The next day.
Lu Xiu woke early and entered the Construction Space.
Inside the Construction Space.
Lu Xiu stood in the first-floor corridor of the Mansion, the one that led outside.
It wasn't that she had already built the entire scenario through to its ending.
She had simply come up with too many ideas for the endings last night. She had skipped ahead to settle a few of them first.
Lu Xiu still needed to familiarize herself with combat dungeons. She needed to die a hundred times or so before she could fully adjust to their fighting style and rhythm. A dungeon like this, though, she could clear with her eyes closed.
The only question was how high a rating she would get.
So she could afford to be a little more spontaneous while building it.
At the end of the corridor stood a heavy wooden door with faint light shining through it. Beyond it lay the forest that marked the escape route in the original game—and the place where Viola's father appeared.
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Lu Xiu raised a hand.
Three clusters of data-light appeared in the corridor, swiftly weaving together and taking shape.
The first to form was the player's character: a slightly frail village boy dressed in coarse linen.
He was an ordinary character.
No magic, no skills, and pitifully low attributes.
In this dungeon, players would likewise be stripped of every supernatural power they took pride in. They could rely only on mortal instinct to run, dodge, and fight back.
In the story, he was the heroine's childhood friend.
"Next, the one being escorted."
Lu Xiu murmured softly. The second cluster began to take shape, and a petite girl with brilliant golden hair and a pure white dress appeared. Her skin was snowy white, her eyes wet like