"If you trust me, then let me be the captain. I guarantee you'll clear this dungeon within three days!" Li Wei exuded a powerful aura as he spoke, and his confidence was definitely not an act.
Seventy-Two hesitated, but after thinking it over, he felt relieved. Rather than blindly wandering around here without achieving anything, he might as well trust this B-level expert.
Perhaps this person really can lead the team to clear this dungeon. However, they currently have other problems.
"Now, forget about continuing the mission, it's questionable whether any of us can even survive. Sigh, who would have thought that those insignificant poisonous Venomous Insect in the game would be so powerful!"
The Crusader Knight, number 99, wiped the green venom stuck to his arm and said with a gloomy expression that no matter how powerful he was, he was powerless against this poison attack.
Li Wei took a look and, sure enough, the remaining five people were all covered in the venom. Since there was no antidote, they could only use a small amount of recovery potion to tough it out, but this was not a long-term solution.
Poison needs an antidote!
Li Wei chuckled, which startled the five dejected reincarnators. Even now, was he still seeking revenge for the time they had mocked him?
However, they soon realized that they had misunderstood Li Wei, because the latter then, as if by magic, produced five bottles of black potion.
"Is it a deciphering potion?" Seventy-Two exclaimed in surprise upon seeing the distinctive black medicine bottle.
This bottle of antidote is worth over 500 points. Although it may not seem like much, these are all consumables. One bottle is worth 500 points, so 10 bottles would be worth 5000 points. Therefore, antidote is considered extremely expensive among consumables.
Moreover, generally speaking, there are very few missions that require the use of this potion, so in Shadow Street, the antidote is considered a very unpopular item. Unexpectedly, it has played a great role in this dungeon.
Upon hearing Seventy-Two's words, the reincarnators perked up. They had had enough of the venom's effects; if they weren't exceptionally strong, an ordinary person might have already died.
Even so, they were still feeling terrible!
"Here's a bottle for each of you. Take it and use it!" Li Wei said casually, ignoring the eager looks they were getting.
After pulling out the stopper and drinking the white liquid in the black bottle, everyone felt their pain lessen considerably. After a while, as the liquid spread in their stomachs, sending waves of warmth through them, the toxins in their bodies were completely cleared away. It was like someone who had suffered from headaches for years suddenly being cured; they felt light all over and indescribably comfortable.
The venom had been completely removed, all thanks to Li Wei. At this moment, they had no other thoughts but gratitude. Moreover, his ability to prepare the antidote in advance showed that he possessed a prescient mind, a necessary quality for a captain. Coupled with the formidable strength Li Wei had demonstrated, it was unlikely that such a person would be an incompetent captain in commanding the battle.
Soon, they all voted and agreed to Li Wei's request.
Although Seventy-Two felt somewhat uncomfortable, he didn't say anything. After all, he was less skilled than his opponent, and being able to relieve himself of this burden was a relief. From now on, he could just focus on fighting.
Leave the worries to this 1987.
Li Wei, who had taken command of the team, smiled. Although two members of the ten-person team had died, leaving only eight, among these eight, apart from himself (whose rating was B1), Zheng Yutong, Seventy-Two, and Number 99 all had a combat strength rating of C3. The lowest rating among the remaining four was D3.
Such a team is considered top-tier in Shadow Street, considering that most Reincarnators are currently only rated at F or E.
As for how to clear this dungeon, Li Wei had already made up his mind the moment he stepped into the dungeon. As long as he followed the plan, he would definitely succeed in reaching the third floor.
At the same time.
In Du Family Village, located just a few kilometers away from the quarantined village that Li Wei had entered last time, a man dressed in a black suit suddenly appeared. This was the first time such a well-dressed person had appeared in this remote place, so he was immediately surrounded by a large group of villagers who wanted to watch the spectacle.
Simply put, it means being 'watched'.
This man, however, was born with a poker face, a pale complexion, and narrow eyes; in the villagers' words, he had the face of a cunning villain.
The man looked at each of the villagers one by one and smiled disdainfully.
"Run, or once the 'Shadow Ghost Formation' appears, it'll be too late for you to escape! At that point, I won't have time to deal with you, hmm!"
As if talking to himself, the man uttered some incomprehensible words. Ignoring the villagers' pointing and whispering, he took out his watch, checked the time, and then silently uttered a few words.
