Chapter 55: Dwarf Hut (Part 2)
"Everyone should recognize me, thanks to my old friend..."
Ji Ling placed his top hat on the edge of the table, folded his fingers and supported his chin.
"Then let me introduce to you how to play this dungeon..."
Everyone turned their eyes to Feng Zhibei, with deep suspicion in their eyes.
Feng Zhibei, who was in the center of the gaze, was not in a hurry. He took out a rubber band from his pocket, gathered his long red hair behind his head, and looked up at Ji Ling.
"I have a question...Have all the players participating in the dungeon arrived?"
Ji Ling's fingers twitched twice, and after a moment of silence, he suddenly smiled.
"Of course I'll only come when everyone's here. There really aren't many players this time..."
He placed his hands on the table, stood up, and glanced at the players. "But don't worry, our dungeon this time isn't very dangerous..."
"Don't be afraid, it's just a game."
The boy who had been timid before hesitated and shrank back.
Considering the previous experience in that small space, everyone obviously didn't believe these words.
"...Enough of the nonsense. Everyone's time is valuable. Let me explain the rules of this dungeon."
Ji Ling picked up his top hat again, stood up, took out an apple from it, and took a bite amid everyone's puzzled gazes.
“In the Dwarf Cottage lives a group of carefree dwarfs. They have different professions, but they share a common goal: to protect their princess.”
As soon as he finished speaking, a wooden coffin without a lid appeared out of thin air on the long table, pushing the cutlery under the table with a sharp cracking sound.
A plant fragrance wafted from it.
Some players couldn't help but scream when they saw the face of the person in the coffin.
Yan Chuxue's face was pale, her hands were clasped together on her chest, and her eyes were closed tightly.
His body was covered with clusters of red roses.
Feng Zhibei's pupils shrank, and he subconsciously reached out to touch it.
"Don't be impatient, the game hasn't started yet."
Ji Ling glanced at him lightly.
In an instant, a strange feeling of heat came from Feng Zhibei's arms and neck. He bit his lower lip and glared at Ji Ling.
"Her Royal Highness the Dwarf Princess has been cursed into an eternal sleep. Only a true prince can awaken her."
Ji Ling threw the apple into the sky, and only half of the apple disappeared into the air.
He put his hat back on and bowed to everyone.
"Game completion conditions: Find the witch hiding among you and awaken the princess. The witch will have one curse quota per day. If the princess fails to awaken at the end of the game, the witch wins, and both the player and the princess will be recycled."
After saying this, his figure gradually became transparent and slowly disappeared.
A huge translucent subtitle appeared in the air and scrolled slowly.
【Welcome to the game copy: Dwarf Hut
Dungeon level: Four stars (???#
Plot summary: You are a dwarf living in a small cottage with your companions. Your only princess was recently cursed by a witch and has fallen into a long sleep. Only a true prince can awaken her. In your quest to undo the princess's curse, you encounter some strange things...
Game mission: Find the witch hiding among you and wake up the princess]
After Feng Zhibei wrote down the information he was concerned about in the subtitles, he reached out and carefully touched Yan Chuxue's cheek, regardless of other people's looks.
As cold as ever, I couldn't tell whether he was dead or alive, and he wasn't breathing.
He lowered his eyes and looked up at the window on the side of the cabin.
There is a forest outside the window and the sun is rising from the horizon.
Inside the house, the atmosphere among the players was very tense.
Most players were already rejecting Feng Zhibei and Yan Chuxue, and coupled with Ji Ling's unusual description, almost everyone stood on Jin Yu's side.
Tang Shui hesitated for a few moments, and finally approached the president of his guild, lowered his head and said nothing.
Jin Yu wore a half-smile on his face. He glanced at Yan Chuxue lying in the coffin and said slowly, "How did my old friend get into this dungeon? And... in this way? Could he be cheating?"
When he said the last sentence, his gaze had already shifted from Yan Chuxue to Feng Zhibei.
"Do you have any idea?"
The blond man shook his hand. "Of course, I'm not slandering him. After all, my old friend is indeed quite powerful. Logically, he shouldn't be able to enter this dungeon..."
Feng Zhibei interrupted him, "Well, after all, you're a dwarf less than 1.8 meters tall. I understand why an adult man might be sensitive to height—"
He deliberately dragged out the tone and looked the other person up and down.
There are only five male players entering this dungeon, three of whom look like teenagers in their puberty, Feng Zhibei who is originally short, and Jin Yu who looks tall but also meets the requirements to enter the dungeon.
Jinyu never expected him to answer like that, and his eye twitched.
"You've also entered the dungeon, haven't you? We're just as bad as each other!"
Feng Zhibei glanced at him sideways and said, "You should know better than me why I'm so short."
In a word, the atmosphere among the players became even more tense and awkward.
The players standing next to Jin Yu looked at each other, unable to figure out the relationship between Feng Zhibei and Jin Yu for a moment, with some confusion in their eyes.
Jin Yu's face turned pale and he avoided the topic. "Stop talking nonsense. Let's all go find some useful clues now."
Feng Zhibei nodded slightly, crossed her arms, and a mocking expression appeared on her pretty face. "If you don't say too much, we will waste a lot of time."
Jin Yu glared at him fiercely, flicked his sleeves, and left the table alone.
Feng Zhibei secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Alliances in this situation are very fragile and can be easily broken.
Any random remark he made could easily arouse their suspicion.
But...Jin Yu's performance is also somewhat intriguing.
I didn't expect this person to have this kind of personality?
Feng Zhibei put these aside for the moment and observed the surrounding environment.
The entire interior of the house was decorated in a very stereotypical forest cabin style. The wood was a little damp, and there were even a few gray mushrooms growing in the cracks.
