[Douluo] I just want to be a disabled person

The dungeon type, the inspiration is similar to the small theater in Chapter 61. It should not be scary, it is more about decryption, but it should not be too brain-burning... there is an escape.

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"Resurrection" is a secret game between life and death that has been popular in recent years. No one has ever seen it with their own eyes, but rumors about it abound.

Some people suspect that it is a reality show made up by rich people to kill boring time, but a more mysterious statement is that it comes from God.

The survivors who were innocently involved live in another time and space day after day. Only those who pass the last level can return to reality and completely get rid of the scythe of death.

——That’s what they said.

However, no one has confirmed it.

Wave after wave of brave men left, but none came back. Success or failure... no one knows.

However, the most praiseworthy thing about human beings is their perseverance: Although there are thousands of people, I will go on.

Sometimes, the results don't really matter. Because actions become a beacon in the night sky, attracting generation after generation towards the stars.

In the spring of 578 AD, the "Final Chapter" of the level was opened again.

……

Late mid-autumn, the hour of the hour

The Tangmen mansion in City T was a little too lively today. Nowadays, people are coming and going in front of the "neglected" gate in the past. Beetles and horse-drawn carriages gather together to create a link between the past and the future.

The flower-selling children and the sweaty coolies hid in the corner, looking at the group of glamorous men and women in front of the magnificent mansion with complicated eyes.

"What day is it today? Why do so many people come to visit Mr. Tang?"

A rickshaw driver wiped the sweat from his head. This was the third time he had sent people here today.

"Are you too busy?" The other older man chuckled, "There were rumors a while ago that someone from country C was coming to visit the Third Master? It seems like today is the day."

"Then why are there so many people here?" The young man muttered, as if thinking of something, his expression gradually became frivolous: "Master Tang, this is so disrespectful!"

The older man said "poof", but his expression was full of approval: "Those idiots are staring at us covetously, Third Master did a great job! This is what we call men, more timid than some who only know how to lick foreigners' shoes." The Chamber of Commerce is much better!”

"...Sigh." When he said this, the young man also remembered what happened before:

In order to please foreigners, the boss of a certain chamber of commerce even secretly sold "big cigarettes". If Tang Sanye hadn't made a decisive decision later, I'm afraid they would have experienced the tragedy in City S soon...

"I just hope the days ahead will be better."

In troubled times, no eggs can be found in a crowded house, and we will not be slaves to subjugation who live in vain. But if possible... no one wants to be involved in the war.

The rickshaw drivers who chatted for a while went to feed their families again. After they left, two sharply dressed guys emerged from the shadows.

The out-of-place dress seemed to be hinting at something. The one with a stooped back narrowed his eyes: "The back door and side door are guarded. If you want to sneak in, you can only enter through the front door."

"But they are all big shots with status..." The boy with slightly curly hair shook his head, "It's not easy to pretend to be anyone. We can only wait until Sister Yu arrives."

"...a local snake, but the guards are so strict." The rickety man stared at the laughing guests not far away, frowning tightly.

The "Final Chapter" copy is extremely restrictive, and in principle, any weapons that are ahead of its time cannot appear. They, the outsiders, brought in nothing except the clothes they were wearing and an old-fashioned gun.

This time, unlike other primary dungeons, the main system will thoughtfully assign an identity to reduce the difficulty.

Fortunately, the era of this instance was the war-torn Republic of China. Otherwise... in the new era of order, these gangsters would probably be sent to the police station in less than half a day.

"follow me."

Just when the two of them were looking sad, a woman with a somewhat modern but not out-of-the-ordinary attire patted their shoulders from behind.

"Miss Fish."

Sister Yu gently nodded to the two of them and led them into a dark alley.

"There will be a song and dance troupe from W City coming over later, you can take the opportunity to sneak into them."

"Don't act rashly after entering. The Tang Sect is heavily guarded and everything should be considered in the long run."

"My current identity is a reporter sent by T City Daily. I live in the third room on the left side of the west wing. Meet you in the garden half an hour after the banquet starts in the evening."

"it is good."

The two nodded in response.

"The main mission has not been refreshed yet, but I guess it is related to the meeting between the Tang Sect leader and William Campbell, the diplomatic envoy of Country C. After you go in, first inquire about the main guests attending the banquet. What is known so far William Campbell and Wang Zhaoxiang, the head of the Yangmao Chamber of Commerce, are in the east wing. Some outside media and doctors and lawyers live in the west wing. The servants are in the reverse room. The backyard and the north are not close to each other for the time being. "

After explaining the information they had learned in a concise and concise manner, the three stopped at a corner of a sparsely populated street.

