Today's player lobby is still bustling with people, with countless players lining up waiting to enter the dungeon.
After seeing off the tearful Ning Yu, Mu Chen walked into the pure white energy gate.
Since that exchange half a month ago, Yun Chuan seemed to have disappeared from the world and never appeared again.
Could it be that... he wants to wait for him to improve his level before looking for soul fragments?
While Mu Chen was wondering, he stretched out his arms and let the pure white clouds wrap around him. If nothing unexpected happened, those clouds would teleport him to the dungeon that needed to be conquered within a minute.
But this time the clouds and mist did not spread towards him. They were still fluffy and floating in every corner of this pure white space.
"No need to wait, they won't teleport you." A familiar voice suddenly came from behind him.
"Hello." The black-haired young man raised his hand and patted his shoulder.
Mu Chen turned around and saw Yunchuan, who was wearing a silver-white robe, looking at him with a smile, and seemed to be in a good mood.
"Long time no see." Mu Chen nodded politely. Since being taken over by 001, the system has opened up the primary database about the stars to him. After comprehensive study, he has a deep understanding of Yunchuan's position in the stars. .
In the words of 001, he can't be beaten. He absolutely can't be beaten. Even if he calls his parents and aunts and grandma over, he can't beat him.
Yunchuan liked people who judged the situation the most. He snapped his fingers lightly and the pure white mist gathered staggeringly. They continued to gather, compressed and finally split to form dozens of light balls that exuded a faint soft light.
"Come on, it's your turn next, choose one." Yun Chuan pointed at Mu Chen, "These are all C-B level copies. They are the copies that I selected that were contaminated by the Dark Realm and still remain."< br>
"Let me choose?" Mu Chen was stunned for a moment.
"Uh-huh, use your intuition to choose, use your heart to sense." Yunchuan turned his fingertips lightly, and the light balls floating in the air floated up, forming a circle around Mu Chen.
"Then what if I choose the wrong one."
"It's time to practice. Anyway, Ying has been sleeping for decades, so it's not more than a day or two." Yunchuan didn't care.
Okay...use your intuition to choose...Mu Chen closed his eyes and the surroundings fell into darkness.
But gradually, the soft light emitted by a light ball gradually overshadowed the other light balls and penetrated into his eyes. It floated there quietly but exuded endless temptation.
"That's it." Mu Chen opened his eyes and reached out to take the ball of light into his hand.
"Have you chosen?"
"Well, actually I still have a question." Mu Chen handed the ball of light to Yunchuan.
"Uh-huh." Yunchuan flicked the light ball, and the small light ball expanded and stretched instantly, forming a light gate as tall as a person.
"Last time in Same's dungeon, you entered as an NPC and awakened another NPC. Why do you want to be a player with me now? Enter the dungeon directly and catch the dark creature when it is attracted out. No? ”
"The role of NPCs in low-level books is a burden for me. Just like last time, I couldn't attack the dark creatures that possessed the players. I had to wait until Nan Sheng woke up. But this is not just because An Xu is a player. .
Each dungeon has strict control over the boss's energy usage. Nan Sheng is the hidden boss of the dungeon, so her energy limit will be higher. The system can determine the power I use to her to maintain the dungeon's energy limit. ”
After Yunchuan explained patiently, he quickly grabbed Mu Chen's arm and pulled him into the pure white light door.
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The copy of "Empire Singing Warbler" is officially launched-——
Number of raids: 56——
Number of people to conquer: 504 Number of people to clear: 69——
Copy level: B——
After the two figures disappeared, a line of light blue fonts flashed in the air.
‘Bang, bang, bang. ’ Mu Chen was woken up by the carriage. He struggled to straighten his aching body, only to find that he was lying on the narrow floor of the carriage in a very strange posture.
'hiss. ’ He gritted his teeth and pulled his legs off the seat, using friction to give his head, which was close to the seat, some room to move.
The carriage shook violently again, and Mu Chen was covered in ashes.
He finally managed to place himself in the correct posture in the carriage, but before he could take a closer look at his surroundings, he was scratched in the face by a ball of gray hair.
It was a gray bird with fried feathers, hanging on his face and pulling his hair desperately.
"Is this... a sparrow?" As soon as he said this, the little bird let go of his hair. It flew around in the carriage and then pecked the man's face like a cannonball, leaving a small red mark.
Mu Chen covered his face in pain and reached out to hold the little bird that was holding his flesh in his hand.
The little thing stuck its head out from between his fingers and stared at him with disapproval.
Mu Chen had never raised a bird before and didn't know what to do with it for a while.
Just like that, one person and one bird stared at each other in the swaying carriage.
What does it sound like to fight with a sparrow? The man let go of the bird with a headache and let it ride on his head.
Through the dusty glass of the carriage, Mu Chen could see the scene outside.
