Even though this game is called Global Game, who knows if the servers might expand to the entire universe in the future?

Fatty thought to himself, What if the servers do become universal...

Gu Mian's voice came through, "Don't worry, you might not live long enough to see that day."

Fatty: "..."

At this moment, Chu Changge was still staring at the announcement. Gu Mian heard him suddenly ask, "Is the 'Instance Evaluator' a reviewer who doesn't show their face?"

Do they remain entirely unseen, only sending an email for evaluation after instances are completed? Or do they show up for a direct evaluation after an instance is completed but before the player leaves?

"Why don't we try an instance to find out?" Gu Mian casually suggested.

Fatty considered for a moment. I think they definitely can't evaluate in person.

As he spoke, Fatty sneakily glanced at Gu Mian a couple of times, seemingly imagining what might happen if the evaluator showed up in person.

Chu Changge adjusted his glasses. "In any case, the instance mechanism has changed a bit after this event. It's best to be cautious for the next one."

"Hmm," Fatty nodded. "I remember we're set to team up next time with that guy named Laoshizi Hanshan, right? Speaking of which, I wonder how that injured fellow is doing."

Gu Mian stroked his chin. "Once the event is over, he'll be fine. The army has medical staff and ample medical facilities. You should be more concerned about me."

Fatty turned to look at Gu Mian. "Oh yeah, Doctor, you're still being hunted by the ghost from the death warrant, aren't you? I suspect that the group who trapped us during the event was instigated by that ghost."

But why didn't it come itself? The thought had barely surfaced when Fatty found his answer. It probably figured it would die very quickly if it took matters into its own hands.

"And besides the ghost hunting me, I also have a massive IOU," Gu Mian said as he pulled out the [Massive Debt Note].

He currently owed the Nine-headed baby ten thousand Game Coins.

If he pays it back, he will earn the 'Appreciation of the Nine-headed baby.'

If he doesn't, he risks facing the Nine-headed baby's wrath at any moment. This means it could suddenly pop up and throw a fit at him. Gu Mian wasn't sure exactly how it would throw a fit.

Could it suddenly rush out and then, 'WHINE WHINE WHINE WHINE WHINE WHINE WHINE WHINE WHINE'?

However, this particular debt collector didn't seem to have any intention of showing up yet.

Gu Mian had only received this IOU a short time ago, so the Nine-headed baby probably wasn't in a great hurry.

"Anyway, I'm one unlucky doctor," Gu Mian said, flicking the IOU before stuffing it back into his white lab coat. "You all should be more concerned about me. Besides, I'll be entering an instance again soon."

As he spoke, he looked towards his game's friend page.

An unread message from Han Shan had popped up on the friend page.

He opened the message.

[Han Shan]: Set a time.

It was clear this was a very meticulous person, as he didn't even forget to add a period at the end of his message.

Gu Mian replied using his green-colored nickname: "You set it."

The other party seemed to hesitate for a moment before sending another message: How about 9 a.m. the day after tomorrow?

Gu Mian expressed no objection.

Immediately after, Han Shan sent another message: Please tell Mr. Fatty that Night of Roses is now safe.

Gu Mian glanced at Fatty, who was currently studying the female ghost. "Okay, I'll tell him."

Gu Mian hadn't originally planned to stay in this place for too long.

There were too many people, too many prying eyes, and his status was somewhat special. It was best not to wander around in crowded places.

However, as long as he didn't go out often, staying for another two days wouldn't be a problem.

The players who had gathered here over the past two days had mostly dispersed. In fact, when the event had just concluded, the number of players here had already dwindled, as a small portion of them had died during it.

...

Time passed quickly, and soon it was the 'day after tomorrow' that Han Shan had mentioned.

For the past few days, Chu Changge and Fatty had been investigating the Spirit Car.

The car Gu Mian had bought seemed to be broken, and the two were considering whether they could take it to the supermarket for after-sales service to get it repaired.

