The tone of that response was like a random sentence in a friend's chat, but appearing in such a weird environnt still made everyone feel goosebumps.
Even if they didn't see anything, just the thought of a ghost staring at them in this room that they couldn't see was enough to make one's scalp tingle.
And most importantly, none of their flashlights flickered this ti.
This seed to be inconsistent with the information Haonan told them.
But the fat man was still bold, and after the initial horror, he began to ask.
"Brother, can you co out and let us take a beautiful photo?"
There was a mont of silence in the band.
"Okay."
After a short response, a black silhouette of a human suddenly appeared in the middle of the room, and as if it could absorb light, it reduced the brightness of Ling Mo's flashlight a lot, while the flashlights of several other people completely lost effectiveness.
"Quickly take a picture!"
The fat man hurriedly raised his cara to take a few random photos, and the others didn't stay behind. In just a few seconds, they took a set of pictures of the ghost.
Then, the ghost suddenly disappeared, and their flashlights returned to normal.
Brother Haonan's voice ca imdiately.
"It's okay, it's okay! It's over, let's go! Get in the car and go ho!"
"Is this the end?"
Wen Mou paused.
"Why? Do you want to spend more ti with him?"
"...I'm good."
The four quickly left the study and ran in the direction they ca, preparing to leave the haunted house. On the way, the fat man couldn't help complaining.
"By the way, this ghost brother is quite easy to talk, and he didn't do anything to us. Is this dungeon really that simple?"
"Yeah, I'm thinking about this too."
Wen Mou rubbed his chin and pondered.
"The difficulty of this dungeon is still dium, it shouldn't be so simple."
"Co on."
Brother Haonan started.
"You guys are not happy with the simplicity, are you really just a M?"
As soon as the words were finished, everyone ca to the corridor on the first floor. The gate was not far in front of them, but the ghost's voice ca again from the radio.
"Too late, you have woken her up."
Almost at the sa ti, the originally wide open door was suddenly closed, and everyone's flashlights began to flicker frantically, including Ling Mo's artificial sun, and the surrounding temperature also began to drop rapidly, even within a few seconds. When it was below zero, it was so cold that everyone had goose bumps all over their bodies.
Brother Haonan's surprised voice also rang through the walkie-talkie.
"Fuck? What's going on? The activity level suddenly reached 8! It shouldn't be, didn't you say that ghost is a more docile one?! Did you offend him?!"
"What? I was polite, okay?"
The fat man looked around in horror, and hurriedly said.
"I thought we were having a good ti communicating with each other!"
"Maybe it wasn't him."
Xia Xinyan finally said.
"He ntioned just now that we woke up another being."
She was afraid that if she didn't speak up, this group of people really wouldn't be able to react until they died.
It seems that this is the first ti to experience this kind of dungeon that can break the view of the real world. They have no experience in coping with it, and they haven't changed their way of thinking, or... The atmosphere here has affected their rationalization. She always feels that this group of people's IQ is a little bit offline.
Any information in the dungeon may be used to confuse the public, but the judgnt of the difficulty of it will never be faked. Although there are only three difficulty settings, low, dium and high, the difficulty is determined based on the overall level of the participating players, not based on the dungeon.
If the difficulty of the dungeon is difficult, then whether it is a leader who has experience or a newcor who has just entered the first round of the ga, the survival rate is essentially the sa according to the official data, at least.
The dium difficulty is good, but it is definitely not easy, at least it is much more difficult than the few levels they have played before. So when she first saw this seemingly simple opening, she didn't take it seriously at all.
Anyone with a little bit of experience knows that usually at this ti, the dungeon officially starts.
One of the routines of this ga it will not throw players who have not figured out the situation at all into a dangerous scene to die, but will give so clues to keep the players alive, and then let them face the real danger. As for whether they can grasp this information, it is not within the scope of the ga's consideration.
For example, in the process just now, the first thing should be to let them get acquainted with the way of finding ghosts, and the second is the sentence just now.
The question is, who did they wake up?
The real ghost in this villa?
But as the ti to kill, in Xia Xinyan's opinion, it was a bit early.
After all, even she couldn't understand the situation.
Fortunately, this weird environnt didn't last long, and Brother Haonan's good news ca later.
"Oh, the activity level has decreased, and it has beco 7."
At the sa ti, their flashlights returned to normal, and the temperature began to rise.
Xia Xinyan walked over first and tried to pull the door, then let go.
"The door is locked, you can't get out."
"Hey, can't we co up with a new exit?"
The fat man looked around.
"Why don't you try the broken window?"
"It's useless, the ga won't give us such a chance to cheat."
Xia Xinyan shook her head.
"And the mission target is in the house, even if we go out, we have to co back."
"Isn't that male ghost just now the target?"
Wen Mou asked curiously.
Ling Mo frowned and thought for a while, and agreed with Xia Xinyan's thoughts.
"He seed to say we woke up sothing, and the one we woke up should be the one we want to investigate, otherwise this dungeon would be too simple and the system didn't say we completed the mission."
"That's exciting."
The fat man lowered his head slightly and touched his chin.
"Does that an we have to start looking for ghosts from the beginning?"
No one responded to him.
Sensing the sudden silence, the fat man raised his head and found that everyone was looking at him with different expressions.
"What's wrong? Why are you looking at ?"
Ling Mo pointed to his shoulder with a strange face.
Seeing this, the fat man belatedly turned his head to look over his right shoulder.
There is a dark ghost handprint on it.
At the sa ti, he suddenly felt a heat on his chest, and the ghost handprint on his shoulder disappeared.
Haonan's voice ca imdiately.
"I suddenly discovered sothing important! There are fifteen paper figurines on the shelf above the computer desk, which seem to be our substitute dolls, which can help us each resist three deadly attacks from ghosts. This setup is pretty good... Fuck! Why did one spontaneously ignite?!"
The fat man's face suddenly distorted.
"...The one that spontaneously ignited, is it mine?"
"Let see... Yes, Zhang Dari only has two paper dolls left."
"Damn... We actually got directly to the truth?"
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