The Creepy Boss Got Kicked Into an S-Class Dungeon on Vacation, and the Chat Went Wild

After finally getting a day off, I was wearing big beach shorts and holding an icecold coconut I had just cracked open.

Who would have thought that the damn newly updated system would not even say hello before kicking me straight into the Srank instance known as certain death, “Scarlet Family Compound.” 【Ding!

Welcome, player, to an Srank instance!】 【Current survival rate: 0.001%.】 【Please try your best to survive...】 The electronic voice in my head was so noisy that my brain hurt.

I took a sip of coconut juice and stared speechlessly at the gloomy, rundown walkup apartment buildings around me.

Amazing, I had worked overtime for three hundred years, and even on vacation, I could still be dragged back for forced labor? “Yo, that’s quite the outfit, bro.” A sneer came from beside me.

The three players who had entered with me were looking me up and down.

When they saw my vacationstyle casual clothes, plus the completely outofplace coconut in my hand, their eyes lit up instantly.

The scarfaced leader sneered and stepped closer, reaching out as if to pat my face, but I tilted my head slightly and dodged him.

A trace of cruelty flashed in Scarface’s eyes, and he spoke with a fake smile. “Bro, you’re a newbie, right?

You’ll live longer if you learn to read the room.” A skinny guy beside him joined in. “Boss, this kid’s probably scared stupid, he can’t even talk.” The only female player crossed her arms and glanced at me coldly. “Bringing him along will just make him dead weight, so when we run into an anomaly, we might as well push him out to block the blade.” I ignored them and silently sighed.

At that moment, a translucent livecomment screen suddenly appeared before my eyes. This was a feature of Srank instances, a forced livestream to the entire network.

And right now, the comments had already gone crazy, with the whole screen mocking me. 【Hahahahaha, it’s over, this guy looks like pure cannon fodder!】 【Wearing floral beach shorts into an Srank instance?

Does he think this horror game is the Maldives?】 【I don’t think he’ll last even one minute, because the alley ahead is the territory of “Auntie Li the Dismemberer”!】 Following the comments’ hint, I bit down on my straw and strolled toward the dark alley ahead.

Scarface and the other two exchanged glances, then immediately followed behind me, completely treating me like a pathfinder.

At the mouth of the alley, an icy wind blew, and the smell of blood rose to the sky.

Auntie Li was crouching on the ground, laboriously stuffing several bloody human heads into her broken grocery basket.

One eyeball was even popped out, rolling right up to my flipflops.

When Auntie Li heard footsteps, she raised her head while cursing. “Which blind bastard...” Before she could finish speaking, her gaze met my helpless one. “Clang!” The grocery basket in Auntie Li’s hand crashed straight to the ground.

The heads she had just stuffed in all rolled out and scattered across the floor.

Her greenfaced, fangfilled face turned even greener at a visible speed, and the sinister energy around her instantly collapsed.

I walked over, bent down, and patted her stiff shoulder.

Then I said in a volume only the two of us could hear, “Auntie Li, I’m off today.” “Don’t make a fuss, do what you’re supposed to do, and just pretend you didn’t see me.” Auntie Li trembled like a sieve, nodding frantically with such force that the rotten flesh on her neck almost flew off.

Then she hurriedly stuffed the fallen heads back into the basket in a panic.

Before leaving, she even forced out a fawning smile at me that was ten thousand times uglier than crying.

Then this fierce monster, who terrified veteran players at the mere mention of her name, fled in panic with her basket.

The three players beside me, who had been ready to watch me get torn apart, were completely dumbstruck.

Next, under their terrified gazes, we ran into the hanged ghost and Sadako again, but they were like elementary school students seeing their parents, not only terrified of me, but also making way for me.

This time, the comments were also in an uproar. 【What the fuck? What the fuck fuck fuck? What just happened?】 【Why did Auntie Li run away?

She’s a dismembering maniac who chops up anyone she sees!】 【What did this newbie say to her?

Did he trigger some hidden path to survival?】 The female player beside me covered her mouth, and the way she looked at me also changed from disdain to terror. 【No!!!

Did you see the hanged ghost and Sadako making way for him just now!!】 【This is a damn Srank instance! Is this guy inspecting his own backyard?!】 【What did Auntie Li’s nod mean?

Why did the hanged ghost listen to him?!】 【Is the system bugged?! Who the hell is this guy???】

Just then, 【Ding! Mandatory side quest triggered: go to the property management office of the compound and pay this month’s water and electricity bill.】 【Countdown: thirty minutes.

Those who fail to pay on time will be built into the rooftop water tank!】 A bloodred countdown flashed wildly in midair.

Scarface shuddered violently, and his face turned deathly pale. “Fuck! Pay utilities in this hellhole?

