From the moment he learned Wen Chu was targeted by assassins, Xiu had been thinking about the King far away in the royal capital.

He thought about when he could find time to slaughter the King and eradicate the problem at its roots.

This was still on his mind even just now in the mall.

He even hardened his heart to refuse Wen Chu and bought himself a set of equipment, just waiting for the day to set off.

But Xiu never expected that he would see the King at the subway ticket gate while carrying big and small shopping bags on his way back to the hospital.

For a moment, he even suspected he hadn’t woken up since yesterday and was still in a dream.

Amidst the alarm at the ticket gate, the King and the two assassins were already scared out of their wits, desperately trying to climb over the gate, but were blocked by an invisible air wall.

This place was too bizarre!

They had scrambled into the carriage, thinking they were heading straight to hell, but unexpectedly, the long snake stopped every so often.

The places it stopped at were similar to where they were, but they were halls of darkness.

The three huddled shivering in the carriage, finally regretting their decision.

Staying put, those bizarre thorns at least brought them food to survive every day.

But in the belly of this long snake that seemed to move forward endlessly, there was only cold air, unbreakable windows, and strange-shaped hanging rings that looked like nooses.

A long string of them, hanging on the rails; everywhere the eye could see was filled with hanging rings.

So, when they finally saw a bright station, they thought they had finally returned and scrambled to roll out.

But what made their blood run cold was that this station, identical to their departure point, was surprisingly clean and new.

There were no scattered packaging bags or their excrement on the floor; the floor was spotless. It was as if they had been taken to another world in the belly of the long snake.

The three finally went crazy.

The thorns on their bodies had loosened at some point. The three, throwing caution to the wind, stepped onto the escalator, wanting to go up and take a look.

Then they were stopped by this bizarre ticket gate.

Seeing Xiu now, the King didn’t care to think about why Xiu was here or the strange outfit he was wearing. In his fear of the unknown “enforcement,” he reached out for help:

“Save me! Get me out of this hellhole quickly! As long as I can get out, I definitely won’t treat you unfairly!”

The alarm sound grew louder and louder. Wen Chu, terrified that these three would be accidentally “enforced,” hurriedly transferred the subway fare from their accounts to the subway station.

If they were really enforced, he would be the one getting dirty.

The alarm stopped abruptly.

Xiu was still out of the loop, frowning and vigilantly observing the three people entangled in thorns before him. Wen Chu spoke guiltily, “Um… listen to my explanation.”

Xiu: “You did this?”

Without any hesitation, hitting the nail on the head.

Wen Chu was silent for a while, pointing at the thorns on the three people: “Would you believe me if I said they did it themselves?”

Xiu: “…”

Okay, it was confirmed; Wen Chu did it.

The three people inside the subway station were stunned by this sudden change. Watching Xiu calmly converse with a mysterious voice in the void, their expressions looking at Xiu quickly turned from pleading for help to horror.

“Were you assimilated by this place long ago?!”

One of the assassins beside the King finally noticed the strangeness of Xiu’s clothes and questioned him while pointing at his outfit.

The King also reacted, subsequently becoming furious: “Did you pull us in? You traitor! Let me out quickly!!”

Xiu looked at them coldly, his hand resting on the hilt of his newly bought sword, but he still asked Wen Chu, “Is there any use in keeping them?”

Wen Chu felt extremely guilty now and answered obediently like spilling beans, trying to secure leniency for confession: “I just saw them chasing you all the time, so I simply pulled them into the dungeon to eliminate future trouble forever. They aren’t that useful…”

Now that Xiu had recovered, and with just the last 25% needed to fully unlock the dungeon, there was no need for him to forcefully keep these people to earn money.

If Xiu wanted to release them, let them go. At worst, he would secretly go kill them later.

Xiu nodded, understanding.

Then, he placed the subway ticket in his hand onto the ticket gate.

The gate detected the correct subway ticket and lit up green. Xiu passed through the gate smoothly and arrived in front of the three.

Seeing him pass so easily, the King’s eyes lit up. A light of hope finally appeared on his exhausted and hysterical face.

Ignoring the pain of thorns piercing his flesh, he said urgently, “Quick, untie me! I—Ah—”

What greeted him was a sharp sword.

Not chopping the thorns on his body, but chopping at his neck.

Although the mall was full of messy things, the quality of the weapons produced was top-notch. The King’s head fell amidst a cold glint, and blood gushed out.

