"Flip and stir."

"Add four more screws without heads."

"But something isn't quite right."

"Witches know that hearts are a troublesome ingredient..."

…

The transparent blue whale slowly passed Su Ming'an's eyes.

The fine white sand fell from the sky, and he heard Dongxue's warm singing accompanying him to fall.

The light of the fire flickered outside the closed eyelids, and light and dark began to mix in his eyes.

He felt like he was sinking into the hay on the ground, the ground softened, and he was sinking like a soft bed.

Darkness took over his vision.

In the fog-like haze, he heard the crisp sound of liquid falling to the ground.

"Tick."

"Tick."

He opened his eyes suddenly.

The blood of the setting sun swayed in front of his eyes, and the rapier on the ground glowed with a dazzling sheen.

He saw a basement.

Reaching out his hand, he saw his own pair of transparent hands...and himself completely transparent.

The basement was dark and gloomy, and blood leaning toward black filled his field of vision, forming a blooming lake on the ground.

He saw a girl.

The girl was wearing a cat-eared hat and lay down in the black blood. When he looked over, he saw a small bloodstain on her neck.

The blood-red sunset slowly poured in from the gap, and shone on the ice-white rapier lying on the ground.

He tried to move, but froze in place.

"Grumbling..."

A soft sound.

The girl's neck couldn't support the weight, and her head suddenly fell to the ground.

rolled at his feet.

His eyes froze.

"La la la... la la la..."

A girl in a red dress, humming a light tone, appeared in his field of vision. Carrying a basket of mushrooms, she walked briskly and danced in circles in the dark basement.

She walked briskly, as if celebrating something.

Su Mingan raised his head.

Sure enough, he saw himself leaning in the corner, who was bathing in the viscous blood of the setting sun.

That one's body is full of mushrooms that grow, and they spread out from all corners of the body, and even in the gaps of the nails, there are tiny mushrooms like enoki mushrooms.

And on his temple, there is a slender sword mark.

He can even see the transparent barrage on himself:

[…Just now Boss Rabbit said he was the first player? ? Really? Am I reading it wrong? 】

[My grass, come here admiringly. 】

【Come here because of the famous name +1】

[The forum is going crazy... It is said that this small live broadcast room is the one who gave a speech on the novice level. I just came here, and everyone died! ? 】

[Should not be out of breath, otherwise this live broadcast room will be closed early. Take your time everyone! 】

[No, I watched the whole process and felt like an ordinary student...]

【Just here! How do people die? How did you die? ? 】

[Suicide...I don't know what to say about the process just now, in short, it seems that a perfect clearance can get something. 】

【what? What does that have to do with us? It’s all a matter of the Great God. 】

[Yeah, inexplicable... I don't understand, I went to watch Aini's live broadcast and slipped away...]

…

Su Ming'an's eyes moved.

He looked at the unconscious self, saw the barrage flow quickly past his eyes, and then watched the transparent live broadcast room slowly close with his death.

He looked at the blood-stained head of Yueyue on the ground, and suddenly began to tremble.

"...What am I dreaming about." He muttered to himself, "Are you too tired?"

When people's mental state does not match their physical state of exhaustion, it is easy to have some strange or too realistic dreams.

He has felt this intuitively now.

He quickly mobilized his emotions and wanted to get out of it immediately, but he couldn't get out of it like a nightmare.

The picture twisted and blurred in front of his eyes. He tried so hard to move his body, but he seemed to have lost control of his body.

The next moment, he saw a black and white chessboard surrounded by blue and purple galaxies.

He wanted to close his eyes for a moment.

"Boom!"

The red and blue light waves burst on his side, and he gasped, smelling a permeable smell of gunpowder smoke.

A strange feeling of oppression rose in his heart, which was almost overwhelmed by his breath. He controlled his eyelids to close, but the scene still appeared in front of him.

The girl with black hair and red armor stood in front of "him" with a sword.

"Everyone is looking at you..." She said softly, "Give an order."

Then, Su Ming'an saw himself in the king's fleece, standing there, and raised his arm without hesitation.

Blood light appeared on his head for a moment, and he saw the red king fall down.

