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—Congratulations to player Yan Xiaoqin for learning the [Disguise Technique] (one-time consumable, 2 hours remaining)

Congratulations to player Yan Xiaoqin for obtaining 5 Medium Medkits!

"Tsk tsk tsk, and he says he can provide 10 medical kits? Men's words are indeed deceitful."

ID: Yanxiaoqin, Profession: Thief, Skill: Vampire.

She loved the "Misty Town" dungeon so much; the game rules were practically tailor-made for her.

The moonlight cast a bright glow on Yan Xiaoqin's sickly skin.

Skilled vampires do not kill their prey easily. They have mastered the art of controlling their desires, using the anesthetic on their fangs to render their prey weak and powerless, overwhelmed by carnal pleasure, and then slowly sucking their blood.

Enjoy their feeble and hopeless struggles, and appreciate their terrified expressions.

Yan Xiaoqin excitedly bit her finger, her sharp teeth tearing through her skin, and blood flowed down her fingertip.

There are 6 prey left.

The players who were eliminated a couple of days ago were too useless; they didn't even give her a chance to shine.

After using the [Vampire] skill, she will enter a weakened state during the day on the second day, with her stamina decreasing and an increasingly severe poisoning buff stacking up. Yan Xiaoqin doubted whether she would have a chance to use up all her medical kits.

She simply couldn't wait 30 days.

Within 20 days, she must hunt down the remaining players and take their lives and items.

Yan Xiaoqin licked her scarlet lips.

She seemed to smell blood again, her throat bobbing slightly as if she could already taste its sweetness. Her prey was just a short distance ahead.

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day6

Name: Xia Ning

Gender: Female

Nickname: Phantom Princess

【Number: 000】

[Occupation: Junior Pharmacist / Unlicensed Beast Tamer]

[Level: 3 (Experience Points: 300/1000)]

Stamina: 90/126 (Poisoned)

Attack: 64 (+21)

Defense: 61 (+15)

[Equipment: Powerful crossbow, greatsword, pocket knife, guardian ring, protective robe, defensive dagger (maximum 6)]

[Skills: Portable Supermarket, Ancient Awakening 2.0, Humanoid Walkie-Talkie (Max 3)]

Survival Points: 0

Xia Ning closed the [Status] interface expressionlessly and began making the potion.

— Successfully crafted, you have obtained 1 [Basic Nutrient Solution]

—After use, the target's stamina increases by 10.

— Successfully crafted, obtained [Basic Antidote] x1

—After use, the negative state of the target object is weakened.

—Player Phantom Princess's pharmaceutical talent increases, while her poison-making talent decreases.

Xia Ning: NICE!

First, drink two bottles of [Basic Nutritional Supplement] to increase your stamina by 20.

She wouldn't wait until her stamina dropped to 60 before using the potion; unless there were special circumstances, Xia Ning hoped to keep her stamina above 90%.

The number of players currently remaining on this map is 7/10.

Another one is gone.

Xia Ning naturally heard the commotion last night. Not only did she hear it, but she also knew that some players had disguised themselves as natives.

Because Greta stumbled home, she prayed for her, believing that her childhood friend Lauren had been replaced by the devil.

However, the demon who was originally scheduled to be tried today died in his cage, along with two members of the militia.

The latest news is that Greta's father, Albert, brought it back.

To be honest, I was quite surprised that Xia Ning was able to stay here peacefully for the past few days.

Greta and Albert actually hid her and didn't report her.

Greta begged Xia Ning to accompany her to church. The news of the priest's death announced by Aug last night had a greater impact on Greta's heart than Lauren's return.

She didn't want to believe it, and she didn't dare to believe it.

This fatherly old man will decay in the sacred church.

Xia Ning remained noncommittal; in fact, she had wanted to go for a long time.

When Father Torgreta gave her the "Contract," he was probably already on his deathbed.

With the militia members all investigating the dungeon, they easily infiltrated the dilapidated church.

The old priest's unrecognizable body lay sprawled on the ground, emitting a foul stench, his faded priest's robes covered in dust and footprints.

Greta's eyes instantly filled with tears, but she dared not cry out loud. She covered her mouth tightly, and the tears flowed silently down her cheeks.

Greta took off her coat and draped it over the priest's broken body.

Xia Ning felt neither joy nor sorrow.

She and the priest were complete strangers, so there was naturally no emotional foundation between them. Moreover, according to the records of the "contract," it was unknown whether the priest who proposed selling souls a second time was good or bad.

She simply examined the church carefully.

She always felt that there must be something hidden in the church.

I imagine Aug felt the same way.

The church was in a mess, with a layer of the walls pried open. Presumably, they found nothing, which is why the militia used the excuse of building a sentry post to demolish the entire church.

Suddenly, my sister flapped her wings and flew away.

Greta exclaimed softly, "My Lord, Divine Messenger!"

The divine messenger landed on a cracked floor tile.

Greta stood half a step away from Xia Ning, watching her nervously.

Xia Ning glanced at her younger sister.

The little girl blinked her big eyes and said, "Goo~ Goo~"

I can't understand bird language.

After a moment's thought, Xia Ning took out the tool she had found in the forest: a lock pick.

A tremendous burst of magic erupted within the church, creating a swirling wind that billowed Xia Ning's white-gray robe and her black wig.

Shock brewed in Greta's eyes.

The little sister fluttered down and landed on Xia Ning's head.

A massive magic circle appeared beneath their feet, its fiery red patterns resembling flowing blood.

Immediately afterwards, a great golden light shone, and Xia Ning and Greta spun around for a moment before landing at the foot of the church.

Xia Ning: =-=

Even if this dungeon isn't entirely scientific, experiencing the mysticism firsthand is still quite strange.

In the darkness.

The red veins, like vines, climbed the stone gate, winding and twisting, and branching out like tree branches.

The blue stone gate is carved with images of various demons, their faces ferocious, their eyes gleaming with malice, tearing at each other.

Greta was in a daze, and almost uncontrollably, she raised her hand and covered the raised lines.

red.

Like blood.

Like flames.

Like the moon.

The blood flowed like red vines, climbing all over the bluestone gate. The magic circle reversed, and the gate slowly opened.

Gravel fell, soil jumped up

Xia Ning and Greta's vision began to blur, and the tremor spread from their feet.

The gate groaned mournfully, and various sounds could be faintly heard from inside—screams, screams, and roars.

The intense aura of darkness seemed to distort the surrounding air.

Xia Ning saw a tree.