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Chapter 189 Hell-Level Dungeon: Yangyang's Revenge

When Ji Yi opened her eyes again.

I saw a familiar room, and I was sitting on the sofa.

The previously expansive view returned to normal. Looking down at my hands and legs, I realized my entire body had returned to normal.

Ji Yi still remembers Yang Yang's resentful face and the cold system notification sound when she left the instance.

"The outcome has been bad, and my initial choice will one day bear the consequences."

He repeated the words he had so vividly remembered.

It seems that today is the day he will bear the consequences of his actions, but no one expected that this day would come so soon.

Looking at the room's furnishings, everything was exactly the same as when I left.

Even the renovation layout she participated in with Yangyang, every detail matched the memories in Ji Yi's mind.

"I'm going to die here?"

Ji Yi stood up and looked around. Yang Yang was not in the living room.

Who knows? This place may seem unchanged, but it has actually undergone a complete transformation. Are you curious? Why not try opening Yangyang's room door?

Seeing this, Ji Yi stood up and walked towards Yangyang's room.

Clinging to a sliver of hope, he checked his personal status bar, but apart from [Eye of Data] which was still active, all other equipment and skills had turned gray.

There was no way to escape.

This is a dungeon specifically designed for him; the evil he sowed before is now reaping the bitter fruit.

Logically speaking, the members of the Headhunter Alliance should have no way to access this instance, since it has become Ji Yi's private instance in a sense.

However, it doesn't seem to make any difference whether Ji Yi comes in or not.

Ji Yilai's death was tantamount to being executed.

The fact that others accidentally entered was a mistake, and it would be normal for them to be erased.

Thinking about it, Ji Yi turned the doorknob of Yangyang's room.

Then he saw a living room.

It's a living room exactly like the one I'm in.

"What's going on? If you want to kill me, why go through all this mental torture?"

Indeed, wasn't the mental anguish he caused Yangyang back then immense?

"What a hassle, why not just give me a quick death?"

Ji Yi walked impatiently to the second living room, then went straight to Yangyang's room and turned the handle.

It's still the same living room.

"What do you mean? Solving the mystery?"

Ji Yi was puzzled and spent ten minutes confirming the layout of the living room, which was no different from the previous one in any subtle detail.

Before he opens the door, it will be Yangyang's room door, but after entering the next room, Ji Yi will come out of her original room again.

Therefore, it seems that Ji Yi cannot check the other room doors either.

After closing the door behind him, Ji Yi opened it again.

What I saw was not my own room, but still the same living room as before.

"What the hell?"

Ji Yi went straight to the restroom, trying to find something different.

But it seems that only his room and Yangyang's room have problems; neither the bathroom door nor the shower door will cause any spatial changes.

"Data Eye, aren't you getting to work?"

[Due to the nature of this instance, the space has changed. As you continue your anxious exploration, more and more changes will occur, but they are not yet apparent.]

"Ha, exploration? I'll explore my ass! I'm tired, let's destroy it."

Ji Yi went straight to the sofa, slumped down, and quickly fell asleep.

Well, this is a place I used to live in, so I'm quite familiar with it and feel at ease here, right?
When Ji Yi woke up again, it was already dusk.

Feeling hungry, I habitually opened the refrigerator.

But there was nothing in the refrigerator.

I looked at the clean kitchen, and then at the surroundings.

"Are you trying to starve me to death?"

With no other option, Ji Yi seemed to have no choice but to follow the rules of the game.

So he opened Yangyang's room door again, and this time something seemed to have changed.

The photo of the two of them, which was originally placed next to the bookshelf, is now only half full in the frame. It shows a girl with a gloomy face.

The other half of the photo.
[It's in the drawer; don't complain that I'm useless this time.]

Ji Yi went straight to the drawer and found the other half of himself, but he no longer recognized it.

The faces of the people in the photo were covered with dense, messy lines drawn with black carbon pen, making it seem as if the paper would be punctured if the pressure were applied any harder.

This is the only change that has occurred in the room so far.

Will the next living room be even more different?

Ji Yi sighed. He wasn't frightened by the terrifying atmosphere; he just felt that fate was playing tricks on him.

When he left the Yangyang instance, he had already guessed how to achieve a happy ending.

