Gu Beng Beng's Death Sentence

"Doctor, are you going to plant the seeds in Jindache Room now?"

The Fatty's voice from beside him interrupted the evaluator's recollection.

His thoughts returned to the present. He turned to Gu Mian, full of anticipation, his face practically screaming, "Go plant them already!"

Gu Mian looked at the evaluator's barely contained excitement, then turned and put away the five seed packets in his hand. "Not yet."

Who knew whether, after the seeds were planted, the crafty evaluator would suddenly pull out some kind of "super-growth special fertilizer" that could make a ghost fully mature in a second and secretly sprinkle it on his own seeds?

Judging by the evaluator's expectant expression, there was a good chance he really had something like that.

"Let's take a look at the second floor first." This dungeon had to have something special about it, or the Evil God wouldn't have sent him here. Gu Mian planned to look for clues upstairs first.

"All right." The evaluator led the way up, dejectedly showing Gu Mian and the others to their rooms. "I'll take you upstairs to see where you'll be staying."

They went up to the second floor together. There were five bedrooms and a small storeroom.

It was clear that no one had lived in four of the bedrooms for a long time; they were covered in dust. Only one room was still reasonably clean and tidy. It was probably where the evaluator usually stayed.

There were five greenhouses downstairs and only five rooms upstairs. Gu Mian turned to the evaluator beside him and asked, "Was this originally a five-player dungeon?"

The evaluator nodded listlessly. "That's right. It was a special dungeon for five players. Once the conditions were met, the five players in the area would be pulled inside."

Maybe it was