Strokes of various colors spread across the wall, like flowing fire.

Su Mingan approached. This was a room with a little light. The dark red handwriting was imprinted on the wall like blood, like the target written on the big board newspaper when the students attended the coming-of-age ceremony.

"This, what is this, big brother. Why is there such a thing in the copy..." Mo Yan poked his head behind him, looking like he had never seen such a wall.

Su Mingan put his hand on the wall, nothing happened, and there was no clue. It seemed that this was just an extremely ordinary wall.

He looked to the side and saw no other doors, as if the corridor had come to an end.

"This copy is so small." Mo Yan said, "It will only take a while since I walked out the door. This is the end. I don't think it should be as big as two corridors..."

"Of course not only." Su Ming'an retracted his hand: "It may just be that the scope of movement at night is limited - or, there are other roads in the doors that we ignored on both sides of the corridor. But we didn't look at each one."

"Then, big brother, let's look back...?"

Mo Yan turned his head and wanted to go back, but suddenly saw a very bright light in his field of vision.

He turned on night vision, and there was a faint light on everything, but this light was like a spark in the dark night, too obvious.

He thought for a while before finally confirming what it was.

Cold sweat climbed up his back in an instant, his whole body was shaking, and he immediately wanted to retreat: "Big, big brother, then, that **** seems to be back!"

...there are no cabinets here!

He used to be in the corridor on the second floor because there was a cabinet, but now he went deep into this wall, there was no cabinet next to it, and there was nowhere to run if he wanted to hide!

He hurriedly turned his head and wanted to remind the elder brother, but saw that the elder brother had already taken out a weapon in his hand.

It was a long sword, and the body of the sword was reflective like a mirror. When he looked over, a layer of black light suddenly adhered to the body of the sword.

It was pitch black, and it looked dangerous.

The big brother looked very calm, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, the sword body was raised, and the black light also flowed slightly with his movements, as if there was life.

"Big, big brother, are you going to... that thing?"

Mo Yan was taken aback.

He knows that the big brother is likely to be a boss-level figure, but fighting with something that looks wrong... This shouldn't be the correct way to deal with it, right?

He just glanced at the light from a close distance on the second floor before, and the san value fluctuated like crazy.

"You wait here." Su Ming'an has already switched to the bright state, and after the extinction is attached to the sword, he has a 90-second stay time, which is enough for him to end a battle.

He can choose not to fight, if the space is displaced, there is no problem in escaping. Although the Mo Yan behind him probably couldn't escape, he didn't feel any guilt.

In many horror games, "ghosts" cannot be killed. Players can only choose to hide or escape when facing it, and it is impossible to turn around and kill.

However, choosing to fight is not a bad idea.

Some things are learned only after trying. Even if you know the danger in front of you, maybe the upper limit is not completely locked... What if the other party is a killable object?

Su Mingan rushed out.

"Big, big brother, why is your weapon so similar to Yarman..."

A suspicious voice came from behind.

Su Mingan ignored it.

At this moment, in the center of his field of vision, there was only the light that looked a little burning at this moment.

The light seemed to have noticed him too, and the small point began to gradually enlarge, and the two were approaching each other.

And at the moment when Su Mingan's eyes were fixed on the light, the orange value in the upper left corner began to fluctuate violently.

From 70, it dropped to 65 in an instant, and then rose again, the value jumped repeatedly, extremely unstable.

【…Why face the reality? 】

He suddenly heard a faint whisper in his ear, as if someone approached him and was blowing at him, the voice was a soft neutral voice.

His hand was raised in an instant, and the blade was raised high, passing a dark streamer.

The next moment, spatial fluctuations enveloped the whole body.

The position changed in an instant, and he appeared behind the light.

Even though it was pitch-dark, the lights were bright, and he could see the floor gradually illuminated by the lights...and the emptiness around the lights.

He originally thought that the light was controlled by something, or that something was holding the light. And this thing was his target.

But looking closer now, there is nothing, he can't even find the target of the attack.

This light is like floating in the air, like a little firefly, and there is no one around to control it.

The arrow is on the string and has to be sent.

Although he could not find a specific attack target, Su Mingan swung down his sword—toward the extremely bright light.

