Song Guicheng patted his face gently and shouted, "Du Chenyu, Du Chenyu, wake up, we are almost there."

The elevator was rising slowly. The elevator that was jumping very fast just now slowed down at this time. He nervously paid attention to the conditions of the people around him, fearing that Du Chenyu would be out of breath in the blink of an eye.

Finally they reached the 18th floor. Du Chenyu hung his head and placed his hand weakly on Song Guicheng's shoulder.

He probably had no strength, his feet were weak and he couldn't even stand steadily. Song Guicheng held him up and used his shoulders to try to pull him out.

However, as soon as he raised his arms slightly, the weight on his body suddenly lightened, and "puff", warm liquid splashed all over his body.

Song Guicheng was stunned for a few seconds before he reacted. He looked blankly at Du Chenyu beside him. He was cut in two at the waist, and his lower body fell "plop" in the elevator because it had no support.

His upper body was still supported by Song Guicheng, and blood continued to flow out, dripping, soon soaking the entire elevator.

What's even more terrifying is that Du Chenyu actually slowly raised his head, stared at the dazed Song Guicheng with his dilated pupils, and uttered something slowly with his mouth.

He couldn't hear, but he saw clearly Du Chenyu's mouth shape. What he said was: "Run away."

Then she fell on his shoulder and stopped breathing completely.

——Du Chenyu is dead.

In just a few minutes that the elevator was running, the death was silent yet so horrific and terrifying.

Song Guicheng's scalp tingled and he staggered out of the elevator. He slipped and fell against the wall.

Du Chenyu, who was supported on his shoulders, fell to the ground, with half of his body stuck outside the elevator, his head facing Song Guicheng, and he died with his eyes open.

Song Guicheng leaned against the wall with his back stiff. Half of his body was stained bright red with blood, and even his face was inevitably stained with some. There was an eerie beauty in the flickering light and shadow.

He didn't know how long he sat there. By the time he reacted, the players had already distributed the invitations. They found that the elevator couldn't go down, so they took the stairs.

Wang Rui said dissatisfiedly: "Song Guicheng, what are you doing? We can't get to the elevator, do you know that we are so tired from walking..."

However, before she could finish her words, she saw the tragic scene in the elevator. She opened her mouth in fear and screamed "Ah-ah-ah-ah" several times.

The air seemed to freeze, and the players could already guess what had just happened.

Song Guicheng finally came to his senses. He slowly stood up, holding on to the wall. His legs were trembling because he had been maintaining the same posture for too long.

The reactions of others were not much better than Wang Rui's. Wan Yongyi felt bitter in his mouth. This time he really couldn't laugh. He watched Song Guicheng close Du Chenyu's eyes, then squatted beside him and touched his clothes with his hands without any hesitation.

"Are you okay?" Ding Xiang was a little worried. Most people would be lucky if they didn't go crazy after encountering such a thing. Song Guicheng was considered to have a strong mental state, but he couldn't help but be frightened.

He was speechless for a moment, and after searching Du Chenyu's body for a while, he finally pulled out a piece of paper from the back pocket of his trousers. It was the invitation.

The players fell into silence as they looked at the invitation. When Wang Rui saw the black rectangular card, she was like a frightened bird and ran back to the bedroom with a scream.

Wan Yongyi was dumbfounded and said, "We just sent invitations to the people downstairs, and not a single one was missing!"

Was this an extra thing from the beginning or did it appear inexplicably during the posting process? And why did it quietly end up on Du Chenyu? No one could give a reasonable explanation for everything.

"Du Chenyu said something before he died." Song Guicheng finally spoke, his handsome face wrinkled and his voice was extremely hoarse.

The other three people in the corridor looked at him. Under everyone's uneasy gaze, he slowly uttered two words: "Run away."

He held the black invitation in his hand, but it seemed not to be a wedding invitation, but an invitation from the god of death.

