Infinite Mask Game

Ballroom·Deep Space Final Ceremony.

"Draw a card?"

A woman with a black veil covering her face fanned out the cards with one hand and said to the young man in the mirror.

He wore a red and black classical style complicated long dress, his skin was as white as snow, and he was full of fatal charm. The silver crown on his head was eye-catching, and every diamond on it was a star.

The young man in the mirror randomly drew a card and said, "Why did you choose to come as the 'Queen'?"

"It's appropriate. I'm good at socializing and dancing." He even collected the cards in such an elegant manner, and smiled, "What did you draw?"

"Ace of Spades?" The young man in the mirror turned over the cards and waited for His explanation.

"Don't look at me like that. I'm only responsible for dealing cards, not for interpreting them. Heather Face is good at this." He took the Ace of Spades from the young man in the mirror, and turned his palm to make the entire deck of cards disappear.

The young man in the mirror took a step back expressionlessly, sank into the cracked prism behind him, and left.

The queen pretended to keep them: "Hey, don't you draw a few more cards before you leave?"

As the players' copies were finished one after another, they left the venue in their own ways.

The whole hall suddenly came alive and cleaned up the mess for them. There were dark mouths everywhere, swallowing some of the unspeakable things left by them.

Amid the intense music, the starlight condensed the figure of the host in the center of the dance floor.

He raised his head slightly and stared at the boundless starry sky.

The invisible player slowed down the beat, and a lyrical tune flowed from the brass.

The host glanced at them speechlessly and snapped his fingers crisply.

Nearly a hundred blue-framed silver doors opened in the hall at the same time, spitting out all the players in a relatively gentle way.

Wei Miao felt a trance and then stood in the dance hall, surrounded by players with the same blank faces.

Some people were well-dressed, some were ragged, and they changed their clothes on the spot with one click. Wei Miao also changed his costume back to [Crown Wearer].

Even though the passion at the beginning was gone, many tired players still concealed it well, straightened their backs, and were calm.

After spending some time in the dungeon, it was inevitable to feel a sense of separation from the world when suddenly returning to the ball again.

The past few rankings gave everyone a buffer period to adapt. Players distinguished real life from game life very well, so they came back to their senses after a slight trance.

All the wounds on the body have healed, the body has returned to its peak state, and the burnt rabbit hair has all grown back. If it weren't for the fact that the costume of the Deacon of Delusion was still tattered, the previous dungeon would have seemed like a dream.

Wei Miao suddenly remembered something she was worried about at the end of the dungeon.

She performed scarlet domination on Aisha, but did not end the domination before leaving!

Now, she can't sense Aisha at all.

"The cross-world domination experiment failed. But there is another possibility, the ability of the cross pupil is blocked." Wei Miao was not surprised, and the words that suddenly rang interrupted her thoughts.

"Ahem - dear players, welcome back!" The host cleared his throat and bowed to everyone in the middle of the dance floor.

Sensing the eyes on him, he nodded with satisfaction: "No matter whether the copy succeeds or fails, every experience is the capital for you to establish yourself in the dance party. However, the prosperity will eventually end, the shadows will become the past, and the curtain call has already sounded! Looking forward to meeting you on the dance floor next time!"

"Cherish the last time and say goodbye to your dance partner. You may not see each other again at the next dance party!"

Everyone got agitated and began to look for their previous dance partners in the crowd.

Before Wei Miao left, Yu Lei, dressed elegantly, came slowly and waved to her.

Wei Miao looked her up and down and smiled, "You look good."

"Mr. Gray Rabbit is also in high spirits. I think he has gained a lot." Yu Lei replied with a smile.

Wei Miao tried to say, "Maybe we are experiencing the same dungeon world, why don't we talk about the scenery of the dungeon?"

Yu Lei, wearing a sad face mask, began to lament, "Is Mr. Gray Rabbit going to try to get my information again? It turns out that there is no one in the world who is trustworthy. I don't want to lie to you, so I won't say a word... According to my breeding experience, disobedient rabbits are easy to be sent away."

Wei Miao: ...

This person's aria is the same as always, and the faint interjections add a bit of humor, making the above words softer, at least not annoying.

With her strange attitude, Wei Miao is not sure whether she is teasing or serious.

Wei Miao said helplessly: "Okay, okay, you have said everything you can say. I hope I can hear your breeding experience next time I see you."

"This is the first time someone said they are willing to listen to my breeding experience. It seems that there is one more person besides me who remembers that string of corpses!" Yu Lei even spoke faster, "Death has more meaning with every additional audience."

Putting a hand on Wei Miao's shoulder, Yu Lei leaned over slightly, facing her with a solidified silver-white face mask, and said sincerely: "Little rabbit, I like you very much. So you have to work hard in the next copy, so that we can be partners again."

Wei Miao suddenly didn't want to work so hard.

She seemed to have accidentally hit Yu Lei's interest point.

But who is Wei Miao? Her smile is perfect, and even her bloodshot eyes are full of curiosity: "Of course I am looking forward to it, but can I go meet other friends now?"

Yu Lei nodded reservedly.

Wei Miao turned and left at a normal pace.

She strolled around casually and talked to some players who looked idle in a familiar way.

Except for not wanting to talk about the dungeon experience, everyone was friendly and willing to exchange IDs with each other to get to know each other.

Of course, no one recognized each other in the dungeon.

The curtain call of the dance party did not provide a channel for making friends. Although high-end players gathered together, they were just casual acquaintances.

"Happy times are always extremely short! Under the witness of the boundless starry sky, we gathered here to talk about masks! I declare that the first Crazy Thursday Dance Party has come to a successful conclusion! Thank you for your wonderful performance, and see you next time!"

Amid the passionate music, the host opened his arms, bowed 90 degrees in all directions, held the staff with both hands, and hit the void.

Suddenly, layers of transparent ripples spread from the bottom of the staff to the surroundings, distorting the space.

The world in front of him blurred in an instant, and then darkened.

Wei Miao instinctively opened his cross-shaped pupils and stared at him.

A familiar sense of teleportation.

"Good dreams!"

The host's last voice was as ethereal as smoke, coming from a very far away place.

At the last moment when darkness completely descended, she seemed to see the host standing quietly in the air, looking up at the stars.

In the personal space, Wei Miao sat on a luxurious wooden chair and tried to sense the sub-eye again.

No response.

Wei Miao thought: "Sure enough, it failed. Is it because the ability of the cross pupil is not enough, or the copy will be reset after the player leaves the copy..."

[Congratulations to the player for completing the first dance! The player abided by the law and performed well in this dance. Please keep up the good work! ]

[Dance limited single copy is being settled! ]