The third immersive storyline is even shorter.
Cheng Shuang could only hear the old lady's mournful cries, "Granddaughter, granddaughter!" The cries were both heartbreaking and chilling.
Sun Han saw his granddaughter's father, who was lying by the lake covered in blood, staring at him in shock and rage, barely alive.
Du Jun was filled with despair, a devastating despair stemming from watching helplessly as his loved ones died in agony, mixed with a barely perceptible regret, but mostly filled with insane indignation.
The bus was traveling on a wide road. The buildings were becoming less dense, and green mountains and trees could be seen in the distance. All three knew that they were almost at the final stop.
The answer is actually quite obvious.
The reason the minibus was able to pick up the granddaughter was that she mistakenly believed the minibus's owner was an old acquaintance of her father and could take her to see him.
The grandmother couldn't reunite with her granddaughters because they were both dead.
The little granddaughter died by the lake; her father watched helplessly as she died, and soon after, he lost his own life. And the grandmother…
Cheng Shuang sighed, "She died in the van that was abandoned by the lake, so close to her son and granddaughter, yet unable to reunite." Her soul was trapped in the van after death, calling out to her granddaughter, but she never knew that the painful cries outside the van were coming from her granddaughter. The grandmother and granddaughter could never meet again, neither in life nor in death.
The car stopped, and the door opened.
The three of them got off the car unharmed.
Sun Han's expression was complicated. "I thought it was just a simple suspense drama, but who would have thought there would be ghost movie plots later on!"
"Not bad," Du Jun couldn't help but sigh. "This instance doesn't seem too dangerous."
"We can't say that, what if she doesn't answer correctly!" Sun Han shrugged, looked at the little girl who hadn't said a word, and followed her gaze to the bus that turned into the terminal stop.
After the car stopped, two passengers got off and walked through the station like ordinary passersby, brushing past Cheng Shuang and her two companions.
"What's wrong?" Du Jun asked.
"I feel like we've missed something!" Cheng Shuang scratched her cheek and looked at Du Jun and Sun Han. "Are they really just tools?"
"It's hard to say." Sun Han shook his head, clearly also feeling that this dungeon was a bit too easy.
"Wait!" Du Jun suddenly spoke, his cold voice tense. He grabbed the girl's arm tightly, rolled up her sleeve to her elbow, revealing her delicate wrist, where a bluish-gray number '4' appeared.
Sun Han rolled up his sleeves, showing his wrist to the two of them; it was also a '4'.
Finally, the three men and the three fours looked at each other in bewilderment.
“This is a scoring system.” Du Jun, with a toothache on his handsome face, pulled out four 2-yuan tickets and said unsurprisingly, “This dungeon has a total score of 8 points, and we got 4 points. It seems there is a deeper layer of the plot that we haven’t uncovered yet.”
“We were still careless.” Sun Han sighed, took the ticket, flipped it over, and then helplessly read aloud the text that appeared on the back of the ticket: “Officer Lu painstakingly went undercover for five years to catch evidence against a criminal gang. During this time, his wife divorced him due to various misunderstandings, leaving only his elderly mother and seven-year-old daughter at home… Officer Lu carefully planned his steps and finally gained the trust of the mastermind behind the scenes, and found an opportunity to successfully send out the evidence. However, he exposed himself at the last moment, bringing devastating disaster to his family. In order to keep his other subordinates in check and use them to distract the police, the mastermind behind the scenes severely punished those who betrayed him, but secretly disguised himself and fled overnight with his truly trusted second-in-command in the most ordinary means of transportation.”
"So this dungeon not only requires answering questions, but also helping to catch bad guys?" Cheng Shuang stared wide-eyed with difficulty. Was the scheme really that complicated?
"Heh, I'm afraid it's more than that." Sun Han sneered. "I suspect those two passengers were the mastermind and his second-in-command. Luckily, we kept our voices down the whole time we were discussing the plot, otherwise our lives might not have been guaranteed." Who knows if the bad guys in that era had any weapons that were too dangerous.
Cheng Shuang was quite confident in her little bear's fighting skills, but the more confident she was, the more she regretted it. The girl, feeling like she'd missed out on a fortune, pouted, "We almost caught them!"
"Don't think about it anymore." Du Jun patted her head. "Think about what to do next."
"We'll definitely have to be careful," the little girl said, shrugging. "If taking a bus can lead to a dungeon, then will eating, sleeping, and even using the toilet all have related dungeons?"
"Does the new world emerging from the cocoon refer to these dungeons? Have the natives here already gotten used to entering dungeons at any time?" Sun Han guessed, then felt that he was making a fuss over nothing. There are all sorts of bizarre death zones here; he should have gotten used to it by now.
"We can tell just by looking at whether they have numbers on their wrists." Cheng Shuang looked at a small office building at the bus terminal, which was probably where the drivers rested.
"Let's go!" Whether it's a dungeon or something else, we have to try. Sun Han stretched out his sleeve and stuffed it into the little girl's hand, while Du Jun grabbed the little girl's wrist.
Since it's a scoring system, the three of them need to get used to working together, including tackling dungeons together.
At the monthly pass recharge window outside the office building, Du Jun politely knocked on the closed window. After a moment, the window opened, and Du Jun handed over fifty yuan. The other person silently extended their hand...
The boy instantly grabbed the staff member's wrist, quickly rolled up the sleeve to take a look, and saw the blue number: 68.
"What are you doing!" the woman inside the window shouted angrily, desperately trying to pull her arm back.
When Du Jun saw what he wanted to see, he naturally let go. When the other party started cursing and about to rush out, the three of them exchanged a glance and quickly retreated.
As they ran into the Olympic Forest Park and sat on a bench by the roadside, Sun Han, panting, said, "The locals are also participants in the instance; now we need to verify the differences in their scores."
“The ticket seller was very strong.” Du Jun frowned. “I almost couldn’t hold her hand.”
"So the numbers will change her physique?" Cheng Shuang guessed. The little girl sat down next to Sun Han, tired, and raised her eyebrows. "Doesn't that mean they live in a dungeon game world, and they can't escape the dungeon's routines when they go to work or school? An alternative door?" Because they were worried about being overheard, they collectively called the Gate of Reincarnation "the door".
“Not necessarily.” Sun Han looked around. The forest park was filled with birdsong and fragrant flowers, everything seemed normal. “If there were dungeons everywhere, we should be in a forest dungeon right now.”
Du Jun's expression was complicated. "How do you know you're not in a dungeon?"
Sun Han was speechless.
"The frequency won't be that high, will it?" the little girl said optimistically. "Otherwise, it would greatly disrupt the normal lives of the indigenous people."
Du Jun smiled coldly and looked behind the two of them, "Here they come!"
Cheng Shuang turned her head and saw two middle-aged men dressed in scholar's robes rushing over, shouting angrily at them, "Where have you been? Come here right now, the professor is getting impatient!"
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