The expression on his face was frozen at the last moment, a mix of hope and terror, carrying a trace of maliciousness.

The two assassins also realized something was wrong and immediately tried to scatter in panic.

But they were still entangled in thorns. After a day and night of torture, they were long past the level of chasing Xiu around.

The two fell under the sword in response. During this time, the sword’s special effect was triggered once, spraying out flames that directly burned the two assassins to ashes.

The sword was sheathed again.

Xiu lowered his eyes and finally spoke his first sentence to the mess on the ground: “I didn’t pull you in, but I don’t mind sending you on your way.”

He couldn’t be bothered to argue with this group of people; with such a good opportunity, of course, he should kill first.

Only dead people wouldn’t refute.

Wen Chu completely didn’t expect the situation to develop like this and was dumbfounded.

Then came the heartache.

“My repair progress…”

These three bled so much. If he had saved it all, it would not only be enough for him to repair the entire dungeon but also allow him to make a small fortune.

As a result, Xiu burned two of them with a fire.

Xiu didn’t expect Wen Chu’s first sentence to be this.

He couldn’t help laughing and pointed to the King’s corpse on the ground: “Isn’t he still there? Collect it quickly.”

The blood disappeared as soon as it fell on the ground and thorns. Wen Chu quickly converted this blood into dungeon repair progress. The rest was all transferred to the King’s account, wanting to see if he could still pull a dead person to consume and take a commission.

Then he discovered a pleasant surprise—

For anyone who died in the dungeon, their account wouldn’t be cleared but would be directly confiscated.

Confiscation was good; didn’t confiscation mean giving it to him?

Although the two assassins died, they bled a little before death. Adding the King’s, even after filling the last 25% needed for dungeon repair, there was still a considerable amount left.

The number on Wen Chu’s account quickly reached 3000ml, and as the King’s blood continued to drain, it was still slowly rising.

Wen Chu couldn’t help giggling foolishly: “So much money, we’re rich.”

Saying this, he showed his balance page to Xiu.

Xiu was also shocked by this string of numbers, but thinking about the King’s blood volume, it was understandable.

He was amused and asked at the same time, “How did you tie them in here?”

Speaking of this, Wen Chu started to feel guilty again.

He put away the light screen, followed Xiu into the subway station, hid the subtitle part, and said uneasily, “I just chased the assassins to the royal capital, then saw the King also had plans, so I simply tied them all up.”

Afraid Xiu would overthink, Wen Chu hurriedly added after speaking, “At that time you were undergoing surgery, I couldn’t tell you, and after the surgery it was like that…”

“I just wanted to protect you, wanted you to recover well. Don’t be angry.”

Xiu was baffled: “Why would I be angry?”

Wen Chu thought for a while: “Because I’m very bad?”

Xiu pursed his lips wanting to smile, suppressed the subconscious urge to reach out and pat Wen Chu’s head, and said to the void: “Is protecting me considered bad?”

Wen Chu: “…Seems not?”

Xiu said: “Then you’re not bad.”

But in the human world, wasn’t what he did a bad thing?

Wen Chu was confused by the logic.

However, what Xiu said must be right. Wen Chu chose to believe Xiu’s words.

He followed eagerly and whispered, “Then you’re not angry, right?”

Xiu chuckled softly: “Why would I be angry? You thought about protecting me; shouldn’t I feel touched?”

To be honest, when he learned that Wen Chu kidnapped people for him, Xiu was indeed very touched.

Wen Chu was just a dungeon, completely ignorant of this world.

Yet, he actually chased all the way to the royal capital just to protect his safety.

Just thinking about it, Xiu couldn’t help worrying: “Did you get hurt on the way?”

“No,” Wen Chu said.

He followed the subtitles, very safe.

Xiu still wasn’t quite reassured, but now that Wen Chu was in the form of the dungeon, he couldn’t examine anything properly. He could only say, “You must tell me if you feel uncomfortable anywhere. We’re not short of money now, understand?”

“Understood.” Wen Chu became happy again.

Suddenly making a fortune, solving Xiu’s enemies, being able to fully repair the dungeon, and not being blamed by Xiu.

Today was simply his lucky day.

While talking, the two arrived at the subway platform.

The subway entered the station, and they walked into the carriage and sat down.

Xiu could finally sit normally on the subway this time.

He placed the shopping bags in his hand on the chair next to him, remembered Wen Chu’s words just now, and asked, “Can the dungeon be fully repaired now?”

Wen Chu checked. The originally dim “Entertainment District” could now be lit up, so he said, “Yes.”

