Huh? Isn't This A Galgame?

Following the location information given by Yu Shujun, Wen Nan zigzagged through a maze of bustling streets and finally found a hidden residential area.

In this instance, "Xiao Jun" is Zhuang Yichen's assistant. Although with Zhuang Yichen's financial resources and his care for this assistant, Xiao Jun's salary certainly wouldn't be low, at least far higher than that of "Ye Jiu," a humble data mining technician in a certain branch company.

However, Xiao Jun is, after all, just an assistant. Trying to buy a house of her own entirely through savings isn't easy for a salaried worker fighting alone.

Therefore, she chose to sacrifice the convenience of the location to find a sufficiently comfortable, spacious, and satisfactory house within a limited budget.

Choosing this community called Yuanming Garden was a clever decision.

The location of this residential complex is quite unique, surrounded by core areas covered by subway lines, yet this very complex, due to the absence of any nearby subway stations, bus stops, or large supermarkets, became a price trough for housing.

The developer was quite smart, making the landscaping of this community excellent. The abundance of vegetation makes stepping inside feel like entering an elegant wilderness.

Looking up, one can see the undulating mountains behind the community, complementing the lush trees in the area, resembling a picture of green mountains and rivers.

Walking into this community feels like stepping into a Taoyuan in the city center.

...Taoyuan?

Wen Nan paused, gazing at the distant mountains with narrowed eyes.

"Brother, what's wrong?" Qiqi, who had been following behind him, was startled when he suddenly stopped, almost stepping on his heels.

Looking up, she noticed his face suddenly changed to an expression she had seldom seen.

Following his gaze, Qiqi asked while looking at the undulating mountains in the distance, "Is there something wrong with that mountain?"

Wen Nan cleared his thoughts and shook his head, "Nothing, let's go, we're almost there."

He didn't bring up the topic again, and his expression returned to normal, but all the way, Wen Nan felt like a stone was weighing on his heart.

This community was built too bizarrely.

Why on earth was it built like this?

This question was finally answered when Wen Nan reached the door of Yu Shujun's home—

Standing in front of Yu Shujun's door, Wen Nan couldn't help but glance back.

This house was a low-end mini-mansion with one elevator serving two apartments; on this floor, besides Yu Shujun's home, there was only the house opposite.

He didn't know who lived opposite, but it wouldn't happen to be someone with the last name Wang, right?

Thinking of this, Wen Nan couldn't help but glance at the door twice, wondering if he could scan for information about the NPC living inside.

Instead, no NPC information was found; instead, another system prompt appeared—

9527: [Congratulations, player! Without any system help, you successfully found your residence!]

Wen Nan was taken aback.

Ah, it turns out it's my own; then it's okay.

No, wait, was this Wen Nan's own community?

Oh, that makes sense, naming it something like "Yuanming" and making the theme "Taoyuan."

"Brother, aren't you going in?" Qiqi asked, turning her head in front of Yu Shujun's door's password lock.

Wen Nan changed direction and walked across, "Since we're here, let's check out my own place first."

Unlocking the door with face recognition, he pushed the door open and saw the familiar white and green color scheme on the walls. Walking into the bedroom, he saw the familiar white sheets and the row of sockets and call buttons by the bedside, and Wen Nan smiled.

He was not surprised at all.

Qiqi glanced around, couldn't help but stick to Wen Nan's side, tugged his sleeve, and whispered, "Brother, your home...our home...why is our place decorated like a hospital? Do you like this style?"

"It's not what I like," Wen Nan shook his head, "It's what the system likes."

Qiqi didn't understand, looking at Wen Nan in confusion.

Sitting on the bed, Wen Nan turned his head and, through the window, saw the indigo mountains under the night sky, stirring some good-or-bad memories.

Wen Nan asked in his mind: [9527, what's up with the house I'm renting?]

9527: [The residence constructed by the instance system for the player is generated by comprehensively considering the most memorable places from the player's past memories and adjusting it following the storyline. The aim is to better immerse the player and allow them to integrate into the instance more efficiently.]

Ha, so the instance system is trying to be considerate? To make players more immersed in the game, making it easier for players to dive into a romantic storyline, they really have put in considerable effort?

Considering this, Wen Nan asked again: [Will the system customize a residence like this for every player?]

9527: [Only by unlocking key storylines at the fastest speed within the first 15 minutes after the instance begins, and accessing and unlocking multiple storylines corresponding to multiple roles in subsequent tasks, can one have the opportunity for a similar exclusive residence.]

9527: [Congratulations, player! You are one of only two players in this instance who meet the criteria and obtain a customized residence!]

Ha, there's no need to proudly announce this sort of thing, is there?

Could it be that this instance system was contaminated by the built-in system of the Divine Staff Sheath, and started creating these non-existent places?

For Wen Nan, is this residence a reward or a punishment?

9527: [Without violating system rules, at any point during this instance, you can enjoy the residence customized by the system for you.]

This kind of enjoyment is something Wen Nan dares not accept.

He didn't even want to stay a minute longer.

Coming down from the bed, dragging Qiqi along, Wen Nan hurriedly left this eerie house and headed straight across.

Entering the password, pushing open the door, what he saw was entirely different from the house across.

The place Yu Shujun lived in was just like Yu Shujun himself—

At first glance, it seemed very cold, making it difficult for people to approach.

However, once you stay inside for a little while, you can feel three parts warmth, three parts softness, and four parts irresistible allure under his cold exterior, making you want to stay longer and explore deeper.

The living room's theme was in black, white, and gray, with few pieces of furniture, and a single massage chair was placed conspicuously in the middle. Its flamboyant style clashed with the room but surprisingly suited Wen Nan's preference.

Turning around, Wen Nan lay down in that massage chair, finding it tailored perfectly to him, even the indentation in the middle matched his shapely posterior.

Exhaling comfortably, Wen Nan pressed the "Exciting and Thrilling" mode on a row of buttons on the armrest, preparing for a relaxing massage.

However, the next moment, two robotic arms extended from the sides of the seat, reaching toward indescribable areas.

No, is this massage chair serious?

With hands propped up, Wen Nan was about to try sitting up when the sound of the password lock echoed from the entrance.

Wen Nan cursed under his breath, hurriedly trying to regain control of his zipper from the robotic arms. During the tug-of-war, with a ripping sound, his gold shorts were torn again.

At that moment, with a "click," the door opened.

Yu Shujun stepped in and paused at the sight in front of him on the massage chair.