After Jie Fangcheng said this, the other six people were speechless for a moment.
Zhang E thought to himself, how can anyone still think about eating at this time? People won't die if they don't eat for three days, but if they don't think seriously about clearing the dungeon, they will die.
But the man in front of him was no ordinary person, he was a big boss who could beat up the Chaoyang Labor Union. Zhang E didn't dare to say anything and could only brainwash himself silently: Maybe this was the big boss's idea of passing the level.
What does this mean by despising the enemy strategically and taking him seriously tactically
Maybe the boss is just saying this? In fact, he has many twists and turns in his mind and still has many plans
After Jie Fangcheng entered this game, he often saw blank expressions of confusion on other players' faces, and he was too lazy to explain.
It’s also easy to find out if meals will be provided.
Jie Fangcheng pushed the door open and walked out, and came back soon.
"Provide food."
Jie Fangcheng went out and asked an NPC, and the other party's expression was blank for a moment.
This NPC has been in the Red Infant Troupe for so many years. Everyone in the troupe is very hardworking. Everyone is concerned about whether they can perform well. After all, if the play is not performed well and the audience is not satisfied, it will be fatal.
No one has ever asked him so concernedly whether the troupe provides food. Judging from his expression, it seems that food is more important.
But the NPC was quite kind and quickly came to his senses and answered him.
"As long as you are in the troupe for one day, the troupe will provide you with meals."
Only then was Xie Fangcheng satisfied.
He was satisfied, and the players couldn't help but cheer in their hearts when they saw the contented look on his face.
He is serious!
Everyone thought he was just saying it casually, but who would have thought that someone would actually ask!
"Then...what should we do now?" Zhang E couldn't help but ask.
When he asked this question, his face was facing Jie Fangcheng.
After all, as I said just now, the players will definitely follow Jie Fangcheng as the leader, which is equivalent to giving him the command.
No matter what, everyone still has a big boss filter for Jie Fangcheng. They always feel that with his strength, he must have some earth-shaking plan in his mind.
As a result, after Zhang E asked this question, Jie Fangcheng hesitated for a long time and finally said something.
"Wait and see?"
What kind of plan is this? !
Everyone couldn't help but complain in their hearts.
The boss's way of thinking was really incompatible with theirs, so some players finally decided to be self-reliant.
"How about we introduce ourselves first? We have to get to know each other. Regardless of whether this instance is a competition or not, we are still companions until the situation becomes clear."
The person who said this was the first to speak: "My name is Yu Cong, I have cleared seven dungeons, and I am a lone wolf in the guild."
The remaining players also spoke up, and after a quick round of introductions, everyone couldn't help but look at Fang Cheng, who knew them well.
There are rumors and truths flying around about the boss's identity, and no one knows which one is true and which one is false. Fortunately, the real boss is here, and everyone is very curious about what is going on with Jie Fangcheng.
Jie Fangcheng was also quite cooperative: "Jie Fangcheng, I have cleared five dungeons and I am from Ronghua Union."
Five times!
Everyone's expressions were blank again.
Although the players who can randomly enter the first level of the national dungeon are basically those who have played less than ten times, but according to Jie Fangcheng himself, everyone still can't turn back.
This number of clearances is too small!
How can this player be so good with such a small number of clearances? Is he really cheating
Jie Fangcheng had no idea what they were thinking. He was very good at slacking off. He didn't say a word after introducing himself. At first glance, he looked like the kind of office worker who would sit in the last row during company meetings or huddle in the corner of a KTV during company team-building events. He was very lazy and slack off. When Yu Cong looked at him, Jie Fangcheng even gave him an encouraging look.
Yu Cong was stunned for a moment, and somehow understood what he meant.
"Then... I'll take charge?" Yu Cong asked cautiously.
Jie Fangcheng nodded happily: "Okay, okay."
No one had any objection to this, as Yu Cong was indeed the player who had completed the most levels among all the players.
The more times a person has passed a level, the more experience he has and the stronger his strength should be.
Having obtained the command in such a confused manner, Yu Cong could only make use of his experience gained from completing so many dungeons.
"What we know now is that we are going to play the roles in The Black Pot, but Liu Shichang and the Zhao couple died in the script." Yu Cong paused, looked at the expressions of the people around him, and comforted them a little halfheartedly, "Don't worry too much, it's just our guess that these three characters are dangerous. Maybe we are overthinking it?"
What he said is a lie.
In this kind of horror game, playing the role of a dead person is obviously a dangerous signal. Even if you don't die on the spot, there is a high probability that you will not get any benefits.
Yu Cong did not point this out, he just looked outside the house.
In the open courtyard, about thirty or forty members of the troupe were practicing, and each of them was so serious about it that it seemed as if they regarded practicing as the top priority in their lives.
