The meaning of the invitation is translated into the common language as follows:

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I'm glad you were able to read this invitation and prove that you're not a promiscuity.

Head to 13 Lanken Belle Street, where a test awaits you.

If you pass, you will be my assistant, and I will pay you accordingly, quite handsomely, if you can't pass it...... You will regret leaving.

Remember, you're not the only person I've invited who is qualified to be my assistant.

You have a lot of competitors.

Psychic: Ni Carlet

Er997.9.22

"Test? Competitor? ”

"Inform everything in advance and let competitors watch out for each other!"

"Are you nervous before you start?"

Qin Ran guessed the intentions of the 'psychic' Ni Kailei.

Obviously, the so-called 'test' began when he saw the invitation.

Qin Ran glanced at the main quest [Three Months as a Psychic Assistant] and couldn't help but shrug his shoulders.

The situation in front of him was clear, if he couldn't even be an assistant to the 'psychic' Nikelle, let alone an assistant for three months.

The main quest is naturally considered a failure.

And this test, calculated by the difficulty of the second dungeon, should not be very difficult.

For this reason, Qin Ran is glad that the difficulty setting of the special dungeon is 'the number of times a player clears when a player obtains a special dungeon' instead of 'the current difficulty when a player obtains a special dungeon'!

If it was the latter, Qin Ran guessed that the main quest would change.

It's definitely not the so-called [three months as a psychic assistant], but a more definite and designated event related to the 'psychic' Nikele.

The difficulty is naturally a straight line up.

However, even if the task in front of him would not be difficult, Qin Ran would not be careless.

The story of the capsized boat in the gutter, Qin Ran had heard enough.

He definitely doesn't want to be the protagonist of the story himself.

What's more, Qin Ran would definitely not be satisfied with just completing the main quest.

Call!

Taking a deep breath, Qin Ran began to look at the two-story building in front of him and the surrounding environment.

The first thing that catches your eye is the two closed ones. A gate made up of a single sheet of iron.

The original black paint on the gate has been mottled after the baptism of time and wind and rain.

When the vermilion rust is intertwined with the remnants of black paint, it looks like a puddle of coagulated blood clots, making anyone who sees it subconsciously deflect their gaze.

On the right side of the gate is the owner of the door with the same rusty door number.

13 Rankenbay Street!

The vague but still legible handwriting told Qin Ran that this was the place where he was going to be 'tested'.

However, Qin Ran did not enter immediately.

His previous experience with dungeons told him that every time he entered the starting location of a dungeon world, there would be some items or people that could help the player.

Perhaps this help will disappear as the number of quests increases and the difficulty changes.

But under the premise of the difficulty of the second dungeon, it is inevitable.

And 13 Lancoln Bale Street in front of you is certainly not a 'test' place.

So......

Qin Ran's gaze looked into the distance.

On the other side of this street. A notice board appeared in Qin Ran's line of sight.

Qin Ran walked towards the notice board.

The bulletin board in front of him was not much different from the bulletin board that Qin Ran knew.

Remove the change from electronic to paper.

13 Rankenberry Street, full of accidents! 》

13 Rankenberry Street! 》

13 Rancoln Belle Street, Ghost-haunted! 》

"The 'Daredevil' Who Was Scared Away! 》

Be careful! The ghosts of 13 Rankenberry Street are starting to devour people! 》

……

The notice board was plastered with news about 13 Rankenberry Street, all of which were clipped from newspapers.

There are a total of five reports.

According to the date, the earliest is Er996.7.12, and the most recent is Er997.8.21.

The first two of the five reports were that the owner of the house became extremely unlucky as soon as he moved into 13 Lancoln Belle Street, and there were various accidents.

From the third onwards, there were special incidents.

The fourth is a report of a person who doesn't believe in ghosts who deliberately moved into 13 Rankenberry Street, only to be scared away just one day later.

And there was a homicide in the fifth report!

A drunkard must have strayed into 13 Rankenberry Street and was found hanging from the iron door the next day.

Qin Ran focused on the fifth report, which was completely different from the other four reports.

Sadly, except for the fact that the drunkard was hanged from the gate of 13 Rankenberry Street. The whole article is full of speculation, without any direct or substantive evidence.

"Solve the events in front of you as a test?"

Qin Ran squinted slightly, and his gaze looked at the two-story building.

Under the sun. Shaded by trees, 13 Rankenberry Street is a quiet place to be, and if it weren't for the fact that the door spoils the overall atmosphere, it's definitely a pretty good place to go in the hot sun.

"Wait!"

"The gate?!"

Qin Ran turned around abruptly and looked at the fifth report again. After looking at it from beginning to end, Qin Ran walked briskly towards the gate of No. 13 Rankenberry Street.

After a while, Qin Ran, who had observed carefully, raised his eyebrows.

He found something interesting.

But. There is one thing that needs to be confirmed.

Without delay, Qin Ran left Lanken Belle Street with a quick pace.

……

In the evening, Qin Ran returned to 13 Lanken Belle Street again.

The streets, which seemed quiet at noon, were completely covered in darkness at this time, and the surrounding street lamps seemed to be completely useless.

And, unlike before he left.

At this time, the iron gate of No. 13 Rankenberry Street had been opened, and Qin Ran, who was standing outside, could clearly see the lights in the room through the window.

It's not an electric light, it's a candle flame.

In the dark night, a little candle flame not only does not bring people the sense of light they deserve, on the contrary, it makes the surroundings more and more dark.

Especially when the light flickered and dimmed as the candle flame flickered, and the trees twisted and changed under the imprint, like demons and monsters showing their teeth and claws.

The trees that bring coolness and comfort to people at noon will only make people feel frightened and chill at this time.

However, Qin Ran simply ignored these.

He walked through the door and the gravel hallway in front of him, stepped up the steps, and knocked on the door in front of him.

Knock, knock!

A rhythmic knock on the door was heard far away in the night.

The next moment, a slightly heavy footstep appeared in Qin Ran's ears.

Squeak!

In the friction sound of the door shaft and door frame that made people feel tooth soreness, the door slowly opened.

A face, in the candlelight, looming.

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