Huh? Isn't This A Galgame?

Originally, Wen Nan planned to use the two skill selection opportunities to upgrade his current Mind Reading Technique, as he often felt the cooldown was too long and the activation time was insufficient.

However, upon seeing the four new options, Wen Nan decisively gave up upgrading his old skill.

He wanted all four of the new skills...

In the end, gritting his teeth, he first gave up on having a foot in more than one boat, considering that his own charm value was already very high, and the effect of the item could be enhanced using the Tears of the Flower.

Next, he eliminated the Time Management Master, which could freeze time, and the effect could be accumulated for a critical moment. Though it was very tempting to simultaneously increase the strategy degree of three characters by 50%, it was achievable for Wen Nan. However, the problem was that at level 1, this skill was too weak, only able to accumulate 0.1 seconds each time... Even accumulating ten times was only one second. In such a short period, nothing could really be done.

So, Wen Nan raised his hand and highlighted the remaining two skills—[No Lewd Thoughts]and[Endurance is King].

Just as he saw in the system that the two branches on his talent tree were lit up, the next moment, the prompt on the overhead screen shifted—

[This refresh point will soon close.]

[Please all players enter the game hall for a brief rest.]

Immediately, the ground beneath started to shake, and everyone's bodies in the refresh store began to fall rapidly.

After a whirlwind sensation, Wen Nan found himself in a vast hall.

The decoration style of this game hall was very similar to the one Wen Nan was assigned after the last trial ended—

Also covered by a glass dome, with various stalls of different sizes and styles set within the hall. However, this game hall was much larger than the last one, with a height reaching nearly forty meters.

Looking up, directly beneath the dome, a line of text floated—

[Welcome to Game Hall No. 8128! ]

Below the welcome text, there was another line of small letters—

[Time remaining until the next instance opens: 96:00:00—]

Thankfully, this time, the intermission lasted up to 4 days.

This was enough time for Wen Nan to recuperate and then recruit the remaining members to complete the third phase of the test business period.

Standing at the entrance, Wen Nan was contemplating when out of the corner of his eye, he noticed the players passing by all gave him curious looks, unable to resist stopping for a couple more glances before hurrying into the hall.

Raising his head, Wen Nan confirmed that his bronze tier three rank information was hidden, which meant... it was his maxed charm value at play.

Thinking of this, Wen Nan ran his fingers through his fringe.

A gaze was cast in his direction, somewhat chilly, with a hint of sarcasm.

That feeling, Wen Nan knew it well. Turning his head, sure enough, he saw Yu Shujun standing not far away with a sword, wearing a faint smile, watching him.

Although he clearly received the mocking look in the other's eyes, Wen Nan remained unperturbed and pushed his fringe back, asking, "How about it, handsome or not?"

Yu Shujun didn't really want to answer the question but with the guiding patterns present, he couldn't refuse and ultimately asked back, "Do you want to hear the truth, or do you want me to compliment you as handsome?"

Wen Nan was momentarily stunned, boastfully asserting, "Aren't those two the same option?"

Yu Shujun's gaze swept over Wen Nan's body, bulging muscles almost ready to tear through his clothes, then said, "As long as you're happy, Master."

Wen Nan still wanted to argue further when an NPC-like young man approached, asking, "Excuse me, are you Mr. Ye Jiu?"

Wen Nan nodded, and the man quickly turned around, "Please follow me, I'll lead you to the new transmission point acquired by your guild for activation."

The words were politely spoken, but his face seemed displeased; surely an official NPC of the game, unmistakably.

Wen Nan followed him happily to a small stall.

Unsurprisingly, the newly acquired guild transmission point was yet another "miniature villa" with a very Evenfall style.

Wen Nan raised his eyebrows, completed the identity verification quickly as per the NPC's instructions, and the next moment, a system message popped up—

9527: [Congratulations, competitor! Successfully activated a new transmission point! You're one step closer to officially establishing your guild! Share this joy with your guild members quickly!]

Below the message was a button to automatically send the transmission location information to all members.

Wen Nan glanced at it, didn't immediately click to send, but instead temporarily closed the interface, then looked around the room before finally heading upstairs.

The second floor's ceiling was very low, forcing Wen Nan to bend as he walked. He went to a quiet, comfortable spot in the corner, sat down, and then lifted his head towards Yu Shujun standing at the stairway entrance.

Yu Shujun guarded the doorway, saw Wen Nan send over a look, immediately grasped his intention, and nodded.

Wen Nan curved his lips into a smile at him.

Yu Shujun paused momentarily, then diverted his gaze, standing like a Gate God there, not sparing another glance at Wen Nan.

Wen Nan shook his head helplessly, returning to his tasks—

He pulled up his equipment backup slot from the system, found the attached Storage Ring beside Guan Ailin's locked card, took it out, and placed it in his palm.

His fingertip gently pressed on the ring's central circular protrusion, and at the moment it sensed Wen Nan's fingerprint, the storage compartment opened with a "click."

His index finger reached into the storage compartment, fished out a small piece of metal inside, placed it in his palm, and scrutinized it closely.

A metal piece even smaller than a phone SIM card, dense with intricate patterns, with a mark printed in the lower right corner in lines thin as a mosquito's leg—D.U.D.U.

Wen Nan's gaze lingered on the metal piece, his fingertip gently rubbing it, activating the system in his mind to scan the item.

However, there was no successful scan message from the system.

It seemed, outside of that instance, this gadget was nothing anymore.

Recalling earlier when he stood by the furnace, pretending to toss the metal piece, Wen Nan chuckled softly.

The action of discarding was actually just an opportunity to slip the metal piece into this tiny ring.

A simple sleight of hand even a three-year-old could learn, coupled with Yang Mingzhong's ring capable of carrying any item off the map…

Through a plain, unadorned method so simple it was dull, Wen Nan successfully brought out this small item that could disturb the entire instance's peace.