This left Linlang completely stunned. If there was no instance, where would she have entered?
The important thing is that her points were also deducted.
Linlang's expression turned serious. What if she entered a fake instance again? She was able to return safely this time, but it was hard to say what would happen next time.
Noticing that there were subtle glances being cast their way, especially at Shehe and Shi Jinzhe, Linlang asked, "Is there a suitable place to talk?"
"Come with me." Sheh opened the door on the spot and led Linlang into the long table conference room where the monitoring players used to discuss matters.
Shi Jinzhe casually pulled out a chair next to him, and Shehe sat down, leaning back. "Just find a seat."
Seeing her expression, Linlang inexplicably felt a sense of disorientation; the two were so alike.
Shaking her head to shake off her gossipy nature, she described everything she could think of to Shehe and Shijinzhe.
In conclusion, Linlang said, "The purpose of the game is to solve anomalies. Regardless of the category, the ultimate goal is to help the natives reduce the crisis. So it is very problematic that we cannot find any effective clues, especially since the natives in this instance seem very abnormal. They have great respect for the mountain god, not out of fear, but out of heartfelt reverence."
When we arrived, the groom's attire and the bridal chamber were all fully prepared, as if they were specially made for the players. I wouldn't have noticed this before, but the game is now managed by you. Sending players in isn't just for them to die; that doesn't fit the game's purpose.
Shi Jinzhe focused on the sentence specifically prepared for the players, and then confirmed with Linlang again, "Your mission is to help the groom chosen by the daughter of the mountain god escape, right?"
Linlang: "Hmm, I haven't figured out the criteria for selecting people yet."
Shi Jinzhe then asked, "Are there many young men among the original inhabitants of the village?"
Linlang: "Not too many, but not none at all. There are a lot of women in this village, ranging from three to eighty years old. The overall male-to-female ratio is about... two to eight?"
Shi Jinzhe nodded and then asked, "Did you get any items from that dungeon?"
Linlang: "There is one, let me find it for you."
Shekh: "Just say the name of the item."
Linlang: "That's fine too, let's call it 'Red Handkerchief'."
Shekh used his skill [Brain] to open Linlang's item bag and found the [Red Handkerchief] in the last slot.
To be on the safe side, she moved the prop to the side of the folding screen, regardless of what it was, to purify it before checking it.
Linlang heard the notification sound and checked the message to find that she had received 15 points.
Shekh: "I've taken the props. Is there anything else you've thought of?"
"That's all. Do you want information about the other players in the same instance? I remember a few names."
"Write it down, thank you for your hard work." Shi Jinzhe raised his arm and flicked his finger backward, and the pen and paper floated down in front of Linlang.
Linlang wrote down her name, and to avoid having the same name as someone else, she also added her physical characteristics.
Shi Jinzhe accepted it, saying, "Thank you."
"You're welcome, it's nothing." Linlang glanced at the two who were deep in thought, and didn't ask any other questions.
The copy that Shi Jinzhe and Shehe didn't understand, it seems this is not something she should know.
She waved goodbye, saying, "I need to go buy coffee. I'll be going now if there's nothing else."
Shi Jinzhe told her, "Just go out through this golden door."
After Linlang left, he sent a notification to all the monitoring players, telling them to pay close attention to any anomalies in the instance.
After purifying the [Red Handkerchief], Shi Jinzhe tries to find the connection between the item and the dungeon.
The golden thread extended, and a palm-sized vortex appeared in the center of the handkerchief. After a long time, the size of the vortex remained unchanged, so Shekh threw out two more black-gold water droplets and threw them on. This time, the vortex began to expand.
The two stood in front of the whirlpool, not in a hurry to enter.
Shekh said with certainty, "You can activate the item, but the vortex needs to consume the energy I give it to grow bigger. This is related to the black mist."
Shi Jinzhe: "Hmm, do you still remember the 'Terrifying Lovers' instance?"
Shekh turned his head. "Of course, it's a very morbidly funny copy."
"Yes, it's a morbid humor. On the surface, the Mountain God's Wedding is supposed to help players escape, but the players are also frightened by the natives and targeted as potential grooms. In other words, they will be constantly on the verge of death trying to survive. Isn't that a bit morbid humor?"
Regular dungeons do not discriminate between native inhabitants and players; they attack indiscriminately. Since native inhabitants can provide a lot of important information, it is difficult to completely eliminate them. Except for the original "Slander" dungeon, which was slightly different, all dungeons are like this.
However, the horror lovers and the mountain god's wedding are different. They have many similarities, such as the unclear meaning of the mission objectives, little help to the original world, and the fact that the entire instance is aimed at the player, and the natives are either absent or strange.
Shi Jinzhe suspected that the natives Linlang met might not be real humans, and might all be fake NPCs.
The people who create fake instances are enjoying the thrill of manipulating players, but he still can't understand how the fake instances manage to send them back safely.
Shi Jinzhe asked Shehe, "Do you have any ideas?"
Shekh pinched his thumb and forefinger together, making a slight gesture, "When we were doing the Horrifying Lovers dungeon, the system successfully intervened, and that three-star defensive item was given to us by it."
"In other words, the Black Mist could create fake instances when the old system was still around."
"Yes, that's the idea."
Shi Jinzhe crossed his arms and paced back and forth around the glowing pyramid in the pure white space.
Shekh seemed to remember something and let out a soft "Ah": "There's still a little bit."
Shi Jin folded his upper body and turned back, "What?"
"We were switched to another instance before entering the Gods instance. The instance name was announced halfway before the players were moved away. Then the system was designed to make me return to my original position. The black mist can create fake instances and completely lock my position, so it is no longer just a test like the Horrifying Lovers instance. That's why the system is in such a hurry."
Shekh went to see the pyramids. "If it doesn't move, we'll enter a fake copy created by the black fog."
"The black mist spreads darkness... so it creates fake instances to create a sense of urgency for players. It wants to see intrigue and life-or-death struggles; it's catalyzing more negative emotions." Shi Jinzhe stroked his chin: "Not everyone has Linlang's keen observation skills. There are probably even fake instances operating that we don't know about."
Shekh: "We need to investigate. The fact that players can be pulled into fake instances is because they are connected to the game. Like this red handkerchief, if players put it into their system inventory, wouldn't that be equivalent to sending the black mist into the system?"
"That's possible. I'll check the items, and you go to the dungeon?"
“Okay.” Shekh was about to leave when he remembered to ask, “Two new systems…”
“I added the highest level of defense and purification power to the new system when it was built. Don’t worry about the new system, I check it every day.”
It's as if Shi Jinzhe has grown into her brain; she knows everything.
Sher loved it when he was like this, and cupped Shi Jinzhe's face in her hands to kiss him, "My husband is so good."
Shi Jinzhe gave a solemn smile: "It's alright~"
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