Speaking of which, what did I say that evening...

Gu Mo tried to recall, but still couldn't remember. When he was with Ah Xiu, he was always the one trying to keep the conversation going to avoid awkward silences, while the girl remained silent. This happened so often that he naturally forgot what he had said.

Staring at the cover of the record for a while, he sighed deeply, extending his slender index finger to rub his brow in some frustration. Perhaps that's just human nature. Now he felt a bit of regret... Of course, this was probably a very normal emotional fluctuation. If he had to do it again, he would probably still make the same choice.

Anyway, he would have to go back eventually...

Muttering this to himself, Gu Mo resisted the urge to click on the Warring States Journey to relive the experience and instead opened the latest play record.

As of now, he still didn't know how to discern the dungeon refresh mechanism, couldn't confirm its pattern, and every time he entered a new Dungeon World, it was purely a gamble based on luck. Until he crossed that invisible boundary, he had no idea what the world on the other side was.

Familiar or unfamiliar, known or unknown, high magic or high martial arts, or a relaxed everyday style...

None of this was known.

So, naturally, there was even less certainty about how to return to a previously chosen Dungeon World. And in his current experience, he indeed hadn't encountered a dungeon that refreshed back into existence. But judging by the testimonies of Abe no Seimei and Minamoto no Yoshiie, it was a guarantee of sorts.

At least Gu Mo could be sure that he would definitely be able to return, and knowing this, there was nothing to worry about... The only thing he needed to do was take advantage of this time to grow, lest he find himself having to rely on Ah Xiu when he returned, which would be quite awkward.

As if his Spirit or consciousness was suddenly thrown back into the previous world, Gu Mo found himself standing on the rooftop of an unfamiliar city. In the distance, there was a colossal and terrifyingly winding creature, a snake-like shadow encircling the distant school building...

He familiarly surveyed around, decisively choosing to fast forward. His vision blurred, and the scene began to warp, as if light and scenery were being dragged and distorted.

He fast-forwarded all the way, dragging the progress bar directly to that last night, only then did Gu Mo stop. He looked in all directions, the city transformed into an ocean of joy, colorful glow sticks and support signs flashing with light, countless humans or demons cheering and calling out, the scene one of great merriment.

On the stage, the green-masked Devil spread his arms, embracing the world of the night, laughing loudly at the same time.

Anything goes, with no restraints.

Deliberate mischief, doing whatever one desires!

A strange color flickered in Gu Mo's eyes as he recalled the magical power of that mask. It didn't impart a sense of overwhelming dominance but rather a graspable Power, as if everything in the external environment, including people or objects, was an extension of his own limbs or will.

They were like clay that could be molded into any shape desired with just a thought.

Even though rationality told him he shouldn't over-rely on this thing, Gu Mo couldn't suppress the latent infatuation deep within him. That reckless and arrogant confidence might not be a good thing, but the feeling of assured success no matter what he did was truly irresistible.

"I wonder if I could edit out the mask..."

Calming his thoughts, he coolly assessed himself on the stage, still finding that smooth mask wrapping his face like a facial mask to be too ugly and difficult to look at. Besides, this style would probably quickly remind people of "The Mask".

If possible, Gu Mo would still prefer to keep this card hidden... Although the real world seemed truly ordinary and mundane, who could say for sure? Naturally, it was necessary to conceal some abilities, especially since he himself lived in the real world.

It's better to be as careful as possible. Even if the privacy protection of the dog system seemed quite strong, he couldn't afford to be overly relaxed or careless. Otherwise, it might...

Be dissected by scientists...

Be targeted by a mysterious dark world...

Have future people using a Time Machine come back to impose restrictions...

While these strange thoughts spun in his mind, he earnestly searched through the various editing tools provided by the dog system and quickly found what he was looking for.

...

...

It was around eleven in the morning.

In the office.

Luo Yuan took a sip of hot water from his cup, stretched, and then, noticing the absence of anyone around, cautiously operated a mouse on the computer, opening a video website. Although it was still working hours and there was always work to be done, his boss paid him a salary for the work he completed, which could only be described as an equivalent exchange.

The only true way to make money was to slack off at work and fleece the capitalist machine!

"Huh?"

Just after logging in, as soon as he refreshed, Luo Yuan saw that a content creator he followed had posted a new update... Wait, hadn't they already announced they were on hiatus? It was a bit of a pity because he actually quite liked that Warring States Journey series. The scenes and props were crafted with care, and the special effects were very realistic.

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