That is, to fall in love with Yangyang from the bottom of your heart, and to love her as she loves you.

But if she really succeeds, will Ji Yi still be willing to leave the instance?
No, so this is a dead end.

If you want to leave, you have to stay here forever from the bottom of your heart.

If the so-called good ending weren't actually a trap, Ji Yi wouldn't have been willing to try to break through it in such an extreme way.

Of course, this is not necessarily true. Perhaps Ji Yi simply doesn't have those kinds of feelings for Yang Yang, so in reality, she can't fall in love with Yang Yang.

With another sigh, Ji Yi walked towards the next living room.

There are many changes this time.

A blood-stained comb, shredded photos, and a flickering, distorted screen in front of the dance machine, occasionally displaying blood-red words—a capital "HATE".

The scene seemed to have become quite eerie.

Moreover, apart from the electronic screen, the other changes in the room are not noticeable. The subtle sense of unease created by this atmosphere is, in some ways, more terrifying than direct bloodshed and ghosts.

Upon seeing this, Ji Yi pondered for a moment, then scratched his head and said:
"It feels scarier to live here with Yangyang forever."

【.】

He remained calm, briefly noting the changes in the room before moving on to the next living room.

Opening the door, a new scene unfolded before me.

The once golden sunset turned blood red, and the sofa was torn to shreds by scissors, revealing the cotton inside.

The refrigerator is leaking water and has an unpleasant odor from not being cleaned for a long time.

Ji Yi could almost visualize in her mind how a hysterical, crazy woman would behave after experiencing setbacks.

"Since the room resets every day, is this something she did at different times?"

Thinking about this, my mood seemed to grow even heavier.

Ji Yi went straight to the next living room.

The house became even more cluttered, with bloodstains in some places, and the trash can in the bathroom contained clumps of hair stained with blood.

Ji Yi's heart pounded more and more as she looked at it, and she finally lost her composure.

"If I've caused you so much pain, then you might as well kill me."

Ji Yi walked towards the next living room.

Without complaint or resentment, his gaze grew increasingly resolute as he navigated through one terrifying room after another.

In this incident, Ji Yi was indeed innocent and was inexplicably dragged into it.

Yangyang is the same; her obsessive infatuation with herself may just be a joke played by some god.

The gods are supreme beings, transcending the game itself. Their attitude towards players is roughly like a child teasing two groups of ants fighting with a stick—just for fun. But if you're being manipulated by the gods, can seeking help from other gods resolve the issue?

Ji Yi suddenly thought of the evil god.

"Wait... what the evil god said..."

Open the inventory, and there it is, lying there.

"No matter how much authority the game system has, it can't surpass that of these gods."

Thinking about it, Ji Yi tried to take it out of her backpack.

"Yes, I can take it!"

Ji Yi touched the letter and pulled it out halfway.

If we can rely on this letter, perhaps he is not without hope!

Just as he was about to pull the letter out, he suddenly felt as if an electric current was flowing through his hand.

"what!"

He cried out in pain and pulled his hand away.

"Damn it, this letter is biting!"

Ji Yi was about to take out the letter when she suddenly realized that this time it wouldn't work.

"Damn it, I clearly touched it just now, why can't I take it now? Little Eye! Get to work!"

We don't know, and we dare not ask.

Ji Yi: "Useless piece of trash."

I tried a few more times, but I still couldn't get it out.

"Damn it. I've been tricked by the gods."

Ji Yi suspected that it was the god behind Yang Yang who did it, but there was no evidence.

Speaking of which, Ji Yi knew about the evil god, the false god, and that guy from the Headhunter Alliance—who was behind it all, and supposedly a god who controlled lies, etc. Why did she think it was this kind of god? Never mind, it's not important.

"And what deity is behind Yangyang? The god of mischief?"

Ji Yi thought about it and felt that the possibility was quite high.

After failing to gain the trust of the evil god multiple times, Ji Yi completely gave up on the path of the evil god.

Now, it seems that all that awaits him is an endless cycle of rooms.

The glimmer of hope that had just risen was extinguished, but Ji Yi didn't feel a great sense of loss. It was hard to tell whether she didn't care or was simply not afraid of death.

"Yeah, I'm still afraid of death. Who doesn't want to live?"

As Ji Yi spoke, she pushed open the door to the next room.

