Save the villain and become the villain [Quick Wear]

Overtime is impossible.

The mechanism of this dungeon is simple, and there is no messy story line background that needs to be explored, but the ghost dolls are getting more and more powerful day by day, and they only add time because they are sick.

It’s better to practice alone with the dungeon BOSS.

Qi Yang was not interested in working overtime, so he scared the group of players and chose to go back and rest.

As the window of the original room was broken and wind was blowing in everywhere, he drove the Si Nan for a while and entered the room where the short-haired woman had originally lived.

The rooms of fat players and players with clamps smelled of sweat, while the rooms of white-collar players and players with pot-cut hair looked like a murder scene.

When the dungeon entered its third day, the players found that they were still naive and optimistic.

When playing house in the morning, the players discovered that two ghost dolls were missing.

It was like a bag with a hole in it, with countless anomalies pouring out, making it impossible to ignore them any longer.

The first thing Si Nan noticed was that the missing ones were the two he had disguised as himself.

The ghost doll can really die.

An idea suddenly came to his mind, and he suddenly looked at the cowardly No. 2 who was following the short-haired woman.

Were there really two cowards on the first day?

Under what circumstances would a ghost doll not be wearing clothes?

There was also a strange feeling that suddenly appeared, wanting to get close to her, but at the same time, I couldn't help but hate her...

This matter cannot withstand careful scrutiny. There is undisguised weirdness everywhere. However, none of them are qualified to understand Qi Yang's level of weirdness. They don't know if the weirdness can leave the copy and run around, so it adds a bit of unknown fear.

Si Nan clenched his fists and forced himself to stop thinking, fearing that he would say something and stimulate this weirdness to become even more perverted.

After the fat player took a quick look around, sweat quickly broke out on his forehead, chest and back, his whole body was shaking, and his skin color became paler and paler.

He wiped his face and touched his bare wrist in fear, and also chose to play dumb, pretending that he knew nothing.

He searched the space again and took out a bag of vacuum-packed fried chicken. He did not forget to tear open the outer packaging and tentatively presented it to Qi Yang along with a bottle of Coke. He became more alert and tried to please this weird thing.

He couldn't help but be thankful that he had prepared a lot of high-calorie food in his space because of the high energy consumption. He hoped that the BOSS would give him some water because he had given him a lot of food, so that he could finish this copy alive.

It would be fine if Qi Yang ate cold food, but if it was cold and greasy, he would really vomit. However, there was no way he would return something that was in his hands.

He casually tapped the package and restored it, then put it away and continued eating the cake. His snow-white teeth chewed the blueberries, making a slight friction sound that was creepy.

Early in the morning, the atmosphere was really quiet.

After yesterday's intimidation, the players took the initiative to eat the nutritious protein meal, and then waited quietly with the ghost doll for Qi Yang to finish before starting a new day of boring games, trying to please the ghost doll and quickly build its favor.

They suspected the origin and identity of this BOSS, but did not dare to ask.

Everyone tacitly pretended to be deaf and dumb.

……

Qi Yang already felt that this copy was boring and too benign. He didn't want to play the game at all and sat back on top of the cupboard.

He held his chin with his hand while watching Hua Qidian and Si Nan playing with their facial features. He unconsciously touched the corner of his eye which continued to hurt, wondering whether he should give Hua Qidian some suggestions for improvement.

But after thinking about the fact that the overall difficulty of the dungeon has been increasing in recent years, I decided to give up and leave a kindergarten for weak players to catch their breath.

When Si Nan turned into a weird man with slanted eyes, crooked mouth and upturned nose, Qi Yang's expression froze slightly. He touched his face and breathed a sigh of relief.

As time goes by, the strange powers attached to these mini-games have also increased, but so far, no mini-game can kill people.

He waved to the girl in the flowery dress that was clapping and laughing, and when it came over, he put his hand on its face.

It was also well-behaved, looking at him with its heart in its hands, not moving a muscle, not worried at all that it would be shot in the head at the next second.

Qi Yang smiled, restored its twisted and collapsed nose, and touched its head.

"name?"

"Xiao Mo."

"Go and play."

Xiao Mo touched his nose which had returned to normal and went to laugh at Si Nan happily.

