Are you kidding me?! The boss of the Hell Dungeon is a loli!

Happiness Mental Hospital, underground autopsy room.

The eerie blue light of the teleportation array receded beneath their feet.

Jiang Luo stepped onto the sticky tiles.

The walls were covered with green mold.

The air was filled with the stench of highly concentrated disinfectant and rotting flesh.

The deafening roar of an engine came from ahead.

Minced meat mixed with dark brown blood splattered on the wall.

Zhou Wei was wearing a white lab coat so dirty that its original color was unrecognizable, and he was holding a rusty heavy chainsaw in his hand.

He was frantically cutting into a bizarre experimental subject struggling desperately on the operating table.

"Damn white-haired brat! What the hell do you think you are?!" Zhou Wei cursed as he slammed the chainsaw down, spitting as he spoke. "You're just relying on that perverted maid! When I get my chance, I'll raze your crappy castle to the ground! I'll peel off your arrogant face and use it as a rag to stomp on!"

Sparks flew from the chainsaw.

The experimental subject let out a piercing scream.

Zhou Wei, however, laughed with a distorted expression, as if the piece of flesh under his hand was the new lord who had caused him so much humiliation.

Jiang Luo stood in the shadows of the dissection room, a strawberry lollipop in her mouth.

(￣_￣|||)

This bald bastard is truly a coward inside and out.

Call someone "master" to their face, but saw them through behind their back...

She lifted her short legs, which were clad in white stockings.

The little leather shoe stepped on a piece of broken bone on the ground.

A crisp snapping sound.

"Uncle, that was quite a satisfying cut," a soft, sweet, and clear loli voice echoed in the closed dissection room.

The roar of the motor suddenly stopped.

Zhou Wei's bulky body remained rooted to the spot.

He turned his thick neck with difficulty.

His bloodshot eyes looked like they were about to pop out of their sockets.

That little white-haired girl who should have been counting money in the castle across the street.

At this moment, she was holding the tattered button bear in her arms, tilting her head to look at him, her scarlet eyes flashing with dangerous light.

Clang.

The heavy chainsaw slipped from his hand and crashed onto the floor tiles.

It smashed two anti-slip tiles.

Zhou Wei's knees went weak.

He knelt heavily on the blood-soaked ground with a thud.

The kneecap struck the ground with a dull thud.

"My lord! Why have you come in person!"

"I've come to see how my subsidiary business is doing." Jiang Luo chewed on a piece of candy and slowly walked up to Zhou Wei. "And I'd also like to hear what advice you have for me, Uncle."

"No objections! Absolutely no objections!" Zhou Wei was sweating profusely, his bald head covered in beads of sweat the size of soybeans. "I was just scolding this disobedient test subject! Yes! This stupid pig actually dared to defy me! I was teaching it a lesson!"

Jiang Luo rolled her eyes inwardly.

You're kidding me!

Do you think I'm deaf?!

"Really?" Jiang Luo stretched out her delicate white hand, a ball of blood-red light flashing at her fingertips. Instantly, several blood-red tentacles spread from the surrounding walls. "But I think I just heard someone trying to peel off my face to use as a rag."

Zhou Wei's fat trembled violently as he kowtowed repeatedly.

His forehead slammed into the blood, splashing up dark red water.

"My lord, spare me! It was my fault for being so loose-tongued! I was out of my mind! Please just ignore me!"

[Zhou Wei's fear level +1000!]

Jiang Luo coldly stared at the A-level dungeon BOSS.

(O_O)?

This level of loyalty is practically negative.

If we let him off easily today, who knows how he might stab us in the back later? We must find an opportunity to give him a truly unforgettable military training session.

Let him know why the flowers are so red!

Just then.

The red alarm lights above the autopsy room began flashing wildly.

The piercing, synthesized mechanical sounds echoed throughout the entire mental hospital.

[Ding! The Happy Mental Hospital instance is now open! Monsters, please prepare to welcome players!]

Players will be teleported into the instance in five minutes!

Come to life!

Jiang Luo's eyes lit up instantly.

His scarlet eyes were filled with excitement.

(ಡωಡ)

Fresh and juicy chives are coming soon!

This is a mobile ATM for raising fear levels!

Zhou Wei stopped kowtowing and hastily wiped the blood off his face.

"My lord, new players have arrived! I'll go capture them right away and send half of them to your castle as fertilizer!"

In an attempt to make amends, the bald man acted unusually proactively.

"Stop!" Jiang Luo called out to him.

Zhou Wei turned around, his face full of flattery.

"Is there anything else you need, my lord?"

Jiang Luo stroked her chin, her big eyes darting around.

Abducting players directly is too drastic; the fear level needs to be cultivated gradually over time.

Like milking a cow, you have to slowly drain their psychological defenses.

If it's a direct, instant kill, each person will only receive a few hundred points at most.

That's a huge loss.

"Uncle," Jiang Luo grinned mischievously, "go find me a hospital gown, the smallest size."

Zhou Wei was stunned for a moment.

I didn't react at all.

"Hospital gown? What do you need that for, my lord?"

"Stop talking nonsense, just go when I tell you to." Jiang Luo urged impatiently.

Three minutes later.

Zhou Wei pulled out a yellowed set of children's hospital gowns from the warehouse.

He handed it to Jiang Luo respectfully.

Jiang Luo glanced at the suspicious stains on it with disdain.

He snapped his fingers.

A cloud of black mist enveloped her body.

The black and red gothic skirt faded away.

He wore a large striped hospital gown.

The clothes were noticeably too big, with sleeves so long they covered her little hands.

Her trouser legs dragged on the ground, leaving her bare, delicate feet to tread on the cold tiles.

With his messy, ankle-length silver hair and the tattered teddy bear missing an eye in his arms, he looked exactly like a poor little patient abandoned in a hospital.

Jiang Luo looked at himself in the reflection of the blood-stained glass on the wall.

He nodded in satisfaction.

(≖ᴗ≖)✧Perfect.

This weak and vulnerable appearance would definitely make those players lower all their guard.

Then give them a big surprise.

Zhou Wei's eyes twitched violently as he looked at Jiang Luo's attire.

"My lord, are you going to personally join them in this game?"

"What, is it not allowed?" Jiang Luo tilted her head and looked at him.

"This is against the rules!" Zhou Wei exclaimed anxiously. "You're a dignified S-rank lord! How can you lower yourself to be a temporary NPC! If word gets out, what will become of my hospital's reputation!"

more importantly.

What if this little rascal messes things up in the dungeon?

The entire hospital was demolished into ruins.

Who can he cry to?

"Rules?" Jiang Luo scoffed, leaving a bloody footprint on the ground with his fair feet. "Uncle, when you were yelling at me with the chainsaw, why didn't you follow the rules?"

Zhou Wei immediately shut up.

Cold sweat broke out on my back again.

"Listen carefully." Jiang Luo extended a finger hidden in his sleeve and forcefully poked Zhou Wei's round belly. "From now on, I am Patient Number Three, lost in the hospital, and you are the cruel and ruthless director."

"When the players come in, just follow the proper procedures. Absolutely do not reveal my identity, understand?"

Zhou Wei swallowed hard.

This isn't playing along with the players; it's clearly digging a hole for them!

If he doesn't act well, this little devil will definitely seize the opportunity to slice him into sashimi!

"If you dare mess this up..." Jiang Luo's tone was icy. "I'll carve every single word of your insults into your very bones!"

"Got it! I'll definitely cooperate!" Zhou Wei stood at attention, his fat face trembling.