Chapter 47: Misty Rain in Jiangnan (End)

riverside.

The players were at a loss and looked up at the rainy sky.

The previous line of words was as if it had never appeared.

...Why can this fire eat up the game subtitles?

The audience was equally confused.

Subtitles are a very special existence in the wilderness. They have a similar effect to holographic projections, but in theory they will not be affected by anything.

The subtitles were engulfed in the fire of the game, unheard of and unseen.

The two non-human creatures in the background saw this situation on the surveillance camera and were so scared that they called the repair hotline frantically.

Yan Chuxue arrived at the river panting. The surface of the river was completely covered by dark blue flames, which was spectacular and beautiful.

Without even taking a breath, he threw the shrine into the fire.

With a plop, the shrine sank to the bottom.

Seeing this elusive rich man, the other players collectively took two steps back.

——This person not only has a strange personality and mental problems, but he is also the president of one of the three major guilds. Ordinary players can't afford to offend him.

Tang Shui frowned.

Yan Chuxue's resentment was much heavier than the last time she saw him.

Yan Chuxue shook her head, barely regaining some energy thanks to the drugs, and walked towards the other players: "Where's Feng Zhibei?"

No one dared to speak.

Amid the sound of the pouring rain, the system prompt sounded suddenly.

But this time the voice was not the usual electronic voice. The strange voice actually sounded like gnashing of teeth.

[Ding! Due to uncontrollable factors, settlement of this instance has been postponed. Please be patient.]

Others don’t know, but Yan Chuxue knows.

This is Ji Ling's voice.

Knowing that the dungeon had indeed been cleared and there was no longer any danger, the players began to discuss it heatedly again.

"This dungeon is toxic, it ended without a beginning or an end, and I didn't even know anything about it!"

"Did the wilderness get a more advanced AI? Why does it speak so much like a real person?"

"I thought there was something good in the new dungeon, what a waste of my time, bah!..."

Tang Shui did not participate in their discussion and stood alone under the tree.

She looked at Yan Chuxue and always felt that this person was a little different from before.

No, it has changed a lot.

It is rumored that the future president Jin Yu and Yan Chuxue are not on good terms, so the entire future guild has a bad impression of this richest player.

In addition, he often violated the rules in the central street area, and this time he and Feng Zhibei stood on the same front, which made everyone's hostility towards him even greater.

As the rain stopped, the flames stopped burning, and the entire Jiangnan town returned to its original appearance. Even NPCs walked out of the house and followed the designed route.

The willow trees withered and sprouted again in just a few seconds, and the sun emerged from behind the mist, bringing peace and tranquility.

It's like this is just an ordinary Jiangnan water town, not a game that repeats itself forever.

On the bridge, the NPC who was beating the gong walked up again, but soon got stuck.

The dungeon lacks the important NPC "Niangniang", and the residents of the town have no faith in the plot, so naturally there are no changes.

The NPC who was beating the gong stood there for a long time. After waiting for a long time, he still didn't see the woman being dragged into the water, so he went down the bridge alone.

A few swallows stood on the tree, tilting their heads to watch the water flowing eastward.

Several players looked at each other, and one of them said weakly, "Is this... the game restarting?"

But they haven't logged out yet, so how come they started over?

Yan Chuxue was tired of waiting, so she simply sat on the edge of the bridge and looked down into the water.

Feng Zhibei had asked him about various underwater breathing equipment when he was at the villa on Garden Street, and bought several of them.

He guessed that the man was in the water.

The quaint little building is reflected on the water, and the sounds of hawking can be heard from the street behind the building.

He leaned his head against the stone pier of the bridge, his upper eyelids covering half of his red eyes, and his messy black hair made him look a little decadent.

Suddenly, bubbles rose from beneath the water.

“Crash—”

The water droplets splashed and sparkled in the sunlight.

Feng Zhibei's red hair stuck tightly to her face, her eyes were slightly narrowed, her eyelashes cast a shadow under her eyes, and a teardrop mole was particularly conspicuous.

