Draw an NPC ID card at the beginning of the game [unlimited]

Qi Wuyuan entered the entrance tunnel leading to the haunted house, and realized that he had reached the end within two steps.

When he felt something was wrong and wanted to retreat, he also noticed that the retreat path disappeared, leaving only a wall.

Qi Wuyuan unknowingly entered a closed dark space from the entrance tunnel of the haunted house.

He immediately calmed down and planned to observe the surrounding environment, but his attempt to use the Lighting Talisman was unsuccessful.

Ok?

In the past, the skills that could be done by just moving one's heart and raising one's hand didn't have any effect now.

Qi Wuyuan directly reached out and took out the lighting talisman. The talisman that was sandwiched between his index finger and middle finger still didn't work when he tried again, not even a single ray of light appeared in the dark space.

Before Qi Wuyuan put down the spell in his hand, a system voice suddenly sounded in his head.

[Zi... The dungeon background setting is loaded successfully. 】

[The player has already entered the super dungeon - "Empty City Escape Corpse"]

Qi Wuyuan reacted immediately - he accidentally entered a copy from the entrance tunnel of the haunted house in the amusement park.

Qi Wuyuan accepted this situation well, but what the system said next surprised Qi Wuyuan.

[Clearance goal: You can leave after completing the main task. 】

[Main task: Before the total solar eclipse, find out the correct zombie team you are in charge of and drive them to Kongdu. (If you die in the middle or the life value drops to 0, the game is over.)]

[Player ID is being extracted—the player ID has been successfully extracted. 】

【Generating player identity...】

[Player identity - paper-tied servant (NPC identity card). 】

[Paper Servant: A low-level NPC, not qualified to act as a mortician. Players are asked to work hard to upgrade. 】

[Due to the special nature of this dungeon, any abilities and props that are not owned by the player in this dungeon will be sealed. 】

[Note: The surviving props owned by the player can continue to exist. 】

[The final interpretation of the above belongs to "Fourth World". 】

[The game officially begins. 】

The reason why Qi Wuyuan was a little surprised was not only because he was brought into the dungeon for no reason in this way, but more because he was restricted from all his abilities.

You must know that Qi Wuyuan has learned the first spell since he learned to recognize characters. In the past 20 years, he has never tasted this feeling of all abilities failing.

This sense of experience also made Qi Wuyuan feel a little novel.

Fortunately, the life points that Qi Wuyuan exchanged in the Points Store belonged to surviving items, otherwise his current situation would be even worse.

Survival items are special items provided by the system's points mall for non-healthy players with abnormal bodies. Once redeemed, there is almost no way to re-trade or otherwise deprive them.

Qi Wuyuan's eyes darkened. The reason why the dungeon of the so-called surviving props is not restricted is whether he doesn't want to or can't... This kind of thought flashed through his mind and then disappeared.

There are more important things, now Qi Wuyuan's focus is not to think about these - he noticed a trace of unusual coolness in his left eye.

Immediately afterwards, this strong sense of coolness gradually increased.

Qi Wuyuan frowned slightly, enduring the increasingly powerful feeling of pain.

After entering the dungeon, Qi Wuyuan's left eye really changed abnormally.

This pain is like engraving something mysterious and precious into the soul.

After an unknown period of time, when Qi Wuyuan's back was soaked in cold sweat, the pain from his eyes gradually subsided, he lowered his head, and couldn't help taking a few short breaths.

Qi Wuyuan's drooping hair was still slightly moist, before he had time to say anything, a soft and bright font appeared in front of his left eye.

Just like the picture directly presented from Qi Wuyuan's retina, it only occupies a small part of the field of vision and does not affect Qi Wuyuan's field of vision.

When Qi Wuyuan frowned slightly and wanted to hide these characters, all the abnormalities that appeared on the retina were completely hidden, and his eyes returned to the darkness of a normal person's perspective.

When Qi Wuyuan wanted to open these auxiliary frames again, clear characters reappeared in front of his eyes.