Si Nan's facial features were in a mess and he could barely walk steadily. Qi Yang looked at him with a smile, but had no intention of helping him. After a rough sense, he thought that he would probably only be in this state for twelve hours.

Although I can understand why Si Nan chased him in the first place, it is still a pleasant thing to see him get into trouble and get embarrassed.

He withdrew his previous evaluation and said that this copy was still quite interesting, with a lot of bad taste.

He had been planning to lie down until the end of this copy, but that afternoon he felt a pain in his little finger. He closed his eyes and felt it, and realized that it was Si Xiangxi looking for him.

The figure on the cupboard disappeared quietly. The girl in the floral skirt who was playing hopscotch felt something. She looked up, her eyes and mouth drooped in disappointment. Looking at the room full of weird and ugly things, sadness came from her heart and she burst into tears with a "wow".

The player looked over and was shocked. After climbing up, he only saw a clay doll.

I don't know whose breathing became heavier, and the originally solid clay doll turned into a handful of pale fine soil on the spot.

……

The light in front of his eyes turned from dim to pitch black in an instant. Before his vision could adjust, a strong stench of corpse wafted in. Qi Yang covered his nose in disgust and looked up to see Si Xiangxi.

Si Xiangxi is now in her forties, but still looks like she is in her early twenties. She wears a high ponytail, a pure black windbreaker, and combat boots, looking heroic and capable.

Si Nan and she are a bit similar. If they stand together, they don't look like mother and son, but more like sister and brother.

Time seemed to have stopped for these adult players, as if they had died the moment they came in, and their remaining vitality was worn away by the endless dungeons, leaving only the increasingly severe weathering.

Si Xiangxi looked at the strange short and strange man in front of him with caution, the talisman in his hand was ready to go, and he called out tentatively: "Xiao Bei?"

Qi Yang looked up at her and felt that the height was not right. Then he realized his current appearance, smiled, and returned to his original form.

"Sister Xi, it's me. What's the matter?"

The young man with black hair and purple eyes had a deathly look on his face, but his smile was calm and natural. He was wearing familiar, intricate and gorgeous clothes that dragged on the ground, like... a sacrifice that was about to be sacrificed to the evil god. It was inexplicably in line with this copy.

Both the original body and Si Nan's original form looked like this. I wonder if they were wearing this when they died. It seems like this is a copy that requires role-playing.

Si Xiangxi breathed a sigh of relief and put the talisman paper back into his sleeve. He didn't ask him what he was doing and said quickly, "Tomorrow is the last day of this dungeon. Ruocao and I are going to kill the BOSS of this dungeon."

Qi Yang closed his eyes and felt the strange energy level of this copy. His heart, which had stopped beating long ago, began to palpitate inexplicably, and a sense of fear suddenly surged out and stung him.

The emotion arose from nowhere, and then dissipated and disappeared when Qi Yang went to pursue it.

He frowned slightly, not wanting to think deeply, and said with some disapproval: "You and Ruocao dare to go to S-level?"

Si Xiangxi always looked at him kindly, as if he were a junior. He smiled and rubbed his head: "Don't underestimate us. After all, we are both in the top five, genuine S-level players."

"Then I will join you in?"

Si Xiangxi shook his head.

"You are only A-level..."

Qi Yang raised his hand to interrupt her: "Correction, I just got promoted to S-level."

Si Xiangxi was slightly surprised, patted his shoulder, and praised him generously: "Xiao Bei is really amazing, but it's still useless. Ruocao and I need to face the gap between an S-level player and an S-level BOSS. If we really can't beat them, it won't be too late for you to intervene."

The dungeon BOSS has the home advantage. Under the same level, it is almost impossible for players to defeat the BOSS. Of course, it is also impossible to defeat foreign monsters.

Qi Yang relied on his many tricks and his mysterious identity to investigate and make strategies for each S-level BOSS, and only then was he able to kill an S-level BOSS in the last dungeon by taking advantage of the dungeon rules.

Si Xiangxi paused for a moment, looking somewhat helpless, and continued, "I asked you to come here because I want you to devour the energy of this BOSS and see if you can reach S-level. Now, just consolidate your strength and help explore the space above S-level. How do you think?"

Qi Yang nodded: "Okay."

"As usual, you disguise yourself and blend into the weirdness, then act according to circumstances."

"Ah."