Game Invasion: A new term for each level

Silence lingered between the two.

Yang Hui couldn't hold back any longer and said, "Didn't you say...?"

"Wait a minute! We opened it once two years ago! That was a treasure hunt type!" A-Juan said in a panic, muttering, "It's okay, once I get through this dungeon I'll be level 10 and have the second affix, and I'll be able to rise to the top in no time."

Ah Juan lives outside the city.

He was terrified of dying.

Decades ago, when game instances were introduced, those with countdowns were fine as long as you didn't go in, you were likely to be safe.

But if the game suddenly starts, you might find yourself in a dead end.

At the time, some people summarized several unverified claims.

The more people there are, the more likely the game will happen.

So some people left the city and became self-sufficient in the wilderness.

Humans are social animals.

They formed their own gatherings, which were not subject to official control.

A-Juan isn't a pure wilderness enthusiast; he occasionally returns to North City to replenish his supplies.

During his years in the wilderness, he learned a lesson: might makes right, and resources are everything.

If you don't have it, take it; if you don't get it, snatch it; if you can't snatch it, fight it; if you can't fight it, run away!

This also means he is wanted by the police.

There's someone of a very high rank chasing him right now.

However, he escaped into the game instance, and people outside couldn't get in.

A-Juan's only hope lies in the new entry that is about to be unlocked.

He's already at level 9, just one level away from being able to choose a term again.

Every choice of keyword is a chance to defy fate.

After that, he wanted to go back to the city, sleep in a comfortable bed, and eat hot food!

"Hehe!" Thinking of this, A-Juan couldn't help but laugh to himself.

Yang Hui smoked a cigarette, thinking to himself: Should I grab a brick and hit him awake? It's the middle of the night, and his giggling is creepy.

Yang Hui was quite confident, as he roughly knew what kind of person A Juan was. The only thing he was unsure about was what A Juan's entry was.

This is very important.

call!

A cold wind blew by, and a few green will-o'-the-wisps drifted by.

Yang Hui knew that this was called phosphorus fire, because the human body contains phosphorus, which is transformed into something when buried in the soil, blah blah blah.

Trust science.

As the phosphorescent light drew near, a translucent old woman, carrying a tattered lantern, her eyes vacant, hovered three inches off the ground, managing to utter a few words.

"Ha~ I died a terrible death!"

This is a pure ghost.

It seems there's no way to explain it scientifically.

"Damn it!" Ah Juan cursed angrily, "So what if it's not a treasure hunt? Do you really think I, Ah Juan, am a pushover?"

Ah Juan put down her backpack, stretched her wrists, and then touched the ground with her toes.

He stared at the old woman as he asked, "What entry are you referring to?"

"I..." Yang Hui was about to say that he could handle it, but was immediately interrupted by A Juan.

"Forget it, you're only level 2. Relying on you is like hoping for a windfall."

Yang Hui remained silent, watching quietly. He also wanted to know what A-Juan's background was.

Don't create another example like Li Miao, who acted like a clown.

Ah Juan seemed to be on a basketball court, licking her palm and touching the sole of her shoe, as if to prevent slipping.

They struck a pose like they were starting a race at the school sports meet.

We saw him push off the ground hard, swing his arms back and forth, but he wasn't running very fast.

I took a leap from three steps away from the old lady!

With one leg extended forcefully, A-Juan threw herself out, her entire weight combined with the speed.

That kick is going to hurt a lot.

Pfft!

Surprisingly, A-Juan's flying kick didn't land; it passed right through the old lady, as if passing through a wisp of smoke.

He fell heavily to the ground.

That kick definitely hurt.

Ah Juan screamed, arching her back like a boiled shrimp, feeling as if her waist was about to break.

"Holy crap! My back! What happened...?"

Halfway through his sentence, Ah Juan's face suddenly turned ashen, his stomach churned, and he vomited a large amount of green, sour water.

Looking up again, I saw a dense crowd of people carrying phosphorescent lanterns. Some had tongues dragging on the ground, some had crooked mouths and eyes, and some were missing arms or legs.

Ah Juan's face turned deathly pale, and she said in a trembling voice, "It's over...it's all over now."

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"Hahaha! You deserved it, kid!"

