Pan Yang stood at the door, looked at the room, then took a deep breath and closed his eyes. He could hear the melodious sound of the zither in the room. When he opened his eyes, he couldn't hear anything wrong.

“袢炀”.

Pan Yang looked at Zhou Yang inside the room, his tone unconsciously softening: "Don't rush."

“I’m not in a hurry.” Zhou Yang glanced at Fan Yang, a faint smile on his face, his voice calm: “I trust you.”

The group stood at the door, discussing for a long time but still unable to come up with a solution; it seemed like a dead end.

Annie sighed, "We've tried everything, but I'm afraid we can't save Zhou Yang, Xiao Pei."

Qin Yang stood to the side and patted Pan Yang on the shoulder, opened his mouth but ultimately didn't say anything.

Liu Liu sniffed to stop her tears from falling: "There must be a way, let's think about it again." She had seen people die in these worlds, and it was precisely because she had seen it that she couldn't let such a thing happen again.

Pan Yang looked at Zhou Yang sitting in the room and remained silent for a long time before saying, "I have a way."

"What method?!"

“It’s simple.” Pan Yang took a few steps back, rubbed his wrist, and threw Xiao Yao out in an instant before rushing into the room: “Force your way in.”

He felt multiple cuts on his body, and as he reached Zhou Yang's side, he grabbed Xiao Yao, who had been thrown at him, and slashed at the air behind Zhou Yang. A piercing scream suddenly rang in his ears. Without thinking, Pan Yang grabbed Zhou Yang's wrist and rushed out of the room.

Pan Yang: "Go to the second floor!"

Once everyone realized what was happening, they immediately ran to the second floor. As soon as they came down the stairs, they saw that the entire third floor looked as if it had been impacted.

Liu Liu fell directly to the ground, while Annie, holding onto the wall, slowly slid down to the ground.

Pan Yang quietly observed the mess on the third floor, and quickly calmed down before shifting his gaze away.

"Does it hurt?" Zhou Yang looked at the wounds on Pan Yang's body. There were more than a dozen wounds, and each one was bleeding. It looked quite frightening. He carefully blew on the scratches on Pan Yang's arm and said, "I'm sorry."

Pan Yang shook his head, his face tense and expressionless: "It's nothing, you don't need to apologize." He then reached out and ruffled Zhou Yang's hair. *I'm the boss! The boss! How could this little injury be anything!*

001: "Hey host, you seem to be the one who's been injured the most among this group."

Pan Yang: "..." Thank you for reminding me.

001: "Waaah." The host is so fierce, waaaah.

"I remember where the first-aid kit is, I'll go get it." With that, Liu Liu got up from the ground and walked downstairs.

Annie was somewhat exasperated; this kid was really energetic and impulsive.

However, as soon as Liu Liu reached the top of the stairs, she froze and slowly moved back, lowering her voice: "The female ghost on TV is on the first floor."

The group exchanged glances, then slowly descended the stairs to the top, where they indeed saw a female ghost wandering about.

Pan Yang took a deep breath and squeezed Xiao Yao, who hadn't yet put his hand away: "Stay here." After saying this to Chao Zhouyang, he went downstairs.

The female ghost looked at Fan Yang, let out a scream, her face contorted, and her eyeballs fell directly to the ground.

With a hint of impatience, Fan Yang kicked her without a word, then stabbed her with the Xiaoyao stab, pulled it out and stabbed the female ghost again. The female ghost vanished after two consecutive stabs.

Liu Liu swallowed hard: "Shouldn't we be glad that Brother Pei is an ally?"

“That’s amazing. We should be glad that Zhou Yang is here,” Annie quietly corrected.

The group then went up to the second floor, where Liu Liu took out a first-aid kit and gave Pan Yang a simple disinfection and bandage treatment.

Everyone was exhausted after going through so much, but no one dared to sleep, so they opted for a shift system.

Because they didn't know the time, they slept and rested as they pleased. During this time, they had almost gotten used to paranormal events, and in the end, even Liu Liu had become immune to them.

[Congratulations to all players for completing the mission. You will return to real life and rest for seven days in ten minutes.]

Liu Liu lay down on the ground, on the verge of tears: "Finally! Oh my god, I could hardly take it anymore, it was too hard!"

Annie and Qin Yang took a deep breath, smiled at each other, and realized that they had both been feeling a bit dazed these past few days, and now that it was finally over, they could finally rest.

Zhou Yang gripped the ring tightly, feeling uneasy for some reason. He knew he had some mental issues, and that he was different in real life from his game self.

"What's wrong?" Pan Yang noticed that something was off about him and asked softly.

“Pan Yang…” Zhou Yang looked into Pan Yang’s eyes. What if he died during the mission? Even if he completed the mission, what if his wish couldn’t be fulfilled? In the end, he would still be the weirdo his parents disliked and his younger brother hated. Would Pan Yang really like him?

For the first time, he disliked his own clear thought process in the game.

What are you thinking about?

“If I don’t contact you within half a month…” Zhou Yang paused, wanting to continue, but was interrupted by Pan Yang.

"I will come to you, no matter where you are." Pan Yang's voice was calm, and his eyes looked at him seriously. Although he seemed to have no emotions, Zhou Yang felt inexplicably at ease.

"good."

The scene around him suddenly changed. Zhou Yang looked at the familiar bedroom, then looked down at the hand he had just held in his hand, somewhat dazed.

The door was suddenly flung open, and Zhou Xing looked at him with disgust: "Have you been deaf for ages? Dinner's ready. We have guests today, you have to come downstairs." With that, he grabbed Zhou Yang's wrist and dragged him downstairs.

Besides the boat's parents, there was a middle-aged man who looked to be in his fifties at the dinner table. He didn't have a beer belly, and you could tell from his face that he must have been handsome when he was young.

The man's eyes lit up when he saw Zhou Xing, a wicked glint flashing in them. He cleared his throat and said, "So this is Zhou Yang. He is indeed outstanding in appearance. Seeing is believing."

Mr. Zhou smiled and said, "Mr. Yuan, you're too kind. Zhou Yang is the only one whose face is worthy of you. What do you think of the things we discussed before?"

Zhou Yang was pulled to sit next to President Yuan. Zhou Xing rolled his eyes inwardly and sat down.

President Yuan's gaze fell on Zhou Yang: "No problem, no problem. We don't have any documents prepared for business today, so we need some protection. How about this, I'll take him away for a few days and have my secretary deliver the contract to you."

“This…” The boatman hesitated for a moment.

“President Yuan, Zhou Yang is still my biological son, so he is somewhat…” Zhou’s mother immediately spoke up.

President Yuan looked at the Zhou couple, then at Zhou Yang, his eyes shifting: "Alright, I'll have my secretary prepare the contract and have him send it over immediately. Are you relieved now?"

"Mr. Yuan, you're too kind. Come, come, let's eat." A smile immediately spread across Zhou's father's face.

Zhou Yang sat there staring at President Yuan, his face expressionless and silent, which was rather unsettling. President Yuan felt uncomfortable and looked away.

He wanted to see Pan Yang...