When the beauty of cultivation enters the infinite live broadcast

After this incident, no one wanted to sleep. In this situation, no one could sleep peacefully, because no one knew whether the vines would come back and launch another sneak attack.

Such a big commotion did not attract the butler and the maid. It seemed that only the players and the vines were left in the castle.

Zhou Yixi suggested: "It's hard to communicate here, let's go to the restaurant."

The first floor was not invaded by vines, the wall lamp was still on, the front door was locked, but the restaurant door was open.

After sitting down, Lian Wu put away his sword.

Feng Fu had noticed the long sword a long time ago and asked directly, "Where did the sword come from? It's impossible for a newcomer to enter the dungeon to have props!"

Wang Qiang still remembered the poisoning incident. Even though he was too weak to run, he still wanted to make things difficult for Lian Wu.

"Yeah! Where did you get the sword? Are you in cahoots with the butler? You've eaten the food and you're fine. If you were attacked, you'd have tools to protect yourself. And you were the first to arrive at the castle. Who knows if you were plotting something with the butler?"

Lian Wu was a little impatient. "I've already explained the food. Frostfall is my natal sword, not a tool."

"You think you're really cultivating immortality? You're returning your natal sword. Do you think I'll believe you?"

Many players didn't quite believe it and just chose to watch, not wanting to get involved in their disputes to avoid getting into trouble.

"Stop, stop arguing. There are too many suspicious things about you. For safety reasons, let me keep your sword."

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Lianwu's sword is a treasure. Feng Fu is clearly trying to get something for nothing, and he's making it sound so righteous.

Lian Wu curled up the corners of his lips after hearing this, his eyes teasing, "If you want Frost Descent, then kill me."

How could Feng Fu just give up his natal sword so easily? His idea was ridiculous. Even if he got it, he couldn't use it. Furthermore, it was questionable whether Feng Fu could withstand the backlash of Frost Descent.

[Wow, so domineering!]

[Is this really my natal sword? Has Jingyi started recruiting people from the immortal cultivation world? So cowardly?]

[Warning: Player 07536 has been muted for 042 hour by administrator 1. Please abide by the live broadcast room rules.]

Lian Wu raised his eyebrows when he saw this message.

[042, are you the administrator of the live broadcast room?]

[042: Our system is almighty. A mere district administrator is just a part-time job for me.]

Feng Fu felt provoked, but due to the rule that players couldn't kill other players, he couldn't kill Lian Wu even if he wanted to. For the time being, he could only vent his anger and verbal abuse.

He's just a newcomer, how dare he! Besides his good looks, what else does he have?

The audience in the live broadcast room continued to encourage Feng Fu to kill.

One o'clock struck and the butler appeared at the door of the restaurant.

"Dear guests, it's late now. We are all in the restaurant. Would you like to have a midnight snack?"

The butler's face was gloomy, looking much more sinister and terrifying than before, and he seemed to be angry about something.

Is it because you are angry that so many players are still alive?

Or was it because the second floor of the castle was in ruins?

Lian Wu felt that both were possible. He was now eager to try and find out why the butler was angry.

"Is there any dessert? The food here is so delicious, it makes me want to eat more."

If Lian Wu hadn't said these words with a blank expression, they would probably be more credible.

However, the butler accepted this reason because the long-haired player was the first to have dinner and did not let his careful preparation go to waste, and he was very satisfied.

The butler bowed slightly and said, "Of course we will meet your needs. Thank you for your recognition."

After a while, the maid brought out a small chocolate cake for each player. The dark cake was placed in front of the players, and Feng Fu looked at Lian Wu with a look that seemed to bleed.

Cake again! Wang Qiang thought of cupcakes again, and his face paled. The other players didn't make a move, hoping the butler would leave. There was too much food to hide at night, so a few small cakes would be much easier to hide.

Unfortunately, the butler did not leave this time, but stood aside and watched the player.

"Why aren't you eating, guest? Are you dissatisfied with the dessert? Or are you not hungry and are deliberately teasing us?"

As he spoke, the butler's voice became more and more eerie, and the temperature around him seemed to drop a lot.

Lian Wu smiled, "How could that be?"

Lianwu was the first to start eating again. He had never eaten chocolate before. This copy was really great. There were so many delicious and novel desserts that he had never eaten before.

This butler is really thoughtful. Lian Wu silently gave the butler a thumbs up in his heart.

After seeing the player eat the cake, the butler's expression improved a little, and he left with the maid.

Before leaving, he reminded the players to go to bed early, not to run around at night, and not to disturb Mr. Leeson's rest.

Zhang Hui and Zhou Yixi lived together, while Li Yan went to 201.

After completing his nighttime exercise and eating some dessert, Lian Wu was content and planned to go back to sleep.

His room was relatively intact; at least the door was in good condition. He had sealed all the possible breakages with frost and ice, making it safe and secure, preventing the embarrassing incident of the bed collapsing while he slept.

With his soul damaged, he had no way of performing advanced spells, but fortunately, the use of Frost was not affected.

