"Host, he is here." 001 turned into a silver stream of light, flying up and down.
"Yes." Yun Chuan carefully arranged his collar in front of the broken mirror.
Bang, after the words fell, the door of the dormitory, which was already weak, was pushed open, and the slime that had not been cleaned dripped onto the floor, making a hissing and corrosive sound.
"You're here." The beautiful black-haired young man slowly turned around and looked at the panting man.
As expected of the person he chose, not only did he get rid of the illusion so quickly, but he was also the first to suspect him. He really has a promising future.
"Good afternoon, sir." Mu Chen looked at the young officer in front of him carefully.
"Good afternoon, what's the matter?" Yun Chuan blinked, "I think you found the traitor."
"We are still looking for the traitor, but I want to ask you to confirm something." Mu Chen looked away from his eyes, and his eyes moved down to rest on the corners of the young officer's beautiful lips. The shape of his lips... also looked inexplicably familiar.
"You said."
"I found a strange kind of fire." Mu Chen took out a fancy little box.
"..."This is...a matchbox?
"Please come closer." Mu Chen lit a match.
"?" Yunchuan looked at the small wooden stick with sparks in confusion. The matchbox looked familiar, but it didn't look like something from this copy.
On the contrary, it looks like some kind of prop... "Oh, I'm sorry."
The moment Yunchuan approached, Mu Chen seemed to have been stumbled. He tilted his hand and the whole match fell straight onto Yunchuan's uniform.
"Sorry, sir!" The military uniform caught fire and burned, and the low-quality fabric instantly became charred when it came into contact with the long-burning candle.
"Sir, be careful!" Mu Chen rushed over with an anxious look on his face, quickly took off Yunchuan's clothes, threw them to the ground and stomped them out.
The action of removing clothes was skillful and smooth, and the entire process lasted less than twenty seconds.
"..." How many people have you stripped off their clothes before you become so skilled?
"Wow, Kawakawako is going to be angry. Look no further." 001 disappeared into the air.
"I don't think that just because the sleeves of your coat are on fire, you need to take off the clothes underneath. Sir, the crime of hooliganism in our country has not been cancelled." Yunchuan looked at the man who was ravaging his clothes. This was the first time. Once someone came and took off his clothes brazenly.
The young man stood in front of him with a half-smile, his lean body clearly visible. The delicate collarbone under his white neck was slightly raised, and a bright red mole adorned it. His body was well-proportioned without any trace of fat, and every muscle line was growing. Just right.
"Sorry." Mu Chen closed his eyes silently and avoided the naked upper body of his boss in front of him like he was trying to make up for it.
"..." People are addicted to food. Yun Chuan looked at the man whose face suddenly turned red indifferently, raised his leg and kicked him in the abdomen.
"Hiss." Mu Chen held his stomach and took a few steps back, leaning against the wall, feeling careless.
He coughed and raised his head. He was about to say something, but his eyes were filled with white flowers.
Pale and slender hands grasped his neck. The young man pursed his thin lips in displeasure and began to take off his clothes.
"Sir..." Mu Chen protected his inner clothes with one hand and held Yunchuan's pale arm with the other. "Sir, who asked you to come to Nan No. 1? Is it Lan Ming?"
"What do you mean?" Being grasped by the man's fiery palm, Yun Chuan subconsciously waved his arm to shake his hand away.
"Nothing else. Sir, you must have never seen other people's bodies." Mu Chen used his strength and pushed the person against the wall with his backhand. "Sir, your body is very clean."
"..." Yunchuan did not imitate the riddled bodies of NPCs. After all, he did not expect that any player would dare to blatantly come up and take off other people's clothes.
"So, let's be honest, what do you want to know from me?" Yun Chuan was too lazy to resist and leaned against the wall casually. Anyway, the plot has already collapsed, so it’s not impossible to reveal something to Mu Chen.
"Anything is OK?"
"As long as I know."
"I have only one question." Mu Chen let go of him and took a few steps back. "Where is the ice coffin? Or, are you a sacrifice?"
"Why do you think so." Yunchuan opened the wardrobe and put on a new set of clothes.
"The sharks are hallucinating, and seeing is not believing. The wars we experienced before were simply illusions." Mu Chenjin stared at his movements. "The enemies we faced in the war did not have specific images at all, because the people who created the illusions I don’t even know who the enemy is.”
"You are not human, and you don't understand the sharks. But these are not important. Tell me how to see the sacrifice."
Yunchuan's hand on the button paused, and he turned back quietly, "You have to pay a price for knowing something you shouldn't know now."
"What price."
"Tell me what you saw after being dragged away by the skeleton shark." "In the storybook, the casters of illusions generally know the general content of the illusion." Mu Chen picked up a pen and shook it. Sure enough, Not a trace of ink in it.
I'm afraid this kid's train of thought may not be completely off track. "Okay, I won't bore you. The illusion has nothing to do with me, and my target is not you. But I can give you a hint."
Yunchuan blinked mysteriously, and he raised his fingers to signal the man to come closer to him.