The blade slid through the air, and when it passed through the lights, it was not hindered in any way. He saw the [HP-892! (Weakened!)] prompt, let go.

...As long as there is a blood bar, that's fine.

That means that the other party is "something that can be attacked".

The extremely dark black collided with the lights, and the lights were suddenly cut like jelly. He saw the light scattered in two halves spread out in front of him, and then heard a very clear system prompt:

[Instant death resistance takes effect. 】

The light has completely enveloped him.

When the last shadow on his body disappeared, he heard a murmur.

The words were unclear, the words were unclear, and the specific meaning was unknown, but when he raised his head and looked at the gradually extinguished light, he saw a blood-red figure at the end of the corridor, which was out of tune with the darkness.

Dance skirt, blood red, glowing with shimmer. It stood there like blood flowing.

A long shadow was drawn behind "her", twisting strangely at this time, completely covering the walls on both sides.

【…Why face the reality? 】

He heard it again.

【Aren't you the one they sent to enslave us? 】

【Aren't you their unique masterpiece? 】

[...So despicable, so low, so succumbed to reality, so "healthy" you. 】

【——Why are you coming back? 】

"..."

Su Mingan looked at the blood-red figure.

He heard sad voices, like accusations, like sighs, like complaining about him, and like envying him.

He heard the system prompt:

[Kill "Winter Snow", Exp+0! 】

The next moment, the light magnifies.

Holding the sword, he saw that the san value, which had dropped to 50, rose to 70 in an instant.

...

He opened his eyes.

He sat up suddenly and held out his hand.

The blazing white light entered his eyes, the light was too dazzling, and the stinging pain caused tears to appear in the corners of his eyes.

In the vision with dark corners, the sword of Yarman that was originally in his hand was gone, and he saw a pair of hands full of scars.

There are fine pinholes on the back of the hand.

The blue and white hospital gown was loose on him, and there was a constant pain in his thigh.

... back on file?

He looked up, the time on the clock was pointing to one o'clock, the wooden door was closed, and there was an unopened notebook on the table.

...although I don't know what happened.

But this time, there were no sequelae of death, and there was no pain at all.

It clearly shows that the death resistance is also in effect... Even the prompt to kill the opponent rang, but he still died.

He died so that he didn't even know the cause of death.

Su Mingan frowned, but still stood up from the bed.

... this week, a quick decision.

He crossed his legs, reached the table, and quickly moved up.

The room was so small that he could go to the table without getting out of bed.

Without touching the floor, without making any sound, he sat on the table and opened the notebook.

It is still the familiar title page and the familiar text.

But, after closing the notebook, nothing happened.

...no clues that the clues fall into the clues column, not even for reconnaissance.

He seemed to have thought of something.

He raised his eyelids and moved his gaze to the san value in the upper left corner.

70 points.

His hands were shaking a little.

He thought of a possibility.

He immediately turned his attention to the barrage in the upper right corner.

【What's the matter? Why did Brother Ming An look at the notebook again? 】

[You may feel that even if it is restarted, there will be new clues if you watch it again. 】

[I didn't expect this dungeon to be a Zhoumu system...if the conditions are triggered, the entire dungeon will be restarted...]

[Resetting the light after extinguishing it, I didn’t expect this either. 】

[So it seems that the time for all players to end the dungeon will be inconsistent at the end? 】

[Probably...but this reduces the difficulty of customs clearance, and it is possible to start all over again...I can do it if I go! 】

Su Ming'an stabilized his trembling hand, slowly put down the notebook, and kept his mind calm.

... It turns out that he hadn't died before.

This time, it's not his back.

Instead, the entire copy, resets together.

This may be the special condition of this dungeon. When the player triggers a certain mechanism, the entire dungeon is completely reversed, and all players return to the initial moment in an instant.

However, time flows normally. Clues already obtained will not trigger again.

In order to confirm, he clicked on the clue bar.

Sure enough, the four clues that had been obtained before were quietly placed inside.

If it is a death rollback, there will be none in it.

In the system time, it is also displayed at 2:15 am on November 30.

Although the player was teleported at 12:00 noon on November 29th, the opening time of the dungeon and the transmission time will be different. The official opening time of this dungeon is 1:00 a.m. on November 30th, and he opened his eyes for the first time. when.

