Chapter 49 X-level copy 2
The old man said this to them with a smile, and at the same time, people clapping around the campfire came into view. They were the people who had disappeared in the copy before, including Ye Xiaohua. But after careful observation, he found that something was wrong.
Next to the campfire, the missing psychics and the indigenous people were seen wearing red cloth strips on their heads. There were rich foods placed beside them. It was snowing, but there were flowers blooming on the ground. It looked like they were celebrating a feast.
However, the psychics here were in extremely bad condition, and several of them were shaking as if they were about to cry at any time.
In short, the analysis ends here. When they were about three steps away from them, someone sitting at the twelve o'clock position of the campfire finally noticed them.
Ye Xiaohua immediately called out: "Is that Sister Ye?"
Hearing this, Ye Xiaoxuan nodded and responded immediately, but the others did not react. It seemed that Ye Xiaohua's supernatural power had been activated, she thought.
"Are you here to save us?" Just like that, after a while, the female psychic next to Ye Xiaohua finally noticed their presence and spoke tremblingly.
No, actually I was also caught in the copy, Ye Xiaoxuan wanted to say.
However, if she said this at the beginning, the atmosphere would definitely become very tense, so she decided to start with a normal greeting.
"Hello," However, before she could ask them what was going on, at this moment, a person suddenly broke into her field of vision. It was the old man who had invited her here before.
"Wow, there are new friends here. Come sit here and join us in the festival celebration!"
Hearing the old man's voice, Ye Xiaoxuan held her breath immediately. Ye Xiaocao in her mind seemed to say something to her.
From a long time ago, Ye Xiaoxuan was not the type of person who liked puzzle games. She didn't like it, nor was she good at it. Unfortunately, Ye Xiaohua wasn't the same either. These two people were now trapped together in a puzzle-themed dungeon.
Fortunately, Ye Xiaocao likes it. This is strange for a magical creature, but it is indeed true.
And just now, she got the basic information of this copy from Ye Xiaocao.
This is a copy that aims to capture human emotions. If we give it a straightforward name, it should be called the plot gate.
If you want to pass this copy, you can only do it through the plot. Compared with other copies, this is obviously more like a game, Ye Xiaoxuan thought.
And now, the guide NPC of this copy is greeting her warmly.
"Dear travelers from afar! Come and join us in celebrating this festival!"
At this moment, he repeated it again.
When she came to her senses, several indigenous people had gathered around Ye Xiaoxuan.
"We are having a festival and you are invited to participate. Do you want to come?"
The child next to the old man was now enthusiastically inviting her to join their festival.
However, before Ye Xiaoxuan could react, the people around her immediately shouted in fear when they heard this:
"Sit down immediately and be sure to agree to them!"
She was immediately startled.
only……
By the way, why do these people with special abilities look so scary?
First of all, we need to figure out what caused the current situation.
Ye Xiaoxuan tilted her head and walked to Ye Xiaohua, then found an empty space next to him and sat down, and asked:
"What happened during this time? Why are you all so frightened?"
Um……
Ye Xiaohua seemed to recall some horrible experience. After waiting for a moment and organizing his words, he began to tell what he had experienced.
"We came here from the D-level copy. Before you, Sister Ye, came, someone had died here."
In the end, he chose to use this sentence as his opening statement.
"The first victim was a friend I met not long ago. When he first came in, he thought the approaching villagers were the dungeon boss and attacked them preemptively."
Ye Xiaohua swallowed her saliva, and Ye Xiaoxuan asked back:
“What was the outcome? Did the villagers fight back?” she asked.
"Fight back? Not just a fight back." Ye Xiaohua shook her head and continued, "Although these villagers look kind, they will completely change once they are hurt."
Ye Xiaohua recalled the fear she felt at that time, and cold sweat subconsciously seeped out of her forehead.
"If you turn their faces over, you'll find three layers of teeth hidden inside. They'll use these teeth to swallow your head in one gulp. In short, it's best not to mess with these villagers."
Ye Xiaohua's voice was still trembling. He hesitated for a moment, then continued:
"Then there's the second victim. How did she show up? Like us, she's also a newbie who recently came to the Borderland."
"At that time, the first person had died, but even if someone died, we couldn't stop the work at hand. The investigation team later continued to search for the missing persons in the maze. At that time, the surrounding villagers were still dancing happily. Fortunately, several people involved in the analysis were found soon. But problems began to arise from then on. No, it is not accurate to say this."
Speaking of this, Ye Xiaohua shook his head and should have said, "Since then, we have finally realized the problem of the copy."
"What's the problem?" Ye Xiaoxuan asked.
"No matter how hard we look, we can't find the exit of the copy. Just like we concluded before, the entrance to this copy is a one-way street." "Haha," warm and enthusiastic laughter sounded around Ye Xiaoxuan accompanied by the villagers beside the campfire. Although their appearance was very simple, the psychics surrounding the campfire all had extremely stiff expressions at this moment.
Then, Ye Xiaohua paused and continued:
"So, about nine hours after we entered the maze, the villagers suddenly proposed to celebrate a festival. 'We are going to hold a festival, and you are invited. Would you like to sit down with us?' They said this at the time, just like what you just heard, Sister Ye. They invited us to participate in the festival. Then, the game began."
game?
As if sensing her doubts, Ye Xiaohua continued, "We had no better choice at the time, so we accepted their invitation. Then, something unexpected happened. During the festival, they proposed to play a game similar to the handkerchief-dropping game, except that this time they dropped sheep hoof bones instead of handkerchiefs. Then, according to the rules of the handkerchief-dropping game, the game had a winner and a loser, and the loser had to be punished."
"We were careless." He said, "At the beginning, although we were very nervous about the game, it was not life-threatening. This laxity soon led to failure, and the villagers tore off the head of a mutant, the second mutant."
"This punishment is beyond our imagination. It's just a loss in a game but the price is life. But this is not the most horrifying thing. The most horrifying thing is the third victim."
The villagers laughed shrilly, and Ye Xiaohua's voice was interrupted by them, "The festival in this village did not end overnight, so the festival started again early the next morning."
"'I, I don't want to go. No.' It was a non-combat analyst. He was terrified by what he had experienced the night before and was adamant that he would never go to the festival again, and then..."
"Wait a minute," Ye Xiaoxuan interrupted him before he could finish his words. She turned around and asked, "Let me ask you, how many people have died from the beginning to now?"
Although she didn't understand why she asked that, Ye Xiaohua still answered: "Three...three."
Three...
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