Although they could afford a new one now, it was better to try repairing it first.

The two had also asked the owner about the person in the room diagonally opposite theirs, but the individual suspected to be Xie Bi'an had checked out when the event began, and his current whereabouts were unknown.

Throughout this time, the female ghost had been standing motionless in the living room, like an emotionless pillar.

This early morning, she was, as usual, standing in the middle of the living room.

At nine o'clock, they had to meet Han Shan at a nearby ticket booth. Chu Changge wasn't planning to go on this instance run and had even persuaded Fatty to slack off with him.

Gu Mian had no idea what these two had secretly plotted before abandoning him.

"Doctor, we'll wait here for you to return," Fatty said, looking a little uneasy, first at Gu Mian, then at the female ghost in the middle of the living room. "By the way, can she enter an instance?"

Theoretically, she shouldn't be able to; otherwise, Mr. Green wouldn't have had to go to such great lengths to try and get back into an instance through the event.

As he thought this, Gu Mian looked at the female ghost standing rigidly.

She had been standing here for several days, her face concealed by long, dirty hair. Blood sometimes dripped from her, making the floor very dirty each time.

Fatty didn't dare to scold her, so he could only patiently use a mop to clean the floor.

"Speaking of which," Fatty said, gesturing with the mop he was holding as another small pool of blood gathered on the floor, "if she keeps following us, don't we need to find out her name?"

"Generally speaking, auxiliary characters in instances don't have names," Gu Mian shrugged. "Of course, this is just my guess. Anyway, she won't tell you even if you ask. Just pick any name for her."

Fatty nodded. "Makes sense. Speaking of which, Doctor, have you read any supernatural novels before?"

Gu Mian stroked his chin. "I've read a few."

Hearing this, Fatty continued, "I remember in supernatural novels, the female ghosts who faithfully stick by the male protagonist are always pretty."

As he spoke, he looked at the female ghost standing in the middle of the living room. Her face was completely covered by her hair, not a single gap visible, and Fatty didn't dare try to push it aside.

"Not just pretty," Gu Mian recalled from his limited stock of novels, "they're usually peerless beauties—so stunning they'd make fish sink and birds fall, outshine the moon and shame the flowers. And to top it off, they always have amazing figures."

Fatty eagerly anticipated the female ghost's appearance, hoping she would match Gu Mian's descriptions.

So when Gu Mian reached out and lifted her curtain of hair, the stark contrast nearly made Fatty choke.

How to describe this face?

As the saying goes, walk the night roads often enough, and you'll eventually encounter rogues.

But if you had this face, you wouldn't have to worry about encountering rogues at all.

Even if a rogue followed you while you were walking at night, you'd just have to turn around with this face, and the rogue would be scared out of his wits and flee.

This face was terrifying—not terrifying in a frightening, ghostly way, but terrifying in its ugliness.

Gu Mian silently let her curtain of hair fall back into place. Seeing Fatty's horrified expression, he commented, "Well, her features are regular, at least..."

Nine o'clock was fast approaching. Gu Mian didn't dwell on the ghost's appearance. He slung his chainsaw over his shoulder and prepared to leave. "I'm off. I hope you guys can think of a name for her before I get back."

Gu Mian walked briskly.

Not long after leaving, he arrived outside the agreed-upon ticket booth.

From afar, he saw Han Shan and Guigu waiting. It was just the two of them; it seemed Han Shan hadn't told anyone else about him.

Probably because the event had just ended, the ticket booth wasn't very crowded.

The group exchanged few words and went straight inside.

Under the ticket officer's somewhat despairing gaze, Han Shan collected a team ticket, then turned and said, "Let's go in."

This was the first instance Gu Mian was entering since the instance mechanism had changed.

And the content of this particular instance was also quite surprising.

[Instance matching succeeded, matching teammates...]

[Teammate matching successful]

[Instance: Bizarre Train Great Escape]

Looking at this instance name, Gu Mian fell into deep thought. This name really is bizarre enough.

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