Death, Changes

When the knocking came from the doorway, everyone fell silent without realizing it.

Logically speaking, there shouldn't be any survivors in this building besides them, but in this Apocalypse setting, a knocking sound suddenly came from the hallway...

Fear, most of the time, stems from the unknown.

The knocking didn't stop because of the quiet conversation inside; instead, it continued, the sound neither too loud nor too slow, and it was very polite. Bai Zhi and the others could almost imagine a well-mannered gentleman standing outside the door, knocking.

After exchanging a glance, Young Feather picked up the Motorcycle Helmet from the side and put it on. Then, he grabbed the rusty Kitchen Knife from the table and tiptoed towards the door.

No one knew what the scene outside the door was like, but standing there was no point in doing anything. Anyway, everyone had ten chances to start over, so Young Feather Yu wasn't worried about anything.

Soon, Young Feather reached the doorway, but the knocking continued... The other party seemed quite patient.

Mustering his courage, Young Feather peeked through the peephole of the Security Door, only to find everything he saw was blood red.

Just as he was wondering what was going on, a sharp pain suddenly shot through his eyes... and then he knew nothing more.

From Bai Zhi and his two companions' perspective, the scene before them was exceptionally terrifying. A long, straw-like object, still faintly gleaming with a dark golden metallic sheen, pierced through the peephole of the Security Door in an instant, then went through Young Feather's eye and emerged from the back of his head.

Instant kill!!!

It was also an extremely bloody, instant kill!!

With Young Feather's tragic death, nothing was rewound or reloaded; the long straw was slowly retracting.

His brows furrowed deeply, and before OriginDeficit and Ink-Stained Crystal could react, Bai Zhi suddenly and inexplicably sprinted to the door, covering the five or six meters in less than two seconds.

As he yanked Young Feather's body down, he simultaneously grabbed the doorknob and tried to open the door.

Unfortunately, he was a step too slow. Another straw, exactly the same as the previous one, pierced through the Security Door and hurtled straight toward his body.

"Tsk..."

Seeing this scene before him, Bai Zhi gritted his teeth in resentment. As a white Magicians Formalwear appeared on his body, everything before him suddenly plunged into the deepest chaos...

A moment later, accompanied by the sound of the alarm clock, Bai Zhi opened his eyes expressionlessly and woke up in bed.

His guess was correct; a character's death did not constitute a violation of the rules, but if he wanted to use unusually conspicuous Equipment, items, or Skill, then everything would have to start over.

"..."

Sitting up in bed, Bai Zhi turned to look at the alarm clock on the bedside table. The hands of the clock were pointing to around seven in the morning.

This was the third time he had experienced this morning.

"So, my number decreased by 1 after all..."

From God's Perspective, Bai Zhi discovered that the number on the back of his neck had changed from ⑩ to ⑨, the price he paid for breaking the rules by using the item.

If it could make even a little difference, the number being reduced by one wouldn't be a big deal, as long as the effort and reward were proportional. But he was doing completely useless work.

"What a pity, I still couldn't see what that thing outside the door looked like... and after the time travel, everything I ate before disappeared, and I'm still just as hungry..."

Frowning slightly, Bai Zhi got out of bed, picked up the comb in front of the mirror, and walked straight into the living room.

Before long, the four of them reunited in the living room, but this time, the expressions on each of their faces were unusually solemn.

"After dying and being resurrected, my numbers didn't decrease, but the taste of death..."

Covering his right eye as if he had just escaped death, Young Feather looked terrified.

"If one person breaks the rules, it will cause everyone to be reset, and those who died will be resurrected. That means the four of us will have 40 chances... Is this Dungeon even for humans!?"

"Actually, if we could use Equipment and Skill items freely, this mission wouldn't necessarily be that difficult. But with all of these restrictions imposed, the difficulty increases dramatically."

OriginDeficit spread his hands, a wry smile appearing on his face.

"Just to be on the safe side, I suggest we split up and go further apart in the future. Casualties won't force us to start over, because it doesn't violate any rules... If we're all wiped out in the first round, we won't have a second chance."

What did you see through the peephole?

Staring at Young Feather in front of her, Ink-Stained Crystal suddenly asked a question.

"I didn't see anything, just an unnatural blood-red color, and then a sharp pain... God knows what the hell was outside the door. Zombie Eerie Thing mutated too?!"

Since it was his first time experiencing being shot in the head, Young Feather seemed quite agitated.

"Seven Days! We're supposed to stay here for a full Seven Days, and it's only just begun! I'm so damn..."

"Be more careful next time." and book

OriginDeficit looked at Young Feather with great sympathy and sighed softly.

"This is just common Zombie biohazard scenario. Although there might be a few Elite monsters occasionally, those shouldn't be too difficult to deal with if you're careful..."

"Who told you this was Zombie setting?"

Before he could finish his sentence, Bai Zhi's voice came from the window.

Turning his head to look at the three people sitting around the Sofa, Bai Zhi reached out and gently pressed his temples.

"I asked you to observe the changes in the Zombie below, did you really not observe anything?"

"Stand tall, see far; to see a thousand miles further, climb one more story... What more do you want?"

Seeing Bai Zhi standing by the window, Young Feather rolled his eyes in exasperation.

"We've all seen it, there's absolutely no change at all, are you going to come up with some grand theories again?"

"No change is the biggest change..."

Feeling utterly exhausted, Bai Zhi sighed and began to speak.

"Logically, Zombie should move erratically and chaotically, but from beginning to end, Zombie movement patterns remained unchanged, and even their circling routes were cyclical... How could you not notice such an obvious change?"