsy had stuffed peas under the mattress.

The bed is positioned next to a dressing table and a small coffee table.

A huge wardrobe was placed by the window, covering half of it, making the room very dark when the lights were off.

Liang Zaibing quickly grabbed a bed near the door.

Simply put, it makes it easier to escape.

Ivan had no objections and chose a window seat.

After sitting on the bed, Liang Zaibing noticed a pink rabbit doll with glass eyes on the bedside table, facing the pillow.

After hesitating for a moment between flushing the rabbit down the drain and gouging out its eyes, Liang Zaibing timidly chose "or".

Stuff the rabbit into the compartment so it's out of sight and out of mind.

Just as Liang Zaibing was about to close the drawer, she caught a glimpse of the "bubble gum" in the square plastic bag inside and raised her eyebrows in surprise.

It seems the trainees at this company have quite a vibrant nightlife.

"What did you find?"

Liang Zaibing pushed the drawer back without changing his expression. "It's nothing, just strawberry-flavored bubble gum."

Ivan opened the small cabinet next to his bed and pulled out a blue-purple plastic bag with his index and middle fingers. "Mine is blueberry flavored."

You're awesome.

Liang Zaibing finally met someone with an even thicker skin than him.

A few viewers entered the live stream room, but left quickly, and the number of viewers fluctuated around 5.

At that moment, a comment popped up on the virtual screen in front of him: "Watch out, streamer, he's going to kick you."

Liang Zaibing rolled her eyes and ignored the netizens who were spouting nonsense.

The two tacitly divided the tasks and began searching the interior furnishings.

If you don't even check before falling asleep, who knows how many "friends" will come to have a friendly chat with you in the room at night.

There was a thin layer of dust under the bed, but nothing else was unusual.

The wardrobe is crammed with all kinds of stage costumes and performance outfits, both men's and women's.

The socks alone filled an entire compartment, including lace ankle socks, calf socks, and leggings—Liang Zaibing had a sense of déjà vu, as if she were looking at the private collection of some pervert.

Liang Zaibing carefully turned all the clothes over to make sure there was nothing hidden in the pile.

"here."

A discovery was made in the restroom that Ivan was in charge of.

Ivan pointed to the bracket that held the shower head in place, and Liang Zaibing noticed the unnatural circular protrusion on the side.

"Camera?"

Ivan nodded and pointed to several other places, including even the toilet drain.

If these cameras hadn't been discovered, how many disgusting videos would have been filmed?

While feeling a chill, Liang Zaibing was also shocked by Ivan's counter-surveillance capabilities. Could such a level of keenness belong to a secret unit?

Ivan wandered around the bathroom for a while, seemingly looking for a suitable weapon.

Liang Zaibing returned to her room, found a makeup brush of the right size on the dressing table, and handed it to Ivan.

Ivan swiftly stabbed the protrusion on the support frame, bursting it open.

A mixture of red and milky white liquid splattered out, accompanied by a piercing scream that lingered in the air.

Is this thing alive?

Liang Zaibing picked up another brush and fiercely poked and popped another protrusion on the corner of the mirror.

Another scream.

I feel much better now.

Liang Zaibing threw the dirty brush into the trash can, handed the rest of the work to Ivan, and went back to her room to continue the search.

Liang Zaibing couldn't find any other abnormalities by mealtime.

But he doesn't think the dormitory is a very safe place; it's just that those terrible things haven't appeared yet.

The cafeteria is on the third floor, and the entire hall is decorated in vibrant macaron colors, but the tones are a bit muted, which gives it a strange dreamlike feel.

There were seventeen or eighteen windows in total. Liang Zaibing went through each one, but all he saw was grass.

Liang Zaibing slammed the plate containing half a bowl of grass salad onto the table.

Holy crap, are you raising rabbits?

This is even worse than the Korean exchange students; at least they have some pickled vegetables. His meal didn't even have a grain of salt, so he didn't even have the energy to run.

Liang Zaibing angrily drank a whole pitcher of milk, intending to drink the poor dog company's money.

Suddenly, hundreds of people flooded into the live stream. Liang Zaibing didn't think they were there to watch her eat fodder; who would be that bored?

"Wow, Song Jie looks absolutely stunning from this angle too."

"I'm licking it, Sister Song has been beautiful since she was a child."

Liang Zaibing immediately realized that they had come to see Song Yinghao.

Is she really a veteran gamer?

Even for a streamer known for her good looks, such high popularity could have been achieved simply by accumulating points.

"Sit closer to Sister Song, I'll give you a tip."

Damn, who are you insulting?

The next second, Liang Zaibing quickly moved the plate to a different spot, then gave the screen a fawning smile, "Is it close enough?"

[“Goddess Song’s Complete Approval” - 50 points awarded]

Just kidding, a fool wouldn't make money if he could.

"Holy crap, why is Goddess Song in this low-level dungeon? Didn't she just clear an A-rank dungeon a couple of days ago?"

"You're a fake fan, aren't you? This dungeon has nothing else to offer, except one requirement: good looks. Sister Song often goes into this dungeon to find a man she likes to be her sugar daddy."

"Ahhhhhh, I also want to be noticed by the goddess."

"Goddess, I don't want to work hard anymore."

"How about a pretty boy girl? (T^T) Don't be so rigid about gender."

After reading a few comments, Liang Zaibing felt a deep respect for Song Yinghao.

She's truly a heroine.

After finishing the fodder, Liang Zaibing swayed back to his dormitory, his belly full of water.

Viewers who had spent ages admiring the screen from his perspective ruthlessly left the live stream.

Damn it, these heartless bastards.

While sitting on the edge of the bed to digest her food, Liang Zaibing casually opened her personal information panel to see if there were any changes.

The top right corner features a stiff, white-background, one-inch photo of a young man in his early twenties, so rigid it looks like a funeral portrait, and wouldn't look out of place hanging in front of a mourning hall.

Liang Zaibing muttered to herself, complaining that the photo made him look ugly.

[Player Name: Liang Zaibing]

【Life: 100/100】

[Stamina: 73 (A useless college student who gets out of breath after running two laps, but don't doubt it, this will be your peak performance in college)]

[Intelligence: 86 (Your intelligence is currently on a downward curve, from its peak to its lowest point, as you've just entered university)]

[Spirit value: 100/100]

[Friendly Reminder: Mental stats affect score calculation and sanity. Below 60, your thinking will become chaotic. If it drops to 0, you will be assimilated by the dungeon and become a mindless monster, unable to leave the dungeon forever.]

Luck: 59 (-1 for myself, 60 for the luck of drawing for others)

[Charm Value 76 | 100 (So-so with humans, absolutely amazing with ghosts, you're a little snack that all ghosts love)]

When I opened the panel again, the system notes were still full of malice.

But none of this discouraged Liang Zaibing; it was just that the system's vulgar aesthetics couldn't appreciate his fresh and refined handsomeness!

The bottom section, [Talent Skills], was grayed out and locked before the dungeon officially opened, but now it's flashing and glowing, indicating that it can be drawn.

Liang Zaibing rubbed his hands excitedly, ignoring his negative luck, and silently chanted "draw skill," hoping to get a golden light in one go.