The hidden dungeon in Twin Villages gives a very high score.

The scores on Cheng Shuang and Du Jun's wrists turned blue, one showing 61 points and the other 63 points.

Sun Han was a few points behind them, so he was stuck at 59 points.

Lianrong also failed to reach the passing grade with a score of 55.

As a native whose score has been hovering in the middle to upper range for years, Han Meimei suggested that Lianrong and Sun Han go to a dungeon to grind away, mainly to stay alive and raise their score above 60, so that the group could enter higher-level dungeons at the same time.

Cheng Shuang found it strange that Han Meimei's score was 80, so how did she manage to get to instances with scores below 60 before?

Since they decided to continue their cooperation, Han Meimei didn't hide anything. "I was injured before. People like me who enter dungeons while injured usually get lenient treatment, but the score difference can't be too big. For example, if I have 80 points, and I try to cheat my way into a dungeon with a total score of less than 20 points, the dungeon will reject me and I won't be able to get in."

Cheng Shuang didn't notice any old injuries on her, but she didn't dwell on the issue too much. The young girl was more concerned about another matter.

What are the uses of fractions?

The group sat at a herbal tea stall waiting for Sun Han and Lian Rong to return. The alley behind the small inn was a dungeon with a high score and few people, which meant there weren't many competitors.

Because it was the time of year when spring was turning into summer, and the midday sun was at its strongest, Han Meimei changed into a light orange curved-hem robe. Her skin was fair, and she was petite, and with the addition of jewelry and beads, her already excellent appearance instantly became even more stunning.

She smiled, and even the humble stall seemed to shine.

This made the girl very happy. Who wants to spend all their time with rough, tough men? Isn't it better to be with a pretty, gentle, cute, and smart young lady?

"Grades? If you lose your grades, you lose the chance to get through tough times with your loved ones and friends. Humans are social animals. If you keep missing out on old acquaintances, how much time and emotion do you have to make new friends and lovers? The worst thing is that you manage to escape death after all that hardship, only to find that there's no place for you in the world of your friends and loved ones." The young woman looked for a moment of vicissitude, and Li Lei patted his girlfriend's shoulder comfortingly.

"So the best way is to stay within the same score range. If it's too low, your physical functions will be weaker, and you'll often be mentally exhausted, which will cause inconvenience to your work and life. If it's too high, then you'll have to go to a dungeon with no way back. Of course, this is just a legend. To this day, neither I nor any of my friends have heard of anyone reaching the perfect score and going to that mysterious and dangerous dungeon."

"Can I understand it this way?" Cheng Shuang held her iced tea, tilting her head to look at the pretty young lady. "One thing is that getting a perfect score is difficult, and another is that those who enter the instance are forgotten by everyone?"

Han Meimei was taken aback, her smile ambiguous. "How did you come to this conclusion?" She added, "Who can do something like this, to completely erase someone from the hearts of everyone who has ever met them?"

"Sister Han, do your parents approve of your relationship with Brother Li?" Du Jun asked.

To avoid upsetting his girlfriend, Li Lei answered first, "Meimei lost her parents when she was young."

The old man sighed. "Those involved are often blinded. Miss Han, according to the scoring and dungeon system, there shouldn't be any real death, right? You mentioned that a low score affects physical skills; conversely, a high score improves physical fitness and ensures better health. Of birth, aging, sickness, and death, sickness is excluded. Forgive my bluntness, but then, is death an accident?"

Han Meimei shook her head with a bitter smile. "I don't know. Apart from leaving me a house and a few photos, I know nothing about my parents." She lowered her eyes, her voice trembling. "From your perspective, is there something that erased their existence?"

Cheng Shuang touched her nose. "I just have a suspicion. Sister Han, you've been in this city for so long, you know where there are dungeons and what the approximate score is for each dungeon. So how is it possible that there's no information about the legendary mysterious dungeon?"

"Actually, it's not like there's absolutely no news." Han Meimei pursed her lips, her gaze drifting into the distance. "It's said that the Academy of Sciences is one of the mysterious copies."

"What is the score limit?" the old man asked, perking up.

"80 points," Han Meimei replied.

Du Jun straightened his back and spoke softly, "Sister Han, if I may be so bold as to ask, about your friend..."

"Like strangers, all alone." She smiled with relief, "But now that I have Brother Li, I think it's pretty good!"

Cheng Shuang and Du Jun exchanged a glance. In this vast city, they had no relatives or friends. They had been fighting alone for so many years. They didn't know if this was the norm for the indigenous people or just a reflection of Han Meimei's personal situation.

We chatted intermittently about Han Meimei's work. She is a freelance writer who creates different stories based on fictional scenarios. Since she was an orphan at a young age, she receives some welfare subsidies, so her life is relatively comfortable.

Regardless of what happened before, Han Meimei now showed the utmost sincerity, answering every question. Even when her privacy was about to be violated, she simply smiled gently.

Cheng Shuang naturally felt a bit of goodwill towards this young lady. Remembering something she had overlooked, she quickly asked, "Sister Han, is your injury healed? I have some wound medicine; I wonder if you could use it!"

"Alright!" Han Meimei explained, "Minor injuries will heal immediately after leaving the dungeon, while serious injuries will require you to stay in bed for most of the day."

"From another perspective, this world is really great; it has achieved a state of no aging and no illness," Li Lei exclaimed.

"Then the hospital won't have anything to do, right?" Cheng Shuang tilted her head. She had a distant relative who was a doctor, and what he feared most was receiving calls from friends and relatives who couldn't get an appointment with a specialist and asking him to find one for them. This showed how important doctors and hospitals were in the real world.

"A hospital?" Han Meimei asked back, "What kind of place is that?"

Leaving aside the other three, even Li Lei was surprised and said, "Meimei, you've never been to a hospital since you were little?" He rubbed his head, "Wait, don't so many dungeon worlds have the concept of hospitals? Have you ever heard of doctors, physicians, or nurses?"

Han Meimei knew that her understanding differed from these people's. She thought carefully for a moment and tentatively asked, "A barefoot doctor?"

The group exchanged glances, which is why there are no hospitals or doctors in this world.

Another key point is how to deal with birth, aging, sickness and death.

As Han Meimei's boyfriend, Li Lei was more suited to ask this question. He whispered a few words in her ear, which made Han Meimei blink in confusion and ask, "Have a baby? Isn't a baby just a baby?"

Several people understood immediately.

This is a world frozen in time.

Without birth and without aging, humanity will eventually die.

No wonder there was no traffic jam on the bus last night, even though it was crowded.

Given the size and population density of the city, traffic jams are almost inevitable.

It is clear that the population here does not meet the standard for a city.