"Turn over and stir."
"Add four more screws without heads."
"But something's not quite right."
"Witches know that the heart is a very troublesome material..."
…
The transparent blue whale slowly passed by Su Mingan's eyes.
The fine white sand slipped from the sky, and he heard the warm singing of Dongxue accompanying him as he fell.
The firelight danced outside his closed eyelids, and light and darkness began to mix in his eyes.
He felt like he was gradually sinking into the hay on the ground. The ground began to soften and he was sinking into a soft bed.
Darkness filled his vision.
In the mist-like haze, he heard the crisp sound of liquid falling to the ground.
"Tick tock."
"Tick tock."
His eyes suddenly opened.
The bloody light of the setting sun swayed in front of his eyes, and the thin sword on the ground glowed with a dazzling luster.
He saw a basement.
Stretching out his hand, he saw his own transparent hands... and his entire self, which was completely transparent.
The basement was dark and gloomy, with black blood flowing across his field of vision and forming a blooming lake on the ground.
He saw a girl.
The girl was wearing a cat-eared hat, lying in the black blood. When he looked over, he saw a small blood mark on her neck.
The blood-red sunset slowly filtered in through the gap, shining on the ice-white rapier lying on the ground. The beautiful sword was like an ice soul that would never melt all year round.
He tried to move, but was frozen in place.
"Gululu..."
A soft sound.
The girl's neck could not support the weight, and her head suddenly fell to the ground.
rolled down at his feet.
His eyes froze.
"La la la... la la la..."
A girl in a red dress, humming a light tone, appeared in his field of vision. She carried a basket of mushrooms and danced around in the dark basement with lively steps.
Her steps were brisk, as if she was celebrating something.
Su Mingan raised his head.
Sure enough, he saw himself leaning in the corner, bathing in the sticky bloody light of the setting sun.
That person's body was covered with mushrooms that were growing out of every corner of his body. Even in the gaps between his fingernails, there were mushrooms as tiny as enoki mushrooms.
And there was a slender sword mark on his temple.
He could even see the transparent barrage on himself:
[... Boss Rabbit just said that he is the number one player? ? Really? Did I see it wrong? 】
[I am a fool, come here because of your reputation. 】
【Come here with admiration +1】
[The forum has gone crazy... It is said that this small live broadcast room is the one who gave a speech on the novice level. I just came here and people are dead! ! ? 】
[It should not have expired, otherwise this live broadcast room would have been closed long ago. Everyone, hurry up! 】
[No, I watched the whole process, and I felt like an ordinary student...]
【Just arrived! How do people die? How did you die? ? 】
[Suicidal... I don’t know what to say about the process just now. In short, it seems that there is something to be gained by completing the level perfectly. 】
【ah? What does that have to do with us? It’s all God’s business. 】
[Yes, it’s inexplicable...I don’t understand. I went to watch Aini’s live broadcast and slipped away...]
…
Su Mingan's eyes moved.
He looked at his unconscious self, saw the barrage flowing rapidly past his eyes, and then watched the transparent live broadcast room slowly close as he died.
He looked at Yueyue's head, which was stained with blood on the ground, and suddenly began to tremble.
"...What am I dreaming about?" He murmured to himself: "Are you too tired?"
When people's mental state and physical state of exhaustion do not match, they will be prone to have some strange or overly realistic dreams.
He felt this intuitively now.
He quickly mobilized his emotions and wanted to escape immediately, but he couldn't escape as if he was trapped in a nightmare.
The picture was twisted and blurred in front of his eyes. He tried hard to move his body, but it seemed that he had lost control of his body.
The next moment, he saw a black and white chessboard surrounded by blue and purple stars.
He wanted to close his eyes for a moment.
"Bang——!"
Red and blue light waves exploded on his side. He gasped and smelled the smell of gunpowder smoke.
Something strange arose in his heart, a sense of depression that almost made him unable to breathe. He controlled his eyelids to close, but the scene still appeared in front of him.
A girl with black hair and red armor stood in front of "him" holding a sword.
"Everyone is watching you..." She whispered: "Give the order."
