Hurry up and make money, or you will be banned!

Fortunately, Xuelu seemed to be a literary youth during his lifetime, and from his vague memory, he found a little impression of the character "Oberon".

Oberon, the fairy king who lives in the crown of the sky tree.

He commands all creatures in the forest, including some powerful magical races.These magical races were called "Children of Oberon" by later generations, and were also called elves and fairies by some wizards who were proficient in psychic arts.

From this aspect alone, Oberon seems to be just an NPC with a noble background.

However, in romantic literary works, "Oberon's children" are also extolled as some familiar gods in the world, such as the three goddesses of fate in Greek mythology, the twelve Valkyries in Nordic mythology, and even the god king Odin. wait.

The irony is that Oberon, the "father of gods" and "king of gods", has not been recorded in the major mythological systems, and has even been renamed and surnamed to obliterate existence.

Looking at the "off-track area" dormant in the darkness, scattered like holes in the abyss, the green light swaying by the butterfly wings is reflected on Xuelu's curled eyelashes, adding a sense of divinity for no reason.

"551, you go to observe the far-reaching area."

551 twisted his rabbit ears and flew obediently into the distance, while Xuelu practiced flying on the spot.

He tried horizontal flight first, and then vertical flight. To his surprise, the butterfly wings looked light but extremely powerful. Even in the most difficult mid-air levitation, Xuelu never felt strenuous, and even gave him an illusion— — These butterfly wings seem to have been his original organs long ago.

He sat on the back of the floating throne chair, looked up at the huge neon letters, the second line of medium-sized fonts: "...Money or Life, Acceptor Reject..."

While he was thinking, 551 came back quickly: "As expected of a B-level dungeon, it is much better than a perfunctory low-level dungeon!"

551 explained quickly, saying that apart from the track consisting of 66 grids on the ground, there are miniature models in the gaps between the tracks and the area where buildings stand.It's just that the size of the model is huge and extremely complicated.

"The system has paid for it! This budget is at least eighty times that of the 551 shopping mall," [-] danced excitedly with rabbit ears, "There is a model with the theme of 'metropolis', and there are people the size of ants, matches Cars the size of a box! They're all moving!"

"You calculated the budget quite quickly. You were at the bidding meeting?" Xuelu pinched its fat face, "Okay, I got it."

At first, he thought those areas were traps, instruments of torture, in short, dangerous places that could eliminate players, but now he lost interest.

In the last minute before the opening of the dungeon, Xuelu lightly landed on the throne in the air, imagining the image of the "king".He raised his legs, lazily nestled into the sand as if he had no bones; he propped his chin up with one hand, and held the scepter weakly with the other, playing with the gemstones on it.

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Dropped at the last second.

In an instant, dazzling colorful lights hit from all directions, illuminating the entire space as bright as day, and there was nowhere to hide from all the darkness.In mid-air, the biggest light source is a red and black neon light that exudes an evil atmosphere. Below, seven-color spotlights shake regularly, printing complex and elegant totems on the high ceiling.

And directly in front of the neon sign is a floating throne, wrapped in flowers and gems, and a person is sitting inside the scarlet crocodile leather sofa.

Before anyone can see the appearance of the person on the throne, listen to——

"Welcome everyone to the road to get rich! Let us welcome with applause!"

The evil and old voice suddenly reverberated throughout the space. Its penetrating power was so strong and its voice was so rich that it shook people's minds.

As soon as the words fell, there was a huge applause and cheers on the periphery of the track, at the edge where the end could not be seen at a glance.

But in the entire space, apart from the "person" on the throne and the sixteen players on the ground, there are obviously no other creatures!

The applause was tirelessly ringing, and even tended to intensify. If you listen carefully, the uncomfortable cheers are occasionally mixed with vague words, which contain infinite malice. Just think about the meaning of those words a little, and endless Fear makes the mind ache.

...Could it be that there are countless audiences invisible to the naked eye, making fun of them?

Thinking of this, among the sixteen players, the tall and strong man at the head was covered in cold sweat.

Fifteen minutes ago, when the 15 of them found out that they entered the "welfare field", they were all overjoyed.

