There were fewer clowns in the hall, and the scene of blood splattering had disappeared.
The entire hall has been restored to its normal, clean state.
Lu Xingyun held the sword, his gaze fixed on the blade, completely focused.
"Are you studying materials?" Yuan Qingli approached, waking him up, her beautiful eyes slightly nodding.
"Yes, this sword is very peculiar; it's neither gold, iron, nor ceramic. I'm wondering if I can take it with me."
Lu Xingyun was completely oblivious to the resentful gaze of the clown beside him.
"Then I'll bring one too."
The two men then carried the murder weapon and walked towards the gate.
The idea is good, but some people are unwilling to accept it.
The clown snatched the sword.
The two had no choice but to leave empty-handed.
As Lu Xingyun left the service hall, he finally remembered his original purpose.
"I got separated from Bo Zijin, and I don't know where that directionally challenged girl has gone."
Yuan Qingli took out the old phone she brought from the previous dungeon.
It is 23:15 now.
They have clearly violated the first rule of the Sleep Well Rest Area.
We need to get back quickly.
Otherwise, who knows what might happen.
Lu Xingyun glanced at the phone in her palm, showing no surprise, curiosity, or inquiry.
In this game, everyone has their own secrets and life-saving items.
He won't investigate.
Yuan Qingli gazed into the distance.
"Don't worry, isn't that him in the corner?"
Lu Xingyun saw it too.
The man in the suit, looking around blankly and slightly annoyed, stepped out from the shadowy corner into the light under the lamp.
Bo Zijin stood under the lamp, the dim light magnifying his shadow and casting it on the ground.
Her slender figure and slightly disheveled hair fluttered in the wind, and even her shadow danced lightly.
Lonely and desolate.
The three gathered together. Bo Zijin's expression turned cold. Just as she was about to speak, Yuan Qingli interrupted her.
"We can talk about it when we get back. Let's go back to the rest area first. It's already past eleven."
Abdominal pain and mental tension.
Everything that has happened so far today has drained a lot of her energy.
His exhaustion was palpable.
No one wanted to lie on the bed in the rest area and rest more than she did.
She really wanted to experience what it felt like to sleep well!
Yuan Qingli dragged her weary legs toward the rest area.
Bo Zijin felt a surge of anger stuck in her throat, making it difficult to swallow.
He turned his head and glared at Lu Xingyun.
His eyes held a mixture of anger and resentment.
"I knew I shouldn't have come to see you, you have no sense of direction."
It was rare to see a new emotion appear on Bo Zijin's cold face.
Lu Xingyun found it amusing and didn't bother to refute it.
He quickened his pace and caught up with Yuan Qingli.
With someone who knew the way leading the way, the three of them arrived at the rest area in seven minutes.
The rest area doors, which were open in the afternoon, are now tightly shut.
Like a giant beast lying dormant in the darkness.
Through one of the doors, a dim light could be seen in the hall. A familiar figure could be vaguely seen, holding up her eight slender, long legs.
Its eight legs are in different poses, appearing quite lazy.
Lu Xingyun stepped forward and knocked on the door.
No one responded.
Bo Zijin also walked to the wind chime and rang it.
Despite using both methods simultaneously, the person inside remained completely still. They wouldn't even allow a crack in the door.
"Mr. Jin, this is Yuan Qingli. Are you there? I'm sorry, something came up and we're late."
After a while, Jin Wuwu's voice came from inside.
"Sister Yuan, I'm sorry, I can't open the door for you right now. It's already past eleven o'clock."
Yuan Qingli became suspicious and asked loudly, "Can't you make an exception? Even just opening the door for a second would be fine."
"I really want to open the door for you, but I can't."
Upon closer listening, Jin Wuwu's tone carried a hint of coldness.
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