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

Upon hearing this, An Xiaomei sneered and said sarcastically, "Of course! There are only two of you. You two lovebirds are together all the time, how could you not be in love?"

Qiao Ran/Song Yuan: "..."

Qiao Ran wiped the sweat from her forehead and asked politely:

"Let me ask you, does our relationship seem ambiguous to others? What scene gave you that impression?"

An Xiaomei rolled her eyes to the back of her head, tilted her head back, and began to imitate Qiao Ran's speech:

"Didn't you say it yourself? 'She lost 100 HP to only 1-3 to save you!' And you're always whispering in people's ears, as if you're afraid others won't know what your relationship is?"

Even Xu Jian's gaze towards the two changed; so that's how it is! Actually, the two's skills are quite compatible, and in a sense, they are well-matched. It's just that this is only Song Yuan's third game, and she didn't expect the two of them to have developed this kind of relationship already?! Young people these days are so hot-tempered.

Qiao Ran was speechless. It felt like no matter how she explained it, it wouldn't be quite right, but if she didn't explain anything at all, it would be even worse.

"Please, I'm currently ranked second on the looks list, and I have tons of male and female fans. Don't you know idols can't date? Our relationship is very pure, not what you're thinking."

"Alright, stop with the useless talk."

Song Yuan didn't care about any of this; her expression remained unchanged throughout. She moved the knife to her side, looked at "An Xiaomei," and solemnly promised:

"Not just you, everyone here enters the game with aspirations. If you join our guild, I can assure you that one day our guild will reach the very top of this game."

All I can give you for now is a verbal promise. You're free to distrust me; even if you refuse, I'll still help you get through the game, provided I have the resources. After all, you're someone He Li takes good care of, and I'll do my best to get you out alive.

The statement "Everyone here has a wish" isn't entirely accurate. Because Song Yuan doesn't. She's a person without desires; even if she were given the chance to fulfill a wish, she wouldn't particularly want anything. She just wants to completely escape this damned game.

An Xiaomei's face was grim, and she glared at Song Yuan like a wild beast. Seeing that Song Yuan remained unmoved after staring at her for so long, and finding it pointless, she kicked her leg and commanded:

"Do you think it's appropriate to ask someone for cooperation and then treat them so unsightly?"

Qiao Ran nodded sincerely: "It's actually quite suitable for you. You're probably itching to kick one of us right now, aren't you?"

He at least had some self-awareness. However, Song Yuan still cut the ropes binding her. "An Xiaomei" stood up, stretched her arms, and asked fiercely:

"What's your guild's name? You should have a base and all the resources, right?"

Song Yuan answered honestly, "We have resources at the base, but it's hard to say about other resources. They'll come gradually in the future."

An Xiaomei frowned: "No way, this sounds so unreliable! You're not talking about a dormitory with bunk beds, are you?!"

In the end, "An Xiaomei" still signed the membership application. Her reason for agreeing to Song Yuan's request was exactly the same as Song Yuan's reason for believing in the kind-hearted version of An Xiaomei:

Because He Li only likes clean and pure people. Therefore, she believed Song Yuan's promise to her and believed that she was definitely not lying.

However, to distinguish between the primary and secondary personalities, Qiao Ran gave "An Xiaomei" a new name. "Wei Dayou" was indeed too awful, so the final version only changed one character, becoming "An Xiaoyou".

The balance of power began to tip subtly, slowly tilting in their favor.

Downstairs, Fu Zhengyang leaned against the corridor railing, continuously gulping down recovery potions.

Although Qiao Ran's skill only lasted for a short thirty seconds, during those thirty seconds he had a leg torn off, and his body was covered in bite marks. As a result, his mental value dropped by 27 points. After deducting the mental pollution from disappointment and the "Heartbroken Wife" NPC, his mental value is now only 48.

Looking at his perfectly healed wounds and his health restored to 100, he raised his hand and slammed it hard on the ground:

"Damn it!"

Xu Jian actually betrayed us! His original plan was to kill Xu Jian, not to make him join Song Yuan's side!

And that An Xiaomei, her obedience is just too weak! She rebels at the slightest thing that doesn't suit her, and suddenly there are two fewer people he can rely on. Doesn't that mean he only has Wang Daqiang left to rely on?!

So he has to take this slippery pig to fight against four people. How did the situation turn out like this?! They're just two new players, why did they make him look so pathetic?!

"President...President? What happened to you? Who did this?!"

Wang Daqiang arrived late, unaware that he had just been thoroughly scorned by Fu Zhengyang. Seeing Fu Zhengyang's disheveled state, he quickly rushed to help him up.

After Fu Zhengyang stood up with Wang Daqiang's help, he slapped Wang Daqiang's hand away. He was now extremely irritated by the sight of this pig, and he spoke sarcastically with a cold face:

"Get out of here! What, you're finally showing yourself now that it's dawn? You hid pretty well when it mattered most, huh? What use are you, you bastard, anyway?!"

Wang Daqiang awkwardly rubbed his hands together and chuckled sheepishly.

"Well... my mental energy is too low. If it drops two more times, I'll start to mutate. Besides, you saw it yourself, that girl snatched my weapon. I'm just causing you trouble by coming here."

In reality, these were all excuses. He was simply afraid of dying without his weapon, terrified of accidentally giving away his life. Only after dawn, and the "heartbroken wife" NPC who had been blocking his way, disappeared, did he dare to escape from the room where he was hiding and run to find his weapon.

Fortunately, his [Reckless Hammer] was simply discarded by Song Yuan in the corridor and was not seriously damaged.

Wang Daqiang looked around but didn't see Xu Jian or An Xiaomei. He was puzzled:

"President, where are Xu Jian and that woman?"

"Let's go back to the room and prepare breakfast."

Fu Zhengyang didn't even bother to acknowledge him, his face as black as ink. Wang Daqiang immediately stopped asking questions and could only slink behind him.

Fu Zhengyang had lost a leg to a bite. Although he drank a recovery potion, his trouser leg and leather shoes couldn't grow back like a leg, so he could only walk barefoot. This scene made Wang Daqiang's lips twitch, and he almost burst out laughing, clutching his stomach.

However, for the sake of his own life, he held back. But Fu Zhengyang seemed to have eyes in the back of his head; he suddenly turned around without warning, his eyes wide open, and threatened fiercely:

"If you dare to betray me, I will watch you turn into a pool of blood."