You Can't Grind Game Dungeons Like This

"You analyzed correctly. I also suspect it's related to that auntie, because three of us in our dorm... entered the dream."

Who would have thought a kind gesture would drag herself and her friends into an endless nightmare. If she could choose again, she definitely wouldn't have gone to the 83 Shopping Mall last night.

"When Brother Sheng first told me, I thought he'd suddenly developed a talent for writing novels," Ben Yu said seriously as he opened the door for Gu Yunting and the other girl, then ushered them in with a smile.

The two almost thought they had the wrong private room, and were about to turn and leave if not for Yuan Ling's familiar pink hair tail.

Everyone in the room was now present.

It was as if they were being monitored. Just as the girls all sat down, everyone's phone rang at almost the same time with an untimely sound.

Picking up her phone, which had been face down on the table, Zheng Wuyou immediately felt an ominous premonition.

Although all the notification sounds were mixed together, she still recognized Gu Yunting's notification sound among them.

This coincidence made everyone exchange glances, then nervously take out their phones and tap on the eye-catching message box on the screen.

"Congratulations to the first batch of Dream Experience Officers for qualifying. An additional reward has been granted. All rewards will be sent to your dream tonight. Please check carefully."

Seeing this message, Zheng Wuyou breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time, she didn't understand what it meant for the rewards to be sent to their dreams tonight.

They had said seven days later, they couldn't possibly catch them off guard like this, right?

After seeing the message, the atmosphere, which had slightly eased, became heavy again.

Gu Yunting and Ben Yu, in particular, looked as if they had eaten something foul.

"I asked someone to trace the number this morning. Even virtual numbers have an originating IP, but this number doesn't. It's like it was constructed out of thin air, without any technical support framework," Ben Yu said, handing his phone to Miao Laisheng. He slumped onto the chair with a pained expression. Fortunately, he had already sent the server away; otherwise, he would have lost face looking like this.

"Wuyou, I received a text message saying I've become a second batch Dream Experience Officer. The dream that was supposed to be in seven days will now be entered tonight..." Gu Yunting, unsure of her own feelings, also handed her phone to Zheng Wuyou beside her. The content of the message stabbed at Zheng Wuyou's eyes like a needle.

If that's the case...

Zheng Wuyou understood. The so-called reward tonight was probably to accompany the second batch of Dream Experience Officers...

What happened to the promised seventh day???

"How is this thing like a stubborn stain, it even spreads!" Zheng Wuyou threw her and Gu Yunting's phones onto the table, staring speechlessly at the ceiling. The problem now was to figure out how to prevent Old Gu from entering the dream.

And how Old Gu, who hadn't seen that corpse yesterday, and Ben Yu, whom they had just met, were selected for the second batch.

It now seemed that opening up the second batch meant more would be opened up later. They were likely drawn into the dream because they witnessed the scene at the supermarket.

And the only condition Gu Yunting and Ben Yu met was hearing this story...

"It's over, we shouldn't have told you... Once you enter the dream, it's a dangerous situation!" Yuan Ling slumped her head onto the back of the chair powerlessly, staring blankly at the ceiling. She didn't want to see any unwelcome partings there.

Ben Yu, sitting next to Miao Laisheng, was equally distressed. He also looked at the ceiling, wondering if he could handle those messy stories if he went in.

"Can you two tell me about your dreams?" Miao Laisheng, as if having thought of a countermeasure, looked at Wushen and Yuan Ling. He completely ignored the fate of the people beside him, waiting for them to speak with a determined look.

"Yes..."

Yuan Ling, not understanding what this handsome guy wanted, didn't hide anything and told him everything as she had explained that morning.

She also told him Wushen's story.

Miao Laisheng clearly remembered the scene when he entered the dream, and he hadn't expected the stories of the others to be so niche.

To avoid any accidents tonight, Ben Yu directly booked a suite at a hotel upstairs. His generosity stunned Yuan Ling and the others.

They knew he was rich, but they didn't expect him to be this rich. A single swipe of his card was equivalent to their monthly living expenses.

They were all students, how could the spending gap be so large?

As expected, artists were never poor...

The girls returned to the suite and nervously played on their phones, huddled on the sofa. Yuan Ling had no intention of playing games tonight either, even though her team kept urging her to log on.

Wushen couldn't watch dramas either. Seeing a drama reminded her of the scenes in the dream.

Thus, a strange atmosphere permeated the suite.

An atmosphere that looked lively but was also very quiet.

Devoid of any vitality.

"Let me confirm again! After I go in, I can't hesitate where I am, I can't interact with NPCs, I can't... what else was there!!" Ben Yu was the first to lose his patience. He paused the video he had been replaying on his phone countless times, retracted his crossed legs, and asked Miao Laisheng sitting opposite him.

"Memorizing it is useless. React as it happens."

Hearing his question, Miao Laisheng didn't even look up, still diligently processing the messages from his master on his phone.

This answer was as good as no answer... Ben Yu slumped back onto his single sofa with a look of utter despair.

"Old Gu, are you feeling any physical discomfort?"

She had given him coffee and tea earlier. After drinking so much caffeinated stuff, Zheng Wuyou was worried he might develop tachycardia or something.

"..."

But she didn't get a response, only heard a breathing sound mixed with the audio from multiple videos.

The breathing was calm...

Has it started?

Zheng Wuyou then put down the phone from her face and sat up abruptly.

The people beside her looked as if their souls had been ripped out, maintaining their poses with videos still playing on their phones, but their eyes were closed.

"When did they leave!"

Just as Zheng Wuyou took the phone that was about to hit Yuan Ling's face and placed it on her lap, a wave of drowsiness washed over her. Her vision went black, and she collapsed.

Falling straight towards the sofa, she felt her body bounce off something soft. Her mind immediately cleared, and she opened her eyes.

But the scene before her was no longer in the suite