"Bang!" The door was suddenly flung open, revealing a bright and sunny day.
A massive figure stood at the doorway, its muscular frame visible against the backlight.
He tossed something in, his rough voice making everyone's heads buzz: "Newbie, hurry up and register!"
"Bang!"
Close the door and leave.
"This person probably has a violent temper disorder." Lu Xingyun was very annoyed because the package was originally meant for Yuan Qingli, but it hit him, who was closest to her.
"Hmm, I guess she's had a heartbreak." Yuan Qingli smiled as she picked up the package, winking at Lu Xingyun. "Maybe her boyfriend cheated on her."
The package was very light; inside was a mobile phone and a room key.
201, very ordinary.
Picking up the large-screen phone of an unknown brand, Yuan Qingli didn't do much with it; after all, she was a modern college student and was already quite skilled at it.
And, more importantly.
There is only one icon on the entire screen.
A huge skull is riding a carrot bicycle.
The skeleton was covered in sweat, but his empty eye sockets revealed the pride of my work.
The three small characters at the bottom read: Is he dead?
During the registration period, Lu Xingyun enthusiastically introduced the current situation.
"I was pulled into this instance just one day after I left."
"Get to the point." Yuan Qingli said without looking up.
"Well, to put it simply, this dungeon quest is about running errands and delivering orders."
Lu Xingyun pointed to the ten large lamps on the wall: "The dungeon has a ten-day time limit. Each time a delivery is successfully completed, the lamps on the wall will light up. When all ten lamps are lit, we can leave."
"Um?"
Yuan Qingli's voice rose, "That simple?"
"There is a restriction: each person must deliver one order per day, and can only deliver one order."
Is it a group dungeon or a solo dungeon?
"The system didn't say, but I feel it should be a group instance, because the system only said to turn on the lights, but didn't arrange for each person to have a row of lights."
How many of you are there?
“There should be four.” Lu Xingyun looked around and saw that besides Bo Zijin, there were two other people who had been teleported over with him.
"In other words, not counting me, four people, one order a day, forty orders in ten days, just need to light up ten lamps."
Yuan Qingli gave her an expression that said, "If you can't even do this, are you stupid?"
"Turn your eyes away. This dungeon is definitely not that simple." Lu Xingyun faced Yuan Qingli without any fear in his eyes.
"Have you introduced yourselves to each other, gotten to know each other briefly?"
"Not yet, we just entered this instance and just finished listening to the rules. I was worried that you were too bored in the circus, spending all day with a bunch of cows, birds, sheep and dogs, so I recruited you here."
"Then I should thank you."
"You're welcome." Lu Xingyun completely ignored Yuan Qingli's sarcastic remark.
"By the way, did anything happen on your day at the circus? I vaguely heard the words 'storytelling' when I left that day. Was it that red horse?"
"Want to hear?" Yuan Qingli looked up, her eyes filled with annoyance, seemingly because she hadn't slept well and was grumpy when she woke up.
"Hmm." Lu Xingyun felt strange. Apart from pulling her over, he hadn't provoked her at all.
"Help me register." Yuan Qingli tossed the phone away. "What a lousy company! Registering as a delivery rider takes forever. And you've already registered me?"
"We don't need to register."
Lu Xingyun suddenly realized: "I understand. You are a teammate I've bound to. In other words, you're an unregistered player, not recognized by the instance, and therefore don't count as an initial player. That's why you need to register again."
Seeing Yuan Qingli's unfriendly gaze, Lu Xingyun quickly lowered his head and fiddled with his phone.
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