After the Full-Level Boss Entered the Infinite Game By Mistake

“President, would you like a glass of blueberry sparkling wine?” Zhou Guang approached Bai Lixin with a tall, transparent goblet containing a faint purplish liquid, offering it to him.

Bai Lixin was sitting in a corner. He accepted the wine glass from Zhou Guang and thanked him before taking a sip.

It lacked the malty aroma of beer or the sharpness of white wine. The sparkling wine had a slight sweetness and refreshing acidity, somewhat like fruit juice.

Everyone was having fun in the hall, and there were wrapped gifts on his table.

The outer packaging of the gifts was colorful and they were piled up into a small mountain.

“Thank you all for these preparations,” After taking another sip of wine, Bai Lixin put the wine glass aside, took out a random gift from the pile of gifts, and untied it slowly.

The stack of gifts wobbled a bit and Zhou Guang reached out to steady a gift box in front of him. “Actually, I just wanted everyone to have a good time under the guise of celebrating your birthday.”

His voice was deep and calm. “I’ve noticed that the longer we stay in this escape game, the less we grasp the concept of time.”

“In the real world, because the golden age was only a few years, everyone would desperately hold on to the tail of time and cherish every minute. But here, we don’t age. Look at us, it feels like we have just entered this game, but it’s already been three years.”

“Because of prolonged exposure to this environment, some people have grown accustomed to this way of life.”

Bai Lixin nodded. “Yes, habit is a scary thing.”

Zhou Guang continued, “Depriving memories and making them forget the past is equally terrifying.”

Bai Lixin remained silent.

“Three years is neither a long time nor a short time,” Zhou Guang reflected. “Sometimes late at night, I wonder if I can integrate back into normal life after leaving here.”

Bai Lixin: “What if you forget everything about the horror game after leaving?”

“That would also be terrible,” Zhou Guang’s eyes dimmed slightly. “I’m afraid I wouldn’t fit back into normal life with memories intact. But if the memories were erased, what would my experiences here mean? Just a dream?”

He paused. “It’s not even a dream, because I wouldn’t even have memories of this place.”

With Bai Lixin’s careful unwrapping, the beautifully wrapped gift finally opened to reveal its contents.

It was an exquisitely crafted tea set, each piece adorned with golden patterns depicting vivid flames. The plates even depicted a roaring bonfire.

“Thank you for the gift, Zhou Guang,” Bai Lixin carefully examined it and then stowed it away in his backpack. “I really like it.”

Zhou Guang’s eyes hidden behind his glasses trembled slightly. “You know this is from me?”

Bai Lixin pulled out another gift from the pile. “Isn’t this from you personally? How could I not know?”

Zhou Guang smiled wryly. “I thought there were too many gifts and you might not know who gave what.”

After saying that, he laughed at himself and said, “What was I thinking? You’re God Xin, how could you not figure out whose gift is whose?”

“Do you remember your first birthday gift?” Bai Lixin suddenly asked.

Zhou Guang didn’t know why Bai Lixin asked this, but he pondered seriously before answering, “Yes, I remember. When I was young, I really liked a pair of sneakers, and my parents gave them to me as a birthday gift.”

“What does a birthday mean to you?” Bai Lixin asked next.

“It’s an important day of the year, one of the few times in life that’s worth remembering.”

“And do you remember your third birthday gift?” Bai Lixin continued.

This time, Zhou Guang hesitated for a long time. A minute passed before he shook his head helplessly. “I don’t remember.”

“And after forgetting it, did it have any impact on your life?” Bai Lixin asked.

Zhou Guang: “No, I just couldn’t recall it.”

“So you see,” Bai Lixin said as he skillfully unwrapped another gift, revealing a beautiful music box. “Even if we forget a few precious moments, life goes on.”

“So whether you remember or forget, it doesn’t matter. Remembering brings both joy and pain, and forgetting does the same.”

Zhou Guang fell silent for a long time. “I’ve learned from you, God Xin.”

“It’s hard enough to survive and leave here. Who cares about remembering or forgetting? It’s needless worry.”

“I’m telling you all this today because my progress bar has reached 100%,” Zhou Guang finally said what he had meant to tell Bai Lixin. “I can leave the horror game at any time now.”

In the hall, a game of passing the drum was underway, with Xia Chi and the others having a great time. Zhou Guang glanced deeply at them. “I’ve decided to leave the game in two days. This is probably our last lively gathering.”

Bai Lixin: “Do they all know about this?”

“I haven’t told them yet. I only received the system reminder a few days ago when I came out of a copy.”

“After reaching 100%, I have seven days of stay. Today is the third day, so I have four more days in the game.”

Bai Lixin smiled. “So that’s why you seemed so burdened today. Isn’t it a good thing to be able to leave the horror game? If I were you, I wouldn’t stay even a second longer.”

“You are a person with a heavy sense of responsibility and worry too much. I used to think you were a refined, selfish, cold-hearted elite man. But in reality, you’re like a male mother. One moment you worry that Xia Chi has no one to take care of him, the next you worry that Liang Xi might be taking things too hard, then you worry that Cancan might be bullied, and then you worry about the guild falling apart.”

