The familiar drowsiness hit, and the eyelids became heavy uncontrollably.

In the hazy picture, Yi Xing saw a pair of goose yellow gloves with pearls.

The pearls were one big and one small, and the gloves had rough stitches, exactly the pair in the mermaid's description.

He dreamed again, and he also dreamed about the key tip that the mermaid got before.

Is it because this is the only "key" he didn't get?

By the way, he didn't get the self-portrait that the president said either.

Maybe I'll dream of a self-portrait tomorrow night, or maybe never.

Gloves are worn on a pair of young hands, which carry a small bucket to go to the beach to pick up fish and crabs, break firewood with great effort and stuff it into the stove, hold a pencil and write stroke by stroke...

Gradually, the owner of the glove grew up, and the glove that could have covered the girl's fingertips could barely touch the girl's second phalanx.

After a while, the girl's hand could no longer fit into the glove.

The girl took off the glove and stuffed it into an old drawer.

After a long period of darkness, a pair of vicissitudes of hands opened the drawer, took out the gloves, and a tear fell on the pearl on the back of the gloves.

Yi Xing suddenly opened his eyes.

At the last moment of the dream, he recognized the hands full of labor marks.

He had seen those hands.

Those hands had held a broom and tried to drive them out of the village.

When I first entered the instance, that middle-aged woman looked crazy.

"Crazy Jane" in the old population.

"Hey, you woke up earlier than expected."

"Maybe there is still a chance, let's run."

Two red bullet screens slid across the light screen, before Yi Xing could be puzzled, he smelled the strong smell of seafood first.

Unlike sea monsters, which smell full of energy and deliciousness, this smell is like decaying marine life, which makes people lose their appetite.

It was the old man and those villagers who sacrificed him that night, and it smelled like sea creatures.

Yi Xing stood up with strength, walked quickly to the window, and looked down.

It was raining heavily outside, and the whole fishing village was dark.

"Crack" lightning flashed across the sky, and the street was illuminated by the electric light, and villagers who seemed human but not human were approaching here.

Their heads and torsos barely maintained their human shapes, but their legs and arms turned into octopus-like tentacles.

Yi Xing recalled the night when the old man was carried away, they walked across the floor, but there was no feeling or sound of movement, instead it was like something slipped by, silently, leaving only a sticky fishy smell.

These monster-like villagers came to the two-story stone house where they were.

Yi Xing turned around and went out, knocked on the player's door, and broke in without waiting for the player's response.

The player was still lying on the bed, and Yi Xing walked to the side of the bed. She just opened her eyes, as if she had just woken up from a dream, her face was in a daze.

"Get up, the priest is starting." Yi Xing pulled the player up from the quilt.

In the dungeon, it is impossible to sleep as comfortably as at home. The player sleeps in his clothes and only takes off his shoes.

After being dragged by Yi Xing, the player regained consciousness and realized the urgency of the situation. He quickly got out of bed, stepped on his shoes, and zipped up the side zipper.

but……

"Who is the priest?"

The well-dressed players had question marks all over their heads.

She just slept for a few hours, why can't she keep up with the plot of the dungeon?

Yi Xing pulled the player to the window, explaining more than letting her take a look.

As soon as the player walked to the window, he was wondering, when he saw a tentacle with the thick arm of an adult man crawling up from below, and clinging to the window under the suction force of the suction cup.

Her eyes widened in horror, and she subconsciously reached for the cards in her pocket.

"Attack card, attack card... found it!"

The player took out the card, just as a man's head with cloudy eyes and a hideous face popped out from below.

"corrosion!"

"corrosion!"

Following the player's trembling sound, two balls of black liquid flew out of the card.

The turbid liquid gradually became larger, and a ball of paint poured on the window like spilled paint, and the window disappeared almost instantly.

Another ball landed on the man's head and tentacles, and the tentacles melted away, and so did the head.

With a "bang", the lower half of the monster's body hit the ground.

Yi Xing who didn't have time to make a move: "..."

He knew how the player survived each dungeon with his silly character.

"The baby is scared to death. What kind of monster is that? An octopus with tentacles and a zombie-like human head."

The player patted his chest in fear, then said as if remembering something:

"The clothes on that monster look familiar. It seems to be a villager in a fishing village. The villagers are not friendly NPCs?"

Although Yi Xing does not agree with the player's practice of treating all survivors as teammates, she must admit that she has a good mentality of treating the paradise dungeon as a game and the characters in the dungeon as NPCs.

At least they won't be sad and angry that the villagers have become monsters, and they won't be unable to deal with them thinking that they were once human beings.

"How long can you use this card?" Yi Xing asked.

Player: "Three times."

Yi Xing: "Are there any other attack cards?"

"There is a 'Poison' and a 'Water Control'. Both are E-level cards, and they are not very aggressive."

The player directly took out the cards and pretended to let Yi Xing choose.

Yi Xing only glanced at it, and said: "You put it away, let's leave here first."