Wen Chu didn’t click repair immediately but asked a baffling question.

“Xiu, after the dungeon is fully repaired, will you still stay here?”

Xiu paused, then looked thoughtful: “Depending on the situation?”

Now Wen Chu’s favorability towards him was still at 90%, and he hadn’t shown his true body yet.

Xiu guessed it was because they hadn’t met in person yet.

He planned to take Wen Chu out for a stroll when his true body appeared, to try and get the last 10% favorability. So indeed, he didn’t plan to stay in the dungeon forever.

Wen Chu gave an “Oh” and stopped talking.

Although he knew this would be the result long ago, hearing Xiu say it himself still made him feel a little disappointed.

But having come this far, Xiu knew he could fully repair the dungeon, so delaying further was useless.

Wen Chu hated the King’s group again.

It was all their fault. Why did they have to come out and cause trouble, shortening his time with Xiu so abruptly?

Wen Chu angrily clicked repair.

Four new stations instantly appeared on the electronic map inside the subway.

They were Entertainment District No. 1, 2, 3, and 4.

Xiu was astonished: “There are so many Entertainment Districts?”

Wen Chu looked at the map in surprise too, counted, and said, “There are a total of nine Entertainment Districts.”

Two on each of the main roads in the east, south, west, and north, and a large Entertainment District in the southwest corner.

It was just that the subway couldn’t reach the large Entertainment District directly. One had to exit from the Living Area and then drive or take a bus there.

As Wen Chu said this, taking advantage of his ability to roam every corner of the dungeon, he quickly took a look at the Entertainment District closest to him, and his eyes lit up immediately.

Since they were going to part anyway, might as well get his money’s worth first.

Wen Chu said cheerfully, “Xiu, why don’t we go to the Entertainment District to play first? Since we have nothing to do anyway, it’s just the previous station.”

Xiu instinctively felt a bit strange.

But he thought about it carefully again and couldn’t detect where the strangeness lay, so he agreed: “Okay.”

After all, he intended to wander around with Wen Chu anyway.

Just the Entertainment District…

He wasn’t very good at playing games and didn’t know if playing with Wen Chu would be enjoyable enough.

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The nearest Entertainment District to them was No. 3, just five or six minutes by subway.

The subway arrived quickly, and Wen Chu and Xiu got off.

The Entertainment District was not far from the subway station exit. When they walked out of the subway exit, both were stunned.

The scenery on both sides of the road had completely changed.

Bright red roses bloomed among the dangerous shrubs full of thorns, and further away were green grass, trees, and blue sky.

Wen Chu even saw a murmuring stream.

Besides the five major districts, the dungeon also had large areas of open space. These open spaces were originally either thorns or deserts.

Now, with the unlocking of the Entertainment District, the dungeon’s ecology had actually recovered.

“So they are roses.” Xiu approached the thorns and spoke while looking at the delicate and charming roses.

Wen Chu immediately picked one: “Do you like it? For you.”

Xiu took it with a smile and asked pointedly, “Do you know what giving someone a rose means?”

The dungeon who had never been in contact with the outside world: ?

Wen Chu: “…Means I’m giving you a flower?”

“Silly.” Xiu carefully put the rose into the shopping bag. “This is a flower used only to express love.”

!?

Wen Chu was shocked.

Wen Chu stammered, “I-I-I didn’t know. If you don’t like it, throw it away… I’ll make the dungeon bloom other flowers in the future…”

Xiu’s fingertips stroked the petals, chuckling lightly: “Throw what away? I like it very much, no need to change.”

“What about you? What do you mean by giving flowers?”

Wen Chu flushed red and couldn’t speak.

Although he didn’t have a face right now.

Fortunately, Xiu didn’t intend to press him, as if he just mentioned it casually. After speaking, he led him towards the Entertainment District not far away.

The structure of the Entertainment District was similar to the mall, even larger and more luxurious than the mall.

The entrance was decorated splendidly but had no text on it, and next to it was a large parking lot.

Xiu pushed the door open and entered. When he saw the front desk, he fell silent.

【Welcome to Entertainment District 3. As the closest Entertainment District to the Shopping Center, this district provides members with the following special services:】

【1. All goods in the Shopping Center can be tried for free for one day. Overtime will be charged a rental fee of 10% of the product price per hour.】

【2. Introduction of simulation scenario technology, capable of customizing exclusive private scenarios for you. This customization does not charge extra fees.】

【3. The number of companions allowed per visit is increased to 10.】

【4. Buffet, drinks, and snacks are provided unlimitedly for free. There are also private bathrooms, saunas…】

【5. …】

Xiu: “…”

He should have guessed earlier.

