The back of the card featured images of an angel and a demon. The angel radiated a soft light, while the demon bared its fangs and claws, surrounded by eerie shadows.
The two are both opposed and unified, like an eternal game.
The scene bears a striking resemblance to a tarot card.
Since the card couldn't be put in the card album, Yu Xiangnan had to put it in his pocket for the time being.
Strange, what kind of existence is the manor owner in this instance?
Looking back, from the moment I stepped into the manor until I entered this room, I saw no one else besides the old butler.
Although the buildings of Arric Manor appear old, they show signs of meticulous maintenance. The floors are spotless, the furniture is neatly arranged, and the intricate carvings on the edges are clearly visible, indicating frequent wiping. The curtains, though slightly faded, are clean and tidy.
It's easy to see that someone has been cleaning this place diligently, and it's full of life.
Could it be that the manor owner is currently hiding in some mysterious corner of the manor, watching with great interest the opening of this meticulously planned game?
Yu Xiangnan was lost in thought when suddenly, the movement of a man beside her broke her train of thought.
The man stared at the card in his hand, his face full of doubt, and subconsciously muttered, "Nine?"
The sudden sound instantly drew the attention of everyone around. Like spotlights, everyone's gaze turned towards the man.
Only then did the man realize what had happened. His eyes widened, a look of panic flashed across his face, and he quickly raised his hand to cover his mouth, as if trying to pull back the number that had slipped out.
Immediately afterwards, he hurriedly hid the card behind his back with his other hand.
In the crowd, the woman wearing the conspicuous beret keenly noticed the man's slip of the tongue. A meaningful smile appeared on her lips.
Immediately, she raised her voice, deliberately dragging out the last syllable, and loudly repeated, "Are you number nine?"
The sound was crisp and loud, echoing throughout the room so that everyone present could hear it clearly.
The crowd's gazes darted back and forth between her and the man, and the atmosphere instantly became subtle and tense.
Yu Xiangnan calmly opened the woman's player profile panel to take a look.
[Player Personal Information]
Name: Baiyuan (ID: B0)
Title: Abyss of No Light
Level: 63
The ID that started with the letter "B"—she remembered it was Long Yuxing, right?
Yu Xiangnan paid attention to her for a while longer, then checked the game rules again.
She discovered that, judging solely from the rules, the survival rate in this Chaos Dungeon might be surprisingly high, while the difficulty might be relatively low.
The rules state that players score points simply by hitting the target, not necessarily by killing it. However, the lowest level among the players participating in the game is in the fifties, all of whom are high-level and experienced players.
With this kind of personnel configuration, is this dungeon really that simple?
Soon, the butler began distributing a second card.
This card is the target to be chased within a fixed time. You can get 20 points if you hit the target.
The number she drew for her target was: 17.
Target number seventeen.
Yu Xiangnan slowly raised her eyes, her expression calm, seemingly casually scanning the players around her. She sensed that everyone had their own agenda, pretending to be nonchalant while secretly observing the others as well.
Moreover, everyone was extremely vigilant about the two cards in their hands, hiding them very carefully, for fear that others might see them in the slightest.
Just as everyone was secretly competing and the atmosphere was becoming increasingly tense, the door to the room was suddenly kicked open by a brute force.
The enormous sound was like a sudden clap of thunder.
"Bang!!!"
Everyone was shocked and instinctively looked in the direction of the sound, their eyes focusing on the door that had been kicked open.
A moment later, two figures came into view. A woman was carrying another person in her arms. The man she was carrying had his head slumped limply, clearly unconscious, with white foam at the corner of his mouth, looking utterly disheveled.
To everyone's surprise, both of them were gamers.
As everyone looked at each other in bewilderment, the old butler remained calm, as if the scene before him was commonplace. He walked unhurriedly to the two players and handed them the remaining four cards in his hand.
The old butler's voice was calm, yet carried an undeniable air of authority: "The agreed time has passed, and you two are late. Therefore, in this game, you will have 5 points deducted from your score."
The woman nonchalantly accepted the card.
Because the player had fainted, his cards were completely exposed to everyone.
His number was 49, and his target was number 33.
Just as everyone was wondering, Yu Xiangnan stared intently at the woman, a look of surprise flashing across his eyes.
Ginger leaves?!
Jiang Ye still had curly hair and a red dress, and even in the blizzard, her outfit was very eye-catching.
The moment Jiang Ye's gaze fell upon Yu Xiangnan, she froze, overwhelmed by a chilling flood of memories of the past. Her face paled instantly, but she quickly took a deep breath and tried to calm herself.
Jiang Ye subconsciously gripped the two cards in her hand. Since she had no pockets to hide them in, she paused briefly before quickly placing the two cards face to face, her movements very fluid.
Then, pretending nothing was wrong, she walked steadily to the seat furthest from Yu Xiangnan and sat down.
The woman named Baiyuan saw Jiang Ye from afar, and her eyes lit up instantly, a malicious smile curving her lips.
As Jiang Ye approached, she spoke in a provocative and irritating tone, drawing out her words: "Oh, you've already lost 5 points right at the start, how unfortunate."
The tone suggested that he had discovered some incredible amusement.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Ye paused for a moment, a hint of annoyance flashing in her eyes, but she did not stop walking, nor did she give Bai Yuan any response.
Seeing that Jiang Ye ignored him, Bai Yuan not only didn't back down but became even more aggressive. He stood up, crossed his arms, and raised his voice to continue his mockery: "What, have you become mute? I hit the nail on the head, and you're too ashamed to say anything?"
The surrounding players' eyes were drawn to the two, shifting back and forth between them, and the atmosphere became subtle.
Jiang Ye turned around, her gaze as cold and sharp as a knife, piercing straight at Bai Yuan: "Heh, Bai Yuan, watch your mouth. Now is not the time for empty talk, lest you end up not even knowing how you died."
Bai Yuan laughed exaggeratedly, as if he had heard the funniest joke: "Who are you trying to scare? You think you can?"
Finally, the delicate atmosphere was broken by the old butler, Horace Crowley.
He cleared his throat again and let out a low cough, successfully attracting everyone's attention.
He slowly scanned each player present and said, "I believe you all noticed the grandfather clock in the lobby before you came to this room. That's right, the time is 8:15 PM now. As for the weather outside, you've all seen it; this blizzard is coming on strong and will last for at least five days."
"However, there is no need to worry. The host has thoughtfully prepared rooms for each of you. Each room has a name written on it. You just need to find the room that corresponds to your name."
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