coobybook Chapter 196 Reality
Chapter 196 Reality
Somewhere unseen, Jiang Qi emerged from the shadows around the corner of the stairs.
He used the same method as before, employing a hairpin he carried with him to pry open one of the room locks.
With slender white fingers gently turning the doorknob, Jiang Qi crouched down and began investigating the room of the missing guild.
The room was furnished as usual, the bed was clean, only the full-length mirror reflected a blinding light.
Jiang Qi's thick, long eyelashes fluttered slightly. With his eyes half-closed, he could see the mirror surface begin to ripple slightly in his peripheral vision, as if bewitching him.
Jiang Qi moved uncontrollably toward the full-length mirror, causing the mirror to ripple and then distort. He stopped to the side and did not move an inch further.
Slowly, he took a step back and moved to a corner where the full-length mirror could no longer reflect his image.
Since smashing a mirror in front of you will lead to your death, it's probably okay to smash it from a blind spot, right?
Jiang Qi suddenly had a claw hammer in his hand. He weighed it in his hand and found that the weight was just right to smash the full-length mirror.
He suddenly raised the claw hammer and aimed it at the center of the full-length mirror.
With a dull thud, the hammer slammed heavily onto the full-length mirror.
"Crash!" Glass shards flew everywhere.
Jiang Qi did not turn into fragments like the previous player, and a large, dark hole appeared in the middle of the full-length mirror.
Unidentified blood stained the edges of the shards of mirror. Jiang Qi's face became increasingly contorted amidst the pile of fragments as he crawled into the hole.
Just as he had imagined, these full-length mirrors were alive.
As expected, as soon as Jiang Qi went inside, the full-length mirror returned to its original state, locking him in boundless darkness.
If you want to leave again, that would be a bit tricky.
Unbound by the system, Jiang Qi could move freely in Paradise Lost, thus obtaining far more clues than other players.
After observing for several days, an idea that was very close to the truth began to emerge in his mind.
In fact, all the ticket inspectors working here are players who were eliminated from previous dungeons.
They were willing to fight tooth and nail to get the front desk reception job.
The purpose of doing this is not only to eliminate performance requirements, but also to survive in another way, so that perhaps they will not be assimilated by the copy.
If performance targets are not met, superiors will send in more capable staff to replace them.
Having been dismissed from their posts, they had nowhere to go and could only silently await their second death.
They've already died once, which is why they cherish this hard-won opportunity even more.
The competition was so fierce that only the top-performing ticket inspector was qualified to work at the front desk.
The receptionist not only has no performance requirements, but is also closer to the boss's position.
Faced with the intimidation of their unfamiliar boss, they, being from the bottom tier, were powerless to fight back.
They are truly the most wicked capitalists.
So he wondered if he could win over the ticket inspectors and make them willingly dedicate themselves to him.
It would be best to throw Paradise Lost into chaos, make everything go wrong, and maybe the boss behind it all will get impatient and show up.
All told, he's only managed to win over two or three ticket inspectors so far. There are still two days left, so he'll see how many more he can win over.
Jiang Qi's figure was gradually swallowed by darkness.
The girl ultimately did not survive; she died in the same way the child died.
The two corpses were dragged into the fog by the arms, and the chewing sounds only increased. It's not hard to imagine what kind of gruesome state the corpses had become after being gnawed.
The arrival of night made the atmosphere even more solemn, and the thick fog outside gradually dissipated, revealing the true face of Paradise Lost.
This is not the beautiful scene that players remember.
Limbs and torsos were scattered everywhere, and a scarlet moon hung overhead.
The moon is getting closer and closer to the ground, and there is no doubt that when the moon spreads across the entire sky, it will engulf them all.
The body parts were still scattered on the ground, with internal organs lying carelessly on the tree branches.
The Ferris wheel was still hung with one rotting corpse after another, and the carousel with human heads stuck in it was bouncing to the music.
And at the gates of the lost paradise, where no one ever sets foot again, a signboard lies collapsed on the ground, its fragments piecing together a single sentence.
"Please do not step into that ruined paradise."
"Because countless dead souls are hidden there."
Starting from the fourth day, the Monster guild worked tirelessly on quests like an engine.
The Black Crow Guild was openly and secretly competing with the Monster Guild, and most of the obstacles that the Black Crow Guild created were retaliated against by the Monster Guild tenfold.
Since the Black Crow Guild has been causing trouble, they have no choice but to retaliate in kind.
Over the past three days, they have quickly progressed through games like the lively monkey's pendulum ride and the diligent ox's slide game...
On the last day, they lay in bed but did not feel relaxed. They looked exhausted, and the most common complaint they made was that they were tired and that they were finally going to be free.
However, it was still somewhat difficult for the Black Crow Guild to complete so many projects.
Dawn Guild seized the opportunity and moved into second place.
They were already in a semi-comfortable state, and on the fifth day, Yu Zhi even went to the Monster guild to tell them about her guild's situation.
What she said most often was, "I believe you can win the final championship, and we just used unfair means to climb to second place."
"We'd be incredibly lucky to leave this instance alive. The three of us have each written a will; could you please take it with you?"
The final result was, naturally, rejection.
The reason for refusing couldn't be simpler: "We won't help you carry it; you'll have to carry it yourself."
It's rare to encounter genuinely kind players in a dungeon, let alone when players start killing each other.
This situation began on the fourth day, but the Black Crow Guild disdained to do so because they were confident that they could leave the instance alive.
More terrifying than ghosts and gods is the human heart.
The remaining guilds were different; they weren't that powerful and were afraid of death, so they naturally went down this extreme path.
If they kill players who are hostile to their guild, wouldn't they have no competitors?
Lower-level players not only face the pressure of completing tasks, but also have to defend against attacks from other players.
They might be able to barely survive a few missions thanks to Jiang Qi's note, but ultimately they will not escape the clutches of other guilds.
No one can change this cruel situation.
The backward guilds didn't just disappear into thin air; they were killed by their own human players.
"Tomorrow is the garden party that the principal is personally hosting for you. Aren't you happy and excited?"
"There's a grand ball on the first day! Aren't you excited?"
Miss Rabbit's mouth stretched from ear to ear, and her scarlet eyes shone brightly; it was clear how excited she was.
The players, however, did not. They all looked ashen-faced, showing no sign of joy.
Everyone avoided that guild that went on a killing spree like the plague; they were stained with blood, and each of them had at least one life on their hands.