Lucky billion players, you've never seen one before / I can accumulate my own luck

In other words, it is very likely that some players' dungeon quests are different from others.

For example, the task might be to play the role of an evil spirit and kill someone.

On the surface it's a survival game, but it's actually a werewolf game.

Of course, this is just speculation, and the actual situation cannot be determined at present.

"There's too little information to make a judgment; anything is possible."

Fan Xiao shook his head: "I'll go to the 13th floor. You can have this floor."

"Okay, let's meet in the lobby later."

Du Ruo nodded.

The guest room doors weren't locked, so he opened the first one and went inside.

Fan Xiao then took the stairs to the 13th floor.

He spent nearly two hours meticulously inspecting the bathroom, mattress, floor, and ceiling of each guest room.

Except for a few rooms that showed only faint signs of habitation, the rest of the rooms were covered in dust and had been abandoned for a long time.

"It seems we are not the first players to visit this place."

Fan Xiao seemed to be deep in thought.

After thinking for a moment, he read out a name: "The Anemic Earrings".

Unlike talents, game items have a significant drawback—they can only be activated by saying their true name.

The next second, the blood on Fan Xiao's wrist congealed, piercing the skin and gushing out a small amount.

The blood splattered on the filthy curtains, outlining twisted and frantic handwriting: "Everyone she knocked on the door had their head chopped off! I'll die too! I'll die too!!!"

Under his control, the words formed from congealed blood quickly solidified, turned black, and gradually became somewhat blurry.

It's as if it's been there for a very, very long time.

"Anemia earrings" have a comprehensive control over blood flow, and it's not difficult to do this.

This was a little trap that I set up on a whim.

Whether you can get anything out of them depends on luck.

Chapter 22 Differences of Opinion

Game time displayed: 7:00 PM.

The 12 people returned to the hotel lobby on the first floor and began exchanging the information they had gathered.

“I found some faint signs of habitation in rooms 1012 and 1019 on the 10th floor. The other rooms were normal and had not been lived in for a long time.”

The baby-faced girl was the first to share her search results, then asked, "What about you guys?"

“I’m in a similar situation,” the handsome man said. “I found trash in the trash cans of all three guest rooms, but not in the others. Someone must have stayed here before we got here.”

"I found some faint traces of dried blood, and some small pits and cracks in the walls."

The female CEO said, "It seems there was a battle on the seventh floor, but we don't know the outcome."

“This instance has probably been opened more than once,” Du Ruo concluded. “Besides us, other players have likely participated in the hotel instance before, so it’s normal to see signs of combat.”

Others then shared their findings.

The details are largely the same.

When it was Fan Xiao's turn, he took out the curtains he had torn from the guest room and presented them to everyone: "I found this."

"The curtains... wait, there's writing on them!"

The female CEO was the first to notice the anomaly.

Upon hearing this, the others quickly gathered around to take a look.

On the curtains, black, dried bloodstains formed a blurry line of words: "Everyone she knocked on the door had their head chopped off! I'll die too! I'll die too!!!"

The distorted font seemed to exude a strong sense of madness, making people subconsciously frown.

It's hard to imagine how desperate the writer must have felt at that time.

"This..." The handsome man swallowed hard, shrinking back as he said, "This was left behind by players who participated in the dungeon before? They were beheaded? This 'she' wouldn't be referring to the evil spirit, would it?"

"It should be correct. The dungeon description mentioned that the evil spirit is depicted as a woman in a red dress." The female CEO frowned. "As for cutting off the head... I guess that's the evil spirit's attack method."

"Did the players who entered the dungeon before all got wiped out?" The boxer's face turned pale. "From what I read in this line, it seems like he's the only one left, and he thinks he'll be killed too."

"There shouldn't have been a total wipeout. Literally speaking, only the person whose door was knocked on was beheaded. Perhaps the evil spirit would first lock onto its target by knocking on the door."

Fan Xiao rested his chin on his right hand and guessed, "For example, if an evil spirit has its eye on someone, it will knock on that person's door and then cut off their head. Knocking on the door is like marking them?"

"Probably."

Du Ruo, cooperating with Fan Xiao, said, "According to our investigation, very few rooms have bloodstains, which means that not everyone will encounter danger. Considering this clue, perhaps only those whose doors have been knocked on by evil spirits will be attacked and beheaded, while the rest can safely get through the three days."

"Damn! Isn't this all about luck?!"

The blond-haired man looked very unwell.

The young woman nestled in his arms, fearfully asking, "Brother Qian, what if... what if someone knocks on my door?"

"Just make a commotion to lure me over. You're my woman, so naturally I'll rush over to protect you."

The blond-haired guy comforted the young delinquent.

The boxer was disgusted by the couple's sweet behavior and cursed, "You weakling who only knows how to rely on men! You've completely disgraced women!"

"Watch your mouth!" the blond-haired man frowned. "Your double standards are disgusting! Who was trying to get close to a man outside just now?"

"Brother Qian, don't bother with this ugly pig," the young punk girl said. "She's just jealous of me. It's a pity that she's ugly and fat, no one wants her, and she can't rely on anyone. She's quite pathetic."

Upon hearing this, the boxer was absolutely furious.

But reality is different from the internet, so she dared not launch a heavy attack casually.

The other players in this instance don't seem to care much for her.

Faced with the fierce look in the blond-haired man's eyes, she dared not utter a sound of anger.

Players can actually kill people.

"Hmph, all men are the same!"