Since they thought they had no worries about their personal safety, their tense nerves were relieved. They chatted happily and imagined how many good things they could get. No one actually observed the copy carefully.

The tall and strong man was a retired military officer, so everyone elected him as the leader and called him "Brother Army".

Amid waves of applause, Brother Jun couldn't help turning his head and found——

Everyone's complexion is not good.

Wearing a silver sequined dress, a girl who looks as pretty as a model calls herself a trainee named Chi Ying.She tugged at her girlfriends in the team anxiously, and shook her head in fear: "What's the situation? Didn't you say it was Welfare Book?"

The eight-year-old girl with a mushroom head and wearing a vermilion-spotted skirt with a bib called herself "Little Mushroom" and cast a disdainful glance at her: "If you have the guts to choose a B-level dungeon, are you looking for death?"

"you!"

Chi Ying's best friend is tall, estimated to be more than 1.8 meters tall, with short hair. It is said that before entering the game, she was a special police officer named Liu Kaixuan: "Keep your mouth clean. Don't think it's a child who owes you a bad mouth so you won't beat you up."

Little Mushroom glanced at the tall female special police officer, and said nothing, but looked at Brother Jun: "Did you notice something?"

Since it is a B-level dungeon, before entering, players who trust each other will form a team to enter.The team consisted of three brothers in full field uniforms, Boss Zhao, Second Brother Zhao, and Pang Zhao; bald twins who were dressed in strong clothes and were said to be good at various fighting skills; and two handsome guys dressed in complicated Byzantine styles.

The man with a face as pale as a vampire and gorgeous clothes sneered: "When you were playing house just now, why didn't you remember that this is a B-level dungeon?"

"Everyone, stop arguing." Brother Jun rounded up the field, "Everyone read the mission requirements again. The rules are very long, so be careful of mistakes."

No one joked about the issue of life and death. Since they were able to enter the B-level dungeon, they were all players with acceptable strength and qualified brains. Everyone quickly read the rules again.

Little Mushroom reads very fast, she turned off the light screen, stood on tiptoe, and scanned the map——

too big.

With such a large map, a long and winding track, and a non-track with strange buildings, she suspected that there would be an escape factor.

She looked down at her feet, all sixteen people were stepping on the huge "START" grid, behind her, one, two, three...on the fifth grid, "BONUS" grid was printed.

Little Mushroom's heart moved, she tugged on Brother Lajun's clothes: "Brother Jun, look at the back...is that the end point?"

She didn't deliberately lower her voice. When she heard the word "end point", everyone turned their heads in unison.

A fat man weighing nearly three hundred catties exclaimed: "It's possible! I've played a lot of entertainment-type board games, some monopoly under the circuit mechanism, and the finish grid is represented by the concept of 'biggest prize'!"

Brother Jun quickly glanced at the track in his field of vision: "Other grids with patterns are only printed with patterns and no text. On the track, there are only grids with text, 'START' and the 'BONUS' under your feet now."

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.According to the rules, if you reach the "final grid", you can get random B~E grade props, and the top five can even enter Oberon's [Gate of Vientiane]...

The beautiful trainee Chi Ying exclaimed: "The rules say that according to whether the number of points cast is even or equal to the number of rounds, you can advance or retreat. If you cast backward at the beginning, will it..."

"Is it that simple?" Little Mushroom sneered, "If it's that simple, just change B-level to E-level."

"Hmm...!" She blushed from being choked, and Chi Ying's silver dress rippled, "Why are you like this, child, are you educated!"

The two of them were about to quarrel, when suddenly, a voice that could not be ignored sounded in the sky.

"Okay... that's the end of the chat. Need I remind you that this copy is only for five hours? Of course, if the purpose of your visit is to fight for five hours and leave, I won't stop you ..."

It's from that throne!

As the lazy and rambling voice fell, the vision happened.