The black-haired girl stared blankly at her own king who suddenly collapsed.

Her figure began to be illusory and blurred.

When the king dies, all his chess pieces are buried with him.

Including the queen is no exception.

The rapier fell to the ground.

There were tears in her eyes, and she still didn't understand why her own king chose to commit suicide.

The stars and rivers shone in the sky, and there was a loud laughter on the opposite side.

"—Look, let me tell you, students are students, and I can't stand the pressure of this level. After all, those who can stand at the top will always be that fixed group of people..."

Su Ming'an's whole body began to tremble.

Looking at the upside-down world in front of her, Queen Red Fang's figure gradually blurred.

"…enough."

He said to himself:

"Stop torturing yourself."

The more at this moment, the more he needs to calm down.

You can't let yourself collapse just because of an inexplicable lucid dream...

He knew that this kind of dream appeared because he was too afraid in reality - he was afraid of this happening.

Just like a person who watches horror movies during the day, may dream of being chased by ghosts at night.

Thinking day and night, dreaming at night.

Although he can remain absolutely calm during normal actions, emotional emotions cannot be suppressed by actions.

It is always raging like a tide, it will slip through the fingers, and it is something that cannot be stopped.

...so he dreams of what he fears the most.

Dreaming of such a nightmare-like scene that stayed in his memory.

The scene began to change, and the picture began to blur. The next moment, he gradually saw the floating city surrounded by ice-white machinery...

"—Big Brother!"

Suddenly he heard a call.

Like from a distant sky.

He suddenly felt much better.

...after all, the dreams I have now are things that cannot be detected. And now, the reality he is in - the dungeon strategy has already reached the final process.

Mizushima Chuanqing is dead, and he has the last clue left...

This most difficult and underworld world since the beginning of the game is finally coming to an end...

"Big brother! Big brother! Wake up, big brother—!"

The sound in my ears continued.

At first, Su Ming'an thought that Mo Yan's call was the holy voice that rescued him from a nightmare, but soon he felt that the voice became louder.

Mo Yan seemed to be shouting into his ear, his voice was loud and harsh, roaring like a machine gun.

"Big brother-big brother-don't sleep-!!"

As if he was suddenly salvaged from the deep sea, he quickly broke free from the barrier that prevented him from waking up and opened his eyes.

Steady white light slowly entered his eyes.

The dazzling white light that suddenly lit up made his vision a little blurry for a while.

...wait, white light?

Su Ming'an clearly remembered that he fell asleep in a cave with a fire, how could there be a steady white light...

He stood up abruptly, and suddenly felt that the entire chest cavity was surging, and the flocculent object was floating in the air, and he couldn't help coughing violently.

The violent coughing caused a mist of water in his vision. He opened his eyes and quickly glanced around and saw everything in gray.

He fell silent.

Mo Yan was standing beside his bed with a wide open wooden door behind him.

Behind the wooden door is a long, dark corridor.

The blood-stained notebook lay quietly on the table, with a little round light approaching in the distance.

"…"

Su Ming'an's eyes were a little stunned.

"Big brother, big brother, why did the copy reset again, Wori, what did you and Dongxue do in the cave, why did she die again..."

Mo Yan scratched his head, his expression was mixed with exhaustion and depression, his hair was messy, and he looked like he just got up from the bed.

...how did Dongxue die?

Su Mingan immediately wanted to go back.

But first, he had to figure out the cause of Dong Xue's death.

He clearly remembered that he fell asleep to the songs of Dongxue, and the two of them in the cave could not suddenly collapse... And if there were foreign enemies, Mo Yan, who was guarding the door, would also find out...

Su Ming'an had a headache, but he soon heard a series of footsteps.

Light, fast, like something is rushing towards here.

Then, he saw the hideous girl.

Her blue-and-white hospital gown glowed with a dim yellow light under the round light, and her black hair was connected like spider silk, and it was covered in sweat.

She stretched out her hands and planted her feet on the ground like stakes, her bloodshot eyeballs protruding like fish.

"—Go to hell! Go to hell—!"

