"You?" Player Number One was unusually interested, looking her up and down with amusement, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes.

"I can do it!" Before he could answer, Xiao Cheng stood up quickly and ran up the stairs.

The moment she turned her back to the three people, all expressions vanished from Xiao Cheng's face. She walked up the stairs to the second-floor corridor, then slowed her pace and thoughtfully approached the door of the only room on the second floor.

A bronze nameplate sits atop the door, bearing the number 2 in black cursive script. If all goes as expected, this should be player number two's room.

The room door was locked from the inside, and there was no sound from inside. Xiao Cheng didn't plan to actually go find the other two players. She simply sat down against the wall facing the stairs and silently sorted out the current situation.

First of all, it is obvious that I am not dead.

Secondly, without a doubt, this is a completely new instance.

However, this instance is a bit too new. From the inexplicable game rules to the inexplicable players, it has an immature feel from beginning to end. To be more accurate, it's like a half-finished product.

That's very strange.

But what's even stranger is that I just barged in like this, and the previous instance wasn't even completely over yet.

Xiao Cheng was filled with questions, and before she could sort out her thoughts, she suddenly felt a gaze falling on her.

"who?!"

She looked up abruptly and saw a young man in a black shirt standing on the stairs not far away. He was tall and slender, exuding an aura of a powerful but still somewhat immature boss.

Xiao Cheng's expression froze instantly, staring at his face in disbelief.

"Holy crap, Fang He?! You're gone too?!"