"Host, raise your level within the time limit, or you will be banished to a dream island."
Xu Zhi clutched a pencil in despair, drawing a picture that could have been either a sun or a steamed bun.
"Why would you give a writer a drawing assignment?!"
"Warning, warning! Host is about to enter the mystery instance, The Ghost Bride. Find the cause of her inevitable death before her wedding day. Time limit: seven days."
Xu Zhi's mouth twitched, and his hand trembled around the pencil.
"Fine, modern mysteries are one thing, but why does it have to be so terrifying?! System, can't we talk this over? Give me a different theme!"
"Host's appeal has been submitted... rejected... Returning to the theme: mystery."
Xu Zhi fell to his knees in despair. "Death Alley, the Two Wives case, the voodoo doll, Thai black magic... What else do you want from me?!"
[Instance: The Ghost Bride]
[Scenery complete. Beginning transport. Host, please prepare. Countdown: one, two...]
Xu Zhi shouted, "Three!" then fell backward onto the bed and sank into a deep sleep.
[Please save us. Whoever you are, please save me...]
[Please, save me...]
