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    Chapter 441: The Little Mute Trapped in the Dungeon Is Being Doted On (28)

    Si Song let out a low chuckle when Song Chuyi touched his head.

    At the same time, he reached out and grabbed his wrist, leaning in to rub his cheek against his palm.

    "Why *don’t* you want us to kill them, A’Chu?"

    Song Chuyi found Si Song's question rather strange.

    Although he wasn’t the original host or the actual CEO,

    in Si Song’s eyes, he was essentially an NPC at this moment.

    NPCs and players were natural enemies—shouldn’t it make sense that he didn’t want them to kill those fellow NPCs?

    Unless… Si Song didn’t think of him as an NPC.

    Seeing that he didn’t answer, Si Song squeezed his wrist a little harder.

    "A’Chu, I told you before—the props you touched all materialized in my realm."

    "They’re a game-changer."

    "Some creatures have appeared in my world, and these props can kill them."

    A shadowy glint flickered deep in his pitch-black pupils, hiding something beyond comprehension.

    "What about A’Chu?"

    His voice was hoarse.

    "Can A’Chu appear in my world?"

    The coffee was definitely messing with him.

    It intensified the love in people’s hearts—take his love for talking; after drinking the coffee, he couldn’t stop himself from wanting to speak nonstop.

    But at the same time, it also magnified the desires in his heart.

    Now—no, ever since meeting A’Chu—his urge to claim him had overshadowed even his desire to talk.

    His nerves buzzed with excitement, and all his thoughts were fixated on Song Chuyi.

    "A’Chu, I’ve already become a manager."

    "Will you hug me?"

    Even as he spoke, he was already dragging Song Chuyi into an embrace.

    It seemed he lacked the patience to wait for him to initiate it.

    The faint woody fragrance lingered in the air, somewhat reminiscent of the scent of a coffee tree’s bark.

    The bizarre thought flitted through Si Song’s head, gone as fast as it came.

    "A’Chu."

    He murmured his name, soft and lingering, yet laced with a thread of obsession.

    Song Chuyi was cradled in his arms, his arms wrapped around his waist.

    It was a hug that felt long overdue.

    Song Chuyi dropped his gaze, quietly listening to Si Song's erratic heartbeat.

    Being mute, he couldn't express his thoughts anytime or anywhere.

    And Si Song talked too much, so most of the time, he just listened to him ramble on.

    With less time to express himself, many things couldn't be conveyed clearly at once.

    Fortunately, Si Song understood him.

    Thinking this, Song Chuyi held on a little tighter.

    Si Song felt the change in his grip, a glint of satisfaction in his eyes.

    "You're so good, A'Chu."

    How could there be someone so perfect?

    As if every part of him hit all the right notes for him.

    It made him crave, drove him wild, and brought him to his knees.

    After holding him for a while, Si Song lowered his head, his throat working.

    "A'Chu, I've talked it over with Zhou Bosheng."

    "We'll leave A'Chu alone for now."

    Song Chuyi nodded, then remembered something. He grabbed a pen off the table and wrote two words on a document.

    "Sixth floor."

    Si Song got it right away.

    "A'Chu, are you saying there's someone on the sixth floor who can suppress you?"

    Song Chuyi nodded again.

    Si Song thought it over and quickly put it together fast.

    The Chairman might seem like the top dog, but above him were the Chairman and the board of directors.

    They were the ones calling the shots.

    Si Song squinted. "Seems like the final boss we're up against is still upstairs."

    Mentioning this, his expression grew complicated.

    "A'Chu, who exactly are you?"

    It still didn't add up for him.

    Why would A'Chu help them? And how did he possess those kinds of powers?

    Song Chuyi shot Si Song a look, then picked up a black fountain pen and wrote a sentence on the document.

    "What do you think these dungeons exist for?"

    Si Song froze, sensing something amiss.

    "A'Chu, what are you trying to say?"

    Song Chuyi added: "If the dungeons close, will it truly be good for Planet Blue Aqua?"

    Monsters are already appearing on Planet Blue Aqua. Once the dungeons close, will these monsters originally from the dungeons really vanish just because the Infinite World disappears?

    Song Chuyi had been wrestling with this idea ever since entering this dungeon.

    The System's core directive remains unchanged—his mission should always be to prevent the antagonist from destroying the world.

    If the antagonist completing the Infinite World equals the antagonist destroying the world, does that mean the moment this Infinite World is shut down, it spells doom for Planet Blue Aqua?

    Song Chuyi speculated that these small dungeons might serve as holding dimensions for monsters and unresolved attachments.

    But for some unknown reason, this "holding dimension" became compromised, or perhaps developed leaks.

    Planet Blue Aqua's inhabitants were drawn into the dungeons, and completing them was equivalent to killing the monsters or resolving the attachments.

    Once the so-called holding dimension could no longer detect the attachments, it lost its purpose.

    But while attachments could fade, the monsters within the holding dimension would not disappear.

    So they spilled over onto Planet Blue Aqua.

    As for why they only appeared on Planet Blue Aqua now, it was likely because these ten SSS-class dungeons were containing them.

    Once the last SSS-class dungeon was completed, the monsters originally contained would fully descend upon Planet Blue Aqua.

    That would be true apocalypse.

    With limited time, Song Chuyi couldn’t write out all his conjectures, so he simply penned on the paper:

    "The dungeons might be monster containment fields."

    Seeing this, Si Song went quiet, thinking deeply.

    He quickly caught Song Chuyi's meaning, his expression growing increasingly grave.

    His earlier suspicions were indeed correct.

    That dungeon clue was truly strange.

    It claimed that as long as they completed the ten SSS-class dungeons, this so-called Destiny Dungeon would close, and the people of Planet Blue Aqua would no longer need to live in fear.

    But in reality, that wasn’t the case.

    Their suffering would only worsen.

    Si Song pursed his lips. "A'Chu, can I stay here with you?"

    He could refuse to complete this dungeon—perhaps that would prevent those monsters from descending upon Planet Blue Aqua.

    Song Chuyi shook his head, then wrote a few words on the paper: "It’s too late."

    This last SSS-class dungeon was merely a flimsy barrier. Even if left incomplete, it would only delay the inevitable for a little longer.

    The monsters have already arrived, and there's no turning back now.

    But... this is also an opportunity.

    For a lower realm to ascend, both opportunity and strength are indispensable.

    This glitched containment is the opportunity, and the decade of hard-won experience is the strength.

    Now, they must use their strength to seize this opportunity and ascend to a higher realm.

    Song Chuyi held Si Song's hand, a soft white glow emanating from his palm.

    Si Song stared at him, surprised.

    "A'Chu?"

    His mind suddenly raced, as if his blood was pounding through his veins.

    Desire consumed him at this moment.

    Si Song's breathing grew heavy, his voice rough with desire.

    "What did A'Chu do?"

    Song Chuyi: ???

    He had only intensified Si Song's own obsession—why was he breathing so heavily?

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