“Qi Yu has been inside for such a long time. Why is he still not coming out?”
Wang Yicheng muttered anxiously under his breath. The mist had slowed significantly after entering the hospital. Right now it would not seep into the stairwell for a while, but staying here for too long was still suffocating.
A whole group of players, dressed in borrowed nurse uniforms, squeezed together with a bunch of ghosts from the dungeon and two spirits who definitely looked like they would not be easy to deal with. What kind of bizarre situation was this supposed to be?
Tang Yu replied, “No idea. But I don’t think we need to worry about him just yet. Did you not notice the looks in those ghosts’ eyes? They have already started preparing behind us.”
The moment Wang Yicheng heard the words preparing the tools, he trembled violently, thinking the ghosts were about to turn hostile and attack them.
His grip tightened around the iron rod in his hands. When he cautiously lifted his head, he finally understood what Tang Yu meant by preparing the tools.
They were holding razors.
No one knew where these ghosts had found so many shaving razors. They were all wearing hospital gowns stained with varying amounts of blood, each of them grinning with unsettling smiles while locking their dark, eerie eyes onto the players’ legs.
The players fell silent.
Wang Yicheng included. Every single one of them suddenly felt a cold draft sweep across their calves, sending chills straight up their spines.
A bit frightening. More than a bit, honestly.
“Captain,” someone spoke up timidly, “They are only planning to shave our leg hair, right? They won’t end up shaving higher and higher, will they?”
Wang Yicheng was speechless.
What kind of strange thoughts were living inside this person’s brain?
Stop. Immediately.
Perhaps Wang Yicheng’s glare was too obvious, because the person quickly added weakly, “I am just worried. I have spent a very long time growing out my chest hair.”
Wang Yicheng paused.
Ah. So it was chest hair he was concerned about.
Before he could speak, Tang Yu’s voice drifted over lazily, “What are you all whispering about over there? Hurry up and take your razors. Shave your own legs. Do not tell me you cannot even shave your own leg hair?”
Tang Yu, whose own body hair was quite sparse, was extremely efficient. With two swift movements, he cleaned up everything neatly. After finishing, he even turned back and flashed a sweet, sunny smile at the delicate looking female patient ghost who had handed him the razor.
“Thank you, miss. Is it alright if I use that restroom over there to rinse my legs?”
The group of players stared in stunned confusion.
They had all been fooled by the sight of a ghost holding a razor. Some had even expected to enjoy the unsettling privilege of having their leg hair shaved by ghosts themselves. Never in their wildest expectations did they think it would turn out to be a self service system.
Though, self service was not necessarily a bad thing.
At least it felt considerably safer.
Song Qing unceremoniously dragged over the chair Qi Yu had been sitting in previously. From that seat, he watched a group of grown men, all wearing pink frilly dresses, sticking their bottoms out while scraping away at their legs with razors. His entire ghostly form shook with barely contained laughter.
When Song Qing approached, Xie Shao instinctively moved his chair a little further away. He even wanted to hide his sunflower seeds, but after thinking about it, he placed them back down openly. It was not like Song Qing could eat them anyway.
As for Qi Yu…
He was currently examining the pile of clothing with a tormented expression.
Back when he had still been a pure, innocent homebody, he had naturally admired pretty young ladies with his dormmates, praising how they looked in skirts, how long and slender and flawless their legs were. But now that he was the one wearing the skirt, he finally understood the terrifying truth hidden beneath the beauty.
Why did skirts require so many extra support structures inside?
How could stockings be so thin and so tiny? Was it even physically possible to squeeze both legs into something this fragile?
And that last item… the undergarments.
Qi Yu glanced at the terrible color combination, the frilly lace trims, and the small, coquettish bow sitting at the waistband.
His soul felt torn in half.
If possible, he would have absolutely chosen to wear nothing but the skirt and skip all the other items. But unfortunately, every single piece stuffed into his backpack had one shared name.
The furious doctor’s wife costume set.
And what was a set?
A set meant everything had to be worn together. Not a single piece could be skipped.
The moment Qi Yu realized this cruel truth, he felt as though something inside him collapsed.
He truly suspected the game’s system developer was secretly working together with Xie Shao.
The situation had already reached this stage. No matter how unwilling he was, he could only grit his teeth and force himself to put it on. After sorting through the clothing in his bag, he shut his eyes tightly, took a deep breath, and changed into the outfit.
He even wanted to eat a chocolate stick to calm his nerves, but for some reason, the stash of chocolate bars he had hidden away had shrunk to only one remaining bar.
Considering how his spare nurse uniform had mysteriously vanished, the culprit behind the disappearing chocolate was also easy to identify.
Qi Yu was so angry he almost burst out laughing.
Stealing the clothes was not enough. He had even eaten his chocolate. Was Xie Shao still human?
