【Welcome to the other world. 】
A cold mechanical sound brought Wen Qing back to consciousness. He looked up blankly and opened his mouth to say something, but a cold wind suddenly blew into his airway.
Wen Qing coughed twice and saw a large advertising word made of steel support frames and metal not far away - Other Building.
This name... sounds very unlucky.
Wen Qing looked away, his heart beating rapidly.
A minute ago, he was still in the dormitory, preparing to deliver toilet paper to the dormitory head in the bathroom. When he opened the door, he came to this strange rooftop.
I wonder if the dormitory head has received the paper now...
Wen Qing rubbed his arms and walked towards the fire escape directly in front of him.
The white door was closed tightly. Wen Qing tried pushing it, but it didn't move, as if it was locked.
"Anyone there?"
No.
No one.
There was no sun or moon in the sky, only thick, gloomy fog lingering around the building, as if there was only such a place in the world.
Wen Qing approached the guardrail carefully and looked down.
There was still white fog, bottomless.
Just with this one glance, Wen Qing's hands and feet went weak.
He is afraid of heights, not only heights, but also ghosts, but he is the type of person who is both novice and playful.
Even though he is afraid of heights, he still likes to look down from tall buildings. Even though he is afraid of ghosts, he still insists on dragging his roommate to watch horror movies with him.
[There are still twenty minutes until the dungeon channel opens, players present please be prepared. ]
The mechanical sound sounded again.
Wen Qing heard it clearly, and a chill seeped up from the soles of his feet.
He has read infinite flow novels and watched TV dramas, and knows what players and copies represent.
It means he might be dying.
Wen Qing is very self-aware and knows that a loser like him who can't carry anything and has an average IQ has a low survival rate.
The school just distributed scholarships yesterday.
He still had half a bag of potato chips left.
The part-time tutor's salary has not been paid to him yet...
Wen Qing thought about it for a while and tried to hold back her tears.
He couldn't just sit there and wait for death.
Wen Qing mustered up his courage, looked into the air and asked stutteringly: "System, can I not play games?"
The mechanical voice just now did not speak, but a sneer was heard behind him.
Wen Qing was startled and turned around to see three men, who were so handsome that they looked like non-humans.
They seemed to be carefully carved out, with no flaws in their facial features, different types of good looks, and each one was at least 1.9 meters tall. In comparison, the clothes they wore looked particularly ordinary, making their existence close to humans.
One was wearing a red No. 23 basketball jersey, one was wearing a shirt and trousers, and the other was wearing a loose white bathrobe and wooden clogs.
For some reason, Wen Qing felt that the way they looked at him was a little strange, as if they were looking at a puppy or kitten on the street.
Wen Qing's first reaction was that his teammates had arrived, so he took the initiative to greet them: "Hello, you guys."
The man in the bathrobe laughed, and the sound was exactly the same as the sneer just now.
He leaned lazily against the guardrail, crossed his legs, and glanced at Mu Ran with narrow eyes: "Who are you?"
This teammate is a bit rude.
Wen Qing silently complained in his heart and whispered: "I am a human."
As soon as he finished speaking, the three of them looked at him even more strangely.
"Human?"
The man in the bathrobe raised his eyebrows, with an expression as if he had discovered something extraordinary.
He blew a short whistle towards the basketball uniform and said lightly, "This is a human being."
This is strange.
What does it mean that this is a human being?
Wen Qing's eyelids twitched, and he took a small step back, looking at the three people warily: "What about you?"
He straightened his back, trying to make himself look tougher. As soon as he opened his mouth, he stuttered nervously: "Aren't you, aren't you human?"
The man in the bathrobe chuckled softly and slowly walked towards Wen Qing.
Wen Qing wanted to step back, but when he thought of the three ghosts here, his legs became uncontrollable and so weak that he could only stand with difficulty.
The man in the bathrobe walked up to Wen Qing, lowered his eyes, and his eyes were filled with evil amusement.
"Have you ever seen a human as good-looking as me?"
As he spoke, he raised his hand casually, and his fingertips seemed to accidentally scrape across Wen Qing's wrist.
It was freezing cold. Even though his hand had moved away, Wen Qing could still feel the cold air coming from him, which was colder than the freezer of a refrigerator.
A body temperature that is impossible for humans to possess.
Really, really not a human?
Is he going to give up his first blood before he even enters the dungeon?
Wen Qing's face instantly lost its color, his lips trembled slightly, and tears welled up in his eyes.
This appearance made the man in the bathrobe slightly stunned. It was the first time he had seen such a timid human being.
Afraid of him...
He is timid and has a small face, not even as big as his palm.
He lowered his eyes and glanced at Wen Qing.
The wind on the rooftop was very strong. Wen Qing was wearing a loose white T-shirt with the corners of his shirt flying backwards, revealing a part of his fair waist, making him look even thinner and more pitiful.
The man in the bathrobe sighed and was about to speak when the man in the red basketball uniform suddenly spoke:
"That's enough..."
The last few words were a string of strange syllables, and Wen Qing didn't hear them clearly.
He guessed it was the bathrobe man's name because the bathrobe man tilted his head to look at the basketball uniform and shrugged.
[There are still ten minutes until the dungeon channel opens, all players present please be prepared. ]
"Player? What player?"
"Where is this place?"
"What, what's going on?"
"Who are you?"
…………
There was a sudden noisy sound from the other end of the rooftop.
