Huh? Isn't This A Galgame?

[*Short and Fat*: The "conquest" mentioned in this task should mean using that item, to reverse it, making the female ghost fear the player instead, being forced to submit to the player]

[*Short and Fat*: But this is just my wild guess, after all, I've never seen this instance before, and no one knows what the right answer is]

[I think what Short and Fat said is the right answer]

[+1]

[Then this task is a bit difficult, it's already good if the player doesn't fear the ghost, but to make the ghost fear the player instead?]

[After all, it's an intermediate instance, a bit of difficulty is normal]

[Darn it, I just want to know when Jiu cilang will wake up!]

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...

Wen Nan was awakened by the fierce scratching at the door.

Groggily, he got up to open the door and saw a giant Chow Chow, rolling a candle and a meat bone to his feet, and then lying on its back with its belly up.

Wen Nan watched the dog's belly rise and fall.

He felt like he had seen this scene before...

Has time rewound?

At this moment, at the end of the corridor, a short-haired girl in a yellow dress stood in the corner, looking disdainfully at the Chow Chow outside the guest room door, tongue out and belly exposed.

"Hmph! A sycophant ends up with nothing. Little P., that fool, doesn't understand this principle at all."

"She tries so hard to get close to Mr. Ye, but isn't she just turned away again and again?"

"Distance brings beauty, keeping a distance creates mystery, and only with mystery can the spark of love ignite. This principle, that stupid dog, just doesn't get it."

Just as she was thinking this, the disdain on Xiao Huang's face suddenly disappeared, her eyes narrowed into slits.

At the same time, her true form, a fat orange cat a size larger than a big dog, was confronting a man in the living room on the first floor.

The fat orange cat curled its limbs and tail nestled by its side, trying hard to shrink its body into a tight ball, fit into the narrow single-seater sofa, then with its neck drawn in and eyes narrowed, it looked straight ahead.

Right in front of the fat orange cat, a man was holding a ball of yarn, swinging it left and right, trying to catch the cat's attention.

Foolish human...

To think he could conquer me with a ball of yarn, huh, ridiculous!

Liang Yiming's arm, holding the yarn ball, ached with fatigue, but the orange cat opposite remained unimpressed.

This made him suspect whether this item had become ineffective in this second task?

Though somewhat shaken inside, he didn't pull back the yarn ball, and even shook his arm to bring it closer to the fat orange cat's nose.

The fat orange's body, like a small mountain, remained still, but the tail coiled at its feet involuntarily started to sway up and down.

Seeing this, Liang Yiming smiled with delight.

There was a response!

In his mind, a system prompt soon came through—

Beaky: [Congratulations player! Using the key item 'Little Y.'s Yarn Ball', you successfully transformed Little Y.'s hostile emotion into friendly emotion, thereby gaining 2% of Little Y.'s exclusive friendly emotion towards you.]

Beaky: [Congratulations player! Main task 2 completion increased to: 1%!]

Hearing this prompt, Liang Yiming couldn't help feeling a bit deflated.

He had been holding that ball for so long and only earned 2% friendly emotion, which merely raised the task completion by 1%?

At this rate, he wouldn't be able to complete the task on time.

He must find a way to speed up the progress.

In stark contrast to Liang Yiming's thoughts, the orange cat across the room grew increasingly furious after seeing its own swaying tail—such a traitorous tail shouldn't even belong to her!

Thwack!

The orange cat lifted its paw and slapped the tail onto the sofa.

At this moment, a figure approached.

The orange cat, on full alert, instantly fluffed up, every fine hair standing on end.

"Meow!"

Uttering a warning growl from the throat, the orange cat raised its paw and slapped towards that figure, then like a missile, launched itself from its spot straight up to the second floor.

Liang Yiming's agility wasn't low, and at the instant the orange cat raised its paw, he retreated at full speed, but after all, it's a seven-star strategy character, even with his alertness, he couldn't emerge unscathed from a close-range full-speed attack from the opposite.

A searing pain spread from his arm instantly.

Seeing that nimble fatty leap onto the second floor, Liang Yiming looked down to find two bloody wounds on his arm, deep enough to see the bone.

"Hiss..."

Is this an orange cat or Wolverine? Its claws are too sharp, right?

With such deep wounds, would they get infected?

Now, the equipment bar on this map is locked, unable to use healing potions. If his body got into trouble, it might be very troublesome.

Thinking this, Liang Yiming cradled his injured arm to his chest and stepped towards the pharmacy on the upper floor where the doctor was.

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...

In front of the guest room door on the sixth floor, Wen Nan stood there, holding a meat bone in one hand and a candle in the other, earnestly trying to persuade Little P. to leave:

"I've received your affection, thank you, but I'm afraid I can't... cough...

"We're not even the same species... no, that's not the point, the point is...

"Go find Xu Dongsheng, Little P., that gentleman living in room R.H. on the east side of the third floor, he is your ultimate destination."

As a man and dog tugged at each other, out of the corner of his eye, Wen Nan saw a yellow figure approaching not too close nor too far.

It was that fat orange cat Xiao Y., with its tail held high, walking past Wen Nan's guest room door from one end of the hallway to the other, with its head held high and stride unwavering.