Meanwhile, the not at all human Xie Shao was helping the players.
“To unlock the laboratory door, two requirements must be met. One is choosing the correct person. The second is having both halves of the key. One half is with me. The other half…” He pointed at Song Qing. “You will have to ask him.”
Xie Shao continued, “The mist will not reach this floor for a short while. You can stay on the second floor temporarily. Once we open the laboratory, you can leave.”
He said it lightly, as if it were a simple matter.
But every player knew it was anything but simple.
Xie Shao was sparing them and offering a way out for Qi Yu’s sake. Song Qing was probably also restraining himself only because of Xie Shao. He had not harmed them and had merely forced them to shave their legs. But if they were left alone in Song Qing’s territory on the second floor…
That would be extremely dangerous.
Inspired by Qi Yu, the players suddenly realized they did not actually need to fight the NPCs to the bitter end. With strained but sincere smiles, they attempted to project goodwill toward Song Qing.
Everything could be discussed. As long as they talked calmly, anything could be negotiated.
Song Qing let out a low laugh, instantly seeing through their little scheme.
His gaze swept across the group and finally landed on Qi Wenyu, who was desperately trying to hide behind Tang Yu’s smaller frame as if that would save him.
“Hey. You. The blond one.”
Qi Wenyu froze.
Without saying a word, he slowly put a black hat on his head.
Tang Yu, who also had yellow toned hair, blinked in confusion.
What just happened?
How did wearing a hat suddenly become a survival tactic?
Song Qing snorted. “You think putting on a hat means I will not recognize you?”
He lifted his chin, arms crossed, his entire posture radiating the arrogant intimidation of a street tyrant.
“What is wrong? After only a little while apart, you pretend not to know me? I still remember clearly. You were the one who tied me up and threw me into the car back then.”
Qi Wenyu fell silent.
He was truly despairing.
If he had known they would meet again, he would never have tied the ghost so enthusiastically the first time.
The moment he saw Song Qing earlier, Qi Wenyu had already tried to quietly slink away, attempting to hide behind the flimsy, utterly useless nurse uniform draped over his face.
But Song Qing still found him in an instant.
The trembling blond was shaking like a leaf, while the bullying ghost laughed wickedly like he had just caught a runaway prey.
It looked like the two were about to put on a live performance in front of everyone, a performance titled: even if you scream until your throat breaks, no one is going to save you.
Just then,
The door of the stairwell opened.
A long, straight leg wrapped in white stockings stepped out first. Then came a layered pink cake skirt, puffed up by the inner lining. Qi Yu raised his chin proudly and strode out with the posture of someone walking onto a stage.
The sight was so soft and girlish in color that the players were collectively stunned. They had honestly thought that the Qi Yu who had been watching them struggle earlier would have some sort of clever trick up his sleeve, something that would spare him from losing his dignity like they did when they shaved their legs. Yet the reality before their eyes was…
If you were going to end up wearing this outfit, why did you laugh at us earlier?
The players could not make sense of it at all.
Even Xie Shao, who had already known what Qi Yu would be wearing, was momentarily robbed of words. The sight struck him so hard that all his earlier thoughts evaporated.
He had imagined many possibilities of what Qi Yu might look like in this set of clothes. But now that Qi Yu stood before him in reality, he suddenly realized how pathetic and fragile all of his previous imaginings had been.
They were shattered instantly.
At this moment, his eyes and heart could only hold the person in front of him.
Most men, if forced into such overly feminine clothing, would inevitably look mismatched no matter how handsome they were. Something would always feel awkward.
But on Qi Yu, with his straight shoulders, narrow waist, and long legs, the outfit not only fit perfectly but also did not make him look effeminate.
Instead, it created a striking beauty infused with a sharp, heroic air.
Then,
The stunningly pretty Qi Yu in women’s clothing took an aggressive step forward. But unfamiliar with the tight, restrictive feeling of the stockings, he stumbled the moment he moved. His foot slipped, and he lurched forward uncontrollably.
Based on distance alone, Xie Shao was the closest to him.
His body reacted before his mind did, hand extending to catch Qi Yu. But just as his fingers brushed the air, he caught sight of the glaring wounds in his palm and reflexively pulled his hand back.
“Ahh!,” Qi Yu yelped, and at the last possible moment, pressed his hand against the door frame beside him, preventing himself from crashing face first onto the floor.
“Good grief, these stockings feel way too strange.”
He tugged at the soft fabric clinging tightly to his legs, then rolled his eyes dramatically at the people staring at him like statues.
“What are you all looking at? Never seen a man in a skirt before?”
Everyone silently thought, We are all wearing skirts right now, but none of us look as good as you!
So they continued staring openly.
Qi Yu felt despair rise in his chest.
He had expected this kind of reaction the moment he put the outfit on, so his expression was still steady and composed.