"No matter how powerful the illusion is, it cannot convey the real thing."
"Unable to...deliver physical objects?"
"You can leave my room now. The next storm will come in one hour and five minutes. I wish you good luck." Yun Chuan raised his hand and snapped his fingers. "Please close the door when you go out."
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[Private chat]
[Kawakawako: What did you give him? The question he asked me was completely beyond my expectation! ]
"..." What was supposed to come came. Nan Sheng, who was sitting in the ice coffin, silently closed the private chat and opened another chat box.
[Beautiful Nan Nanzi: Boss, help! ]
[Sea King:?]
[Beautiful Nan Nanzi: Boss, didn’t Chuan Chuanzi change the plot line just now, and then added me in and asked me to use the illusion to give clues to the players to let them follow the new plot. ]
[Sea King: So, when can I go online? ]
[Beautiful Nannanzi: It’s early. No, the point is that I didn’t expect that the guy named Mu Chen would finish the fantasy plot so quickly. No normal person would rush into such a big fire without hesitation! Anyway, I gave him the wrong thing when I was in a hurry. ]
[Sea King: Hey, what did I think? I just gave you the wrong thing...what the hell? Did you give me the wrong thing?]
[Beautiful Nan Nanzi: You can’t blame me for this. I haven’t been online for 800 years. It was a mistake. ]
[My King of the Sea: Have a good trip! ]
——
[Sea King has been offline]-——
"..." Pig teammate Nan Sheng repeatedly clicked on Yunchuan's chat box, and finally clicked with a smile.
[Beautiful Nan Nanzi: Hehe]
[Kawakawako:?]
[Beautiful Nan Nanzi: Chief, you know that the boss sometimes makes mistakes. ]
[Kawakawako: You'd better explain it to me clearly. His train of thought has completely gone astray, and I can hardly continue to compile it. ]
[Beautiful Nannanzi: It’s nothing, I just gave you the wrong thing in a hurry. It seems that I was given a watch, and I remembered that there were photos of the captain and Lan Ming when they were children. ]
[Kawakawako:……]
[Kawakawako: How could I be so virtuous as to have a pig teammate like you? ]
[Beautiful Nan Nanzi: (crying emoticon pack)]
"Even if he was given a pocket watch, he shouldn't have asked these questions. He must have discovered other things." Yunchuan frowned.
"Master, do you need me to fetch it?" 001 stuck his head out.
"Forget it, the result is the same anyway, as long as he gets Nan Sheng out." Yunchuan sighed. Now that he had given Mu Chen clues to the depths of the Netherworld Ship, he hoped that the pig teammates would not let the chain slip again.
——
"Illusions cannot convey reality." Mu Chen rubbed the hard shell of the pocket watch.
He sat in the empty dormitory and waited quietly.
There were still ten minutes before the storm came, and there was another thin scratching sound outside the closed door.
‘It’s all wrong. ’ Mu Chen took a deep breath and luckily didn’t talk too much in front of Lin Qing. It was the notes and the shark's illusion that made him mistakenly believe that Lan Ming was still a child until his death. The little shark in the illusion was indeed Lan Ming, but not the current Lan Ming. As for the real Lan Ming, they had already seen him.
"What a mistake. That Lin Qing happens to be no ordinary NPC either. So..."
"Don't attack me, I'll open the door." He raised his head with a wry smile, facing the skeleton merman who was clinging to the ceiling and preparing to raise his bone spurs.
"You are the real Lan Ming, right?"
The skeleton mermaid tilted his head, as if he didn't understand what he said.
'never mind. ’ The previous mistake in inference made Mu Chen not in the mood to talk to a skeletal mermaid who seemed unable to understand.
This time he opened the door directly and allowed himself to be swallowed up by countless skeleton mermaids.
The sharks are hallucinating, and what they see may not be true.
The fantasy had begun the moment he opened the door.
——
"Hey, wake up." A strong force kicked Mu Chen on the waist again, knocking him off the sofa.
"What is this?" Yunchuan in the fantasy world looked curiously at the small transparent white flowers floating next to Mu Chen.
"It's the crystal orchid." Mu Chen sat on the ground, smiling as he looked at the black-haired young man touching the little flower.
"Ah!" The moment his fingers connected with the flower, the entire illusion was instantly engulfed in white light.
"Mu Chen, what's going on?" Under the light, his body began to gradually dissipate.
"Just a little trick to deal with you." Mu Chen lay down on the ground.
Sure enough, as the distortion of space dissipated, a pinprick-like pain came from the brain.
Crystal Orchid, which can completely withstand a mental attack below the C-level dungeon level, is still lacking against a B-level dungeon.
However, this shortcoming was just right. Compared to being dragged to the destination by a skeleton mermaid while he was awake, he preferred this method of arriving at the destination just after waking up from the illusion.
He lay on the cold and wet floor, waiting for Lan Ming to leave.
Suddenly, there was a pain in my left hand. Mu Chen clearly felt something stepping on his hand.
Bang, the next second, the thing was completely pressed against him, mumbling words he couldn't understand.
(End of chapter)