Born to Be Rebellious [Quick Transmigration]

The corridor in front of me is long and dark, and the hurried footsteps of the players echo in the seemingly endless narrow space. All the light seems to be swallowed up, and there is boundless silence in front of and behind.

As Gexiu ran forward, he was thinking about the current situation rapidly in his mind.

In fact, it is very simple to get through the restaurant safely.

The baron was only interested in the food in front of him, and he did not show any hostility towards other beings in the room. As long as each player conformed to his own identity setting and made no mistakes, he would be able to survive until the end of the banquet unscathed.

But this can't explain why [he], as the boss of the dungeon, attaches so much importance to this dinner party, and even drags himself to carry it out.

——Unless this dinner party is closely related to the plot after this dungeon.

And as the only variable, the baron is definitely the key figure.

That's why Ge Xiu acted decisively and acted first, killing the baron before everything started.

However, judging from the other party's excessively calm performance after that, it is very likely that everything has been settled.

While Gexiu was meditating, the players running in front of him were exhausted and their speed gradually slowed down.

They turned their heads and looked behind them. The bottomless corridor stretched in the darkness with twists and turns. There was no shadow of the restaurant at all, and there seemed to be no sign of anyone chasing after them. There was only boundless silence and darkness looking back. them.

The players gradually stopped, bent over and gasped for breath. After a long time, they finally slowly recovered from the thrilling and horrifying experience just now.

Ge Xiu also stopped slowly, leaning against the wall with folded arms, staring thoughtfully at the place where he came from before.

After taking a breath, Du Yan straightened up.

He was sitting near the baron's seat, half of his face was inevitably splashed with blood and minced flesh, and was wet with cold sweat from strenuous exercise, that pale face seemed to be painted with blood Abstract painting for coloring.

Du Yan turned his head to look at Ge Xiu who was standing aside, some words were not expressive, and he asked out of breath:

"Just, just now, just now... what happened?"

He has experienced a copy of similar role-playing before, but he has never encountered a situation like what happened in the restaurant just now-every second of progress, every step of advancement is completely beyond his imagination. There is no way to describe my current ups and downs and speechless mood.

Ge Xiu heard the sound and looked over. He glanced at the embarrassed player in front of him, and then said lightly:

"As you can see, my 'fiancé' is the instance boss."

Du Yan took a deep breath, raised his hand to wipe his face, and asked cautiously: "...then you..."

Gosho shrugged:

"Like you, I am also a player."

Another player on the side interjected, and he looked at Ge Xiu vigilantly: "You said we should believe it? After all, you were sitting in the first place with the boss of this dungeon just now, how do we know if you are also one of them? ?”

"And..." A player whose face turned pale from fright spoke in horror, his voice getting smaller and smaller: "The way he faced those scenes was really abnormal..."

The other players also recalled in their minds the extraordinary calmness and indifference shown by this overly handsome young man in the face of situations that would arouse any sane adult's desire to vomit. She shivered secretly, and subconsciously took two steps back, trying to stay away from him.

Gexiu glanced at them lazily, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly:

"Then why don't I just throw you to that baron?"

The players looked at each other: "..."

Oh too.

At this moment, Du Yan suddenly opened his mouth and asked, "How...how did you kill that baron just now?"

Gexiu was pulled out of his thoughts by his voice. He raised his hand and showed the meat cleaver still held in his palm. A cold light flashed in the dim corridor, making other players subconsciously Chills down the spine.

"But..." Du Yan frowned: "But it is a part of the dungeon, how did you manage to hurt it?"

How could the player counter-kill the dungeon boss?

This question seemed to activate the memory of a certain player.

He suddenly widened his eyes, and looked up and down at the young man standing in front of him. His eyes swept over the tall and slender figure of the other party, the mandible with a sharp line, and even though it was hidden in the darkness, he could still see An almost aggressive beauty—the player gasped, raised a hand, and pointed at Gosho tremblingly, his voice became a bit shrill because of over-excitement:

"You, you are the person mentioned in that post!"

The other players couldn't help being shocked, and at the same time turned their heads to look at Gexiu who was standing not far away.

That post was too popular on the forum. Even after the original post was banned, the content in it has been spreading rapidly among the players—except for the players who just entered the game, other senior players even if they didn’t click in After reading the post, I still know the content more or less.