The property office is full of evil ghosts that eat people whole!” The skinny guy covered the arm that had just been scratched by the cold wind, his eyes darting as a vicious gaze landed on me. “Boss, this kid got lucky a few times just now, so why don’t we make him take the property manager’s anger this time?” The female player beside him also sneered, her face full of mockery. “Exactly, does he really think he can act like a big shot just because he’s wearing floral beach shorts?

He won’t even know how he died later!” I ignored them, sucked down a mouthful of coconut juice that was almost finished, and slowly walked toward the property management building.

The moment I stepped into the gloomy building, the three of them suddenly attacked, shoving me through the bloodred iron door labeled “Manager’s Office.” “Bro, the capable should do more, so enjoy yourself in there!” “Creak—bang!” The heavy iron door was locked tightly from the outside by them.

Holding the empty coconut shell, I sighed helplessly. This generation of newbies really had dirty minds. ......

But just as I expected, shrill screams soon came from outside the door. Scarface and the others had clearly triggered the killing traps around the corridor. “Ah!! My leg!

Something is biting my leg!” “Help! Don’t come over! Get away!” Listening to the ghostly wails outside, I shook my head and turned to look at the dark manager’s office.

Behind the desk, a huge mass of rotten flesh was writhing wildly. That was the infamous “Flaying Manager” in the Srank instance.

More than a dozen bloody human skins were draped over his body, and he was staring at me with a greedy and brutal gaze.

As for me, I casually tossed the coconut shell into the trash can, walked to the leather sofa, and sat down heavily. “Little Skin.” The mass of rotten flesh suddenly stiffened, and countless bloodred eyes looked at me at the same time. “My legs are sore from standing, come massage them for me.” The blood on the Flaying Manager’s body instantly froze.

Then he scrambled out from behind the desk, his huge body shrinking into a ball as he obediently squatted by my feet.

Two claws covered in barbs were placed on my calves with extreme gentleness and slowness. “A little too much pressure,” I said with a frown. “Crack!” The Flaying Manager broke every bone spike on his claws without hesitation, terrified that he might scratch my beach shorts.

Beside us, black water slowly bubbled out of the water dispenser, and a deathly pale “Drowned Ghost” crawled out.

I knocked on the coffee table. “I’m thirsty, make me some hot tea, and don’t try to fool me with your bathwater.” The Drowned Ghost trembled all over in fright and quickly boiled a pot of premium Da Hong Pao with the purest topgrade yin energy.

He even somehow pulled out a fruit platter and carefully peeled a grape with his pale, swollen fingers before offering it to my mouth.

I leaned back comfortably on the sofa, enjoying the highestlevel VIP service in the anomaly world. And outside, separated by only one door.

Scarface was being chased all over the floor by a swarm of bloody handprints, his whole body covered in blood.

When he heard the urgent panting from inside the room that the Flaying Manager made while trying to please me, his face immediately twisted into a savage grin. “Hear that?

That kid must have been skinned alive already!” The skinny guy had lost one ear to a bite, and he echoed him through tears of pain. “Serves him right!

That’s what he gets for acting tough!

He must have died ten thousand times worse than us!” The female player screamed as she dodged a flying chain. “Once we survive this, I’m going to spit on his rotten flesh!” However, they had no idea that the livestream comments across the entire network had completely crashed by now. 【Holy shit!

Holy shiiiiit!】 【Someone wake me up, is the one peeling grapes for the newbie the Srank nightmare Drowned Ghost who wiped out three elite guilds?!】 【The Flaying Manager is massaging his legs?!

The Flaying Manager even broke off his own bone spikes just to massage his legs?!】 【Those three idiots outside are still laughing?

Hurry up and look at what he’s doing in there!!】 【Is this guy really a player? Isn’t he basically the major shareholder of this anomaly world?!】

There were only thirty seconds left on the bloodred countdown in midair.

I took a sip of premium Da Hong Pao and glanced at the wildly writhing lump of flesh by my feet. “Enough, stop massaging.” I kicked the Flaying Manager’s eyeballcovered belly. “Settle this month’s water and electricity bill for me, I’m in a hurry to get back and take a nap.” The Flaying Manager shuddered and desperately forced out a fawning smile. “My lord, it is our honor that you would lower yourself to stay here, so how could we dare take your money!” The Drowned Ghost quickly chimed in and pulled a large stack of blooddripping ghost money from his swollen belly. “Exactly, exactly!

This is our property dividend as tribute to you!” He held tens of thousands in largedenomination ghost bills with both hands and humbly offered them to me. 【Ding!

Detected that the player has paid the water and electricity bill... wait?】 【System correction in progress...

Congratulations, player, you have received a reverse property dividend of one hundred thousand ghost bills!】 【Mandatory side quest: pay the water and electricity bill, completed far beyond requirements!】 The livestream comments instantly fell into dead silence.

Immediately afterward, exclamation marks filled the screen like an erupting volcano. 【Holy fuck fuck fuck fuck!

Paying utilities turned into collecting property dividends?!】 【Even the system was dumbfounded, hey! That “wait” killed me!】 【How is he a player?

