Chapter 207 The Ball Closing
Ball Hall·Deep Space Final Ceremony.
“Draw a card?”
A woman whose face was covered with black veil displayed the cards in a fan shape with one hand and said to the young man in the mirror.
He was wearing a red and black classical style complicated dress, his skin was as white as snow, and he was filled with fatal charm. The silver-white crown on her head is eye-catching, and each diamond on it is a star.
The young man in the mirror randomly drew a card and said, "Why did you choose to come here as a 'Queen'?"
"According to the occasion. I am good at socializing and dancing." He even collected the cards in this way. Elegant and smiling, "What did you draw?"
"Ace of spades?" The young man in the mirror turned over the cards and waited for his explanation.
"Don't look at me like that. I'm only responsible for dealing the cards, not the interpretation. Heather Faith is good at this." He took the Ace of Spades from the young man in the mirror, flipped his palm and flipped the entire deck. Playing cards fade.
The young man in the mirror took a step back expressionlessly, disappeared into the cracked prism behind him, and left.
The queen pretended to stay: "Hey, why don't you draw a few more cards before leaving?"
As the players' copies ended one after another, they used their own methods to leave the venue.
The whole hall suddenly came to life, cleaning up the mess for them. Big black mouths were opened everywhere, swallowing up some of their remaining indescribable things.
Amidst the fierce music, the stars condensed the figure of the host in the center of the dance floor.
He raised his head slightly and stared at the endless starry sky.
The invisible player slows down the beat and flows from the brass into a lyrical minor tune.
The host glanced at them speechlessly and snapped his fingers.
Nearly a hundred blue-framed silver doors opened in the hall at the same time, spitting out all the players in a relatively gentle way.
Wei Miao felt dazed for a while and then stood in the ballroom, surrounded by players with equally blank faces.
Some people are well-dressed, some are ragged, and they can change their clothes on the spot with just one click. Wei Miao also changed her fashion back to "Crown Wearer".
Even though they no longer had the same enthusiasm as at the start of the game, many tired players still camouflaged themselves well, straightening their backs and showing a calm demeanor.
After spending some time in the dungeon, and suddenly returning to the dance party again, it is inevitable to feel a sense of separation, as if from another life.
The past few rankings have given everyone a buffer period to adapt. Players have made a good distinction between real life and game life, so they only recovered after being slightly dazed.
All the wounds on his body have healed, his body has returned to its peak condition, and all the burnt rabbit fur has grown back. If it weren't for the tattered deacon's clothes, the previous copy would have seemed like a dream.
Wei Miao suddenly remembered something that she remembered at the end of the copy.
She exerts scarlet domination on Elsa, but doesn't end the domination before leaving!
Now, she can't feel Elsa at all.
"The cross-world domination experiment failed. But there is another possibility. The ability of the cross-eyes is blocked." Wei Miao was not surprised, and the sudden words interrupted her thoughts.
“Ahem—dear players, welcome back!” The host jumped into the middle of the dance floor, cleared his throat, and bowed to everyone.
Feeling the eyes on him, he nodded with satisfaction: "No matter whether the copy is successful or not, every experience is the capital for you to establish yourself in the dance. However, the prosperity will eventually fade away, and the shadows will become old. Today, the final chapter has begun! Looking forward to seeing you on the dance floor next time! ”
"Cherish the last time and say goodbye to your dance partner. We may not meet again at the next dance!"
The crowd became commotion and began to look for their previous dance partner in the crowd.
Before Wei Miao could move, an elegant Yu Lei came over and waved to her.
Wei Miao looked her up and down and smiled: "You look like you are in good condition."
"Mr. Gray Rabbit is also in high spirits. I think it will be a good harvest." Yulei replied with a smile. . Wei Miao tentatively asked: "Perhaps we are experiencing the same dungeon world, why not talk about the scenery of the dungeon?"
Yu Lei, who was wearing a mask with a sad face, began to lament: "Is Mr. Gray Rabbit going to start tricking me with information again? Sure enough, there are no trustworthy people in the world. I specifically don't want to lie to you. , so I didn’t mention it at all...According to my breeding experience, disobedient rabbits are easy to send away."
Wei Miao:...
This person’s aria is as light as ever. The modal particles add a bit of humor, making the above words a lot softer, at least not annoying.
With her strange attitude, Wei Miao was not sure whether she was joking or serious.
Wei Miao said helplessly: "Okay, okay, you have said all the pros and cons. I hope I can hear about your breeding experience next time I see you."
"This is the first time someone has said "Other than me, there is one more person who is willing to listen to me talk about my breeding experience!" Yu Lei even spoke faster, "Death has more meaning with every additional audience." "
Putting a hand on Wei Miao's shoulder, Yulei leaned forward slightly, with the solidified silver-white face mask facing her, and said sincerely: "Little Rabbit, I like you very much, so accept it. We have to work hard on the copies we downloaded so that we can be dance partners again."
Wei Miao suddenly didn't want to work hard anymore.
She seemed to have accidentally stepped on Yulei's point of interest.
But who is Wei Miao? Her smile is flawless, and even her bloody eyes are shining with curiosity: "Of course I'm looking forward to it, but can I go see other friends now?"
Yu Lei is reserved. Nod.
Wei Miao turned around and left at a normal pace.
She strolled around casually and chatted with some players who were looking at leisure.
Except for not talking about the dungeon experience, everyone is amiable and willing to exchange IDs with each other and become familiar with each other.
Of course, no one will be recognized after entering the dungeon.
The end of the dance does not provide a channel for making friends. Although high-end players gathered together, they only met by chance.
“Happy time is always extremely short! Witnessed by the boundless starry sky, we gather here to talk about masks! I declare that the first Crazy Thursday Dance has concluded successfully! Thank you everyone for your wonderful performance , see you next time!”
Amidst the passionate music, the host opened his arms, bowed 90 degrees in all directions, held the staff in both hands, and struck the void.
Suddenly, layers of transparent ripples spread from the bottom of the cane to all directions, distorting the space.
The world in front of me became blurry for a moment, and then darkened.
Wei Miao instinctively opened her cross-shaped eyes and stared at him.
The familiar sense of teleportation.
“Have a sweet dream!”
The host’s last voice was as ethereal as smoke, coming from far, far away.
At the last moment when darkness completely fell, she seemed to see the host standing quietly in mid-air, looking up at the stars.
In his personal space, Wei Miao sat on a luxurious wooden chair, trying to sense Ziyan again.
No response.
Wei Miao thought: "Sure enough, it still failed. Is it because the ability of the cross double eye is not enough, or the dungeon will be reset after the player leaves the dungeon..."
[Congratulations to the player for completing the first game. prom! The players abide by the laws and performed well in this dance. Please keep up the good work! 】
[Dance-limited single-player copy is being settled! 】
(End of this chapter)