Chapter 403: The Undead Who Doesn’t Play by the Rules

Just as the mages of Xuebang stepped into the trial maze with great anticipation, the official forum of "Catastrophe OL" had already been completely boiling because of this "version update".

A discussion thread titled "All Souls' Day Big Bang! New Xuebang Map Opened!" garnered over a thousand replies in just a few minutes, generating unprecedented buzz!

On the homepage of the post, players are enthusiastically discussing the "temporary body" setting of the new activity.

Punching a slime: "No way! This skeleton soldier is too fragile!"

Baba: "It's like a dream come true. I felt like I was half-dead after being hit by a slime. I'm so uncomfortable! Where's my legendary plate armor? Where's my +15 greatsword? I strongly request that the dog planner make a mirror image for the equipment!!! (Furious)"

Skill is everything: "Stop complaining, you don't understand! This is called 'Classic Server'! All equipment and skills are reset to zero. Now the experts and novices are on the same starting line. It's all about skill and brains. How exciting! I think this wave of updates is very interesting!"

The pig read: "Indeed, the technical players are ecstatic! Finally, they don't have to be bullied by those krypton gold dogs who rely on equipment to crush them! QAQ"

Table and Stool: "No, this game still has big players who spend money?"

He drank the chemical pool in one gulp: "+1, I can't spend all the game coins! (Funny)"

Can't afford to play: "Hey, lately, every time I see this ID, my stomach hurts."

Gou Shi: "@Dragon travels thousands of miles. (funny)"

Dragon travels thousands of miles: "..."

Long Xing Baili: "It's ok, bro. If you can't find the picture pack, I'll lend it to you. (I was @ed by a dog.jpg) (funny.jpg)"

Just as players were arguing about the pros and cons of the "nostalgic server", a reply on the 233rd floor instantly detonated the entire post.

I made my fortune picking up trash: "Holy crap!!! Hey guys, check out the event rules! I've found the real deal! Any magic item dropped this time, as long as you can make it to the teleportation point alive, you can take it out of the dungeon and keep it forever!!!"

This reply was like a depth bomb, causing the entire post to explode instantly.

Riding a broom to fight: "Is this true?!"

Riding a donkey to the market: "Where's the screenshot? If there's no picture, what's your Jaguar?"

I made a fortune picking up trash: "Here it comes! [Screenshot.jpg]! See for yourself! It's absolutely true!"

Holmes: "Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit! I saw it! The words 'Permanently Reserved'! Was that idiot planner's account hacked? Or has he finally gotten his act together?!"

I just want to slack off: "Brothers! Here comes the chance to make a fortune! (Excited)"

The desire to get rich overnight completely ignited the enthusiasm of all players!

Although "Catastrophe OL" is still in closed testing, its amazing gameplay and the resulting popularity have long made it no longer a secret in reality.

Whether it is the rich who have already entered the game or the cloud players who are optimistic about the future of this game, they are all very interested in the hype of game equipment.

It is precisely because of this that the huge purchasing power has given rise to an extremely active market, with people buying ghost money on the forum almost every day.

Forget about copper coins, there are too many of them.

Stimulated by the "illusion of wealth", two major tactical ideas quickly formed on the forum, and countless players began to discuss their own "experiences of getting rich".

Sun Tzu recited the Art of War backwards: "Brothers, open your minds! We're skeletons now, but we actually have a huge advantage here! We can find a corner and play dead, then jump out and give those mage apprentices a big surprise when they get close! I suggest that we trappers unite and give Xuebang's magic apprentices a good 'strength'!"

Don't run, I'll buff you: "That makes sense, brother! Although I don't think it's direct enough! Look at the equipment on those apprentices, wizard robes, wands, magic accessories, which one is not more valuable than our skeletons? The rules only say you can't kill people, but they don't say you can't 'seize' their equipment! (smirk)"

Although magic apprentices have an absolute advantage in supernatural powers, for those old hands who have been pioneering the game since the server was first launched, that advantage is nothing. They can rely on their rich combat experience to fill the gap between the two sides!

For a moment, the entire forum was filled with a cheerful atmosphere. Whether it was the "trap flow" or the "recycling flow", all players were eager to try their hand.

They are ready to have a unique "friendly exchange" with Xuebang's magic apprentices in this grand event.

It's time to blow the evil spirits of the cemetery to the academy!

…

The players are ready for "friendly exchanges" with the magic apprentices, but it is obvious that the magic apprentices are not ready to face a group of undead who "do not play by the rules."

