Chapter 66: Dwarf Hut (Thirteen)
All players know that the dark night in the wilderness is extremely terrifying, with mutations, blood, flesh, and screams everywhere, and one can die here if they are not careful.
Animals seek benefits and avoid harm, and humans, as higher animals, understand this principle even more. Therefore, when night falls, most players choose to sleep in the shelter.
But tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.
Players don’t know the specific content of the Easter egg copy, but this does not affect their interest.
After all, wealth and honor are sought in danger, and the more dangerous the place, the more opportunities there are.
"Brother, why do we have to go out at night..."
On the dim street, the girl huddled together and asked her brother.
"It's dark now. Why don't we just stay inside? Why do we have to go outside? I don't like being outside..."
The young man beside her sighed deeply, raised his sword, and repelled the alien monster that was ready to move around him.
If it weren't for that prophecy, perhaps only high-star players would participate in this hunt tonight.
"The wilderness is about to change. This might be the last instance where a resurrection card can drop. As long as I have a resurrection card, I can..."
The young man murmured.
The girl next to him didn't hear clearly and frowned, "Brother, what are you talking about?"
She raised her half-rotten arm and put it around the other person's waist.
The street lights flickered a few times, illuminating the girl's face which was half skin and half bone.
Her empty eye sockets were looking in the direction of the young man.
"Brother, let's go home. It's dirty outside..."
It is not uncommon for deceased relatives to appear beside you at night in the wilderness.
Players with their families can be seen everywhere on the streets, but it is hard to say whether these people are human or ghosts.
On Garden Street, the fog was still thick.
This place is different from other areas. It is still as quiet as usual, with only occasional figures flashing by.
At the end of the street, a light suddenly lit up inside the half-burned villa.
The warm light illuminated a small area.
At the same time, a few lines of words suddenly flashed in the dark night sky.
[Are you sure everyone is logged into the dungeon - Dwarf Little ξο#^■**\\]
The players were confused and looked at the garbled characters that kept changing in the sky.
[Everyone will soon be logged into the Dwarf Hut dungeon. Please enjoy the dungeon and explore the plot!]
With the rustling sound of electricity, all the players' eyes went dark and their consciousness sank into the dungeon.
[Ding! Welcome to the Easter Egg Dungeon - Dwarf Hut!]
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Feng Zhibei coughed twice and spat out a mouthful of water.
With a gloomy face, he slowly climbed out of the water. His patterned arm was accidentally scratched by the stones on the shore, leaving a bloody mark.
"It's really... so annoying."
Feng Zhibei struggled to stand up, and the wound was throbbing with pain.
He was now standing by an underground river, his whole body wet, and he struggled to take off his coat, which had become too heavy after absorbing water, with one hand.
After his skin was scratched, Ji Ling somehow gathered strength and started fighting with him.
During the fight, it was difficult to tell who pushed whom into the water. In any case, the final result was that both of them fell into the river engulfed in flames.
Feng Zhibei cursed Ji Ling a thousand times in his heart, and only after he felt a little better did he look up and observe the surrounding environment.
“…What the hell is this place?”
He frowned and looked at the crystal pillar above his head.
This space is very large, surrounded by various rugged boulders. Further up, several huge glowing crystals on the top illuminate the sky with various colors.
It doesn't look like something that should exist in reality.
Feng Zhibei took a few steps back, away from the dark river, and called up the game panel to check.
Now he is still in the Dwarf Hut dungeon, and the plot is exactly the same as when he left, with no changes.
His hand deftly clicked on the panel, sliding down continuously, and suddenly paused when his gaze shifted to somewhere.
"……Um?"
In the corner of the panel, the word "Live" flashed.
The live broadcast was actually turned on.
His nerves tensed for a moment.
When did the live broadcast start? And how much did those viewers see?
Feng Zhibei frowned, thought for a moment, and then opened the barrage.
The number of online viewers reached an astonishing number, and the number of barrages was also different from before, refreshing at an extremely fast speed.
[Wow, where is this, the recycling bin?]
[I haven't seen what a real recycling bin looks like yet. Let me see.]
This river feels clean and sanitary...
[Is the anchor dead? It’s too dark in here, I can’t see anything clearly]
[If he were dead, he wouldn't be standing by...]
Feng Zhibei said in a deep voice: "Don't keep hoping for my death, okay? I'm living well."
The barrage started to appear for no apparent reason, hahaha.
Feng Zhibei struggled to find useful information among the barrage of comments.
[The signal here is so bad, are all recycle bins like this?]
[Yeah, what happened to the disconnection? ]
[The connection has been disconnected frequently recently. This is a terrible network. Programmers have died in droves. I think Wilderness is finally going to go bankrupt.]
[Anchor, please say something]
Feng Zhibei lowered his eyes to look at the barrage and breathed a sigh of relief.
It seems that these viewers did not see the scene of him and Ji Ling fighting each other.
...Then he can talk nonsense as he pleases.
He cleared his throat and said, "The host was thrown into the water. I don't know what the situation is now... Should we just take a walk?"
He shifted his gaze upwards. "Is this what the recycling bin looks like? That doesn't seem right. How can someone kill someone live?"
[How could there not be one? Wasn't the Master dismembered during a live broadcast?]
Seeing this, Feng Zhibei's eyes darkened.
There is still this account that has not been settled.
He draped his wet coat over his arm, twisted his long hair, and let it casually fall behind him.
"Anyway, I'm still alive. I can't be trapped here forever."
The crystal above is constantly changing colors. If you only look at the upper half, it is indeed a dreamy space.
