Damn...
This whole world was actually called the Furnace?
The contents of this prompt were even more shocking, to say the least.
And this time, the conditions for containment were crystal clear: complete them, and the mission would end.
At the same time, the previous mission hadn't failed again, which meant the two were running in parallel.
So what I needed to do was follow the mission instructions while looking for a way out of the Furnace?
If that was the case, the nature of these detailed, hair-splitting mission instructions had changed.
They weren't there to help me complete the mission. On the contrary, they were here to kill me.
Like a sharp spike hanging over my head. If I failed to complete them, my Sanity Value would drop.
And the claim that my Sanity Value would hit zero was downright horrifying.
At a glance, this was clearly a fight to the death.
If my Sanity Value really ran out, would the mission automatically fail and send me home to live out an idiot's life in peace, or would I still be trapped here, unable to leave, living as a disabled person?
"Why aren't you saying anything?"
Seeing Fu Qian stay silent, Media clearly thought she'd guessed right.
The next moment, her expression suddenly relaxed. She leaned closer, tilting her head as she studied Fu Qian, her smile as warm as a spring breeze.
"Actually, I'm very happy you came to see me, dear student."
"Even though you're rather quiet, I've always kept an eye on you."
"Am I usually that quiet?"
Her faint, alluring scent wafted over him. Fu Qian didn't move away, but asked with a smile.
"Yes. You don't seem to get along very well with the others. You hardly ever talk, and lots of people say