Weak in affinity talent? Female ghosts are eager to give hints.

"【no】!"

Playback of the [CG] has been temporarily suspended.

As Yang Zhenzhen's breathing grew increasingly agitated, An Lan tightened her two black stockings.

Her long, slender legs dangled back down from the bed. Yang Zhenzhen rubbed her excited, disheveled hair, staring at An Lan with a fascinated look, murmuring, "So... so this is what it feels like to have a man put stockings on me..."

His excited tone was tinged with a hint of melancholy.

Yang Zhenzhen seemed to remember something, and her mood inexplicably became melancholy.

An Lan watched her every move, carefully recalling the CG of Yang Zhenzhen's growth.

She had communication difficulties as a child, and her mental health issues worsened in middle school. Her father never paid attention to her feelings; she has endured everything under his control throughout her life...

So...

Deep down, she also longed for male care.

Or perhaps she wants to try something she's never done before?

"you..."

"Zhenzhen..."

"This isn't the reward you were talking about, is it?"

Hesitantly interrupting Yang Zhenzhen's emotions, the other party came back to her senses and stared at An Lan for a while before quickly sitting up and hugging An Lan with heavy breathing.

"you..."

"Don't die...don't die..."

"what?"

"We need to proceed 'step by step'... 'Proceed step by step'..."

The other woman, like a lovesick woman, kept biting An Lan's ear. Hot breaths escaped her lips, and just as Yang Zhenzhen couldn't resist trying to unbutton An Lan's clothes...

Yang Zhenzhen's pupils dilated in surprise!

As if she couldn't control herself, she kissed An Lan's earlobe several times with lingering affection before hastily releasing her embrace.

With her hands behind her back, she felt the warmth of Anlan's silk stockings on her back legs.

Yang Zhenzhen's expression gradually returned to calm, and she stared coldly at An Lan again: "Alright... the reward is over..."

"so..."

"Your reward is whispering in my ear?"

"snort--"

"Da da da—"

This time, Yang Zhenzhen ignored An Lan's teasing, snorted coldly, and resumed her usual aloof demeanor as she walked out of the ward.

"Tsk..."

"She really knows how to suppress herself..."

Watching Yang Zhenzhen leave, An Lan tapped her fingers, repeatedly recalling Yang Zhenzhen's earlier hint: "[Step by step]?"

What does that mean?

Should I take it one step at a time?

I haven't received the real rewards from the [Warehouse] or the [Laboratory] yet, but I do know how to enter the [Third World]...

If we proceed step by step, shouldn't we first get the real rewards from the warehouse?

"Affection level of 75..."

"Yang Zhenzhen wouldn't lie to me!"

"etc..."

"System, play the new affection level CG first!"

【drop--】

[Currently playing CG...]

As the familiar mechanical sound reached her ears, An Lan's vision went black again.

This time, it's a scene from a university classroom.

Teacher: Professor Yang, is your child really alright? She's changed dorm rooms three times already, and each time she gets into fights with other students... Also, her classmates say she has nightmares and screams every night... What do you think...?

Man: What's the problem? Nightmares are just a sign of stress! As for conflicts between classmates, isn't that normal? Instead of talking about these things, tell me! Zhenzhen is studying nursing, how are her grades?

She's going to take over the Yang family's hospital in the future!

Teacher: This...she's very talented, but she gets scared and nervous every time she interacts with people. I always feel like she might be...

[Man: Is that so? I understand! I'll talk to her about it!]

Teacher: Maybe...we should let the child rest. I have a feeling she's under too much pressure.

[Man: Shut up! What do you know?! I'm doing this for her own good!]

【...】

Despite the spacious classroom, the two people inside were speaking in a way that made it hard to breathe.

The footage was very short. After watching it, An Lan sat silently on the bed for a long time without moving.

"So..."

"Are you really doing this for Yang Zhenzhen's own good?"

Recalling Yang Zhenzhen's excited expression just now, An Lan felt inexplicably sorry for her. Just how much was she restricted by her family that she would get excited even by such a simple touch?

"This [copy]..."

"Perhaps all the mysteries will be solved after we go to the [Third World]?"

"According to Yuwen Ji, he intends to use the [Rationality Drug] as a last resort to save his life? If he has the [Rationality Drug], he should be able to return alive from the [Third World]..."

"But if I go to collect the real rewards from the warehouse now, I'll use up a 'Sanity Potion,' and what are the risks involved...?"

"..."

After pondering the pros and cons, An Lan hesitated for a moment but ultimately chose to trust Yang Zhenzhen. She decisively got off the bed and left the ward.

He walked towards the "elevator" and pressed the button for "-1".

"Ding-dong—"

The elevator doors opened.

To An Lan's surprise, Yuwen Ji was standing in the elevator.

The other person had their eyes closed and their body was convulsing strangely.

"Oh?"

"Is this guy activating his [talent] again?"

Looking at Yuwen Ji, his lips trembled, as if he were muttering something about "freedom," "freedom"...

An Lan immediately closed the elevator door and chose to take the stairs to the warehouse.

Even now, he is still no match for Yuwen Ji.

If Yuwen Ji were to regain consciousness and Yang Zhenzhen were not present, the other party could easily steal his [Soul Summoning] by activating it.

"Tap tap tap—"

"Tap tap tap—"

As An Lan descended the viscous stairwell, she couldn't see the numerical values ​​on her headband. But the instant she reached the warehouse door, she saw blood seeping from the iron gate, and the words "warehouse" transformed into "morgue"...

An Lan understood!

My [value] has jumped to [-15] again!

"Creak—"

Push open the door to the morgue.

This time, An Lan did not avoid the blood scabs on the ground. She walked straight onto the scabs and looked behind her.

"Click—"

As the sound of blood scabs cracking on the ground rang out, followed by familiar thuds of pounding, An Lan took out the [Sensitivity Potion] from her pocket and stared intently at the stairwell!

"Thump—"

"Thump—"

"Thump—"

A bizarre corpse, its head hanging upside down and dripping with blood, hopped out of the corridor and appeared before us!

"Ho-ho-ho-ho!!!"

On that shattered head, the corpse's eyes were fixed intently on An Lan. As its mouth twisted open, a sharp pain shot through An Lan's eyes, and thick, metallic blood dripped from them...

"Glug! Glug!"

An Lan didn't dare to hesitate at all and drank the bottle of [Rationality Potion] directly.

"Buzz—"

In an instant!

Everything in front of me began to distort rapidly...

The scabs on the ground receded, revealing cold, continuous ceramic tiles. The door to the morgue slowly transformed into the double doors to a warehouse, and the surrounding darkness was replaced by the pure white light of incandescent bulbs...

"Thump—"

As the hopping "corpse" vanished, the scene in the morgue instantly transformed into rows of stacked shelves and the normal layout of a warehouse...