What kind of decent entertainment district could a dungeon’s entertainment district be?

Wen Chu’s pitiful voice rang in his ears: “Xiu, this looks so interesting, let’s play—”

The refusal on the tip of Xiu’s tongue took a turn and was swallowed back.

He sighed: “Alright.”

“Yay.” Wen Chu cheered.

He quickly processed the membership for Xiu.

The price of the Entertainment District lived up to its services; the annual membership fee reached an astonishing 2888ml.

Fortunately, Wen Chu just made money and could afford it now.

He paid the money readily. The lobby of the Entertainment District soon flashed with golden light, emitting a pleasant mechanical voice.

“Entertainment District 3 Supreme VIP Mr. Xiu, welcome.”

As it spoke, fireworks exploded, and the light screen next to it played “Welcome Supreme VIP Mr. Xiu” back and forth. Robots eagerly brought fruit platters and guided him to the VIP lounge.

Xiu, who hadn’t stepped foot in such a money-squandering den for several lifetimes: …

He braced himself and followed the robot to the lounge.

Money was spent, and he was already here; it couldn’t be wasted, right?

Ten minutes later, sitting stiffly on the soft sofa in the VIP lounge, looking at the list Wen Chu had completely filled out on the light screen in front of him, Xiu just wanted to withdraw his earlier thought.

It was more than not wasting.

Wen Chu directly selected everything selectable; it was completely value for money.

Xiu tried to dissuade him: “So many, we can’t use them all.”

Wen Chu: “It doesn’t matter, we can stay for a few more days.”

The dungeon industry was a one-stop service. If broken in the Entertainment District, one could be sent to the hospital. If forcibly “enforced” in the hospital, one could receive treatment. After saving enough money, one could buy props tried in the Entertainment District at the mall.

Of course, if there were retirement players, they could also lie flat in the Living Area.

Clearly, Wen Chu belonged to the particularly grind-heavy type of player.

Xiu just felt his kidneys starting to hurt again.

He attempted a final struggle: “I can’t use so many props alone, and you don’t have a physical body.”

“I have, I have!” Two arms extended from the wall.

Xiu: “…Can you be a bit more complete?”

Wen Chu extended two legs again.

After a few seconds, Wen Chu also felt looking like this was really unsightly, so he hurriedly retracted them: “Wait a moment, I’ll be right back.”

The subtitles were blocked again. He would draw a lottery to draw himself out now.

After the energy collection progress reached 100%, he had three more lottery chances.

Wen Chu used all three consecutive draws directly.

This time he drew the head, neck, and waist, directly gathering the remaining parts.

He said so; without the subtitles, his luck was always very good.

Now Xiu finally had no reason to refuse, right?

Wen Chu immediately rushed out of the wall whole: “Okay, complete now!”

Silence in the private room.

Under Xiu’s surprised gaze, Wen Chu finally reacted with hindsight.

Wait, his face seemed recognizable by Xiu.

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Xiu had lost the system early on and didn’t know the unlocking mechanism of Wen Chu’s body parts, always thinking Wen Chu could only barely move his limbs.

Therefore, seeing that familiar face appear before his eyes again, Xiu couldn’t help being dazed for a moment.

Although they were together day and night, seeing this face again, he actually felt like they hadn’t seen each other for a long time.

“Wen Chu.” Xiu couldn’t help calling out.

The white-haired boy, wearing a small black and blue cloak, looked at him dully. After a few seconds, he let out a “Ow”, hugged his head, and squatted down.

“I didn’t mean to lie to you. I didn’t want to be the Demon King either. Don’t chop me.”

Wen Chu just wanted to knock out the self from a few minutes ago who was dazzled by the Entertainment District.

Was this face something to reveal casually? If he couldn’t play, then he couldn’t play. Why did he have to select everything?

Now it was great; the lewd money-squandering den was about to turn into a murder scene.

Wen Chu hugged his head and whimpered, his heart desolate.

He was so pitiful. He had just finished repairing the dungeon and sold himself out.

Even if he died and went to hell, he would be laughed at by fellow Demon Kings.

Wen Chu kept his eyes tightly shut, waiting for Xiu’s final judgment.

But strangely, Xiu still didn’t make any move.

