A bizarre and terrifying experience; I messed up the dungeon world.

The basement was cold and sticky, impossible to shake off. Zhou Lang carried an oil lamp, its green light confined to a mere half-meter around him. Zhao Qiang followed behind, the sound of his teeth chattering echoing in the enclosed space. Han Yingying brought up the rear, her palms drenched in sweat.

At the end of the stairs was a dark red, fleshy door. It was unlocked, and its surface pulsated as if it were breathing with life.

Zhou Lang raised the chainsaw and pulled the ring. The ear-piercing roar of the motor tore through the silence. Without hesitation, he pressed the saw blade against the fleshy opening. Foul-smelling black blood spurted out, and a piercing scream erupted from behind the opening.

The instant the door shattered, an extremely strong suction force surged out from within. Space shifted, and the green light was completely swallowed. Han Yingying only had time to let out a short cry of surprise before being swept into the bottomless abyss. Zhou Lang's outstretched hand grasped at nothing; the bandage flew from his sleeve, only to entangle a void.

I feel dizzy. The loud television noise is audible.

Han Yingying opened her eyes and found herself lying on a soft bed. Pink sheets, a familiar wardrobe—this was her bedroom in the real world.

My mind is blank. What happened before? I can't remember. My memory is stuck on a blurry, dark shadow.

A sharp voice came from outside the door: "Yingying! Come out and greet the guest! Your fiancé is here!"

Fiancé? Han Yingying frowned. Where did she get a fiancé?

Pushing open the door, the scene in the living room stunned her. A striking white sheet of paper was pasted on the wall, with several rules written in red on it:

Family Rules

1. Do not make noise while eating.

2. You must always smile at your stepmother and stepsister.

3. I will absolutely comply with any request from my fiancé.

Those who violate this rule will be punished.

Three people were sitting on the sofa. The stepmother was all smiles, and the stepsister was playing on her phone. In the middle sat a man, wearing a sharp suit, with a deathly pale face, mostly whites of his eyes and little black in them, and a deep red ligature mark on his neck.

"Yingying, come here quickly." The stepmother beckoned, her smile stiff and eerie.

Han Yingying walked over, keeping her distance. The rules on the wall seemed sinister. She instinctively resisted the man she called her fiancé.

The man stood up and extended his cold, stiff hand: "Yingying, we should go try on our wedding dresses."

His voice was flat, dry, and unnatural.

Han Yingying took a step back: "I'm not going. I don't even know you."

The stepmother's face instantly darkened, her features contorted, and something seemed to lurch beneath her skin. "You dare break the rules? You unfilial daughter!"

The stepsister looked up, her eyes turning completely black: "My sister's being naughty."

The man approached and reached out to grab Han Yingying's neck.

Han Yingying grabbed a fruit knife from the coffee table and plunged it into the man's hand. No blood flowed, only black, sticky fluid. The man let out a piercing scream.

The red lettering on the wall began to bleed.

A mechanical voice echoed in my mind:

[Player Han Yingying violated family rules. Her real-world residency rights have been revoked.]

[Currently being exiled to the punishment instance: Horrifying Inn.]

[Teleportation initiated.]

Everything went black. The feeling of weightlessness returned.

When her feet touched the ground, a thick fog enveloped her. Han Yingying found herself standing next to a dilapidated bus stop. Several other people were standing nearby.

The mechanical voice in my mind continued broadcasting:

[Instance: Horrifying Inn]

Difficulty: Unknown

[Completion Requirements: Survive for three days and uncover the truth.]

[Note: Please take bus route 444 to the guesthouse first.]

Including Han Yingying, there were six people on the platform.

A mature woman in a leather jacket, a refined man with glasses, a tall and muscular man, a young man with dyed blond hair, and a person wearing a hoodie with his face hidden in the shadows.

The blond-haired guy spoke first, his voice trembling: "Where...where is this? I was just playing games at an internet cafe!"

The refined-looking man adjusted his glasses: "Calm down, we've been dragged into a bizarre game. As is customary, let's all introduce ourselves and exchange information first."

The burly man snorted coldly: "My name is Wang Meng. I've cleared two D-rank dungeons and I'm a Strength Enhancer. You bunch of newbies better not hold us back."

The mature woman tossed her hair: "Red Rose, passed a D-level, skill is Charm."

The refined man said, "Chen Shu has passed a D-level exam, specializing in intellectual abilities."

The blond-haired man was almost in tears: "My name is Li Fei, this is my first time here, help!"

All eyes turned to Han Yingying.

Han Yingying's mind raced. She had lost some of her memories, but her intuition told her that showing weakness here would only lead to death. Wang Meng's condescending attitude just now showed that exploiting newcomers was common practice among veteran players.

"Han Yingying." She raised her chin, her tone calm, "and cleared a C-rank dungeon."

Upon hearing this, both Wang Meng and Chen Shu were stunned. The difficulty of a C-level dungeon far exceeds that of a D-level one; those who survive are no ordinary people.

[Player Han Yingying has been detected as successfully deceiving other players.]

[Gained temporary skill: Conman.]

[Skill Effect: There is a certain probability that your lies will be judged as true.]

[Due to the successful fraud, the player has been temporarily granted the "Cleared C-Rank Dungeon" attribute.]

Han Yingying breathed a sigh of relief. By sheer luck, she'd managed to unlock a skill.

Finally, only the hooded man remained. He leaned against the bus stop sign, his voice hoarse: "Zhou Shui. Newcomer."

Han Yingying glanced at him and felt that his figure was somewhat familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen him before.

In the thick fog, two pale headlights pierced the darkness. A dilapidated bus slowly pulled up and stopped at the bus stop.

The car door creaked open. The driver was wearing a tattered uniform, his face was ashen, and his eyes were sunken.

"Get on the bus. One weird coin per person," the driver muttered mechanically.

Wang Meng and the others looked grim. The Mysterious Coins were extremely valuable rewards for clearing dungeons. But they couldn't get on the bus without them. They gritted their teeth, pulled out coins, and dropped them into the coin box.

It was Han Yingying's turn. Where did she get those weird coins?

She walked up to the coin box, activated her fraudster skill, rummaged in her pocket for a moment, and then made a coin-inserting motion.

Clang.

She mimicked the sound of a coin dropping, staring directly into the driver's deadpan eyes: "I've tossed it in."

The driver stared at her for a long time before stiffly nodding: "Go inside and find a seat."

The skill activated. Han Yingying entered the carriage.

The carriage was cold and damp, with several "passengers" sitting in the back, their heads bowed and exuding an aura of death.

There weren't many empty seats. Red Rose walked to an empty seat and was about to sit down when Wang Meng shoved her aside: "Get out of the way, I want to sit here."

Red Rose staggered a few steps, her eyes blazing with fury. She looked around and saw an empty seat next to a strange passenger. She walked over, placed her hand on the strange man's shoulder, and activated her charm skill.

"Hey handsome, could I have this seat?"

The eerie creature raised its head, revealing a face that had been flattened. But under the influence of its charm skill, it actually stood up and shakily offered its seat to the red rose.

Wang Meng scoffed at the sight.

Just then, the car suddenly braked sharply. The strange figure standing there lost its balance and crashed into Wang Meng.