There was a dusty "tacking" sound not far away.

"The car is coming, be careful."

"If you meet others, remember to protect yourself."

Sister Yu glanced at the two of them one last time, left a warning and left quickly.

……

"Third Master."

"Enter."

The small crack in the door brought some light into the dark interior, but it soon disappeared as the door lock slid.

A young man wearing a moon-white gown sat in front of the hollow window. He lowered his head and moved the file in his hand carefully, and some jade shavings fell gently on the table.

"Mr. Campbell and President Wang both wanted to meet with you in advance. Major General Wei will arrive at three o'clock in the afternoon, and the news media, they..."

"Dong dong!"

Tang Suixin stopped chattering knowingly, put down the information in her hand, and coughed lightly: "The train the lady is traveling on will arrive at the station at 7:15 pm."

"...Hmm." The young man didn't react at all. He looked like he didn't care: "Isn't it tomorrow morning? Why are you in such a hurry?"

Hearing this question, Tang Suixin was strangely silent for a moment: "...Miss said, I will come back to support you."

The hand that was tracing the outline paused, and after a long while, the young man chuckled: "...then handle it cleanly, and don't make the yard dirty."

Tang Suixin lowered his head respectfully and responded: "Yes."

……

Autumn in the South is not too showy. Everything is kept just right.

The house that had been dusty for a long time now refused visitors again, and the bustle on the flat streets finally stopped.

The guests gathered in twos and threes in the garden and atrium, all with polite smiles on their faces.

"Mr. Wang."

"Miss Sun, long time no see."

"Is uncle in good health..."

"..."

Although the scene of small talk was lively, it also looked extremely strange. It was obviously a banquet with a master, but at this moment, even the presence of the servants was reduced to the ground.

The members of the song and dance troupe were placed in the south wing, closest to the gate, and they always looked disgusted.

The rickety man and the young man tricked the Tang Sect's servants without leaving any trace, but they came back empty-handed.

——They are very loyal to the master of the house, and it is okay when it comes to other people. Once the topic is related to the master, these servants will carefully keep their mouths shut.

"Except that the sect leader's surname is Tang, he is the third in line, and he is a man. I haven't heard anything else... Isn't this nonsense? The sect leader of the Tang sect is not named Tang? Could it be that he has another surname?"

The tall and strong young man was walking around the room, his face a little impatient.

The rickety man threw him a knife to tell him to be quiet: "Keep your voice down and don't lure outsiders out. The 'Final Chapter' cannot be cleared directly by force. You'd better be patient."

After scolding the impetuous young man, Old Ding, a rickety man, had time to exchange information: "I just saw Mrs. Zhao and Wild Wolf of 'Blood Fiend' in the garden, as well as Chuan Qi of 'Nightingale'. Copy A total of fourteen people have entered, and now only six of us have appeared. Please be careful later. Don't let other people wipe your neck before triggering the main plot."

"Mother Zhao and Chuan Qi are here?!" The young man's face twisted, and he fell heavily back to his seat, "We are the last ones, and if we still insist on killing each other... we can't work together. Did you spend time together?"

Old Ding rolled his eyes: "Do you think the lives lost in the past can be wiped out? You've gotten into this, you'd better wake up."

"The servants here have skills and are not easy to impersonate. Don't do anything to them unless you have to. I tried to get close to various areas. Except for the north wing and the backyard, which are absolutely prohibited, you can still sneak in in several other places. of."

Young man: "It feels like the owner doesn't care much about his guests."

Old Ding blinked and said nothing: "...The banquet will start at 6:30 in the evening. The song and dance troupe will prepare to perform the dance at 7 o'clock. We will take the opportunity to meet Sister Yu in the garden then."

"Don't go to the east. I just saw that another group of people have been transferred there."

The young man just didn't like to use his brain, but he was not a fool. He decisively said "hmm" and ended the temporary exchange.

……

Half past six in the evening.

The bright lights suddenly gave this silent house an unparalleled sense of humanity.

The old butler in his early fifties walked into the atrium from outside the door and nodded to the guests who greeted him warmly from time to time.

"Steward Tang, long time no see. How are you doing, Mr. Third?"

"Butler Tang, his style is still the same as before!"

"Butler Tang..."

He approached the stage step by step while flattering and flattering, the music stopped, and the old man turned around and bowed slightly to everyone: "Welcome all guests, I am a scholar of the Tang Dynasty. The third master is feeling slightly unwell, and today's banquet will be postponed. I hope you all can stay calm and eat and drink well."