Then, Su Ming'an saw himself wearing king's fur, standing there and raising his arms without hesitation.
A bloody light appeared above his head for a moment, and he saw the red king fall down.
The black-haired girl looked at her king who suddenly fell down with blank eyes.
Her figure became unreal and blurry.
When the king dies, all his chess pieces are buried with him.
Including the queen is no exception.
The rapier fell to the ground.
There were tears in the corners of her eyes, and she still didn't understand why her king directly chose to commit suicide.
The stars in the sky sparkled, and loud laughter erupted from the other side.
"——Look, let me tell you, students are students, and they cannot bear this level of pressure. After all, those who can stand at the top will always be that fixed group of people..."
Su Mingan's whole body began to tremble.
Looking at the upside-down world in front of her, the red queen's figure gradually blurred.
"……enough."
He said to himself:
"Stop torturing yourself."
At this moment, the more he needs to calm down.
You can't let yourself collapse just because of an inexplicable lucid dream...
He knew that this kind of dream appeared because he was too scared in reality - he was afraid of this happening.
Just like a person who watches horror movies during the day, he may have dreams about being chased by ghosts at night.
What you think about day and night, what you dream about every night.
Although he can maintain absolute calm during normal actions, his emotional emotions cannot be suppressed by actions.
It is always raging like a tide and will slip through the fingers. It is something that no one can stop.
…That’s why he dreams about what he fears most.
He dreamed of this nightmare-like scene that stayed in his memory.
The scene began to change and the picture began to blur. The next moment, he gradually saw the floating city in the sky surrounded by ice-white machinery...
"——Brother!"
Suddenly he heard a call.
Like coming from the distant sky.
He suddenly felt much better.
...After all, the dreams I have now are things that cannot be detected. And the reality he is currently in - the dungeon strategy has reached the final stage.
Mizushima Kawaharu is dead, and he has one last clue left...
This most difficult and hellish world since the beginning of the game is finally coming to an end...
"Brother! Brother! Wake up, brother—!"
The sound in my ears still kept coming.
Su Mingan thought at first that Mo Yan's call was the holy voice that saved him from his nightmare, but soon he felt that the voice became noisy.
Mo Yan seemed to be shouting into his ears, the voice was loud and harsh, roaring like a machine gun.
“Brother—brother—don’t sleep—!!!”
As if he was suddenly pulled out of the deep sea, he quickly broke away from the barrier that prevented him from waking up and opened his eyes.
Steady white light slowly penetrated his eyes.
The sudden bright white light made his vision blurry for a moment.
...Wait, white light?
Su Mingan clearly remembered that he fell asleep in a cave with a fire. How could there be stable white light...
He stood up suddenly, and suddenly felt that his whole chest was surging, and fluffy objects were floating in the air. He couldn't help but cough violently.
A violent cough made his vision foggy. He opened his eyes and quickly scanned the surroundings, seeing everything gray.
He fell silent.
Mo Yan was standing beside his bed, with the wooden door open behind him.
Behind the wooden door is a long, dark corridor.
The blood-stained notebook lay quietly on the table, with a round light approaching in the distance.
"..."
Su Mingan's eyes were a little stunned.
"Brother, brother, why is the dungeon reset again? Wori, brother, what did you and Dongxue do in the cave? Why did she die again..."
Mo Yan scratched his head. His expression was mixed with fatigue and depression, his hair was also messy, and he looked like he had just climbed out of bed.
...How did Dongxue die?
Su Mingan immediately wanted to turn back.
But first, he had to figure out the cause of Dongxue's death.
He clearly remembered that he fell asleep to Dongxue's singing, and there were only two of them in the cave, so it was impossible for the cave to suddenly collapse... And if there were foreign enemies, Mo Yan, who was guarding the door, would also find out...
Su Mingan had a headache, but he soon heard a series of footsteps.
It was light and swift, as if something was rushing towards this side at high speed.
Then, he saw the girl with a ferocious face.
Her blue and white hospital gown glowed dark yellow under the round light, and her black hair was connected like spider silk and covered with sweat.
