Chapter 221: White Orchid Rain Festival (Part 3)
Nan Huan was very unfamiliar with this name, but he had a deep impression of the Seventh Guild.
After all, when they agreed to start the league, even though the Seventh Guild had been keeping a low profile, it was the first one besides them to agree to start the league.
If this gambler president had not happened to be thinking about a choice when Nan Huan and the others had made their decision, then it would have been certain.
The other party was not really as indifferent to the league as they appeared. It could even be said that they seemed to have been looking forward to the arrival of the league, so much so that after seeing that a guild had chosen to agree first, they became complacent and revealed their true colors.
And since the other party had prepared many emergency items without revealing any information, Nan Huan was almost certain that the other party had planned it long ago.
Compared to the Assassin President who is too thin, the Gambler President looks very ordinary. His appearance is not outstanding, but there is a very faint mole at the corner of his eye, which can only be seen after careful observation.
He is the kind of person that Nan Huan would not take the initiative to notice if he were walking on the street.
He didn't seem as aggressive as the Assassin's Guild Leader. If she hadn't been sure of his intentions, she wouldn't have associated him with any conspiracy.
She felt that this person was not simple, and she also doubted the purpose of the Seventh Guild entering this copy.
While she was distracted, she struggled to jump out of Bei Xi's arms, wanting to observe more carefully in the wind and sand. However, as soon as she moved, she was stopped by Bei Xi, "Stay still, the ground is very hot."
Nan Huan then noticed the players in the distance who had no heat insulation equipment. In just a short while, they were already sweating profusely, and their exposed skin had been tanned red by the sun.
The uppers of their shoes had been buried by the wind and sand, and because it was too hot, they had to jump from side to side as if they were dancing in the sand.
Even those who were well prepared found the high temperature unbearable, not to mention those players who were unprepared.
Nan Huan had no choice but to stop observing and turned around to study what was going on in this copy. As a result, he realized that his vision seemed to be blocked by something.
"President, Miss," a calm female voice sounded, "I'm sorry to bother you. Our guild originally didn't want to participate in this league, so we didn't make any preparations. I would like to ask if you have any extra equipment that we can borrow, or we can buy it with points."
After she finished speaking, Nan Huan's eyes finally adjusted to the light in front of them, and he could see clearly that the person standing in front of them was a girl who didn't care much about her appearance.
She was wearing a light blue shirt, half of which was tucked into her trousers. Her lower body was like a pair of short pajamas, revealing her slender white calves, which had been tanned red by the sun. On her feet were a pair of flip-flops.
His toes tried extremely hard to stay in his shoes, and the rest of his feet had been kept as far away from the sand as possible to avoid further pain. His face had a wrinkled expression, but his words were spoken very frankly, without any concealment or hesitation.
After the other party finished speaking, he suddenly remembered that he had not introduced himself yet, so he added, "Oh, I forgot to introduce myself. I am the president of the Tenth Guild, and my title is 'Worker'."
Nan Huan had guessed the other party's attitude since she hadn't voted that night, but she didn't expect her to be so generous as to come up and borrow something. However, she still turned her head and glanced at Nineteen, "Nineteen, give the extra things we prepared to President Ten in case of emergency."
After giving the order, he continued, "This situation won't last long. You can use our equipment as an emergency measure first. You don't need to use the points."
Nan Huan did not explain too much about the previous sentence and directly asked Nineteen to take out the things.
The workers' guild president didn't expect the eldest lady to be so straightforward, but she didn't say anything else. She just gladly accepted the things and returned under the expectant eyes of her players.
"President, look over there, the ten guilds have already switched sides."
The doll looked into the distance and reported the situation to Miao Jiang in a low voice.
The former, because of his skills, prefers cool and humid weather and hates such dry and hot weather. At this moment, he was unhappy because of the weather and just glanced at him when he heard it.
"Don't worry about it. Even if it seems that everyone is fighting against an alliance of one guild, each guild has its own calculations and plans."
She paused here and looked in the direction of Guild Seven, "Otherwise, if they had guessed what was going on inside the dungeon, why didn't they tell us in advance so that we could be prepared?"
"So, don't trust anyone."
Miao Jiang took the floral dress that Doll handed over and tried to wrap up all her exposed skin.
The remaining guilds all saw the actions of the worker's guild leader, and most of them had the same mentality as Miao Jiang, so no one said anything.
"Miss, how did you guess that these heat-insulating equipment might be used in this copy, and why did you ask me to prepare so much?"
Nineteen looked at the city gate again, still no response. The system seemed to have made up its mind to let them suffer for a while longer. She moved closer to the eldest lady and asked curiously.
"Did you know in advance that President Ten would come back to borrow from us? Then we should have taken the opportunity to put forward some conditions, such as asking her to cooperate with us. We just gave her something for no reason, and I feel a little bit disadvantaged."
Nan Huan knew that Nineteen was not sad about the points, he just felt that he did not make good use of the opportunity.
