The protagonist chased the villain, and Tiandao screamed in anger

In a dungeon where a deadlock could occur at any time, the thing players would hate most is to violate order and disrupt the normal operation of NPCs. However, Qin Jue was eager to see the ticket inspector's appearance and figure out the source of his inner anxiety.

He was even bold enough to take two steps closer, almost sticking close to the other person, trying to break through the obstacle and see the ticket inspector's face clearly.

That must be something he is familiar with.

The blurry shadow gradually dissipated, and the wide brim of the hat blocked Qin Jue's vision. He only saw the ticket inspector's smooth lower face and curved red lips.

The other party pulled his grabbed wrist free and took a few steps back.

"Sir, please don't interfere with my work."

The sound seemed to have not changed, and it was as if a helpless sigh was heard in the ears.

"...I must know you, you are me..." The words were almost blurted out without thinking, but were stopped by Qin Jue.

As he spoke, he took two steps forward.

There was no clear reason, no cause or effect, and even no connection at all. The clear words in my mind matched those of the ticket inspector opposite me.

Qin Jue thought that he might be desperate, so he ignored the environment and situation and chased after him. But this thought was too strong, driving him to ignore the danger of the game and get closer to find out what was going on.

He was so determined to recognize the other person that he had the urge to reach out and take off his hat.

"Sir, you should get off the bus now."

The ticket inspector spoke in a normal voice, pressed Qin Jue's movements, put a black umbrella in Qin Jue's hand, put his hand on his shoulder, and pushed Qin Jue off the bus.

Qin Jue's movements were restricted, and he couldn't struggle anymore. He got off the bus stiffly. When he regained control, the ticket inspector and the bus behind him suddenly disappeared.

"..." Qin Jue held the umbrella silently, his heart became empty again. He tried hard to recall the ticket inspector's appearance and voice, but he only remembered those bright red lips.

He was sure that he had never seen the ticket inspector before, but he felt very familiar with him, a feeling he hadn't seen in a long time...

This made him very sure that he had not made a mistake, even though he didn't even know what the other person looked like.

The rain was still falling, and the black raindrops fell on my skin, causing some stinging.

"Qin Jue, Qin Jue, don't stand there like an idiot, come here quickly!" At the door of the hotel in the distance, Xu Huang waved his arm and beckoned Qin Jue to come over quickly.

Qin Jue came back to his senses, opened the umbrella in his hand and moved over.

"No, where did you get the umbrella? This rain is weird, look." When Qin Jue walked under the eaves, Xu Huang immediately stretched out his hand to show him the red marks left by the black rain.

"Yes, little brother. After the system broadcast, we all appeared in front of the hotel. What about your umbrella?" The white-collar man with glasses saw the extra black umbrella in Qin Jue's hand and thought it was a prop, with a hint of envy in his eyes.

Anyone who can use items at the beginning of a dungeon seems to have a lot of items in his backpack.

"It's right at the entrance of the bus, didn't you see it?" Qin Jue was not stupid enough to tell the truth in front of strangers. He folded up the umbrella, and the hand holding the umbrella handle unconsciously groped upwards to fold the umbrella.

The ticket inspector’s face was still flashing in my mind.

"Ah? I didn't notice." Xu Huang slapped his forehead, feeling that he had suffered a great loss.

There are not many props that can be used in the copy, but most of them are very important things, and may even save your life at the critical moment!

The white-collar man looked at the black umbrella in Qin Jue's hand, then looked at the black rain falling outside. He was about to say something when he was interrupted by the doorbell behind him.

"Are you guys going to stay at the hotel? It's been raining these days, so few people can stop here!" The plump proprietress came out with a palm-leaf fan and greeted them with a smile.

【Ding! 】

[The game has officially begun, please be aware of this, players. ]

[Main quest: Spend three days safely in the rainy night. Each player must randomly accept and complete a tenant's request.]

[Side quest (add points): Please find out the secret of the innkeeper. ]

【Warm Tips: The room is safe, but not absolutely safe. 】

The mission had been issued, and everyone stopped talking and followed the shop owner's instructions into the hotel.

"What a coincidence, there are exactly five empty rooms left, not more, not less, just right!" The proprietress was standing at the front desk, recording the check-in information of several people with a ballpoint pen. Even though no one revealed their identity, she wrote down everyone's name accurately.

"Hello, does the hotel provide food and accommodation?" Qin Jue asked with an excuse, and quietly glanced at the proprietress's notebook displayed above his head (interactive 1).

He didn't want to know the names of the other three people. The players who entered the dungeon together had their own thoughts and were suspicious of each other. They were all dragged in with their names written on them, so they would have some concerns about saying their own names in person.

He just looked at the landlady's notebook and found some writing on the top few lines. He looked closer and saw that it was all check-in information, but no check-out record.

Perhaps those people are the players who entered the dungeon before them, or perhaps they are NPCs or background information in the game plot.

"Guaranteed! Guaranteed! You must have been sitting in the car for a long time and must be hungry. Wait a moment, I will go to the kitchen to prepare breakfast! Guests can go to their rooms to rest first." The proprietress put down the pen in her hand, distributed the corresponding room keys, touched her hair, and walked towards the small door on the side of the counter.

The NPC gave everyone the room keys one by one, and no one dared to argue in front of the proprietress.

The white-collar man was given the key to 205, the dancer's room number was 203, and the adjacent 202 was Xu Huang's room.

The three of them were on the second floor. The one who got 104 on the first floor was Qin Jue, and the last yellow-haired man got 102.

Qin Jue took the key and deliberately wrote down the room numbers of several people. These numbers matched the first few lines of check-in information on the proprietress's check-in record.

Before them, there was another group of people who failed to check out.

"Now that we have been assigned rooms, everyone should go back to their rooms and check them out. This is where we will be staying for the next three days. If we want to survive here, the room is the key... If there is anything unusual, let's discuss how to avoid it. Intermediate dungeons are even more dangerous. If we want to stay alive, we must cooperate with each other."

After taking the key, the white-collar man didn't see any obvious bad luck words on the door number, so he breathed a sigh of relief. He glanced at Qin Jue, the only one among the five who got the number 4, and seeing that no one else took action, he wanted to stop the work of the leading player.

"You look very experienced." The dancer stared at the white-collar man and said calmly.

"To be honest, I've gone through three beginner levels and one intermediate level, and I have a relatively good understanding of the game's rules and settings. This time it's probably a small-scene escape mode." The white-collar man smiled and pushed his glasses frame, his eyes beneath the lenses looking gentle and polite.

"Oh." The dancer nodded, said nothing more, and walked upstairs.

On the other hand, the yellow-haired guy on the side moved his ears. After carefully evaluating the people present, he felt that the white-collar guy was reliable and took the initiative to show his friendliness: "Brother, you can call me if you need anything."

"My last name is Hong, you can just call me Brother Hong..."

The yellow-haired man became friendly with the white-collar man. Xu Huang didn't want to get too close to them, so he followed Qin Jue to Room 104 first.

This house number sounds unlucky. If someone suddenly opens the door, the two of them will have someone to look after them.

Fortunately, there was no scene of Xu Huang replenishing his brain. When the wooden door was opened, everything was normal inside.

Although the environment was small and shabby, it was equipped with a toilet and a water heater, which was much better than the dirty and messy environment the two had expected.