A Strange Tale? No, It's a Boss's Family Reunion

Xu Ci was sent off by a single delivery meal. When she opened her eyes again, she had become a three-and-a-half-year-old toddler in a world of rule-based horror. Others entered at eighteen and faced death at every turn. She arrived at three, with a bizarre System cheat: she automatically became the “beloved daughter” of every instance’s final boss.

And so, the whole game went off the rails.

In a blood-soaked mansion with a 99.99% death rate, other players trembled as they read the “House Rules.” Xu Ci had already thrown her arms around the Blood-Dressed Lady’s leg. “I’m your baby!”

The next second, the terrifying lady’s eyes softened. She warmed up some milk herself and put the bottle in Xu Ci’s mouth.

The players: ??? Can we restart this game?

Xu Ci had planned to lie flat and coast through the game on her “beloved daughter” status, but she discovered she couldn’t leave the world of ghost stories. She could only be “forced to wander” from one instance to the next.

Well, at least her BOSS “mom and dad” had her back:

The vampire count makes his rounds at midnight? She’s asleep on the count’s coffin lid, drooling.

The innkeeper’s rules for killing? She’s helping “check in” guests at the front desk, though really she’s just doodling.

The zoo director goes berserk? She’s riding a mutated white tiger like a coin-operated kiddie ride.

Then one day, a piercing alarm rang in the minds of every survivor:

[The final instance, “Home,” is now forcibly opening! Final rule: survive, or belong.]

Xu Ci was swept into a vortex. She looked up, and her breath caught

The rusty security door and the apartment number covered in flyers were unmistakably those of the cheap apartment she had rented in her previous life.

From inside came the familiar sound of a spatula stirring food in a pan. Then a gentle, yet spine-chilling, woman’s voice called softly:

“Xiao Ci, I’ve warmed up your takeout. This time... eat slowly, and don’t choke again.”