Thanks to Yellow Hair's death wish and Pink Hair's damned curiosity, the two once again had the honor of becoming the lucky ones Shen Ru selected for the next Instance.
The system's fragmented consciousness had been confirmed.
As its lingering consciousness fled in panic, its only escape routes were the countless Instances within the Infinite Channel.
Fortunately, Mo Yu had prepared thoroughly for this operation. His primary purpose in altering the game's consciousness had been to intercept any messages the Instances sent out.
Now all they had to do was catch their trapped prey and purge the channel system's remaining consciousness, without alerting the damned human who had created it.
Perhaps because the system was still around, the cold, unfamiliar mechanical voice echoed in the Players' ears once more after they entered the Instance.
This time, however, Shen Ru actually heard unmistakable malice in that mechanical voice.
Ding! All Players detected. Now opening S-rank Instance: Virtual Town. No time limit. Friendly reminder: this is a role-playing Instance. Complete your tasks according to the plot prompts. Loading plot...
A crackle of static followed, then the system fell silent, as though it had vanished entirely.
Entering this Instance was different from usual.
A wave of dizziness washed over Shen Ru. He swayed, pressing his palm against the wall and feeling its chill.
Judging by the smooth surface, it was probably a mirror.
Shen Ru opened his eyes and began carefully surveying his surroundings.
It was a cramped bathroom with rather dim lighting, but it lacked the unpleasant smell he might have expected.
The door behind him was tightly shut. The entire space was deathly still, with no sound except his own breathing.
Shen Ru turned his attention back to the mirror facing him. Whoever owned this place must have been