Feng Fu was the last one to return to his room. He carefully sprayed colorless liquid on the door of 207, and then returned to 201 in a happy mood.

Wang Qiang was still in the bathroom inducing vomiting, wanting to vomit out all the cake he had just eaten, and he didn't notice Feng Fu leaving the room at all.

Although players cannot kill other players directly, they can use props to lure ghosts to kill them.

[Props: Lover's Perfume]

【Level: C】

[Description: A disposable item. Spray your lover's perfume on it and you will become the most attractive person. All creatures will be attracted to you, especially ghosts.]

He had tricked this item out of a new player in the previous dungeon. Although it was a one-time item, it worked well and was an excellent monster-luring item.

Lian Wu woke up when Feng Fu approached the door. He smelled a strange smell through the crack in the door, but Lian Wu was not worried.

When he asked player 042 if he could kill other players, it was to prepare in advance to prevent any accidents. Before going to bed, he cast a mid-level barrier spell on the door, so that props that required sticking or spraying would not work.

Lian Wu was certain that Feng Fu had sprayed a prop on his door. This prop was definitely not a good thing, and the same went for the person who used it.

Feng Fu was lucky enough to use such a low-level method. The methods Lian Wu had encountered before were much more effective than this one.

He has seen all kinds of witchcraft, puppetry, and fog-collecting techniques. It is simply a pipe dream and a fantasy to think that he can use this little trick to trick him.

Although the perfume had no effect on the mist, it did drift into the corridor. With the exception of Room 207, the doors of all the rooms in the corridor were more or less stained with the scent. For rooms without doors, the fragrance drifted directly into them, attracting the monsters hiding in the shadows.

However, due to the restrictions of the dungeon rules, they currently have no way to kill the players and can only quietly mark the players to make it easier to find them later.

The perfume was diluted to the point where it was barely noticeable, and the players were being targeted by monsters without even realizing it.

The instigator of this incident was still imagining the scene of Lian Wu being torn to pieces by ghosts, and felt sorry for not being able to enjoy it before the other party died.

The clock struck 8:00 on time. When the player got up, he found that the room had returned to its original state. There was no sign of an attack at all. Even the door was thoughtfully locked from the inside.

The room was restored, and the ice that was originally used to hold it in place was shattered all over the floor, with no signs of melting.

The mist-filled room was farthest from the stairs, so when he entered the restaurant everyone else was already seated.

Feng Fu saw that his face turned dark instantly, and he was not dead!

But it's just right. After he has tasted the other person's taste, he can send Lianwu back to the west and absorb another wave of fans.

Breakfast had been brought up by the maid: milk, sandwiches, and cut fruit.

The butler seemed to see that no player had been sent away with the food, so he simply stopped using this trick and provided a full set of silver tableware, as if he was afraid that the players would not eat.

The sandwich tasted good, and Lianwu's favorability towards the butler increased again. I wonder if there will be such delicious food in future copies.

The castle gates were already open, and players felt a bit dazed as they walked out. The eerie forest was gone, replaced by a garden filled with birdsong and fragrant flowers. It was so beautiful that it felt unreal, and for a moment, players felt like they had entered a fairy tale.

Zhang Hui exclaimed, "This is incredible! Is this true?"

After hearing this, Feng Fu laughed and said, "It's just a trick to deceive people. Only newbies like you who know nothing would think it's true."

Everyone was silent. Yes, now they were in the dungeon, away from their friends and family, forced to fight and escape in the dungeon. No one knew when it would end. They could die in the dungeon at any time and become food for the ghosts.

At this moment, 042's anxious voice appeared in Lian Wu's mind.

[042: It's unfair! Don't think that! We're saving you!]

【Yes, I believe you.】

042 was a little surprised. Lian Wu believed him so much. Wasn’t he worried that he was lying to him?

Lianwu did not explain. The infinite world gave him a new life, and 042 did not show any malice.

The steward didn't stop them from leaving. Although this was a survival dungeon with a fixed mortality rate, obtaining key information could increase the player's chances of survival. However, they couldn't delve too deeply, as this could easily trigger the dungeon boss's taboos and cause irreversible consequences.

A gardener in the garden is fertilizing the seedlings, spreading the dark red powdered fertilizer evenly on the roots of the seedlings.

Feng Fu walked over and tried to get clues.

"Excuse me, are you the gardener here?"

The gardener looked up, her delicate face visible through her thick golden curls. "Are you here for the flower show?"

"Yes. Do you know where Mr. Leeson is? We've been in the castle all night and haven't seen the owner yet. That's not very fitting."

If the gardener had not been wearing simple clothes, Feng Fu would have thought that he was some noble young master.

"Mr. Leeson is not available to see guests right now. Guests don't need to worry. Mr. Leeson will definitely show up at the flower show."

The gardener looks like a normal person, with a completely different temperament from NPCs like the housekeeper and maid. He is almost like a living human being.

At this time, Lian Wu came over and Zhang Hui followed behind him.