When the cold system notification sounded in the minds of all the survivors again, restlessness and unease filled the carriage.

Players suppressed their fears, but the unknown speculation surrounding the new dungeon brought new anxieties.

Xiao Jin gave a final check of the long sword at her waist and the Amo coiled around her wrist, then took a deep breath.

Suddenly, a streak of light bloomed before her eyes without warning.

Xiao Jin subconsciously took a step back, his hand quietly gripping the hilt of his knife—a reaction honed through countless battles.

But the next second, a shimmering card appeared out of thin air, hovering silently before Xiao Jin's eyes. A dreamlike, seven-colored halo flowed along the edge of the card, completely out of place in this desolate environment.

Xiao Jin frowned subconsciously; things seemed to be a little different from what she had imagined.

Her tense body relaxed slightly, and she extended her slender fingers, the tip of which touched the card in an instant—

【bite!】

Contrary to its usual behavior, a huge, pink and blue bubble-style announcement box suddenly exploded in the center of Xiao Jin's field of vision:

Congratulations! You've triggered the special reward dungeon "Seaside Dream Resort Hotel - 3-Day Unlimited Trip"! Your trial voucher has been issued! Relax and enjoy the sunshine, beach, and delicious food!

(Friendly reminder: All combat activities are prohibited within the instance. Violators will be immediately expelled and all rewards will be confiscated.)

The background of the announcement features a dynamic interplay of blue sea and sky, swaying coconut palms, and tempting close-ups of delicious food, creating a strong visual impact.

“Reward…” Xiao Jin’s thin lips moved slightly, uttering two cold words.

There was no surprise or relief on her face, as if the dreamlike announcement was just a list of spoils to be evaluated.

Just as Jian Yiqiu said, this instance is very special!

After confirming that the announcement was correct, Xiao Jin flicked his wrist, and the heavy, dark-colored longsword transformed into a streak of light and disappeared into his system inventory.

When Xiao Jin first participated in the survival game, she always kept her weapons in her backpack.

However, the loading screens became increasingly varied as the game progressed. To avoid death traps like the "door-opening kill," Xiao Jin also learned to carry his weapon with him.

Unlike Xiao Jin, the other players who heard the system notification were all completely bewildered.

But before they could think about it, they were enveloped in a white light.

The teleportation has begun...

————

There was no dizzying sensation of the world spinning, only a sudden change in the atmosphere.

The salty, warm air, carrying the scent of sun-baked sand and seaweed, roughly blew away the lingering gunpowder and blood from Xiao Jin's nostrils, and the blinding sunlight made her squint unconsciously.

Coming to her senses, Xiao Jin looked around.

Beneath her feet was hard concrete, and in her ears were the cacophony of voices, the roar of a bus engine, and the distant white noise of waves crashing on the shore.

At that moment, Xiao Jin noticed that she was getting off a slightly old but very familiar bus, following the flow of people.

I glanced at the car body, and wow! It's an old hand.

Xiao Jin continued to observe and found that the same tour buses filled the huge parking lot, like a group of tired steel behemoths.

People were getting off the bus one after another.

With just one glance, Xiao Jin understood—they were all players.

A rough estimate puts the number at over a thousand.

These people all looked as if they had just crawled out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, their bodies exuding a murderous aura and a dark aura brought about by long-term tension.

Silence, like a thick, tangible fog, spread instantly.

Most of them had wary, sharp eyes, and their muscles were subconsciously tense, like cheetahs ready to pounce at any moment. Their clothing was also quite varied.

Combat suits, leather armor, robes, cloaks... these elements create an absurd and striking contrast with the atmosphere of this sunny resort.

"Holy crap... what is this? The Last Supper?" A burly male player with a face full of scars couldn't help but exclaim.

His voice was rough and hoarse: "Is the system really that kind? Sending us here for a vacation?"

Because the mission was so sudden, the players didn't even have time to discuss it before being sent directly into the dungeon.

"Who knows?" A tall, thin player next to him twitched the corners of his mouth, revealing a smile that looked more like a grimace.

But his eyes scanned the surroundings, as if assessing potential threats: "The last instance had a mountain of dead people, maybe the system is just trying to appease them?"

The moment these thousands of menacing-looking "tourists" appeared, they immediately attracted the attention of everyone near the hotel entrance.

The smiles on the faces of the ordinary NPC tourists, who were dressed in cool swimsuits and floral shirts and were laughing and chatting as they prepared to enter the hotel, instantly froze, their eyes filled with surprise and fear.

"Quick, look at those people..."

"Oh my god, what...it looks like they just came out after killing someone? I hope they're not in trouble."

"What a scary look! He looks so fierce... Let's call the police!"

Shh! Keep your voice down! Don't mess with them!

Panic spread rapidly, like ink dropped into clear water.

Upon hearing the news, a middle-aged man in a sharp suit with a manager's name tag pinned to his chest quickly walked out from behind the hotel's grand glass doors.

His face, which had been plastered with a professional smile, turned deathly pale the moment he saw the dark mass of "guests" in the parking lot, all exuding an aura of unapproachability. Fine beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

He subconsciously took a half step back and quietly pressed the emergency call button on the walkie-talkie behind his back—this scene didn't look like that of tourists at all, but clearly like a group of vicious bandits coming to rob someone!

"Excuse me... everyone..." The manager tried to remain calm, but his voice trembled slightly. He tried to make his smile look more sincere, though with little effect.

The atmosphere among the players was also slightly awkward.

Long-term life-or-death battles had made them forget how to socialize normally with "ordinary people." Faced with the manager's questions and the terrified gazes of the surrounding NPCs, their facial muscles were stiff.

For a moment, the scene fell into an eerie silence and stalemate.

Finally, someone realized what was happening.

"Ding-dong!"

"Clang!"

"Whoosh!"

A series of metallic clanging and the sounds of objects being retracted echoed.

Players quickly retrieved all the weapons they were holding, whether openly or covertly, into their system inventory space.

Immediately afterwards, a smile appeared on each weathered face, marked with vigilance or numbness.

That smile, mixed with awkwardness, deliberateness, and even a hint of distortion, could hardly be described as "kind."

"Hehe, hello?" A player who looked relatively friendly stepped forward, grinning, "Don't be nervous, we're here for sightseeing! Yes, sightseeing!"

“That’s right, that’s right, vacation! Relax! Haha!” The others quickly chimed in, their voices dry and monotone.

At the same time, several players pulled out the [Seaside Resort Hotel 3-Day Pass] that emitted a dreamy glow and held it up like a pass.