"Cub, don't you take a self-defense card?" The player trotted to keep up with him, saying:

"I can only use one card at a time. If you take the card, we can have an extra combat power."

Yi Xing seems to understand how the player cleared so many copies again.

She can create three cards a day, and will take the initiative to share the cards with her companions. For such a survivor, those who walk with her will try their best to ensure that she survives unless there is a last resort.

"No need, I prefer to use my abilities, you protect yourself." Yi Xing led the player to the door of the racing driver and kicked the door open.

The window was open and the bed was empty.

"Eh? Where's the racer?" The player looked at the window and said, "Has he left already? Or was he..."

The players couldn't bear to continue. Infinity Paradise is a game of death and death. Losing a teammate in the game means that a young life really died.

Without saying a word, Yi Xing went straight to the big wooden cabinet in the room and opened the door.

At the bottom of the cabinet lay the racing driver sleeping.

Unlike players, Xu Shi, a racing driver, didn't think he would encounter any danger in the fishing village. He took off his coat and slept.

But the person who put him in the cabinet didn't know whether he was worried that the coat would be exposed if left outside, or that he was freezing, so he put the coat in the cabinet.

The coat covers the racer.

And the blood spider silk left by Yi Xing just stuck to the coat.

Walking over, the player breathed a sigh of relief, leaned over and patted the racer's head to wake him up.

"You will find a place to sleep, get up quickly, it's time to run for your life."

The player watched the racing driver staggeringly crawl out of the cabinet, and felt that he would take a lot of time, so he said to Yi Xing:

"Cub, I'll guard him, you go and call the president first."

Yi Xing didn't think the president was still in his room.

In his perception, the blood spider silk left on the president's clothes is in the next door villager's house, and it has never moved a bit since he woke up. It is likely that the president took off his coat there,Or the other party found the blood spider silk, pulled it out and threw it away.

But he went out anyway, opened the door of the president's room and took a look.

The president's room was furnished like a race car driver's, with the bed empty and the windows wide open.

Yi Xing stood in the president's room and waited for a while, until the player and the racer came over, and then said: "The president is not here, there is no way to go downstairs, we have to go through the window."

"Why isn't my brother here?" The racer had already seen the monsters that seemed human but not human, and now he was flustered. "Could he have gone downstairs to find water? I have to find him."

The moment the racer turned around, several blood spider threads protruded from Yi Xing's fingertips, wrapping around the racer's waist.

There was a tear in the clothes at the waist, and the racer's body froze instantly.

"Don't make trouble, those guys have already reached the first floor, are you running down now? Are you trying to trap us here?"

Yi Xing's tone was calm, even coaxing a child, but the blood spider thread wrapped around the racer's waist remained motionless.

If the racer insists on going out, even if he is not cut off in the middle, he will still be left with a wound that can bleed profusely.

The player didn't know how sharp the blood spider silk was, so he only looked at Yi Xing, then at the racer, and persuaded:

"We made such a big commotion, and we didn't hear anyone from downstairs responding. The president should not be downstairs, so let's leave here first."

The racing driver was bound by the blood spider silk, a drop of cold sweat fell from his forehead, and his lips moved slightly, "But my brother..."

"You really don't know?" Yi Xing asked slowly, "Really unaware of your brother's plan?"

The racing driver thought of the glass of milk sent by the president at night, and his expression was a little dazed, "He is smarter than me, and he has ideas at any time, but he has no fighting ability. If I am not by his side..."

Yi Xing suddenly loosened the blood spider thread.

Being able to tell the president's weakness directly in front of them, Yi Xing can be sure that the racer really doesn't know about it.

He might know something else, but he didn't know that the priest, or the president, wanted to kill the survivors.

There was the sticky sound of an octopus villager climbing up the stairs.

"Let's go."

Yi Xing connected the blood spider silk to the opposite roof, turned around and stretched out his hand towards the player.

The player trotted over immediately.

Yi Xing led the players up to the window, jumped, and fell to the opposite roof under the pull of the blood spider silk.

On the other side, the octopus villagers slid into the president's room, and the racer climbed up the window, unable to advance or retreat.

Yi Xing wrapped the blood spider silk around the window sill, and instantly came to the racing driver, and brought him along.

All the octopus villagers on the street changed directions almost at the same time, looking at the roof where several people were.

The player who thought he could breathe a sigh of relief tensed up instantly.

"Damn, what's going on here? Did they put GPS on us?"

Yi Xing glanced at the house where the other blood spider silk breath was, turned around and said, "Let's go."

"Where can we go?" The player quickly followed behind him.

The racer glanced back at the house completely occupied by the octopus villagers, withdrew his worried gaze, and followed the two downstairs.

"Do you remember the first time you met that crazy woman?" Yi Xing asked quickly.

"Remember!" the player recalled, "There was a big tree there, and she ran out of the house at the end of the road where the tree was, and kept chasing and beating me, trying to get me out of the village."

