On the first day of entering the infinite horror game, the system told her: "Please establish a close connection with the final BOSS of this instance and obtain his soul fragments. If you fail, it will be erased."
Lin Tang pondered for three seconds: "Establishing an intimate connection - oh, falling in love."
So she opened "Three Hundred Steps to Love", took notes under the gaze of the headless nurse, practiced smiling amidst the cries of resentful babies, and regarded the ghosts and ghosts in the copy as "a group of relatives and friends of her future boyfriend."
But she didn't know - the broken dolls she had sewn together, the hot milk left at the door late at night, and the shadow that shielded her from fatal attacks, all came from the same existence. He is the ultimate monster of the dungeon and the source of nightmares for countless players. He is currently hiding in the shadow of the corner, resisting the urge to drag her into his own domain and patiently waiting for her to knock on the door.
But she was too slow. He stood in front of her for three minutes, and she didn't realize he was a ghost. She still asked him, "Are you the new intern?"
The monster was silent for a long time, then took off the hair in front of his face: "You see clearly."
Lin Tang stared at him for two seconds: "Oh, so you are also a patient? How can I get to the dean's office? I want to submit a love application form."
To make matters worse, other ghosts and monsters in the dungeon are also starting to move around. The headless nurse knitted a scarf for her, the empty-eyed patient blocked the way for her, and even the old lady at the end of the corridor who no one could offend secretly left a "I'm covered" mark on her head.
In the dark corner, he smashed the third wall.
"... It's all mine."
