The person who started to complain was silenced by others.
The next second, the man with tattoos felt his hairs stand on end and his scalp explode. He swung the long knife in his hand with his sixth sense, and found that it hit a metal-like object, which sent out bursts of sparks.
It was with this attack that he saw clearly what had been attacking them.
It was a monster with a dark green body, scales on its body, and a texture a bit like wood. It was lying in the jungle, staring at them hungrily. Its pupils were also green vertical pupils, and its body color completely blended in with the trees. No wonder they had been searching for so long without even finding its shadow.
The weapon that the monster used to attack the man with tattoos was its hand. Its hand was a bit like a retractable tree trunk covered with scales.
After being hit by the long knife, it let out a shrill laugh. The counterattack of the man with tattoos completely enraged it.
It made a strange sound, and then the sparse sounds in the jungle became more and more. The grass in the man with the flower arms' vision seemed to be blown by the wind, and waves were rolling up.
The man with the tattoo didn't dare to stay any longer, "Hurry up! It's calling for its companions!"
In the end, the few people paid the price of five lives before they finally returned to the village. The moment they stepped into the village, the group of monsters outside disappeared into the grass again.
Several people looked at the monster that they dared not chase in, panting, with lingering fear.
They were afraid that the noise would wake up the villagers and cause another accident, so they returned to their residence quietly.
"The bodies of those five people can't be retrieved. They've probably been eaten by those monsters." The man with tattoos had a dull voice.
We didn't get any information and lost 5 people for no reason. No one would be happy.
"There's nothing outside that village except a barrier. Did that person know there were monsters there and deliberately trick us into going there? Those monsters are ridiculously strong! Our weapons are all made from materials obtained from killing monsters in other high-level dungeon worlds, and yet we can't even break their leather armor!"
"I also think that person deliberately tricked us into going there, damn!"
The four people who joined them temporarily were all killed by the monster. They didn't feel anything for those people. They didn't care whether they were dead or alive, but they felt a little sad that their team members didn't escape.
"I originally wanted to go to the ancestral hall after visiting the outside of the village, but now there are only a few of us. Should we still go to the ancestral hall?"
Someone with a bad temper said on the spot, "Why are we still going? We may be fine, but we are all injured. If we go now, won't we be sending food away?"
Indeed, judging from the dangerousness of the monsters outside the village, the ancestral hall is definitely not a good place to go.
"The mission in this dungeon world is to survive or kill the boss. If you survive, you only need to survive for 5 days. However, there are only 20,000 points per person. Plus, we each spent 10,000 points, so we can only earn 10,000 points after leaving. Now our healing points are more than 10,000. This mission is a big loss!"
The tattooed man stopped everyone from complaining. "Alright, stop saying these things have already happened. For people like us, isn't life and death a common occurrence? This dungeon world is already very special, and you still think you can conquer it in one go?"
His words woke the others up. When they first came here, they just thought about conquering the place if they could, and if they couldn't, they would just collect more information and come back next time.
"Captain, what should we do now? We originally had 10 people, and now we're down 5. The villagers will definitely notice."
The tattooed man was also injured, and his tone was a little low. "It's okay. When the time comes, we can just find an excuse and say they left early."
He paused, glanced at the remaining team members, and said, "We still have to go to the ancestral hall, but let's wait until tomorrow. Everyone has worked hard today, so let's rest."
In fact, An Jingzhi already knew about it as soon as they left the village.
Then he secretly watched this group of people from behind. They looked very embarrassed by the monsters outside, and 5 players died.
After he became the boss, he also had a better understanding of the monsters in the barrier outside.
The monsters outside are guarding the border of the dungeon and are very powerful. Any player who stays at the border of the dungeon for too long and tries to run out of the border will be attacked by these monsters.
He guessed that their copy world was pulled in from the entire village in the real world, so it was quite special, and there were monsters guarding the border.
They are very powerful, but An Jingzhi can feel that it is not difficult for him to deal with these things.
After watching a great show, An Jingzhi went home in a good mood and continued to sleep.
It was very dangerous at night, so this group of players thought of asking more during the day. Seeing that there were only five of them, the villagers had already known what they did last night from An Jingzhi.
But I still followed the procedure and asked a few questions. Otherwise, wouldn’t it seem like they were weird?
As expected, the players came up with the excuse they had prepared from the beginning, and the villagers didn't ask any further questions. As they listened to the players' indirect inquiries about An Jingzhi, information about the outside world and the ancestral hall, they brushed it off, not bothering to say anything to the players at all.
The villagers didn't like to talk to the player. Besides the player's ill intentions, they were also really bad at talking. They weren't as talkative as the fat man from last time. Thinking of this, the aunts and old ladies sitting at the entrance of the village began to miss the fat man from last time.
After inquiring for a whole day and getting no news, these players returned to their residence somewhat discouraged.
"Why don't these NPCs tell us anything? They're treating us like thieves."
"I originally thought they would ask why those five people left first and why we didn't follow them. But they didn't even ask, and the questions they did ask seemed perfunctory."
"It's worthy of being an upgrade dungeon. There have been cases of primary dungeons being upgraded to intermediate levels before, but this is the first time I've seen a dungeon with small monsters upgraded directly from a primary level to a high level. They are all unique in the entire Infinite World, so it's normal for these NPCs to be a bit special."
As night falls, the player plans to go to the ancestral hall.
This time they were more careful. Everyone was carrying weapons and speed-increasing props in their hands, thinking that even if they couldn't win, they could at least run faster.
As soon as they stepped into the ancestral hall, they felt a chill that chilled them to the bone.
That kind of coldness was a chill that targeted the soul, and the players couldn't help rubbing their arms.
"It's too cold. It feels so different from the temperature outside. Isn't it still summer?"
"There must be something strange about this ancestral hall!"
"Do I need to tell you that?"
Everyone saw that there were many tablets placed right above the ancestral hall. The skylight right above the tablets was open, and the moonlight shining on these tablets made them look even colder and more eerie.
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