Game Trap

The faint glow of the television screen fell across An Qingyu's profile, staining his lenses a deathly pale white.

He sat calmly across from Yurina Takishiro, utterly unfazed by the sudden turn of events. Instead, he continued staring at Yurina Takishiro's body, a barely perceptible gray glimmer flickering in his eyes as he constantly analyzed him.

"Sorry, I think I was a little too rough." Yurina Takishiro smiled apologetically and gently raised a hand. The power throughout the entire Pure Land was restored. "It's been so long since someone other than the Oracle Envoys could talk to me. I got a little carried away..."

"It's fine."

An Qingyu adjusted his glasses and smiled as well. "I'm curious. You're obviously this powerful, so why did they manage to keep you here and experiment on you? At your... level, even if seven Oracle Envoys joined forces against you, you should still be able to get away unscathed, right?"

Yurina Takishiro shook his head.

"You can't?" An Qingyu was taken aback.

"If they joined forces, they still couldn't beat me." Yurina Takishiro spoke seriously. "Whether it's level, talent, skills, HP bar, or combat power, even combined, they can't win against me. After all, I have a world Boss-level stat panel."

"..."

If An Qingyu had not played games for a while before, he might not have understood what Yurina Takishiro was talking about at all.

"Besides, I don't want to leave this place."

"Why?" An Qingyu asked in confusion. "Locked in this room and used for experiments like a lab rat by them—don't you long for freedom?"

"But if I leave here, I won't be able to play games anymore."

"...?"

Yurina Takishiro glanced at him. After hesitating for a moment, he rose from the sofa. His long white hair trailed across the