The bespectacled man in the tree slapped his thigh, surrounded by a pile of snack bags.

He looked up at the bright moonlight overhead, lay in a hammock he'd somehow acquired, took off his shirt, revealing his well-defined muscles.

"Moonlight bathing~ This is what life is all about~"

At night, wearing sunglasses, shirtless, I sunbathe in the moonlight.

If Yang Hui were here, he would definitely be cursing the lunatic in his heart.

"Oh, right, I should notify the morgue cleaning team."

He took out his phone, tapped on a contact, and typed a message.

"Captain, we found the kid at the suburban cemetery, but he looks like he's about to die. We need to prepare dinner for two."

Ji Wei was speaking in code, meaning that two body bags should be prepared.

"Two people? Two people died? It's just one criminal, right? Ji Wei, you accidentally killed someone again?"

"What do you mean 'again'! He ran into an E-level game instance, but he had bad luck. It was a killing-type instance, and there was another unlucky guy in there too."

"The cleanup team will be here soon."

"No need to rush, there's still plenty of time. Just come when it's light."

"Ji Wei, keep a close eye on him! I know you let him in on purpose, but as long as he's alive, it doesn't matter if he's alive or dead."

Ji Wei didn't care at all, comfortably rolled over, and could go back to fishing for a while.

So what if he did it on purpose? So what if he slacked off?

He was in the first squad, and his mission success rate was always very high.

This meant that the captain generally turned a blind eye to him.

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Ah Juan forced herself to sit up, clutching her stomach, walked past the old woman, picked up her backpack from the ground, and looked at Yang Hui standing there, shouting, "Lead the way! Hurry up and go!"

"Let's go back to the East Gate then."

"No!" Ah Juan shook her head hurriedly, the movement was so big that she almost vomited, but she forced herself to swallow it down.

"Let's try another exit; the east gate won't work."

"Why not?"

"Hurry up! I said no, and that's final!"

Yang thought for a moment and said, "Then I'll lead the way."

"Alright! Let's go!"

They carried green lanterns and unknowingly gathered in a circle, surrounding the two of them.

Ah Juan took a deep breath, covered her face with her arms, sprinted two steps, and passed through the layers of ghost bodies.

I barely managed to break free of the encirclement while feeling nauseous, but half of my body caught fire, as if I had just touched a phosphorescent lantern.

Ah Juan rolled on the ground, finally managed to put out the fire, took a couple of steps, and then couldn't help but kneel down and vomit.

The old woman, carrying a lantern, drew closer and closer. The lower half of her face glowed green, and she spoke in a low voice, "Why don't you stay here too?"

It reached through Yang Hui's arm with its wrinkled palm.

Yang Hui immediately felt as if he had been whipped on the arm, and it burned with pain.

"Oh ho! Is this how you attack people?" Yang Hui asked curiously, "Are you really ghosts?"

They curled their lips into a smile.

"Of course~"

The old woman gently offered the lantern in her hand, seemingly wanting to pass the green phosphorescent light through Yang Hui's body.

Whoosh!

Yang Hui swung his whip kick, and unlike A Juan, his attack sliced ​​off half of its head.

"you......"

The old woman whimpered, the lantern in her hand fell to the ground, and she herself turned into a cloud of white mist, which was instantly absorbed by Yang Hui.

[Slay 1 ghost, gain 20 experience points.]

The experience bar on the panel has increased slightly.

Yang Hui's eyes lit up, and he scanned the 'people' around him.

They were ghosts, who had just been baring their fangs and claws, but now they were trembling.

"Ah! Brother Juan, hurry up! Head west! There's a dog hole!" Yang Hui shouted decisively.

Yang Hui lied.

There weren't any dog ​​holes to the west; he was just afraid that A-Juan would steal his experience points.

Through the gaps in the layers, Yang Hui saw that A Juan had already staggered and run several hundred meters away.

They ran incredibly fast without Yang Hui even needing to remind them.

Yang Hui cracked his fingers, making a snapping sound.

"I'm afraid someone will try to take it from me."

"Now, you are all surrounded by me!"

With a flick of his left hand, the prop, the pointer, was held in his hand like a baton.

In an instant, cries of agony filled the air, as a tiger entered a flock of sheep.