Chapter 181 Chapter 181 I want to give you back the ability to cry...

And birthdays—

Such unfamiliar words.

Xie Ning was also standing inside the house, looking out lightly.

Countless eyes on Fu Gan's little tentacles saw the wreath that little Anmi wore on Fu Gan's head.

"Dad, this is a wreath made of fresh flowers, and this! This is dried flowers, the first batch Anmi made, but because I wanted to give Dad a surprise, I didn't give it to Dad directly-"

The little cub, who loves to jump around, keeps chattering and taking things out of his mouth one by one.

He was wearing a little magician's attire. His azure cape resembled the clearest sky, and his emerald eyes shone brighter than the most beautiful gemstones in the world. He pulled something out of his cape.

"This is a gift! The maker said Dad really likes this song!"

The small wooden music box was covered in graffiti of various colors, and the cub's painting skills were clumsy.

But it was also very passionate.

"And this is the cake Anmi made for Dad—"

Humph, as long as things continue to develop in this way, all goals will surely be achieved slowly!

"And then—most importantly—"

Little Anmi turned around and let his father see what was happening behind him.

Balloons were fixed in every corner, and Shang Fu, the hotel butler who had been hiding at the door, raised his hand to turn off the lights.

The light of the birthday candles lit up, and countless tiny spots of light appeared on the wall.

That's a small lamp that I got from somewhere.

"And there's one biggest surprise, Dad. It's time to blow out the candles!"

Fu Gan felt numb from the moment he held the cub in his arms.

He wasn't quite sure what was happening.

But it's impossible——

The rules of the world could not allow him to succeed.

Even if it's a birthday.

His birthday was the day his father committed suicide due to bankruptcy, the day his mother died, the day his biggest show collapsed, and also the day his soul returned - for Fu Gan, this was truly a day of failure in capital letters.

His life, from birth to end, was a failure, and anyone who tried to fight against this also ended in failure.

So he no longer cared about his birthday - it was always the unluckiest day of the year.

But the soft little thing rubbing against his face told him - this is the cake Anmi made for her father, and it's time to blow out the candles!

Garlands, cakes, birthday gifts.

The tentacles in the shadows on the ground were twisting.

Countless eyes swayed and shook, as if crying silently.

It is also like the cry of a new life, as if everything is heading towards a new beginning.

But--

How is this done?

Fu Gan looked into the cub's big round eyes.

The flickering candlelight was reflected inside.

Clear, bright, with great mood swings, as if without any worries.

There were slight marks on his fingertips from being burned in the oven, and marks on the back of his hands from being tied with decorations.

And these balloons—

"It was a bit troublesome to prepare, so I had to ask the players to help me blow up the balloons!"

The head of the family is not the kind of guy who likes to keep an eye on his cubs' actions all the time. He actually doesn't know what little Anmi does behind the scenes.

"Speaking of which—"

Anmi tilted her little head, stretched it out and looked at the three players who were hanging by the tentacles.

"Didn't they go back to their rooms?"

Players: Live, live dads, who can live longer than you——

Whatever you want, do as you please!

Fu Gan was speechless for a moment, and the tentacles hid the players even further behind him. He blew out the candles very carefully.

But it’s not over yet.

At the moment the candlelight goes out.

Another beam of light focused on the center of the room—what appeared to be a stage.

The fat clown opened the show with a smile——

This is the stage for the magic tricks built by the cubs.

It is not a salesman's sales floor.

"dad."

An Mi reached out and hugged Fu Gan.

"It doesn't matter, Dad will always be Anmi's magician!"

Once a magician loses his stage, he is no longer a magician.

But now.

The cubs set a new stage for him.

There are emerald-eyed spectators below.

"When the time comes, Dad will secretly perform for Anmi—"

Anmi prepared the surprise for several days!

That's when it happened.

On the seventh day, the entire Komisuya Hotel revealed its true appearance - everything burned down and the roof was broken.

Finally, the blocked rooftop was revealed to the players.

That's the escape zone.

Fu Gan looked at An Mi, staring at her for a long time.

"It's about to end—"

Xie Ning glanced at the sky outside.

The boy's voice was also a little childish. He looked at the little spider lying on the little guy and found it unpleasant.

"After we send these guys away and enter the preparation period, how about letting Anmi spend a few days at Shengjing Apartment?"

"Probably not."

Fu Gan also looked out the window, a smile curved up at the corner of his lips, looking a little sinister and crazy, but also mixed with some indescribable weird sweetness.

"Because I actually have a magic trick to perform—"

The entire Komisuya Hotel began to shake.

It was as if something deep in the ground was shaking excitedly.

The players were numb, watching everything happen before their eyes.

And Anmi also paused.

The sound of the main system clearing the level sounded, and it was distorted.

Finally, the power of rule changes came to those three players.

After judging that the other clearance conditions of Komisuya Hotel have been unlocked, they don't need to find a way to get to the rooftop again and can end everything.

