Chapter 179 Dream Swarm

Shi Yu was stunned.

Although dice have many uses, they all have the same purpose - throw them out and look at the number.

Are you asking him to roll the dice?

Shi Yu was silent for a while, put the dice into his pocket, and went to look at the dead player first.

There were no fatal wounds on the neck, heart, or head; there were no stings in the folds of the sleeve where the bee had fallen; and there was not even any expression on his face that could be attributed to pain.

If you ignore the lack of breathing, it's just like falling asleep.

After checking, Shi Yu took out the dice again.

Dice are very common hexahedrons on the market, with no text information except small circles representing numbers.

Shi Yu threw the dice on the ground.

The small cube spun several times on the ground and then stopped. A small red circle was clearly visible on the upward side.

【Grass】

【Reality, arrival, name, return】

Shi Yu silently watched the result which was not unexpected at all, and waited for a long time but there was no further movement from the small cube.

He looked again at the direction the player was rushing towards, and finally stood up and stepped onto the upward step.

The black fog above the dull staircase in front of him dissipated, and a bright white light appeared on the floor tiles; however, the light from the staircase that he had just left behind him dissipated and was completely swallowed up by the black fog.

Even the dice never appeared again.

The whole process was quiet and peaceful, and there was no sign of danger.

Shi Yu did not continue and sat on the ground again.

This time he counted to more than 1,800 seconds in his mind, and the floor tiles under his feet suddenly flashed, and the light disappeared in an instant.

The sound of water was in the air.

There was light right in front of me, as if it was coming through a crack, and there was a gentle, barely perceptible breeze in the air.

It's the air that's moving here.

But he clearly remembered that he didn't feel any wind when he sat on the glowing tiles just now.

Shi Yu tried to raise his hand, but before he could straighten it out, he touched the uneven stones above his head, and there was dust and fine gravel under his feet.

He now seemed to be in a cave, and the light in front of him was the exit.

Shi Yu was silent for a few seconds, put his hands on the ground, and moved away.

The cave was too low, so he could only bend over. Fortunately, the distance was not far, and he reached the cave entrance without much effort. The suddenly bright sky was so bright that it hurt his eyes.

If I were to describe the scene before our eyes, it would probably be like magnifying the primeval forest dozens of times and presenting it to us.

A single leaf is bigger than him.

The sound of water I just heard came from a waterfall dozens of meters away. If I scale it down, it should be an ordinary mountain spring.

As for the cave he just came out of...

Shi Yu looked back and conservatively estimated that this thing, based on its normal size, should be a mole hole.

The whole scene was filled with a grotesque style, as if it was a biosphere model created by God for observation, or like the garden where Thumbelina was lost in the fairy tale. When he opened and closed his eyes in the black fog, the world was turned upside down.

Shi Yu remembered the name of this game.

Dream?

Whose dream is he in now?

Shi Yu stood up and walked towards the mountain spring that had been magnified dozens of times.

Such a distance would only take half a minute at a normal scale, but when magnified it seemed like crossing mountains and ridges. By the time he finally got close, sweat even appeared on his forehead.

A voice suddenly rang out from the front: "Why are there so few people?"

Shi Yu was just about to look towards the source of the sound when there was a loud bang.

The rock in front of him, which was taller than him, was hit by a hole in the rock by the sudden cyclone, and sharp pieces of rock flew past his cheek.

The person who just spoke shouted over here: "Who's there? Get out!"

Shi Yu walked out of the stone.

The players who had gathered in front of the mountain spring turned around one after another, and Ji Congyang's eyes lit up instantly: "Idol!"

There were eleven players in total, excluding Ji Congyang and Qiao Yan who was always inseparable from him. The player standing next to Ji Congyang had his hand raised and had not yet put it down. He was obviously the player who had just smashed the stone. When he saw him, his face froze obviously and he withdrew his hand in disappointment.

No one else dared to act rashly, but Ji Congyang ran over excitedly as if no one was around: "I said we might be matched up for a game!"

Shi Yu did not want to comment on this issue.

Everyone waited for a while, but no other players came. Finally, the player who smashed the stone broke the silence: "Are there any of you who came in as a team but your teammates are not here?"

Two players raised their hands, indicating that they had all come in as pairs, but now they were the only one left.

The stone player muttered again: "Why are there so few people?"

This was clearly a head count.

Without knowing the previous situation, everyone would consciously or unconsciously gather in the most conspicuous and iconic place. As a result, only twelve out of sixteen people came.

The player who died in front of him before was not here.

Based on this, Shi Yu suspected that the four absent players might have died on the stairs.