The elegant guests, holding wine glasses, were stunned for a moment, but soon dispersed the silence with noise, and they all expressed their understanding generously.

Butler Tang nodded reservedly to everyone, and then left the hall.

Two quarters of an hour later, tireless people were still communicating with each other. But the house suddenly became lively: several figures disappeared silently, and then sneakily approached the forbidden place in the dark.

Generally speaking, Tangmen's mansions still maintain some of the ancient style, including gardens.

It is built near the north wing, where the pond is connected to the rockery, and the white birch is bordered by the fragrant grass. This garden, which amazes outsiders during the day, naturally becomes a natural barrier between the owner and guests.

Covering an area of ​​dozens of square acres, it is quiet and dangerous at night. Except for a few exquisite revolving lanterns hanging in the four-corner pavilions next to the central running water, there is no shadow of light here.

"Sister Yu?"

The two people who had been waiting under the birch tree for a long time were keenly aware that someone seemed to be approaching, and the young man quietly asked.

"It's me." The visitor came closer, and by the light emitted by the revolving lantern not far away, the old man and the young man - Ah Man could easily see her features.

After breathing a sigh of relief, Lao Ding looked at Sister Yu: "How are you doing?"

"Before I left, the head of the Tang Sect had not appeared." Sister Yu lowered her voice, "Mr. Zhao's identity is the barefoot doctor who was invited, Wild Wolf is her son, Chuan Qi pretends to be a lawyer, and the remaining eight I haven’t seen anyone personally yet.”

"I suspect..." She paused and said in a heavy tone, "They have been eliminated."

"How could it be?!" Ah Man took a breath, "It's just a preliminary mission to sneak into the Tang Mansion. Those who enter the 'Final Chapter' must at least have A-level strength or above. This, this is not..."

"So there must be a problem here. We need to be more careful in the next mission. Especially you, Aman, don't be fooled, you know?" Sister Yu solemnly asked, with a look on her face when she saw the young man. After becoming serious, he slowly looked at Lao Ding.

"Let me first outline what I know."

"It is said that this banquet was caused by William Campbell's desire to reach a cooperation with the Tang Sect's leader. However, the Sect Leader did not seem to want to agree to cooperate. However, due to the fact that Country C behind him could not refuse outright, so this This banquet was held, saying that--" Sister Yu's expression became strange, "it can help William Campbell introduce better partners, so some famous businessmen were also invited. For example, Wang Zhaoxiang, Gan Shang Po Kun, Qu Lin, the owner of Western Jewelry, etc."

"The banquet will be held in the middle hall from 6:30 to 8:30 and will last for two days."

"The name of the leader of the Tang Sect is unknown, but the outside world generally calls him 'Tang Ye' or 'Third Master'. Although he is still young, he controls most of T City. Even the government garrison will give way in front of him. It is not an exaggeration to say that he can cover the sky with one hand. However, he seems to be very low-key and mysterious, and rarely appears in front of others. His affairs are usually taken care of by the housekeeper and his subordinate Tang Suixin. "

"There are no wives or concubines at home, my parents died young, and I have only one younger sister who is currently away from home."

"Wang Zhaoxiang, president of the Yangmao Chamber of Commerce. This time I'm here..."

"what----"

The low voice of narration was interrupted by a sharp and harsh shout. Sister Yu's pupils shrank, she looked at the two people in front of her and subconsciously stood up to rush to the source of the sound to investigate more closely.

However, their movements were frozen, because the main task that had been stagnant on the watch finally started to move at this moment.

【Ding dong! 】

"Death, dead people——"

The decibel level in the panic was too high. Sister Yu ignored the beating watch and walked out quickly, saying in a deep voice: "I'm going to see what happened. You accept the mission first and sneak into the banquet hall." Ask for news over there. I'll go to the south wing to find you tonight, so be careful."

After hurriedly saying a word, the three of them went their separate ways.

After there was no sound, the garden seemed a little lonely. Only the wind rustled, dancing with the white birches and red maples.

The silent hosts came out in full force and quickly calmed down the panicked guests. The invited doctors and lawyers rushed to the east wing in a group, in such an orderly manner that no one could say "strict management"!

And when the main melody reached its climax, another note also began to beat.

……

Seven-fifteen.

The train from W City has entered the station.

The woman in the exquisite dress walked out with the help of the maid. When she saw the elegant man waiting outside, a soft smile naturally appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"elder brother."

The man who was known as the God of Death by the outside world was smiling sincerely at this time, and his whole person was like the white pear tree in the courtyard that was not stained by dust.

"came back."