Seven days passed in the blink of an eye.

Inside the Platinum Luxury Apartment, Xu Lang was uncharacteristically lounging in bed, face buried in the pillow, extremely reluctant to get up.

[Basic Nightmare Coins 1280, Conversion Rate 3368%, Eight-hour total output 43110 Nightmare Coins. "Concubine Quarters" provide additional 1030% Conversion Rate, Four-hour total output 6592 Nightmare Coins. Total: 50982 Nightmare Coins]

[Total Nightmare Coins: 809820]

[Attributes: Constitution 465, Spirit 465, Seven Killings Blood Qi 120, Pure Yang True Qi 120]

Right now, he really wanted a second Netherworld Invitation.

Sleep for another seven days and nights, and he'd have two hundred thousand Nightmare Coins.

Ever since entering the Netherworld, Xu Lang had been deepening his connection with Ayiguli and the others, successfully summoning them last night.

These women from the Concubine Quarters were his most trusted confidantes and wouldn't say much. When the time was up, they just went back.

"Xu Lang, aren't you getting up yet? The final boss is about to appear." Cao Yaxuan, fully dressed, knelt on the bed and gave Xu Lang's body a push.

"Let me do it!" Senior Sister Red Butterfly chuckled mischievously, standing on the bed and stomping down with her foot.

Xu Lang caught her black stocking-clad foot with a backhand grab. The touch was icy cold yet soft and smooth. "Alright, alright, I get it. I'm getting up right now."

"Xu Lang, what's with you today? We're about to return to the dorm building soon. How come you have zero motivation?" Cao Yaxuan scratched her head in confusion.

"Because this kind of slacker life is so comfortable. Once we go back, we have to start playing the game again." Xu Lang sighed mournfully.

Cao Yaxuan thought about it and found his reasoning sound.

However, she still felt it would be better to return to the dorm building a bit earlier.

That red light sphere had grown to a terrifying degree. Just looking at it made her heart palpitate with fear.

Xu Lang yawned as he got out of bed, but quickly became full of energy.

His dual attributes, both exceeding four hundred, granted him far beyond ordinary recovery speed and concentration.

Stepping out of the dorm, Xu Lang looked up and saw the massive blood-colored sphere floating overhead, over thirty meters in diameter!

The space around this blood-colored sphere was distorted, like a miniature black hole, constantly pulling in and warping everything around it.

Wang Yazhi, Tong Qi, Hundred Flowers Contemplation Emperor, and the others were all outside, staring gravely at this light sphere.

In their perception, this thing was even more dangerous than a nuclear bomb.

"Xu Lang, you're awake." Wang Yazhi's tightly furrowed brow relaxed slightly.

"Just woke up." Xu Lang nodded, also acutely aware of the current abnormality.

A sense of terror filled the world, seeping into people's pores and bone marrow.

He closed his eyes and used his Ancient Mind's Eye to sense it. Instantly, alarm bells rang wildly in his head. Omens of catastrophe were everywhere.

This sense of crisis permeated both the material and spiritual realms. The more he perceived it, the more awe-inspiring and terrifying it became.

"That... Dorm Owner Xu Lang, maybe we shouldn't wait until the very last second. How about we activate this boss now?" Hundred Flowers Contemplation Emperor looked at Xu Lang and suggested.

"We've waited this long. Waiting a little longer won't hurt... Anyway, there's at most half an hour left before this sphere activates." As Xu Lang spoke, he glanced at the seven pots of Dreamlike Night-Blooming Cereus. "Besides, aren't those seven pots of cereus still growing? I want to see their final stage."

This man is really so greedy...

Hundred Flowers Contemplation Emperor softly inhaled a breath of the fear-laden, yin-cold air and said nothing more.

She was just a pure slacker. If not for Xu Lang and the others, she wouldn't have made it to this final level, so naturally, she had no say in decisions.

Over the past few days, she had gotten along quite well with Han Zhixiu and the others and had even given quite a few martial arts-related items to Xu Xiaomeng.

The Dorm Survival Game wasn't just about fighting and killing; it was also about social connections and navigating relationships.

Everyone waited quietly. In the final three minutes, they all entered the dorm.

The outside was no longer suitable for human survival. The air was oppressive, heavy as lead blocks. Every breath made one feel their mental state declining.

Just as the final three-minute countdown ended, the blood-colored sphere suddenly paused, then began to shrink back, taking shape.

It was a massive, headless, humanoid figure clad in blood-red garments, wielding two swords.