Wen Chu carefully moved his fingers apart a little and looked in Xiu’s direction.

He met a pair of smiling transparent blue eyes.

“You thought I would kill you?” Xiu squatted amusingly in front of Wen Chu, who was acting like an ostrich.

Wen Chu buried his head again: “Otherwise?”

Xiu knew he was the Demon King. If not killing him, could it be he would kiss him?

Xiu had almost forgotten the background story. Hearing Wen Chu mention it, he remembered the Demon King still had a role. He felt both amused and heartache.

This dummy, who knows how long he had been struggling with this randomly.

Even so, he was still bent on protecting him.

The white-haired boy was still curled up tightly, looking resigned to his fate: “If you want to kill me, remember to do it quickly. I’m afraid of pain.”

“Sure.” Xiu’s smiling voice came from above. “I’ll give you a quick end. Eat this.”

As he spoke, he offered a pill to Wen Chu’s lips.

Poison?

Wen Chu didn’t think much and ate it directly with the resolve to die.

Eat it, eat it. Being poisoned to death was better than being beheaded.

He didn’t dare ask Xiu for water now, and afraid of bitterness, he swallowed it quickly without even tasting it.

Then he closed his eyes waiting for death to descend.

One second passed, nothing happened.

Ten seconds, twenty seconds, thirty seconds…

Suddenly, Wen Chu felt the palms holding his head become hot.

Was he bleeding?

But why was it fuzzy?

Wen Chu put down his hands and looked up, wanting to take one last look at Xiu at the final moment of his life, but found Xiu holding a camera taking pictures quickly.

Wen Chu: ?

Wen Chu touched his head again, then as if thinking of something, he quickly grabbed the mirror on the table.

In the mirror, two fluffy puppy ears twitched on the white-haired boy’s head.

Wen Chu looked back further.

There was a large drooping white tail at his tailbone.

Wen Chu: …

Wen Chu held the mirror, looking at Xiu in disbelief.

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, Xiu shook the camera in his hand at him.

“A prop requested using VIP privileges just now. Want to see your photo?”

In the camera photo, there was clearly a white-haired boy curled up squatting on the ground, covering his ears.

Like a newborn puppy, pitiful and fluffy.

Wen Chu: …

Wen Chu finally reacted and pounced with a howl: “You bullied me on purpose! Did you know I was the Demon King long ago! You scared me!!”

Xiu let himself be pounced on by the boy. Watching the boy’s tail wagging furiously in anger, he couldn’t help reaching out to touch it, answering irrelevantly: “Cute.”

Wen Chu shivered from the touch.

He shook his ears and had a reaction.

Xiu chuckled lightly and pulled him into his arms.

“Alright, don’t be angry. I didn’t expect you to be struggling with such a cute problem… I never thought of killing you.”

Wen Chu bit his collar angrily and ground his teeth: “I won’t forgive you.”

Xiu: “I’ll play with you in everything, consider it an apology.”

Wen Chu: “…Oh.”

Well, that could be forgiven.

Damn it, the cunning hero bribed him with beauty.

Wen Chu thought about it, still a little unreconciled and aggrieved. He whispered, “You don’t know how much I like you, and you bribe me with this kind of thing…”

Xiu raised an eyebrow and looked at him: “If I didn’t like you, could I have deliberately stepped on the dungeon entrance and fallen down?”

Wen Chu let out an “Eh”, stunned on the spot, his ears twitching again.

Xiu held him: “Baby, I like you very much.”

Wen Chu said blankly: “Is it the kind of like that will stay in the dungeon forever?”

“Of course.” Xiu responded, planting a kiss on his forehead.

“I thought you wouldn’t recover your body in a short time. I originally planned to take you out for a walk after you recovered.”

Xiu glanced at the 100% favorability reached and the remaining seven days of stay, adding: “But I think there’s no need now.”

Wen Chu was kissed dizzy.

It seemed like a dream.

The hero discovered the Demon King’s identity, actually didn’t chop him, but kissed him instead.

Because they hadn’t ordered for too long, the Entertainment District automatically defaulted to ordering these services first, and had teleported them to the room at this time.

The goods Wen Chu had seen in the mall were neatly arranged on the side.

The white-haired boy stopped being dazed. Looking at the things in the room, he confirmed with shining eyes: “Everything is okay, right?”

Xiu: “…Mn.”

The only good news now was probably that the capture was successful. He only needed to stay for seven days, so he wouldn’t really be f*cked to death.