The teacher sang softly, and the children's big, fearful eyes reflected the firelight.
In another corner, children were surrounding each other, looking toward the center.
The black lines above their heads were solid, as if they had substance. But at this time, no one cared about this.
(I had a nightmare before. The world view was indescribable. The main tone of the dream was very similar to the main world, but I didn’t think much about it at the time.)
Transparent Bridge, who was watching the live broadcast on a split screen, suddenly thought of the failed nightmare difficulty dungeon she and Mu Su conducted a long time ago.
Broken Moon raised her hand and drew circles and symbols next to him.
(Can you add punctuation? Like this)
(Okay... what I want to say is that the dream was in a ghost village)
Chu Xia Hua on the opposite side said: (You mean that is the small town of Wanghaijiao?)
(Probably not, the terrain and houses there are different...The point is that we encountered three monsters at that time, and after killing them, we found three notes in their bodies)
The announcement of the top 100 points, Zhenpi Hua, said: (So you killed them and then quartered them?)
(Don't interrupt)
Announcement Dermis shrugged and crossed out the circle he wrote.
(This is the requirement for the mission I carried out before) Meng Shang explained it and continued to draw: (three sentences were written on each of the three pieces of parchment)
(That rain brought everything)
(They are walking in the mist)
(One night passes and everything rests)
While the players nearby were thoughtful, Meng Shang continued to write: (After we cleared the level, these three notes turned into three special Evil Spirit Chess cards, which became props and could be taken out of the dreamland)
(Then?)
"They are...the rain of abnormal changes, the strange fog and the lightless night"
(What do these three words stand for?)
(I can’t remember clearly, but the remarks are roughly as follows: Rain of Change can summon new races on the chessboard, which are hostile to all camps by default. Strange Fog causes fog to appear on the chessboard, and new races can only move among strange things.
, attacks the chess pieces of all camps. The lightless night summons the evil god and brings down the dim moonlight. All chess pieces have zero vision and will die if they stay in the darkness for more than 3 seconds.)
Meng Shang wrote over and over again, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The atmosphere was quiet for a moment, and the surrounding players rushed to draw a formation in front of them.
(I kind of want to play this game)
(Evil Spirit Chess... I feel like this game has something to do with the invasion of the main world?)
(So the rain and fog we experienced corresponded to the first two?)
(Why didn’t you tell me earlier?)
Meng Shang smiled bitterly and answered the years: (That was the first time I had a nightmare. Who knew it was related to the main world and this dream)
At this time, someone suddenly said: (So what we are facing next is the dim moonlight?)
All players who saw the dot matrix fell into deathly silence.
But...this is only the first day...
"What are you doing?"
The clear childish voice startled everyone who was meditating, and an NPC boy came over.
"We are... competing to draw circles to see who can draw the circle." Kui Guazi chuckled and rubbed off a large circle with his foot.
The excuses are always surprisingly similar.
"Can I try?" the little boy asked cautiously.
"Of course." The years have been squeezed aside, leaving room for empty space.
The little boy wanted to cheer, then thought of something and covered his mouth, squatted down and drew a circle that was not round.
The surrounding players gradually lost their smiles.
"I've finished the painting."
Finally, the little boy clapped his hands and stood up, and his work was displayed in front of everyone.
(All of us will die)
…
Mu Su and his friends, the Evil Spirit Fighting Team, were walking on the street heading to the center of Wanghaiya Town.
In the live broadcast room, Transparent Bridge told Mu Su one by one about the situation in the school building.
When talking about the little boy drawing circles with special meanings in horror, Musu sneered.
Transparent Bridge felt inexplicably unhappy: Why are you laughing?
"I also have a sentence with the same type of words."
Sakura and the players were not surprised by the scene where Mu Su was communicating with Sora.
At first they thought Mu Su was ill, but later they realized that he was communicating with players in his live broadcast room.
It's a pity that Musu's live broadcast room is set to be viewed only by friends, so they cannot enter.
Transparent Bridge asked what it was, and saw Mu Su calmly picking up a branch from the roadside and drawing a bunch of circles on the ground.
Translated: We will all live until we die
Transparent Bridge: Isn’t this nonsense?
"So that's nonsense too!" Mu Su said eloquently.
The situation here quickly spread to the school building, and the players were speechless and at the same time relaxed.
They walked and stopped along the way, chasing the beings that strayed into the surroundings from time to time. Ten minutes later, Mu Su and his little friend the evil spirit subjugation team approached the wooden wall of the small town.
Logs of similar thickness were erected three to four meters high, and the gaps were sealed with mud. Torches were burning on the top of the wall, and crackling sounds and dim hazes came from above.
As Mu Su and others approached, the observation hole of the sentry tower inside the wooden wall quickly spotted three approaching children.
The rhythmic bells rang, and the guards asked in panic. It wasn't until someone recognized Mu Su and Ying Hua that they opened the crack in the door and let the three children in.
They did not lose their guard because the three of them were small town residents and children. They held sharp farm tools and surrounded the three of them as if they were faced with a formidable enemy. They held high torches to illuminate the surrounding area and disperse the dense fog.
Faced with the inquiry, Mu Su threw the blame on the sacrifice: "He believed in the evil god and was caught by us and brought back. Oh, and he may have caused this fog."
A middle-aged man who seemed to be the leader of the townspeople was not entirely convinced. He waved the guards to take them to the dungeon.
"No! We still have to fight against evil spirits!" Yinghua took a step forward to protest.
"Crunt against evil spirits...?" the leader repeated doubtfully, and then said: "We will release you after we figure it out. Don't worry, it's very bright there and there will be no danger."
After all, they were just children. The guards stepped forward and took away the ax in Mu Su's hand and the stick on the broomstick that Yinghua had removed, and took the two of them away from the sacrifice separately.
The Wanghai Town dungeon does not have the common problem of all other dungeons, which is cold, damp and dark. On the contrary, there are torches everywhere, and the bright firelight and fluffy hay dispel the coldness and darkness.
This place was originally a place to store food. After the environment changed, the town transformed it into an underground shelter to provide shelter in times of danger. In order to prevent children or outsiders from entering, the place was renamed from a storage room to a dungeon.
Musu and Yinghua were led by guards through the complex terrain, and finally pushed into a closed room, with the wooden door closed heavily.
"We are trapped...what should we do next?" Yinghua looked at the room environment and was at a loss.
"Of course I tried to find a way to escape!" Musu stood on tiptoes and looked out of the ventilation holes without looking back. "Speaking of which... why does the style of painting feel wrong... is there any element of jailbreak in this copy?