The boxer grunted.

Fan Xiao glanced at her curiously, somewhat puzzled as to how she had survived the selection process.

No one likes someone who constantly radiates negativity.

In an evolution game, being disliked is practically suicide unless you're exceptionally skilled.

“Relying on luck is too unreliable.” The balding middle-aged man frowned and said, “I propose that we all stay together tonight, unite, and fight the evil spirit together.”

"Let's act together!" the handsome man agreed. "Many hands make light work, and the evil spirits might not be able to do anything to us."

“No,” the baby-faced man retorted, “Only one guest is allowed on the same floor. Violating the rules will make you the first to be attacked by evil spirits.”

"I think it's okay!"

The boxer, as if grasping at a straw, hurriedly said, "Why don't we all stay in one room, break the rules together, and fight the evil spirit together? Surely the evil spirit can't kill us all, right? Our chances of survival are much higher if we act together!"

"Ha... You're really dreaming of dragging others down with you."

The tattooed man said, "Staying separately doesn't necessarily mean encountering evil spirits. We just deduced that some players won't have their doors knocked by evil spirits and can safely get through the three days. But staying together will definitely lead to attacks. I want to stay on a separate floor; I believe in my luck."

The boxer frowned: "Living together is good for everyone..."

"Shut up!" The tattooed man looked at her coldly. "You only need to speak for yourself. Don't drag me into this. I've said it before, I live on this floor by myself. Anyone who dares to drag me into this, I'll be the first to kill her!"

"..."

The boxer gritted his teeth, not daring to refute.

“I also agree to live separately, and I’m quite confident in my luck.”

Fan Xiao laughed and said, "Moreover, encountering an evil spirit alone is not necessarily a dead end. The combat traces we found may have been left by players when they fought back against the evil spirit. This means that the evil spirit may not be able to kill the players instantly. Since they can fight back, let's rely on our own strength."

“That’s a good suggestion. Whether we survive or not depends on our own abilities.” The bald man nodded and said, “I also agree to live separately.”

The suggestion to live separately was supported by most people.

On the other side, the boxer, the handsome man, and the balding middle-aged man all looked rather grim.

If others disagree on acting together, they will have to face the danger alone.

Being left to their own devices is not good news for them.

Not every player has strong confidence in their own abilities.

As for the three of them forming an alliance and acting together...

Do not make jokes.

Their intention was to drag more people down with them, so that all 12 of them could share the risk.

If this plan doesn't work out, then it's better to live alone and gamble on your luck.

Thinking of this, the balding middle-aged man walked to the female CEO's side and said, "Ms. Yan, you live on the seventh floor and I live on the sixth floor. We're relatively close. If we encounter an emergency, we can make some noise to attract each other's attention and provide timely support. What do you think?"

“Okay,” the female CEO nodded. “Cooperation can increase the survival rate, I agree.”

They had already introduced themselves to each other privately.

Of course, no one knows if it's her real name.

Chapter 23 You Can Always Trust Fan Qiqi

"It's still more than an hour until nine o'clock."

Seeing that his suggestion had been accepted by the female CEO, the balding middle-aged man smiled and continued, "Miss Yan, why don't we go to my floor first and have a drink together to boost our courage? Evil spirits can be quite intimidating. Maybe if we get braver, we can perform exceptionally well when we encounter danger. I happen to have brought some wine with me."

Upon hearing this, the female CEO instinctively wanted to frown.

However, she quickly restrained herself and said calmly, "I don't need to drink. I want to keep my head clear."

Before the balding middle-aged man could say anything, the handsome man suddenly approached and preemptively said, "Miss Yan, we're also on different floors. If we encounter any accidents, why don't we make a commotion to attract each other's attention and support one another?"

"Me too, I'll choose the ninth floor. It's close to all of you, so we can support each other quickly."

The boxers then gathered around.

She also seemed to want to form a small group with the three of them.

Disgust flashed in the handsome man's eyes.

However, he couldn't say it outright, as it would damage the image he had cultivated, so he simply smiled and nodded: "I have no objection. When it comes to cooperation, the more people, the better. Miss Yan, what's your opinion?"

"Okay." The female CEO nodded.

It's just a verbal agreement; agreeing to it won't hurt you.

The boxer breathed a sigh of relief, moved closer to the handsome man, and said, "Thanks, you're much more responsible than other men."

“It’s only right,” the handsome man said with a hearty smile. “It’s about helping each other out and getting through this together.”

As a player with numerous romantic interests in the real world, his emotional intelligence and observation skills are naturally quite good.

He could roughly tell who was the strongest among the 12 people, and who among the strong ones was the best fit for collaboration.

Tattooed men and bald men have fierce physiques and unfriendly faces; even if they are strong, they are not suitable for contact.

Fan Xiao might be a cannibalistic player, so he's out of the running.

He couldn't quite figure out the werewolf man and Du Ruo. The former was always taciturn, as if he refused to communicate with people; the latter seemed to be very opinionated and not suitable to be brought into his team.

The blond-haired guy and the delinquent girl... let's not talk about them.

A female CEO, a boxer, and a balding middle-aged man—these three are the easiest to approach and control.

Women rarely remain unmoved by his face; if he uses his womanizing skills, winning her over won't be a problem.

The female CEO, in particular, has remained calm and confident since entering the instance.

Considering she's wearing a hat, she might be a demi-human player, so her confidence likely stems from the fact that she possesses some pretty good items.