After being poisoned by mushrooms, all the strange creatures became fascinated by me.

"Who is it..." Tang Li shrank back, asking fearfully.

This is bad, why are these two reacting so strongly?

"Do you know the concept of a 'lord'?" Jiang Hui walked back and forth in the room a couple of times, and after calming down a bit, she turned to ask Tang Li.

"Uh, that lord from the Western feudal era?" Tang Li asked blankly.

"You think of each instance as a planet, and planets of all sizes make up a galaxy. The Mysterious Lord is the master of this galaxy," Qiu Wanting sighed, using this analogy. "The instances in the Mysterious World are endless, but there are only a handful of Mysterious Lords."

Tang Li stood up in shock: "So, the 'inspection leader' that the strange creature mentioned is actually the strange lord?"

Is their background that powerful?

Amidst her panic and genuine bewilderment, she exclaimed, "No... is this lord so inconsiderate that he personally inspects even such a remote, low-level one-star dungeon?"

“Other lords aren’t like that; they have clear organizational structures and mature bureaucratic systems.” Qiu Wanting said, then started rubbing his temples and complaining of a headache again. “Who told you to meet such a unique one…”

Jiang Hui continued to explain, her voice softening slightly: "This lord is named Li Dai, and its divinity points to the sin of sloth. Its massive body is immersed in the deepest layers of dreams."

"He is the only lord who doesn't need servants and subordinates... because he's always dreaming."

Jiang Hui's face was a mixture of dreamlike longing and tangible fear. This was the first time Tang Li had seen such an expression on her. "The dreams of the gods are magnificent and splendid. They have millions of dreams, and within those dreams, they have millions of incarnations. Each incarnation is its eye and tongue, and each incarnation is its brain and hand."

"And every dream of the gods is a kind of reality in which we exist."

Tang Li suddenly felt a chill run down her spine. She instinctively hugged her arms and leaned forward: "So, perhaps every ongoing instance is a dream of its own, and within that instance, it could be anyone, in any form?"

No wonder it is the only one that does not need subordinates to patrol for it; it already has connections everywhere.

"That's right." Jiang Hui nodded affirmatively. "That's why the hospital's strange behavior has even led to suspicions about you, since the true appearance of that person is impossible to determine."

It really is true... Gods have no form.

Tang Li felt a sense of unease and paced back and forth in the ward with suspicion: "So, it's also possible that its avatar is actually in the instance right now?"

Qiu Wanting and Jiang Hui both leaned back, shaking their heads in disbelief. The latter even slapped Tang Li on the forehead: "Can't you think of something auspicious? February 2nd has been over for so long, who's that diligent!"

Just as Tang Li was about to ask what "February 2nd" meant, Jiang Hui grabbed Tang Li's shoulder and stared at her with a serious expression: "Although that being is known for its indifferent nature, it is a lord. In its presence, we are like flies that might not even be noticed after being crushed!"

She pressed her lips together anxiously, "You absolutely mustn't let your guard down. It's best not to mention being mistaken for the lord's incarnation again, and you absolutely mustn't have any further dealings with that lord's forces..."

"It's too late," Qiu Wanting said numbly. "Don't you remember what Tang Li said at the restaurant?"

"She wants to offer a purified copy of the world to her master."

Under Jiang Hui's glare, Tang Li nodded cautiously and reported in a low voice, "I... have successfully infiltrated that person's group of believers. Uh, I even burned offerings for it..."

Jiang Hui and Qiu Wanting: What?!

Is it too late to sever ties with my teammates now?

in the afternoon.

Jiang Hui and Qiu Wanting then had to deal with the "treatment" at the shady private hospital.

It would be strange if Tang Li could sit still and wait patiently for her teammates. At this moment, she was strolling up to the fifth floor.

Dr. James's office.

The names of the next two patients had appeared on the call number screen next to the door, but they did not go in. The two embraced each other in despair, like a pair of desperate lovers clinging to each other in a life-threatening crisis.

Tang Li glanced at him and, sure enough, recognized him.

It's that young couple who were cricket-catching Tang Li in the restaurant at noon, and who got scared by Tang Li again.

In fact, ever since Tang Li was personally delivered to the restaurant by Gu Xiaomei with her hands and body covered in blood, quite a few players had been pointing fingers at her. Tang Li didn't have the time to argue with them all. It wasn't a coincidence that she chose this young couple to intimidate her.

She was drawn to the relatively stable and close relationship between the two of them.

The dream-come-true machine swallows two people in each experiment. According to the data stolen by Nannan, the patients always entered the machine in pairs. For example, Nannan and Gu Xiaoying, and Lao Ding and Meng Wanwan.

Now that Lao Ding is running around everywhere, he's probably not a suitable test subject. Tang Li suspects the hospital needs a new test subject.

She looked around the restaurant. After the Night of the Ghosts, the players had dwindled in number, and the only ones left who were still in a romantic or marital relationship were this young couple.

To everyone's surprise, during their conversation, the young couple told Tang Li that they were going to Dr. James's office on the fifth floor for treatment that afternoon.

And so, at this very moment, Tang Li—the esteemed superior—came to inspect the work.

"Don't cry," Tang Li chuckled softly behind them. "Look, you almost missed your turn. Hurry up and go in for treatment."

The young couple trembled with fear at her words. Tang Li, seeing the countdown already starting on the numbering board, grabbed them by the shoulders with one arm each, kicked open the door with her toes, and shoved the ill-fated couple inside.

Just as Dr. James struck a pose, his face covered in blood, standing at the door ready to scare people, he bumped into the two people who stumbled in, and the three of them fell into a heap.

Tang Li stopped at the doorway, one hand in her pocket, looking relaxed and even friendly as she asked the three, "How could you be so careless? Do you need my help?"

"No, no need, sir." Dr. James struggled to his feet, his blood-stained makeup ruined.

While glaring murderously at the two culprits who had embarrassed him in front of the adults, he respectfully bowed his head and said, "Welcome, sir, for your guidance."

"Hmm," Tang Li stepped into the examination room, her eyes scanning the room with interest. Her demeanor was poised and confident, a stark contrast to the unpleasant guest who had sneaked in and crawled under the bed just two days ago. "Oh, this machine looks quite novel."

Dr. James patted the machine, a dream come true, with a proud look on his face: "Yes, sir, with this, we will fulfill our patients' wishes and bring them peace and happiness."

The young couple trembling nearby might have a different opinion.

Yes, all the players knew that Lao Ding and Meng Wanwan had entered this machine, and all the players had witnessed Lao Ding's erratic and deranged state. How could they not be afraid and desperate?

Tang Li smiled and patted the machine as well.

"That's amazing! I'd like to try it out myself, Dr. James."

Behind her, the young couple looked as pale as corpses.

Four tearful eyes stared at her with despair and resentment.

You clearly said it! You clearly promised at noon that if you gave us information, you would let us go!

Now, are you going to send us to our deaths with your own hands?