Chapter 17: Don't Make a Noise
After the commentary, the player properties panel appears.
[Nickname]: Flowers bloom and are rich
[Gender]: Male
[Level]: Level 7
[XP]: 0 points
[Points]: 300 points
[Usable Items]: Items cannot be used for this dungeon
Then, a translucent red countdown appears in the upper left corner of the line.
71:59:58。
71:59:57。
……
He Ying was stunned.
Can't use props? Can't use it?
Spread your hands, however...... Nothing appeared.
Damn it!
The most feared problem arose.
He Ying walked to a big stone, and with a lot of effort, the big stone of several hundred catties broke off the ground.
Exhale a breath, it's okay, it's okay, the strengthened power is still there.
He Ying thought about it.
[Strengthening Pill] Strengthening the body is a real existence, whether it is reality or a game, but the ancient sword, the rune seal, and the banshee in red cannot be summoned, does it mean that this can be divided into two categories, one is that it can be absorbed by the body and become a part of the body, and this category is not restricted by the rules of the dungeon.
The other type is extra-body props, which will be restricted by the rules.
At the moment, this is the only explanation that makes the most sense.
It seems that strengthening oneself is the last word, and you can't rely too much on external props, otherwise something big will happen.
Raising his head and looking at the white mist around him, He Ying unconsciously licked his tongue, a strong sense of hunger and thirst came from his body, he paused for a few seconds, and walked along the mountain trail towards the mountain.
The black shoes did not make a sound when they stepped on the ground.
After walking for more than twenty minutes, He Ying's eyes narrowed, and his gaze fell under a tree in front of him.
There was a man lying under an ancient tree surrounded by a person, no, a corpse to be exact.
He Ying walked over, the corpse was dressed in casual clothes, wearing the same black shoes as himself, his face and neck were bitten beyond recognition, blood stained the surrounding grass and mud, and the air exuded a pungent fishy smell.
And above his head, the words "Brother Luancheng Jiba" appeared.
He Ying was slightly stunned, with special black soft-soled shoes and a text on the top of his head...... It's a player!
And "Brother Luancheng Jiba" must be his nickname.
He Ying didn't expect that a nickname would be displayed above the heads of multiplayer dungeon players.
For a while, He Ying was a little speechless, if he met other players, and saw the nickname "Flowers Bloom Rich" on his head, where would he put his handsome and handsome face?
He Ying didn't expect that a player would die at the beginning of the game.
What caused him to die?
Looking at his wounds, it looked like he had been bitten by some animal.
Straighten up and look around, could it be that there are beasts like bears and wolves in this Guillotine Mountain?
At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in the white mist in front of him.
He Ying chuckled in his heart, subconsciously approached, and had barely walked ten steps when he heard that the man seemed to have stepped on a branch.
"Click!"
How loud can a tree branch break?
But it is very obvious in the silence of the moment.
"Grass! Lao Tzu thought it was food. ”
The figure paused, cursed, picked up the branch on the ground, and smashed it into the trunk of the tree beside it.
There were two more loud movements.
He Ying's heart was bald, and a sense of unease rose.
The player raised his feet and continued to walk forward, and after taking two steps, he suddenly stopped, turned his head to look behind him into the white mist.
He Ying also heard the movement coming from behind, and turned his head to stare at the white mist.
The movement of the beast running sounded in the white mist, and after only two breaths, I saw a monster with a black mane, a sheep's head, ears like bat ears, no eyes, only two black eye holes, and a body like a human body rushed out of the white mist, and its speed was extremely fast, and it rushed in front of the player in the blink of an eye.
He Ying looked at this monster with wide eyes, and his heart set off a turbulent wave.
This immediately reminded him of the strange talk he had seen on the Internet before.
Sheep's head!
The sheep-headed man ran with his limbs grounded like a wolf, and when he reached the player, he stood up like a human.
The tall and burly sheep-headed man looked down at the player from top to bottom, his black eyes facing him like this, and two white breaths came out of his nose.
The player was directly frightened, and was just about to shout, when the sheep-headed man opened his blood basin and bit down.
Blood splattered.
He Ying looked cold.
The sheep-headed man shredded the player, blood flowing down its spiky beak onto its body, and then it sniffed, and its head suddenly turned to He Ying.
He Ying chuckled in his heart, and his fists clenched suddenly.
He's ready.
The sheep-headed man took two steps towards He Ying, but suddenly stopped, sniffed, paused for a few seconds, turned away, and disappeared into the white mist.
A few minutes later, after confirming that the sheep-headed man had left, He Yingmeng gasped for breath and broke out in a cold sweat.
Uncle, I almost burped at the beginning of the game.
Coming back to his senses, he walked lightly over to the player's corpse.
He died the same way as the previous one.
The last player must have been killed by the sheep-headed man.
What lured the sheep-headed man?
He Ying quickly glanced around, and suddenly, his eyes were fixed on the branch that had been thrown out.
It's the sound!
This player has attracted the sheep's head because of his sound!
He Ying became excited, and he found a taboo in this copy.
The player walked in the woods just like himself, both in his shoes and in his clothes, but the only difference was that he had just made three sounds.
Why the whole forest doesn't have a sound, why all the players wear special soft-soled shoes, it's all because of the sound.
Also, the sheep-headed man has no eyes, its ears are long and pointed like bats, and it must have an extremely developed hearing, relying on sound to distinguish players.
He Ying suddenly realized the horror of this multi-person copy.
When a player encounters a player, he will speak, he will make a sound, he will make a sound when he takes a bath and wash his face, and he will make a sound even when he steps on a branch, so to speak, it is very difficult to survive silently for three days without making a sound.
With this discovery, He Ying felt that the surroundings were strange, and he had to be extremely careful with every step he took next, otherwise he would die if he didn't pay attention.
Back on the trail, the trail is clean, and the soft-soled shoes don't make a sound when stepped on, which is many times safer than walking in the woods.
Some players may think that it is very simple to survive for three days, and it is also very simple to not make a movement, just like this trail, as long as you don't go anywhere, just sit here and sleep here, sleep for three days, and the mission is completed.
But He Ying already felt a strong sense of hunger and thirst as soon as he entered the dungeon, and the person just now was also looking for food, which means that the setting of this dungeon is that the player is in a state of extreme hunger and thirst when he comes in, so you can immediately enter Guillotine Mountain to find food.
If you go in, you will meet the sheep's head, and if you don't go in, you will starve to death and die of thirst, and the player chooses for himself.
After walking along the trail for more than half an hour, the surrounding fog became thicker and thicker, and the visibility became lower and lower, He Ying only felt hungry and thirsty, and a layer of water beads condensed on the surface of his skin.
Licking his tongue, he picked up speed and walked forward.
After walking for about ten minutes, when I looked up, I saw a female player on the edge of the trail in front of me.
The woman is twenty-two or three, with delicate facial features and a three-dimensional sense, she seems to be a mixed-race child, and her watery eyes are very smart.
She is about 1.75 meters tall, with long hair like a waterfall, her figure is comparable to that of a supermodel, her upper body shirt is tucked into the waistband of her pants, outlining her slender waist and bulging breasts, and her slender and long legs are vividly reflected in the skinny jeans.
The nickname on the top of the woman's head is called: "Nian".
Soon, the woman also saw He Ying who was walking over, and then her expression became nervous.
He Ying frowned, withdrew his gaze from his long legs, and slowed down to approach.