Horror games? Whatever, I'll die.

Lin Yisen rubbed his eyes wearily and yawned. "Let's go back, I'm so sleepy."

"Mm," Liang Zaibing responded, no longer lingering.

The two of them, arm in arm, sneaked back to the corridor where SH-04 was located. Just as they were about to safely return to their dormitory, an uninvited guest suddenly appeared in front of them.

The man was shrouded in a layer of black mist, with only his face visible.

These mists should serve a similar purpose to the Boundless Cloak, protecting against the detection of the instance; otherwise, he wouldn't dare to appear here so openly.

Louis adjusted his glasses and smiled innocently, "You must have had a great time tonight."

I knew this guy couldn't possibly stay put.

Liang's face turned cold again. "What do you want to do?"

"It's like this, I can't sleep alone at night, so I'd like to find someone to keep me company, and it would be even better if we could chat about poetry, literature, and the philosophy of life."

Louis's tone was firm, leaving no room for negotiation.

That's a lie to fool people. And if researchers find that he wasn't in SH-04 but appeared in SH-03, then it's a done deal.

That pervert must be after the clues he brought back, wanting to reap the benefits without lifting a finger.

As an outsider left out, Lin Yisen pondered for a moment, then suddenly realized, "I know, using chatting as an excuse to ask to spend the night with someone else is an invitation to have sex with them, so you want to..."

Liang Zaibing tightly covered Lin Yisen's mouth and nose, and for a moment even thought of simply strangling him to death.

However, this instance is set in a laboratory, so keeping this nerd is still useful.

The atmosphere visibly became awkward.

It's as if the two people who were fighting to the death just a second ago have been turned into a poignant love story by a clueless passerby.

He's slandering me!

Now, it's a dilemma whether to fight or not.

If he doesn't hit, it proves he's showing mercy and has a guilty conscience; if he does hit, he'll beat him to death—his beatings are a sign of affection, his scoldings are a sign of love.

-----

"Haha ...

"Taking all sorts of supplements will only harm you."

"No way, no way, can anyone really ship our eldest son with the cult leader, such a weird pairing? (Lu Bing CP supertopic construction progress 1/10)"

"Count me in, I'll stew some meat for you guys [fly rubbing hands]"

-----

Louis narrowed his eyes slightly, seemingly considering something.

"If that's what you mean, I don't mind."

……

Damn it, you perverted bastard, you're trying to play the victim, making it seem like I was the one who had designs on you first.

Just as Liang Zaibing was hesitating whether to give him a whack or just run away, the top sponsor, who hadn't shown up for a long time, made a dazzling appearance with colorful special effects.

[The plumber tipped 5200 points]

After making the donation, the patron succinctly said, "Get rid of him."

"Wow, what a subtle number. But did you accidentally add an extra zero?"

"No problem, ten times 520."

"I can smell the atmosphere of a battleground."

"You're an expert, I think so too."

"This is so difficult, which couple should I ship?"

"I suggest you go for Lu Bing. Although he's not a great guy, at least he's got a decent face. And his sugar daddy might be a chubby middle-aged man."

"I'm so angry and cold. Can this world, which is obsessed with appearances, ever get any better?"

The viewer who questioned the sponsor was kicked out of the live stream the next second.

In addition to entrance effects and colorful bubbles, the top-ranked streamer also has some management privileges in the live stream room.

I'm sorry, but having points means you can do whatever you want.

-----

After a moment of silence, Liang Zaibing suddenly relaxed her brows and smiled broadly, "Sure, no problem."

Liang Zaibing even took a few steps toward Louis Sheng, getting so close they were almost touching.

Lin Yisen chirped softly beside him, "Hey, are you really going to say yes?"

Liang Zaibing's smile deepened. "Yes."

Just as Lin Yisen was about to ask a few more questions, he suddenly felt a powerful push from behind. He stumbled and fell straight into the black mist surrounding Louis Sheng, his vision instantly obscured.

The thin mist seemed to stretch endlessly, its boundaries impossible to grasp.

He struggled to escape, but to no avail.

Through the fog, the sound seemed to come from a very far place.

"You've got your late-night chat partner; how much you can get out of him is up to you."

“His mouth is quite tight; you can try to torture him.”

"!!!"

It was only then that Lin Yisen belatedly realized he had been tricked. He frantically rummaged through his backpack for life-saving items and put them on, even clutching the cursed object in his hand, preparing to break through with brute force.

The fog suddenly dissipated, and Lin Yisen was stunned for two seconds before he could see what was going on.

Liang Zaibing was gone, leaving only Lu Yisheng and him staring at each other.

Lin Yisen was glad that he had made sufficient preparations, otherwise he would be exposed to the surveillance cameras now and doomed.

Louis's expression was strange, showing a mixture of gloom and impatience at being tricked, but more so a keen interest.

"What are you looking at?" Louis's expression completely changed, and he glanced at him with eyes as cold as a knife.

"Huh?" Lin Yisen was stunned for a moment before he came to his senses.

They were so careless. Seeing Hongjun, they instinctively wanted to study him, completely forgetting that they were in a dangerous instance.

Looking down at the time, Lin Yisen realized it was almost 5:40 a.m. He immediately broke out in a cold sweat and slipped back to SH-04.

In the cold, metallic corridor, a dark mist flickered for a moment before vanishing without a trace, as if everything before had been an illusion.

When Lin Yisen used liquid alloy to open the door and returned to the laboratory, the first thing he saw was someone lazily dozing off against the railing.

Liang Zaibing opened her eyelids a crack, glanced at him, and then closed them again.

"Yo, I'm back."

Lin Yisen cursed and locked himself back in the cage, "You just tricked me and now you're pretending nothing happened, huh?"

"You're not injured, are you?"

"I was just lucky!"

“No, it wasn’t luck,” Liang Zaibing opened her eyes and looked at him. “I knew he wouldn’t lay a hand on you, that’s why I did it.”

This is the truth. Lin Yisen is a much more experienced player than him, and his survival skills are definitely much better.

Moreover, since Louis's target is himself, he is unlikely to go to great lengths to kill Lin Yisen when the experimenter is about to arrive.

By using the time he has to delay, he can return safely without Lin Yisen suffering any harm.

“To be precise, you weren’t scammed; you just helped me get rid of that troublesome guy.” Liang Zaibing held his hand very sincerely. “I will repay you.”

Lin Yisen was skeptical. "Really?"

"Really, I will definitely stand up to protect you if you are in danger."

Yes, I'll protect you from behind.

Seeing that his expression was serious and not feigned, Lin Yisen generously forgave him, saying, "It's alright, it's nothing serious."

-----

Looking at Lin Yisen's face as he fell asleep without any guard up, Liang Zaibing felt a pang of guilt, something she hadn't felt in a long time.

It's incredible that there are such gullible people in horror games who have survived to this day; they're practically rare creatures.

Was he incredibly lucky or did someone protect him all along?

Liang Zaibing was lost in thought.

Not long after, the incandescent lights in the laboratory came on again.

Lin Yisen, who was sleeping soundly with his head tilted to the side, was jolted up as if he had been electrocuted, and his head hit the top of the cage with a loud "bang".

"Why are you so flustered? Did you dream of ghosts?"

Lin Yisen's face was a little pale, and there was still a trace of shock in his eyes. "I really dreamed about it."