A blood-red light flickered on her hand.

Su Ming'an's breathing stagnated.

A bad premonition madly crawled into his heart, and in the frantic roar of Mizushima Chuanqing, he suddenly realized something.

It was written at the beginning of the system interface, with clear and clear rules—

[After the instance is reset, the dead NPC will be resurrected, and the dead player will not be resurrected. 】

... That Mizushima Chuanqing.

Her current status is,

NPCs.

Su Mingan looked at her, watching her palms burst with blood, and heard an explosion from an unknown room, and a blood-red light burst out.

He seemed to hear it, a crisp, ruby ​​cracking sound.

Hearing this crisp sound, he suddenly understood—

This is a, [Infinite Loop].

...If he didn't kill Mizushima Kawaharu in the first place every time the instance reset, then Touyuki would just keep dying.

Because the blood-red pendant that could take her life at any time was always in the hands of Mizushima Kawaharu.

Turn around.

The copy resets again.

He immediately summoned the clone, trying to strangle Mizushima Chuanqing as soon as possible.

But unexpectedly, when he was summoned, he suddenly heard the prompt [deduct five career points].

His mind was stunned for a moment.

...deduction of occupation points is only required in the case of resurrection of the clone.

Even if the copy is reset, the shadow's alive state is retained. Unless the shadow really dies, it needs to be resurrected with occupation points.

But Shadow shouldn't be able to die... If Shadow dies, he will definitely notice it.

So, before the dungeon reset, who died...

Su Mingan suddenly came back to his senses.

A chill gradually climbed up his back.

He stood there, drenched in cold sweat, and his outstretched hands were shaking.

There was no accident, the summoned shadow stood on the spot and glanced at him.

"You're dead." Shadow said.

Su Mingan closed his eyes:

"In the cave?"

"Yes." Ying said, "Dongxue's pendant suddenly exploded, and you died with her."

"..." Su Mingan understood.

Therefore, the copy will reset.

"Dongxue's pendant exploded." He murmured.

Shadow stood there, not moving.

"Dongxue's pendant exploded..." Su Ming'an's hands were shaking.

It was like an illusory sea gradually surrounding him, and he gradually became out of breath.

Everything that was gray in front of him gradually began to spin, and he felt that his back was sticky.

...he hadn't been so flustered in a long time.

Because he gradually discovered his situation.

A situation that gradually made him unable to escape.

【Dead Loop】.

Before the dungeon was reset, Mizushima Chuanqing, who was at UU Reading www.uukanshu.com, was clearly dead.

But the pendant of winter snow is still...

If you don't kill Mizushima Chuanharu, the pendant will be detonated at any time. Even if you kill it, the pendant will still be detonated regularly... Forcibly remove the pendant, and the pendant will be detonated immediately...

No matter what, he couldn't save Dongxue.

He should have thought.

Mizushima Chuanqing has been deliberately staying here for so long, and she must have thought of the possibility of her being killed in seconds and suddenly discovered.

Since the pendant has a timing function, it is also something she can do to set the pendant to explode at a certain period of time.

...In this way, she is fully capable of continuously resetting the copy until the fifteenth day...until he fails completely.

He also felt that this process was originally only five days of dungeons, and it was impossible to drag it to the fifteenth day. This failure setting was completely useless.

But I didn't expect it... but it was likely to be a major failure mechanism that dragged him here.

malicious.

Just standing here, facing the gray and white wall, Su Ming'an felt a huge maliciousness, coming from all directions in this world.

When he encountered Shen Xue being targeted before, he felt that he could not stop him, and when he met Wang Xingxing who came to him specially, he also felt that this was a mechanism that could be easily resolved. The fourth world, becoming Poli, the fifth world, becoming admiration... He always felt that these extremely malicious settings were the source of his strength and the challenge for him to obtain opportunities.

But now... the malice had begun to tug on his footsteps, dragging him like a hand outstretched in a quagmire.

Mizushima Kawaharu, she,

-Why do you want to do this.

Shadow looked at him lightly.

The white light fell on him, and Shadow sighed.

"...Or, forget it?" Ying tilted his head.

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