This cabin has two floors. At the deepest part of the house, a narrow and old staircase leads to the upper level.
The long wooden table was placed in the middle of the cabin and has now become Yan Chuxue's exclusive coffin table.
Feng Zhibei checked Yan Chuxue's breath again, and only withdrew his arm after confirming that she was not breathing.
Min Zhichun is not here, Yan Chuxue is in a state of lying dead, and the only one she can rely on is herself.
He took a deep breath.
The worst thing was that he had just checked his identity in this copy.
[This copy's identity: Witch
Please play the role of the dwarf as well as possible, do not let anyone know your true identity, and prevent the dwarf from waking up the princess.
Special Mission: Deducing the #% hidden plot and successfully explaining it.
Current task to be completed: Randomly select a dwarf to cast a curse. The curse effect is random but will not be fatal to the dwarf.
Total exploration: 0.2%]
Feng Zhibei frowned as he looked at the garbled percentages of the special mission.
Ji Ling clearly didn't want him to survive this copy.
His health and spirit values also changed dramatically, with his health value remaining at 96 and his spirit value at 29.
But at present, the low spirit value does not have a big impact on him. As long as it is not reset to zero, it can be temporarily ignored.
Feng Zhibei took a deep breath.
Randomly select a dwarf to curse...
He looked around and saw that the players had different expressions. Except for Tang Shui who was daydreaming and had no idea what he was thinking, the others were all searching for clues.
Except for Jin Yu and Tang Shui, other players are strangers to him, and it is difficult to decide who he should impose this curse on.
After weighing the pros and cons, Feng Zhibei finally decided to look for some other clues first.
He, Yan Chuxue, and other players formed a contradictory closed loop.
If a witch wants to win, she must prevent Yan Chuxue, the princess, from waking up and curse the other players.
But if Yan Chuxue cannot wake up at the end of the game, she will be recycled.
In the backstage, Ji Ling was sitting in charge, staring at the screen in front of him.
Beside him were several trembling non-human creatures, also looking at the images on the screen, not daring to breathe.
Ji Ling took off his top hat and took out a small chip from it.
If Feng Zhibei and Yan Chuxue were present, they would find that this chip was exactly the same as the ones they had obtained before.
He chuckled softly, pinched the chip between his fingertips, and blew gently.
The chip melted into a light blue viscous liquid in his hand, slowly spreading along his fingers to cover his entire palm, and finally dripping onto the floor.
"Are all the things I mentioned completed?"
Ji Ling looked back at the non-human creature behind him.
"D-Done! I did everything you ordered!"
One of them said quickly.
Ji Ling nodded slightly and returned his gaze to the screen.
Inside the cabin, some players had a dispute.
"Sacrificing one person means everyone else can survive. Isn't that a good deal?"
A young man with a shaved head was a little impatient and argued with the player next to him.
Feng Zhibei was exploring the coffin where Yan Chuxue was, while watching their quarrel with great interest.
"How could a witch run out and self-destruct? If you were a witch, would you?"
Jin Yu glanced at the boy and suddenly smiled.
"Oh my god... a minor with hundreds of lives on his hands."
The boy's face turned pale.
Jin Yu smiled, "Don't be nervous, I just saw a part of you..."
"I treat all players equally, not just you. In my eyes, no one has any privacy."
After he said this, all the players over there fell silent, their eyes filled with fear and nervousness. Only Tang Shui, who knew the president inside and out, did not react.
Feng Zhibei curled his lips and lowered his eyes to observe the roses in the coffin.
The flowers are very fresh, as if they had just been picked, exuding a unique botanical fragrance of roses, and there are even dewdrops on the petals.
But the dewdrops are light blue.
He stretched out his fingers and carefully touched the rose.
A prompt tone suddenly rang in my ear.
[Health -2, Current Health 94]
“……?”
Feng Zhibei suddenly withdrew his hand.
A light blue mark appeared on the finger, as if it had always existed, blending perfectly with the texture of the skin.
While he was studying the pattern of health reduction, the players arguing next to him also came to a conclusion.
"Vote. Every night, choose one person and submit it to Ji Ling. If it's not a witch, try again."
Jin Yu straightened his blond hair and said to the crowd, "There's no time limit for this instance. This means if we don't find the real witch, there are two possible outcomes."
He counted on his fingers, "One, everyone was cursed by the witch; two, they were exhausted to death in the dungeon."
"It's a bit late today, how about we start tomorrow?"
The young man with the crew cut took over.
Ever since his identity was revealed, he stopped moving and just followed others quietly.
Feng Zhibei pondered.
To be able to enter a four-star dungeon, the requirements for players are definitely more than just the ridiculous requirement of being less than 1.8 meters tall.
We must not let our guard down.
A middle-aged woman suddenly exclaimed.
"This... the sun was just rising, how come it's suddenly getting dark?"
Outside the window, the unique cold color of dusk covered the entire forest, making it look particularly gloomy and ominous.
A few crows flew from afar, stood on the branches, and stared at the sky which was gradually turning dark with their red eyes.
It's like... waiting for the moon to rise.
As soon as this thought came to his mind, Feng Zhibei was suddenly startled.
Ever since he vaguely realized how to use his true attributes, he has been particularly concerned about this sudden thought.
The moon rises, the moon rises...
But there is no moon in the wilderness.
Everyone was anxious, and when there was no light outside the window, a warning sound rang in their ears at the same time.
[Ding! It has been detected that it is night time in this instance. Please find shelter on your own.
When night falls, the dungeon will undergo uncontrollable changes. Please be prepared to face the darkness.
Along with the system prompt sound, there was also a knock on the door.
“Boom.”
“Boom.”
“Boom.”
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