Chapter 72.
Ning Xuanqing nodded in agreement: "The big guy is right, the best way is to find something weird to try."
Everyone had no objection to this proposal and decided to choose a suitable copy.
Because of Sheila, the five people decided not to do single-player dungeons in the future, but to work together to do multiplayer dungeons so that they could help each other if they encountered danger.
Since you have decided to try out your skills, you should naturally choose a copy related to food.
There are as many survivors stranded in the central square as ever. Because of the Pure Land progress bar on the Heavenly Ranking, everyone is like chicken blood, constantly going to brush the dungeon.
Tang Yu and four other people crowded in front of the electronic screen, looking for a multiplayer copy.
Each copy has a corresponding entry label, which allows participants to judge the general situation in the copy.
There were many people who wanted to participate in the dungeon, and the five of them took a lot of effort to find one that looked suitable.
'C-level multiplayer copy - dinner party in the castle.'
'Instance tags: Buried Secrets, Bloodthirsty Dinner.'
Li Jia kept repeating the dungeon label, then turned to ask his friends: "Do you think this is related to food?"
Tian Xun used his tower-like body to block the shoves of others, and crossed his arms as he analyzed seriously: "A dinner party is pretty much the same. If we don't talk about gourmet food, how can it be related to cooking?"
Tang En was always timid. He hesitated and said, "This is a C-level multiplayer instance. Is it dangerous?"
In comparison, Tang Yu seemed very stubborn. She said, "It doesn't matter. If those weirdos don't want to eat, just force them to eat."
After choosing and choosing, there was no more suitable copy, so Tang Yu directly reached out and clicked on the C-level multiplayer copy.
'Entered C-level multiplayer instance, dinner party in the castle.'
'Instance description: The old castle has welcomed a new heir. This young heir has invited all nearby residents to attend the dinner, from the nobles to the common people. What secrets will be revealed at this unique dinner? Will this invitation for all the guests to have fun become the final judgment of all living beings?'
'Dungeon Mission: Witness the entire bloody dinner and find out the truth.'
The black and white scene in the middle area gradually faded away, and the five people had entered the copy.
In front of you is a luxurious classical manor.
At a glance, neatly arranged farmer's houses are located on the vast farm, with cattle and sheep walking leisurely among them.
The huge and ancient windmill has long lost its original function. It now stands quietly by the river, becoming an embellishment of the manor.
The stone castle with a pointed roof is the most eye-catching feature of the entire manor.
The building with obvious medieval characteristics stands in the center of the manor, like an old and elegant behemoth.
At this time, Tang Yu and four others were standing in front of the ancient castle, dressed in standard servant attire, standing among the crowd, receiving lectures from a white-bearded butler.
"Mr. Edward is the son of Mr. Clarence. He has now inherited this manor, and we must serve Mr. Edward as we served Mr. Clarence. Please put away your arrogance. If I catch any bold guy who dares to disrespect Mr. Edward, I don't mind depriving you of the qualification to continue working in this manor..."
The white-bearded butler walked back and forth among the servants, trying to find out who had any rebellious intentions with a stern and critical look.
The butler had half blond hair that was almost white. He was wearing a very sophisticated black suit. The white shirt underneath was neatly done without a single wrinkle, and he even had an exquisite collar pin on his collar.
It looks like an elegant, old and strict butler.
But its face was filled with a dark blue death aura, with necrotic black blood vessels visible from its skin, and its cloudy eyeballs glanced over stiffly, always giving people a sense of the oppression of death.
Tang Yu subconsciously lowered his eyes and didn't look at it.
She saw that she was wearing a classic black and white servant's dress. The crinoline inside made the hem of the skirt form a fluffy arc, and the delicate lace on the cuffs showed the profound heritage of this manor.
However, standing among a bunch of weird things, she had no time to appreciate those unique costumes.
So far, she has seen more than ten monsters. The butler exudes a strong sense of danger and seems to be a boss-level monster.
The owner of this manor, Mr. Edward, has not shown up until now. If I am not mistaken, he is probably the final boss of this copy.
Fortunately, Tang Yu brought all his props into the copy.
After the rationalization of the copy, her backpack became a cloth bag around her waist, and the scarf became a blood-red shawl draped over her shoulders.
Although this bright red color is very eye-catching and incongruous, Butler Whitebeard did not find it inappropriate at all.
After a ten-minute lecture, the butler asked everyone to stand still according to strict etiquette requirements, ready to welcome the arrival of the owner of the manor.
Tang Yu looked around, and imitated a maid next to him, putting his feet together, straightening his back, and slightly raising his neck.
The men and women in the manor were divided into two teams and lined up in front of the gate, and the butler checked everyone's manners one by one.
Li Jia and Ning Xuanqing stood together. When the old housekeeper walked up to them, the two of them stood at attention more standardly than in a military formation.