Soon after the trial began, the first level of the maze fell into chaos.

A group of magic apprentices who had just entered the maze were waving their wands and chasing closely behind a group of skeleton soldiers.

"Hey! Stop!"

"What's wrong with these skeletons? Why don't they attack us but just run?!"

"Damn... I'm running out of magic power!"

"%￥#@! I... you guys wait for me for a moment!"

Several young magic apprentices held their knees and gasped for breath, looking like they were on the verge of death, as if they might collapse from exhaustion at any time.

The undead that we usually encounter in books and training are all dull and slow-witted. They are useless except for scaring the timid ones when they suddenly appear.

However, these skeletons in front of me are different!

Not only can they move swiftly to avoid deadly fireballs, they also seem to know the weaknesses of the mage, and use their tireless endurance to the fullest, flying kites in the maze!

Relying on precise movement, these skeleton soldiers constantly harassed and pulled the apprentices from a distance, throwing stones to distract them. When the apprentices were exhausted and had insufficient magic power, they would come back from the shadows, howling, and catch the apprentices who were trying to catch their breath and rest by surprise, forcing them to squeeze out the last bit of magic power from their exhausted sea of consciousness.

The effectiveness of this tactic is obvious.

These magic apprentices had an impressive hit rate when they were conscious, but now that they are no longer conscious, the only purpose of their spells is to send themselves on their final journey.

"I...can't do it anymore..."

After barely casting the last spell, a magic apprentice holding a wand suddenly staggered, his face turned pale, and his mouth and eyes became crooked.

He had just time to utter his final "last words" when he fell straight to the ground and fainted.

Seeing their companions fainting from mental exhaustion, the faces of several magic apprentices turned pale. Especially when they saw the undead approaching with a grin, it was like seeing a real ghost, and they fainted several times from fear.

Just as these poor apprentices were being tortured by this group of "rogue" undead and groaning in pain, a brilliant flame suddenly pierced the dim corridor and hit the players who were "sharpening their knives" and approaching the apprentices with a grin.

"boom--!"

With a loud bang, a skeleton player who was chasing a student was hit accurately in the skull and instantly exploded into pieces of bones.

That was just the first one—

Failed eel: "Fuck, I really don't know how to play Skeleton Soldiers!"

The failed dirty eel: "Elite monsters are spawning! Run!"

The first pig in the national server: "MMP! If you have the guts, let me play on the main account——"

Before the remaining three players could react, several fireballs flew over and sent the three guys who were unable to dodge away.

If their real bodies were to come over, the results might be different, but the one standing here is just a skeleton soldier with no level. It is too difficult to challenge a bronze-level magic apprentice based on experience alone.

Especially when attacked by surprise.

"What a powerful fireball technique..."

"It actually hit the vital point with one strike!"

Several young female apprentices who had just been promoted to mages and were being toyed with by the undead were looking at him with surprise and admiration.

Kurs and his two teammates, Kerrich and Luman, formed a triangle and cooperated tacitly to quickly "eliminate" the remaining skeleton soldiers in one go.

As the main output, Kurs demonstrated a level far beyond that of ordinary mages, and each fireball he fired was extremely accurate.

"call……"

After finishing the battle, Kurs let out a long sigh, smoothed his bangs in front of his forehead proudly, turned around and gave the female apprentices a gentle and gentlemanly smile.

"Are you all right?"

He attended His Highness Colin's science class every day. Although he didn't understand what the prince said, he had at least learned his signature smile.

"I, I'm fine..." A female mage blushed and was about to ask his name, but was interrupted by Kurth's monologue.

"Is this your first time participating in the maze trial? Don't be discouraged. I was just as bad as you the first time I participated. Just participate a few more times and you'll be fine."

He cleared his throat, looked at the bewildered mages, and continued to speak in a teaching manner.

"Don't make clearing the maze your goal. Just look for more treasure chests and treat this trial as a brave attempt. The next challenge should be left to the truly strong among us, hahahaha..."

After saying that, he threw down a cool smile, turned around and left in the confused gazes of the girls.

However, he hadn't taken two steps when he suddenly came to his senses.

broken--

He forgot to leave his name!

Thinking about how he had wasted half a day trying to express himself, and the other party didn't even know who he was, Kurs felt so regretful.

However, if he were to go back now, he would feel embarrassed, so he could only bite the bullet and continue to pretend...

Unlike his calm expression, his two teammates did not look relaxed at all.

