Song Jinshi had never entered a punishment dungeon before, and he was a bit worried, “Things should be fine, right?”
“Don’t worry, host. Entering the punishment dungeon is just like entering an ordinary dungeon, and during this time, no one will disturb you.”
Hearing this, Song Jinshi let out a sigh of relief, “Then I’m at ease.”
Upon returning to his room, he suddenly thought of something.
“Little assistant, can I accumulate my rest time?”
“What I mean is, if I enter the dungeon now, can the remaining rest days be added up? So that I can take a longer break all at once later.”
After Song Jinshi asked this, the little assistant paused for a moment, “Please wait, host, I’ll go ask.”
He asked this not without reason; Suihan was going to enter the punishment dungeon, and he couldn’t go with him. By the time Suihan came out, he might still be in the dungeon.
If he entered the dungeon now, then he should be able to join him in the next dungeon later.
Moreover, Song Jinshi had his own little thoughts; as long as he was quick enough to enter, no one would be able to catch him.
He hadn’t forgotten the bounty that those people had placed on him.
If he could accumulate rest time, he planned to enter the next dungeon immediately.
Yuanwen had already approached him, and after today’s incident, it was very likely that others already knew he was not an NPC. If they found him, he couldn’t imagine what would happen to him.
While waiting for the little assistant, Song Jinshi tidied up the room completely.
Finally, as night began to fall, the little assistant returned.
“Host, after intense discussion, your vacation time can be accumulated.”
As his heart lifted, Song Jinshi exclaimed, “Then let’s hurry and enter the dungeon!”
As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed eagerly to the dungeon hall.
Since he was entering the dungeon early, he could choose which dungeon to enter.
Song Jinshi glanced at the names of the dungeons, each one seeming filled with bloodshed and horror.
After hesitating for a long time, he discovered a relatively mild name in one corner.
“Cloud Mountain Sanatorium.”
Amidst names like ‘Death’ and ‘Bloodshed’, this title was remarkably gentle.
Satisfied, Song Jinshi nodded, “This one will do.”
——
After a moment of darkness, when Song Jinshi opened his eyes again, he found himself lying in a bed.
“You’re awake.”
A delighted voice rang in his ears.
This voice acted like a switch; the moment he heard it, countless memories flooded back to him.
The original character’s parents died in a car accident when he was eighteen, leaving behind a huge fortune and company.
However, he had never learned how to manage a company, and his parents had never forced him to study these things.
He was completely clueless about managing that wealth.
But fortunately, when he was young, his parents brought home a little boy, saying he would be a playmate for him, and as they grew up, he could help manage the company. Now, those tasks naturally fell onto that companion.
Song Jinshi didn’t continue to recall; understanding the basic relationships was enough for him.
In the eyes of those just now, it was clear that Song Jinshi, who had just woken up, had not yet reacted, still digesting the situation before him.
“Little assistant, does this dungeon have any tasks?”
“Host, um…”
The little assistant hesitated, realizing that their host had unintentionally entered this dungeon. Despite the name sounding harmless, there were significant issues within!
This sanatorium had…
Sigh.
“Host, the task of this dungeon is to immerse yourself in the role of the original character.”
Song Jinshi sounded a bit excited, “Immersive role-play? That’s so simple!”
The little assistant paused, “Host, it’s about eliminating memory so that you truly think you are the original character.”
Song Jinshi remained oblivious to the hidden meaning in the little assistant’s words; the concept of immersive role-playing while eliminating memories intrigued him.
“Don’t worry, little assistant, we can start the task now.”
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a wave of dizziness.
When he opened his eyes again, his gaze was no longer clear; instead, it radiated sadness and melancholy.
“Where is Song Yanchi? Why isn’t he here with me?”
Song Jinshi softly asked the caregiver beside him.
The caregiver adjusted Song Jinshi’s blanket and comforted the panicked young man gently.
“Little young master, Mr. Yanchi is busy at the company and will be here when it gets dark.”
Upon hearing that Song Yanchi wouldn’t come until dark, the light in Song Jinshi’s eyes immediately dimmed.
“Are you hungry, little young master? You’ve been unconscious for many days, and Mr. Yanchi is very worried about you.”
Song Jinshi weakly lifted his fragile neck, resembling a porcelain doll that seemed as if it might shatter with a touch, “Really? Is Song Yanchi really worried about me?”
The caregiver nodded.
Ever since Mr. Song and his wife had their accident, the young master had become extremely fragile; she genuinely feared he might do something rash.
Previously, the little young master simply liked to cling to Mr. Yanchi, but now he couldn’t bear to be apart from him at all.
It was only natural, as Mr. Yanchi was now the only family the little young master had left in this world; all those other relatives were simply interested in his wealth. Only Mr. Yanchi treated him sincerely.
After the caregiver left the room, a voice suddenly rang in Song Jinshi’s mind.
“Hello, host. I am your little assistant. If you complete the tasks I issue, I can help you revive your parents.”
The assistant got straight to the point, tempting Song Jinshi with the revival of his parents to complete the task.
After all, when it first bound itself to Song Jinshi, it had to try hard to persuade him.
With this condition in place, the assistant believed Song Jinshi wouldn’t resist.
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