The handover time between today and tomorrow, that is, midnight, is generally the time when the yin energy is the heaviest, and at this time, accidents are particularly prone to occur.
For ordinary people, they probably start to feel sleepy after twelve o'clock, and it is time to prepare to fall asleep.
But for the players, twelve o'clock in the dungeon might be the time when they are most awake. They are always prepared to guard against accidents that may happen in the dungeon. It is unknown how many players will not survive the night.
At this time, the players who seemed to have fallen asleep opened their eyes, as if waiting for something.
Yuan Yuxue never closed her eyes.
He turned slightly to the side, his eyelashes half-closed, and lay on the bed in a formal manner. His eyes were facing the briefcase placed in the middle of the room, which was extremely full and even slightly bulging.
Time continued to pass by little by little, until it was nearly 3:40 - this was the time when even the players would be the most tired.
In the darkness, there was silence.
Yuan Yuxue's slightly drooping eyelashes suddenly opened.
The other players didn't seem to notice anything.
However, Yuan Yuxue heard a strange noise coming from the briefcase.
It sounded like extremely sharp nails were scratching the leather bag, rubbing against it bit by bit and making a strange sound.
Very similar to the sounds I heard during the day.
Yuan Yuxue silently sat up from the bed almost in an instant and walked to the center of the room.
His body was quite flexible, so the movement was very smooth.
When he came to the place where the props were placed and had his hand on the briefcase, the others seemed to react to Yuan Yuxue's movements.
At this time, No. 1 had already rolled down from the upper bunk and subconsciously asked, "Yuan Yuxue? Is she okay? What happened—"
The others also moved quite quickly.
Although No. 3 and the others did not say anything, they had already quietly arrived beside Yuan Yuxue and looked at him with a frown.
Number Three reached out and held down one of Yuan Yuxue's arms.
The uncle's eyes were quite alert.
Obviously, he suspected that Yuan Yuxue suddenly came to take the briefcase, perhaps because she was possessed by some strange thing.
In the dark room, a layer of pale white light suddenly appeared.
It turned out to be Xiaowu. She didn't know what props she used, but two white lights appeared out of thin air from her fingertips.
The light was like moonlight, not very conspicuous. It was obviously very weak, but it illuminated the entire room brightly.
Under this light, Xiao Wu's eyes suddenly looked extremely sharp, but when she saw Yuan Yuxue, her eyes turned soft and a little timid again, as if she was at a loss, and asked softly, "Yuan Yuxue, are you okay?"
Number Three glanced at Yuan Yuxue's shadow in the light and gave the uncle a look.
It's okay. I'm not possessed by a ghost.
At the same time, he loosened his hand on his arm, and said in a slightly stiff tone, "Don't scare me."
Yuan Yuxue's eyes were slightly dazzled by the bright light, but he did not blink, and still maintained that calm and indifferent expression, with his eyelashes slightly drooping, looking very obedient.