Kelridge walked to the pile of bone fragments with a serious expression and frowned.

"Do you think these undead are different from the wild ones? They seem... too smart. They actually actively dodge the magic we cast."

If they hadn't temporarily changed the path of the spell, the fireballs they released might have been dodged by the undead.

It would be too embarrassing to tell others that my magic was dodged by a skeleton soldier who had no supernatural powers!

Luman nodded and agreed seriously, "Yeah, I think so too. They act like... real people are acting."

This sounds a bit creepy.

Feeling the gloomy atmosphere around him, the corner of Kurth's mouth twitched and he coughed hard, interrupting their whispered conversation.

"Don't overthink it! Mentor Merck certainly wouldn't place a bunch of undead into the maze to make up the numbers. This is just a test he left for us. What's the big deal?"

After a pause, he continued urgingly.

"Let's go quickly! Don't waste time if you see these undead again! Our goal is the core of the maze. Don't waste time on these minions!"

The championship is his goal!

He wanted to make Ilana realize completely what a foolish choice it was to abandon herself and throw herself into the arms of His Highness Colin!

In the face of this grand goal, the points gained from killing monsters or undead are not worth mentioning to him at all!

…

Meanwhile, on the other side of the maze.

The plans of [Knowledge Explosion], [Good Citizen of Gotham] and [Go to the Pier to Pick Some Seagulls] also began.

Unlike other players who went out hunting for apprentices, they did the opposite. They built a simple stall with a few worn wooden boards and started doing business in the maze!

It has to be said that [Go to the dock to mess with some seagulls] is a genius when it comes to making things happen. While everyone was still debating whether to choose the "trap flow" or the "recycling flow", he alone thought of the most inhumane "profiteer flow".

There was a scribbled plaque hanging next to the stall, with a line of large, crooked characters written on it - "Merck Mentor Franchise: Official Supply Point".

By the way, this event does not mean that you cannot bring any equipment. As long as you pay a transfer fee, you can have the things in the warehouse delivered.

However, few people do this.

After all, it was clearly written in the event announcement that there was a risk of loss if the equipment was dropped in the dungeon. The Demon King only helped them bring the things, but was not responsible for helping them pick up the dropped equipment.

When the event ends, all equipment that has not been delivered to the teleportation point will be lost by default!

Therefore, most people choose to bring some cheap equipment, or even just use the default set provided by the server.

In this way, even if you die unexpectedly during the event, you won’t lose too much. But if the NPC picks up the equipment, it will be too painful!

Soon, three passing magic apprentices were attracted by the outrageous sign they hung on the stall.

They looked at the stall curiously, their expressions as if they were about to pay, but they could not let down their guard against the three talking skeletons in front of them.

"What a bummer! The undead are actually selling things..." an apprentice whispered in confusion, "Is this some new trap?"

"I don't know... I always have a bad feeling."

Seeing that the first batch of customers were about to launch an unsportsmanlike attack, [Go to the dock to mess with the seagulls] suddenly had an idea, cleared his non-existent throat, and spoke nonsense in a serious manner.

"Please don't be nervous, students! We are... uh, the 'hidden merchants' that your instructor Merck has specially placed in the maze to make this trial more interesting!"

Knowledge Explosion quickly recovered and continued, "Yes, yes! You're lucky to have met us! Killing us will not only do you no good, but will also deduct all the points you've already earned! This is... the hidden mechanism of this maze!"

Although the sounds they made were just the crunching sounds of bones rubbing against each other, with the help of a translation crystal ball, these sounds were clearly converted into the common language of the empire.

[Good Citizen of Gotham] looked at the two of them suspiciously, wondering how anyone could believe such a story full of loopholes.

However, just as he thought of this, he saw that the three magic apprentices actually pressed down the wands they were holding tightly in their hands!

What the hell?

[Good Citizens of Gotham] stared at the three magic apprentices in amazement, watching the suspicion on their faces disappear and turn into realization and surprise.

Very good--

It’s Mr. Merck!

Now I have to believe it!

Those clear and transparent eyes are like those of inexperienced college students on Earth. They believe whatever others dare to say.

"So that's how it is..."

"That's what I thought! There's no such thing as an undead who can sell things!"

"Haha, we're saved! We were just worried about running out of supplies!"

Seeing the three guys suddenly celebrating, Brother Haiou and Brother Xuebao were also a little confused. Fortunately, they were skeletons and didn't have dense facial muscles to manage.