She stretched out her hands, her feet were stuck on the ground like wooden stakes, and her bloodshot eyes protruded like fish.
"——Go to hell! Go to hell——!"
On her hands, blood-red light flashed.
Su Mingan's breathing was stagnant.
A bad premonition crept into his mind. Amidst Mizushima Kawaharu's crazy roar, he suddenly realized something.
Those were written on the system interface at the beginning, clear and clear rules——
[After the copy is reset, dead NPCs will be resurrected, but dead players will not be resurrected. 】
...That Mizushima Kawaharu.
Her current identity is,
NPC.
Su Ming'an looked at her, watching her palms explode with blood, and heard an explosion coming from an unknown room, and blood-red light exploded.
He seemed to hear a clear sound of rubies breaking.
Listening to this crisp sound, he suddenly understood——
This is an [infinite loop].
...If he didn't kill Mizushima Kawaharu immediately every time the copy was reset, then Fuyuki would just keep dying.
Because the blood-red pendant, which could take away her life at any time, was always in Mizushima Kawaharu's hands.
The world is spinning.
The copy resets again.
He immediately summoned his clone and tried to strangle Mizushima Kawaharu as soon as possible.
But surprisingly, when he was summoning, he suddenly heard the prompt "Five career points will be deducted".
His mind was confused for a moment.
... Career points need to be deducted only when the clone is resurrected.
Even if the dungeon is reset, the shadow's alive status will be retained. Unless the shadow is really dead, it needs to be resurrected with career points.
But it should be impossible for Ying to die...if Ying died, he would definitely notice it.
So, who died before the dungeon was reset...
Su Mingan suddenly came back to his senses.
A sense of fear gradually climbed up my back.
He stood there, sweating, and his outstretched hands were trembling.
Not surprisingly, the summoned shadow stood there and glanced at him.
"You're dead," Shadow said.
Su Mingan closed her eyes:
"In a cave?"
"Yes." Ying said, "Dongxue's pendant suddenly exploded, and you and she died together."
"..." Su Mingan understood.
Therefore, the copy will be reset.
"Dongxue's pendant exploded." He murmured.
Shadow stood in place, making no movement.
"Dongxue's pendant exploded..." Su Mingan's hands were shaking.
It was like illusory sea water gradually surrounded him, and he gradually became breathless.
Everything gray in front of him gradually began to spin, and he felt sticky on his back.
...He hasn't been so panicked for a long time.
Because he gradually discovered his situation.
A situation that gradually made it impossible for him to escape.
[Infinite Loop].
Before the dungeon was reset, Mizushima Kawaharu was clearly dead.
But Dongxue’s pendant is still...
If you don't kill Mizushima Kawaharu, the pendant will be detonated at any time. Even if you kill him, the pendant will still be detonated regularly... If you take the pendant off by force, the pendant will be detonated immediately...
No matter what, he couldn't save Dongxue.
He should have thought of it.
Mizushima Kawaharu had deliberately stayed here for so long, and she must have thought about the possibility of her being killed instantly or suddenly discovered.
Since the pendant has a timer function, she can set the pendant to be a copy and explode suddenly at a certain time.
... In this way, she is fully capable of constantly resetting the copy until it reaches the fifteenth day... until he completely fails.
He had previously felt that this process, which originally only had a five-day copy, could not be delayed until the fifteenth day. This failure setting was completely useless.
But I didn't expect... that it might become a major failure mechanism that dragged him to death here.
Malice.
Su Mingan just stood here, facing the gray wall, and felt huge malice coming towards him from all directions in the world.
When Shen Xue was targeted before, he felt that there was nothing he could do to stop him. When he met Wang Xingkong, who came specifically to target him, he also felt that this was a mechanism that could be easily solved. The fourth world became Pori, the fifth world became Qinwang... He always felt that these extremely malicious settings were the source of his strength and the challenge for him to gain opportunities.
But now... this malice has begun to tug at his feet, dragging him like a hand outstretched from the mire.
Mizushima Kawaharu, she,
——Why do you have to do this?
Ying looked at him calmly.
White light fell on him, and Shadow sighed.
"...How about forget it?" Ying turned his head.
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