Chapter 13: A New Dungeon Begins

"You promised not to kill me, can you let me go now?" The old guy wiped the cold sweat from his head and asked cautiously tentatively. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Hmm." Mo Fan nodded indifferently.

A hint of ecstasy flashed in the old guy's eyes, he was now a fish to be slaughtered on the nail board, no matter whether the other party was trustworthy or not, he had no choice.

If it were him, it would be impossible to talk about this credit, but he didn't expect the other party to really let him go, which he never expected.

However, he was obviously happy too soon, and before he could get up with difficulty, a flying knife pierced his mind, and a blood hole the size of a ping-pong ball pierced his entire skull!

"You're too empathetic, aren't you?" Mo Fan was surprised.

"I'll just think you're complimenting me." The corners of Muzi's eyes twitched slightly, and he said as if he was comforting himself.

"You know what I'm going to say next, right?" Mo Fan skimmed the few corpses on the ground and said with a smile.

"Hmm." Muzi responded extremely reluctantly, and could only comfort herself in the bottom of her heart, this is what she owes the other party.

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After spending a few days peacefully, I don't know when the next copy will be opened, Mo Fan is at home all day, either playing games or writing, but he is at ease.

Since the last time, he hasn't called Muzi to cook for him, mainly because he is too kind and kind, and he doesn't really want to harm the other party.

It was that Yang Yue, who came to him twice in three days, but he pretended that there was no one in the house, and then he was annoyed, so Mo Fan simply told the other party by phone, saying that he had left the city and wandered everywhere.

As for Chen Qiwu, his business is very busy, and he has to come to him for a long time to go out and rub it, and now no one bothers him anymore.

Life is calm again, the same as before, but unfortunately even the dog who can chat with him is no longer by his side.

These days, Mo Fan has actually been thinking about a question, that is, will his current calamity physique have an effect in the game?

If he is very close to a player in the game, will this player encounter any calamity, in fact, what Mo Fan cares about the most is that this player is really affected by his calamity physique.

Will you encounter all kinds of disasters in the game, or will you encounter all kinds of disasters in reality, or will you encounter all kinds of disasters in the game in reality?

Of course, he hasn't found anyone to experiment with, and he only has a few friends on his account, thinking about whether to harm one of them, or other players who are not familiar with it now?

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"Hint: You've selected a team quest and it's being matched, please wait!"

"Hint: The match is successful, the number of random matches this time is - 12 people!"

"Tip: The quest is being randomly generated, please ...... later"

"Tip: The replica has been generated and is being loaded......

In the blink of an eye, Kung Fu was already in the dark void, and with the cold opening remarks, the opening CG immediately appeared in front of Mo Fan's eyes.

"In every school, there are a lot of horrific ghost stories, and the boys' dormitory is the main place where these ghost stories take place, as for the authenticity, there is no way to know, but today, you can experience it for yourself!"

Under the cover of night, a slightly old seven-story dormitory building stands lonely, and under the faint moonlight, the closed windows are like the eyes of a wide demon.

"One night, as an ordinary high school junior, you were unexpectedly awakened by a nightmare, and you were about to get up to go to the toilet, but you made a strange discovery......"

His body fell suddenly, Mo Fan trembled, and found that he had entered the dungeon, and at this time, he was lying on a rather narrow bed.

The darkness told him that it was night, and the faint moonlight from the window on the side was reflecting, and he could barely see.

Feeling the condition of his body, Mo Fan's brows moved slightly, and he opened the familiar panel, and sure enough, his body became an ordinary person again, and the storage space could not be used, just like the single copy last time.

This game has been played for so long, he has never experienced any strange copies, and now this is just a drizzle, and the only thing that surprises him is the mission.

Main Quest: None yet! (You need to find the trigger by yourself)

Side Quests: Not yet! (You need to find the trigger by yourself)

This kind of not having a single task, but for the first time, in the usual dungeons, no matter what, the player has to be given a task, which is equivalent to giving the player a goal, so as not to run around like a headless fly, which greatly reduces the difficulty.

It's good now, if you don't give a single task, all the players in the dungeon will become headless flies, and you can only rely on your own groping to find it, and the difficulty has undoubtedly increased a lot.

The main quest is not given immediately, in fact, I am afraid there is another hidden meaning, that is, the players in the dungeon may find different main quests through exploration.

Instead of the usual team dungeons, all the players in the dungeon are on the same main quest, seemingly cooperative, but in fact there is a faint competitive relationship.

This is also the root cause of many players in team quests not cooperating with each other, and it seems that this quest should promote teamwork.

No matter how strong the player is, in this dungeon, they all become weak civilians, encountering some supernatural monsters, there is no ability to resist at all, only teamwork can improve the probability of completing the task.

The quilt on the body is very thin, and the bottom is also a layer of mats, which seems to be in summer.

In summer, it stands to reason that even at this point in time, the temperature may not be much lower, but Mo Fan felt a faint chill in his body, as if an air conditioner was turned on somewhere.

After looking around, I found that this was an ordinary eight-person dormitory, with four iron beds on the left and right sides, all of which were divided into bunk beds, just enough to accommodate eight people.

Mo Fan's current location is the upper bunk of the iron bed near the window on the right, with the faint moonlight, the situation on the other beds can still be clearly seen.

In the entire dormitory, except for his bed, the other seven beds were all empty!

At this point in time, the students who were supposed to lie in bed and sleep all disappeared without a trace, and the bedding on all the beds was quite messy.

Mo Fan tried to go under the futon on the other beds and tested it, but there was no temperature at all, that is, the idea that these people had just left here could be ruled out, and as for saying that they would go to the toilet together or something, it was even more impossible.