Now, the system time has passed for more than an hour, which proves that it is the reset of his copy, a mechanism problem, not the reset of the entire world game timeline.

... Fortunately, he found out early.

If you don't realize that this is a copy mechanism, not because of his death, when you meet Mo Yan again, you will be seen as wrong.

He opened the temporary item bar.

Although the clues exist, the temporary props have indeed returned to their origins. He dragged the notebook in, opened the closet and dragged the white coat in, then suddenly heard a knock on the door.

Fast, fast, and the drum beats mediocre. The people outside the door seemed to be in a hurry.

Sure enough, there was a voice from outside the door:

"Big brother, big brother... Hurry up and open the door..."

"click".

When Su Mingan opened the door, he saw Mo Yan sneaking in, and the floor under his feet made an extremely harsh sound.

"Brother, what the **** did you do to reset the entire dungeon... But it's strange, I didn't expect that there is such a mechanism, when it is triggered, everything will start all over again..." Mo Yan spoke like a bean , Suddenly, he was stunned.

"Then that light, isn't it dead yet..."

Su Mingan raised his eyelids.

Outside the door, in the depths of the corridor, a swaying light slowly appeared, unhurried, the same as before.

He quickly closed the door.

"Brother, what the **** is that? It's so scary..." Mo Yan said from behind.

"Don't talk." Su Mingan immediately told him to shut up, and at the same time held his shoulders to prevent him from moving.

From the point of [don't let them hear], this kind of thing is especially sensitive to sound, whether it's human voice or floor sound.

Mo Yan also seemed to realize this, and nodded desperately, indicating that he knew.

At this moment, the system prompt appeared on the interface as if it was late:

[You have killed the key NPC "Winter Snow" in the instance. 】

["Winter Snow" is a character with a special mechanism, once it dies, the copy will restart. 】

[Dungeon restart mechanism: clues are retained, temporary items return to the origin, all processes return to the first day, and dead NPCs are resurrected. 】

[Please note: The dungeon process is five days, and players must complete the five-day process before they can clear the level. The maximum duration of a copy is fifteen days. If there are too many restarts and the total duration exceeds fifteen days, all tasks will fail by default. 】

...

This system prompt means that the copy cannot be restarted too many times, at least the total clearance time cannot exceed fifteen days.

However, there should be no problem. Just restarted this once, and only let the time pass for more than an hour.

Su Ming'an suddenly remembered his mission target, "Yangxia". He needs to protect the safety of this npc called "Yangxia".

"Yangxia", "Winter Snow".

...Perhaps there is some connection between these two NPCs.

The quests of those in power are generally linked to the truest ending of a perfect customs clearance, and the NPCs associated with them are the most critical characters in the plot of the full dungeon.

Jasmine of the fourth world, Hui Shuhang of the fifth world.

If the Fourth World's mission was not to "expose Jasmine's sins", he might not have approached this humble girl in the first place. If the fifth world's mission was not to protect Hui Shuhang, maybe he had already accepted the HE ending far away from the central square, and would not choose to go back to accept the coming-of-age ceremony, and then see the truth behind all the sacrifices.

The task of the ruler is like a guiding tool, so that he must complete the most difficult and most realistic ending. Let him have to find the hidden route buried at the bottom of the dungeon plot.

Perhaps, this Yangxia is the same.

Just when he was thinking, Mo Yan next to him suddenly poked him.

"Big brother." Mo Yan glanced out: "Listen, isn't there a sound outside?"

Su Ming'an suddenly noticed ~lightnovelpub.net~ which was originally quiet outside, and suddenly came the sound of footsteps and fighting.

"Is it... someone is fighting that light?" Mo Yan said in a low voice.

Su Mingan opened the door without any hesitation.

"Big brother, big brother, you are too reckless, why did you open the door suddenly..."

Su Mingan ignored Mo Yan and looked out the door.

Outside the door, the light was very close to them.

On the opposite side of the light, stood a girl with loose black hair.

The door behind her was already open.

She was wearing a hospital gown and was apparently one of the twenty players.

On her hand, there was a blood-colored light, like a brand on her hand.