"I think our primary question now is, if the troupe doesn't provide us with props, how are we supposed to get them?"
To perform on stage, not to mention the costumes, how can one get the black basin in "The Black Basin"
Are we really going to burn the actor who played Liu Shichang into ashes and turn him into a black basin
Yu Cong’s mind was turning.
The people present were not fools. Everyone had their own plans in mind, and they had already made up their minds to grab other roles and not play those three dangerous characters.
Especially Liu Shichang, this character died so early, the risk should have been borne by other players.
"Well, it's getting late. If the troupe is providing food, it must be almost time for breakfast. Let's ask more questions and think more while we eat, and see if there are any clues from other NPCs in the troupe."
This is all we can do now.
They know very little information, and if they were to rush into assigning roles and starting rehearsals now, that would be impossible. No one wants to be assigned to three dangerous roles.
It's not okay to start internal fighting so early.
Everyone had their own thoughts, and the time for breakfast arrived very quickly.
The voice of the little old man with a cane came from outside.
"It's time for dinner—"
When everyone walked out the door, they found that breakfast was just a bowl of rice with a few pickles on it, and that was considered a meal.
Xie Fangcheng was very disappointed after seeing the meal.
“So simple?”
Next to him, the NPC who had just answered his question warmly comforted him after hearing this: "There is no other way. We will have food when we leave this village."
Will there be food if we leave this village
Why is there no food in the village
Yu Cong hurried over and asked, "Big brother, why is there nothing to eat in the village?"
The NPC looked at him hesitantly, shook his head and said nothing.
Although the meal was simple, it was edible at least. Everyone took a bowl of rice and squatted against the wall to eat like the NPCs, trying to listen to what these NPCs would say.
The NPCs around were just like ordinary people, chatting leisurely about some daily things. It looked like an ordinary theater troupe.
Yu Cong and his friends tried to find out some unusual information indirectly, but these NPCs might just be background characters and they didn't have any special clues to provide.
After dinner, these NPCs continued to practice in the yard without any supervision.
Yu Cong hesitated for a moment and looked at Jie Fangcheng first.
"How about we go to the village and have a look? Maybe there are some clues there."
Jie Fangcheng nodded to the suggestion: "Okay."
The group pushed open the door of the theater.
Then Yu Cong, who was walking in the first place, stopped.
Ever since entering this dungeon, Yu Cong felt that something was strange.
It wasn't until he pushed open the door of the theater and saw the scene outside that he finally reacted.
It's too quiet.
It seemed as if the only sound in the entire world was in the theater. Outside the theater, even though it was in the village, not even the barking of a dog could be heard.
—That’s natural, because there is not a single living person in the village.
"What the hell... What kind of village is this?" someone cursed in a low voice.
To call it a village seems a little inappropriate.
Because where there should have been a house, there is no house now, but only a lot of square coffins parked there.
The paper money was picked up by the wind and swirled down the street.
"Shoufang Village... Shoufang is another name for coffin." Someone murmured, "This is a fucking ghost village! So our audience... are also ghosts?"
The entire village was filled with white paper money and black coffins. Only the stage in front of the theater was decorated brightly and gorgeously, giving a weird and absurd feeling.
Yu Cong finally understood.
"No wonder these NPCs practiced so hard. If the audience were ghosts and were not satisfied... they would probably die on the spot!"
Everyone looked at each other.
None of them had any experience in opera, and it was simply a fantasy to rehearse a play that would satisfy the ghost audience in just three days.
what to do
How can I pass the level
"We still have to go find that old man!" Yu Cong quickly realized, "If we want to satisfy the ghost audience, there should be more than just acting well, right? There must be other ways!"
The NPCs in the yard are all background characters. I think the key NPC is either the troupe owner or the old man.
"Let's go!" Yu Cong once again led a large group of people towards the class owner's room.
After arriving at the room, the boss was still not there, only the old man was there.
You can find out the identity of this old man by just asking the NPC in the yard.
"Deputy troupe owner." Yu Cong took the initiative to ask, "We are new here and would like to learn about the troupe and the audience. Is that possible?"
The deputy class leader still had that slightly mocking expression towards them. He looked at Yu Cong and asked pointedly, "Why? Do you feel that you can't perform "The Black Pot" well, and want to find another way to please others?"
Yu Cong smiled apologetically: "We just want to make the audience happier."
Zishi is from 11pm to 1am, and this time is also chosen to be gloomy and eerie.
After everyone left the class owner's room, Yu Cong looked towards the door.
"Let's go, let's go see the stage first."
At this moment, Jie Fangcheng couldn't help but raise his hand: "What's the point of us watching the stage?"
