The next moment, the lights above the dungeon lit up at the same time. The pale light illuminated the entire open space. Human-shaped targets bounced up from the ground and moved quickly around the dungeon.

The code flashed across Lin Qiye's palm, and a black pistol appeared out of thin air.

"Goal: Shoot down nineteen targets within thirty seconds.

Note: If it is not completed within the specified time limit, the lock will automatically lock for five minutes and cannot be opened in any way.

When Lin Qiye saw this prompt panel, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and his heart sank to the bottom... At this moment, he seriously suspected that Guan Zai had done this on purpose. He designed this level just to make things difficult for himself, thereby increasing the difficulty of the game for the entire team!

"Fortunately, as long as I hit 19 targets, it can be considered an easy difficulty mini-game." Yuuri Takishiro in the dungeon also saw this panel and breathed a sigh of relief.

But when he saw Lin Qiye's livid face, he suddenly felt that things might not be that simple...

He hesitated for a moment and asked tentatively:

"Nanaye-san...you can hit it, right?"

Lin Qiye opened his mouth and was about to say something when a clear bell rang from above the open space, and the countdown officially began.

Lin Qiye didn't care about that anymore. He immediately raised his pistol and shot at the high-speed moving targets. Dazzling flames flashed from the muzzle and the gunshots echoed in the air and underground.

Eleven bullets, fifteen seconds,

A target fell to the ground.

Lin Qiye: ...

Yuuri Takishiro: ...

Looking at the remaining eighteen targets, Lin Qiye wanted to crush the pistol with one hand, and then draw his sword to chop them all!

Isn't this embarrassing?

Time passed by minute by minute. With the remaining ten seconds, it was impossible for Lin Qiye to hit the eighteen targets, unless a miracle happened... and the miracle was not here now.

Yuuri Takishiro's expression gradually changed from astonishment to anxiety.

Once the lock-picking game fails, he cannot be rescued from the dungeon. The five-minute forced lock time is enough for him to die on the spot again due to the [Support] judgment.

Finally, he gritted his teeth and swiped the prop panel in the void.

The next moment, a silver-white pistol fell into his palm out of thin air.

He stuffed the pistol through the gap in the fence, threw it to the ground, and then shouted: "Brother Qiye! Use this gun!"

When Lin Qiye heard the sound, he immediately picked up the silver-white pistol from the ground, and without thinking, he pulled the trigger one after another at the remaining 18 targets moving at high speed!

Bang, bang, bang…

In just ten seconds, Lin Qiye fired eighteen times.

The eighteen targets that were originally moving around the field were all hit and fell to the ground...

As the prompt of successful judgment floated up, the huge lock of the cell where Yuuri Takishiro was located fell to the ground. Lin Qiye stared at the scene in front of him in a daze, his eyes full of shock.

He looked down at his palm, and a panel emerged from the surface of the silver-white pistol:

"B-level item: [Silver Spear], a pistol with self-awareness. It can shoot any target within a range of 800 meters without anyone aiming at it. Good news for all clumsy people."

"Can you bring props from other games here?" Lin Qiye asked in surprise.

"Of course you can... But I usually don't do that when I play Uncle Guan's games." Yuuri Takishiro smiled embarrassedly.

“Whether it’s the game world or the real world, they all operate based on a series of complex rules. Playing games is essentially a process of understanding the rules, adapting to the rules, using the rules, and controlling the rules…

My ability is quite special. I can bring the rules of a certain game world to any other world. But in this way, it becomes a game between rules. It is no longer a process of "playing games". Instead, it is more like... cheating?"

"In the real world, using the rules of the game world does seem like cheating..." Lin Qiye paused for a moment, stared into his eyes, and spoke slowly.

“But isn’t the game between rules also a bigger game?”

Upon hearing this, Yuuri Takishiro froze in place.

"The Bigger Game..."

He muttered these words, somewhat absent-mindedly.

"Time is running out, we have to rush back to the venue as soon as possible!" Lin Qiye looked at the time and spoke in a deep voice.

Yuuri Takibai hummed and followed Lin Qiye.

At this moment, his eyes swept across the edge of the underground space, he let out a light exclamation, and stopped.

"What's wrong?" Lin Qiye asked.

"There's something there."

Yuuri Takishiro looked at the large amount of discarded instruments and broken bottles and jars on the ground. His eyes lit up and he walked quickly towards them and started searching carefully.

"But the song is almost over. If we don't get back in time for the [group photo] and [cheer], we will both be locked up."

"There is a dungeon and all these messy things underground of the concert. Don't you think it's weird?" Yuuri Takishiro said seriously.

"You mean... this place is not that simple?" Lin Qiye raised his eyebrows, "But isn't this just a game? Our goal is to defeat Aimeimei. Will exploring these things be helpful?"

"Brother Qiye, you haven't played enough games. In the game map, there are very few events that are completely unrelated to the main quest. These things are placed here, so they must have their uses... Maybe you can find the key to passing the level from them."

Lin Qiye glanced at the time and seemed to want to advise something. After hesitating for a moment, he walked straight to Yuuri Takibai:

"I understand. Leave this to me and you can go to the venue immediately."

Yuuri Takishiro was stunned, "I'll go by myself?"

"We can't both be left behind at the same time. You're the best at playing games. Even if I don't make it in time for the [Group Photo] and get locked up, you can come back and save me. But if you get locked up... I can't guarantee that I can pass the lock-picking game next time."

Lin Qiye waved at Yuuri Takibai, signaling him to leave quickly.

"Don't worry, I'm just not good at playing games. I'm still good at organizing clues and reasoning."

Upon seeing this, Yuuri Takishiro said no more. He nodded heavily and rushed towards the venue.

Lin Qiye looked at the shrinking health bar above Yuuri Takishiro's head, sighed helplessly, and began to search carefully among the pile of waste.

A moment later, he pulled out a pile of yellowed shredded paper from the bottom of the collapsed metal cabinet. Judging from the tears on the edges, it looked like they had been torn into pieces by someone.

Lin Qiye narrowed his eyes slightly, spread the pieces of paper all over the ground, and quickly restored them through the causal threads connecting them.

About half a minute later, a file full of cracks appeared in front of Lin Qiye. In the upper right corner of the file, there was a frontal photo of a young girl, who was very similar to Amy.

Lin Qiye's eyes swept across the document, and his expression gradually became solemn.

He thought for a moment, looked up at the nothingness above his head, and muttered to someone:

"You created a man-made god... did you do that on purpose?"

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