If they had known that these magic apprentices were so easy to fool, why would they have bothered to purchase goods from the Nightmare Land? Why not just cheat them directly?

But things have come to this point, and I feel a little sorry for the script I worked so hard on.

The three skeleton soldiers were very enthusiastic and immediately began to sell their carefully crafted "goods" to these "lucky ones".

[Go to the dock to play some seagulls] He first picked up a bottle of strangely colored red potion and boasted about its efficacy.

"Look at this! A powerful life potion! Made with the sap of a thousand-year-old life tree, one sip will instantly restore all your strength! It's on sale right now... only thirty silver coins!"

The magic apprentice who was looking at the potion with great interest suddenly widened his eyes after hearing the price.

"Thirty?!"

Go to the dock to pick up some seagulls: "Uh, this shop does not accept bargaining, unless -"

“This is too cheap!!!”

Go to the dock to pick up some seagulls: "......?"

"Take it!"

The apprentice bought it without hesitation, not knowing that it actually contained "Good Dream Half Day Tour" filled with sleep-inducing black tea.

Then, Brother Seagull took out a "Master-level Lock-picking Scroll", claiming that it could melt all metal barriers blocking the treasure chest.

In fact, he didn't lie, but the real function of this thing was to melt the lock cylinder and key together.

The apprentice standing in front of him took out the money decisively and bought it happily.

Finally, [Knowledge Explosion] sold a "second-floor entrance map" with ghostly symbols painted on it to the third apprentice, but the map actually pointed to a cursed trap.

No one expected that this only "product" they made by themselves would be the best-selling one - it was sold at a sky-high price of a gold coin!

For ordinary people in the continent of Os, this is a huge sum of money!

The three apprentices left feeling very satisfied, feeling like they had gotten a great deal. Such a useful item was available in the maze for less than three times the price outside.

Mr. Merck is so fair!

Looking at the bulging purse, the silent "Good Citizen of Gotham" was convinced and gave a bony thumbs up to "Go to the dock to catch some seagulls."

"You are this!"

This time he didn't give the middle finger.

[Go to the dock to pick up some seagulls] He smiled slightly and waved his hand calmly.

"Basic operation, no 6."

Looking at this funny guy, [Knowledge Explosion] sighed.

"Hey, profiteer!"

So bad!

That’s so bad!

…

Just when Brother Seagull's convenience store business was becoming more and more prosperous, Yi Ye Zhi Qiu and others who were far away at the other end of the maze chose a different tactic.

The Tauren Warrior and the Pig-headed Knight had just worked together to move a treasure chest they had found in a remote corner to their carefully selected ambush point - a route that was close to the "evacuation teleportation point".

Touching his non-existent nose bridge, Yiye Zhiqiu began to explain the core of his "wait and see" plan to his teammates.

"...According to the mission, all loot obtained during the activity must be brought to the teleportation point for redemption. Given our limited load capacity, actively hunting apprentices far from the teleportation point is quite inefficient. Therefore, our optimal strategy isn't to seek out prey, but to let the prey actively seek us out, carrying their gains and loot from the maze!"

"Just waiting is so boring," the impatient Pig-Headed Knight excitedly suggested, waving his fist. "Let's dig a few more traps around here!"

"Don't add unnecessary details," Hu Wan said, leaning against the wall, "What if we scare people away?"

"No, that's actually a good idea."

Unlike usual, Yi Ye Zhi Qiu unexpectedly agreed with the Pig-Headed Knight's idea this time, calmly analyzing it. "According to common sense among adventurers, the more numerous and complex the traps, the more valuable the treasure behind them... Magic apprentices are smarter than them, so of course they'll think of this as well. We can exploit this mentality and make them even more convinced that there's treasure hidden behind the traps, and even make them take the bait!"

"What do you think? I can come up with some good ideas occasionally, right?" The pig-headed man said proudly to Hu Wan.

Convinced, Hu Wan shrugged.

"I'll listen to Brother Yiye."

The Minotaur warrior clenched his fists and spoke with great enthusiasm.

"Then let's do it this way!"

Under Yiye Zhiqiu's command, the three players immediately took action.

They had a clear division of labor, setting up one interlocking trap after another around the treasure chest. There were simple tripwires, magical alarms that emitted piercing noises when triggered, and improvements to existing traps made from local materials.

For example, in order to add a "surprise" to the magic apprentices, the Pig-Headed Knight lured a few acid slimes wandering nearby with a wicked smile and drove them into the pit of the pit trap.

