Huh? Isn't This A Galgame?

The Nameless guild is currently in an instance where there's only one ultimate treasure chest, and only one team can clear it. The closer to the final destination, the more intense the competition among players becomes, making survival increasingly difficult.

They must give their all, for even a momentary lapse could mean permanently losing their player identity.

This reasoning is clear to the member dressed in night clothes, but she noticed that her guild leader seemed unconcerned.

She and the leader had fought side by side on countless maps, making it to the end.

She knew that when it came to instances involving the Divine Staff Fragment, the leader would go all out — though she was unsure why, his desire for the Fragment far exceeded his own life.

That's why she was utterly shocked at this moment —

Unexpectedly, as she and the leader advanced, he would get distracted even during intense battles.

Of course, the leader's speed in drawing his sword was still quick; his sword would rise and fall, and the ghostly players opposite would fall to the ground like leaves.

However, every time his sword fell, there would be a momentary pause. During that brief daze, an unusual expression would appear on his 'stoic face.'

This scene was simply too bizarre.

If she wasn't hallucinating, then the leader certainly had a serious problem…

After the leader's sword had paused for the fifth time, she even clearly saw a strange smile at the corners of his lips.

Something's wrong!

There must be a problem!

The cold-faced killer Jun Wuming was naturally unaware that his member was worrying about him at this moment.

The leader of the Nameless guild was now half-focused on the battle and advancement, while the other half was caught up in the constant chat messages popping up from the system —

[Master - presumptuous fool: This place, with snowstorms and icehouses, is freezing. Male characters are wrapped up tightly, but female characters wear strappy dresses and shorts to greet players, maintaining professional smiles.]

[Master - presumptuous fool: So dedicated! Truly dedicated!]

[Master - presumptuous fool: This map isn't large, each character could be a major news story on their own.]

[Master - presumptuous fool: How pitiful! The Female War God retired, switched careers to become a chef to reintegrate into society, but faced constant doubts due to excessive innovation!]

[Master - presumptuous fool: Surprise! The Shining Duo suddenly appears at a certain villa!]

[Master - presumptuous fool: A well-dressed male doctor with such a perverted hobby! Turning into Frankenstein, is it to satisfy secret desires or save lost players?!]

Yu Shujun: ...

Does this fool even know what nonsense he's spouting?

It sounds like the other side entered a newly opened intermediate instance.

These new instances have a risk of spoilers, theoretically, most of the content from the messages sent should have been blocked.

However, apparently, the person on the other side isn't quite right in the head, so what they say poses no spoiler risk, and the system's too lazy to block it, sending it directly, word for word, to Yu Shujun's system.

But...

[Slave-Jun: What's Shining?]

[Slave-Jun: Who's Frankenstein?]

Unlike Yu Shujun's style of only replying to one out of ten messages, the other side seems quite idle, replying instantly —

[Master - presumptuous fool: You've never seen Shining? Don't know Frankenstein?]

[Master - presumptuous fool: Didn't even know who Hero Yang was before...]

[Master - presumptuous fool: Bro, are you an alien? Or someone crossed over from another world?]

Yu Shujun didn't respond because a black figure suddenly appeared beside him, pushing Yu Shujun to a hidden cover.

"Leader!" the member worriedly looked at Yu Shujun, "Could it be that you've... been mentally polluted?"

Yu Shujun was momentarily stunned.

The member continued, "Even someone of your level, having your mind infiltrated... the other side must possess incredibly terrifying mental control skills..."

As he spoke, the member gritted his teeth, "Given your current mental state, we might not be suitable to continue advancing together, I think—"

"—Yes," Yu Shujun interrupted, "We'll split up from now on."

The member stood there in shock, "...Leader?"

She wanted to argue further, but the leader didn't give her a chance and had already left with his sword.

...

...

In the guest room on the sixth floor of Snow Mountain Villa, Wen Nan lay in a 'T' shape on the spacious bed, looking up at the ceiling.

Above, on the secret door, the symbols of the 12 constellations were arranged in a vertical line, resembling a Divine Staff.

During a chat with his little servant, Wen Nan kept staring at those symbols, attempting to figure out how to open the secret door.

His gaze swept across those 12 symbols and finally landed on one—

A pattern formed symmetrically with two "∈" shapes.

It's Pisces.

The symbol was unfamiliar, different from the constellation symbols Wen Nan had seen in the real world, with deliberate alterations at some positions.

However, Wen Nan felt that the symbol was very familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before…