Today, I Have Yet to Become a Doll

The ball remained silent.

Bai Youwei looked at it with increasing suspicion.

After a moment, she said to Pan Xiaoxin, "Go and bring the music box over here."

Pan Xiaoxin: "…"

The crystal ball yelled angrily, "Hey! Do you not understand ball language?! I already said attacking a monitor is a violation! A serious, rule-breaking, act!!!"

Pan Xiaoxin, who was about to get up, froze, unsure whether to listen to Bai Youwei or the ball.

Bai Youwei looked at Pan Xiaoxin calmly and gently, "It's okay, we're just bringing it over to look at it, wind it up, and listen to the music. We won't violate any rules by attacking it."

Pan Xiaoxin nodded, walked over with a serious expression, picked up the music box, and returned.

The crystal ball on the music box snorted coldly, "You better not try any tricks! Don't even think about exploiting loopholes in the rules! Any violations will be punished by the monitor… Ahhh!—"

Pan Xiaoxin suddenly stumbled and fell to the floor with a thud!

He held onto the music box, but the crystal ball was thrown in a parabola, landing heavily, bouncing twice, and rolling all the way to the corner!

"Oh dear! Xiaoxin, are you alright? Get up!" Bai Youwei patted her chest in fright. "How did you fall so carelessly? It's a good thing you didn't do it on purpose, otherwise, the monitor would have judged it as a malicious attack!"

Pan Xiaoxin on the floor: "…"

The ball on the floor: "…"

Teacher Cheng hurriedly helped Pan Xiaoxin up, dusting off his legs. "Are you okay? Did you hurt yourself? Oh dear, be careful next time. The floor was just flooded, was there still some water that made you slip?"

Pan Xiaoxin silently placed the music box on the table and then glanced at Bai Youwei.

Why did he feel… just now, like Sister Weiwei had tripped him?

Hmm…

Wasn't Sister Weiwei's leg disabled…?

"Where's the screwdriver?" Bai Youwei asked excitedly. "Now that the monitor isn't on it, it's okay to take it apart, right? Let's dismantle it, dismantle it!"

Shen Mo took the screwdriver and dismantled the music box.

The crystal ball in the corner, covered in dust, slowly rolled back—

The sphere pressed against the wooden floor, making a creaking sound. The floorboards it rolled over cracked slightly, as if bearing a thousand pounds of force, splitting into a long line, heavy and silent, like unspoken fury.

It rolled all the way back to the living room, stopped, and watched as these people took the music box apart.

As they dismantled it, they counted the nails.

"One, two, four… eight…"

"Do you think you can clear the level by dismantling the music box?" A sinister child's voice echoed eerily from within the crystal ball. "The Dollhouse, one season of life, one season of death. During the debugging phase, there were a total of 6,798,052 players. Only 1,289 survived until autumn! And none of those people lived to see winter!"

Bai Youwei looked at the crystal ball on the floor.

The counting beside her ears had stopped…

Stopping at 12.

They needed far more nails than that.

The ball burst into laughter on the floor. "Haha! Foolish humans! Do you think dismantling the music box will let you clear the level? The Dollhouse isn't the kind of simple game you've played before! Its difficulty is unparalleled!"

Everyone looked at the nails on the table, silent, and expressions of defeat slowly crept onto their faces.

"The Dollhouse, one season of life, one season of death…" Yan Qingwen gave a wry smile and sighed softly. "So that's it."

Bai Youwei frowned. "What do you mean?"

Yan Qingwen looked up at her. "Remember the first round of summer? Tan Xiao and Li Li found a ship model…"

He didn't finish his sentence, but everyone understood what he meant.

Li Li's face was as pale as paper, and he murmured, "There were many nails on the ship model…"

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