TL: Zhao

　　Editing: Krisaia

　　After waking up, Fang Shui'er found herself inside a small room resembling a jail cell. The walls were made of cold stone with only one small opening in one of them serving as the window. A table, a chair, and the stone bed upon which she lied const.i.tuted the only furniture which decorated the room.

　　Fang Shui'er walked toward the dilapidated metal door and examined it carefully. Normally, she would have no trouble breaking through it, but as of now... She clenched her fist and released them. 'Still sealed? Looks like the rules in this domain haven't changed. I'll need to figure them out.' She knew from her wealth of experience that the rules which governed the domain would the key to success.

　　Fang Shui'er walked to the window and gazed at the sky from the minuscule opening. 'Li Yiming… Mr. Kong…'

　　Shao Xian curled up on her stone bed and put her arms around her knees. Unlike the other women who had been taken prisoner, she had full confidence that her prince charming would come to save her. She remembered Li Yiming's long silver hair and his radiant smile, and it warmed her up.

　　Li Yiming was a little confused by the talk about princesses, but even more so by the sight of the plight of stairs right in front of him.

　　The Mr. Kong look-alike had vanished along with the dancing stage, and the chaos which had been caused by the kidnapping of the female guests finally settled as all the other male guests, including Chen Quan and Yu Runkai, disappeared.

　　As the landscape s.h.i.+fted from a beach at the edge of a forest to a rocky valley devoid of any vegetation and source of light, Li Yiming remained calm as he pondered over the meaning of all that had just occurred. 'So the dancing machine was a game, and then there was karaoke… Such as the rules of this domain. I'll have to figure out the rules for this new game if I want to keep progressing.'

　　'So the women have been kidnapped, and the men split up. Princes, princesses… Am I supposed to fight a dragon or something?' It was obvious that he had been pulled into some kind of new game, but he did not quite understand why he had suddenly acquired a red s.h.i.+rt along with bib pants.

　　Li Yiming easily reached the stairs with a jump as he still retained his strength and speed. He stomped on the step to test it out and found it to be surprisingly firm. Upon further inspection, he noticed the stairs to be made of red bricks, which was a material that was surprisingly unfitting with the surroundings.

　　A low roar was suddenly heard coming from behind. Li Yiming turned back, only to see what looked like a giant turtle slowly crawling toward him. It had a dark greenish sh.e.l.l decorated with dangerous thorns and giant, menacing eyes.

　　'What?' Li Yiming looked at the turtle, which was over a meter tall. Although it certainly did look threatening, Li Yiming did not feel any sense of danger. He had the impression that he would be able to knock the turtle into the air by simply touching it, but his intuition seemed hardly believable.