The stone player was not afraid to take the lead, so he took the initiative to take the leadership responsibility: "Since there is no one else for the time being, let me continue to ask, after you got the dice, did you shake it? What point did you throw?"

Seeing that no one spoke for a while, he said again: "I threw five. This should not be a secret information. It doesn't matter if I tell it out."

Ji Congyang looked at his companions and then at his idol.

Qiao Yan was the first to answer: "I threw four."

Ji Congyang quickly answered: "I'm six."

The atmosphere relaxed, and the others began to answer. Three people threw at 2, two at 3 and 4, and one at 5. After answering, they all turned their eyes to Shi Yu, who had remained silent from beginning to end.

Qiao Yan glanced at him and said, "He threw a little."

Shi Yu: “…”

Ji Congyang: "Ahem."

The stone player then asked, "What happens after you throw the dice?"

No one spoke this time.

He changed the question: "Have you taken any action? Including raising your hands and walking."

Still no one spoke. One of the male players patted the player next to him, pointed his thumb back, and turned around and left first with his companion.

There is nothing wrong with telling the numbers on the dice roll, but the specific experience that followed obviously involves information competition between each other, and no one wants to tell a group of competitors.

It was obvious that staying there would produce no results, so everyone went their separate ways.

Shi Yu was the fourth to last one when he was dragged away by Ji Congyang. He had just heard the word "idol" when everything in front of him went dark the next second.

He stood there and looked down.

The black fog, the glowing floor tiles, the stairs of unknown height and direction, everything was exactly the same as when he appeared in front of the mole hole.

The mountain spring, the forest that was magnified countless times, and the person who was pulling him just a second ago were all gone.

The moldy soybeans were poured out of the paper bag with a "splash", gurgling on the floor tiles.

Shi Yu stopped the soybeans from rolling with her hands, lowered her eyelashes, and put the beans into the paper bag one by one.

The live broadcast screen jumped several times in just half an hour, and the question marks on the barrage rolled rapidly, either guessing the setting of the game or guessing what he wanted to do.

Shi Yu didn't want to do anything.

He now didn't know which direction to go, nor did he know how to act. Compared to other players, he had an experience of meeting a player in the same field, although the other player was dead the first second they met.

The dice that came with the other party was obviously not the player's private property. The meaning of floating in front of him and asking him to throw it was clear. He threw it and left. This was the choice he made based on the information revealed by the death of that player.

But apart from that, how did the other person die? Why did he die? Why did he die in the grid where he was - or the grid below him? Was it random or a violation of the rules? Was it murder or an accident?

He knew nothing. Rather than running around looking for a way to survive that he didn't know whether it existed or not, staying where he was would at least protect him from death. In other words, based on the current situation, there was no danger that could threaten his life, so he had no intention of acting rashly from the beginning.

Counting beans is simply a way to pass the time.

After players enter the game, the bracelet can no longer send messages to each other. Apart from occasionally collecting props, its only use is as a watch.

This time he waited longer than the last time. Only when he had thrown most of the bag of soybeans back into the paper bag did a dice unexpectedly yet reasonably fly out of the black fog and stop quietly in front of him.

The small cube still flew up from the bottom of the stairs.

Shi Yu slowly packed up the beans, folded the paper bag, and then threw the dice on the ground.

Gurgle gurgle.

a little.

…

Shi Yu was silent for a long time.

[I vomited with laughter]

[So this game is just a dice-throwing competition?]

[What happens after throwing the dice? Continue to move according to the points? How many steps do you take according to the number you throw? ]

[It shouldn’t be that simple, right? ]

[In fact, in addition to going upstairs, you can also try going downstairs]

[Staying still is also a way out]

[It is commendable to have an experimental spirit, but you may die if you try]

[But you can't guarantee that going upstairs according to the number is the right way, right? ]

[Or maybe it's not as complicated as you think, it just depends on the points? ]

[Maximum value? Minimum value?]

[But are Emperor Ji and Lady Shi all fine? ]

[The person who just died in front of Master Meiren cast a median vote? ]

[Although, the median can't be verified at all]

[Don’t forget that player also lost a bee. Do you believe that his death had nothing to do with the bees? ]

[No, you guys got the point wrong. There are sixteen people in this game, but there were only twelve just now. So where are the four missing people? Are they all dead? ? ]

Shi Yu put away the paper bag, finally stood up, and took a step towards the stairs.

The step he stepped on glowed, while the step he left was extinguished.

The next moment, a rustling sound suddenly came from the darkness.

Brown and black color suddenly emerged from the edge of the square floor tiles, and swarms of hard-shelled insects crawled up from under the stairs, weaving densely into a web, rapidly shrinking the narrow light source.

Full of cockroaches.