"The three guests who registered yesterday didn't return until after 11 PM, and I didn't open the door for them. I don't know if they're still alive."
Jin Wuwu's smile seemed somewhat irritating to the two of them.
Stepping out of the rest area and letting the sunlight bathe her, Xiao Lan felt the chill that had been plaguing her slowly dissipate.
It feels like I've come back to life.
Looking up at the rising sun, Xiao Lan had a strange feeling: could this sun be fake too?
But a few seconds later, he thought of three players who could be considered his teammates.
Xiao Lan's expression was not good: "Those three players, could they all be dead? Is the mortality rate of this dungeon that high? If... then only the two of us are left."
Huang He took her hand, his deep, magnetic voice reassuring: "I will protect you."
"What did you hear last night? You don't need to hide it from me, do you?" Huang He asked after she calmed down.
After listening to Xiao Lan's description, Huang He frowned slightly.
"In that case, he must be some kind of terrifying being, but he only harms a specific group of people."
"Jin Wuwu said that if he weren't our teammate, he wouldn't have been able to get in. In other words, under normal circumstances, he wouldn't be able to enter the rest area."
“I didn’t hear anything unusual on the third floor last night. Could it be targeting women or injured people?”
"Don't scare me." Xiao Lan instantly turned pale, and the sunlight seemed to turn cold in an instant.
"Don't worry, I'll go ask if we can stay together tonight."
As soon as he finished speaking, his girlfriend's face changed drastically, as if she had seen a ghost.
"Ah He, behind you..."
Huang He turned his head in confusion and was met with a bright and beautiful face.
Hi, good morning to both of you.
These were the other three players they thought might be dead.
A girl wearing an obviously ill-fitting suit jacket, a hoodie boy lazily yawning, and a guy in a white shirt with a tight tie who looks like a domineering CEO.
All three of them were covered in varying degrees of mud...
So, what did they do last night?
Peppa Pig stepping in a mud puddle?
Lu Xingyun squinted, his lazy tone flowing out like the deep sound of a cello.
"If you don't mind, let's go to a restaurant for a meal and share the clues while we're there?"
Faced with three teammates whose identities were unknown, Huang He and his companion followed cautiously behind.
Five minutes later, at the restaurant next to the rest area.
The five people dined using their performance tickets.
Only then did Yuan Qingli notice a small section of the date on the bottom right corner of the performance ticket, where she was holding it in her hand.
She had always assumed that their clearance time was unlimited.
But clearly, she was wrong.
As expected, all merchants are the same – they use the smallest font size for the most important words.
The tickets are valid for three days, which means they must complete the task within three days or they will be declared a failure.
Lu Xingyun didn't sleep well last night. He was half asleep, propping up half his face with his hand, his mouth slightly moving as he bit down on a soy milk straw.
He was smoking it intermittently.
In contrast, Bo Zijin was full of energy. He drank instant coffee and made it seem like he was tasting an expensive wine.
The movements were extremely elegant.
He leaned back in his chair, crossed his legs, and said, "Since we have the same mission, we should share clues and coordinate our plans."
"Please." Huang He nodded slightly.
"The first piece of information that is publicly known is that the circus performs every night from 7:00 PM to 10:00 PM. Absence is not permitted."
"Rule number two: No walking around the park between 11:00 PM and 7:00 AM. In conjunction with the rules of the Sleep Well Rest Area, it is best to stay in your room."
Xiao Lan asked, "You didn't come back last night. Did you encounter any danger?"
Yuan Qingli didn't hide anything and spoke her true feelings: "That's right, I was tortured by that strange thing as a hot pot, barbecue, and oden, and I'm still breathing."
Xiao Lan: W-what?
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