Quick Wear: Beautiful, Strong, Miserable, Whitening Guide

Before Lin Ci'an opened his eyes, he heard the voice of the copy broadcast.

"Level 16 Tong'an Nursing Home, the number of people in the dungeon is . It is a team battle dungeon. The identity of the dungeon confrontation team has been issued. Please check it yourself."

In the team battle dungeon, the dungeon will randomly divide the players into two teams. The two teams will compete against each other. The existing players on the winning side will pass the level, while the losing side will die.

Looking at the nameplate of Team B in his backpack, Lin Ci'an suddenly had an ominous premonition. He opened his eyes and looked around, and saw Chu Ziyu at a glance. He walked over quickly and quietly wrote "B" on his palm. Chu Ziyu smiled widely, his eyes full of joy.

He held Lin Ci'an's hand and wrote a B on his palm. But when he glanced at Chu Ziyu's backpack, it was empty except for a name tag with an A.

Lin Ci'an felt relieved when he saw Chu Ziyu's response and began to look around.

This is an old and dilapidated nursing home, its exterior walls covered with mottled paint and peeling debris, and the glass on the windows is mostly covered with dust and cobwebs.

The door was closed, and a worn-out lock hung on the rusty iron door, as if isolating the world inside from the outside world. The words on the sign above the door were already blurred, but the words "Tongle" could still be vaguely seen. Looking further back, it seemed that it was not the words "nursing home", but vaguely "mental hospital", and the words behind it were becoming increasingly unclear and difficult to discern.

But Lin Ci'an kept this anomaly in mind.

The yard was overgrown with weeds, and the ground was uneven in some places, revealing the mud and rocks underneath. The surrounding walls also seemed to be tilted, as if they could collapse at any time.

The whole building gives people a gloomy and depressing feeling, as if it has been forgotten by time. There is no vitality here, only a dead silence, which makes people shudder.

Lin Ci'an looked at the 14 people in front of him except himself and Chu Ziyu. The system announced that it would be a team battle against the copy, and there was a hint of hostility from everyone.

At this time, someone suddenly spoke up, "I am the goddess of the Shining Sun Temple, Zhu Xiaoxiao. If there are friends who want to help, you can come to us. Even if we are in different camps, we will try our best to pass the level together."

Zhu Xiaoxiao was surrounded by people from the same guild as her, including three guards and a maid.

The Shining Sun Temple is the second largest guild in the horror dungeon. It was founded by the Shining Sun Godfather. They will try to lead as many people as possible to clear the dungeon. Everyone was delighted. With the presence of people from a large guild, they will definitely be able to clear the dungeon this time.

"That's great." Someone responded, "With the goddess leading us, we will be able to pass the dungeon smoothly!" Others also echoed and expressed their willingness to follow Zhu Xiaoxiao.

Five or six people walked towards Zhu Xiaoxiao, and Zhu Xiaoxiao's team instantly swelled to 11 people. In addition to the people from the Sun Temple, there were three people from the Spark Mercenary Team, but they did not go over.

The Spark Mercenaries are bounty hunters in the dungeon. They will take on all kinds of missions, and as long as you can afford the points or props, they will do their best to get them back for you.

Chu Ziyu pulled the corner of Lin Ci'an's clothes and whispered, "Let's not go over there."

Lin Ci'an nodded. He also noticed something wrong with Zhu Xiaoxiao. When she was speaking, she seemed to have unconsciously released a skill that could slightly shake people.

"Aren't you coming over? We will protect you." Zhu Xiaoxiao looked at them with a hint of surprise in her eyes.

"Thank you, Goddess. My partner and I are more accustomed to acting alone." Lin Ci'an replied.

Zhu Xiaoxiao smiled and said, "You are welcome to join us at any time. As far as I know, this nursing home hides many dangers. You are acting alone, so you must be careful."

Lin Ci'an and Chu Ziyu looked at each other and were secretly alert in their hearts, thinking that this woman was not simple.

At this moment, the system prompt sounded again:

Copy rules:

1. You cannot go against the person’s settings or the orders of nursing home staff, but you can make appropriate suggestions.

2. Players need to complete the task within the specified time, otherwise they will face failure. (Failure means death)

3. Crow reminds you that team missions require collaboration. Hostile teams can fight each other, but the same team cannot (you don’t want to know the consequences!). Also, be careful of traitors.

Copy mission:

1. Win the team battle.

2. Explore the secrets of the nursing home (mental hospital).

"The copy is about to open, please be prepared..."

Suddenly, a hunched old man and a nurse walked out from the nursing home. The lock on the door was opened by the old man with a key, but the hand he showed was completely different. It was clearly a young man's hand.

"You are the ones who are going to live in our nursing home."

The old man laughed sinisterly twice, raised his head, and showed a mouthful of incomplete yellow teeth. Only then did everyone see his face clearly. His skin seemed to have been torn and then randomly stitched together, and each stitching line revealed a strange aura. His eyes were empty and lifeless, and it was obvious that he was being manipulated, like a puppet. Zhu Xiaoxiao and others felt a chill, while Lin Ci'an and Chu Ziyu were more convinced that this copy was unusual.

The female nurse next to her, who was wearing a tattered nurse's uniform, was standing far away and was wearing a mask, so people couldn't see her face clearly.

After entering the nursing home, everyone found that there was a foul smell inside. The room was filled with shabby furniture and the walls were covered with stains and cracks.

The old man led everyone to a hall where there were more than a dozen wooden chairs. "Sit down first, I'll go call the dean over." The old man said and turned away.

Lin Ci'an whispered to Chu Ziyu, "It seems that this nurse is also made up of body parts." Chu Ziyu nodded and looked at the nurse, while always keeping an eye on the movements around him.

Soon, a tall man walked into the hall. He wore a pair of glasses and looked gentle, but his eyes revealed a hint of indifference. "Welcome to Tong'an Nursing Home, I am the director here." His voice was low and hoarse, "Here, you must abide by the rules and are not allowed to leave the hospital without permission. If you violate the rules, you will bear the consequences yourself." After the director finished speaking, he signaled the nurse to distribute a dormitory key to each person.

The nurse approached the crowd, and Lin Ci'an could see clearly that there were deep scratches on her face hidden by the mask, starting from her eyebrow arch, and the scars were hidden by the mask.

The stitches were also visible from her exposed neck. Lin Ci'an took the key and a pungent smell entered his nose. He looked down and saw that the key in his hand was covered with blood. Others also noticed this and suppressed their shock.

The dean looked at them coldly and said, "Here are your room keys. Service staff will take care of you every day..." He paused, his mouth corners slightly raised, "Be sure to cooperate, otherwise... you don't want to know. Now, you can go to rest. Remember, don't run around at night." After that, he waved his hand and asked the nurse to take everyone to the dormitory.

Lin Ci'an and Chu Ziyu exchanged glances, and both felt a little uneasy. They followed the crowd to the dormitory area and found their own rooms. As soon as they opened the door, a strong stench hit them in the face...