Chapter 112: The Road to Heaven 4: Deliberate

It looked like the speech was being dragged away, but in fact it was being held.

Zhu Ci let out a long sigh. If what the NPC said was true, he could only hope to meet the man in white in the dance hall.

"How are you?"

Suddenly a person appeared in front of Zhuci.

Zhou Nian, wearing a waiter's uniform, waved at them at the door of the dance hall.

They stopped.

Nuonuo frowned: "Why are you here?"

Zhou Nian smiled and said, "Why are you here? The dance hall hasn't been decorated yet."

As he spoke, his eyes fell on Zhu Ci again.

The dance hall isn't set up yet?

Zhu Ci was stunned for a moment. If this news was true, wouldn’t it contradict what the waiter said?

Nono said: "How do you know it's not arranged properly? Why should I trust you?"

Zhou Nian maintained a proper smile and said, "Then you guys go in."

Congratulations: "..."

Nunuo hummed a few times, then reached out and pushed the door open. There was indeed a huge dance floor inside, and on both sides there were two spiral stairs.

But the dance floor was completely empty, with only some waiters standing in the corner, seemingly on standby.

Nono took a step inside.

"Why is it so quiet?" she muttered.

"Because it hasn't started yet." Zhou Nian said.

Nuonuo suddenly turned his head.

I don't know when the door closed.

She frowned, finally realizing something was wrong.

The dance floor is about the size of half a square.

At first glance, there were very few waiters around, but if you really counted them, there must be at least fifty of them.

"It's time to live," Zhuci said. His eyes fell on the nearest waiter.

These things look very much like humans, but they have no whites of their eyes when they are idle, and the way they turn their heads and look at you is very scary.

"Can't I see it?" Nono was in a bad mood. She loosened her hand and then took out a deck of cards.

The seemingly thin piece of paper cut her wrist, and the blood soaked the card, giving it the ability to float.

"Inspect the troops."

A card flew out and disappeared into thin air. At the same time, all the waiters in the area where they were located stopped moving.

This skill is quite powerful. Zhu Ci's eyes fell on Nuonuo's wrist which was dripping with blood, and guessed that this skill might not last for too long.

"Go upstairs." said Nunuo.

Her eyes were fixed on the nearest staircase.

Zhu Ci looked around and said, "You can't go up."

"Do you want to die?"

Zhuci said, "There is something on the stairs."

There were many transparent threads on the stairs. Zhu Ci was very sensitive to them because he had seen similar ones before.

The cards lost their effect, and Nono cursed, then simply took out a few guns and started a fight.

Zhu Ci had only seen so many firearms in this instance before, and he found them very novel. He took out the bandage.

"Tie it up first."

Nuonuo was stunned for a moment, looking at the bandage he suddenly handed over, and raised her eyes with only vigilance in her eyes: "Give it to me?"

Seeing her like this, Zhu Ci understood that she had no good intention in bringing him here, otherwise he would not be so surprised. But he didn't know why she didn't attack him directly.

There was no time for nonsense talk. The girl gave him a look that said "If you dare to lie to me, you're dead", then snatched the bandage and tied it up hastily a few times.

"Bang, bang, bang." As the gunshots rang out, many waiters fell down in the dance floor. However, these guys without flesh and blood were not afraid of these. They could just stand up after falling down.

Zhu Ci searched in the space and actually found some weapons, but they were only cold weapons.

"This is for you."

Waiters kept coming up, and suddenly a card was stuck on Zhuci's back.

A strange power surged into Zhu Ci's body, and he felt a lot lighter.

He chopped off the heads of several waiters, but unexpectedly found silk threads.

The words that the puppet outside the copy had said to him suddenly came to his mind.

"These things are afraid of fire."

Nuonuo had gone crazy with killing. Zhu Ci watched her change her weapon and a cannon was thrown into the middle of the dance floor.

"Boom."

The whole house shook, the floor sank, and several stairs broke.

Zhuci: "..." He reached out to wipe the dust off his face, only to find that he was covered in blood. He thought, if that was the case, why didn't he just blow up the door and then run away?

…

"Stop blowing it up. The boss told you not to blow it up."

Amid the smoke, a sound came from a corner.

Nono put down his gun and said, "He's the one who opened the fire here, why can't he blow it up?"

"He said that it's useless to waste so many bombs on killing monsters." The cowardly voice continued.

Zhu Ci was already taking medication to treat himself. He didn't know how he was able to survive. After all, those heavy weapons should have been able to destroy an entire square.

"Hey. Here." Nono suddenly came over and threw something to him, "How come you don't even have any defensive items?"

Speech: "..." Well, he is actually a newcomer in some ways.

What Nonuo threw to him was a bottle of red liquid.

"Drinking it can bring the dead back to life."

"You saved me?" Hearing this, Zhu Ci found it a bit strange.

