【By the way, did you notice something strange about the host?】

    【Has the host gotten stronger? I don’t remember him being this strong when we were in Laboratory No. 45?】

    【That guy just attacked really fast, his body was clearly enhanced. Ordinary newcomers wouldn’t have been able to handle him, but the host managed to kill him!】

    【What, has the host secretly gotten stronger?】

    【I don’t think it’s surprising. The host can already ignore the rules, so becoming stronger is pretty normal.】

    【Agreed.】

    The deaths of the three players were both expected and unexpected.

    Expected, because in the world of anomalies, there’s Winnie.

    In the world of anomalies, it’s very difficult for players to kill anomalies.

    Only if they’re like Bai Lian, who can ignore the rules.

    Otherwise, ordinary players can’t kill anomalies; it’s almost impossible.

    And these three players clearly weren’t like Bai Lian.

    They couldn’t stand up to Winnie.

    What was unexpected was that the viewers didn’t anticipate that, aside from the ability to ignore the rules, Bai Lian’s own strength was so formidable!

    Liu Cheng’s strength was considered quite high among newcomers.

    But even someone as strong as Liu Cheng couldn’t put up a fight against Bai Lian.

    As for the deaths of the three players, Bai Lian remained completely calm.

    In the world of anomalies, there’s no such thing as a "faction."

    Every player is their own faction, and everyone else is an enemy, even if they’re also players!

    So killing players doesn’t cause Bai Lian the slightest bit of guilt.

    In this world, survival is already hard enough.

    Why bother being overly kind and tormenting yourself?

    “Is this pencil an item or an anomaly?” Bai Lian asked with interest, looking at the pencil that had returned to Winnie’s hand.

    “Of course, it’s an item,” she replied.

    Winnie answered, then suddenly became wary and, looking at him, asked, “Why are you asking about that?”

    “No reason, just curious,” Bai Lian smiled.

    Winnie clearly didn’t believe him.

    Before saying that, you could at least look away, right? You practically wrote "I want it" on your face!

    Seeing Winnie’s wariness, Bai Lian sighed.

    Alright.

    He really did have the thought of taking it for himself.

    After all, such a powerful artifact that can turn into a pen and easily catch enemies off guard when attacking... Who wouldn’t want something like that?

    But looking at Winnie, he realized it would probably be difficult to pry it away from her.

    He glanced around the room. After scanning it, he turned back to Winnie and suddenly smiled.

    Winnie frowned slightly: “My intuition tells me you’re up to no good.”

    So her not knowing other clues makes sense.

    Bai Lian frowned slightly, then relaxed.

    But if that’s the case, finding other clues will be a bit more difficult!

    No, not even “more difficult,” but rather—it won’t be a problem for Bai Lian, who can ignore the rules.

    It’s just that it will require a bit more effort.

    But in that case, he won’t be able to relax.

    Ah!

    Bai Lian quietly sighed.

    Seeing his expression, Winnie asked in surprise: “What’s wrong?”

    “Nothing, I just suddenly thought that I can’t always laze around on my soft bed, so I’m a little sad.” Bai Lian replied with a sad look.

    What do you mean, your bed?

    It’s my bed!

    Winnie looked at him with a gaze full of resentment.

    If she could, she’d really like to give this cheeky guy a good slap!

    Bai Lian ignored Winnie’s murderous gaze.

    He walked over to the wardrobe, opened the door, and looked inside.

    There were sets of luxurious clothes neatly hanging inside.

    He glanced at them and immediately closed the wardrobe.

    Then his gaze shifted to the bedside table next to the bed.

    He walked over, opened it, and inside was a music box.

    Bai Lian took it out and examined it carefully.

    Winnie also walked over and, hugging herself, said: “I’ve seen this music box before.”

    Bai Lian looked at her, waiting for an explanation.

    “It’s David’s thing. It used to always be in his room,” Winnie explained.

    David, the butler?

    How could his music box end up in the master’s room?

    Wait...

    Suddenly, Bai Lian’s expression turned strange, and he looked at Winnie: “How do you know the music box was always in David’s room?”

    When they first entered the dungeon, some fragmented data hinted that Winnie and David had a special relationship.

    It seemed Winnie knew some secret of David’s, and he was being blackmailed by her.

    But blackmail is one thing, knowing such small details like the music box...

    Could it be that she and David...

    “So, did you give it to him?” Bai Lian asked sharply, not waiting for an answer.

    Winnie: ???