The job change is a bizarre and calamity; the nation begs me to tone it down.

Of course, Gu Xu was a bit weak, but at least he knew how to arrange formations. Compared to those who blindly charged in before, his progress was still very obvious.

It's like a student who was a poor student improving from getting 10 points to getting 15 points.

Your score did go up, but do you really expect to pass with that...?

impossible.

The Styx palanquin continued to move forward.

At the end of the corridor was a huge stone door.

It's similar to the stone gate at the city gate that was blasted apart by the Eye of the Ancients, except that this gate is thicker and the runes on it are more densely engraved.

Gu Xu didn't let the Eye of the Past blow up the door this time.

Because the door opened by itself.

The two stone doors slowly slid open from the middle to the sides, making a heavy creaking sound.

The sound echoed repeatedly inside the empty temple, as if some ancient ritual was being awakened.

Behind the door was a huge, open space.

Very big.

So big that Gu Xu looked up at the ceiling while sitting in the sedan chair.

If that thing can be called a ceiling—it looks to be over fifty meters high.

The entire space is circular, with a diameter of at least 300 meters.

The ground was still covered with dark blue stone bricks, but these bricks were now engraved with dense patterns and runes.

The runes emitted an extremely faint red light, illuminating the entire hall floor.

Make it look like a giant magic circle spread on the ground.

Thick stone pillars stand around the hall.

Each stone pillar is over three meters in diameter and reaches the dome in height.

The stone pillars are carved with reliefs of various gods and monsters, their expressions ferocious and their postures distorted.

This is the BOSS room.

Gu Xu recognized him at a glance.

This spacious, circular space, the magic runes on the ground, the decorative stone pillars around it—it's the standard setup for a boss room. All that's missing is the boss in the center.

However, less than three seconds after Gu Xu and the five servants of calamity stepped into the standard-equipped BOSS room...

A song began to play.

The singing didn't seem to be coming from any particular direction.

Instead, it flooded into the ears from all directions at the same time.

It's like someone put a high-fidelity speaker in your left ear and a speaker in your right ear, and then pressed the play-alive button.

The key point is—the singing is beautiful.

The melody is melodious and gentle, like a mountain stream flowing over pebbles, or like the spring breeze blowing through a bamboo forest.

Clear, clean, and comfortable.

How comfortable is it?

Gu Xu noticed that the toes of his right foot tapped twice involuntarily in time with the beat.

Then he immediately realized something was wrong.

This is the boss room!

How the hell did "entire group enjoy the music" suddenly become an excuse?

But just as he realized something was wrong—

The scene before my eyes has changed.

The change came without warning.

There was no transition, no gradual change, just a sudden "snap," as if someone had switched channels directly on his retina.

Just a second ago, he was sitting in the Styx Ghost Carriage, facing a circular hall with a diameter of three hundred meters.

One second later—

Everything is gone.

In its place lies a landscape of mountains and rivers.

The verdant mountains stretch endlessly, their slopes covered with dense forests.

The branches and leaves of the trees shimmered with an emerald luster under some unknown light.

A light mist filled the air, and the rising fog drifted slowly through the valley.

The whole scene was so dreamlike, it was as if someone had magnified a scenic postcard a hundred thousand times and stuffed it inside.

Flowers were even blooming on the distant mountaintops.

pink.

Vast expanses of pink flowers blanket the hillside, their petals drifting gently in the unseen breeze.

It landed on the top of his ghost sedan chair.

It landed on the still-wriggling tentacles of the Eye of the Past.

It landed on Tucci's boil.

Gu Xu sat in the sedan chair, gazing at the picturesque scene before him.

There was a two-second silence.

Then, a slight twitch appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he said calmly, "Oh? A new trick?"

"What kind of person is that? They even changed the setting for me?"

"At least the first floor was a palace, somewhat befitting a proper boss. This second floor, they've turned it into a tourist attraction?"

"What do you mean? The Land of the Dead is now doing ecotourism?"

Of course, despite his complaints, Gu Xu was very serious about his boss.

All I can say is... this boss is something else.

Just as Gu Xu was about to say a few more words of complaint—

His gaze was drawn to something in front of him.

To be precise, it's not a specific thing.

It's a certain place.

In the very center of those mountains and forests, a vast expanse of white mist rose from the ground.

The fog was much denser than the surrounding water vapor, as if someone had set up a giant steamer in that spot.

At the center of the mist was a huge hot spring.

The area of ​​the hot spring is quite exaggerated.

Visually estimated, it is over 500 meters in diameter, and the water surface is as calm as a mirror.

The spring water is a color between milky white and pale blue, and it looks so clean that it hardly seems like it was formed naturally.

Then he saw that person.

A woman with long hair.

She was sitting in the center of the hot spring with her back to Gu Xu and the five servants of calamity.

The water level was just up to her shoulders.

Her long, black hair was spread out on the water like a black silk ribbon.

She is taking a shower.

A fair arm rose from beneath the water, scooped up a handful of spring water, and gently poured it onto the shoulder.

Water droplets slid down her shoulder line, refracting tiny sparkles in the rising mist.

If you were to take a screenshot of the whole thing, it could probably be used directly as an advertising poster for a high-end hot spring resort.

The singing came from her mouth.

Those melodious tunes were little tunes she hummed casually while taking a bath.

Sitting in the Styx Ghost Carriage, Gu Xu watched this scene, completely dumbfounded.

I wasn't scared.

It wasn't that I was captivated by its beauty.

I was simply dumbfounded.

Damn it.

Am I not clearing a secret realm?

How did it turn into a story about accidentally wandering into a women's bathhouse?

He glanced down at himself—a ghostly sedan chair from the Styx River, a vengeful spirit escorting a bride, followed by a wedding procession of thousands of monsters.

I looked up at the sky—millions of ravens blotted out the sun, the Eye of the Past hung in mid-air, and a dozen tentacles swayed.

Look ahead—a hot spring. Beautiful women. Taking a bath.

The incongruity between these three words and his current state is roughly equivalent to walking into a beauty salon while wearing a full set of anti-radiation clothing.

Gu Xu's lips twitched twice.

He subconsciously tilted his head and looked at the strange bride beside him.

The ghost bride sat next to him, still clutching the crescent moon fan she had just acquired.

Although his wife's expression was hidden by the red veil, Gu Xu could clearly sense that her mood was dropping.

It is falling at an alarming rate.

"Honey, this...this wasn't my arrangement."

Gu Xu quickly explained, "Look, this is obviously an illusion created by the BOSS. What does it have to do with me? I was just riding in a sedan chair; I didn't even touch the steering wheel on the way."