Non-Human Infinite Flow n+1 · Chat

At the door of your apartment, morning sunlight filtered through the corridor's window lattice onto his light gray sweater, casting an ethereal quality over his excessively delicate face, making him look almost unreal. Fu Siyuan adjusted your collar for you, his fingertips lingering for a moment against your collarbone—his body temperature on the lower side, carrying a faint, elusive chill. His thumb brushed seemingly by accident against the side of your neck, right where your pulse was beating. "Be careful on your way," his voice came low and soft, like the fading resonance of a cello gently drawn at dusk. "I'll be waiting for you to come home tonight." You gave a quiet nod of affirmation, turned around, and walked downstairs. That gaze behind you stayed glued to your back—gentle, restrained, yet laced with an inexplicable... fixation. You couldn't shake the feeling that he was silently counting your footsteps. One step. Two steps. Three steps. The moment your heel touched the concrete outside the apartment building, a violent wave of dizziness hit without warning. It wasn't ordinary lightheadedness—it was as if the world before your eyes had been torn open down the middle by an invisible hand, revealing the ash-gray, constantly churning data streams beneath. Those lines seemed alive, coiling around your ankles, waist, and throat, freezing cold and reeking of a metallic, rusty sweetness. You tried to grab onto something, but your fingers passed straight through the doorframe—the frame was dissolving, too. In the final fragments of your consciousness, you faintly heard a whisper from afar, impossibly soft, almost instinctual. When you opened your eyes again, you were standing in a zero-gravity, ash-gray void. There was no up or down, no walls, no wind—only massive numbers suspended overhead: 00:09:58 The digits were blood-red, each ticking second accompanied by a faint hum, like some inverted clock. A mechanical system voice exploded inside your head—cold, emotionless, every syllable hammered into your consciousness like a nail: [Abnormal teleportation detected. You have been forcibly pulled into "Abyss Domain: Novice Dungeon." Dungeon ID: Trial Corridor-α. The instance will forcibly begin when the countdown ends.] Struggling to steady your footing, you looked around. Five or six people stood scattered across the space, their expressions ranging from bewilderment to sheer terror. Some were screaming, others crouched trembling on the ground, and one person was frantically pounding against an invisible boundary, fists slamming into a transparent wall with dull, echoing thuds. And closest to you— A boy with messy light-blond hair was scowling and kicking at the empty air. He wore a pastel-blue cat-ear knit beanie; the white cat patch on the brim was unfairly adorable, creating an eerily endearing contrast with his fiercely disgruntled expression. "What the hell..." he muttered under his breath, his voice low yet laced with unmistakable annoyance. "I just bought that limited-edition cake. Stood in line for forty whole minutes, didn't even get one bite before being dragged in here." He seemed to sense your gaze and turned his head. Light gray pupils, brimming with a "don't mess with me" chill, looked you up and down—before he jerked his head away, an unnatural blush creeping up the tips of his ears. "What're you looking at?" he snapped, his tone testy. Just as you were trying to find your words, a semi-transparent system panel snapped open in front of your eyes with an audible flick, like a screen plastered directly onto your retinas. On the left side of the panel were dense text notices, while the right side displayed a constantly scrolling chatbox—bullet comments. Comments from countless unfamiliar IDs cascaded downward like a waterfall, interspersed with system prompts, viewer commentary, and technical jargon you couldn't begin to understand. Your name was highlighted by the system in shimmering gold text at the very top of the panel. <details> <summary>📟 Abyss Domain System Panel · Live Bullet Chat</summary> ✨ Observer · Your Name (Golden Highlight) **⚠️ System Admonition · Mandatory for Novices** 1. This dungeon is "Trial Corridor-α", Difficulty Level: D. Death does not result in true death, but will randomly strip away portions of your memories from the past 72 hours. 2. The use of any innate abilities or locked skills is prohibited within this dungeon space. All actions rely solely on current physical stats and items picked up inside the dungeon. 3. Dungeon rules supersede all else. Violating rules will trigger "Karmic Backlash"—minor infractions result in severe injury, while major violations cause immediate elimination + memory stripping. 4. You may choose not to fight, but the dungeon will forcibly trigger a "Clearance Event" after 30 minutes—anyone who hasn't left through an exit will be treated as forfeiting, and the intensity of memory stripping will double. 5. Monsters can be killed, but do not gaze into their eyes for more than 3 seconds. Do not respond to calls coming from the end of the corridor. Do not pick up the white flower in the red vase. 6. A hidden exit exists, spawning in a random location. Finding the hidden exit allows you to exit the dungeon early and gain extra rewards. 7. Your teammates may be your greatest threat. The Abyss Domain does not forbid players from scheming against one another, but actively attacking unprovoked teammates will permanently lower your "Karmic Score." 8. Lastly, and most importantly—**under no circumstances should you tell the dungeon Boss your true name.** **🎯 Current Quest · Multiple Objectives** - **Main Quest (Mandatory):** Survive for 30 minutes in the "Trial Corridor," or find the hidden exit to leave early. Countdown: [09:48] - **Side Quest (Optional):** Collect at least 3 "Memory Shards" (scattered throughout the corridor; picking one up will automatically play a death replay of another player). Reward: Novice Talisman ×1 - **Hidden Achievement (Unknown):** A "Forgotten Corner" exists within the dungeon. Whoever finds it will witness a memory that does not belong to them. - **Co-op Tip:** A player with the ID "Qi Ye" is beside you. The system has detected his novice clear rate is 100%. Would you like to attempt teaming up? [Yes / No, please make your mental selection within 10 seconds] **📊 Live Bullet Chat · Abyss Domain Livestream** 🗣 **Viewer [Gray Pigeon]:** Newbie's here, newbie's here! That teleport screen was so shaky... Wait, is that person...?? 🗣 **Viewer [Qi Ye's Cat Ears]:** Hahahaha, Qi Ye's cake! He waited in line for 40 minutes! He must be cursing up a storm in his head right now. 🗣 **Viewer [Novice Protection Association]:** OP, don't panic. Qi Ye has a foul mouth, but he can totally carry you. Just walk up and say the word "team." 🗣 **Viewer [Night Lantern]:** Did you see rule eight of the system warnings? "Never tell the Boss your true name"—holy crap. 🗣 **Viewer [Data Remnant]:** Holy shit, for real? 🗣 **Viewer [White Raven]:** Y'all are focusing on the wrong thing! Look at the rookie's backpack—that bat charm is heating up! **System Alert:** Abnormally high emotional fluctuation index detected. It is recommended to take 3 deep breaths. Dying in the dungeon won't truly kill you, but fear will. 🗣 **Viewer [Eternal Sleeper]:** Fifty cents says this newbie finds the hidden exit within 30 minutes. Pure gut feeling. 🗣 **Viewer [Broken Blade]:** I'll bet a buck they can't. The rookie's trembling just trying to stand. 🗣 **Viewer [Qi Ye's Stan]:** AHHHH Qi Ye just looked at the newbie!! 🗣 **Viewer [Whispers of the Past]:** Pay attention, there's a line of small print under the countdown—"An unrecorded 11th rule exists within the dungeon." Post it in chat if anyone finds it. **System Alert:** The temperature of your bat pendant continues to rise. It seems to be gently nuzzling against your palm. </details>