The bright green butterfly wings fluttered gracefully, and the boy left the throne and floated into the air.All the light and all the applause were suspended for it, and in the silence that contained infinite surrender, respect and solemnity, the young man in the royal dress flew down from the sky——

"Foolish and faithful subjects—I am Oberon, Father of the Faerie, King of the Gods—"

In the enveloping of the holy spots of light and the sky full of buds and petals, everyone can see his appearance clearly.

Different from the stereotyped holiness, his face is not pity or kindness, but a beauty beyond human imagination.Just by catching a glimpse of those pitch-black eyes, the soul seems to be sucked into the abyss, unable to continue thinking...

"Don't look at him! Don't look at his face!" Brother Jun roared angrily, "Low your head and listen carefully to what he has to say!"

"Ants, I appreciate your sharpness... Now, roll the dice and make fun of me on the road to riches!"

The fairy king with butterfly wings is suspended in the air three or four meters away from the player's "START" grid, watching everyone's demeanor playfully.

Fear, regret, calculation, contemplation...

"Brother, what should we do?" Zhao Xiaopang, the third of the three brothers in the field uniform, wanted to cry, "Didn't it mean the welfare field, what are these and what..."

"There hasn't been anything 'dangerous' yet, but it's terrifying," Second Brother Zhao rationally analyzed, "This dungeon is very weird, let's proceed with caution."

After Boss Zhao pondered, Brother Chaojun said loudly: "I suggest, let's follow the rules first, conduct a round of 'Monopoly' and see the situation before planning."

Brother Jun understood what he meant.

Although the environment was so weird and did not match the welfare field as imagined, it was the first time that sixteen people were lucky enough to enter the welfare field, and it was impossible to judge the difference from other welfare fields.

... What if, just looking at the horror, in fact, it's just thinking too much?

Thinking of this, Brother Jun said: "According to the order of standing, I will roll the dice first, and everyone will follow!"

After finishing speaking, in order to start, Brother Jun looked at Xuelu: "You are the host! I want to roll the dice."

Xuelu raised his eyes casually, motioning him to look at the giant dice on the ceiling: "The dice are over there, roll it."

As if aware of Brother Jun's intentions, the next second, the giant dice began to roll, and 2 seconds later, it stopped on "5".

Chi Ying murmured: "The rules say that in an odd-numbered round, if you throw an odd number, you will move forward, and if you throw an even number, you will retreat... Ah, Brother Jun, you can move forward!"

Unambiguously, Brother Jun strode forward.A grid is three meters long and wide, and five grids walked quite a distance, so he stood still.

There was no pattern on the fifth grid, and everyone waited with bated breath for a while, but nothing happened.

Chi Ying let out a long sigh of relief: "What, I'm scared to death."

She stood in second place and rolled the dice, a three, also a blank square.

The action of rolling the dice continued in an orderly manner. The seventh place was a man in gorgeous clothes. He had exchanged his blood, called himself "Prince Edward", and fell into deep thought.

He counted just now, the total length of the track is 66 grids.

That is to say, according to the fastest speed, that is, throwing 5 in odd-numbered rounds and throwing 6 in even-numbered rounds, and maintaining the maximum number of advances without retreating, it also takes twelve rounds to reach the "end" grid.

However, this speed is obviously a small probability event that is difficult to achieve.

——The probability of the dice rolling 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, and 6 is equal, so the probability of advancing and retreating in each round is equal. In terms of overall probability, the design expectation of the rules is to make all players stalemate in place , unable to move forward!

Even if some players are lucky and can progress smoothly all the way, but...

The total duration of the dungeon is 5 hours, and in each round, sixteen players take turns throwing dice.Assuming that it takes 1 minute for each player to roll the dice, what will happen if they step on the grid with a pattern, it will waste more time...

Assuming that a round takes at least 10 minutes, in the total duration of 5 hours, there are only fifteen rounds at most!

Thinking of this, Prince Edward's back was covered with cold sweat.He felt the malice in this dungeon——

If you want to reach the finish line, even if you move forward at full speed without retreating, there may not be enough time.

And there is only one way to shorten the duration of each round.

Reduce the number of players!

He can think of such a simple truth, and so can others... He turned his head uneasily, and seeing the expressions on the faces of others, he couldn't help shivering.