Sheikh: "Do you have an idea?"

Shi Jinzhe: "Of all the dungeon types, the battle royale dungeon best suits Black Mist's needs, but a simple battle royale world is too easy. We'll stir things up and add a third-party force."

Shekh saw him pick a piece of green vegetable from the plate on the left and put it into the bowl on the right, and immediately realized what he was thinking.

"Aren't you afraid that after you send one away, another one will come along?"

"Just go to the world where the anchor point is lost. Without system protection, such a world will be sieved by intrusion. You can attract the mysterious and powerful black mist. On the other hand, the black mist is also a hot commodity in the eyes of other unknowns. We don't need to destroy it, we just need to hold back the black mist so that we can get our hands on it."

Shekh still felt the method was too risky, "but I'm afraid you'll mess it up."

If things go too far, she'll end up becoming a violent maniac.

She, a snake who only wanted to eat and sleep, has now become a terrifying legend in the game.

It's all because time is running out.

"Don't look at me like that. In their eyes, I'm a psychopath, no better than you."

Shekh wasn't going to argue with him, and got back to the point, "What if we fail?"

Shi Jinzhe took the spoon from Shehe's hand, forcibly grasped her hand, and said to her, with a look on her face that said, "Why did you interrupt my meal?"

"I have you, Lady Luck."

"...Is this why you insisted on putting on that affectionate act and not letting me eat?"

"Do I need to perform? You're insulting me."

"The truth is, you tricked me into your hands with one pie in the sky after another."

"What lie? That was a beautiful blueprint I planned for our future when I was not capable enough. If there was no plan at all, that would be a lie."

“There’s no difference between a heartfelt lie and a perfunctory one.” Shekh gave a forced smile; this wouldn’t fool her now. “Let’s get down to business.”

Shi Jinzhe sat up straight: "The risk is high, but the success rate is also high. It's best to find a world where we can't predict what will happen. Only by not being observed can we avoid being predicted."

He smiled helplessly, "It will be a bit tough on the other people in the dungeon. We can't go into the dungeon alone, that would be too deliberate. Making it an accident would be more realistic."

Shekh suspected that the hardship he was referring to wasn't the apparent hardship, but rather the casualty rate. The unlucky ones who were about to be in the same instance as them could start mourning in advance.

"If you think it's feasible, then do it."

At worst, she can just fight again.

Having settled this matter, the two returned to Mu Bai's world before dinner.

At that time, Bai Weishuang was chasing butterflies on the grass. Mu Bai broke off a butterfly, and she chased after it. When she caught one and spread her arms, the butterfly really took flight and came to life.

Shekh: ...

I don't understand, but I respect it.

Shi Jinzhe: "Your sister and my dad are quite romantic."

Mu Bai could have done it in one step, but he insisted on adding an entertainment step to involve Bai Weishuang. Isn't that just being romantic?

Shi Jinzhe: "Love makes people naive."

"You too." Shekh's expression remained unchanged, accepting the strange way he addressed her.

"Teacher She is right."

The name evoked some memories of being in the dark room. Shekh recalled the role of the unscrupulous teacher, tucked his hair behind his ear, and pretended to forget it.

Bai Weishuang caught the butterfly, but before she could even feel happy, she saw Shi Jinzhe and Shehe standing high in the valley, watching for who knows how long.

It's pretty awkward, like secretly eating spicy snacks behind your child's back.

The adults' authority has been lost.

"Why did you come back without saying goodbye?"

Shi Jinzhe: "I wanted to give you a surprise."

"...The thought is enough, don't give me anything next time." Bai Weishuang released the butterfly, clapped her hands, and asked, "What do you want to ask?"

"I'd like to ask if you and Dad have ever encountered any other unknown forces. Could you give us some hints so we can be mentally prepared?"

"You want to go to a world where the anchor point is lost?" Mu Bai frowned. "That's very dangerous. The anchor point was lost because the power of the intrusion was comparable to the system, and it couldn't counter it."

"We want to resolve this once and for all," Schech said.

Mu Bai was still somewhat worried, "But..."

"Wait a minute." Shi Jinzhe suddenly received a message from a monitoring player who had just left the dungeon.

[We've captured an escaped dungeon monster that's residing inside the body of a native inhabitant of the dungeon world. We suggest you investigate.]

