“If there are no other world bosses related to life, then the system must have used Dad’s abilities.” Shi Jin paused for a moment, then immediately affirmed, “If that’s the case, then there’s no need to experiment with many things anymore; I can resurrect anyone.”

"Since the system can use many of the bosses' abilities... what about me?"

Shekh felt a little confused. The system was paying so much attention to her, which meant she must be very important, but her skill was Calamity. What could she do with it?

Does it bring misfortune, create disasters, and awaken the deepest despair and fear in people's hearts?

That shouldn't be the case.

She dismissed the answer; it wasn't what the game wanted, there must be other points she hadn't considered.

Shekh pressed his forehead: "I really want to remember what my last two skills are. Maybe if I remember many of my doubts, I can find the answers."

"I don't want to think about it anymore." Shi Jinzhe took her hand away. "We'll find out eventually. Let's see what's going on first."

"Um."

Shekh looked around and met the two players who were slumped on the ground, completely dumbfounded.

"Is this a game instance? What's the name?"

Two players: "..."

"say."

"Oh, it's... it's a dungeon called 'Blooming Roses.' The mission is to survive for three days and find a blooming black rose in a manor full of monsters every night. Collecting three roses will complete the dungeon."

Shi Jin turned back to look at the completely destroyed red rose garden: "How far have we progressed in the dungeon?"

"Today is the second night..."

"How many people's capital?"

"24 people... 17 people are still alive."

Shi Jinzhe hummed in agreement, indicating that he understood.

Helping Shekh up, the two walked together into the castle. "Will we get a point if we come in halfway?"

"First, ask how many points this dungeon is worth." Shekh called to the two men, asking how many points this dungeon was worth, and they got the answer: 15 points.

"That's too little. I don't want to waste time. Let's find the boundary and see if we can change it."

Shi Jinzhe had no objections, adjusted his physical condition, and went inside.

Before leaving, check the castle for any items you might have missed; take anything useful.

The two players lagging behind were completely bewildered. "What should we do now?"

"Uh, should we follow them and see? I've never encountered this situation before."

"walk."

A blood-red carpet covered the gloomy, dimly lit corridor. A brown-haired boy, his nose running and tears streaming down his face, came running towards them.

At sixteen or seventeen, his rapid breathing made his cheeks flush, his drooping eyes were filled with tears, and his sweaty hair curled up and stuck to his forehead, making him look harmless.

He was shouting for help when he saw Shi Jinzhe and Sheh with their arms outstretched, as if he had finally seen his relatives.

Shi Jin twirled the butterfly knife behind his back with a flourish: "To be honest, I rarely see a boy embody the image of someone who is pitiful and endearing."

Shekh looked him up and down suspiciously, and tentatively said, "Aren't you as charming as you?"

"...Please use 'handsome and elegant,' that's not a phrase for me."

"Where did you get jade?" Her expression changed again; she wouldn't play with someone who couldn't understand her.

"The key is the tree."

Seeing the harmless, handsome Western-looking boy so close at hand, Shi Jin stopped in his tracks.

The boy hugged him tightly, "Brother..."

Before he could utter the second word, Sheikh grabbed him by the collar and threw him to the ground.

His youthful, fair face aged rapidly. Shekh stepped on his hand, saying, "The stench of decay is overwhelming. At his age, he calls him 'brother.'"

"Let me wipe your hands." Shi Jin folded and unfolded the wet tissues, and waited for Shehe to hand them over before wiping her hands clean one by one.

Shekh: "There's more ahead, you wiped it too early."

"Wipe it again if there's any left."

Even when time is running out, I don't mind the trouble; I'll personally handle any formations.

Shekh fought his way through, checking each room to find any remaining items.

She caught every little monster hiding under the bed, in the closet, and behind the corner; any snake she saw would die.

Monsters disguised as visitors, castle owners, butlers, servants, gardeners, and gatekeepers were not spared either.

Players who notice something is wrong should peek out carefully and discover that no monsters have been attacking people for a long time.

A female player with side-swept bangs was hiding behind the torture instruments in the basement when a loud bang, like a blow to the brain, was heard, and the wooden box used as cover fell forward.

Fearing being chased by monsters, she hurriedly moved to a different spot and ran outside, but she didn't see a single monster even after running up to the second floor.

It wasn't until she saw about ten people gathered in the drafty castle hall that she mustered up the courage to ask, "What happened tonight? I just heard a really loud noise."

"This is a difficult thing to describe to you."

Players who first encountered Shekh and Shijinzhe smacked their lips in disbelief.

"Well, that's the situation. Anyway, the monsters in the manor... they were all wiped out by those two people, including the castle owner whom we suspected was the big boss yesterday."

"What about those two people you mentioned?"

"They're gone."

“That loud bang you heard was their doing…” another person said, then directed everyone to look at the manor gate.

The trees, flowers, and marble fountains there were smashed to pieces. The iron gate of the manor, which had been locked until now, was wide open, and no one could be seen in the thick fog.

"Then what about our book...?"

"Since there are no more monsters, should we just look for the three black roses?"

"Who exactly are these people? You two, explain yourselves to me again. This is outrageous."

"It was someone wearing a black ribbon..."

A girl covered her mouth and exclaimed, "Ah! Ribbons! I know who they are!"

...

Shekh, who was being discussed by players in the previous instance, stood on a city wall, facing countless long-armed corpses climbing up. He cast skills with his left hand and held the Time-Breaking Scepter in his right hand, letting it automatically absorb energy.

The densely packed mummified corpses surged forward one after another. Shekh urged, "Shi Jinzhe, have you finished asking?"

"Alright, this is a faction-based survival instance. Each faction defends a city. The basic task is to successfully defend the city, while the advanced task is to counterattack and occupy more bases within a month. The faction that kills the most mummies and has the most players remaining wins."

"How many days has it been?"

"On the fourth day, if we want to leave, we have to leave this city."

"Let's go, otherwise we'll have to stay for more than twenty days."

With his arm outstretched behind him, Shekh could precisely place his hand on Shi Jin's bent waist without even looking.

Shi Jinzhe took out a paper airplane, put his arm around her shoulder, and with a leap, he took Shehe and jumped from the city wall, which was dozens of meters high, onto the paper airplane.

The white plane accelerated, and a flock of strange birds circling overhead spotted its target and swooped down.

Then they all lost power, as if their wings had been broken, and they all fell to the ground in a huge mass.

After flying for a long time, it was no different from a living enemy, leading the flock of birds in the air to follow.

By the time he and Shekh found the edge of the dungeon, the flying birds had almost all disappeared.

Schech aimed at the glass-like object and forcefully pierced through the boundary of the copy.