Walking back and forth all the time, even if Jie Fangcheng's speed has improved significantly now, who wants to lie down and keep pulling the mill like a donkey
Yu Cong never expected that the big man in front of him was only interested in slacking off, and he patiently explained: "No matter what, we have to perform on stage in the end, so we must first understand the situation of the stage. It's a good opportunity to see if there are any clues on the stage."
This reason was too formal. Jie Fangcheng would not say to others at this time, "You guys watch first, I'm going back to sleep", so he could only continue to run around the stage.
The stage at the door looked like the most ordinary rural stage. A group of people walked around from left to right, and then from right to left. After patrolling for a week, Yu Cong thought about it again.
"No, we can't just sit there and wait for death! Time waits for no one, let's go back and memorize the script first, and don't divide the roles for now. We can talk about it after we have a better understanding of the situation of this script."
So the group returned to the yard in such a mighty manner.
Jie Fangcheng thought that the team building was about to end, but Yu Cong suddenly had another flash of inspiration.
"I think if we need to prepare props ourselves, we can talk to the NPCs in the yard. At least we need to borrow the props for that day first!"
So the six people began to actively communicate with the NPCs in the yard one by one and exchange feelings, leaving only Jie Fangcheng.
Social animals who like to slack off have mastered the skill of fooling around to fit in with the group. Jie Fangcheng had no choice but to find an NPC at random and start chatting with him out of boredom.
At this moment, Xie Fangcheng began to miss his clerical comrade deeply.
What kind of brain does Zhang Daoan have? He will definitely know what's going on after just one look. Why would Jie Fangcheng need to be here having an awkward conversation with the NPC
The sudden loss of such a useful military advisor made Jie Fangcheng even a little uncomfortable for a while.
However, although the NPCs in the yard were easy to talk to, when the players asked if they could borrow their equipment for that day, the NPCs all shook their heads.
"Everyone has to prepare their own outfits, you have to prepare your own too!"
The players continued to ask how to prepare, and the NPCs shook their heads again.
"You will know when the time comes."
Is this still possible?
"It seems that all the answers will have to wait until tonight." Yu Cong said solemnly.
We can only get together to continue studying the script.
The precious first day passed so uneventfully, and dinner was once again rice and pickles.
After dinner, someone came to inform the players.
"This is your first time in Shoufang Village. The deputy troupe leader asked me to remind you of the rules here. You cannot light the lights at night. If you hear someone knocking on the door or calling your name at night, do not answer until after midnight. Also, do not speak loudly at any time of the night, even when watching a play, you can only discuss in a low voice. If you have to go out at night, remember to close the doors and windows, and do not look back when walking on the road."
Yu Cong and the others nodded, then returned to their respective rooms to prepare for what was going to happen in the evening.
When the moon was above the willows, Zhang E was the first player to hear a knock on the door.
"Zhang E, Zhang E!" The person knocking on the door called his name in a low voice, "Open the door, I have something to discuss with you."
The sound sounded normal. If the NPC hadn't reminded him, Zhang E felt that he would have opened the door without hesitation.
The ghost at the door was very patient and knocked on the door for a long time. Finally, the sound at the door stopped.
Just when Zhang E thought that the ghost waiting at his door had left, the door creaked and opened.
"Zhang E, why don't you open the door?"
Zhang E raised his head reflexively.
In the moonlight, Zhang E accidentally made eye contact with the "person" standing at the door.
The ghost was wearing the same red inner garment as the player's current one, with long wet hair hanging down in front of his chest. But obviously, the corpse that had decayed for years could not support the slightly loose red inner garment. The body wrapped in the inner garment looked like a skeleton, with a pair of rotten eyeballs staring at Zhang E, and disgusting white bugs crawling out of his eye sockets from time to time.
Grass!
What should we do now
Zhang E immediately closed his eyes.
He had only completed two copies, and the items and skills he obtained were very weak. He could never be a match for the ghost in front of him.
Although he has no early warning skills, Zhang E is born with a strong intuition about dangerous things.
His intuition told him that the ghost standing at the door was definitely as powerful as a small BOSS in this copy.
It's impossible to defeat him, so we can only hope that his current behavior hasn't triggered the ghost's killing rules.
A strong fishy smell gradually approached.
Zhang E's heart was pounding, and he secretly took out his weapon - a poisoned dagger.
The stench stopped beside him.
Zhang E felt his hair stand on end at the thought of having such a thing standing next to him.
Closing his eyes made his senses more acute.
Why didn’t the NPC who came to remind them tell him that the ghost could just push the door open and come in
Now that they have come in, what on earth does this ghost want to do
The fishy smell was getting closer and closer, and Zhang E felt as if something was touching the tip of his nose.
