Where's the cute girl we were promised? She's completely wiped out S-rank dungeons!

Goosebumps rose from his tailbone to the back of his neck. He Xiao's curses caught in his throat, and he couldn't utter a single word. Even his forehead was covered in cold sweat. After coughing twice, he said, feigning nonchalance:

"If you're sleepy, go back to your room and rest! It won't matter if you leave a minute or two later."

This was definitely the best attitude he had ever shown towards Song Yuan since entering this instance.

Cui Xiaofei looked up in confusion, "Hey? No way, Brother Xiao, are we going to wait for her to take a nap before getting up to look for clues? Isn't that a bit too much...?"

"Shut up!" He Xiao snapped at him, then waved for Song Yuan to come inside. "Come on in! Lie down and get some rest. The two of us are enough."

Since he's already said that, there's no need to be polite. Song Yuan nodded, pushed open the dormitory door, and went inside.

"Then I'll rest now."

He Xiao watched her close the door, touching the butt of his gun and pondering to himself:

This woman definitely won't survive tonight. The sudden drowsiness is definitely a warning sign; Zhao Meng was abducted last night after falling into a deep sleep.

If the monster follows her and catches up to them, it would be terrible if it affected him!

But then again, how could he be sure that Song Yuan had really fallen for the trap and was going to be killed tonight, or that she was just putting on an act to fool him and was actually betraying him so she could act alone?

"It still doesn't work... I need to be careful."

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"Let's go!" Having prepared a backup plan, He Xiao felt relieved and gestured to Cui Xiaofei, "I refuse to believe this stupid dungeon can be that hard!"

After entering the room, Song Yuan lay down on the bed and quickly fell into a deep sleep. She didn't know exactly how long she slept, but a rhythmic knocking sound woke her up in her drowsy state.

She slowly opened her eyes and sat up in bed. Only then did she realize that the moonlight tonight was frighteningly bright, illuminating the room in a stark white light; and a constant "thump-thump" sound was coming from the corner of the window at the back of the dormitory.

It was as if someone was pleading with her to open the window and let it in.

Song Yuan sat on the bed with her arms crossed, letting it knock. After a while, the knocking suddenly stopped on its own. A loud crash of shattering glass rang out:

"Sizzle—"

A heavy brick smashed through the glass, creating a hole in the corner of the window. The next second, a deathly pale face loomed in front of it:

The face had no whites in its eyes, and two lines of bloody tears trickled from the corners of its eyes to its chin. A childish mouth stretched to its temples, revealing a bizarre smile. It was clearly a child's face, yet just one glance at it was extremely unsettling.

"Teacher...didn't you promise me you'd be my mother?"

"But why won't you open the door for me?!"

"Didn't you promise me?! Open the door! Open the door! Open the door—"

The child had a sinister smile on his face before, but when he said the next sentence, his face twisted in an unbelievable way, his tone filled with malice and resentment, and his huge scream seemed to shatter glass.

"!"

Song Yuan suddenly opened her eyes, sat up straight, and realized that she was no longer in the school dormitory.

This place resembled a cellar or a woodshed. It was pitch black, with only a sliver of light filtering through a crack in the door not far away, but not enough to see anything freely.

The air was thick with the smell of rotting raw meat, mixed with a strong stench of blood. She could only tell from the sensation beneath her that she was sitting on a pile of straw, her hands and feet tightly bound with rope.

"...Okay, it's settled then, I'll sell it to you for three thousand!"

"...Hey, Old Li, you can't cheat me! This guy's barely passable in looks, but he's nothing special! Plus, he's skinny and short, it's uncomfortable to hug him!"

"Oh, then don't buy it? There are plenty of people waiting to buy it. The family next door, their son has lost three wives and is now thinking about buying a new one. It doesn't matter who I sell it to, it's still my business."

"Tsk... Fine, fine! Three thousand it is... Come with me, I'll get the money for you."

One of the two voices was one she didn't recognize, and the other was the voice of the village chief, Li Dazhuang.

Once it was quiet outside, Song Yuan curled up. Because her hands were tied in front of her, she easily reached for the blade hidden in her boots and effortlessly cut the ropes. She then took out a flashlight and began to examine the room.

She didn't know until she looked, and then she discovered that less than half a meter away from her was a female corpse that had been dead for who knows how long.

The body had already begun to decompose; the woman's face was slashed beyond recognition. She was only wearing an old-fashioned floral blouse, with nothing covering her lower body. Song Yuan paused, then pulled over some straw and covered her with it.

It turned out there was more than one female corpse. There were seven or eight other women lying in the room, all barely alive. Each of them was wounded and lay scattered about.

As Song Yuan continued taking pictures, she unexpectedly spotted a familiar face:

"Are you Zhao Meng?"

The woman crouching in the corner seemed to have not heard a normal human voice in a very long time. After she asked the question, the other woman was stunned for almost a minute before slowly brushing aside her disheveled hair, revealing a haggard face, and looking up at her.

Those empty eyes were quickly replaced by a gleam of hope and excitement within seconds:

"...Why do you know me? Are you a player too?!"

Before Song Yuan could answer yes, she scrambled over and grabbed her skirt tightly: "Where's He Xiao?! Have you seen He Xiao? Has he discovered I'm missing? Is he coming to rescue us soon?!"

Song Yuan frowned, gently pinching her wrist with two fingers and pulling it off her skirt: "Even at a time like this, you still think he'll come to save you?"

The light of hope in Zhao Meng's eyes vanished instantly: "What...what do you mean by that...?"

Song Yuan then gave a brief description of He Xiao's reaction after she disappeared:

"Less than half an hour after you disappeared, he started looking at me with those dirty eyes. Do you really have any expectations of someone like that?"

By the way, you've been here for a day now, have you found anything noteworthy...?

"Aaaaaah, stop talking!"

Zhao Meng listened blankly to her words for a long time, tears streaming down her face. Suddenly, she broke down, covering her face and collapsing to the ground, pointing at Song Yuan's nose while sobbing and kicking her legs in accusation:

"Even at a time like this, you're still talking to me about clearing the game?! Aaaaaaaahhhhhh! How could he do this to me? How could he do this to me! I gave him everything I could... Waaaaaah, I was still waiting for him to come and save me! Waaaaaahh ...