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Chapter 392 Gu Mian and His Three Useless Save Points
The fat man was stunned when he heard this.

What does it mean if the range of the instance is less than 100 meters?
Anyone who ran 800 or 1000 meters in school knows that 100 meters isn't actually that far; if you run fast, you can cover 100 meters in a few tens of seconds.

But now 007's special item indicates that the dungeon's range is less than 100 meters?

It shouldn't be.

What the hell are they doing here?!
007's voice came through the microphone: "None of us can leave the house, so the dungeon area is very likely just the house we are in. That means our movement range is limited to this area until the dungeon ends... But since we've all seen that strange woman, it means we should be in the same area and not far apart."

The fat man listened while looking outside through the doorway.

At least from here, the outside world is vast.

The bookstore is located on a street, opposite a collapsed two-story Western-style building. Not only that building opposite collapsed, but almost every building within the fat man's line of sight showed signs of damage.

Only the grass sprouting from the muddy ground grew very lushly, so the sheep must really like this place; it's clear that no one has lived here for many years.

The only person they had ever met was that strange woman who kept repeating the same thing.

"Speaking of which..." The fat man seemed to realize something and looked at the overhead light. He gripped the microphone tightly and spoke, "In this godforsaken place, is there even electricity?"

007 on the other end paused for a moment: "You've realized it too, this place is like an abandoned village, so theoretically it shouldn't have electricity."

The fat man withdrew his gaze from the light bulb: "But all three of us in the bookstore have electricity, so... are we in a rather special place?"

007 agreed with the idea: "By the way, can you open the book that woman returned?"

The fat man looked up at the three black leather-bound books he had placed on the table. There were no titles on the covers. "That woman gave me three books with identical covers. When I got the first one, I wanted to open it, but I couldn't."

Chu Changge had mentioned these books to him during their previous conversation.

Just now, when Fatty was on the phone with Chu Changge, Chu Changge told Fatty that the woman had visited him four times, and at that time Chu Changge already had four such books.

Of course, he couldn't open any of them, just like the fat guy.

And the same is clearly true for 007.

“I can’t open the book here either. This instance is indeed very strange. Although no ghosts or monsters have appeared so far, and we seem to be quite safe here, it doesn’t fit the rule that special instances are extremely dangerous… I think the danger we face in this instance comes from that woman.”

A gust of wind swept across the street. The fat man looked at the swaying grass outside and said, "I also think that woman is quite suspicious. By the way, can you contact a doctor?"

Gu Mian was the first to enter the instance and hasn't been able to contact them since. The fat man is a little worried.
007's voice came through: "No, I can't contact him either. It seems he's not like us. Maybe he's free to move around?"

Upon hearing this, the fat man couldn't help but let his imagination run wild, wondering where Gu Mian was right now.

Just then, 007 suddenly spoke up: "There must be clues in our house. I'll go look on the bookshelf... I'll hang up now. If we keep talking, Chu Changge might not be able to get through to you when he calls."

The fat man nodded into the microphone: "Mm."

The other end of the phone hung up immediately, and the fat man turned his gaze to the bookshelf: "I also need to look for clues here. I have to read all these books one by one. Who knows how many years it has been since I last read a book?"

He straightened up and walked toward the bookshelf, muttering to himself.

The books on the shelves were categorized in completely different ways. There were novels, biographies, and a bunch of random, untitled books that I couldn't even identify.

The fat man, completely bewildered, pulled a book from the bookshelf and quickly flipped through it. Before long, the phone rang.

The fat man glanced instinctively at the door to see if the strange woman had reappeared before getting up to answer the phone.

Chu Changge's voice came through the phone: "I found a few books about games, video games."

Upon hearing this, the fat man was stunned for a moment, then looked up at the bookshelf in front of him.

There seemed to be several books about games on his bookshelves, but they didn't have titles.

Some of these books explained the rules of a game, some explained health data, and one explained the background of a game; he glanced at them a few times and then put them aside.

The fat man didn't expect Chu Changge to ask him about these books.

He immediately asked, "I have some here too. Is there anything special about those books?"

The sound of pages turning came from the phone.

After Chu Chang flipped through a few pages, the fat man spoke up: "I've compared the rules and data in these books, and it seems like these books are all about the same game; also, the background, although I can't leave here, the background description in that book is very similar to the environment here."

The fat man was quick to understand, and he immediately grasped Chu Changge's meaning: "Brother Chu, do you mean we might be in a video game right now?"

He heard Chu Changge on the other side hum in response.

It shouldn’t be!

“There’s no need to put us in a video game in this instance. It can simply replicate the game’s background and mechanics. Putting players into the instance and then putting those players into the instance into another game is redundant, unless…” The fat man’s usually unused brain was working at lightning speed.

At this moment, Chu Changge spoke softly: "I originally thought that someone repeatedly coming here to do the same thing might be due to time reversal, but the clock clearly shows that time has not reversed, and besides, we are currently in a game..."

"Think about it, in a horror game, where would you see someone repeatedly doing the same thing over and over again?"

The fat man was stunned.

Where can you find someone constantly repeating the same thing?
Repeating the same thing over and over again...

Repeating the same thing over and over again?
In an instant, countless images of himself playing horror games flashed through the fat man's mind, and it seemed that he had never seen anyone repeatedly do the same thing.

wrong!

The fat man suddenly remembered that when he was controlling the character, he often repeated the same thing over and over again!

Doing the same thing over and over again in the same place!
The fat man felt a chill run down his spine at the thought, then gripped the microphone tightly and said, "Have we become a save point?!"

Vote for me! [Rolling on the floor in frustration]

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