Rebirth: I can easily control the end-of-the-world game

Chapter 421 [Mist] 17

Even someone as cold-hearted as Wang Qi was momentarily moved. She gritted her teeth, took a deep breath, and told herself, this is just a dungeon. These are just NPCs, some local natives. This is the predetermined outcome. If you change this time, you will have to repeat the dungeon countless times. Take back your kindness! There's no need to waste props and skills here! She didn't know when she would die, so why would she have time to care about others!

In such an atmosphere, Feng Lan silently took out the energy cube. She copied a lot of them, some of which were not charged.

Energy Cube: A cube that can collect energy. Light, wind, particles, any energy can be converted and stored inside the cube. Finally, it is converted into the energy the owner needs. The upper limit is 9 Hz (PS: For aliens who don't understand, don't worry about this upper limit. Once the limit is reached, the cube will light up and stop absorbing)

Throwing the gray Rubik's Cube into the fog with force, the position of Valletta continued to spread outward until the fog gradually slowed down. Feng Lan then threw another Rubik's Cube in. Charging one was the same as charging two.

The sad atmosphere suddenly stopped, and the nuns looked at Feng Lan silently.

Feng Lan threw seven Rubik's Cubes in, and the fog spread, stagnated, and then shrank.

The nuns cheered, some knocked Megs' bones excitedly, some covered their mouths as if they were about to cry, some hugged each other enthusiastically, and some clapped and laughed.

"Good girl! That's great!"

"Oh, that's what God is doing! Amen!"

"Looks like we don't have to go see Satan," Megs clicked his fingers happily. His bones gathered together and stood quietly and gracefully to the side. Only a few bones were held in the hands of the excited nuns. Facing the excited nuns, he happily hugged each of them. "Oh, life after death is much more exciting than I imagined, isn't it?"

"Of course!" Petka exclaimed. "This shitty life is so much worse than what I envisioned: working in a small country church for two or three years and then returning to the Vatican to take up my post!"

Susan reached out and covered Petka's mouth with her hand. "No, no, no swearing now, Petka. We have to work hard to get into heaven."

Bob also breathed a sigh of relief. The priests and nuns happily patted his shoulders very lightly through his clothes. "Of course, young man, you are great too."

"Yes," Megs saw through Bob's character at first sight, and now he generously encouraged him, "Little boy, you should know that participating in such a great battle can be written into the annals and displayed in the church of the Vatican. Stand up proudly, boy, that's right."

Bob's eyes were red. He felt the chill on his shoulders and felt a little embarrassed, but he straightened his chest as Father Meigs said, "...Um...But, I didn't do anything," Bob scratched his head, "I didn't defeat a monster..."

Wang Qi rolled her eyes at Bob, and she felt much more relaxed. She slapped Bob on the back, almost knocking him down.

"Stop dithering. Surviving such a horrific battle, do you know how much of a test of luck and strength it takes, bro? It's like participating in World War II and leaving the battlefield intact. If this were a movie or a comic, you'd be the protagonist, understand? The protagonist who survived a dungeon where no one survived."

Wang Qi, who had survived many dungeons relying on the luck granted by his skills, knew the role of luck best. You could use it, but it was absolutely essential! Not to mention following the dungeon's hints, if the boss hadn't searched so carefully, the town would have been shrouded in fog.

Wang Qi thought about Valletta who came out of the inner world in the last two days of the dungeon under the help of the fog, and the group of undead corpses under her command. At that time, who could find the wooden door hidden in the school garbage dump, and who could release the priests and nuns?

Wang Qi knew with his toes that the last two days of the dungeon would be a difficult and continuous battle. Just imagining the battle made Wang Qi's scalp tingle.

Wang Qi reacted quickly. According to the strength of the original copy, this C-level copy was already too difficult. She realized that this should be her upgraded copy.

If successful, her next dungeon will probably be a B-level dungeon, which will require an upgrade.

Wang Qi was both happy and worried. In the guild, B-level players were definitely treated better than C-level players. Wang Qi glanced at his skill experience bar. It was only the third day of the dungeon, and he had barely passed 100 points, but the boss had already cleared the dungeon. Could the boss be leaving early?

Wang Qi looked at Feng Lan, a complex emotion welling up in his heart: envy, fighting spirit, and emotion. When will she have the ability to be so relaxed and carefree in every move she makes?

The fog shrank back to a point one meter around Valletta, then it stagnated and stopped shrinking.

Feng Lan felt a cold gaze from the mist. The feeling was very similar to the pressure she felt at the end of her first day in the cabin in the woods.

The two sides were deadlocked for three hours, and Feng Lan changed several energy cubes to recharge. Faced with the stalemate, Feng Lan was quite happy to recharge the cubes. After all, fog was also a high-quality energy.

But later the fog obviously began to get anxious. The fog that had been shrinking and reducing surged and rolled, and began to expand outward. Even though Feng Lan threw out several Rubik's Cubes, it still persisted. She had to take out other props to disintegrate it.

[Colorful Shells: Colorful shells from the deep sea are said to be a medicinal ingredient once favored by sea witches. They have the effect of absorbing darkness. Of course, you can also use them to absorb curses.]

Feng Lan dumped a pile of things on the ground, all of which were copied when she had time. Facing the fog with a faint roaring sound, Feng Lan raised her eyebrows, put on a smile, and sat calmly beside it.

What she is least afraid of is a war of attrition.

As for Father Meigs and the nuns, after waiting for more than an hour, they felt bored and returned to the vicinity of the church. After discussing for a while, they began to tidy up the church, clearing away excess grass and trees, moss in the corners, dust on the cross, etc., hoping to restore the church to its original glory and holiness.

Wang Qi also helped out, but she would occasionally take a look over here. The distance was not very far, mainly because she couldn't get the experience points from the boss if she was too far away.

As a result, he happened to see Feng Lan pouring a pile of colorful shells on the ground. After these shells came into contact with the mist, they emitted a soft light, and then gradually turned black and carbonized. It was obviously a low-level prop that the boss took out to eliminate the darkness. Wang Qi took a look out of curiosity and became autistic.

At first glance, these shells are at least C+ grade props...

Haha, she competed with the rich and powerful players!