As soon as the thought occurred to him, Qian Han could not help opening the game panel to check the time. After confirming it again and again, he took some additional precautions, such as recording his movements, time, and route in a special way, ensuring that if anything went wrong, he could quickly determine the relevant point in time.
After finishing that, he looked at Xu Huo, who was still walking ahead. "Inside a dungeon, the scariest thing is fooling yourself. Aren't you going to leave any markers?"
"You can think things through, but don't overthink them," Xu Huo said. "That's another way of deceiving yourself."
Quite a few mental-type dungeons attacked players' minds in this manner. Human imagination knew no bounds, and there were plenty of cases of people scaring themselves to death.
Qian Han Number Two could resist mental interference because of its brain's Special Evolution. Qian Han himself had not done much research in that area. Even when he had no choice but to enter mental-type dungeons, his preparations were usually tailored to specific dungeons. His basic strategy, therefore, was to wait calmly and react to whatever came.
But this dungeon was a little too quiet—dead and lifeless. By comparison, those wildly imaginative mental-type dungeons they had encountered before seemed far more alive.
"I looked this dungeon up on Dimension Below," he said. "Before its upgrade, it was already a fairly troublesome dungeon. But judging from the current situation, the rules after the upgrade probably differ greatly from what they were before. Calling this place a dungeon would be less accurate than calling it a special prison made for people with the surname Feng. Players who know a little about the situation here are unwilling to enter voluntarily, so how could the dungeon suddenly upgrade?"
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