He Cleared It Just Like That...??
In the dimly lit solitary cell, Winniever leaned against the headboard with his eyes closed, only the finger unconsciously tapping his cuff betraying the fact that he was not asleep.
He was pondering the information he had gathered.
Today is the 2nd, and tomorrow is the anniversary of that massacre.
What happens on the anniversary?
To recreate that massacre?
Could the Rebel Army Leader who committed suicide in the Dungeon be the key to clearing this Dungeon?
What are these players supposed to do?
Will you find a way to escape the massacre, or unite with other potential victims within this Dungeon to fight back?
Time is too tight; we must make the most of tonight.
Winniever opened his eyes, and just as he grabbed a flashlight to head out, he froze on the spot.
The God Hunt has been updated by a player who has already cleared the Dungeon.
*
Lobby.
Winniever's gaze swept over the area.
Sure enough, the remaining players all gathered here in unison.
They exchanged surprised and uncertain glances, but no one spoke up easily.
The God Hunt's tip came too suddenly.
They've only been in the Dungeon for a short time, and suddenly they're being told that another player has already cleared it??
Who is it?
Briman suppressed the turmoil in his heart, his gaze sweeping across the faces of the crowd, a subtle scrutiny in his eyes.
Finally, it landed on Winniever was standing at the very back.
"... It's that Huaguo player."
That aloof and eccentric East Asia youth.
Kuxiya murmured to herself, more like she was talking to herself, "How did you do that?"
This question reflects the sentiments of everyone.
Yes, how did you do that?
Everyone felt extremely confused.
As the only player absent, it means that the other person is indeed the one who cleared the game according to the God Hunt's hints.
But how could it be so fast?!
Saha's face darkened. "What exactly did he do while he was taking care of his physiological needs?"
This is where the most inexplicable behavior of young people occurs.
The other party was able to complete the game so quickly because they must have found clues that they didn't know about during that time!
The problem is that the ten people present had no idea where the young man had gone at that time.
Polina suddenly spoke up, "Go ask the staff. I don't believe no one saw it, and..."
She unconsciously stroked the dagger at her waist.
"Don't forget, there's also surveillance."
The young man came in with them, and the surveillance cameras must have captured all of their actions.
Upon hearing this, everyone looked up at the surveillance device in the corner.
"But the Production Team might not let us out," Dana said, taking this into consideration.
Geseling said calmly, "If anyone gets into trouble, the Production Team will naturally send someone in to check. At that time..."
The others understood the deeper meaning in her words.
This means they're preparing to use special methods.
Too.
The incredible speed at which the Huaguo cleared the level was like a thorn in everyone's side.
Not only Geseling was anxious, but they were too.
Just then, a series of cursing and swearing voices came from afar.
"How did Edie find these people?! They even brought their phones into the set during filming! Don't they know that's a breach of contract?!"
The disheveled man walked out with a furious expression.
Behind them, several staff members were being scolded with bitter faces.
They thought to themselves, "You were the one who carefully selected this person, so why are you blaming it on Edith?"
But no one dared to say it aloud.
The slovenly man stopped abruptly as he continued cursing.
He noticed that there were quite a few people standing in the lobby, all of them contestants.
He frowned slightly. "Why aren't you all resting? What are you all doing standing here?"
The tone wasn't very pleasant.
Winniever and the others exchanged a silent glance.
The ten people gradually dispersed.
Briman smiled and said, "Director, what did you mean by what you just said?"
"You brought your phone with you without permission?"
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Livestream Room.
Netizens from various countries witnessed a scene that they would never understand in their lives.
They saw the Huaguo player inexplicably go to some Archives, inexplicably pull a booklet from a cabinet, inexplicably start a live stream using the wizard's phone, say three inexplicable sentences, and then disappear.
That's all??
When the white circle rising beneath the young man's feet appeared, the screen went blank for once.
Most people haven't quite grasped the concept yet, or rather, they're still in a state of confusion.
Until a lone comment floated by.
[He just... beat the game?? (IP: Thousand Lakes Country)]
After a brief pause, the Livestream Room exploded with excitement.
The next second, a deluge of question marks and exclamations completely flooded the screen, even washing away all the Huaguo comments.
[Wait! Someone press pause for me! Is this still a live stream?? (IP: Maple Leaf Country)]
[What historical truth? What Spy? What is he saying?? (IP Kangaroo Country)]
[The key is that booklet! He took it from the Archives! (ip Hans Country)]
[No! The key point is the phone! So how did he know that using that phone would trigger the completion condition? (ip Hans Country)]
[Did he know how to beat the game from the beginning?? (IP Coffee Country)]
The young man's figure had long been swallowed by the white halo, but the other party's words, "Good luck to you," seemed to still linger in their ears.
Calm, indifferent, and even with a barely perceptible hint of... closure.
All the shock and countless brainstorming guesses were left to the netizens watching from outside the screen.
How long has it been?
Does it take an hour from disembarking to clearing customs?
It's not even enough for them to watch a movie.
But in that brief, almost absurdly short period of time, the Huaguo player speedrunned the Mixed-Team Competition.
In a way that no one had ever understood.
If their previous impression of the young man was that he was a somewhat skilled Huaguo player who had quickly completed a solo Dungeon, now they had a more profound and direct understanding of this "speedrun."
Speedrunning a solo Dungeon can be attributed to luck.
However, in a team Dungeon where eleven players were engaged in a chaotic battle with clearly complex interaction and competition mechanisms, and before any of the other players had even figured out the specifics of the Dungeon, the young man calmly and effortlessly cleared Dungeon in less than an hour.
The process was smooth and seamless.
This goes beyond the realm of luck.
[Should I be thankful that the Huaguo player didn't do anything to our players (IP United States)?]
After a long while, someone suddenly realized what was happening.
... If the other side wanted to, they could probably easily eliminate all the other players.
But.
[He didn't even glance at anyone else the entire time, completely ignoring them (IP: Russia)]
[Compared to that Huaguo player in the previous Mixed-Team Competition, this one is much friendlier (IP Windmill Country)]
[Kindness? Not necessarily. Do you think people would intentionally step on ants on the roadside? (IP Romance Country)]
After the initial shock subsided, they suddenly realized that a cruel reality lay before them.
The Dungeon is still running.
Their athletes are still competing.