There Must Be Something Wrong With This Game!

Chapter 10: Chapter 10: End of the Instance

The man in the white suit smiled at Duan Fei as if looking at a good friend.

After becoming a lackey of the Evil God, he had seen many people with powerful Spirit. They maintained their sanity and composure in the face of strange phenomena, using their formidable Spirit and admirable courage to solve puzzles and ultimately arrive here, in front of the cave.

However, they were all assimilated by the darkness.

No exceptions.

As long as one is human, they have selfish motives, desires, and cravings.

The darkness in the cave could bring people’s fantasies to life, projecting what they desired most and luring them step by step into its depths.

The darkness would feed on human despair and fear. However, upon realizing someone would not be overcome by fear and despair, the man in the white suit would act directly, assimilating them into the darkness.

The man in the white suit had imagined many possible reactions from Duan Fei and was confident he could pull the other man into his rhythm, ultimately making him one of his own.

But he had never expected this kind of Reaction from Duan Fei.

"Your character design is all wrong, buddy," Duan Fei said, displeased. "On the walkie-talkie, you were clearly some hot-tempered dude, but now you’re playing this whole ’welcoming the worthy’ act. You’ve completely lost your cool factor."

"Cool factor?"

"For a player, the most important thing is to have fun. For a boss, the most important thing is the cool factor. I’m not asking you to destroy the world the moment you appear, but at least keep your character consistent, okay? Here, I’ll give you another chance. Go back behind the curtain and try again. I’ve even thought of an opening line for you: ’I have sat upon the Golden Toilet for thirty thousand years.’"

"Golden Toilet?"

[The man in the suit is slightly confused by your words, but his Spirit is formidable and has not suffered any mental impact.]

"Tch, as expected."

’His Spirit really is formidable. My wisecracks had no effect at all. He’s a tough opponent, for sure.’

Shaking his head, the man in the white suit looked at Duan Fei, the smile on his lips growing brighter.

"To still be able to laugh at a time like this... I’m liking you more and more. You must be Rongge Company’s ace weapon. Whatever they’re paying you to stop me, I can double it."

"Really?!" Duan Fei immediately grew excited. "Six thousand Abyss coins, a full set of legendary weapons—mythical works too, I’m not picky! With that stuff, I guarantee I’ll be darker than the darkness!"

"What are those?" the man in the white suit asked, confused.

"Um... what I mean is, I will never coexist with the darkness!"

Listening in, Little Fatty watched Duan Fei helplessly and covered his head. "Duan Someone, can you have some integrity? Were you just about to defect to the enemy?"

"What else?"

"You’re actually admitting it!"

"What else?"

The man in the white suit stared at Duan Fei, then gave a helpless, bitter smile. "I see now. You’re using this method to counteract my influence on you. You’re a real man. Even now, you’re still looking for my weakness, for a way to defeat me."

"Not really. If you could afford the price, I really wouldn’t mind being on your side."

"Alright, enough talk. Goodbye."

The man in the white suit raised his hand. A huge black hole suddenly appeared on the white curtain, and a liquid-like black sludge surged out, spewing toward Duan Fei.

Floating in midair, the man in the white suit watched as Duan Fei was submerged by the black sludge. "The anthem of humanity is the anthem of courage," he said with a sigh. "But courage only allows you to die with dignity; it can’t keep you alive. Farewell, brave challenger."

This black sludge was the condensed fear and despair from the darkness. A normal person would go insane from the slightest touch, making it perfect for burying those challengers with extraordinary courage.

Watching them die in despair amidst the Illusions and pain brought by the black sludge was the highest respect the man in the white suit could offer them.

Witnessing the black sludge swallow Duan Fei’s body, submerging him completely, the man in the white suit sighed with regret.

Wiping a tear from the corner of his eye, he prepared to return to the other side of the cave, back to the darkness, and await the next offering.

But just as he was about to step through the cave entrance, he whipped his head around and saw Duan Fei still standing in the same spot.

"You’re fine!" the man in the white suit shouted in disbelief.

"Well, not exactly fine. My Spirit went up by 100 points. It’s a bit of a shame no achievement popped up, though."

"Why are you fine?! Was there not enough sludge?"

More black sludge surged out. The thick, asphalt-like darkness carried an aura of despair as it rushed toward Duan Fei.

"Despair! Fear!"

The moment the black sludge touched him, Duan Fei immediately saw numerous Illusions and felt the boundless pain it brought.

Anime girls in various outfits appeared beside Duan Fei, their fashion sense perfectly aligned with his tastes.

The scorching black sludge felt like he had entered a hot spring, while a voice constantly echoed in his ear: [The black sludge is corroding your Spirit, filling you with courage. Spiritual Power has increased by 100 points.]

Silently enjoying the comfort brought by the black sludge, Duan Fei felt that this game was truly amazing.

’From now on, I’m going to live in this game!’

When the notifications in his ear finally stopped, Duan Fei found that his Spirit had risen to an unbelievable level.

The black sludge could no longer corrode his Spirit, and the despair from the dark side could no longer shake his will.

Stretching his muscles, Duan Fei asked in the chat, "Little Fatty, what time is it?"

"10:30 PM."

"...Game time."

"Oh, 5:59:50 AM. Is it finally about to end? I was getting so sleepy from waiting."

"Yep. It’s hunting time."

Drawing his Crowbar, Duan Fei gripped it and pointed it at the man in the white suit in the air.

The next moment, the Spiritual Armor activated.

Unbelievable Spirit brought unbelievable Power.

Although only a third of it was applied to his other Attributes, it was enough to turn Duan Fei into an omnipotent superman at this moment.

Everything around him slowed to an incredible degree. The shining Spiritual Armor enveloped his body, turning him into a god-like being.

A single strike from the Crowbar slammed into the man in the white suit. The overflowing data transformed into a dazzling rainbow, directly shattering the man’s body.

"Agh! Impossible! Who the hell are you?!"

The shattered man in the white suit fled frantically toward the darkness, trying to regenerate within it, but Duan Fei had already beaten him to it, grabbing the black hole on the curtain.

Then...

He tore it to shreds.

Behind the black hole, an Evil God let out a deafening roar due to the destruction of the passage. But Duan Fei merely shot it a look, and the Evil God’s roar died down, turning into a low whimper.

"Just what are you?"

Realizing that even his greatest backer was helpless, the man in the white suit’s defenses finally broke.

As the spokesman for the darkness, he could only look at Duan Fei in terror, letting out a pathetic cry like a little chick.

"Just a passing-by gamer."

Stepping forward, Duan Fei raised his Crowbar and finished off the man in the white suit for good.

Just like that, exactly ten seconds had passed.

Putting away his Crowbar, Duan Fei’s Spiritual Armor vanished. He himself felt that it was over all too soon.

’The feeling of being a real man for ten seconds was just too good. Too bad there probably won’t be such a great opportunity again.’

A red fire door had appeared, which meant this instance was over and he had to leave.

The moment he pushed open the fire door and returned to that endless office, Duan Fei heard the system’s notification.

"Instance: Security Guard’s Night has concluded. Commencing reward calculation."