As I stood in the dimly lit room, memories began flooding my mind. It felt like a flashback, distant but vivid. The first quest. That weird encounter. [Beginner Quest: Say hello to the spirit in front of you.] § Reward: 50,000 coins and 100,000 gold. § Penalty: High fiver for 1 month. “Hello? Umm... I’m sorry, I don’t know what’s happening, I’m... kind of speechless,” I had stammered back then, looking at the translucent figure before me. [Congratulations: You completed the quest.] [Congratulations! You will receive 100,000 gold.] [Congratulations! You will receive 50,000 coins.] I had stared blankly at the system’s notification. That was when things started spiraling out of control. The butler ghoul, and then *him*—Sesy the evil spook. I had looked seriously at both of them, trying to piece it together. The evil spook was the one who had bumped into me, and the butler ghoul seemed oddly respectful. For some reason, they acted like they knew me, or at least my line

[Error!] [Unable to access full system data for user: Lu Shian.] [Retrying...] For the first time, the system seemed rattled, and I could feel the hesitation in its responses. I blinked at the screen, completely caught off guard. "Wait, what's going on?" As I stood there, staring at the misty horizon, the wind howled around me, carrying the weight of that strange encounter. I had no idea what kind of chaos was unraveling within my system. "Status," I called again, half-expecting everything to look normal, but instead— *Ding* [Error! Neither System, New Underworld System, Exorcist System…conflict detected.] [Cannot access the status window.] "What the hell…?" I blinked in confusion, watching the error messages flash across the screen. My status window was glitching out, a garbled mess of numbers and symbols I didn’t recognize. “Uh, Nero? What’s going on?” I asked, feeling a growing sense of unease. Nero, normally so calm, seemed equally taken aback. [It’s… unu

The grim atmosphere in the Underworld Food Resto had thickened over the last day. Two of the players from another team were now gone—killed due to failure. Their screams still echoed in the back of my mind, a chilling reminder that survival here wasn’t guaranteed. The system wasn’t merciful, and every mistake carried a price.**[11 players remaining: 9]**We were gathered in the dining hall, and as the notification vanished, the doors to the kitchen swung open. The top patrons and the grotesque supervisors of each team strode in with their haunting presence.Gorbul, the massive ogre-like figure who oversaw the kitchen, cracked his knuckles with a disturbing grin, while Drallith, the shadowy wraith in charge of service, hovered silently, his cold, mist-like fingers curling in the air. Zargath, the skeletal overseer of the order-taking team, moved with eerie precision as he floated by.“Today, things change,” Gorbul growled, his deep, gravelly voice vibrating through the room. “You’ll

As Eliana approached me again, her eyes were curious, with a tinge of suspicion. “So… is it true?” she asked, her voice low, trying to sound nonchalant but failing miserably. “Are you really a half-demon? And how on earth do you have all that gold?” I glanced at her briefly, sensing the weight behind her questions. My mind raced, calculating the best response without giving away too much. There was no way I’d tell anyone about my Ultimate Tycoon System—it was too valuable, too dangerous to be known. I shrugged, keeping my tone casual. “Why does it matter if I’m half-demon or not?” Eliana’s lips pressed into a thin line. “It matters because half-blood demons are rare. And the fact that you’re walking around with Nether Gold like it’s nothing? People talk, Lu.” Before I could respond, she launched into an explanation. “You see, in the Underworld, the currency system is broken down like this: copper, silver, gold, and then tokens. It takes 10 copper to make 1 silver, 15 silver to

As I bit into the chocolate bar, the sweet flavor of it melted in my mouth. It was a sensation I had never experienced before. This was the first time I tasted chocolate, and it was glorious. Every bite was better than the last, and as I washed it down with a swig of strawberry lemonade, a soft sigh of satisfaction escaped me. Suddenly, a familiar sound echoed in my head. **Ding!** [Emergency Assigned Quest! Upgrade the house.] **Reward: 100,000,000 golds, and Title: I'm the Great Head** **Failure: Food Market Closed** **Due Date: 1 hour** "Food market closed? Really? Isn't that a bit extreme? It's not like I won't do it... just, can't I enjoy my chocolate first?" I muttered, irritation growing as I set the bar down. "I swear you're too harsh sometimes." [I'm not the one who sells food, that's the system market's job. But it seems like it's taken a liking to you. I'm only responsible for assigning quests.] "So... you're just jealous because I'm prioritizing the market?" I r