Global Collapse

After Gu Mian said that, the fat man also felt that something was wrong.

"Doctor, haven't you seen the cups Miss Qiao bought and the minifigures in Miss 007's room? But the cups and minifigures in this dungeon are exactly the same as those in their room." The fat man said, examining the items in his hands carefully.

As the apartment's cook, Fatty often delivers things to the neighbors, so he naturally knows the furniture and layout of other people's rooms.

"I thought you made this along with the claw machine, but I didn't expect you'd never seen anything like this before..."

The fat man's face was filled with great confusion: "Then where did these things come from? Could it be that the people who made the copies just came to our apartment and took them?"

After I got it, I copied and pasted some of it.

There were many identical cups and figurines on the two shelves.

If the game's organizers are so poor that they have to go to Gu Mian's apartment to get things to set up the dungeon, then this global game is basically doomed.

The fat man also felt that this game wasn't going to end so easily. He scratched his head and said, "Or is it that Doctor, your superpowers have made new progress, allowing you to create things out of thin air even if you've never seen them before?"

If Gu Mian had that ability, she would definitely imagine the game organizers out of thin air, beat them up, put them back in, and then drag them out to beat them up again the next time she gets angry.

The fact that the game organizers are not in any immediate danger suggests that Gu Mian's wish-granting machine has not yet evolved to that level.

"This instance was strange from the start. There were no quests, the number of participating players wasn't specified, it only gave a name, and even the most basic numerical information was defined by the players themselves..."

Gu Mian shone his flashlight ahead, but the ghost had long since vanished. He saw what looked like a large skating rink ahead: "Maybe this dungeon's layout was pieced together from various players' data. Let's keep looking inside. If we run into other players, we can ask them about the layout and see if there's anything they recognize."

Strangely enough, they had been chasing the ghost for quite a distance, yet they hadn't encountered a single player along that long stretch of road.

Of course, this could also be because the ghost was clearing the way. Even if there were players on the road, they would be scared away if they saw a ghost hanging upside down from the ceiling rushing towards them with a pale face.

He seemed to hear someone on this floor when he was in the hallway, but when he came in, he didn't see anything, only the ghost's hurried departure.

It was probably scared away by the ghosts that were running away ahead.

Thinking this, Gu Mian tilted the flashlight and shone it on the ground. The tiles under her feet were covered with a lot of dust, and someone walking on them would definitely leave a mark.

He looked down and sure enough, he saw a group of messy footprints.

It's very fresh; it hasn't been covered in any new dust yet, so it must have been left there recently.

This means there were people here not long ago.

However, there were quite a few people entering this floor, and the footprints they left behind were messy. When Gu Mian and Fatty chased the ghost in, they didn't pay attention to their footsteps, and the footprints in front of them were almost destroyed by them.

However, one set of footprints stood out from the many messy footprints, heading straight into the depths of this level.

Gu Mian moved her flashlight along the trail, the beam dispelling the darkness on both sides. The footprints followed the bright path all the way to the innermost part, until even the light could no longer reach them.

Fatty has always admired players who dare to fight alone in dungeons: "Judging from the traces, it seems that he didn't even hesitate halfway and went straight to the innermost part."

"It looks like it's being chased by a ghost," Gu Mian commented.

The fat man's surging admiration came to an abrupt halt.

"Let's go and take a look."

As Gu Mian spoke, she followed the footprints into the ground.

The fat man quickly followed. The ghosts here moved upside down, mimicking the claws of a claw machine; the players were the plush toys they were meant to grab. The fat man knew he was a "fat plush toy," a bit too big for the ghosts to handle.

But a ghost could make it much easier for him to grow.

Isn't that person in the hallway in front a perfect example?

After the ghost killed the person, it twisted off the head and threw it away, which shows that they only need to grab the body, and the head, arms and legs are dispensable.

The fat man was really afraid that if he were caught by a ghost, the ghost would first remove the extra parts from him.

We've caught a really good time; with the progress of the times, even young people can experience being torn apart by five horses.

Thinking of this, he felt a chill run down his spine and unconsciously clung even tighter to Gu Mian. As long as he stayed close enough, someone else would be separated from him!

Gu Mian turned around and looked at the fat man with a puzzled expression.

The fat guy was already quite clingy, but now it's like he's glued to him.

However, he was used to it. Gu Mian only glanced at the fat man before turning back to stare at the shop in front of her.

The two had now left the second-floor amusement park and arrived at an ice rink.

This is an open-air ice rink, covering a large area of ​​several hundred square meters.

However, after being abandoned for many years, there is no ice left inside, but a lot of white powder remains. This powder should be the ice from before.

Next to this huge ice rink is a small hut. Looking through the open door, you can see the walls covered with ice skates. They don't look new—although they are covered in dust, you can still tell whether they have been used or not.

It's probably left here by customers to store their shoes. By storing the shoes here, they don't have to carry them back and forth every time, as these kinds of shoes are inconvenient to carry.

The footprints that went deep into the darkness did not stop here, but continued to run into the darkness.

"Doctor, doctor—" the fat man called out again.

"What are you doing?" Gu Mian patiently turned to look at the fat man, wondering what new discovery he had made, whether he had seen a ghost or come up with another brilliant but bad idea.

"This skating rink is also from our area."

"They even have an ice rink in our apartment building?"

"It's not an apartment, it's an amusement park, the one in the west of the city that you and we went to."

Gu Mian remembered what the fat man said.

Xiao Hong and Xiao Qiao often turned the apartment into a chaotic mess, so Gu Mian would often throw them both into the amusement park in Lianhua City West. Although the amusement park was abandoned, it still had some atmosphere.

The two of them could easily be drawn to the facilities inside, thus forgetting to continue fighting.

The fat man held an electricity card in his hand. When Gu Mian threw people, she would often throw the fat man in with her to swipe the card. Xiao Qiao also learned how to swipe the card.

Later, 007 came and often went to amusement parks with them.

However, Gu Mian didn't pay much attention to the facilities in the amusement park. As for the ice rink, he roughly knew that there was an ice rink there, but he had never been to see it.

For him, ice skating was a dangerous sport; if he were to try it himself, he'd likely fall flat on his face and get sliced ​​into pieces by passing skates. (End of Chapter)