"Hey, wake up. Wake up quickly..."
‘Hiss…’ My head hurts.
Mu Chen covered his swollen forehead and opened his eyes with difficulty.
Last night...
Silver hair, will-o'-the-wisp, fish tail...
Damn it, Mu Chen suddenly got up from the ground, a severe headache making his eyes darken.
"Brother, be careful." Ning Yu pursed his lips and supported him. The practice of several games had made the Zhang Yang boy more responsible. He was no longer the kid who only panicked.
"Brother, Su Yunle said you went out last night." Ning Yu used his strength to help Mu Chen sit down by the bed. "An Xu got up early and saw you lying on the ground as soon as he opened the door."
"I...I couldn't sleep. I heard a knock outside the door in the morning. I asked Su Yunle to take a look..." The pockmarked young man blinked and glanced at Su Yunle uneasily.
"Yeah, thanks to him getting up early. Otherwise it would be troublesome if some NPCs passed by." Ning Yu wiped his forehead with lingering fear.
"So what did you encounter last night? The thing inside should not be malicious to the player, otherwise you wouldn't know whose stomach you were swimming in now." Su Yunle shrugged.
"Last night..." Mu Chen blinked, the pain gradually subsided, and the blurry scenery in front of him gradually became clear. "...Hiss...it hurts..." The memory of last night was both clear and fuzzy. Mu Chen wanted to speak, but there was an invisible pressure that prevented him from revealing anything.
Dong Dong...
The knock on the door brought Mu Chen's memories to an abrupt end.
"Recruits, come out and assemble." A familiar voice came from behind the door with a smile.
"It's the officer named Lin." An Xu was a little at a loss.
Su Yunle stepped forward and opened the door.
"Good morning." The silver-haired young man smiled and glanced at the players with different expressions.
"It seems you are ready. Line up. We need to do some warm-up activities before breakfast." Yun Chuan glanced at the frowning man with his peripheral vision, "Mu Chen."
"Here we come." Mu Chen tensed up.
"Don't be nervous, you will always be nervous on the first day on board. Have a good rest at night, you will not be able to hide the dark circles under your eyes." Yunchuan smiled and walked out the door.
Several players quickly lined up and followed him.
Along the way, except for picking up Su Yinchen halfway, Yunchuan remained silent. He just walked around Mu Chen leisurely with a smile on his face.
"..."
Dawn had just broken, and the sun broke through the clouds and poured onto the deck, coating the worn wooden boards with golden paint.
The soldiers on the ship had already formed a neat team, shouting and jogging on the deck.
"Line up, five people in a row, and follow the group twenty meters behind. After jogging, follow them directly to the canteen. Meet on the deck at eight o'clock." Yunchuan gave a brief order and quickly left.
What a joke, he didn't want to be caught running by the stupid NPC.
The ghost ship is shabby but big enough that it doesn't take much effort to find a quiet and comfortable hiding spot.
Yunchuan lazily leaned in the corner, eating an apple brought from the cafeteria.
Comfortable, at ease, so unhappy.
For the boss, the first day of the dungeon is always so "quiet and peaceful".
But for players.
Yun Chuan chuckled. If Mu Chen was smarter, he wouldn't tell everything about what he saw yesterday.
Jog to break away from the crowd.
This means that the next exercise time is the players’ private time.
‘Don’t be in danger. ’ Yunchuan yawned and threw the core into the sea. To be precise, according to the plot, there was nothing dangerous during the whole day.
But at night, you can't tell.
Yun Chuan twitched the corner of his mouth. To be honest, he didn't quite understand the social beasts in the planning department who were working on scripts. In eight out of ten books, everything is done at night and everything is calm during the day.
This is not good and must be changed. The silver-haired young man hummed a tune and opened the panel, and there were several complaint letters.
I don’t know how many people’s hair fell due to this tonight~
"Sneeze!" The head of the planning department who was far away touched his Mediterranean, and looked at the wig advertisement that suddenly appeared on the system's blue screen with some confusion.
'It's almost time, time to go see some fun. ’ After punching the Lord God’s mailbox for a while, Yunchuan stood up and turned off the system with satisfaction.
Kaka. The slender fingers tapped on the wooden wall covered with green moss, but the sound was a muddy metallic sound.
The black gelatinous liquid came out of the cracks and stuck together, staining most of the wall black. They continued to overlap, stretching out translucent tentacles, trying to wrap around the white palm.
Yun Chuan frowned and withdrew his hand in disgust.
"Zhizhi...wuwu..." The gel gushed and made a pitiful falsetto, like the cries of countless children.
"..."
It was so disappointing that his heart skipped a beat and he closed his eyes. The silver-haired young man closed his eyes and allowed the tentacles to submerge him. "Comrade, take the dinner plate, what kind of dish will you order?" Auntie's rough shouting filled her ears. When she opened her eyes again, the location had been transformed into the ghost ship's canteen.