Wen Qing glanced at them out of the corner of his eye. They were a few young people, both men and women, and they all looked normal.
At least it's more normal than these three things that we don't know whether they are human or ghost.
Wen Qing took a deep breath, turned around and ran to the young people.
His legs were a little weak and someone caught him just before he fell.
"Are you okay?"
"It's okay, thank you." Wen breathed lightly and smiled at the boy who helped.
The boy has a baby face, and he looks sunny and cute when he smiles: "You're welcome."
"My name is Zhou Zhou."
Wen Qing sniffed and whispered, "My name is Wen Qing."
Zhou Zhou looked at his red eyes, then glanced at the three men not far away and asked, "Do you know where this place is?"
Wen Qing shook his head and told the truth: "I don't know. I was in the dormitory and came here as soon as I opened the door."
"Me too," Zhou Zhou sighed and said, "I was playing games at home, and when I opened the door to get takeout, I suddenly came here."
Looking at the faint smile on his face, Wen Qing couldn't help but think that this guy had a really good attitude and could even laugh now.
He tried very hard not to cry.
A girl with a ponytail and a schoolbag raised her hand and said, "I was getting off the bus. There was nothing unusual before, but I ended up here for no apparent reason."
Everyone talked about their experiences one by one. Excluding Wen Qing, there were six people in total.
There were two boys and four girls, all around twenty years old. The youngest girl had just reached adulthood, had graduated from high school and had not yet gone to college. All of them were brought here when they got married.
After everyone finished talking, Zhou Zhou glanced at the man in the bathrobe and others and asked, "Wen Qing, do you know those three people?"
Wen Qing quickly shook his head: "I don't know him."
"They also suddenly appeared here, and he, they are very strange..."
After saying that, Wen Qing raised his eyes cautiously and looked at the man in the bathrobe.
The three of them stood in a corner respectively, without any expression of confusion or worry on their faces, as if they were accustomed to the current situation.
Wen Qing had just looked for a second when the man in the bathrobe looked over, and he was so scared that he quickly moved closer to Zhou Zhou.
"Will they be old players?" Zhou Zhou asked.
Everyone's eyes were focused on Zhou Zhou.
Zhou Zhou smiled and explained to everyone: "The voice just now said that all the players present should be ready, so these three people should also be players."
"The seven of us are newcomers, and the three of them seem familiar with this situation, so I guess they may be old players who have experienced some things."
Hearing this, everyone nodded.
"It seems so."
"How about going over and asking?"
Wen Qing opened his mouth, wanting to say that the man in the bathrobe should not be a veteran player.
If you are an old player, you probably won't ask what he is when you see him...
Before he could open his mouth, Zhou Zhou and others had already walked up to the man in the bathrobe.
[The copy channel has been opened, all players are requested to go to the game. ]
With a click, the white door that was tightly closed in the fire escape suddenly opened.
It was pitch black behind the door, without any light at all.
Everyone looked at the door, and no one dared to approach it.
"Do you want to go in?"
[The dungeon channel has been opened. Please do not linger. Hurry up! ]
"What will happen if we don't go in?" Zhou Zhou asked.
The system has no explanation.
Wen Qing stood in the middle of the crowd, staring nervously at the darkness behind the door.
"If you don't go in, you will die."
A low, hoarse voice suddenly sounded in his ears, and Wen Qing shuddered with fright.
The familiar sneer sounded again.
The man in the bathrobe seemed very satisfied with his reaction. He curled his lips and walked into the room. Then the man in the basketball jersey and white shirt also walked in.
The remaining seven people looked at each other, hesitating.
"Is it true that I will die?" a girl asked.
Zhou Zhou shook his head: "I don't know."
"Let's go in too."
Their sudden appearance here was already a supernatural thing, and no one dared to bet their lives as they walked into the white gate one by one.
Wen Qing didn't dare to blink when he walked through the door.
He opened his eyes wide and stared at the murderous darkness behind the door.
Once you step through the door, the world changes.
This is still the living room of a villa.
The living room was very spacious, with no furniture such as sofas or televisions. There was only a long marble table in the center, with a few ash chairs. On the wall behind the table hung a huge clock, with the second hand ticking away, telling the time.
[Looking for friends
Find a good friend
Salute and shake hands
You are my good friend. 】
The cold mechanical voice suddenly started singing a nursery rhyme. It was very strange, like the prelude to the appearance of ghosts in a horror movie, singing the most terrifying words in the cutest tune.
Wen Qing's lips turned pale with fright, and her nails scratched her palms unconsciously.
[All players have entered the game, and the God-level dungeon is officially open. ]
【There is a guide among you. 】
[Only the guide can open the gate of the villa. Please find the guide and leave the villa with him. ]
[Every night at 9 o'clock, all players vote, and the player with the most votes needs to open the door of the villa to confirm whether he is the guide. ]
[If you vote wrong or all players give up, a guide will be provided. 】
The rules are a bit like Werewolf, and you can vote once a day. It sounds very player-friendly, and you can provide clues if you can't find the answer.
Wen Qing breathed a sigh of relief and thought that perhaps the first level for newbies was relatively simple.
[Identity badges are now being issued.]
[Players please carefully save your ID card. 】
As soon as he finished speaking, a few lines of words appeared in front of Wen Qing.
Name: Wen Qing
Identity: Ordinary human
Age: 20
Specialty: Timid
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Wen Qing: ???
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