Bai Lixin rubbed his temples. “You really don’t need to worry so much.”

Zhou Guang teased, “A child may go far, but a mother’s worries never end.”

Bai Lixin raised an eyebrow. “Let Xia Chi know you consider him your son, and see if he won’t fight you.”

Zhou Guang just smiled and said nothing.

Bai Lixin didn’t expect Zhou Guang’s progress bar to be full because even though he had reached the 930th floor, his own progress bar was only at 35%, still a long way from being full.

This progress bar indicated how close a player was to leaving the horror game. Each time a player cleared a copy, the bar would move forward a bit.

When the progress bar reached 100%, the player could leave the horror game and return to the real world.

Bai Lixin: “When do you plan to tell them?”

Hiding it wasn’t a good idea, after all, it was something worth celebrating.

Zhou Guang: “I’ll tell them after the party ends.”

Bai Lixin: “Alright, I’ll respect your wishes.”

The lively party lasted until the evening, and everyone played until they were exhausted, then dispersed.

The guild had a one-click restore feature, and the messy hall instantly returned to its original state.

Most people had left, and those remaining lazily sprawled on the sofas.

“It’s been a long time since I’ve had so much fun,” Xia Chi was a bit tipsy and had a flushed face. His words were even slightly slurred. “Hey Samael, you escaped, but why do you still wear a cloak every day?”

He reached out to tug at Samael’s cloak. “This cloak must be your true form!”

No one knows what material Samael’s cloak is made of. Even in such a lively environment, the hood didn’t fall off at all.

A deep, magnetic voice came from under the hood. “It’s just a habit.”

“I know why.” Hongyue, also a bit tipsy, wobbled on the sofa. “Isn’t it because our Samael is too handsome? After he took off his hood, people stared at him wherever he went. Our Samael felt embarrassed, so he put on his cloak again.”

Bai Lixin could see that Samael was one of the few that was still sober. “Samael, what floor are you on now?”

Samael: “Over 700 floors.”

Xia Chi’s already glassy eyes suddenly widened. “Over 700 floors? Weren’t you on the first floor not long ago? How did you get to over 709 floors? Did you take a rocket or a spaceship?”

Song Yuantian: “Our Sand Sea Guild is a long-established super guild with a lot of accumulated resources. Plus, we got a lot of performance point cards in the last nationwide battle event. Spending those performance points cards to get to over 700 floors is nothing.”

Xia Chi gave a thumbs up. “The Sand Sea Guild is impressive.”

Bai Lixin rubbed his temples. “Whose idea was this?”

Emil puffed out his chest and belched. “Mine! Smart, right? This way, he can quickly reach over 900 floors, and the sooner he goes up, the sooner he can get out, and I’ll be free, hahaha.”

Samael: “Yes, smart.”

Bai Lixin: “Well… the progress bar is fixed. Originally, he could have used the lower floors to fill it, but now, at over 700 floors, he can only rely on high-difficulty copies to fill the bar.”

Samael sighed. “Indeed, Emil, it was your bad idea. You have to take responsibility for my future.”

Emil’s smile froze, and he fell into deep thought, his face displaying a “wise” expression.

Bai Lixin: “…”

‘What a genius.

Samael, I don’t believe you didn’t do it on purpose.’

“By the way, what are your progress bars at?”

Because his own progress was slow, Bai Lixin didn’t pay much attention to it usually.

It wasn’t until Zhou Guang mentioned it that he realized he needed to understand other peoples’ progress too.

Song Yuantian: “I’m at 91%. I stopped taking on copies after reaching over 900 floors. I’m waiting for Hongyue to fill her bar, and then we’ll complete the tasks together.”

Hongyue: “Although I stayed in the doomsday copy for a long time, the floor cap was only 600 floors at the time. So my progress bar is quite high, I’m at 80% now.”

Lin Jue: “93%.”

Emile: “I’m the best, I’m at 94%.”

Samael: “I should be the lowest, at only 38%.”

Bai Lixin lost control of his expression for a second: “…”

S419M: [How dare he compare with you for the lowest, Lord Host. Is he crazy? Hey, there’s someone even lower here!]

Escape System: [He started from the 1st floor and is considered a newbie. But he has reached 38% in such a short time, it’s impressive.]

S419M: [Look at our host, he has been fighting in the horror game for years, but he is still a newbie upon return.]

Bai Lixin: […]

S419M: [I’m embarrassed for our host.]

Bai Lixin: [.]

‘You don’t sound embarrassed at all.’

Li Cancan: “I’m at 92%.”

Liang Xi: “Me too, I’m at 92%.”

Xia Chi started giggling. “You’re all nothing! I’m the best, I’m at 99%! Haha, no one’s higher than me, right?!”

Zhou Guang said in a deep voice: “None of you are better than me. I’m at 100%.”

It’s things like this that make me realize we are almost coming to the end (⁠╥⁠﹏⁠╥⁠)