His breathing stopped.
"Zhang E, open your eyes and talk to me." The ghost's voice was particularly close. It was obvious that the ghost was facing him face to face.
Zhang E clenched his teeth, endured the pungent fishy smell in his nose, and remained silent.
The ghost that had been in front of him shouted twice more. Seeing that Zhang E still refused to open his eyes, the ghost finally sighed and left.
Zhang E slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
At this moment, he heard the ghost that came out of his room stop in the next room.
"Jie Fangcheng, Jie Fangcheng?"
It was still the same voice and the knocking sound.
The ghost seemed to enjoy the process. He knocked on the door three times slowly and then continued to knock tirelessly.
"Jie Fangcheng, open the door, I have something to discuss with you."
I wonder what the boss’s reaction would be after seeing this ghost. Would he be as scared as him, breaking out in cold sweats and lying on the bed not daring to move
Just then, Zhang E heard the door of the next room open.
He was slightly startled.
This ghost is very patient. He knocked on his own door for a long time just now, but why was he knocking on the neighbor's door so quickly...
"Why are you knocking? Can't people sleep?" A familiar dissatisfied voice entered Zhang E's ears.
Zhang E opened his eyes in astonishment. He knew he couldn't see anything, but he couldn't help but look towards the door.
"You opened the door?!" the ghost's surprised voice came.
Jie Fangcheng had already drawn out the giant sword and was in a very bad mood.
After entering this dungeon, the food was not good and Zhang Daoan was not there. The whole day I was either looking for clues back and forth or being forced to participate in discussions.
But Yu Cong is too good at dealing with people. Although he has the responsibility of being a player commander, he remembers that "Jie Fangcheng is the boss" deeply. No matter what he analyzes, he will turn around and ask: "Brother Jie, is that right?"
It's not right to hit someone who smiles at you. Jie Fangcheng is not really a violent person. Since people are so polite to him, Jie Fangcheng can only respond politely. As a result, at the end of the day, he felt much more tired than in the level five book.
What's going on? Is he socially anxious? Is socializing so exhausting
Finally it was night and everyone went home. Jie Fangcheng lay down on the bed happily, ready to go to sleep. However, not long after he closed his eyes, there was a knock on the door, as if someone was calling for his soul.
So annoying!
Jie Fangcheng was furious. Seeing that the ghost was still laughing, as if he was going to continue making some underworld villain remarks, Jie Fangcheng swung his sword without saying a word.
"ah!!!"
After a scream that echoed throughout the theater, in front of Zhang E's astonished gaze, a shadow was first pulled out from outside the door, and after landing, it fled while screaming.
And behind it, another shadow rushed out.
"Still running? You're still running while someone is sleeping?"
After leaving these words in the wind, the sound of pursuit gradually faded away.
“Fuck…” Zhang E was stunned.
what happened
Was that the ghost screaming just now
The boss wouldn't just kill the mini-BOSS in the dungeon, right? ?
No way!
No one on the forums had ever mentioned that this was possible! Everyone kept repeating how powerful the NPCs in the dungeon were, how terrifying the bosses were, and that players should run away as soon as they saw them!
No one has ever said that you can kill the small boss directly!
Is this really something a player can do? Such a powerful ghost! Being beaten away is outrageous enough, how dare he chase after it!
Everyone saw it during the day! The village outside the theater was full of coffins. It was obvious that there were ghosts lying inside. How dangerous!
How dare he!
Zhang E scratched his head and wanted to open the door and stick his head out to see what was going on.
But the words that the NPC said at that time were still fresh in his mind. Zhang E was very aware of his own strength. He was so curious that he was almost suffocating, but he still lay obediently on the bed, quietly waiting for the arrival of midnight.
In such an agonizing wait, finally, the sound of a night watchman came from somewhere.
Soon, other noises were heard in the theater again.
Those are the NPCs who are going to go on stage tonight and are preparing.
And Zhang E's door was knocked again.
"Zhang E! I am Yu Cong, it's midnight!"
Zhang E couldn't help but sit up from the bed, opened the door, and it was indeed Yu Cong outside.
Yu Cong was shocked and confused: "What happened just now? I see no one is in Jie's room!"
The room he lived in was a little far from here, and he could only hear screams and vague conversations. He really had no idea what was going on.
That scream didn't seem to come from Jie Fangcheng, could it be a ghost
Zhang E opened his mouth and finally spoke in a very magical way: "Brother Yu, have you ever seen anyone enter a dungeon and kill a small boss directly?"
"What?" Yu Cong was shocked. "This is impossible!"
Zhang E looked outside the door: "But I think I saw Brother Jie... He seemed to be chasing the little boss."
(End of this chapter)