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Chapter 42 "Song of Everlasting Regret"
The countdown ended, and the scene in front of him changed, from a sea view villa to a dark and opaque space.
Yi Xing listened with bated breath, he heard many breathing sounds, and there were nine other people in this space, not far from him.
There are ten people in total, standing in a circle.
At the center of the circle, a sphere the size of a watermelon suddenly lit up, and the bright white light illuminated the surrounding area.
Yi Xing looked around with the help of the light.
He didn't see the hell three-headed dog who was said to enter the dungeon with him, but saw a few other familiar faces.
An Wumeng, Poison Master, and a slightly obese man.
Yi Xing's eyes fell on the fat man, he was not familiar with this man's face, but he remembered his figure and smell.
Angel.
The escapee who fell from the sky that night and gave him a pair of wings for supper.
The fat man also saw Yi Xing, and he staggered in shock, bumping into the person next to him.
An Wumeng, who was standing beside him, clasped his shoulders, gave him a warning look, and said in a low voice:
"Your matter will be dealt with after leaving the dungeon. Now give me a little peace of mind."
"Welcome all survivors to enter the "College Entrance Examination Paradise". The subject of this test is Chinese, and the test question is "Song of Everlasting Sorrow".』
"All survivors, please step forward and extract the identity of the dungeon.』
"Song of Everlasting Regret? Which Song of Everlasting Regret? You don't want me to endorse it?" Poison Master panicked and looked at the others for help, but saw that An Wumeng's face also changed.
"Team Leader An, you are here too." Poison Master hurriedly leaned over, seeing that his expression was not good, he asked, "You don't know how to recite the Song of Everlasting Regret either?"
An Wumeng glanced at him, and said, "Hurry up and draw your identity."
Someone has already walked in front of the ball of light, passed through the ball of light, as if grabbing something, and then disappeared out of thin air.
After hearing An Wumeng's words, the poison master stepped forward, and the fat man also ran up quickly, knocked the poison master away, and reached into the light ball before him.
"It's just an identity, what are you robbing? Do you think you can become the Emperor of Europe if you draw in front of me?" The poison master cursed.
The fat man smiled gratefully at him and disappeared in place.
"Oh," Poison Master thought of his talent, covered his mouth in astonishment, and said in a low voice, "I won't milk him, will I?"
He hurriedly said to himself, "It's impossible for me to get the most capable status, right?"
After speaking, he also stretched his hand into the light ball.
Yi Xing stood where he was, and waited for the others to finish smoking before looking at An Wumeng who was motionless like him, "Aren't you still smoking?"
An Wumeng glanced at the ball, and said: "You go first."
Yi Xing stepped forward, raised his hand to stop in front of the light ball, and turned around to ask:
"The extracted identity will affect the difficulty of the dungeon?"
"Yes, and more than that."
An Wumeng said: "This is a dungeon of the plot. The 'key' to clear the level will not exist in the dungeon from the beginning, but will gradually appear with the development of the plot."
Yi Xing understood, "That is to say, if you want to clear the 'key', you must follow the dungeon plot. In this way...the dungeon plot arranges for a certain character to die, and the person who receives that identity must die."
Even if he refuses to die, other survivors who want to clear the level will help him and force him to die without the hunter.
"Yes, this kind of situation is generally called 'drama killing'." An Wumeng praised with eyes.
This is the advantage of a smart team member talking. He only needs to point to the end, and the other party can figure it out by himself and quickly find out the key points.
If they were replaced by poison masters...
The poison master would never come to ask him these things.
Players don't even ask, if she hears that her identity is drawn, she will just wash her face and wash her hands.
Yi Xing put his hand into the ball of light.
In "Song of Everlasting Regret", there is actually only one character who needs to worry about plot killing.
— Concubine Yang.
space transformation.
The ball of light disappeared, and the scene in front of me turned into an antique women's boudoir.
