Survival in the dormitory, I was pulled into the management group

Just moments ago it was pitch black, but suddenly lights came on.

To be precise, a large number of electronic screens lit up.

Computer monitor.

TV set.

Mobile phone.

Tablet PC.

Various screens are interconnected, forming a shape that resembles a head amidst the chaos.

Beneath this giant head, a multitude of colorful electrical wires stretched out, extending into the unfathomable depths below.

Not only is its appearance unique, but it also exudes a sense of oppressive despair.

That is a higher deity looking down on a lower life form.

It's like a human picking up an ant with their fingers.

There is a difference in power between the two, a difference akin to a dimensional reduction attack.

"I obey your command and have brought the offerings. Please enjoy them."

The black beast knelt down almost instinctively.

Even the other two players, no matter how slow-witted, had probably guessed what was going on.

He turned and ran.

Another activated the Earth Escape Talisman, intending to escape directly.

But it was too late.

Two beams of light shot out from the screen of the Machine God Kui, hitting the two players who were trying to escape and freezing them in place.

Countless eyes of all sizes appeared on the screen, all looking at the black beast.

The black beast lowered its head even further.

"You only brought two people? You really disappoint me. I thought you would do better." The mouth of the Machine God Kui, composed of many loudspeakers, spoke in a cold voice.

"There was a slight mistake... Please give me another chance, I will bring more people next time!" the black beast said hurriedly.

"There's no chance anymore. If you're not qualified, you're not qualified."

"No, please, I promise I'll do better next time, I'll bring you at least five people, no, seven! Ten!"

No matter how much they increase the investment, it's just empty promises and won't change anything.

The electronic screens of the Machine God Kui emitted special light waves that shone on the black beast.

The black beast's soul gradually detached from its body and flew out. It struggled violently, but it was no match for the beast.

"No! Don't kill me! I still have value to you!"

"Let go of me, what are you doing?"

"You inhuman electronic monster!!!"

The soul flew towards the mechanical god Kui, until it flew into the screen.

Different images appeared on all the screens, showing all sorts of ways people died.

Some were killed in the accident.

Some were crushed to death.

Some were torn apart by five horses.

The person involved in every manner of death is Black Beast!

He suffered all kinds of torment in this fictional world.

After a while, the screen of the mechanical god Kui returned to normal, and a large number of eyes appeared again.

There are two other people present.

They were all sacrifices.

Sacrifices should have their just deserts.

The Machine God Kui extends colorful wires, each with a different end. Some are just plain wires that spark, while others have needles, plugs, or clips attached to their ends.

These chaotic things entangled one of the offerings, dragging it into the dark pit.

A brief scream came from below.

There is one offering left.

The mechanical god Kui emitted a special frequency through a sound system, and the frequency was precisely adjusted to perfectly match the melody of life.

boom! boom! boom!

The body of the last sacrifice exploded, like fireworks of flesh and blood.

"Not enough, far from enough..."

The screens above the head of the Machine God, Kui, all went out.

The tunnel fell into darkness once more.

-

Chen Bei, outside, saw the changes in the player list; all three player avatars had gone offline within a short period of time.

This is enough to show that there is a problem inside the tunnel, and it's not at all what the Black Beast said.

The players nearby also received a clear answer.

"Thank goodness you saw through his plot! If we had all gone in, we would have been the ones who died!"

"Damn it, you can't judge a book by its cover. There aren't many good people in this game."

"Mark this place so that no one can come here. There's definitely some kind of danger lurking here."

"Let's go, let's go! It's good that people are dead. The dormitories that are left behind are a goldmine. We can empty their dormitories and use the money to buy insensitivity potions!"

"good idea!"

The proposal was immediately accepted.

These people on site can form a team right away.

It's not just them who think this way.

The Templars made similar arrangements.

After taking over those player dormitories and buying insensitivity potions, you can still have quite a bit left over.

Chen Bei originally wanted to "rob and plunder," but he received urging from many parties.

Both Capricorn and Templar hope that he can shine and do what he does best.

Continue hunting the Violet Crocodile!

As long as he can continuously provide the material of the luminescent glands, he won't need to research anything else; he'll receive dividends.

Chen Bei is now deeply tied to this job.

-

We returned to the depths of the underground.

I searched everywhere for traces of the purple crocodile, not knowing whether to call it good luck or bad luck.

Chen Bei found the Purple Crocodile not long after he started searching.

But it wasn't a living violet crocodile.

It was a dead corpse!

The body had only been dead for a short time; it was still warm.

The corpse showed signs of being torn apart and devoured; two of the glowing glands inside the body were bitten off, while the rest were intact.

This means that the player was not the one who killed the Violet Crocodile.

If it were a player, they would definitely take away the most important glowing gland and would never leave it behind.

The torn parts appear to have been caused by some kind of wild animal, which is also evidence.

The guy who killed the Violet Crocodile must be incredibly strong, far stronger than the Violet Crocodile.

After observing, Chen Bei acted quickly, peeling off the intact glowing glands and putting them into his backpack.

Then leave quickly, not wanting to cause any further trouble.

Chen Bei didn't have that kind of reckless curiosity. He didn't want to know what killed the Purple Crocodile. He just wanted to leave quickly, go back and report back to get some benefits.

Unfortunately, the tree may wish to remain still, but the wind will not cease.

Chen Bei was just about to set off.

Strange noises came from the surroundings, including a sound of rapid movement and a fierce growl.

Something is approaching!

Chen Bei's mental perception was like a blaring alarm, making his hair stand on end and sending chills down his spine.

This is a warning sign of danger.

Only extreme danger can trigger this feeling.

Chen Bei unleashed his spiritual power to probe his surroundings, extending the distance to its limit. His eyes scanned back and forth, and the Thousand Hands Cloak behind him unfurled, assuming a defensive stance.

The invisible sword is poised to strike, ready to be drawn at any moment.

who is it?

where?

It boils down to these two questions.

Swish!

Swish!

A dark shadow flashed past in the surrounding passageway at an incredible speed, so fast that Chen Bei couldn't even see it clearly.

A non-human voice also rang out, barely able to utter words that humans could understand.

"Your...smell...is very nice...and your meat...must be...delicious too."

"Its meat... is awful... it's definitely... not as good as yours!"

The attack came as soon as he finished speaking!