"Save it. Some people say you are still useful."

How candid! Perhaps it comes from the confidence of a strong person.

A figure emerged from the wall. It was the taciturn boy.

"Let's go."

Greetings: “???” He squinted his eyes and sighed softly, thinking that the full name of his mission in this copy should actually be “Please survive among a group of aliens”.

Zhu Ci still drank the bottle of red liquid. The taste of rust spread in his mouth. He heard the exclamation from Nono: "How annoying! Why is the survival rate still 100%?!"

…

On the other side, time goes back to when Zhuci left the room.

Cover it with a square prop and you will have an identical set of clothes in your hand.

The "waiter" walked in and changed his clothes, then took off his makeup, revealing a handsome face.

After a while.

"Knock, knock." There was a knock on another door.

The door opened, but what greeted him was not a greeting but a swift attack.

The person inside the door didn't seem to want to negotiate, but surprisingly, the person outside didn't seem to want to dodge either. Of course, it might be too late.

The raised hand suddenly stopped in mid-air, and the person inside the door stopped it abruptly, as if hesitating.

"Is it you?"

The person outside the door didn't say anything.

The two stood at the door, staring at each other in a stalemate for a while, and then the one inside spoke up, "Come in or go out."

The man outside took a step back and said, "It's all right." His voice sounded exactly like a blessing.

The man in white nodded and said, "Let's go."

"I just saw someone handing out prom dresses. Aren't you going to wait?"

"It's optional." The man in white said, looking at him, "You may need it."

After hearing this, the man turned his head thoughtfully, but smiled silently.

Most players will follow the rules of the game when entering a dungeon, but if you are strong enough, you can really forget everything.

The man in white was walking in the direction where the waiter came from.

“Why are you so nice to me?”

"You can leave too." The man in white said calmly.

After hearing this, the young man looked inconspicuously into the only exposed eye of the man.

There is no dust now, it is so clean that there is no room for anyone.

That’s right, how can we talk about intentional help when we can’t even recognize the person?

Walking along this road, the man in white came to the first door without hesitation.

He opened it and took a look, but there was nothing inside the door.

Obviously, this was somewhat beyond his expectations.

At this moment, the person behind him suddenly spoke up: "Here."

It turned out that it was not the first door but the third one.

There was a person lying in the second door, who was obviously an NPC, and there were also many pieces of clothing scattered on the ground.

"Find something to change into," said the man in white.

Sansi didn't say anything, but picked up one at random.

He knew why the man thought it was the first door.

They were all trying to guess each other's personalities. They probably noticed that no one here followed the rules, so they thought that the NPC must have failed at the first door. As for the knocking sounds at the later doors, they were not made by the NPC.

This makes sense, but the first door

Sansi deliberately found a dress with a brooch and then asked, "Do you want to watch from the side?"

The man in white: "..." He took a step back, but at that moment he seemed to have thought of something, turned back and said, "If you don't mind."

Sansi didn't expect him to say that and was stunned for a moment. He held the clothes and his ears turned red for a moment, but immediately turned into suspicion.

Is there any special relationship between these two people?

"I mind," he said.

The man in white did not force it, but took a step back and closed the door.

Sansi changed his clothes very quickly, as if he was in a hurry. The key point was that when he opened the door, he was still dressed neatly.

The man in white glanced at the sapphire brooch on his dress, then glanced at his hair, and said nothing for a long time.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing." He turned around again and continued walking forward.

Three or Four: “…”

Taking advantage of the fact that no one could see him, he couldn't help laughing.

Up to this point, except for the voice, there was nothing about him that was not his own. However, this person only had a slight doubt and there was no follow-up.

Does face blindness really have no effect on the dungeon? Not only can you not recognize the facial features, but you can't recognize the hairstyle either. Do you usually fight alone in the dungeon? Won't you be killed by the inner traitor?

"Where are you going?"

"Upstairs." said the man in white.

The road to heaven generally makes people think of heights, so it is understandable to go to the heights first to take a look.

“Will we encounter monsters?” Sansi tried his best to play the role of an ignorant person.

"Normally not." said the man in white.

Judging from their testing of each other in this level, except for Zhuci, everyone else's skills are enough to deal with ordinary bosses. In this case, there is no need for the monsters to appear.

Sansi said "Oh" and then asked, "Will we meet other players?"

"Maybe," he said.

Sansi pretended to be curious and asked, "Did they all go through the mirror?"

This is a mockery of the man in white.

"I don't know." said the man in white.

He just blew up the mirror. As for whether other methods can be used to enter the dungeon, it depends on the players themselves.

"It looks like they've all gotten through." Sansi said thoughtfully.

The man in white took a look at him and immediately turned indifferent.

If they want to go upstairs, they have to find a staircase.

The initial exploration was random, but Sansi deliberately guided him in the opposite direction of the dance hall.