Yi Xing unfolded the note in his hand, looked at the two words on the note, and fell silent.
"Welcome to the assessment dungeon - "Song of Everlasting Sorrow". Your identity is "Imperial Concubine". Completing the dungeon plot and obtaining the "key" will be regarded as customs clearance.』
Concubine...
There is only one noble concubine in "Song of Everlasting Sorrow", Concubine Yang who died in Mawei Station.
"Do you want to start the live broadcast?』
Yi Xing put away the note, started the live broadcast, and set 100 points to collect points for watching the live broadcast as always.
"Cub Yi! You finally remembered your live account?"
"Long time no, baby, let mommy take a good look at you, are you hungry and thin?"
"Absolutely not, recently...the food is plentiful."
Since being bound by Paradise, he has rarely been hungry.
Although it is still impossible to eat enough every day, it is much better than before, especially after having the three-headed dog as a supply depot.
"Zai Zai eats well, so we can rest assured."
"It's still a game live broadcast today. The scene this time is a bit strange, like it was in ancient times."
"The live broadcast page has changed, let me see what is written, a semi-annual large-scale event...College entrance examination paradise?"
"The host's copy is called "Song of Everlasting Sorrow"!"
"Is it the Song of Everlasting Regret I was thinking of?"
"College entrance exams, and I still hate singing, it should be right, you must take us to see Concubine Yang!"
"Yes yes yes, I want to see the imperial concubine, she must be beautiful!"
"I don't believe it. Is there anyone more beautiful than a cub in the world? Modeling is also impossible."
Yi Xing was silent for a moment, and said, "I'm afraid you won't be able to see the concubine Yang Gui you want to see."
"why?"
Yi Xing was thinking about whether to answer, when he sensed something outside the door.
The door was blown open by the wind.
One by one, snow-white things that looked like paper-cut figures floated into the house with the wind.
Some of them have palace maids, some eunuchs, and some guards.
At the front is a paper man with eunuch written on it, and a shrill voice came out of its body:
"Invite the noble concubine to enter the palace."
The paper figurines behind it said in unison: "Please concubine enter the palace!"
"...The style of painting changes suddenly."
"I thought this was an ancient dungeon that could see beauties, but is it actually a horror dungeon?"
"Wait, what are they talking about? Concubine? Where is Concubine?"
Yi Xing has just entered the dungeon, and there is no news of the hunter yet.
Thinking that Electronic Sound and An Wumeng both said that they needed to complete the plot, he decided to follow them into the palace first.
Yi Xing stepped forward and went out under the guard of the paper figurine.
"?"
"???"
"Is that what I think it is?"
"Be bold, imperial concubine equals Cub Yi, and Cub Yi equals imperial concubine."
"This gender is wrong..."
"Could it be that this game assigns roles according to their looks?"
[I think so too, remember?In the copy of the sea monster, the cub became a "bride".】
"Allocating roles according to appearance is a real hammer."
After leaving the door, Yi Xing discovered that these paper figurines also brought a white paper sedan chair.
Unlike the flat paper people, this sedan chair is three-dimensional.
"The imperial concubine please get on the sedan chair." The paper people said in unison.
The paper sedan chair...would it collapse if he stepped on it?
Yi Xing walked up to the sedan chair and stepped on it tentatively.
The touch of stepping on it is very light, it is indeed paper, but it does not collapse.
Either this is some kind of special paper, or something has blessed it.
No matter what the reason is, this sedan chair can indeed sit.
Yi Xing boarded the sedan chair, and the white paper curtain fell automatically.
The paper people lifted the sedan chair.
Their thin bodies were not crushed.
Yi Xing, who was sitting in the sedan chair, was thinking about whether to get some paper figurines to eat.
Although they don't have much energy, they are fresh. He has never eaten such food, so he doesn't know what it tastes like.
The author has something to say:
Cub Yi: On the first day of entering the dungeon, I was hungry.