Simultaneously, the Dorm Survival Game began issuing frantic warnings!

Various prompts flooded everyone's vision!

[Ding ding ding! The Dorm Survival Game has detected that the current dungeon exceeds player level. Special information assistance granted!]

[The final boss of the Netherworld's Other Shore is "Netherworld's Other Shore·Remnant Nether Lord"]

[Netherworld's Other Shore·Remnant Nether Lord]

[Type: Netherworld Primordial Essence Juvenile]

[Race Tier: Lord]

[Level: 22]

[Attributes: Constitution 700 (Recovery Specialization), Spirit 2000 (Energy Release Specialization), Nether Soul Power 500 (Can mobilize Netherworld power, enhancing Recovery, Defense, and Output)]

[Skills——]

[Other Shore Forbidden Zone (Mythical): Area-type skill. Seals all space within the Netherworld's Other Shore, prohibiting 99% of spatial abilities. While within the Other Shore, damage received is reduced by 70%, skill consumption is reduced by 88%, and recovery speed is increased by 500%.]

[Netherworld·Primordial Essence Being (Mythical): Negative energy affinity increased by 500%. Negative energy resistance increased by 500%. Possesses extremely strong growth potential.]

[Other Shore Twin Swords (Mythical): The Netherworld's Other Shore·Remnant Nether Lord possesses a pair of symbiotic twin swords. The Yang Sword restores everything. The Yin Sword destroys everything. When merged, the twin swords generate an energy wave that annihilates all matter, energy, and souls.]

[Nether Wave (Legendary): Releases an energy wave.]

[Nether Soul Pierce (Legendary): The attacks of the Netherworld's Other Shore·Remnant Nether Lord can traverse space, striking enemies with precision.]

[Special Status "Juvenile Form": After 30 minutes, the Netherworld's Other Shore·Remnant Nether Lord will enter its "Mature Form." At that time, its Race Tier will ascend to "Overlord Level."]

[Warning! Warning! Warning! Overlord-level lifeforms can alter material constants. Their very existence supersedes most matter and rules of reality. Do NOT allow it to enter this state! Do NOT allow it to enter this state!]

[This round's game time limit is 35 minutes. Please either kill the Netherworld's Other Shore·Remnant Nether Lord within 35 minutes or survive until 35 minutes have passed!]

[When game time ends, players will automatically return to the dorm building. Please survive. Please survive. Please survive!]

...

"Hahahaha, as expected, a Ghostly Deity has been born! Now we'll have another companion!"

"The Spider Lily Sea has welcomed its master. This place should have had a Ghostly Deity guarding it long ago!"

"He hasn't fully grown up yet, hehe!"

"Just thinking about those Netherworld geezers being able to do nothing but stare angrily makes me want to laugh!"

In some unknown dark space, four entities sat at the four sides of a square table, laughing heartily.

One wore a tall hat, with a tall and terrifyingly slender figure, clad in tattered black battle robes stained with dried black blood. A white halo pulsed at his feet, "purifying" energy and time, as if returning them to the original void.

Another wore the attire of a court jester, his face covered by a golden mask that constantly shifted between expressions of "Joy, Anger, Sorrow, Happiness, and Resentment." His slender fingers toyed with several dice that seemed to condense lies and delusions, like "The sky is below the earth," "Seawater flows backward," or "Humans were originally dogs."

The third was a woman in a black palace dress, holding a spindle. One of her pale green eyes brimmed with vitality, while the other black eye was utterly lifeless. Black energy flowed on her dress like a surging black river.

The last had no fixed form, being a massive, constantly writhing and changing shadow. Sometimes it manifested as a huge mouth filled with spiral teeth, sometimes transforming into countless arms. He never spoke from beginning to end, only emitting continuous chewing sounds from within.

"This brother's appearance is quite unique, no head... Could he be like 'Giant Greed,' unable to communicate?" The Ghostly Deity wearing the tall hat stared at the square table, chuckling with a sinister tone.

The surface of the square table reflected the scene of the Spider Lily Sea, a live broadcast.

The chewing sound paused, then grew louder. The formless Ghostly Deity seemed somewhat displeased.

"He has two swords. His combat power won't be weak. I like such a formidable partner." The woman in the palace dress giggled, looking at the man with the golden mask. "Jester, those seven pots of Dreamlike Night-Blooming Cereus you placed weren't in vain."

The man with the golden mask chuckled lightly. "It's also thanks to those living realm people being able to stay for so long. Otherwise, this fellow wouldn't have been born this quickly."