Even though the crowd was rubbing shoulders with each other, no one seemed to notice Kumokawa walking out of the wall.
Just as he wished. Yunchuan casually took an iron plate, ignored the resentful eyes of the soldiers beside him, and went straight into the team.
Less than ten meters ahead, players who had finished their morning training dragged their tired bodies and were eagerly looking forward to breakfast.
Wow. A bunch of unknown green objects exuding a fishy smell were piled on a rusty dinner plate. A few drops of silky liquid splashed and landed on An Xu's face.
"Ah...ah" The pockmarked young man could barely hold the plate. He looked at the unknown object still squirming in his hand with some horror, feeling nauseated.
"Hey, what the hell is this." Ning Yu tried his best not to smell the pungent smell that penetrated his nose.
"Hey, can't you let me experience a normal canteen?" Su Yinchen and Su Yunle had long been accustomed to it. They finished their meals quickly and searched for free tables in the canteen.
The five people squeezed through the crowd and got into the corner.
clatter. Yunchuan snapped his fingers, and his short silver hair turned gray, and dozens of wrinkles instantly covered his delicate cheeks.
He simply modified his face and naturally sat at the table next to the players.
"Let me go, what is this? How can they eat it..." Ning Yu lowered his voice without tears.
"Normally, NPCs will only act according to instructions. Even if there are maggots on the plate, they will still eat them." Su Yinchen shuddered, it was really a disgusting experience.
"Do we really want to eat?" The pock-marked young man was about to cry, poking at the unknown squirming thing in front of him with his chopsticks.
"Waste is the most taboo in the army." Mu Chen, who had been silent all the time, suddenly said, "Although this is a copy, it also draws on reality. If we don't eat, I'm afraid we will be judged as wasteful."
"Well, what will happen if it's wasted?" Su Yinchen really didn't have the courage to touch this pile of things.
"I will be educated by the superior." Mu Chen shrugged. "This thing looks like seaweed, with meat inside. It should be rotten fish and shrimp. You won't die if you eat it."
"No matter how you look at it, you can't even enter your mouth!" The pockmarked young man shrank into a ball, with rejection written all over his body.
"That's not the point. Do you still remember the name of this copy?" Mu Chen looked at Su Yinchen.
""Shark"" Su Yinchen tilted his head.
"But so far, there are no traces of Shark in the dungeon. This is not normal in non-advanced dungeons."
"Food can sometimes represent a species." Mu Chen sighed, "These things don't look like they are eaten by humans."
"Brother, no way. You mean this thing is eaten by the sharks? Then these people on the boat..." Ning Yu widened his eyes and carefully peeked at the soldiers feasting beside him.
"Not necessarily. It's just a guess." Mu Chen shook his head, "Let's think about how to deal with these things first."
"Don't be nervous, we don't have to really eat it, we just need to make them think that you have eaten these things." Su Yinchen patted Ning Yu on the shoulder.
So smart...Kumokawa, who was eavesdropping, poked the green algae on the plate with his chopsticks. This is good stuff. I don’t know how many players have died because they didn’t eat it.
These players are too stereotyped, and now it seems that not eating the food in the dungeon cafeteria has become an invisible treaty among the stars.
But some weird and unsightly gadgets can be life-saving tools.
Such as these unknown objects in front of us.
Mu Chen's guess was correct. It was indeed related to Shark, but it was not Shark's ration.
These things are a mixture of seaweed and shark's blood, which can put a false shell on the soldiers' originally broken bodies and imprison their weak souls.
And those who drink the blood of the sharks will be judged as the same kind by the irrational sharks. In the later stage, most of the dangers for players come from the attacking sharks.
Hmm...which strategy was it from? Two strong players forced another player to eat the disgusting green algae, giving the poor lucky kid a chance to survive.
I have to say, it’s really cool to see people fighting from God’s perspective.
Kumokawa shrugged and used his chopsticks to press the green algae that kept crawling toward him, offering sacrifices to the god who, for Same, he would follow even to death.
Even though it sounds very serious, this kind of following undoubtedly adds a lot of obstacles to the sacrifice in many ways.
Shark's vitality is too tenacious, and this tenacity can even reach down to every cell.
Yun Chuan fully understands this.
In most cases, he didn't want to be stuck with a lot of slimy, invisible flesh and blood.
Thinking of this, the young man sighed, be content, at least Shark's flesh and blood is not red.
Snap, silver flames poked out from the sleeves and quickly engulfed the green mass.
He doesn't feel like eating this kind of sanitized food.
"I thought you had some good ideas..." Su Yinchen looked at the man in front of her speechlessly.
"My method is very good." Mu Chen didn't look up. He quickly stuffed the green balls into a plastic bag, and then put the plastic bag into his pocket.
"Why not use props?" Su Yunle was a little confused. He had a hundred ways to make these things disappear.
"Intuition." Mu Chen said lightly, "Existence means rationality. These things are worth studying. Maybe we can get some clues about Shark."
(End of chapter)