He opened his mouth, spat out a mouthful of water, and coughed twice.

"Puhaha—luckily it came out, I was dying of suffocation!"

Feng Zhibei gasped for breath, wiped the water off his face with his hands, held onto the rocks by the river, and struggled to climb up.

Fortunately, he chose an underwater breathing device that gave him the swimming skill, and he learned a little more before going into the dungeon, so he could doggy-paddle his way ashore.

A bony hand appeared before my eyes.

Feng Zhibei put his hand on it and looked up.

Yan Chuxue bent her long legs slightly, stared at him with her red eyes, and gently pulled him up.

"Thanks."

Feng Zhibei squeezed his hand, but unexpectedly he suddenly pulled his hand away.

Feng Zhibei: "...?"

Since the person's thought process is incomprehensible to ordinary people, he did not force an interpretation.

He looked around and changed the subject: "What's the situation now?"

Yan Chuxue asked: "What did you do underwater?"

"Me? I burned the Master to ashes, and then I came out?"

Feng Zhibei rubbed his lower back: "I almost got bitten in the back. I was scared to death."

The players present were already paying attention to their movements, and were all stunned when they heard his words.

"...Who? Who did he say he burned to death?"

Those who enter this copy are not newcomers, at least they have heard of the name of the master.

Several of the veteran players widened their eyes.

"Is this referring to the Master we know...? But he's not..."

"Wasn't he reclaimed by the wilderness back then...?"

Feng Zhibei rubbed his head. He felt a little uncomfortable for a while after coming out of the water.

"I'm still here. Isn't it unkind to discuss this so openly?"

One of the players said bitterly, "We all saw it clearly when you and Yan Chuxue treated Old Sun like that!"

Feng Zhibei took a while to react before realizing that the "Old Sun" he was talking about was the middle-aged man who had come over and tried to attack him before.

He looked at them as if they were mentally retarded, and said in a strange tone, "Please, big brother and big sister... I don't know if you are really stupid or just pretending to be stupid. Am I supposed to just stand there and wait for him to stab me?"

"And I didn't see you guys come to help him? Now you're pretending to be familiar with him—"

Feng Zhibei dragged out the words and put his hand on Yan Chuxue's shoulder. "This shouldn't be the case. They are all veteran players who are better than me. Why don't you contribute a little and help others?"

The latter's back stiffened and he glanced at Feng Zhibei.

From his perspective, he could only see a head of flamboyant wet red hair, revealing a small part of the pink tip of the ear that was pierced by an earring.

"Alright, alright, everyone, stop arguing," Tang Shui sighed, coming out to smooth things over. "Just wait for Wilderness to finish the settlement and log out of the game. Don't cause any trouble."

Feng Zhibei smiled and waved at her, then pulled Yan Chuxue to sit on the bridge.

The remaining players gathered not far away, somewhat wary of them.

"The live stream is disconnected now. Looks like something big has happened in the game..."

Feng Zhibei and Yan Chuxue were chatting, "But where did you get that lighter? It's quite impressive!"

Yan Chuxue uttered a puzzled "hmm" after a few seconds, looking a little distracted.

"I... can't remember clearly. It's probably an item from the game."

A gust of wind blew by and Feng Zhibei sneezed.

He was still wet, but luckily he couldn't catch a cold or have a fever in the game, so it didn't matter if he just sat on the bridge.

He played with the lighter in his hand, and the blue flame lit up and went out as he opened and closed it.

If the entire game is a loop, wormholes and scene fusion can break the loop.

The former is an unofficial channel, and the latter is an official channel.

Feng Zhibei threw the lighter into the air with his hand, and the metal shell reflected a ray of light in the sunlight.

What lies beyond the loop?

The image of Yan Chuxue lying in the coffin that he met backstage came into his mind again.

Blue viscera and

"The raw material of this thing...isn't it blood...?"

Feng Zhibei pondered the lighter for a long time, muttering to himself.