He curled his lips, did not answer immediately, but seemed to change the subject.
"Except for the tenth guild, what do you think of the broad-mindedness of the leaders of the remaining guilds?"
They were wearing heat-insulating equipment so they were not exposed to direct high temperatures, but Bei Xi was holding them the whole time, and at such a close distance, Nan Huan was already sweating.
While speaking, she had already taken out a handkerchief from the control panel and carefully wiped the sweat from Bei Xi's forehead.
"Except for the president of the seventh guild, the rest are not that good?"
Although Nineteen didn't quite understand what Nan Huan meant by this question, he still answered it in a matter-of-fact manner. He didn't even know what he remembered, and there was obvious disgust on his face.
"Otherwise, we wouldn't be here."
"So, just now, the tenth president has borrowed something from us in front of everyone. What do you think the other presidents think? Can they still treat her as one of their own?"
"Of course not." Nineteen finally got around to it. "So President Ten did it on purpose. She said it could be purchased with points in order to test your attitude towards the president. Do you want to cooperate with them?"
It turns out that he is capable enough to be the president.
It is not easy to discuss things like cooperation in front of everyone, but the other party used a simple sentence to get the answer he wanted and got what he wanted.
Seeing that she understood, Nan Huan turned to talk about preparing insulation equipment.
"The system only announced the name of the dungeon at the time. If it were another guild, they might have thought that the name was an important clue. So in the past ten days, all the players have tried their best to find out the news about this dungeon."
"But in fact, the system has already hidden the information in the copy name. No matter what kind of rain festival it is, there are generally only two situations. One is to pray for rain, and the other is to perform it in the rain. Places that lack rain will definitely be hot, and of course there will be other derivative problems along with the heat. Places that don't lack rain will definitely be flooded and cold. It never hurts to prepare more heat and cold insulation equipment."
"I didn't expect the Tenth President to ask directly. Those extra equipment were only prepared to avoid extreme situations."
Nan Huan narrowed her eyes. She seemed to see the city gate that had been tightly closed finally open. "But now it seems that it won't take too long."
Just when those unprepared players felt they were about to faint, the city gate finally opened.
In front of me was an old man wearing a grey robe. The wrinkles on his face showed the traces of time, but he was not wearing a veil or holding an umbrella. He just walked towards me straight in the sun.
"The environment here doesn't seem to have that much of an impact on him."
Lingyue had good eyesight and noticed that the sunlight, which made their skin red for a short period of time, had almost no effect on the other party.
"Hello everyone, welcome to all the saints who have come from afar. I am the housekeeper of the High Priest's Mansion."
The old man stood in front of everyone, nodded slightly, and a smile appeared on his face.
Although they had guessed a little from the previous plot synopsis, when they heard this answer, the few male compatriots, including the Assassin's Guild President, couldn't help but twitch their lips.
Nan Huan didn't care about these things. After all, gender was just a setting of the copy. What she cared about was another thing, and the "high priest" mentioned by the housekeeper.
"I thought we wouldn't be able to make it today, but luckily we made it before the sun set."
This is the part where the NPC starts to connect the plot. He does not need the players' answers, and no one will interrupt.
But when he mentioned that the sun was about to set, everyone looked to the west at the same time. The huge sun was still hanging in the sky, hotter than an average summer noon.
It's so hot even at sunset. If it were at noon, it would probably be fatal.
"The high priest is in the mansion preparing the sacrificial supplies needed for the White Orchid Rain Festival in the near future. He can't come, so I will pick you up."
As he spoke, he leaned down, stretched out his hand and made a gesture to lead the way, asking the players to follow him into the city.
Only when he approached the city did Nanhuan see clearly that the sand walls were not randomly stacked up, but were dragon-shaped sand sculptures that had been blown away by the wind, some crouching and some lying.
However, due to its age, its original appearance can no longer be seen clearly, only a vague shape.
It was not until everyone entered the city and the city gates were closed that the system's prompt sounded abruptly.
【bite--
Congratulations to the player for triggering the main quest - White Orchid Rain Festival.
Mission description: Bailan City will soon hold a rain festival. As one of the candidate saints, how can you miss this grand festival?
This is the most important event in Bailan City. Since the sacrifice a hundred years ago, Bailan City has never successfully held a real rain sacrifice again.
Tip: Only a true saint will be chosen to complete the White Orchid Rain Festival.
Tip: If the selected player can complete the real Bailanyu Festival, the settlement reward of this copy will be doubled directly, and there will also be a chance to get two pieces of Faith Totem Fragments.
Tip: Players who are not selected as the Saintess, if they are lucky enough to survive until the end of the White Orchid Rain Festival, can log out of the dungeon directly. There is no settlement reward for this dungeon. 】
All the players paused, apparently no one had expected that the main quest would be released so early.
Although it is a league match, it should basically be no different from a normal dungeon. However, this is the first time that players have encountered a situation that directly triggers the main quest, and they were a little confused for a while.