He’s here to collect protection money like everyone’s living ancestor!】 I casually stuffed the ghost money into the pocket of my floral beach shorts and yawned. “I’m leaving.” The Flaying Manager quickly scrambled over to open the door. “Creak—” The heavy bloodred iron door was slowly pushed open.

Outside the door, Scarface was holding the skinny guy with a broken leg, gasping heavily.

The female player was covered in blood, and half her scalp had been shaved off, making her look like an evil ghost.

They had just happened to endure thirty minutes of the corridor’s killing traps.

Hearing the door open, Scarface suddenly raised his head, and wild joy and malice burst from his eyes. “Hahaha! The door’s open!

That kid definitely doesn’t even have bone dust left!” The female player also laughed crazily. “Serves you right!

That’s what you get for showing off, now do you know how to spell death?” I slowly stepped over the threshold, still holding the fruit platter offered by the Drowned Ghost. “It is pretty hard to spell.” I stuffed a crystalclear grape into my mouth and spoke unclearly.

When they saw me, Scarface’s laughter stopped abruptly.

Three pairs of eyes stared at me, so wide their eyeballs almost fell out. “You... how could you still be alive?!” The skinny guy pointed at me, his voice filled with extreme fear. “Not only are you alive, you’re eating grapes?!” The female player also screamed in collapse. “Impossible!

Where is the Flaying Manager?! How could he let you go!” As soon as she finished speaking, a huge mass of rotten flesh squeezed out from behind me.

Scarface was so scared his soul nearly left his body, and he scrambled backward on all fours. “The monster’s out!

Run!” However, the infamous Flaying Manager did not even look at them.

He obsequiously offered me a blooddripping hot towel. “My lord, wipe your hands, and please have a safe trip.” The Drowned Ghost also poked out a pale head and waved his claws reluctantly. “My lord, come visit often!

Next time, I’ll brew you mothertree Da Hong Pao!”

Bang! The door closed. Scarface’s mouth hung open as he stared at me blankly. The skinny guy even forgot the pain of his broken leg, looking as if he had been struck by lightning.

The livestream comments once again entered an epiclevel explosion. 【Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck!

The Flaying Manager called him my lord?!】 【The Drowned Ghost told him to come visit often?!

Is he treating an Srank instance like a brothel?!】 【What normal person clears an instance and packs a fruit platter to go?!】 I ignored them and kept walking on my own.

However, just then. A system alarm suddenly exploded over the entire family compound. 【Ding!

Detected that a hidden storyline has been triggered!】 【Ultimate mandatory quest issued: proceed to Room 1404 on the top floor and pacify the berserk “RedDressed Building Manager”!】 【Warning!

Death rate of this quest: 100%!】 【Countdown: two hours.

Those who fail to complete it will be devoured by all the anomalies in the compound!】 Bloodred words dripped with blood in midair, radiating despair.

Scarface collapsed onto the ground, his face ashen. “It’s over... the RedDressed Building Manager... that’s the unsolvable dead end in this Srank instance!” The skinny guy pissed his pants from fear and cried out in despair. “I don’t want to die!

I still don’t want to die!” The female player suddenly threw herself at me and clung tightly to my leg. “Boss! You must have a way, right?

Please save me!” “I was blind earlier, I’ll kowtow to you!” She cried while frantically banging her head against the ground.

I pulled my leg back in disgust and glanced toward the end of the stairs. The RedDressed Building Manager? Wasn’t that the little female ghost I casually enlightened last year?

I heard she seemed to have gone through a breakup recently?

I rubbed my chin, and an amused smile tugged at the corner of my mouth. “Fine, let’s go take a look.” I strode toward the stairs.

Scarface gritted his teeth and limped after me. “Fuck it, we’re dead either way, so I’ll gamble by following the boss!” The stairs leading to the top floor were dark and cramped, and scarlet blood seeped from the walls.

The higher we climbed, the more bonechilling the yin energy in the air became. Even I sensed that something was wrong.

The purity of this yin energy was definitely not something a RedDressed Building Manager could emit. “Heeheehee...” A sinister, ethereal woman’s laugh came from the darkness overhead.

Immediately afterward, a human head with disheveled hair rolled down the stairs and landed beside my feet.

The head suddenly opened its pupilless, deathly pale eyes and stared fixedly at me. “Found you...” I lowered my head and looked at the head by my feet, then raised an eyebrow.

Interesting. It seemed that there was still a secret hidden in this Scarlet Family Compound that even the system did not know about.

I raised my foot and kicked the head away like a soccer ball. “Don’t block the way.” The head drew an arc through the air, crashed into the darkness, and let out a scream.

I had just stepped onto the floor where Room 1404 was located. A rotten wooden door slowly swung open in front of me with a creak.

Inside the door, a pair of embroidered shoes with bright red peonies hung silently in midair.

And the owner of those embroidered shoes was staring fixedly at me with eyes filled with extreme resentment.