coobybook Chapter 181 Should they accept the offer or not?
Chapter 181 Should they accept the offer or not?
Hey, where did this yellow azalea come from?
Yu Hansheng took the vase and disposed of it along with the flowers.
He then redeemed allergy medication from the system store and carefully fed it to Cheng Cuo.
The medicine provided by the system had an immediate effect, and Cheng Cuo's condition improved significantly after taking it.
Jiang Qi leaned against the window, and with his movements, the petals of the yellow azalea were gradually crushed.
The delicate petals turned into tiny fragments at Jiang Qi's fingertips, and the deep white sap slowly seeped out, staining his snow-white fingers.
Lu Zhi, already familiar with the process, took out a tissue and carefully wiped Jiang Qi's fingers.
Jiang Qi stared at Lu Zhi's hair whorl, his mind racing.
Yellow azaleas contain toxins, and inhaling too much of them may cause poisoning.
No player would put these azaleas in their room for no reason.
Who wants to kill them, and so brazenly?
He could only think of Miss Rabbit, whom he hadn't seen all afternoon.
The strange smell that Cheng Cuo detected came from the yellow rhododendron flowers.
Because he is allergic to pollen, while others can smell the fragrance of flowers, he can only smell a pungent, strange odor.
He smelled different scents from different flowers.
However, Cheng Cuo's condition was not serious; he only experienced allergic symptoms when he smelled poisonous flower seeds.
This explains why the other players didn't smell anything strange.
Fortunately, when he first smelled the strange odor, he noticed something amiss and made Jiang Qi and the others cover their noses.
Such a strong smell can't be coming from just their room.
Or rather, even the types of flowers are different.
"Be careful, even if we get rid of the flowers today, different flowers may appear tomorrow."
“Cheng Cuo, especially you, severe allergies can lead to shock.”
Jiang Qi looked up at the blood-red moon outside the window and said in a deep voice.
The five of them nodded in unison and unanimously stuffed their noses even deeper.
Even if Jiang Qi didn't say anything, they would still take it very seriously.
Physical reactions are inevitable, so Cheng Cuo could only avoid smelling the flowers.
However, what intrigued him was how Yu Hansheng knew he was allergic to pollen.
Before Cheng Cuo could think any further, the clock in Paradise Lost slowly struck twelve.
Some players, still dreaming due to the hypnotic effect of the floral scent, were startled awake by the piercing sound of the bell.
Lin Wanchu silently closed the window, and before leaving, she secretly glanced at the full-length mirror.
Now, the bloody handprint in the mirror is slowly fading.
Then, it disappeared completely.
Jiang Qi and the others were the first to come downstairs, and they each stood in the lobby.
One of the guild players accidentally bumped into Jiang Qi, and his eyes were filled with nothing but admiration.
He thought that the final winner of this dungeon would be his Monster guild.
Unlike their guild, which is so ordinary that it doesn't even qualify to be a stepping stone for the big shots.
However, when he saw the appearance of all the members of the Monster guild, not a single one was missing, several big question marks appeared above his head.
Why did all the members of the Monster Guild, including their childhood selves, uniformly plug their nostrils with paper?
Could it be that it's too cold on the second floor and they all caught a cold?
While this player was lost in thought, they had already led their younger selves out of the lobby.
As soon as you step out of the hall, the music from the carousel drifts over.
Moonlight spilled onto the carousel, making the colorful paintings appear and disappear in the dim light and shadow.
The melody in the music box turned slowly, and the horses on the carousel seemed to dance along with the music.
Their eyes gleamed with an eerie light under the moonlight, as if they possessed a life of their own.
In front of the carousel, which is lit up with colorful lights, a staff member wearing a white horse head is standing to one side.
His face was painted with an exaggerated smile, and strings of balloons—red, yellow, and blue—swayed gently in his hands.
They hopped gently in the air, as if quietly waiting for tourists to choose them.
Lu Xue silently tightened her grip on Lin Wanchu's hand. The carousel looked quite romantic, but she felt it was a bit too eerie.
Even before she sat down, a blurry image flashed through her mind.
The carousel spun faster and faster, and the figures sitting on it slowly turned their heads.
She saw not only her own face, but also A-Chu's, and Brother Jiang's...
They were thrown to the ground by the extremely fast-moving carousel, their heads smashed into a pulp.
The scene was so realistic that Lu Xue hadn't even recovered when warm hands enveloped her ears.
"Xiaoxue, what are you thinking about? You look so pale."
"Achu, I just..."
Lin Wanchu gently interrupted Lu Xue, "Xiao Xue, there's something wrong with the music; it's all fake."
"So... shall we play this game today?"
Lu Xue believed everything Lin Wanchu said without question.
As long as Lin Wanchu was by her side, Lu Xue felt incredibly warm and at ease.
Xiaolushue raised her head, her big, round eyes blinking.
It turns out that in the future, besides my parents, I can also find a warm place to belong.
She felt genuinely happy and blessed for her future self.
Apart from Wall's, they were all more or less affected by the music.
It wasn't as severe as hers; she was able to pull herself out of it in that instant.
After a unanimous discussion, Monster Guild chose this carousel as the first attraction to visit.
The ticket checking process is very tedious.
Chi Miaomiao stared intently at the horse headgear, scrutinizing every detail, down to the smallest pore, and memorized it all.
The ticket check took only a minute.
To start the carousel ride, players need to pick up the balloon.
"Dear visitors, please take good care of your balloons."
The staff member's smile deepened, and he stretched out his arm, holding seven balloons of different colors, and said in a hoarse voice.
Should they accept the balloon or not?