"Not bad." Yi Xing didn't expect that she even knew that person's home, so he couldn't help but praise.

"Hey." The player smiled shyly.

After running for a while, she seemed to understand something, and said, "If these villagers are all monsters, that woman drove us out of the village, maybe...for our own good?"

"Perhaps." Yi Xing simply replied two words, he didn't care about other people's motives.

The player sighed with some feeling, and said:

"Unfortunately, we are escapees, and we can't leave here without a key. Even if we knew her intentions at the time, we couldn't leave."

"Be careful!"

Yi Xing stretched out his hand and pulled the emotional player aside, the blood spider thread came out, and instantly cut into pieces the tentacles of the octopus villagers emerging from the neighboring houses.

Xindao, the hardness of these monsters is far worse than that of sea monsters.

The player settled down and thanked Yi Xing, "It's a good thing I have you, otherwise I would have nothing."

"Use the card in time, you won't die." Yi Xing said.

Along the way, Yi Xing rescued players and racers a few more times.

Yi Xing observed the racer secretly, and was sure that he really couldn't dodge those attacks and was not pretending, so he was immediately puzzled.

Forget about the player, her abilities are all on the card, and she is an ordinary person without the card.

How can a racing driver be as useless as an ordinary person?

"What about your talent?" Yi Xing asked coldly.

Seeing Yi Xing's cold gaze, the racing driver was sure that if his answer did not satisfy him, he would leave him to feed these monsters.

"I, my current situation is special, and I can only use my ability when I am by my brother's side."

"What? Your abilities are still bound?"

Yi Xing didn't believe it.

If the racer's ability is bound to the president, the president would have tied the racer away before, instead of just hiding him in a cabinet.

The blood spider thread from Yi Xing's fingertips stretched out, crossed the racer's shoulder, and penetrated an octopus villager who came out from behind the house.

The racing driver swallowed, not daring to think whether the blood spider thread would pass through his neck in the next second.

"Because I'm my brother's 'follower' now, I can't be regarded as a survivor, and I can't use my talent if I'm a distance away from him." The racer said.

"Followers? What?" Yi Xing looked at the player.

"Some special animals or people in dungeons can be accepted as followers," the player's tone was also a little uncertain, "I've heard of it, but I've never seen it before."

Yi Xing looked at the racer again.

The racer hurriedly raised his hand as a sign of surrender, "What I said is true."

Yi Xing remembered something and narrowed his eyes slightly, "The number of keys in this dungeon is related to the number of survivors. Since you are not a survivor, why would you dream of keys."

The "key lipstick" recognized by the light screen comes from the dream of a racing driver.

The blood spider silk bypassed the racer, revealing a silent threat.

"That's what my brother described to me." The racer said weakly.

Yi Xing understood, no wonder he couldn't find any self-portraits, the president described his dream to the racing driver, and made up a dream himself.

"OK."

What an elaborate deception.

Players haven't figured out the situation yet, but they can't help being angry at the behavior of the president and the racers.

"What are you guys doing? Isn't it good to explain the situation clearly and cooperate sincerely to clear the customs? To deal with these messy things, what about the trust between people?"

Yi Xing laughed, "What he wants is that we can't pass the level and die here."

"You are maliciously speculating!"

The racer was a little annoyed, "They are all escapees. My brother just wants to take me to protect myself. There is absolutely nothing like what you said."

Players actually don't believe that the president has such thoughts, just like the racer said, everyone is a survivor, if the president kills them, what benefit will he get?

He is not a hunter, he enjoys killing, and he can get points for killing survivors.

But she can't understand the racing driver Ji Yixing.

This is my cub, the cub I dote on so much, he has saved you several times, how dare you kill him?

The player silently took out the "poison" card. This card has no lethality in a single release, and it can make people's body hair fall off gradually.

The player stared at the racer's hair, tapped the card with his finger, and a number "1" appeared on the top of the racer that only the card releaser could see.

Yi Xing glanced at the player.

He noticed the player's movements. Although he didn't know what she did, it should be interesting to see her smug expression.

Ahead is the woman's house, and Yi Xing was too lazy to argue with the racer. He glanced at the octopus villagers chasing after him, and said to the player:

"Go in and see if anyone is there, and if so, ask her to borrow her daughter's gloves."

If he was right, those gloves were the final "key".

He can't get it himself.

He has already got three keys, and then got the gloves, and he will probably take all the survivors, including the president, to clear the dungeon.

Just clearing the customs like this is not the result he wants.

In the deep sea, the sea monster as huge as a hill has changed its color several times.

From dark red to deep purple to jet black.In the end, the deep color faded like a tide, and it turned into a paprika that made people appetizing.

The sea monster opened its eyes, and the corners of its nimble eyes turned quickly, looking at its own body.

The sea monster didn't look back until it was sure that this body was attractive enough.

Those dead arms and legs scattered around it moved again, leading it to crawl towards the only land in this space.