"Saint Sith—bah! Lord Demon, it would be nice if a few lost female elves came later! My requirements are not high, I'll be satisfied with a B or above."

Hu Wan: "Hey, you're talking about levels, right?"

Tauren Warrior: "By the way, does the school have any elven apprentices?"

Pig-Headed Knight: "Of course there are! Dwarven ones have them, isn't it written in the setting book? They're just a little rare."

A single leaf tells the autumn: "..."

After completing all the arrangements, the four skeletons quickly hid in the surrounding shadows, like patient hunters, quietly waiting for the arrival of their prey.

Not long after, the sound of footsteps and conversations came from afar, and the first group of "unlucky guys" appeared in their sight.

The people who came were none other than the high-spirited Coors team.

After defeating several waves of monsters in succession, their confidence increased greatly, and the vigilance they had originally felt due to the strange behavior of the undead in the maze disappeared.

At that moment, Kerridge accidentally stepped on a tripwire that seemed to have merged with the ground. Almost immediately, a massive net descended from the sky, heading straight for his head!

“Pah—”

"Be careful!" Luman was quick-eyed and quick-handed, and he accurately cut the rope with a wind blade, allowing Kelrich to dodge it narrowly.

"Damn...that was a close call."

Looking at the blade tied to the net bag, Kerridge patted his chest with lingering fear, swallowed his saliva and said, "There are quite a lot of traps here. Why don't we avoid them?"

However, he was interrupted as soon as he finished speaking.

"Bypass? On the contrary, encountering a trap proves we're on the right track!"

A smile curled the corners of Coors's mouth, his voice filled with undeniable confidence. He looked at his two teammates, who were looking at him, and slowly continued his meticulous analysis.

"What kind of places need traps? If you were Instructor Merck, would you place traps in insignificant corners? If I were him, I would definitely focus the traps on things worth guarding—for example, the entrance to the second floor of the maze!"

"My hunch tells me we're not far from it!"

Kelich and Luman looked at each other with surprised expressions on their faces.

like……

That makes some sense!

The surprised expression gradually turned into excitement, and Kerridge no longer mentioned the detour.

The three of them advanced cautiously, and with their strength and knowledge slightly better than that of ordinary mages, they overcame many obstacles and solved many traps along the way.

For example, a magic rune attached to the wall would trigger a paralyzing effect if someone approached, but Kurs easily detonated it with a small stone.

Then came the pressure trap disguised as a gold coin, which he skirted without even looking, easily avoiding the triggered magic scroll hidden in the ceiling.

The third one was a mushroom that could release hallucinogenic spores. He simply waved his wand, and a flaming snake gushed out from the tip of the wand, sweeping away the fungi attached to the wall.

After successfully dismantling three traps, Coors's confidence soared that he even began to think that the "tests" designed by his mentor Merck were nothing special.

Finally, they arrived at the end of the trap area, and the treasure chest that was casually placed in the middle of the road was already within reach.

Unexpectedly, it was a treasure chest. Kurs was slightly stunned, but after a pause, he looked at his teammates beside him proudly.

"See... you see? As long as you have enough wisdom and strength, there is no test you can't pass!"

After a pause he continued.

"As I said, there are so many traps here, there must be a treasure chest behind it!"

Luman: "..."

Kerridge: “……?”

Is that what this guy said?

never mind……

It doesn't matter anyway.

Even if there's no entrance to the second level of the maze, it's still nice to get a magic item. The rewards in the maze trial are always good, especially since this treasure chest is golden!

While boasting proudly, Kurth took a step forward with his right foot, but at the moment his shoe touched the ground, he happened to step on a movable stone slab.

The stone slab made a crisp sound, which instantly made the three people's nerves tense.

However, before they could react, the floor of the entire corridor seemed to turn over and swallowed them whole into endless darkness.

Obviously—

This trap was designed by Mr. Merck himself.

"What's going on—"

"ah--!"

"Damn it! It's a pit trap—"

Amidst screams of horror, the three people who were caught off guard fell down like dumplings and landed heavily on a soft and sticky "cushion".

They were just about to say that Mentor Merck still had some conscience for not letting them fall unconscious, when they saw clusters of pale green light staring at them.

Those are dozens of acid slimes!

For some reason, they were ambushed in the pit trap and were now enthusiastically "welcoming" these "foods" that fell from the sky.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!”

The shrill screams resounded throughout the passage again.

As the three men watched in horror, the mage robes they had worn for many years were rapidly dissolving under the corrosion of the acid!