He glanced toward Song Qing and saw the ghost baring his teeth, glaring at him with a ferocious expression that probably included grinding teeth and sheer hatred.
The hostility between them was nearly at the point of exploding. Yet Qi Yu remained unbothered. He simply raised his hand and patted Xie Shao’s shoulder.
“Come on. Help me out a little. I want to have a friendly and peaceful conversation with Mister Song.”
Understanding immediately, Xie Shao grabbed Song Qing by the collar, and the three of them disappeared into a corner to talk things out.
When they emerged moments later, the same Song Qing who had been roaring earlier, threatening that no one would get the key unless they satisfied him and cooperated with his experiments, was now wearing a wounded, wronged expression as he reluctantly handed over the key.
Of course, the basic clearing process still needed to be respected. After all, the game needed a bit of dignity, so they chose to take the goods first and do the work second.
Qi Yu, representing the players, and Xie Shao, the dungeon’s boss, headed upstairs to handle the laboratory.
The other players followed Song Qing back to the second floor to “help out” for a bit, temporarily serving as nurse assistants. Their tasks were not dangerous, but they were expected to do them properly, mainly coaxing every ghost patient into a cheerful mood.
The players collectively fell silent.
They were supposedly benefiting from the situation, but why did it feel like they were suffering instead?
Qi Yu followed behind Xie Shao as they climbed the stairs. He still was not accustomed to what he was wearing. Every few steps he would lift the hem of his pink skirt subconsciously, trying to keep it from swaying too much. Xie Shao walked beside him patiently, watching him with a gentle, almost indulgent expression.
They made their way up the staircase and stepped into the third floor corridor.
Just when Qi Yu had finally relaxed enough to let his guard down around Xie Shao, the man suddenly stretched out his hand and delivered a sharp smack to Qi Yu’s backside, which looked even more shapely under the skirt.
Xie Shao rubbed his fingers together, his expression calm and composed.
“Hmm. It feels nice.”
Qi Yu froze.
“…”
What the hell am I translating??! Waahaattttt???! 🤣🤣🤣 I can’t stop laughing whole time while I translated this!!
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ChaptersChapter 1 · Enter the GameChapter 2 · Pick a roomChapter 3 · DeadChapter 4 · AtticChapter 5 · ResponsibleChapter 6 · A bamboo BasketChapter 7 · DiaryChapter 8 · Song QingChapter 9 · Sent to HospitalChapter 10 · Second CopyChapter 11 · Leaking InformationChapter 12 · Special Prop!Chapter 13 · Doctor GhostChapter 14 · Store RoomChapter 15 · Psychiatry HospitalChapter 16 · Things of PastChapter 17 · Second FloorChapter 18 · He’s adorableChapter 19 · You Like Him?Chapter 20 · Kiss meChapter 21 · Group women’s clothing PlayChapter 22 · Where’s my Skirt?Chapter 23 · Wife of Murder Doctor….Chapter 24 · Go to Third floorChapter 25 · You must find me!Chapter 26 · See you in the next dungeonChapter 27 · VideoChapter 28 · Player ForumChapter 29 · Two women vying for one manChapter 30 · The Giant WolfChapter 31 · A Kind and Benevolent FatherChapter 32 · Preparing the change clothesChapter 33 · Red Heart FruitChapter 34 · In what ways do I fall short of him?Chapter 35 · KissChapter 36 · Bald performanceChapter 37 · The Prince Has ArrivedChapter 38 · Prince Song QingChapter 39 · Should we…Chapter 40 · A Kiss of True LoveChapter 41 · BanquetChapter 42 · Snow White KingChapter 43 · KingChapter 44 · I miss you so much!Chapter 45 · LeavingChapter 46 · Wanting to See HimChapter 47 · Resource Type InstanceChapter 48 · The Banquet BeginsChapter 49 · KissChapter 50 · Full-Dive Virtual RealityChapter 51 · Everyone Is a LiarChapter 52 · MegaphoneChapter 53 · Dragon???Chapter 54 · Fire DragonChapter 55 · A powerful Fire DragonChapter 56 · Want Some Barbecue?Chapter 57 · The Characteristics of the GameChapter 58 · A little DragonChapter 59 · Searching for her sonChapter 60 · We’re Going to Tear Up the HostageChapter 61 · Mountain CollapseChapter 62 · DiscussionChapter 63 · Digging for Crystals?Chapter 64 · Making Money Selling LiquorChapter 65 · A KissChapter 66 · I’m the Best LookingChapter 67 · Ghost Ship 101Chapter 68 · Has the Competition Begun Yet?Chapter 69 · LotteryChapter 70 · First PlaceChapter 71 · The Sea Monster ArrivesChapter 72 · CooperationChapter 73 · The Man in the MaskChapter 74 · WarChapter 75 · The Players’ RevengeChapter 76 · ReturningChapter 77 · The End