Ding Xiang was very worried about his condition, but Song Guicheng had recovered and said calmly, "I'm fine."

Although Du Chenyu's sudden death did horrify him, he sat on the ground in confusion for half an afternoon, and finally realized something more terrifying than Du Chenyu's death:

There is no sign of killing in this dungeon world, and there is no pattern to follow. It seems that it all depends on the boss's mood, and he can kill whoever he wants.

It also shows that there is no way to avoid death in this copy.

Yesterday's Ding Mengqi and today's himself, are they not also fish on the chopping board?

After figuring all this out, he suddenly felt powerless.

When passing the living room, Song Guicheng did not notice Gu Chaosheng sitting on the balcony.

He stared quietly at Song Guicheng's distraught back, tapped his fingers lightly on the chair, and then looked away.

A feeling of despair invaded Song Guicheng. It was like writing an important letter on the water with a pen. No matter how hard he tried, it was impossible to leave the slightest trace on the water.

After taking a shower, Song Guicheng sat on the bed. He looked wilted and listless like a reed in the wind.

As if noticing his abnormality, Xiaohua crawled out of the backpack and asked worriedly, "Mom, what's wrong, Mom?"

She gently hugged Song Guicheng's cold hand, as if wanting to give him some warmth.

Song Guicheng forced a smile, picked up Xiaohua and rubbed her cheek: "It's okay."

Xiaohua frowned, patted her chest, and said confidently, "Mom has me, Xiaohua is awesome!"

This shameless look made Song Guicheng laugh. He adjusted the hat on Xiaohua's head and said softly, "Okay, great hero Xiaohua."

Because he was in a bad mood, he didn't want to cook any complicated dishes tonight, so he just cooked two bowls of noodles.

Although he said it was cooked casually, he still added broth. The plump noodles absorbed the broth and were paired with green chopped green onions, which were very chewy. The noodles were also topped with poached eggs and braised pork.

The delicious noodles brightened his mood. At that moment, he actually felt lucky that he did not die in the elevator in the afternoon and lucky that despair did not make his stomach uncomfortable.

He went over in his mind all the information since entering the copy, first Zhan Caichun, then Ding Mengqi and Kong Jianzhang, and just now Du Chenyu, their deaths were all related to the death conditions.

But the strangest thing is that, except for Ding Mengqi, the deaths of others did not seem to be due to their own initiative to violate the rules, but the rules forced them to violate them.

Whether it was the vines in Zhan Caichun and Kong Jianzhang's room, or the invitation card on Du Chenyu's body, it seemed that anyone who touched them would die.

These death conditions are too harsh.

Is this a copy of pending difficulty, or is there some other reason?

He thought of the man sitting outside, the only uncertain factor in the copy, the man who made the copy boss bow down to him.

It was obvious that Yang Hanhai had reached some kind of agreement with him. Yang Hanhai brought "him" to Gu Chaosheng, and Gu Chaosheng gave him "eternity".

Is this power that ignores the rules of the dungeon and kills people directly also a kind of "eternity"?

There were 9 players when they entered the dungeon, but now there are only left. Ever since she witnessed Du Chenyu's horrific death, Wang Rui's mental state has deteriorated.

The most direct manifestation is that she always forgets her identity as a player, and even makes no sense when discussing with five people.

Wan Yongyi sighed: "I guess she's not going to make it."

"No more?" Song Guicheng didn't quite understand what this meant.

Wan Yongyi explained: "In addition to losing your identity as a player when you die, you will also be eliminated if you get lost in a dungeon. Once your spirit value reaches 0, you will be automatically abandoned by the system. Even if you finally complete the main or side quests, you will not be able to get out."

He glanced at the listless Wang Rui. She didn't react when she heard Wan Yongyi say this. She just stuffed rice into her mouth numbly.

However, getting lost in a dungeon is already the mildest way to be eliminated. Isn't this a kind of luck?

For most players who are exhausted by fear and death, it is better to live numbly than to survive in pain.

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