Soon, not only their clothes, but also their wooden wands turned into a puddle of slime, which was completely eaten by the acid slime...

The disheveled Kurs no longer cared about the dignity of a strong man. He frantically took out the rune for help from his arms and crushed it with all his strength before being completely submerged by the slime.

A beam of white light flowed out from the gap between his fingers and shot straight towards the ceiling.

Soon, two assistant coaches on patrol arrived after hearing the news. With strange expressions on their faces, they rescued the three unlucky guys, who were covered in slime and half-naked, from the pit.

"Strange," one of the male assistants muttered to himself in confusion as he looked at the slime wriggling at the bottom of the pit. "How could the acid slime be in the pit trap?"

He clearly remembered that the pit trap here was empty, and the worst-case scenario was that the apprentice who stepped on it would only break a bone.

That’s right—

How did that treasure chest get here?

He was a little confused.

The female teaching assistant from the Holy Energy School glanced at the middle-aged male teaching assistant from the Source Law School next to her and asked, "Did you put it there?"

The middle-aged man smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"How is that possible... Every trap in the maze was designed by Instructor Merck himself. We were just involved in the construction."

But then again, Professor Merck really has a bad taste.

A pit trap itself is enough to make a magic apprentice who can't levitate lose his combat effectiveness. Is there any point in adding a group of acid slimes in it?

Listening to the assistants' irrelevant chatter, Coors, who was shivering in a blanket, was so ashamed and angry that he wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

He had wanted to win the championship in this trial and become famous, but he didn't expect to be defeated so shamefully on the first level of the maze.

"Okay guys, don't be discouraged yet. I'm going to get you out of here... Well, you'd better prepare a change of clothes. It's quite cold outside."

Looking at the three young men wrapped in blankets, the female teaching assistant took out her wand and tapped lightly on the wall of the maze, trying to summon them out of the magic circle.

All patrol assistants have control over the core of the maze and can take away unqualified magic apprentices when necessary.

However, something unexpected happened to her, and she did not appear on the wall after escaping the magic circle.

She was slightly stunned and frowned.

"What are you doing..."

"Could it be that this area isn't connected to the core of the maze?" The middle-aged teaching assistant touched his chin, thought for a moment, and then looked at Coors and the others. "The teleportation array here can't be activated. I'll have to trouble you to follow us for a while."

Kurth nodded shakily.

He was completely desperate and just wanted to leave here as soon as possible to end this nightmare. He didn't want anything else...

After watching these magicians leave, four skeletons in the shadows not far away also let out a faint "sigh".

Pig-headed Knight: "MMP! Where's my female elf? Why are there three grown men here?!"

Not only did he not get to feast his eyes, but his eyes were also burned!

Minotaur Warrior: "This is a mistake. They will call for reinforcements."

Hu Wan was speechless and said, "We didn't catch the guy, and we can't recover the equipment... Who was that idiot who stuffed the acid slime in there just now?"

The Minotaur warrior said in an annoyed voice, "I told you not to add this thing. It's totally superfluous!"

The pig-headed knight coughed awkwardly.

"Alright, alright, stop arguing and think of another way..."

Yiye Zhiqiu thought for a moment and then spoke, interrupting his teammates' quarrel.

"I just checked. Although we didn't capture those apprentices, we did make them lose the ability to continue fighting. The system still awarded us the event reward points."

Looking at the three teammates whose soul fires in their skulls gradually brightened, he paused and continued.

"This incident has given us a new idea—not just incapacitating the apprentices, but forcing them to call for support and withdraw from the trial is also a way to win. I have an idea. We can find a way to proactively activate the distress runes on their bodies."

The soul fire in the Minotaur warrior's skull suddenly flashed, and he spoke excitedly.

"That's a good idea!"

"But...how do we activate the distress runes on their bodies?" Hu Wan frowned and said in a low voice.

Yiyezhiqiu smiled slightly.

"I've heard of something called a 'Revitalization Circle,' which can activate magic scrolls or magical devices within an area. Although the character I'm currently controlling can't actively cast magic, setting up a simple magic circle is still possible... It's easy for me. I just need to borrow some items from the monsters."

Hu Wan and the others were slightly stunned, and soon a smirk appeared on their faces.

"Fuck!"

“666!”

"It has to be you!"

Looking at his three teammates who were full of admiration, Yiye Zhiqiu coughed lightly and spoke in a tactful tone.

"I'm just helping them...get out of this troubled place."

(End of this chapter)