Special Magnetic Field
Xu Huo only looked away once the man had fallen silent. He turned to the others. "Every hour, one person will come upstairs with me to check."
"Could it be that if we don't follow what the note says, we won't get another one?" the glasses man asked.
Xu Huo glanced at him. "The method for clearing the dungeon has been proven to be the 'find the book by the picture' game. What you're suggesting goes against that, so it's unlikely. Besides, this isn't a particularly difficult dungeon. You just have to pay attention to notice that the pictures match the contents of the books."
The information needed to clear the dungeon was practically right in front of them. It all came down to how observant the players were.
But as the glasses man had said earlier, once they'd tried every possible way to clear the dungeon, someone would surely turn their attention to the objects in the Villa. The only question was how many people would still be alive by then, or whether the dungeon's time limit would have expired.
No one objected to what Xu Huo said. They had been just as confused earlier, but judging by the results, this dungeon really was simple. They'd never played one as straightforward as matching pictures to books.
"Does the dungeon's name have some other meaning?" Ding Xiang asked. "Clearing it is one thing, but if we want a high rating, we should figure out what 'The Last One' means, right? It can't just mean the last note we trade, can it?"
The others turned to look at him too, but Xu Huo raised an eyebrow. "What's that got to do with me?"
Everyone went quiet.
"Haha!" Chi Minghong slapped her thigh and laughed. "Let's not get ahead