"That's what I suspect now."
Wang Zhifan then nodded, "I subconsciously ignored this detail when the dungeon started. Now that I think about it, I feel that there is a big problem... With the mystery and greatness of Supernatural Game, it is impossible for a player to not be able to see clearly its dungeon prompts. Let alone an elderly player, even a blind player cannot see clearly."
Supernatural Game, who has given himself a player identity, various powers and equipment, Wang Zhifan is very clear about how high its power level is, so the current situation is either that the old man is not a player, but some kind of existence disguised as a teammate at the start of the dungeon, or the other party lied for some reason and said he could see clearly but said he could not see clearly. But according to the current situation, Wang Zhifan is more inclined to the former.
"What you said makes sense, boss. However, it is not entirely possible to determine that the old man is the dungeon BOSS in disguise. You still need to find more evidence. If you attack the old man rashly, you may not only destroy the unity among your teammates, but according to the forum, you will also enter the dangerous Punishment Instance."
Regarding Wang Zhifan's speculation and suspicion just now, the wheelchair-bound boy wearing blue half-rimmed glasses agreed to a certain extent, but was not very sure, so he reminded Wang Zhifan to be more cautious and not to doubt his teammates based on just a few clues, which would lead to unpredictable troubles.
But what the boy in the wheelchair didn't expect was that Wang Zhifan didn't take his suggestion to heart at all, and replied lightly, "It's just Punishment Instance, it doesn't matter. I just want to clear this dungeon as soon as possible, and I will give him a try when I find the old man."
Wang Zhifan is indeed telling his truth. As a Level 5 player, he has experienced quite a few dungeons, but he has never encountered such a disgusting dungeon before. It is obvious that the BOSS marked in the target prompt is only a Level 6, and it is almost impossible for him to defeat it, but he can't find the opponent at all. This disgusting setting that deliberately delays time makes him smell the dungeon's malice towards him.
The two of them continued to chat about the ideas for clearing this cheating dungeon at the initial location of the dungeon. During the following conversation, Wang Zhifan was eating canned meat while sharing a bag of instant noodles with the boy in a wheelchair to replenish some energy. As for the search for the old man, he first left it to the two Dream Selfs he controlled. These two clone-like existences moved through the forest very fast, and the search efficiency was higher than his original self.
About twenty minutes later, Wang Zhifan, who relied on Dream Self to explore a large area around him, finally found the suspicious old man, and then discovered that the other party was currently doing something crazy, that is, preparing to set fire to the entire forest!
In the connected field of vision of Dream Self, who was hiding in the distance at this time, Wang Zhifan saw this bald man wearing a red vest, black shorts and slippers moving very quickly in the forest, without the slowness of the elderly at all, and the strength he showed was also somewhat unusual.
He swung the machete in his hand to chop down relatively young trees nearby, and stacked their trunks one by one to form a tall firewood pile. Then he tore off a large piece of shrubs and weeds with his bare hands and piled them all around the tree trunk firewood pile. Finally, he used the machete to chop off a flat tree trunk. He rubbed a branch back and forth with his hands very attentively to drill a hole in the trunk. It seemed that he was doing something like drilling wood to make fire.
"This old guy... built such a big pyre to burn us all to death?"
Wang Zhifan observed the old man's behavior from a distance through Dream Self for a while. Although he found no clear evidence that the other party was not a human being, he became more and more certain that the other party was definitely not an ordinary person, at least that kind of physical fitness was not something that low-level players could possess.
More importantly, the other party is now clearly trying to light a fire in this forest. Although Wang Zhifan himself has thought about this crazy behavior, it is incomparable with this behavior of starting to cause trouble without any discussion with his teammates.
"I can't let you succeed. Then I will have to waste a lot of energy putting out the fire, and maybe I will have to suppress a lot of Treant."
Now that he had discovered that the old man was causing trouble, Wang Zhifan naturally would not stand idly by. He started to run over there, hiding Dream Self near the old man and paying close attention to him. At the same time, he relied on Dream Self's positioning to start some targeted actions.
To be more specific, he applied a little cold force on the wooden board that the old man was trying to drill to make fire, so that the smoke that had just been drilled out quickly dissipated, and then the nascent heat disappeared instantly, and the hole in the drilled wood was covered with a layer of white ice crystals out of thin air.
"Huh?"
The old man who was rubbing the wooden stick to drill the board vigorously found that he suddenly failed, and a layer of ice came out of the board. He immediately let out a very incomprehensible sound. He looked at the frozen board in his hand and thought for several seconds, then stood up and decided to change to another board to continue the work.
However, Wang Zhifan stared at him, and his efforts after that were doomed to be in vain. Even if he further accelerated the speed of drilling wood, it was of no avail. Finally, Wang Zhifan himself rushed to him and shouted to him:
"Uncle, stop it! Do you want to burn us all to death?!"
Hearing Wang Zhifan shouting, the old man who was still sitting on the ground rubbing branches and drilling wooden boards quickly raised his head and glanced at him coldly, then picked up the machete beside him, stood up and faced him and said, "Young boy, was it you who just stopped me from lighting up Sacred Fire?"
The old man looked a little angry at this time, as if he would slash at Wang Zhifan if he disagreed with her.
"It's me, but am I wrong to stop you from setting fire to the forest? I remember you promised me to help me find Mad Treant here at the beginning. Where is it now?"
Wang Zhifan confronted this weird old man without flinching.
"I have found it! But there are too many of them! They must be burned with Sacred Fire!"
The old man's expression suddenly became a little fanatical at this moment. He faced the tall pyre he had been busy building for so long, raised his hands high, and shouted something in a high-pitched tone that was a bit unclear. Then, he turned back and looked at Wang Zhifan coldly, and said with a gloomy look, "But you, young man, you just prevented me from lighting up Sacred Fire!"