Key to Clearing the Instance
The night breeze stirred. The people crouching in the grass fell silent as one.
A moment later, Yi Pei said, "So no matter whether we hide or try to destroy the items, we're basically doomed either way?"
"High risk, virtually no reward." Fu Danhong sighed. "I don't want to become one of the living dead. Just thinking about eating people makes me sick."
"That wouldn't be so bad." The Black Shirt Player suddenly spoke up. "If you're a man, you'd also have to take on the important duty of helping Sifang Palace City reproduce."
"I just saw a living person embracing a corpse."
The air fell silent again, tinged with a strange awkwardness.
Fang Penghui gritted his teeth. "I'll take on the Dungeon!"
"It's not that bad." Xu Huo took out the Black Armor Man's head. A line of numbers that clearly looked like a date was visible on its crown. "The Dungeon probably hasn't been in this state for long. Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many ordinary people dead in Sifang Palace City. Mental influence alone isn't enough to kill all the Player characters."
"I knew something was off," Fu Danhong said. "The Dungeon's difficulty is way too high. Players have no chance of surviving."
"Can I take a look at the head?" Yi Pei asked Xu Huo.
Xu Huo knew about her abilities, so he handed her the mechanical head. Yi Pei took out a detection item and placed it against the head, then reached inside to touch the bones. Her face filled with shock. "This is an item made by the Suitcase Man!"
"The Suitcase Man? A High-level Player?" Fu Danhong had never heard of him.
"A Super Player," Fang Penghui said. "He's famous in E27, though I heard he came from