"Don't the emperor like it?" The little octopus was keenly aware of Yi Xing's emotions, and was a little at a loss for a while.

Yi Xing has long discovered that the little octopus is used to putting his preferences ahead of his own. This is the case with the hot pot soup, and it is also this time.

The hot pot soup is not the little octopus's business alone, and it has also affected him.

He couldn't bear an octopus with hot pot soup crawling on him. The biggest concession was to build a swimming pool like a mandarin duck pot in the space, and let the little octopus go to the clean water pot to rinse it before coming out.

But what the little octopus looks like has nothing to do with him.

"You can be whatever you like, it's up to you."

Yi Xing thought for a while and said, "I don't dislike it either. You are so special, but it's too special to disguise you as an ordinary animal."

Yi Xing knew that the little octopus was not the original sea monster, but the administration or other capable users did not know that it was still the hunter in the fishing village instance in their eyes.

He can't guarantee that the little octopus will be hidden forever. If the management team finds the existence of the little octopus, they will send suitable escapees to control it or destroy it.

This is what An Wumeng said is the "consistent practice of the Administration."

Yi Xing once thought of going to the aquatic product market to buy an octopus to clarify the identity of the little octopus.

Even if someone finds out in the future, it is still an ordinary octopus bought from the aquatic market.

The little octopus understood the key parts, and the emperor didn't dislike it, and even praised it as special.

As for the rest...

"Pretend? I will do this!"

The little octopus raised its tentacles, and the eyeball-shaped suckers began to change color and shape, and soon became white and tender little suckers again.

The color under the three eyeballs in the eye sockets also gradually became darker, and the three eyeballs seemed to blend into one, and it looked like there was only one eyeball again.

Ordinary octopuses are masters of camouflage and have the ability to change body color, and the camouflage ability of small octopuses is obviously even better.

"However, this can only be done when the mood is calm, and the anger will change back to the way it was before." The little octopus said.

Yi Xing: "Enough."

It must be a very bad situation to make such a good-tempered little octopus angry.

Yi Xing turned his head suddenly, looking at the mushroom that had quietly crawled out of the planting pot, "Where are you going?"

The mushroom froze, bent down, the cap almost fell to the ground, and said silently: "I can't see me, I can't see me."

Yi Xing walked over, picked up the mushrooms, and inserted them back into the pot.

"Plants should stay in the soil, what should they do if they run around like this and die?"

This is a threat, it must be a threat.

"Damn escapee, how dare you play with me like this, I..." Mushroom's voice stopped abruptly.

It saw a little red octopus crawling up Taotie's shoulder, the little octopus swelled up because of his words, the color suddenly became darker.

The suction cups on the tentacles turned into golden eyeballs, and the eyeballs in the eye sockets were suddenly divided into three parts.

Facing the six dangerous and oppressive eyes of the little octopus, the mushroom became dizzy for a while, and the scene in front of him seemed to have turned into colorful blocks.

Yi Xing noticed the strangeness of the mushroom and looked sideways at the little octopus.

The newly inflated body of the little octopus shrank immediately, the color changed from dangerous dark red back to beautiful chili red, and the sucker and eyes also entered the camouflage state.

"It's fierce." The little octopus whimpered softly, twisting its tentacles.

"It's okay, it's just impotent rage."

Yi Xing didn't care what Mushroom said about him at all. If he had to talk about it in detail, he was the victim.The janitor and insect master illegally entered the house intending to kill, he was forced to fight back in self-defense.

He was more concerned about the effect the little octopus had on the mushrooms just now.

He just discovered that the new appearance of the little octopus also has the effect of mental attack, which can cause a slight confusion of consciousness to those who see him.

And this kind of mental attack didn't seem to affect him. don't know if the little octopus can control this kind of influence, or his mental threshold is high enough.

How could the bug master send such a bug to the opponent?Isn't this improving the opponent's strength to deal with oneself?

Mushroom was still chanting madly: "I will enter the dungeon right now, and when I get out of the dungeon, I will... definitely turn you into a container for my parasite!"

It seems to have forgotten that its only attack method, spores, is not as lethal as the smog in front of Yi Xing.

Yi Xing also almost forgot that Mushroom is a hunter, as long as it is not dead, it will always enter the instance.

"Is it time for your dungeon this month?"

If it is coming, he can no longer raise mushrooms like this.

Yi Xing wasn't sure if the mushroom in this state could answer his question, he took the small shovel at the side, first dug out the bugs hidden in the planting pot, and put them into the space.

The cap of the mushroom moved, and seeing the bug being taken away, he blurted out "thank you".

Yi Xing watched it silently.

Obviously, Mushroom's mind is definitely not clear now.

The mushroom shook the cap several times, and the dizzy stick figure looked at Yi Xing, as if it had reacted to something, with a slightly annoyed expression.

Immediately, it snorted coldly:

"Dungeon time? Do you think I'm the same as you survivors? Everyone regards the dungeon as hell, and only has to enter the dungeon when the countdown is over."

When he said this, Mushroom mustered up the courage to look at the little octopus on Yi Xing's shoulder, and quickly lowered his head again.

It looked like an ordinary octopus, and the previous insane horror was like an illusion.

But it dared not relax at all.

That must be a hunter with special abilities.

It was probably the hunter who killed the delivery boy last night.

Mushroom couldn't understand why such a hunter would appear beside Taotie?

Is it true that, as the gatekeeper guessed, Taotie is so good to see that hunters can't bear to kill him, and instead keep him as a pet?

Yi Xing didn't know what was going on in Mushroom's jelly-shaped head, so he asked his guess:

"Could hunters be able to enter the instance at any time?"