[The copy conversion permission has been successfully activated. ]

[You have the right to make reasonable transformations of this copy. ]

conversion?

Qi Wuyuan wanted to know what this thing meant, and he continued to try to explore the function of the thing that appeared in his left eye.

It's a pity that the things that appeared in Qi Wuyuan's left eye were not normal props with systematic explanations at all, and Qi Wuyuan didn't find any relevant introductions.

Qi Wuyuan only knew that this thing should have a great influence on the dungeon. He tried to turn on the dungeon conversion right, but was told that Qi Wuyuan could not use this thing yet.

[It has been detected that you have entered an instance...]

[Your stay time has not reached 24 hours in this instance]

[There are currently no convertible conditions present. ]

[Unfortunately, there is no opportunity to open the dungeon conversion right yet. ]

Unable to open the authority, the thing embedded in Qi Wuyuan's left eye is now a tasteless thing to him.

Qi Wuyuan is very calm, even though he is no different from ordinary people now, even his physique is much worse, and he can't use any props, but Qi Wuyuan still doesn't panic.

If not, there will be none.

Qi Wuyuan's thoughts are strange, he has thought about this matter very early - what if one day he loses all his abilities and becomes an ordinary person?

No matter how bad it is, it can't be worse than the time when I was six or seven years old and couldn't speak or read.

The weakest childhood has survived, now Qi Wuyuan is not afraid of losing anything, and his life will not be more difficult than when he was young.

The small black room where Qi Wuyuan was introduced into the dungeon is very small. Qi Wuyuan can touch the four walls of the room by stretching his arms a little and taking a step back and forth. There is nothing hanging on the bare walls. There are no windows in this room, and the only door is in front of Qi Wuyuan, but it is tightly blocked, and Qi Wuyuan is not even sure if there is any air flowing in.

Qi Wuyuan didn't forget the identity card he got this time - the servant made out of paper sticks needs to be kept in a big room, just find a similar storage space and put it there.

Maybe Qi Wuyuan is not staying in a decent house now, after all, to put it bluntly, his current identity is just a paper man.

Qi Wuyuan had no choice but to continue standing where he was, not only to prevent any NPC from noticing any abnormalities when he suddenly opened the door, but also to be too lazy to waste time looking for a comfortable standing posture that didn't exist in such a small, empty, dark room.

He tried to raise his hand and touched his arm. The touch was no different from the real human skin. Although he became a paper doll, the "workmanship" of this body was better than the thin and simple paper doll in conventional cognition. Much more refined, Qi Wuyuan felt that there was almost no difference between himself and a living person.

This should still be good news.

Just when Qi Wuyuan was analyzing the current situation in his mind, he suddenly heard a slight noise coming from the wall in front of him, as if someone was walking towards this side.

Although the walking movement of the existence outside the house is much lighter than that of normal human beings, Qi Wuyuan still noticed it very quickly.

——Fortunately, his naturally sharp five senses haven't disappeared in this dungeon along with other things.

No accident, the target of the person who made the noise outside the house should be him.

Qi Wuyuan immediately closed his eyes and kept standing upright, waiting for the door to open.

Sure enough, before he had waited for a few minutes, the door in front of him was opened. Although Qi Wuyuan had his eyes closed, he could still feel the light coming from outside the house.

"Xiaoyuan, you can open your eyes now, the inn will open soon."

A faint female voice came from outside the door.

Qi Wuyuan slowly opened his eyes in response to the voice.

A 35-year-old woman wearing a loose cheongsam stood outside the door and looked at Qi Wuyuan. The woman's mouth was painted with bright red lipstick, and a strand of black hair fell from the coiled hairstyle to her shoulders. The side of the dress reveals an intriguingly lazy charm from the original neat attire.

She held a long-stemmed pipe in her left hand, picked it up and took a casual puff, and saw Qi Wuyuan's expressionless expressionless appearance, which was not at all "human" like her.