But it’s different here in the dark river.
Feng Zhibei moved a few steps to the side, away from the underground river.
With a few gurgling sounds, a few splashes suddenly appeared on the water surface.
Several white heads emerged from the bottom of the water, their empty eye sockets facing Feng Zhibei.
“…”
Feng Zhibei took a few cautious steps forward, and the thing in the water also swam forward.
Suddenly, he felt something wet and cold touching his ankle.
He lowered his head.
——Several white silk threads were wrapped around his ankles, and the heads were twisting, as if trying to drill into his skin.
Exactly the same as the forest maggots encountered before.
Feng Zhibei's face suddenly turned pale. He took out a fruit knife but couldn't find where to start.
They were too close, and the white squirming made people dizzy.
"Depend on."
He opened his eyes wide, and felt an exceptionally thick silk thread crawling up his pants, giving his thigh a creepy feeling.
Feng Zhibei used his other unattacked foot to stomp hard on the squirming pile of things.
Just as he was about to step forward, he suddenly stopped.
"Follow us... follow us..."
The extra thick silk thread was placed against his knee, caressing it gently.
Feng Zhibei narrowed his eyes.
The sound came directly from his brain.
"Who are you and why should I go with you?"
He responded in his mind.
The voice was silent for a long time, so long that Feng Zhibei thought the voice he had just heard was just an illusion, and then it sounded again.
"Follow us, we will take you to find the real princess..."
Feng Zhibei put down his feet and looked at the things with their heads sticking out of the river.
Spots and marks gradually appeared on their pale and swollen bodies.
At the bottom of the river, a few silk threads are faintly visible.
...Are they talking?
As if responding to him, they all raised their heads, and a voice also rang out in Feng Zhibei's mind.
"Follow us... follow us..."
Feng Zhibei touched the silk thread on his knee, and instantly, a scream came into his mind.
"No! Don't take it off!!"
Damn it.
Feng Zhibei trembled all over because of the noise and quickly let go of the silk thread in his hand.
Now it can be confirmed that this group of things communicate with him through this line.
"Where should I follow you?"
He asked in his mind.
"Follow us...from the water to the deepest part..."
"……What did you say?"
Feng Zhibei looked at the bottomless dark river, and his already pale face became even worse.
It's hard to tell whether these things are trying to help him or harm him.
"Are you sure you want to go down here?"
The voice in my head rang out: "Sure... follow me, from here we can reach the center..."
Feng Zhibei was silent and asked the question that concerned him most.
"What is your purpose in helping me?"
The sound paused for a few seconds, and then a strange sigh was heard.
"We have been trapped here for many, many years..."
The thing in the water raised its head, as if looking up at the crystal above.
"...but it's a long story. I'll talk to you guys slowly after everything is settled..."
Feng Zhibei keenly sensed the deep meaning behind its words.
It uses "you" instead of "you".
He thought for a few seconds and agreed: "Okay, take me there."
As soon as he finished speaking, the underground river suddenly surged, and several white lines that were much thicker than human thighs rose into the air and swept Feng Zhibei into the underground river.
With a plop, those strange things and Feng Zhibei disappeared together.
【? ? Why did you go down again?】
【What was he doing standing there like an idiot just now? 】
From the audience's perspective, they could only see Feng Zhibei's feet being entangled by the silk threads and he was stuck for a long time before he was thrown into the river.
Suddenly, a crackling sound was heard on the screen, and then the live broadcast page suddenly went out.
The audience was stunned, and then began to post comments crazily.
[…Oh my god, why is the connection disconnected again? What the hell is going on?]
[No, this disconnection is a bit too frequent, isn't it? ? ]
[Wait, you guys go out and take a look, something seems to have happened in this dungeon...]
The last barrage of comments flashed across the dark screen, and everyone's attention was drawn to this sentence.
In the wilderness live broadcast server, the live broadcast rooms of all surviving players lit up.
A prompt window pops up on the player's game panel.
[The final dungeon of this season has been opened. Please work hard to clear it and start the next season!]
[The final dungeon of this time - Dwarf Hut]
Jin Yu, who was defending against the attack outside the door, was stunned.
This season started from the time they were demoted into the game, and even he had never heard of changing seasons.
"...Try harder. You are the one among us who has the greatest hope of changing the outcome."
He turned around and looked at Yan Chuxue lying on the coffin, muttering.
In a dark environment, players are placed in various areas of the dungeon.
Screams were heard from time to time.
It was night in the dungeon, and strange NPCs were lurking everywhere, waiting for an opportunity to attack the players.
It's a mess.
"No, what's going on?"
Inside the cabin, a player couldn't help but ask.
They had just resisted a wave of attacks from mutant NPCs, and were exhausted and collapsed on the ground.
Jin Yu's eyes still hurt a little, but he still stubbornly opened his eyes, and golden liquid flowed from his eyes.
"...The future is developing in a direction I haven't foreseen. Perhaps, we will soon return to the world we once knew."
Hearing this, all the players were stunned.
Return to...the old world?
Real world?
After surviving in the game for so long, returning to real life is already a luxury.
But now someone tells them that there is still a chance and they can go back.
A feeling of despair yet hopefulness permeated the crowd.
The man who lost his legs sobbed, "I... I have an old mother at home, and I haven't had time to support her yet..."
Jin Yu looked at the players and a strange feeling arose.
He is not human and does not belong to their camp, but after years of getting along with them, he can unexpectedly empathize with them.
Just like him now, he also has an urge to burst into tears.
He covered his overused eyes and said solemnly, "This is the last moonless night. Cheer up!"
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