This seems to be a small town in a Western country in the old century. Everyone walking outside the window is dressed in British style. They all had gloomy faces and walked in a hurry, as if they were running away from something.
It looks like England in the 18th or 19th century, but the buildings outside look like French-style buildings.
As the carriage moved forward, the buildings gradually became sparse, and the trees on the road gradually became denser. Finally, the carriage plunged into a forest filled with white mist. The little bird chirped and hid its small body in Mu Chen's collar.
唔唔唔唔
After an unknown amount of time, the sound of other carriages suddenly came from the distance.
Mu Chen hurriedly moved to the window, and through the thick fog, several blurry carriage shadows were reflected in the distance.
This must be another player. I don’t know which carriage Yunchuan is on.
After a while, marble paved roads gradually appeared on the ground, and the orange-yellow street lamps became the most conspicuous guide signs in the fog.
The carriage Mu Chen was in slowed down, and the carriages that were following far behind caught up. The carriages lined up in a straight line and finally stopped at the end of the road.
Creak. A man dressed in black and wearing half a black mask appeared out of nowhere. He pushed open the door of the carriage stiffly. "Sir, carriages are not allowed in the manor. Please move."
The man's bloodless thin lips wriggled, and he uttered a hoarse whisper.
Xiaoniao lowered his head and buried himself completely in Mu Chen's clothes, too scared to make any sound.
Mu Chen got out of the carriage and realized that this so-called carriage was really just a carriage.
There were horses, carriages, and passengers, but no grooms. No wonder I didn't hear the groom's shouts along the way.
The man in black watched Mu Chen get out of the car obediently and ignored him, and went to open the doors of other carriages one by one.
There were a total of ten carriages present, of different styles, but most of them were as dilapidated as Mu Chen's carriage.
Except...the last one.
The car was so luxurious that it almost blinded people's eyes. Even the horses pulling the car wore strings of gem necklaces.
"..." He may know who is sitting inside, but just now he was wondering if Yunchuan was awkwardly stuck on the carriage floor when he woke up. Sure enough, people and bosses are treated differently.
Sure enough, after the man in black pushed away and called the other eight players indifferently, he changed his indifferent attitude and knocked diligently on the door of the luxury carriage.
After the person inside responded, he opened the door and stretched out his arm.
Yunchuan, who was dressed in gorgeous clothes, lazily put his hand on his arm and got out of the carriage.
On his shoulder, a small gray bird with fluffy feathers sat obediently in the lace of the dress.
"Good day." Yun Chuan smiled at Mu Chen.
"..." Mu Chen bravely walked to Yunchuan under the gaze of twenty pairs of eyes. "Why are you dressed like this?" he asked in a low voice.
"I can't help it. I forgot to tell the system. The system doesn't dare to arrange a bad job for me, but it won't affect the plot." Yun Chuan saw the bulging collar on Mu Chen's messy head at a glance. "You started having sex with the carriage? You look like a monkey running out of the mountains now."
"It's not because of this little guy." Mu Chen tilted his shoulders helplessly, revealing the feathery bird buried in his clothes. "Isn't this sparrow tired? It bit me all the way and almost made me bald. No, why is your bird so good?"
Yun Chuan rolled his eyes at him, "Of course the sparrow is not tired, because this is a nightingale."
"Mauston, how could you leave your distinguished guest outside the door!" An angry voice suddenly sounded from the mist.
"Sorry." The man in black named Moston lowered his head deeply.
"You stupid groundhog! I knew you couldn't do anything good!" An old man with a gray beard walked out of the fog wearing a stiff white dress.
With his appearance, the fog gradually dissipated.
A huge manor is revealed in front of the players. The manor is a standard Gothic style building.
They are composed of thick and gorgeous stone columns. Tall and straight buildings rise from the ground. The towering spiers point towards the dark sky, as if they want to pierce the clouds.
The players stood in front of the iron gate of the manor, as small as sesame seeds.
Creak...
The heavy iron door was pushed open, and the old man ran out angrily. His face was flushed with anger, and when he saw the players standing in the open space, he immediately forced out an ugly smile, "Oh my God, my most distinguished guests. , you are finally here. I hope stupid Mauston didn’t offend you.”
"Come in quickly, Mr. Duke can't wait to see you. Oh, by the way, I am Reese, the steward of this manor." Old Man Reese smiled and bowed to the players, making an invitation. gesture.
The players followed him into the castle.
When the last player stepped into the door, the heavy iron door closed automatically, making a dull crashing sound.
Ding dong! The system's cold electronic sound sounded in the players' minds.
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The B-level dungeon "Manor Haoshengying" is officially launched-——
Main mission: Survive until the end of the instance——
Side mission: Please trigger it yourself——
Number of players: Ten people-——
The broadcast is over, players are asked to work hard to pass the level——
(End of chapter)
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