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

It was raining in Lincheng that night.

Rain pattered against the windowpane, making a soft, pattering sound. Su Chen sat in his rented room, staring at the news scrolling across his computer screen—"Global missing persons surpass three million," "UN emergency meeting ends without results," "Experts say it may be related to unknown radiation."

Nonsense.

He closed the webpage and rubbed his sore eyes. As a convenience store night shift worker earning three thousand a month, these things seemed so far removed from his reality. He had to go to work tomorrow, he still owed eight hundred in rent, and there were credit card bills…

The phone screen suddenly lit up.

It wasn't an incoming call, nor a text message, but an interface I'd never seen before. Black background, white text—it was excessively simple.

Congratulations on being selected to participate in the "Weird Game"!

[Countdown: 59 seconds]

Please prepare.

"I told you, you can't hit me," she said, "because I won't let you hit me."

She turned and went upstairs, leaving Lin Jianguo and Wang Fang standing in the living room.

After returning to her room, Lin Wan closed the door and leaned against it.

Her heart was beating very fast.

In that instant, she felt it. That power, that power surging from the depths of her heart. Her words came true, because Lin Jianguo believed her. He believed he couldn't hit her, and therefore he truly couldn't.

Fraudster.

This ability is stronger than she imagined.

Lin Wan walked to the mirror, and the blood-red words in the mirror changed again:

Day 1

Survivors: 1/1

[Hint: They're starting to notice you]

[Warning: Do not expose too much]

Lin Wan stared at the last line of text.

caveat?

Before she could think it through, the temperature in the room suddenly dropped. Frost began to form on the windows, and her breath was visible as white mist.

Lin Wan turned around and saw someone sitting on the bed.

She is her mother.

She was wearing a white dress, her hair was loose, and her face was as pale as paper. She sat on the edge of the bed, her head down, so her expression was unreadable.

"Mom?" Lin Wan called out tentatively.

The person looked up.

It wasn't her mother.

The face was her mother's, but the eyes were black, completely black, with no whites. The mouth was wide open, revealing a mouthful of sharp teeth.

"Wanwan..." it said, its voice seeming to come from a great distance, "Mommy misses you so much..."

Lin Wan gripped the knife in her pocket tightly.

"You are not my mother."

"It is I..." The thing stood up and walked step by step towards Lin Wan. "My mother has been looking for you ever since she died... and finally found you..."

It stretched out its hand, its fingers were long, and its nails were as sharp as knives.

Lin Wan took a step back, her back pressed against the door.

"Don't come any closer."

"Why?" the thing tilted its head. "Don't you miss your mother?"

"I think so," Lin Wan said, "but you are not her."

The thing stopped.

It stared at Lin Wan, her face reflected in its dark eyes.

How did you know?

"Because my mom wouldn't look at me like that," Lin Wan said. "When she looks at me, her eyes light up."

The thing was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly laughed.

He laughed loudly and exaggeratedly.

"Interesting, very interesting," it said. "You really are different."

Its body began to change; its skin became transparent, revealing a flowing black liquid within. Its face also melted, its features distorted and deformed.

"But you can't escape," it said. "This home is my territory, and you can't escape."

As soon as it finished speaking, it pounced on Lin Wan.

Lin Wan drew her knife and stabbed at the thing.

The knife pierced its body, but no blood flowed out, only a black liquid. The creature screamed and staggered back a few steps.

"You can't hurt me," it said. "Here, I am invincible."

Lin Wan looked at the black liquid on the knife and suddenly laughed.

"Really?" she said. "But I don't believe it."

She gripped the knife tightly and said again, "This knife can kill you."

A warm current flowed out, and the blade began to glow.

The thing's expression changed.

"Impossible..." it said, "How could you..."

Lin Wan didn't give it a chance to finish speaking.

She rushed forward and plunged a knife into the thing's heart.

This time, the thing really screamed.

Its body began to disintegrate, turning into black smoke that dissipated into the air.

In the end, only one sentence remained:

"You'll regret this..."

Then everything was gone.

Lin Wan stood there, gripping the knife, her hand trembling.

It wasn't fear, it was excitement.

She won.

Chapter 3

After that thing disappeared, the room returned to normal temperature.

Lin Wan put the knife away and sat down on the bedside. Her hands were still trembling, but not from fear. She could feel it; the power was still flowing within her, stronger than before.

She looked down at her hands and saw a mark on her palm.

The mark was very small, as if it had been branded on, forming a strange symbol. Lin Wan stared at the symbol, and some images suddenly flashed through her mind.

She had seen this symbol before.

A long time ago, in a certain dungeon. It was an S-rank dungeon, and she almost died inside. But in the end, she survived and even obtained an item.

That prop has that symbol on it.

Lin Wan closed her eyes, trying hard to recall. The image became clearer and clearer, and she remembered. The prop was called "The House of the Strange," a special prop that could be used to contract with the supernatural.

She had used it to make contracts with many strange entities, turning them into her own power.

But where is that prop now?

Lin Wan opened her eyes and looked in the mirror. The blood-red words in the mirror had changed again:

Day 1

Survivors: 1/1

Congratulations on defeating your first Weirdo!

[Reward: The Haunted House (Incomplete)]

[Hint: Under the bed]

Lin Wan paused for a moment, then bent down to look under the bed.

There is a wooden box under the bed.

She pulled the box out and opened it. Inside lay a small model house, about the size of a palm, exquisitely crafted. The house was black, with a faint light shining through the windows.

Lin Wan picked up the house model, and the imprint on her palm began to heat up.

The next second, the house model flew up and hovered in the air. It began to grow larger and larger until it became the size of a real house.

No, it doesn't get bigger.

It has unfolded.

Lin Wan found herself standing in an unfamiliar space. The walls and floor were black. The space wasn't large, just one empty room.

But Lin Wan knew that this was the house of the supernatural.

Her props.

"Welcome back, Master."

A voice echoed in the space.

Lin Wan turned around and saw a face on the wall. It was a little girl's face, pale and expressionless.

"Who are you……"

"I'm the housekeeper of this house," the little girl said. "You can call me Little Black."

"Little Black?"

"Yes." The little girl blinked. "That's the name my owner gave me."

Lin Wan frowned. She didn't remember giving anyone that name, but since Xiao Hei said so, it must be true.

"What's the current state of this family?" Lin Wan asked.

"In a damaged state," Xiao Hei said. "After the owner lost his memory, the house was also affected. Now only the most basic functions remain."

"What function?"