Chapter 69 Dwarf Hut (16)
When all the players saw the moon rising in the sky, there were only two words in their minds.
——Damn it.
It's like a ghost. I haven't seen the moon for so many years, and suddenly one day, the disappeared moon not only came back, but also illuminated all the alienated NPCs.
The players who were originally fighting with the NPCs suddenly lost their combat targets and looked around in confusion.
“What the hell is going on…?
The players in the cabin couldn't help but go out and look up.
The absurdly large moon hung quietly in the sky, so perfectly placed that it seemed as if it had always been there and had never disappeared.
"Did it succeed...?"
Jin Yu looked at the full moon, and a light golden liquid flowed from his painful eyes.
Ever since he overused his attributes, whatever liquid came out of his eyes was pale gold.
A few crows with sleek feathers jumped out from somewhere and flew lightly onto the branches.
They stared at the moon in the dark night with their ruby eyes and opened their beaks to call out a few times.
“Quack—”
"When crows caw at midnight, it signifies good fortune and happiness..."
In the crowd, a middle-aged man dressed as a charlatan was stroking his beard, looking thoughtful.
Under the oak tree, Feng Zhibei heard the sound of birds coming from afar and squinted his eyes to look in the direction of the sound.
It's a small house.
He just lifted his foot and touched his ear as if he remembered something.
The earrings that pierced the auricle had been torn off, leaving only a few small, slightly swollen holes in their original place.
"No, I'm already dead, why should I go there by myself?"
Feng Zhibei closed his eyes and imagined the appearance and location of the cabin.
The wind whistled past his ears, and when he opened his eyes again, he was already in a bedroom on the second floor of the cabin.
"...Right, that's a bit of a cheat."
Feng Zhibei curled her eyes, looking very satisfied with this.
The "hack" Yan Chuxue left for him actually didn't take into account the possibility of him being pulled into the game.
The original setting was that it could only be triggered when he was on the verge of death, so that he could escape when in danger without affecting his normal human life.
In the human world, it might just reduce fatal damage, but this is the wilderness, the game world, and anything is possible.
"...More teleports isn't too much, right?"
Feng Zhibei muttered as he opened the door and walked down the stairs.
The room was quiet. Except for Yan Chuxue who was lying in the coffin, all the other players had gone out to watch the super moon.
The moonlight shone through the window onto Yan Chuxue's face, even the finest hairs were clearly visible.
Feng Zhibei slowly approached the coffin, gently touched Yan Chuxue's hand, and frowned.
The chip has been implanted, and all that remains is a matter of time and aftermath, but Yan Chuxue still hasn't woken up.
He seemed to have sensed something and clicked on the game panel that he had not paid attention to for a long time.
Although the live broadcast is in progress, there are only a few sporadic comments.
After all, such a big incident happened in the laboratory that the debuggers in other laboratories had no time to watch the live broadcast.
Feng Zhibei deliberately ignored those comments and clicked directly on the copy information.
The story exploration value has become a few question marks, but there is still one task in progress.
"...Wake up the princess."
Feng Zhibei was overwhelmed.
Yan Chuxue was clearly awake before he left, but who would have known that he would fall asleep in the coffin in the blink of an eye.
"Hey, wake up."
Feng Zhibei tentatively shook him twice, but to no avail.
He leaned closer to the other person's ear and said, "If you don't get up, I'll run away."
Yan Chuxue's eyelids twitched, but she still didn't open them.
Still no results.
Feng Zhibei raised his body again.
Now it was confirmed that Yan Chuxue did not want to wake up on her own initiative, but was restricted by the copy.
There were footsteps and the sound of players discussing outside the house, but Feng Zhibei just felt annoyed.
I get a headache just thinking about the subsequent problems.
I have to find a way to wake Yan Chuxue up, find Ji Ling, and work with other former colleagues to arrange for the innocent people involved...
And, his final commentary.
Feng Zhibei glanced at the panel and found that the degree of unlocking of the hidden plot was also a question mark.
Although they now have control over most of the wilderness, they are still subject to rules within the dungeon.
It's just that there won't be any more dangerous moments where people could die.
Feng Zhibei was distressed for a long time. The people outside the house came in waves, and everyone was amazed at the sudden rise of the moon.
Some sensitive people noticed something was wrong.
"This dark sky...why hasn't it passed yet?"
One player counted on his fingers, "It's been ages. According to our previous progress, it would have been noon by then. How come it's still dark?"
This sentence woke up all the players.
Yes, why is it still dark?
Even the moon in the sky didn't move.
After being surprised, the players turned to joy, and then turned to surprise again. They whispered to each other and concluded: there must be a problem.
So they gathered together spontaneously, alert to any abnormalities around them.
The player with sharp ears pointed in the direction of the forest and asked tremblingly, "Did you hear any noise?"
All the players held their breath and listened attentively.
In the distance, the sound of gongs and drums gradually came.
When the players saw what was coming, their faces turned pale.
They were a group of jumping paper people. Their paper bodies rustled as they moved, and their exaggerated expressions looked weird no matter how you looked at them.
The leading paper-made figure held up a paper gong and drum and kept beating it.