Yan Chuxue on the side was obviously immersed in her own world and did not respond.

In this strange atmosphere, the system prompt sound finally came, and it was still Ji Ling's voice.

[Ding! This instance has been repaired. Settlement is now underway. You can log out of the game after settlement.]

Someone interrupted: "What about the ending? Can't you show the ending achievement?"

The system was silent for a long time this time, and it spoke again after three minutes.

[Due to uncontrollable factors, the ending animation and achievement settlement will no longer be performed in this instance.]

Tang Shui couldn't help but sneer.

The other players looked even worse.

There was no ending achievement, which meant that Hela and the others got nothing from this dungeon, and the game officials directly erased the record of them entering this dungeon.

Players naturally feel resentful because they wasted an opportunity to go into a dungeon and didn't get any rare items.

The system added another sentence in time.

[Wilderness will give each player who participates in this dungeon 20,000 points as compensation]

Someone finally opened his mouth and cursed: "Who cares about your crappy points? 20,000 is just to send away a beggar!"

Feng Zhibei sat on the bridge and looked at the players below, curling his lips.

The system beeped again, and it was finally time for the settlement.

【Ding! Checkout starts now!】

The entire sky suddenly turned dark and turned into a huge screen.

This time everyone is participating in the settlement here and can see the final ranking.

The first place is Feng Zhibei.

There are many grayed-out names at the back. After all, this copy is rated three stars and is very dangerous.

Feng Zhibei looked back and saw that the last lit name was still Yan Chuxue, while He Yutong's name went dark.

He touched his chin, pondering.

After all, He Yutong still has a relationship with He Xinmei, so it's hard to say whether he is really dead.

But Yan Chuxue shouldn't always be at the bottom.

The giant screen flickered a few times and then went out.

Everyone's vision went dark and they were transported to the logout scene.

After three familiar prompt tones, the final commentary broadcast sounded.

But in addition to the previous lines, there is one more line.

"This commentary will be very exciting and not to be missed. Please come and watch it quickly..."

In the backstage of the Jiangnan Misty Rain dungeon, the two non-human creatures that had been guarding the dungeon could no longer be identified. They had turned into red and yellow meat paste, covering the entire floor of the backstage.

There was an eyeball stuck on the ceiling backstage, rolling around. The transparent coffin was filled with an unknown blue liquid, emitting a faint light.

Ji Ling held the microphone in her hand, her voice rising slightly, sounding very lively.

But his eyes were extremely cold as he stared at the completely black screen. His wedding clothes, which he had not had time to change, were stained with blood and flesh, and his hands and face were covered with blood spots.

He turned off the microphone, leaned back, and sat on a sofa that appeared out of thin air.

"How long can you live..."

He chuckled softly a few times and wiped the blood off his face with his hands.

"This kind of extremely bad dungeon story must be very difficult to explain..."

Ji Ling was playing with his fingers out of boredom. Suddenly he was quiet for a few seconds, then he giggled as if he had thought of something.

"You broke both of my copies. This time I'm asking for your hand. That's not too much, right? I'll give you something else next time."

He glanced at the flesh paste at his feet again and shook his head with some regret, "Too weak, still too weak compared to those people before..."

"A bunch of idiots who can't even do the experiment properly."

Ji Ling waved his sleeves, and the whole scene changed into an old studio.

He stood in the corner, staring at the red-haired young man sitting in the seat with some curiosity.

Feng Zhibei was flipping through the notebook on the table when he suddenly felt someone's gaze fixed on him.

He looked back, but there was nothing behind him.

Ji Ling looked at Feng Zhibei, who knew nothing about this, and a satisfied expression appeared on his face.

"Now... let me see what you have to say."

He narrowed his eyes and stared at Feng Zhibei's back.

The author has something to say:

Thank you everyone (bow)

Sorry for being late () I've been busy packing for school these days and haven't finished packing yet

I'm about to finish this copy. I'll hold a lottery after I finish it. Thank you for reading this. qwq