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Chapter 647 The Disappearing Honkai Impact 3rd and the 100th Dungeon
Upon hearing this, Gu Mian also opened her own panel.

Group chats have indeed disappeared.

The group chat was a special item bound to Xiao Qiao. Now that the group chat has disappeared, doesn't that mean...?

Thinking of this, Gu Mian went to check her friends list again.

He hadn't added many friends, and his friend list only had a few people. The moment he opened the friend panel, he noticed something was wrong.

Chu Changge and Xiao Qiao have disappeared from my friend list.

Gu Mian didn't add 007 and the fortune teller as friends. He looked at the fat man sitting on the sofa, who was sweating profusely: "Check if the fortune teller and 007 are still in your friend list."

The fat man immediately opened his friends list.

He stared at his panel for a long time, then his face turned pale. He looked up at Gu Mian and said, "They're gone. The fortune teller and Miss 007 have disappeared from my list."

This means death.

Gu Mian once added a player with the nickname "Captain Feng of the Chengdong Police Station in Lianhua City".

He is a police officer in this city.

Because Gu Mian doesn't pay much attention to his friends, he only discovered today that the police officer had long since disappeared from his friend list.

He didn't know on which day he died.

And now, Chu Changge and the others' names have also disappeared from the friends list.

The fat man's face remained pale: "The four of them...died together? Miss 007 was just jumping around like a madwoman a moment ago."

“This isn’t right,” Gu Mian stared at her list. “I think they must have accidentally gathered together and then been pulled into a special instance. But 007 was just here, so they couldn’t have been in the instance for very long. In this short time, will all four of them die together?”

“Yeah, right,” the fat man exclaimed, “Even the most terrifying special dungeons wouldn’t have four people die as soon as they enter… Wait a minute, if the fortune teller and Miss 007 were pulled into a dungeon together, could that dungeon be the Seventh World we heard about on the radio?”

“I’m afraid that’s the case,” Gu Mian nodded. “I didn’t expect this to happen so soon.”

Gu Mian and the others learned about the deaths of 007 and the fortune teller from the radio.

They died in the Seventh World.

But unexpectedly, Chu Changge and Xiao Qiao were also implicated.

Gu Mian recalled that not long ago, a fortune teller had performed a divination for Chu Changge and Xiao Qiao, and the results for the two were the same: they were in Schrödinger's death.

He's dead, yet not dead.

“I think they’re not dead yet, but they’ll eventually die there.” Gu Mian frowned and reached into her pocket.

The fat man didn't quite understand, but he was very anxious: "Miss Qiao said that place is a place teeming with evil spirits, and it will definitely be very dangerous for Brother Chu and the others to go in."

As the fat man was speaking, a series of hurried footsteps came from the corridor.

The two turned to look at the doorway.

A person had already run to the door, panting heavily, and was now leaning against the door frame, catching their breath.

The person who came was a male sales clerk, about 1.7 meters tall, wearing a supermarket uniform.

The fat man was puzzled as to why the supermarket clerk had come here.

The man who had been leaning against the doorframe took a couple of deep breaths and quickly straightened up. He explained his purpose to the two people inside, shouting, "It's terrible! Everyone's been taken away!"

It turns out they came to deliver a message to them.

Could it be that Brother Chu and his group were taken into a special instance in the supermarket? The fat man was stunned.

Then he heard a series of hurried footsteps.

The person who came this time was Mr. Green. The nervous look on Mr. Green's face was exactly the same as that of the salesperson who was holding onto the door frame. He rushed in without stopping, almost jumping up in agitation: "I just heard that Earth has sent a few of your people to the Seventh World!"

At this moment, Gu Mian had already walked to the coffee table, but before he could speak, the third uninvited guest arrived.

Liu Ruyan also appeared outside the door, looking at Gu Mian with a complicated expression: "Just now, my connection with Chu Changge and Xiao Qiao disappeared."

This is a symbol of the guardian's death.

Gu Mian understood that Earth was targeting Chu Changge and his group this time, so they didn't throw him into the Seventh World along with them.

Perhaps Earth is also afraid that something might happen if he were thrown into the Seventh World.

Mr. Green was jumping up and down anxiously: "The Seventh World can't afford any mistakes... Gu Mian, you need to find a way to get them all out. Don't you still have an admission ticket? Go in and get them out quickly..."

"No, if you go in, you might cause even bigger side effects, and the admission ticket might not even guarantee entry into the Seventh World... after all, that place is somewhat special."
"That stupid Earth is really ruthless. Gu Mian, your friends being sent to the Seventh World this time has nothing to do with us. Don't blame us if you want to blame someone..."

It seems that Mr. Green and the salesperson came to deliver the message because they were worried about the safety of the Seventh World.

It's clear that the Seventh World is a very important world.