Shi Jinzhe glanced at the name of the dungeon that the person had just cleared, then projected the information into the air, "Look, a ghost has escaped from one dungeon to another and has even taken up residence with the original inhabitants."

Mu Bai's face showed surprise: "Do you have some kind of ability to jinx your words?"

"?"

Shi Jinzhe couldn't believe that his own father could say such a thing.

Mu Bai explained, "Didn't you just ask about the world where the anchor point is lost? This is a sign. The invisible wall can't stop the external forces, so there's no longer a barrier between it and the world instance. If, after a while, the anchor point is completely lost, monsters from other worlds will be running around in there."

“Then let’s go into this world.” Shekh made the decision. “The Black Mist likes dungeons with ghosts and monsters. This person just sent a message, so we’ll use that message to pretend to check.”

"Don't specifically seek out high-level players to accompany you; it would be too deliberate. Just go randomly." After reminding Shehe, Bai Weishuang said to Shi Jinzhe, "There's one more thing. This might sound a bit cruel, but sometimes players who aren't very perceptive can be used as a way to gather information. If you can't stand it, just grab some recently deceased murderers to use as stepping stones."

“Don’t worry about that.” Shekh didn’t mince words, bluntly pointing out certain traits of Shi Jinzhe, “When he’s ruthless enough to achieve his goal, he can sacrifice everyone except me.”

“Oh…and now there are you guys too,” she added.

The system said she couldn't treat everyone equally, and she really couldn't. Sher was well aware that she was too biased towards those she liked. She was very capricious and did everything according to her whims, but sometimes she was just too incapable.

Although there was an additional prerequisite that she couldn't get into trouble, when it didn't concern her, Shi Jinzhe clearly understood what she should and shouldn't do.

After taking over the game, he considered removing the natives from the dungeons, but without the natives, a lot of dungeon clues were lost. Later, he also tried creating fake NPCs to replicate a dungeon identical to the real one for players to complete. After finding the best solution, he directly applied it to the real world.

The result was that the rehearsal could not keep up with reality, and this method did not work. The participation of the indigenous people was still necessary.

If problems cannot be resolved before they occur, the game has no purpose, so he continued with the old model.

Shekh told Bai Weishuang, "His conscience is limited, don't worry about him."

Shi Jinzhe didn't say anything even after being scolded. He once again sighed from the bottom of his heart that these three were a family. He hadn't even had a chance to speak, and the matter was settled so easily.

He sighed, feigning melancholy, and asked, "Is the Heavenly Secret Card no longer usable?"

“Yes, we need to extend Pusheng’s life, but even if I have this card, I can’t help you see the future.” Bai Weishuang spread her hands. “You already have the ability of the One-Word Card. If I show you the future, not only will you not see anything, but I will also lose my life.”

When the time came, he accepted reality and said, "Okay."

After discussing the matter, Bai Weishuang invited them to stay overnight at her home, and said that she had learned a new dish and wanted to cook it for the two of them.

Upon hearing this, Mu Bai tried his best to persuade the two to stay, appealing to their emotions and reasoning with them.

Shekh's gaze drifted into the distance, his head turned to the other side to look at the scenery. He seemed to still be there, but in fact, he had already gone far away.

Faced with Bai Weishuang's expectant gaze, only Shi Jinzhe couldn't bring himself to refuse, "...Okay."

He grabbed Shekh's arm. "We'll go back and prepare the food for you first. You two can continue playing with butterflies. There's no rush."

Shekh was pulled along by him, and only after they had walked quite a distance did he ask, "Did you come back early to get things done first?"

Shi Jinzhe: "You understand me."

Shekh replied slowly, "That's incredible."

"What's so incredible?"

"We were saying you were heartless just five minutes ago, and now you're cooking and cleaning."

"The two don't conflict, just like managing a game doesn't prevent me from cooking for my wife."

"No one would believe me if I told them."

“You’re right.” Shi Jinzhe held Shehe’s hand. “Just like when I said you’re actually gentle and kind, some people would probably say I’m crazy.”

"Are you crazy?"

Even Shekh herself couldn't believe it; Shi Jinzhe's bias against her was so strong that it could bankrupt a taxi meter.

"..." Shi Jinzhe was speechless. He hooked his arm around Shehe's neck and lowered his head to kiss her, showing that he wasn't crazy.