The sickly little one was adopted by a wealthy foreigner and became a favorite.

Ulan had no choice but to bite the bullet and head over, preparing to be led to the guest room by the butler.

But as she passed by the butler, he glanced at the doll and said to Ulan:

"Madam, please hand over this doll to us for safekeeping."

"We must eliminate all unsafe factors."

Ulan tightly protected Wutu:

"It's just a toy doll."

But the butler did not back down, maintaining his gentle smile as he looked at her.

Ulan hasn't figured out the dungeon yet, and doesn't dare to clash with the steward, so she had no choice but to hand it over.

The little guy was placed face up on the butler's tray, like a cute dessert.

He temporarily left Ulan and was led around the manor by the butler.

The black cat saw the servants waiting to go to work. When they grinned, they revealed rows of sharp teeth that were drooling from the smell of meat.

The gardener was digging something with a hoe, and the roses growing from the soil were covered in blood.

The housekeeper was counting the estate's expenses over and over again, but the accounts didn't seem to balance, so she cut off one of her fingers.

The chef laid out the sharp iron hooks, polishing each one until they gleamed...

In short, the little guy was so scared that he cried.

The rustling sound caught the butler's attention.

The butler looked down and saw that the little guy's eyes were very prominent from crying, and his tears had gathered into a river, turning into wide noodle-like tears.

"I'm too skinny, my bones are hard to chew, and I'm plain, so I don't taste good at all."

The little guy became tiny, and his voice became tiny too.

The butler lowered his head and listened again before he could understand what Wu Tu had said.

The butler looked at Wu Tu with surprise, seemingly also confused by Wu Tu's antics.

"Are you a monster too? Or a prop...?"

"Wait, you have a human scent on you?"

Looking at the mysterious doll, the housekeeper felt it was even more necessary to show it to the master.

Hopefully, this can soothe the husband's anxiety about losing their child.

The entire manor was in chaos during this period because the human child raised by the master was tricked and taken away.

So the man frequently opened dungeons, searching for people in batches, and then killing them in batches.

They've already stormed the system to ask what happened.

This bizarre world seems determined to make things difficult for everyone. If the bizarre boss is too powerful, it will try to suppress the other side. However, if the human players have it too easy, it will try to increase the difficulty.

But the gentleman absolutely refused to become a puppet of the system.

He still killed them without hesitation.

The system, seeing that its attempts to dissuade it were ineffective, has given up trying to stop it.

Although the highest level of the current dungeon is only S-rank.

However, the [Crimson Manor] dungeon has long surpassed the difficulty of S-rank dungeons.

These human players are unaware of the hidden dangers within this dungeon...

Wu Tu was eager to go back and remind Wu Lan, but he had already been led to a door by the steward.

Wu Tu could already sense the terrifying pressure and powerful aura emanating from within the door.

The little one cried even harder.

The housekeeper glanced at the crybaby before knocking on the door.

The door opened automatically, and a figure appeared behind the desk.

He hid in the shadows, the hazy black veil draping him in a layer of mystery and elegance.

Only half of his face was visible, and his icy blue eyes were so captivating that they seemed to see right through you.

Being stared at by him felt like being glared at by some emotionless beast...

The black doll was so frightened that it frantically tried to control its own doll body and escape.

But as soon as he moved, he was lifted up and brought in front of that person.

The little guy was even a size smaller than he was in his hands.

He immediately recalled the threats his parents had made to him in the previous copy.

Waaah, he's going to be eaten...

The little guy even forgot how to run; he could only stand there, frozen in place, waiting to die.

But in reality, that person simply emerged from the shadows.

He was still shrouded in the aura of black mist, but that layer of black mist had leaked through the little guy and enveloped him.

Wu Tu looked at the strange boss in front of her, who had an incomparably handsome face, golden hair and blue eyes, with a cold and solemn expression and an unyielding sorrow between his brows.

His body was much larger than that of the Crow, like a slender ghost, with a physique and height completely different from normal humans.

However, his figure was still well-proportioned, without being excessively or strangely thin; he was just rather pale, making him look more like a vampire.

The little guy estimated that this person was probably as tall as a one-story building.

He stared blankly at the other person, stunned by their appearance and beautiful yet dangerous blue eyes.

Being swallowed by such a powerful and bizarre boss wouldn't be so bad.

But the man didn't question him or eat him directly; he simply reached out and touched the little guy's round belly with his finger.

In reality, the little guy is very thin and has no excess fat at all. However, the doll's short limbs and round belly make people mistakenly think he is chubby.

Moreover, the man suddenly became agitated when he touched the little guy's belly, which made people think he was pleased that the little guy looked plump and delicious.

Seeing this, Wu Tu decided to give up and pried open the other's mouth, ready to jump in.

Winston was startled, and even the old butler almost cried out.

Fortunately, Winston has always been very composed and seems to have a lot of experience taking care of babies. His first reaction was to take the little guy out of his mouth.

Then Winston touched the doll's belly with his finger, and the little guy turned back to normal.

The boy, who was about ten years old, was easily pulled into Winston's arms with one hand.

Winston looked at him, his eyes revealing a complex emotion that Wu Tu couldn't discern.

But in the end, Winston didn't say anything, he just patted his head:

"Great, baby, you're finally home."

As Wu Tu listened to Winston's words, he couldn't help but shudder; his instincts seemed to be telling him he was afraid of something.

Just like when he first saw this manor, he thought, "This place is so big, I'll never get out. I'll be stubbornly kept here..."

Seeing such a powerful dungeon boss treat him so gently...

The little guy was incredulous.

Could he really be the child of this powerful and enigmatic boss?

The little one was still half asleep, a tear still clinging to the corner of his eye, and whispered:

"I don't remember anything..."

Winston didn't care at all; he held the black rabbit tightly in his arms, as if it were a lost treasure that had been found again.

However, those pale, ghostly hands that could cover his back held him firmly in Winston's arms.

"It's okay, as long as Dad remembers."

Winston, carrying the black rabbit, walked out the door and strolled down the hallway, eventually arriving back in the living room.

This time, however, all the NPCs were dressed in pleasing human skin disguises.

It's all because of the existence of Winston, the male head of the household.