A perfect resolution.

Alarms blared all around, and the tin dolls sprang into action. But it was all pointless—Su Man didn’t pay them any mind. Whenever she heard a sound in the distance, she would toss a couple of explosives in that direction.

She moved forward, detonating explosives wherever she went.

By the time the foreign-style mansion was nearly reduced to rubble, Su Man’s supply of explosives was running low. She found cover and rested briefly before wrapping one last explosive in a tattered sack. Then, deliberately, she approached a lone tin doll.

The doll sensed someone tapping on its metal frame from behind. It suddenly turned around and saw a pair of smiling eyes.

It immediately prepared to attack, but something was shoved directly into its mouth.

“A gift for your master—make sure it gets delivered properly.”

The explosive wrapped in the sack was stuffed inside the tin doll. Watching the doll awkwardly sway and fumble as it tried to retrieve the object but failed, Su Man glanced up at the shattered mansion and hummed a cheerful tune. Then, she swiftly disappeared back into the thick smoke.

Meanwhile, back in his own territory, Duan Jing was having a rough time inside a fast-food restaurant.

He had received news that his territory was under attack, so he grew anxious. Determined to finish his tasks quickly, he decided to keep the shop open all night and called back Dàshān, Xiǎoshān, Yōuyōu, and the others who had already gone home.

However, Yōuyōu and the others were not pleased to see Duan Jing suddenly appear.

“Who are you? How can you be the interim store manager?” they asked.

“Don’t question why I’m the interim manager. Just do as I say! Get back to work! I want this place open immediately!” Duan Jing barked. As a wealthy industrialist in Central City, he looked down on this small shop, focusing only on completing his tasks and returning to his territory to find out who dared to cause trouble there.

But no one listened.

“It’s past closing time. Even if you’re the manager, you can’t just order us to work,” one protested.

“Yeah, the ingredients aren’t even prepared yet. Besides, this isn’t a 24-hour place, so there won’t be customers at night,” added another.

Yōuyōu, Dàshān, and the others spoke in unison, refusing to obey a single command.

Duan Jing nearly exploded with rage. He had never been treated like this before. “I’m the manager! I order you to—ah!”

Before he could finish, Yōuyōu threw a filthy rag straight at his forehead.

Duan Jing was speechless.

In a fury, he began smashing things inside the shop and even brandished a weapon, trying to intimidate them. “I command you...!”

“I already told you, your orders mean nothing!” Yōuyōu slammed the table hard. The overhead lights flickered, and shadows on the walls stretched and distorted. Right before everyone’s eyes, Yōuyōu transformed into a terrifying, grotesque form.

“What interim manager?!” he bellowed. “This isn’t a playground for you! This is an evaluation ground! If we don’t like you, we can erase you!”

The evaluation ground not only enhanced players’ abilities but also empowered these terrifying creatures. When they faced Su Man, they hadn’t truly been powerless—they had merely concealed their strength.

As Yōuyōu spoke, Dàshān and Xiǎoshān morphed into fierce, monstrous beings. “Who gets to be the manager here is decided by us! You trash, get lost! We’re extremely dissatisfied with you!”

Duan Jing had countless tricks up his sleeve, but before these three terrifying creatures, he couldn’t use a single one. His face went pale with shock. What was going on? He had never encountered anything like this before.

Compared to Su Man, Duan Jing’s life had always been smooth sailing—a true embodiment of good fortune.

His gaming notebook had never faced such hideous creatures. Everyone got along harmoniously, and he was always the one bossing around various creatures to complete tasks and earn rewards.

He had taken for granted that this terrifying realm was always like this—until one day, his royal authority system accidentally teleported him to Su Man’s private territory.

Yes, everything seemed to change from that moment. There, he encountered a dull-witted man who, without even exchanging two words, had him and his bodyguards roughed up and thrown out with brutal force.

From then on, his life descended into chaos—unspeakably messy.

Now, despite officially being the interim manager, these employees dared to conspire against him, rebel, and even threaten him!

He was the lucky king! What on earth was happening?!

After Yōuyōu and the others left the shop, exchanging worried glances, they wondered if the person inside had done something to Su Man. Was she alright?

Meanwhile, Su Man had already returned comfortably to her own territory.

She sincerely hoped Duan Jing would like the gift she left behind.

As soon as she sat down, she received good news from the mirror creature.

Yōuyōu and the others had given Duan Jing a harsh lesson, causing him to break down mentally and voluntarily abandon the shop!

Before she could even hear how they had done it, the light screen gleefully cheered: “Congratulations, player. The royal power player named Duan has failed his task. You may now acquire that fast-food shop at a bargain price of 150,000.”

In high spirits, Su Man agreed to the purchase. A new territory flag bearing her name appeared on the parchment scroll.

She had officially become the legitimate manager of that fast-food shop.

Yōuyōu and the others exchanged knowing smiles, relieved that the bastard hadn’t bullied Su Man.

While everything was settling nicely for Su Man, Duan Jing stormed back to his private territory, furious and mentally shattered. He saw the mansion reduced to ruins and spat blood in rage. “Who did this?!”

No one answered him. After a moment, a tin doll staggered to its feet and wobbled toward him.

It kept clicking its fingers, pointing repeatedly at its metal belly.

The bodyguards cautiously sought Duan Jing’s permission, then carefully retrieved the item from inside the doll.

A tightly wrapped sack appeared, with neat, bold letters inscribed: “A gift from Su Man. Hope you like it.”

Duan Jing’s eyes bloodshot with fury. Grabbing the so-called gift, he tore it apart savagely. “Gift? Damn gift! Cursed gift! I—”

Before the bodyguards could stop him, two beeps sounded, and a mushroom cloud erupted where he stood.

At the same time, Su Man received an urgent message from the light screen: “Detected a player exploiting a system loophole. Bug has been fixed. Henceforth, players are strictly forbidden from meeting outside designated areas. Violators will be eliminated and their identities erased.”