22: Enter the dungeon, the instance begins!

[Target: Dai Yingying (Green)]

[Identity: Train Z2425, exclusive Salesperson for carriages 80 to 89]

[Exclusive Privilege: Shop Upgrade (Current Discount: +8)]

[Affection: 80/100 (Status: Infatuated)]

[CP Coin Usage: 20]

[Use CP Coin on Dai Yingying?]

Wang Feng closed Dai Yingying's personal panel.

Finally, he checked his Life Skill level.

[Lv-1 (90/100)]

Dai Yingying's eighty Points of affection, plus the ten Points of affection cultivated with Shen Aoxue in the dp space.

Wang Feng's Life Skill was about to level up.

Not bad.

As long as he completed another system mission and obtained DP Coins, his Life Skill could reach level two.

He just didn't know what this level two Life Skill would bring him.

At this moment.

Wang Feng and Dai Yingying, having left the CP Space, simultaneously returned to the warm Lounge.

Although the memories of the CP Space were sealed, the cultivated affection was genuinely imprinted in Dai Yingying's mind.

Dai Yingying nestled sweetly in Wang Feng's arms.

"I love Master~ I really love Master~"

"I feel like I can't live without Master~"

With 80 Points of affection, her address even changed from "Brother Wang Feng" to "Master."

Although she had called him that countless times in the CP Space.

In reality, this was the first time.

A sense of accomplishment rose in Wang Feng's heart... an hour later.

Wang Feng devoured delicious burgers and cola like a whirlwind.

His vigorous physique quickly converted the food into energy, replenishing what he had just expended.

Looking around, it was a mess.

He glanced at the full-length mirror next to him.

A wrinkled uniform hung on it.

The lingering steam reflected two round spheres on its surface.

The owner of those spheres was currently nestled in Wang Feng's arms, constantly swaying her long, fair legs.

As the passion subsided, Dai Yingying finally regained her composure.

"Master."

"This instance is a score-grabbing map, and the opponents are very strong."

"Yingying is worried about Master..."

Her voice was hoarse with fatigue.

Her tone was full of concern and attachment.

"Yingying wants to do something for Master... but Yingying isn't the referee this time."

"Yingying is so useless..."

Wang Feng rubbed her little head.

He stuffed the last burger into his stomach.

"Don't worry, I won't die."

"Moreover, strength doesn't determine the outcome of a match."

"Do you remember the rules of the Train Survival game?"

Dai Yingying blinked her watery eyes, "The side with more Points wins?"

"Exactly." Wang Feng rolled up the burger wrapper and threw it into the trash can.

"Instance Competition isn't about who kills more people, nor who is stronger."

"The only criterion for winning or losing is who has the most Points after the instance ends."

"So, I have room for maneuver."

"Even if my strength is weak, there's still a chance to win."

Wang Feng stood up.

Dai Yingying, in his arms, let out a lonely sigh.

"But... Yingying is still so worried about Master..."

"Yingying doesn't want Master to take risks..."

She pulled up the bath towel wrapped around her, like a child who had done something wrong.

Wang Feng looked at her aggrieved expression, finding it hard to imagine that not long ago, she was the cold and cruel Attendant on the train.

The unblinking Warden of the Prison.

One could only say... she was well-trained.

"I will win." Wang Feng stretched his body, feeling the power within him.

"I will keep winning."

Wang Feng looked at Dai Yingying, "Remember to watch the live broadcast."

"I will defeat them in a way no one expects."

...There was half an hour left until the instance began.

After Wang Feng returned to the carriage, he distinctly felt a repressive atmosphere.

Zhang Yuqi naturally stood tall, her gaze firm.

Zhang Qiang and the other two constantly wiped their weapons, their eyes filled with sharpness.

The other five, especially He Yang, had solemn expressions and evasive eyes.

The remaining Survivors in the carriage were also filled with despair.

A score-grabbing map, and the difference in Shops between the two sides was five levels.

With such a chasm-like gap, they couldn't imagine any possibility of winning.

Perhaps... Wang Feng's previous victory was just a fleeting dream.

Now that the dream was over, only the cold truth remained before them.

Wang Feng secretly smiled.

However, he said nothing.

"Everyone, are you ready?"

Zhang Yuqi and the three others straightened up in unison, "Captain! Ready!"

The other five hesitated for a moment, then also responded.

"Ready, Captain."

Wang Feng nodded in satisfaction, walked up to He Yang, and solemnly patted his shoulder.

"You are very important in this instance."

"Whether we win or not depends entirely on you."

He Yang froze for a moment.

Huh?

Am I... that important?

He was full of doubts but still nodded perfunctorily.

"It's an honor... to receive the Captain's favor."

"I will definitely do my best!"

Wang Feng smiled meaningfully.

Then, he returned to everyone's front, giving the final pre-battle pep talk.

He spoke with conviction, but He Yang didn't hear a word.

He was pondering other matters.

"Alright, time's up!"

"Let's go!"

Zhang Qiang pushed He Yang and the other four from behind, leading them out of the carriage.

Zhang Yuqi, meanwhile, leaned in and whispered.

"Master, what you arranged has been taken care of."

"As you expected, He Yang has been contacting his girlfriend every day for the past three days."

"Zhang Qiang and the others are all ready."

Wang Feng smiled faintly.

He and Zhang Yuqi entered the thick fog at the doorway, one after the other.

While heading to the instance, Wang Feng suddenly spoke.

"Yuqi, do you think we can win?"

Zhang Yuqi looked at Wang Feng earnestly, her tone solemn.

"We can win."

"Because I believe in Master."

Wang Feng pulled Zhang Yuqi into his arms.

She also obediently wrapped her arms around Wang Feng's neck, standing on tiptoes.

Her fragrant body in his embrace was soft and intoxicating.

After a passionate embrace and kiss, Wang Feng said with unprecedented seriousness.

"Thank you for your trust."

"I will win."

...After passing through the thick fog.

Wang Feng arrived at a large plaza.

Before him stood the massive, towering Twin Towers.

Zhang Qiang and his group stood in a line, facing the members of the Trickster Squad from carriage 335.

The Captain, Tong Zhixing.

The Zhao Xiaojuan, Zhao Xiaojuan.

The two sides stood facing each other like football players.

A silent tension permeated the air between them.

And at the very front of the queue stood the referee for this match.

A middle-aged man in a black uniform, wide-legged trousers, and high leather boots.