What are you looking for?

Seeing Nineteen's actions, Xiao Cheng couldn't help but ask.

“Find the switch to the next space,” Nineteen said, frowning as he looked at her.

"What's wrong with you? Why are you always asking such strange questions? Didn't you read the game instructions after you came in? There's such a big piece of paper pasted on the ceiling."

“There was no such thing in the room I entered,” Xiao Cheng shook her head. “It might only exist in certain rooms, and I just happened not to encounter it.”

Nineteen seemed to believe her and didn't pursue the matter further. Instead, he grinned foolishly and said, "Looks like I'm pretty lucky. I really am the chosen one."

Xiao Cheng: "..." Kid, don't act like a chuunibyou for no reason at a time like this, okay?

"So how many spaces have you found?" Nineteen continued, "Including this one, I've found twenty-seven. Three of them have weapons, fourteen have monsters, and the remaining ten are empty."

"As for the players, I've only seen you so far. Uncle Qiu and the others must have been involved too. A lot of time has passed, and my older sister should know the news and is definitely trying to find a way to rescue us."

"But I definitely won't need her to save me! Once I clear the dungeon, I'll give her a huge surprise! After that, she won't stop me from participating in dungeons anymore!"

Nineteen spoke with great enthusiasm, his emotions rising, and he raised his hand and slammed it against the wall with great excitement.

It leaves a visible palm print.

"My God!" He stared at his palm in shock. "I can't believe I'm this strong? Are the experience beads on this thing really that high-level?!"

"So you've already absorbed four experience beads?"

Looking at him, Xiao Cheng's inexplicable premonition grew stronger and stronger.

"Of course not." Nineteen looked slightly regretful. "Not every monster can have them. Including this, I only managed to collect six."

Nearly a 50% probability.

Xiao Cheng couldn't sort out her thoughts, so she could only put the problem aside for the time being and change the subject.

"What kind of switch can switch between spaces? Tell me, and I'll help you find it."

"Given the current situation, telling you won't help." Nineteen sighed deeply, leaning against the wall with his gun in his hand.

"Unfortunately, there are no light switches in this room. It must be the dead room mentioned in the rules."

"Death operative?"

This is yet another word that Xiao Cheng has never heard before.

"Yes, all we can do now is wait. Wait for the spatial layout here to refresh again, or wait for other players to trigger the mechanisms."

Xiao Cheng thought of the room she had fallen into at the beginning. According to Shijiu's description, it was probably a dead room that had been reopened.

"So, does the rule specify the percentage of suicide cells?"

Nineteen recalled for a moment, then nodded and replied, "It was mentioned that it would not exceed one percent, so we were really unlucky this time."

Xiao Cheng: "..."

"Actually, there's no need to worry too much. I think your friend is quite capable. Maybe he'll be able to crack the mechanism for switching spaces soon. Maybe if you give him some more time, he'll even figure out the pattern of how the space is distributed and refreshed."

Having said half of what he was saying, Nineteen felt that being more precise would make it more credible, so he added, "If he hadn't been trapped in the Death Chamber."

Xiao Cheng: "..."

To be honest, it's hard to guarantee.

After all, based on past experience, the two of them were the unlucky ones among Zhuge Liang and Feng Xiao.

“But even in the worst-case scenario, since no one outside can trigger the mechanism that switches spaces, there’s nothing to worry about.” Nineteen stroked the dark gun barrel. “The rules state that the automatic refresh period for spatial distribution is three hours.”

"So let's just rest here. In three hours, we'll be able to get out of this death chamber too."

On the other side.

Fang He stood in the mirror room, surrounded by mirrors, his own image reflected in them.

In the center of the room hung a sharp, jet-black longsword with its tip pointing downwards. Two strangely shaped blood grooves were carved into the narrow blade.

After emerging from the cave, he stepped directly into this place. There was no doubt that the space had been transformed; he couldn't even guarantee that he was still in Hell.

He tilted his head slightly, carefully examining the long sword.

This is the only thing left in the mirror room, so this is what Xiao Cheng and the merman were looking for in their bet?

He wasn't quite sure, but the knife wasn't far from him; he could bring it down with a simple raise of his hand.

"Take it with you."

As if responding to Fang He's inner thoughts, a voice suddenly rang out from the mirror behind him, sounding somewhat unreal, as if it were just a hallucination.

Fang He seemed to sense something and suddenly turned around to look. He saw that in the mirror, the space beside him began to slowly ripple, like waves on water, and finally a blurry figure appeared.

"Take this knife with you."

The figure repeated itself.

As time went by, its outline gradually became clearer, but the features were still perfunctory, and the shape of the shadow could be vaguely seen, as if it were completely shrouded in fog and blurred into a mess.

"What is it? Where is this place? Can I leave this place after I take it?" Fang He stared at the reflection in the mirror and asked questions one after another without pausing.

The figure didn't answer his question directly. After a moment of silence, it urged again in an unquestionable tone, "It is it. Take it out! Now! Immediately! Right now!"

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