The blood-red twilight had now grown very dark, and it looked as if darkness might fall at any moment.

Ji Yi didn't want to see any more of the uncomfortable scenes in the room, so she continued forward.

"If I could live, I would definitely want to live. I've never had a CCB in my life, it's such a huge loss."

Push door.

Then, I saw a completely dark living room.

"If I can get out of here alive, I might as well confess my feelings to Xie Jiayi. No... what am I even dreaming about?"

The next room was pitch black.

It made a "splashing" sound when stepped on, but based on its viscosity, it didn't seem like water.
"Damn it, it's such a waste to die like this! My wonderful life has only just begun. At least let me lose my virginity before I die! By the way, Yangyang, can you hear me? Can you *kill me?*"

Ji Yi felt like she had no control over her mouth anymore. Since she was going to die anyway, why not just talk nonsense?
We arrived at the next living room.

In the pitch-black room, Ji Yi saw the room's layout.

It wasn't that he had night vision, but rather that the entire room seemed to be distorted in some way, making it impossible for him to find the door for a moment.

"Haki Eye, aren't you supposed to be able to see through illusions? Why are you malfunctioning now?"

This is not an illusion.

"Whatever, it doesn't matter."

Ji Yi remained calm and continued walking towards the next room door.

The next room door opened, and the scene became even more distorted. Ji Yi could clearly see that this place was full of psychedelic colors, and even had a feeling of losing her sense of self.

"So this is what happens after eating mushrooms. It's quite an experience in life."

Continue walking down.

The further you go, the more terrifying, eerie, bizarre, and indescribable the scenes become.

When the things in front of him became things that Ji Yi could not understand, he actually felt much better.

At least the 100% mental resistance of the Data Eye is no joke. Ji Yi now feels like she is looking at the paintings of some abstract masters. Anyway, she can't understand them, so she feels much better.

After passing through countless doors.
The data eye suddenly popped up the following text:

I think you need to be mentally prepared, because the scene in the next room will be completely different from all the previous scenes.

Ji Yi paused for a moment, then abandoned her nonchalant attitude.

His expression turned serious, and after hesitating for a few seconds at the door, he finally turned the doorknob.
This is a girl's bedroom.

The bed was covered with pink sheets and blankets, and to the side opposite the bed was a computer with a pair of large photos of a man and a woman pasted on the edge of the screen.

Ji Yi was stunned; this wasn't right.
As I stepped into the room, the door behind me closed silently by itself without any wind.

Ji Yi paid no attention to any of this.

"This familiar room, this familiar smell, and the familiar pile of blue and white stripes at the foot of the bed."

That's right, this is Yangyang's room.

But what about Yangyang?
There's a surprise waiting for you when you open the wardrobe; don't say I didn't warn you.

Ji Yi: "?"

My heart started pounding for some reason.

What's behind the wardrobe?
He tiptoed slowly to the wardrobe, his nervousness so intense it was almost unbearable, more so than when defusing a bomb.

Ji Yi didn't want to open it, but it seemed she had no choice but to.

After much hesitation, he finally slowly opened the wardrobe door.
then.

brush--

A figure pounced, and Ji Yi couldn't dodge in time. She was quickly knocked down by this petite and soft body and landed right on the bed.

Ji Yi felt a sudden dizziness, and it took her several seconds to realize who was on top of her.

"Yiyi, I miss you so much."

With tears welling in her eyes, Yangyang gazed tenderly at Ji Yi's bewildered face.

Before Ji Yi could react, she felt a warm embrace pressing down on her, as if trying to merge the two of them into one.

"It's killing me!"

Ji Yi squeezed out the words at an inopportune moment, but it was no use. He only felt someone peck him hard on the neck, then another, and another.

The confusion in my heart was amplified at this moment.

Ji Yi asked the same question she had asked in her dream last time.

"Don't you hate me?"

Yangyang stopped her frenzy and looked up at Ji Yi, who had been pinned down.

"I hate her, of course I hate Yiyi. All those words she said last time were lies. She's so mean."

Yangyang took out a crumpled, folded note from her breast pocket.

Ji Yi actually remembered this.

That was a message he left inside Yangyang's birthday cake.

etc.
That is to say?

Ji Yi seemed to have understood the current situation.

(End of this chapter)