"Why did the main quest get triggered right after I entered the dungeon?"
Nineteen was very puzzled. "And isn't this dungeon only A+ level? Why is it different from the other dungeons?"
"It may be because of the plot," Bei Xi said calmly, "Since the plot was changed, the main quest of this dungeon has been very clear. This situation has also happened in general dungeons, but not too often. Moreover, the main quest is just to make us become a saint. As for how to become the final chosen saint, there should be other side quests. Don't be nervous or too anxious."
Bei Xi's calmness made the team on their side calm down a little.
Nan Huan, on the other hand, kept frowning. After all, in the dungeons she had entered before, the system had never directly instructed players on how to obtain the fragments of the Faith Totem.
And because of her involvement with Hel, even though the last dungeon failed and those quests were erased, she still got the Totem of Faith fragment.
But in this copy, the system seems to have directly pointed the way for the players.
It seems to be guiding players in disguise. If they want to get the fragments of the totem of faith, they must first become a saint. In a copy of forty people, there is only one real saint.
The system only said "There is also a chance to get two pieces of the Faith Totem Fragment" and tried to alienate all guilds and alliances between players.
Apart from the people like President Alice, President Pink, President Barbie and one guild who had personally experienced the dungeon and knew that it was not so easy to obtain the Totem of Faith, and confirmed that even if the system said so, there must be a trap somewhere. Naturally, the rest of the guilds and players would easily become alert because of the system's prompts.
The butler was very considerate and waited until all the players had digested the main quest before he started again.
The situation inside the city was not much better than outside the city. Except for the less wind and sand, the sun was still as vicious as ever.
There were quite a lot of people in their group, and they were all dressed like outsiders. Logically, it should have been easy for them to attract the attention of the original residents of the city.
Nan Huan did notice that there were people watching, but their looks were a little strange.
"They probably didn't find our presence strange. Their gazes were more like..."
All the players were observing their surroundings. Nineteen noticed the gazes of the crowd, but for a moment he couldn't think of a word to describe his current situation.
"It's more like watching the fun. According to the plot summary, we are the selected saints. It hasn't rained in Bailan City for a hundred years. It's a miracle that this place still exists. More importantly, from the perspective of the NPCs, we should not be the first batch of saints to be selected."
The way they looked at us was not like they were looking at food with expectation or hope, but more like they were looking at food, with eagerness and eagerness.
Nan Huan did not say the following sentence.
Only Bei Xi noticed that from the moment she met the housekeeper to the moment she entered the city, Nan Huan's brows had never relaxed, and there was always a curious look in her eyes.
She pushed the person into her arms, lowered her voice and leaned over to Nan Huan's ear to ask.
"Besides these? You should have discovered more than these with your eyes. Is there anything else that surprised you?"
Bei Xi asked this, but she was curling one of Nan Huan's fingers.
It seemed that sensing Nan Huan's emotions was a big problem, but as for what caused the other person's emotions to change, it was not very important in her opinion.
Nan Huan didn't expect Bei Xi to be so perceptive. She had originally wanted to find a quiet place to tell the other party later. Now that she heard the other party asking the question, she did not hide it.
"These people, including the butler, are all surrounded by a dark aura."
Nan Huan lowered her voice. It was not that she did not want to discuss this issue in front of everyone, but the black energy in the past was visible to everyone, but this time it seemed that only she could see it.
She saw the expression in Bei Xi's eyes change immediately, and knew what the other party was thinking of. She quickly spoke before she could ask, "It's not the kind that Man Wugui had last time, it's just the ordinary kind. I can absorb it."
"Have you tried it?"
Bei Xi asked with disapproval.
Nan Huan shook his head. "No, but I can feel that it won't harm my body. It's just that the previous players could see it, but this time only I can see it. It's a bit strange."
Bei Xi was relieved, "Does that mean that everyone on this trip has this thing on them?"
Nan Huan nodded, "Not only that, except for the black gas on the NPC, other buildings are normal. Only the place we are going to is also surrounded by black gas from top to bottom."
As they spoke, Nan Huan and the butler stretched out their hands together and pointed to the same place at the same time.
It’s not that Nanhuan has any ability to predict the future, but the High Priest’s Mansion is too eye-catching. Among all the houses built of sand, it is the only one that maintains the normal state of a house as understood by the players, just like an oasis in the desert.
I don’t know if it’s a psychological effect or if the High Priest’s Mansion is really like an oasis, but the moment I entered here, the stuffiness and high temperature seemed to disappear all at once.
At the same time, the sun, which had been hanging in the sky without setting, set the moment Nan Huan and his companions entered the High Priest's Mansion.
The sky, which was bright just now, suddenly became dark.
It seems that time here is not flowing at a constant speed, but falling off a cliff.
The transition from day to night takes only a short moment.
The originally noisy crowd on the street also became quiet.
At the same time, all the players heard a series of friction sounds coming from the High Priest's Mansion.
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