Behind him is a huge team of paper people.
Even the most experienced players couldn't help but turn pale.
"What the hell is this thing!"
"Shit, look where they're coming from!"
Hearing this, everyone turned their eyes to the back of the group of paper figures.
Wherever the paper man passed, it all turned into a two-dimensional world. A gust of wind blew, blowing the flat leaves to the ground.
The players were horrified and fled.
When the paper man saw this scene, the expression on his face became even more weird. His bloody mouth opened wide from his ears and he hummed a tuneless little song.
Feng Zhibei leaned against the coffin, his train of thought interrupted by this enchanting song. He angrily said, "What the hell is this? It's awful! Where did Yan come up with such idiotic stuff?"
Yan Chuxue's eyelids trembled twice and her breathing became heavy, as if she was protesting silently.
"...Forget it, let's not worry about that for now. How can I wake you up?"
The roses around the coffin had completely withered and shrunken into wrinkled balls that would fall to the ground with a slight touch.
Feng Zhibei gathered the fallen withered petals into a small pile, moved it to a corner, and merged it with the black mud that the girl's body had turned into.
He thought for a moment and opened his attribute panel.
The number of times an attribute can be used is the same as the exploration level, which has been replaced with a question mark. The rest of the information is basically the same as before.
Feng Zhibei rehearsed the attributes in his mind.
It has to be outrageous enough and also have to be able to wake Yan Chuxue up.
He looked at Yan Chuxue sleeping peacefully in the coffin, and suddenly an idea flashed in his mind. He hesitated for a moment while holding the earphone and then spoke.
"Look, this man is called Xiaoxue, and he's imitating Snow White after she ate the poisoned apple..."
Outside the cabin, there was chaos and some players who were unable to dodge were turned into flat surfaces by paper figures. A farce was being played out under the soft and quiet moonlight.
Some players cried and snotted, soaking their own paper bodies.
"Why the hell did I become made of paper?"
"What the hell is going on with this copy?"
The paper man led the team while charging around, pulling the players who had turned into paper people into the team.
In the paper-figure team, an old lady with a wrinkled face looked at the players cheerfully and said slowly, "Young people, don't worry, the good news is coming."
The players who have turned into paper people are in tears, but they cannot defeat the power of the indigenous paper people and can only be led forward.
Jin Yu climbed up the branch of a tree in the distance early, covering one eye and looking at the team of paper people below.
After a while, he asked with some confusion, "Why does this formation look a bit strange?"
Inside the house, Feng Zhibei also heard the sounds of ghosts crying and wolves howling, and his heart tightened.
What happened outside again?
He took a deep breath and spoke faster.
"...he's imitating Snow White after she eats the poisoned apple, and we can see he's doing a really good job..."
Suddenly, a scream was heard outside the door.
Feng Zhibei's brows jumped. "After a long wait, the princess finally met her prince and woke up from her coffin."
After saying that, he became nervous and stared at Yan Chuxue's movements.
His heart was pounding and he felt like he had never been so nervous in his life.
Yan Chuxue's eyelashes trembled slightly, as if she was about to wake up.
In the corner, Feng Zhibei didn't notice that the pile of black mud mixed with withered petals was slowly gathering into a human shape, with a face without facial features facing the two of them.
Amidst the tense atmosphere, the moon hanging high in the night sky suddenly moved to the side for a distance.
Jin Yu, who was hiding in the tree, was stunned. "Why is it moving again?"
The players didn't notice this subtle change and were still immersed in the panic of being attacked by the dungeon NPCs.
Originally, a quarter of the players were forcibly dragged into the dungeon, and now more than half of the players have been turned into paper people.
The remaining players who remain in human form can only run away and find a place where they can hide.
Ahead, a two-story house with a pointed roof appeared.
The players were exhausted and out of breath, but finally saw a glimmer of hope.
Feng Zhibei, who was in the small house, felt a little panicked as he heard the footsteps getting closer and closer.
He didn't know how to get along with ordinary human players, and he was also worried that players would suddenly break in and cause trouble for him in the process of waking up Yan Chuxue.
At this moment, an extremely special prompt sound rang out, followed by an electronic synthesized sound that had never been heard before.
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for unlocking a special mission! Help Xiaoxue wake up! Note: If the mission fails, all health points will be deducted!]
Feng Zhibei didn't react for a moment after hearing the entire system report.
Wasn't everything he did before just to wake Yan Chuxue up?
What kind of special task is he being asked to do?
and……
He glanced at his health bar.
【life:? ? ? 】
...As expected, it was full of question marks.
There is the sleepy Yan Chuxue in front and the crazy player behind.
Feng Zhibei's brain was working rapidly, and he belatedly remembered what he had said.
“…”
His pupils trembled as he looked at the peacefully sleeping Snow White, Yan Chuxue.
——Isn't this crappy game asking him to wake Yan Chuxue up by kissing her in public?!
The author has something to say:
Thank you everyone!!
I searched online for the term "crows crowing at midnight" and there are different interpretations, but most people say it's a good omen.
There is no kiss today, but there will be a big kiss the day after tomorrow.
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