But at this moment, that power was forcibly distorted——

He was carried by the tentacles and arrived in front of Anmi.

"Um?"

The little puppet cub looked a little confused.

He didn't smile, and his expression was pure and confused, which looked very similar to the appearance of An Mi that Fu Gan had seen in the mirror before.

At the same time, the tightly closed door in the room was finally opened.

During the vibration, the door frame began to shake and many parts fell off.

The smell of smoke and burning filled my mouth and nose.

At the other end of the room - there were traces of people being burned into human shapes, and many remnants of torture instruments remained.

The reason he truly became the big boss of the Komi Suya Hotel was not only because he was a loser since childhood, but also because he had the most ferocious resentment - he could not get any redemption at all.

No one even dared to open that door.

That was a part of history.

This was also the most miserable life Fu Gan had ever experienced.

He used to be a useless person.

He had clearly tried everything, but this place wouldn't allow him to succeed. Countless obstacles were set up for him, and even for the players who had participated.

The resentment of all NPCs will only become stronger with each opening of the dungeon.

The loser's territory - everything in the Komisuya Hotel is shrouded in Fu Gan's shadow.

"dad--"

An Mi was stunned and reached out to grab Fu Gan's clothes tightly.

"Anmi."

The monster buried deep underground in the Komisuya Hotel made very little noise.

"Dad has been thinking about what gift he can give you."

"Give it to me?"

The tentacles picked and chose from the human-shaped traces and found a bone pen. The bone pen was forcibly given the power to change the rules of the world. It struggled to escape, but was held tightly in Fu Gan's hand.

The Komisuya Hotel has changed.

He could feel it.

As a monster coexisting with the Komisuya Hotel.

The resentment in the entire hotel is slowly fading.

So some things seem to have changed a little bit——

Like now.

"Maybe it will hurt a little."

A trace of discomfort flashed in Fu Gan's eyes.

His hand was placed on the location of Anmi's doll's heart.

At this moment, a furry little spider came out from nowhere, with its black fangs aimed at the hand. Xie Ning kept frowning behind it.

"What do you want to do?"

Even Xie Ning realized the importance of Anmi's puppet heart to Anmi during this period.

"Kid, get out of the way."

Fu Gan looked over coldly.

"The doll's heart is engraved with the maker's name? That bullshit maker's name—I'm going to change it!"

Xie Ning:!

Players watching all this from outside: ...

The system voice kept ringing in my ears like a stuck voice: "Congratulations... Congratulations... Congratulations on discovering the boss's true identity... Inflicting damage to the boss... Congratulations... Escape... Congratulations..."

Damn, it's really noisy!

And in front of him was the young boy who had already been confirmed dead.

Damn, he is faking his death!!!

It really is a ghost.

The three players were tossed around by the tentacles like broken dolls, all three of them dazed and helpless.

What should they do?

What are they going to do?

What's next?

Big boss? ?

who?

Neutral salesman?

So his cub is the big boss's cub? !

Oh my god!!!

It seems like he knows something extraordinary.

so what?

Could this thing be quieter?!

Finally, all three of them stopped.

Watching and listening to everything numbly.

They saw Anmi loosen his grip.

The bone pen pierced the cub's chest.

Before the blood could flow out, countless tentacles spread out. The cub couldn't even feel the pain, only feeling something carving and scratching on the puppet's heart -

Fu Gan coughed softly, his body twitching slightly due to the pain, but his hands did not tremble at all.

Xie Ning had already come to An Mi's side. He looked at the light fluttering on the bone pen, and his brows frowned involuntarily.

As the only big boss who went to other infinite flow copies to learn experience, he was somewhat familiar with this feeling.

He grabbed Anmi's clothes without hesitation.

"Anmi——"

Fu Ganze's voice trembled slightly, but was extremely firm.

"The name of the maker is no longer engraved on the puppet's heart."

Anmi watched the person in front of her open and close his mouth.

Many of them wanted his puppet heart.

They also wanted a combat weapon like him.

But no one is like Fu Gan.

He also never thought of letting someone carve on his puppet's heart.

"Mimi."

Fu Gan continued speaking, his eyes looking particularly gentle, despite such a crazy act.

"It will only have your name on it."

There is no one else!

An Mi tried to grab Fu Gan's hand in a daze. The force was pulling An Mi away from the Komi Suya Hotel copy.

"don’t worry."

Fu Gan coughed twice.

"This is all calculated. Dad will come to you soon."

"dad……"

Anmi felt the changes in her body.

The name on the doll's heart—how could anyone change it?

"The wound will heal soon."

Fu Gan lowered his head and touched his forehead to the cub's.

He chuckled softly.

With the arrogance of a loser who finally won his fate.

"This is the gift Dad wants to give you—even though the possibility is not high and Dad is not sure, but Dad wants to give it back to you—the ability to cry."