Most people scoff at this.

Basically, they all tried to attack the boss in the dungeon in the period of ignorance, but the facts have proved that it is more useful to run for their lives when facing those inhuman ghosts.

They believed that the poster of that post was just another grandstanding clown.

The content in it, even if it is only a few words, has no trustworthy value.

——However, the young man in front of him really fits the image in that post too much.

Those players who had read the post were shocked by the exquisite appearance that seemed to not exist among human beings, as well as the ruthless way of beheading the boss.

The excited player who spoke first was a little out of breath, and stammered: "I, I know a player, and the last dungeon was the survival time dungeon, and he told me that the content of that post is absolutely true! Originally, I Still dubious, but now..."

That's right, if that post is real, then if he isn't, no one will be.

Ge Xiu, who was the center of the topic, looked at a loss instead:

"Wait, what post?"

The player stared at him with fiery eyes: "Have you ever passed a village dungeon before?"

Gosho nodded.

When he heard his guess confirmed, he chattered excitedly: "My friend told me that that person directly killed the boss of that dungeon! Oh my god, is it true?"

Ge Xiu now finally figured out the current situation.

I'm afraid it was my experience in the previous two dungeons, which was posted by my former teammates on the player forum that Cheng Xiao mentioned.

After hearing that the player just finished speaking, the expressions of the others also changed from shock and skepticism at the beginning to shock and ecstasy. Their eyes were like searchlights, glued to Gexiu who was standing not far away, as if It was the desperate people who fell into the abyss and finally caught the hanging spider silk. They looked at the young man in front of them as if they were looking at a savior.

Gosho: "..."

Before coming out of the second copy, he originally thought that such a huge interactive information chain did not exist among these players, and the word of mouth between small groups would not expand too much. It was beyond his expectation that such a forum existed in China.

However, such a direction of public opinion is very beneficial to him.

He cleared his throat.

Everyone fell silent instantly, waiting without complaint, looking forward to the other party's next instructions.

Ge Xiu said, "Have you noticed that there are too many clocks in this dungeon?"

The players were surprised.

……Indeed it is.

Throughout the villa, there are clocks hanging everywhere. In the hall, there are all kinds of western clocks lined up. Even the walls are separated by a few steps. There are too many clocks for a house.

"The place where the first player died," Gexiu pointed to the tapestry on the wall: "It was exactly the hour, and the place where he died was just under the clock."

This is actually a lie.

It was around 55:[-]pm when the player died, and the screams started at [-]:[-]pm.

Gosho remembered it so clearly because he was looking at the clock on the dressing table.

Others did not have this advantage. For them, the time point at that time was vague. As long as the time deviation of what Ge Xiu said did not exceed 10 minutes, they would believe what Ge Xiu said without any doubt.

And the way Gosho came to his conclusion was very simple.

He can "see".

Any existence that is different from ordinary utensils seems to be deliberately circled in his field of vision - every clock and clock in this villa, even the pocket watch he picked up from the dressing table, is like lighting up in the dark It was so clear that it was impossible to ignore it, almost as soon as he walked into this dungeon, Gexiu knew exactly what the key props here were.

However, other players do not have such conveniences as him - so these innocuous lies can save a lot of unnecessary troubles.

Ge Xiu turned and stepped forward, stretched out his hand and tore off the clock hanging on the wall beside him, and fell heavily on the ground.

The shell of the clock was shattered, exposing the gears and bearings made of bones. The clock seemed to be wounded, with blood slowly flowing outward.

A player gasped:

"Then... then there are so many watches in this villa..."

Ge Xiu shrugged: "That's right, they are probably all human beings."

Wave after wave of players left behind one skeleton after another.

Du Yan took a deep breath, as if he wanted to digest a ton of information in a few seconds, he raised his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose, as if carefully choosing his words, and asked slowly:

"Then what do you suggest we do now?"

From the last dungeon, Gexiu almost figured out one thing.

The people killed by the dungeon boss in the dungeon and the trophies they made are the source of their power—after he destroyed all the human puppets, he could clearly see the light that symbolized spiritual power on the old woman It has obviously weakened, so after that, she will be helpless under the suppression of the flames until she is completely burned.

Gosho smiled slightly:

"Smash."

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