Although I don't know why Mr. Green and the others care so much about the Seventh World, this is not the time to ask why.

Gu Mian had already taken out the dungeon voucher from his pocket. He could enter the dungeon immediately after filling in the dungeon name.

At this moment, Mr. Green had already moved closer to Gu Mian. He looked down at the dungeon exchange voucher on the table and said, "The Seventh World doesn't have dungeons, so this might be useless."

Gu Mian ignored the short man next to her.

He picked up a pen and carefully wrote the words "Ragnarok" on the admission ticket.

He figured the four people in the Seventh World must also be hoping to see him.

But nothing happened.

Gu Mian did not enter the instance; he remained seated on the sofa in the living room, and the expectant gazes of Fatty and Mr. Green dimmed.

"Can't we get in? Is it because we didn't fill in the correct instance name, or is it because Chu Changge and the others aren't even in the instance?" Gu Mian watched as the four characters on the admission ticket gradually disappeared, and the instance name field became blank again.

He looked at Mr. Green: "Can Earth freely pull players into worlds without open dungeons?"

“No,” Mr. Green shook his head like a rattle-drum, “Theoretically speaking, dungeons are the key to connecting players with lower-dimensional worlds. Without entering dungeons, players cannot enter lower-dimensional worlds... In our world, there are also some areas where dungeons are not open, and players cannot be brought into those closed areas.”

But even though the Seventh World doesn't have any open instances, Chu Changge and his group were forcibly pulled in.

"Does Earth have the right to create copies? Can it create copies in your lower-dimensional world?" Gu Mian then asked.

"Yes, some of the dungeons were created in our lower-dimensional world, and they are quite difficult. The other part were created on Earth, and those dungeons are relatively simpler, making it easier for players to obtain resources."

At this point, Mr. Green suddenly realized something and slapped his thigh: "It must be that Earth has created a new copy in the Seventh World! Earth is not allowed to create a copy in the Seventh World according to the treaty, it has violated our treaty! It will be severely punished!"

Are we really going to risk being severely punished to create a new instance and pull Chu Changge and the others into the Seventh World?

“I bet Earth gave that newly created instance a really weird name, like ‘Gonggong ...

Earth doesn't want him to enter the Seventh World, so it naturally gives the dungeon a very tricky name.

"Can you find out the name of that copy?" Gu Mian asked.

Mr. Green shook his head with difficulty: "We keep records of the dungeons that are opened normally, but we don't know the names of the dungeons that are not opened normally."

This is difficult to handle.

Gu Mian couldn't just guess randomly on the admission ticket; it would be bad if she guessed the name of another instance and got pulled in.

"Are there any NPCs in the Seventh World that we can contact?" Gu Mian didn't have much hope for the NPCs in the Seventh World. Xiao Qiao had said long ago that there were no living people in her world, so there were probably no living NPCs either.

Sure enough, Mr. Green shook his head: "No, but there is a very high-level NPC in that world, which I have only heard about. There is no way I can contact him."

The fat man's face turned red as he tried to suppress his anger: "What are we going to do? We don't know the name of the instance, and we can't contact the NPCs. Are we really going to have to leave it to fate?"

“No,” Gu Mian shook her head, “I have another way to enter the Seventh World.”

Mr. Green once said that there is a train in a certain instance that connects all the worlds.

You can enter the Seventh World through that car.

The train is located in the bizarre train escape scenario that Gu Mian ruined.

"Is your train fixed yet?" Gu Mian asked Mr. Green.

Mr. Green immediately thought of this as well, and his face turned grim: "It's been repaired, but we're afraid something might go wrong, so it hasn't been opened yet."

That was a very important train, and the NPCs were afraid that Gu Mian would steal it from them, so it had never been opened to the public.

"Tell them to open it up quickly!" Gu Mian demanded.

"Okay, okay!" Mr. Green pulled out something that looked like a walkie-talkie from somewhere. "That train conductor is traumatized. Be gentle this time, don't scare him..."

As he spoke, he pressed a few keys on the walkie-talkie, then put the receiver to his ear and waited.

A few seconds later, the call seemed to be connected. He turned around and waved his other free hand, talking excitedly to the other end, asking them to open the train instance and telling the train conductor to prepare himself mentally.

The call was quick; Mr. Green resolved the matter in about twenty seconds.

He turned around excitedly: "Alright, go ahead!"

But when he turned around, Gu Mian was nowhere to be seen; only the fat man on the sofa stared in disbelief.

Mr. Green was also a little dumbfounded: "Gu Mian went in so quickly?"

“No,” the fat man said, looking at the unused admission ticket on the table, “he didn’t enter that instance.”

He... disappeared.

Never eat hot pot followed by ice cream in the summer.

Gugu has been on an IV drip at the outpatient clinic for a whole day.

Waaaaaahh ...
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