"No, I'm not crazy."
As Lu Xiu kept talking, she suddenly realized it.
There had been nothing wrong with the way she had cleared her previous games!
It had all been the system's misjudgment.
What crazy!
She had cleared this one normally too!
Her mouth had just run ahead of her.
As Lu Xiu thought this, she summoned the system panel and formally submitted her sixth instance.
A familiar window popped up—[Please enter the instance's basic information first]
Name, self-rating, style type, and the most important one: instance theme.
Lu Xiu brought up the virtual keyboard, moved the cursor to the instance theme field with practiced ease, pondered for a moment, then entered the theme: [Lies].
Then she began adding the description in her own style: "You will play an ordinary village boy (or girl) who steps into a mansion deep in the forest.
Here, every extraordinary power you pride yourself on will be completely stripped away.
And your blond, long-skirted, weak, helpless companion is trembling behind you, looking at you with damp eyes.
You have only one task: escort your childhood sweetheart and escape alive.
You must rely on mortal wisdom to run, solve puzzles, and evade those deadly mechanisms and traps.
And behind you, a terrifying monster with her eyes gouged out and both legs severed will always be following.
She drags herself across the ground with both hands, crawling with difficulty, letting out garbled roars as she madly tries to catch up to you, tries to reach out her hand to you.
Hold her hand tightly.
Protect her well.
Do not look back. Do not stop.
Take her away from here, push open the door that symbolizes survival, and return to your hunter father's side.
She is important. Important. Important.
However, kindness is often the paving stone