Something was wrong.
Something was very wrong!
Lynn stared blankly at the scene, completely different from the secret room in his memories. For a moment, he even wondered whether his memory had failed him, or whether he had gotten everything wrong and this wasn't his home at all-whether he had simply come to the wrong place.
But that clearly couldn't be right. The mother downstairs was unmistakably his mother, and even the layout of the rooms matched his memories perfectly.
So why had this place alone turned into something like this?
Had the timeline really changed, causing the version of him in this world to develop some extremely abnormal tastes?
A bizarre image immediately surfaced in his mind: himself wearing a dress in this pink room.
In an instant.
Goosebumps covered his entire body.
[Ding! Your Sanity Value -10]
"Absolutely impossible!"
Lynn shot through the pink room that made his skin crawl at an unimaginable speed. With a grave expression, he rushed to the corner of the opposite wall and quickly began feeling around, his brow furrowed.
Zuo Zuo asked curiously, "Blockhead, what are you doing now?"
Lynn searched in earnest and said, "Something must have gone wrong somewhere. I can guarantee that before I went down to Hell, my mind was absolutely healthy. It's still healthy after going down to Hell, of course, but there's one thing I can tell you for certain: no version of me, in any world, could possibly be a pervert."
Zuo Zuo asked curiously, "What are you basing that on?"
Lynn's face darkened.
But he had no time to lecture this useless Left Hand now, because his lifelong reputation was at stake.
"The attic must have been decorated in this ridiculous way because the me in this world went through something and