"Of course! The dungeon is a paradise for us hunters!"

Mushroom's facial features made of simple lines changed, showing a flattering smile to the little octopus on Yi Xing's shoulder.

I hope that the other party will let it go for the sake of being a fellow hunter, and stop being fooled by the disaster of Taotie.

The little octopus stared at the lines on the mushroom cap, leaned close to Yi Xing's ear, and acted softly, "My lord, its patterns are not as good-looking as mine."

"Well, you're the prettiest." Yi Xing replied casually, turning his head to look at his light screen.

The countdown on the light screen shows "15".

This is the time since he left the novice dungeon, and entered the player's dungeon halfway, and the original dungeon countdown has not been changed.

"It's really biased." Yi Xing murmured to himself.

Dungeon is the place where ability users can improve their strength the most.

Hunters can enter the dungeon at any time, but survivors must wait for the countdown to end, or find a team of survivors whose dungeon countdown is about to end before they can enter the dungeon.

If the survivors didn't unite to form an organization like the Administration, and share opportunities for dungeons, over time, the overall strength of the survivors would definitely be weaker than that of the hunters.

If the rules of Infinity Paradise are self-aware, its heart must be in favor of the hunter.

Under Yi Xing's gaze, the "15" in the center of the light screen suddenly changed to "0".

Then the electronic beep sounded.

"Load a new copy after 300 seconds, please escape Yi Xing get ready.』

What?

Yi Xing opened his eyes wide in surprise.

"what?!"

There was a sudden sound, and Yi Xing thought that he hadn't paid attention to expressing his thoughts, but he heard the voice continue to shout, "How could this be? I obviously haven't..."

Yi Xing looked down at Mushroom who was shouting, "Did you hear that too?"

"Did you hear it? I didn't!" Mushroom subconsciously denied, and then he realized something, and hurriedly asked:

"What do you mean by 'also'? Could it be that you also..."

"It seems so," Yi Xing sighed, "It's a pity, I wanted to support you for a while longer."

"What a pity?" Mushroom became wary.

The next moment, it saw red lines flashing past, and it lost consciousness before it could understand.

The blood spider silk rolled up the mushroom fragments one by one and brought them back to Yi Xing.

Yi Xing controlled the blood spider silk and placed a spore where the mushroom had been before.

"I hope that when I come out of the dungeon, you will just grow out."

He didn't intend to give the mushroom a chance to enter the dungeon. If it could enter the dungeon even if it turned into a spore, there would be no way.

Yi Xing turned around and went to the kitchen, picked up an air-conditioned material can, put the pieces of mushrooms into the space.

At this time, an invitation popped up on his light screen.

"Your friend "Dreamer" invited you to join the team, do you agree?"』

Dreamer?This seems to be An Wumeng's code name.

Yi Xing asked the little octopus to return to the poppy flower tattoo space, and clicked to agree.

Taotie, Dreamer, and three other unknown code names appeared on the light screen.

A paragraph of text jumped out.

Dreamer: Bring all the food, medicine and weapons you can bring, I am busy here, see you later.

food...

Yi Xing stretched out his hand to tear open the space, looked at the dozens of bottles of medicine left by the president, a jar of mushroom fragments, and a dozen bugs inside, and sighed softly.

Alas, food reserves are limited, and the day when we can have enough food every day is far away.

"Your friend "Player" sent a message.』

Yi Xing glanced at it, and clicked on a message frame with the number "1" popping up.

Player: Cub, I was cheated by the pastor, you follow the team leader to be safe, if there is something to do with the team leader, and follow the team leader if there is nothing to do.

Yi Xing frowned slightly, the player's dungeon just ended a few days ago, she also entered the dungeon this time?

He raised his hand to tap the screen and sent an inquiry.

Taotie: It's time for your dungeon too?

The other side replied quickly.

Player: No, it's the priest's time, and I was dragged by him to be a coolie.

This time, the time of the dungeon was advanced by half, and the time of the survivors within 15 days of the countdown was all cleared, and they entered the new dungeon directly.

what!I remember you, cub, were exactly 15 days past your last instance.

Cub, you are so wrong.

Looking at the player's last few sympathetic words, Yi Xing didn't feel that he was wrong. This should be because of his good luck.

I am so lucky to be able to enter the dungeon for food.

...

"3"

"2"

"1"

As the countdown ended, the scene in front of Yi Xing turned into an endless red wasteland.

There were four other people beside him, An Wumeng, who had dark circles getting thicker by the day, and two strange men, a woman and a man.

"Welcome to the D-level dungeon "Gluttony Hell". Find all the keys and escape from the third layer of hell to pass the level."』

"Gluttony Hell... Just listen to the name and there is a lot of food."

Yi Xing looked around, but why are there bare flat bottoms and hillocks everywhere?Didn't see any food.

An Wumeng rubbed her temples, cheered herself up, and said, "If it's the third level of hell, I'm afraid there won't be food."

"What do you mean?" Yi Xing had a bad feeling.

"The third layer of hell in Western mythology is the place of punishment for those who commit the crime of gluttony. The gluttons will endure hunger and wind and rain here, and they will also become food for the vicious dogs guarding the gates of hell."

As An Wumeng said, he glanced at Yi Xing whose complexion was getting worse and worse, and tried to remedy it:

"If there was food at all, there might be rats and toads and snakes."

Yi Xing suddenly said: "Wait, the vicious dog guarding the gate of hell... is this edible?"

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Note: Regarding the hell in this chapter, I don’t know how many myths it is a fusion of, and it is directly referred to as Western mythology.