Chapter 189 Searching for the Final Exit of the Dating Dungeon

Chapter 189: Searching for the Final Exit of the Matchmaking Instance

She quietly withdrew her head, straightened the glass, and bowed in apology, "I'm sorry."

She found some glass glue and painstakingly sealed the glass. While tearing off the tape, she accidentally knocked off a branch.

Picking up the branch and stuffing it into the hollow rib space, now only one of Wuyue's hands was usable.

Looking around the entire bathroom, there wasn't a single piece of toilet paper.

Wuyue smiled, yes, how could she have forgotten?

Plants don’t use the bathroom; they perform photosynthesis.

The heart that had been hanging in suspense finally died.

With a weary expression, the tree face pushed open the door. The immediate priority was to meet up with Prince Squire.

She ransacked the entire room, finding a [D-Class Mad Treant - K1 Cannon Fodder Treant] ID number: 4679, a crude wooden machete (likely an office tool), an iron pot (likely armor), and a lily of the valley on the windowsill (likely a pet).

She also took the human hand and half a human head from the fridge, discovering a strangely colored unknown liquid inside the head. She took everything with her.

Using an old leather suitcase made of branches to pack everything, she changed into a relatively decent set of tattered clothes, and Wuyue pushed open the apartment door.

To her surprise, the reason why it seemed pitch black outside was because she was currently underground.

Around her were countless apartments identical to her own, extending from an unfathomable depth all the way to the surface.

Wuyue kept looking up, realizing that even after reaching the surface, the apartments continued to extend infinitely.

Up and down, side to side, countless apartments spun like a kaleidoscope.

The vast space made her seem utterly tiny.

"Hey, Crazy Treant 4679, no work today?"

A coarse, raspy voice reached her ears. She turned to see a cat-headed man, identical to the cat-headed guard from the previous [Meat Can] dungeon.

But now he wore sunglasses and held a mystery-smelling liquid (probably coffee), looking quite cheerful.

Wu Yue glanced at the ID badge casually tucked in the cat-headed man's pocket: [C-Class Meat Can - K1 Cat-headed Guard] No. 0124.

Wu Yue, "Yeah, you're off today too?"

Cat-headed Man 0124 nodded, "Yeah, I’m going up top to look around. Wanna come?"

Wu Yue, "Sure."

After walking a few steps with Cat-headed Man 0124, he suddenly turned back, "Oh, by the way, heard the news?"

"SSS-Class Fox Spirit has set up a matchmaking dungeon. Actual humans might be coming to our world."

"If you spot them, rip off their disguises and deliver them to the Order Keepers. It’ll unlock a fast-leveling path."

"Then we won’t have to just grind day after day in dungeons for seniority and records."

Under Cat-headed Man 0124’s gaze, Wu Yue nodded slowly, "Got it."

The cat-headed man curled his lip disdainfully, "Tch, still a total snooze."

Following behind the Cat Monster, Wu Yue analyzed the current situation:

Her disguise form—a tree creature, a low-level ghost creature from a D-class dungeon.

Low-level ghost creatures in low-level dungeons have blocky and indistinct appearances.

Even as a tree creature, his set routines determined he was a pretty dull, by-the-book NPC.

The Cat Monster, on the other hand, seemed much more agile.

But limited by his level, he was easy to trick.

Hold on—

Wu Yue suddenly realized—

Did she turn into a tree creature because the Fox Spirit perceived her as just as boring and rigid??

Her fists tightened!! She was fuming!!

Wu Yue pondered, what would Squire turn into?

Though he seemed aloof, he was surprisingly easy to talk to.

Works efficiently, doesn't complain about hard work.

Combined with his snow-white hair, maybe he’d be a polar bear?

Or a white horse? A white deer? A unicorn?

Honestly, with Squire's good looks, Wu Yue found it hard to imagine him turning into something ugly.

"4679, hurry up!"

Wu Yue shuffled forward a few steps, and a massive column of light appeared before her.

Several ghost monsters were lining up for the elevator ahead. Wu Yue quietly lined up behind them, detecting no sign of Squire within five meters.

She noticed that each ghost monster boarding the elevator would place their ID badge on the reader in front.

With a sharp beep, the reader displayed their ID info while deducting the elevator fare.

When it was Wu Yue’s turn, she placed the tree creature’s pass on it.

"Access granted: [D-class Mad Treant-K1 Cannon Fodder] No. 4679.

3 points deducted. Current balance: 240."

Cat Monster 0124 leaned in, and Wu Yue made a half-hearted attempt to block it belatedly.

Cat Monster 0124 scoffed, "Save your effort. You’re always slow to react—I already saw it.

Hey, when do you think expendables like us will ever earn enough credits to reach the surface?"

Wu Yue followed the crowd of ghost monsters into the elevator. "I just want to stay alive."

Cat Monster 0124 nodded. "Yeah, bro, that’s the most down-to-earth way to think.

Clear-headed! Honestly, in this place, simple minds live easiest."

Wu Yue, "...Hmm."

OMG, can you believe this?

Her acting was so convincing, she actually got praised by the monsters.

This is insane!

The elevator shot upward at terrifying speed, and the rapid ascent caused intense discomfort, accompanied by a strong sense of weightlessness.

As it rose higher, the surroundings grew brighter, from overhead to all around.

Until, suddenly, she found herself in broad daylight.

"The elevator has reached the surface. Please exit calmly."

Stepping out of the elevator's light beam, Wu Yue cautiously scanned the area from the corner of her eye.

In the distance stood a skyscraper-sized lighthouse piercing the clouds, its peak obscured by swirling mist.

The ground was lined with weirdly-shaped storefronts, their streets adorned with neon lights. Flurries drifted down from the sky, leaving the ground slick and slippery.

Owlman 0124 couldn't stand this slippery environment and despised the icky wetness of melting snow on his skin.

He spat and muttered, "Typical. Just my luck to run into a snowy day.

The damn forecast this morning said clear skies!

Hey, Treant 4679, peace out."

Without waiting for Wuyue to wave goodbye, Catman 0124 grumbled and took the elevator back.

The good news is that with Tree Person 4679, who knew her, leaving, Wuyue no longer had to worry about her identity being exposed.

The bad news is that without someone to extract information from, she now had to rely on herself to continue exploring this world full of ghosts and monsters.

Instead of aimlessly searching for the Squire like looking for a needle in a haystack, it would be better to find the exit of the instance first.

The final outcome could only be left to their non-existent tacit understanding,

and, fate.

As an elimination-based instance, there was no possibility of dying within it.

Thus, with everything based on virtuality and the impossibility of real death,

coupled with the fact that the Fox spirit had provided an SSS-grade divine item, which was absolutely not something to be given away easily.

Wuyue leaned towards the idea that the exit of the instance was located in the most dangerous place on the entire map.

That is,

she turned her head to look at the top of the towering lighthouse,

there.