After inspecting the women's row, the butler began to inspect the men's row.
There was a dangerous light in its cloudy eyes as it glanced at everyone and then stopped at Tian Xun.
Tian Xun was not wearing a mask, and his face with the characteristics of a northern nomadic people was completely exposed. Under his thick black eyebrows were narrow and long almond-shaped eyes, and his dark red skin made him look quite tough.
Instead of looking elegant and refined, the black tuxedo made him look like a thug in a suit.
Faced with the butler's death gaze at this moment, the thug Tian Xun could only lower his head and close his eyes obediently.
He clenched his fists behind his back, ready to guard against possible danger at any time.
"As the master's personal valet, don't you even know where your position is?" The butler suddenly spoke after staring at Tian Xun for a long time.
Tian Xun looked up in confusion. He didn't know his specific identity in the copy, and he had never studied Western manor culture.
Facing the housekeeper's reprimand, Tian Xun's first thought was that he might be in trouble.
He asked with particular sincerity: "Where do you think I should stand?"
These words seemed to instantly break the fragile peace in the manor. For a moment, all the servants, including the butler, turned to look at Tian Xun.
The dark blue blood vessels on their faces spread out like living things, and the scarlet corners of their mouths quietly cracked, revealing the sinister, non-human fangs inside.
Even the old butler is the same.
It was no longer as graceful as before, and a gurgling sound came from its throat, like a wild beast about to eat.
Tian Xun narrowed his eyes slightly, and the feeling of being locked in the threat of death made him instinctively tense his muscles.
Tian Xun realized that maybe he had said something wrong just now.
He was about to start fighting subconsciously, but Tang En, who was standing beside him, suddenly pulled him gently and reminded him in a low voice: "You should stand at the front of the line, go!"
Tian Xun hesitated for only a brief moment, then did as Tang En said. He walked a few steps to the first place in the men's line and stood still.
Almost at the same time Tian Xun stood up, the servants who were about to be transformed quickly returned to their original state.
They were neatly dressed, their faces were as pale as death, and their expressions were stiff and wooden.
The butler put away that dangerous gaze, snorted softly from his nose, and warned: "Don't do anything that is not in line with your status again. This is the last time!"
As it said this, it began to examine the others.
Seeing that the crisis was resolved, Tian Xun quietly cast an appreciative look at Tang En who was standing at the end, and then immediately stood up when the butler looked at him again.
The five people standing in the crowd exchanged glances with each other, and several of them understood each other tacitly.
What happened before was a close call. Based on experience, the first dead end of this C-level multiplayer copy appeared.
As the old butler said: Don’t do things that are not in line with your status!
In simple terms, never go ooc.
They want to explore the truth of the castle dinner, but they must strictly follow the rules of the manor. If they are found to have violated the rules, they will definitely be hunted down by this strange group of people.
Just then, a carriage slowly drove over, marking the arrival of the owner of the manor.
Tang Yu looked at the carriage through the crowd, and her eyelids twitched.
If she saw it correctly, the two horses pulling the quaint and luxurious carriage had clearly been dead for a long time.
In strange dungeons, death is not a rare thing.
However, the flesh and blood of the two horses had already rotted away, and their white skeletons were exposed under the smelly and black rotten meat.
The horse raised its hooves and galloped over, and red and black sticky flesh and blood fell to the ground, making a slight clattering sound.
A breeze blew by, bringing with it a sickening stench.
Such a scene is really a bit irritating.
Tang Yu could still bear it with a slight frown, but Li Jia and the other three had already started dry heaving.
They didn't dare to make too much noise for fear of attracting the attention of this group of weirdos, so they could only bite their lips hard and try to look away.
What kind of monster is sitting in that car?
Fortunately, the butler and servants did not notice the abnormality of the few people. Their cloudy gray eyes were fixed on the carriage, and their whole bodies revealed a sense of humility and respect.
And in their eyes, there didn't seem to be anything wrong with the carriage that seemed to have come from hell.
Weird copies are all illogical, and Tang Yu can only use this reason to explain everything.
Soon, they met Mr. Edward mentioned by the butler.
Completely different from what was imagined, when the owner of the castle appeared in front of everyone, he did not reveal the aura and oppressive power of the ultimate boss of the dungeon.
It looks like a handsome young man with a Western face, wearing a sophisticated suit and a half-high silk hat.
When Edward got off the carriage, he slowly took off his hat, revealing a head of chestnut curly hair, and his pale but handsome face had a perfect smile.
The butler and a group of servants paid tribute to the owner of the manor. Tang Yu got some basic information from their conversation.
This manor was the property of Edward's father, Lord Clarence. After Clarence's death, Edward inherited the entire manor and the servants in the manor.
Today, Edward moved here from another place and officially moved into the manor.
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