With a 'bang'.
A Yellow Paper appeared before him, and as if by magic, Yellow Paper floated in mid-air.
This is a reincarnated being!
However, the surrounding villagers ignored the Yellow Paper.
No one noticed that, despite it being midday, the surrounding light was growing dimmer and dimmer. Suddenly, a bloodcurdling scream, like a pig being slaughtered, came from the house of Widow Wang in the village.
This scream completely shattered the village's tranquility.
Clearly, something serious had happened. The villagers no longer cared about watching the outsider; instead, they all rushed towards Widow Wang's house. Pushing open the dilapidated wooden door, what greeted them was a scene they could not comprehend at all.
What... what is this thing?
A cloud of black mist shot out from the "vegetable cellar" (a place used to store vegetables in the north during winter, often a deep pit similar to a simple basement) in Widow Wang's yard. The black mist was like a living thing, like ink dripping into clear water, spreading out instantly.
At this moment, half of the widow's body was 'swirled' in the black mist, rendering her unable to move. Her face was growing paler and paler, and she seemed on the verge of collapse.
The village elders hurriedly shouted for several young men to come forward and help, but at that moment, something unexpected happened.
The widow Wang, who was on the verge of death, suddenly sat up from the ground.
The thick black mist still clung to half of her body, making it appear as if she were wearing a long black dress.
Her face was completely devoid of color, appearing as pale as a corpse. Moreover, black streaks of blood appeared on the exposed skin of Widow Wang.
What nearly drove everyone mad was yet to come. The widow Wang scanned the crowd with her dark eyes, gave a sinister smile, and then used the scissors she was using to cut fabric to slit her own throat.
Blood, fresh blood gushed from the wound, but she continued cutting as if she felt no Pain at all.
Widow Wang was a seamstress in the village, making a living with her skills. Unexpectedly, she cut her own throat with scissors, causing an uproar among the surrounding villagers.
Screams and cries filled the air; those with a weaker constitution were so frightened that they collapsed to the ground.
Who has ever seen such a scene? Even the 80-year-old villagers have never seen such a bizarre sight.
"Hehe, if you don't leave now, you won't be able to leave later!" The man in the black suit from before walked in from outside with a smile and tried to persuade him again.
The villagers were stunned for a moment, then quickly realized what was happening and scattered in a flash. Some of the calmer villagers started looking for phones to call the town's police station to report the incident.
Once everyone had left, the man in the suit finally stopped smiling. By then, Widow Wang had been completely swallowed by the black mist.
"Divination Technique, as expected of a C-Rank auxiliary skill! It can even calculate the time and location of the 'Shadow Ghost Formation'! Haha, it seems today is my lucky day! Hmm!" He flipped his hands, and an antique-looking Copper Pot appeared in his palms.
"The Demon Refining Pot! It can contain all things, forming another world within the pot. The power of this 'world' can refine demons and monsters, transforming them into essence. It takes the essence of ten thousand essences to condense into a 'Soul Essence Divine Pill.' With this pill, advancing to B3 should be much easier, right? Hmm!" The reincarnator chuckled, made a hand seal, and the spout of the Copper Pot opened, releasing a suction force.
The ever-flowing black mist was being continuously sucked into the Copper Pot, but the black mist in the cellar seemed endless. After a few minutes, a layer of cold sweat appeared on the forehead of the reincarnator.
"This 'Shadow Ghost Formation' is truly damn evil. Even with my strength, number 15 and rated B2, I can't seal this breach. Oh well! This world was bound to suffer this calamity sooner or later, so why should I try to stop it with my bare hands? Hmm, the Divination Technique already foretold that the best course of action is to improve my strength as soon as possible, lest I be overwhelmed with problems later..."
Seemingly having grasped the key to the matter, the reincarnator put away the Copper Pot, turned around and left, moving much faster than a speeding car, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
The black mist, now freed from its restraints, flowed like a floodgate opening, unstoppable. In no time, the entire village was enveloped by the black mist. Only then did the black mist cease its outpouring from the cellar, and all was quiet.
Such incidents of black fog engulfing the world continued to occur around the globe. Due to the severity of the situation, governments could no longer suppress the news, and with the media fueling the panic, the entire world was gripped by fear.