The woman frowned, and finally she couldn't bear to say to Qi Wuyuan: "Let's go, Xiaoyuan, don't dissatisfy the master anymore, the master will not tolerate our mistakes, I can forgive you once yesterday just because I feel sorry for your face. "

She looked at Qi Wuyuan with an admiring gaze, and sighed as she did countless times before: "I don't know which paper maker made you out of it, except for a little bit of silence, tsk tsk, this kind of You have a cool and obedient temperament, but no one will dislike you."

The woman signaled Qi Wuyuan to get out of the small black room that belonged to him, and said in a rambling manner: "I can't make mistakes again in the future, especially today, the owner will stay in the store for a day, so you must show the owner well. "

Now all the props and abilities of Qi Wuyuan are imprisoned, even the book of cards can't be taken out, he lowered his eyes, followed the person in front of him without saying a word, silently from the woman's Extract the useful information that appears in the discourse.

It's just...why does the more he listens, the more he feels that the "inn" in the woman's mouth is not very serious?

This made Qi Wuyuan, who was ready to act as a servant temporarily, have some bad thoughts.

Qi Wuyuan stayed in a very ingenious place. When he walked outside the house, he found that the outside space was a semi-enclosed corridor. On one side was the courtyard scenery blocked by brick-red wooden guardrails, and on the other side were paintings of various decorations. wall.

A somewhat hidden door appeared on the wall at a distance of more than three meters. The door was painted with exquisite human figure paintings, and the lifelike beautiful men and women seemed to be coming out of the wall in the next second.

There is also a young man painted outside Qi Wuyuan's door. The young man's face is very similar to his, and his slightly lowered eyes and sideways looking outward posture even paint the outstanding and cool temperament unique to Qi Wuyuan.

There are enough extravagant lights on the promenade without hesitation, and the warm yellow lights embellish the environment after nightfall with an ambiguous filter.

A seldom panic appeared in Qi Wuyuan's eyes.

——Is this a serious inn?

What to do if it's not straight.

Faced with this kind of scene, it is rare for Qi Wuyuan to get stuck in his head.

While the woman was talking, she turned her head and glanced at Qi Wuyuan, and found that he was still in a daze like before, so she couldn't help but continue talking to Qi Wuyuan.

"You have a good heart, pay attention to Xiaonian, don't be led into the ditch by his words again, if an adult asks you something this time, just tell the truth."

"Anyway, they also like to watch you play the piano."

A sincere smile appeared in the woman's eyes: "Don't worry, you have this ability, no one can learn it, Xiaonian can't do anything to you at all."

"Heh, all kinds of people are crazy. I've seen Aunt Lan a lot."

If it's playing the piano...

Qi Wuyuan breathed a sigh of relief.

He does play the Guqin.

Qi Wuyuan followed Aunt Lan from the back of the inn to the stage, where a guqin had already been set up.

It is said that the store will open soon, but in fact, there are already many guests in the inn.

Qi Wuyuan just sat down in front of the guqin under Aunt Lan's gesture, when he heard the rustling sound of chains, he raised his eyes and subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound——

Without exception, the guests in the inn could not see their feet. A group of people dressed in rags lined up in a row. Their necks, wrists, and ankles were all chained. Although they had feet, they could be seen through the lights. There is no shadow at all under his feet.

A burly monster with a bull's head and another with a horse's head walked in front. The monster with a bull's head was still holding a huge chain formed by twisting the chains that bound the prisoners together, walking side by side. Twist and make a noise.

The two monsters found a random place to sit down, and the prisoners led by the minotaur stood obediently behind them.

Without exception, all the guests that Qi Wuyuan saw were not real human beings, but all kinds of ghosts.

Qi Wuyuan thought again that on the way with Aunt Lan, he accidentally saw the full name of this inn——Red Mountain Inn.

It is similar to the name of the inn in the haunted house in the amusement park.

Hongshan, Huangquan.

Qi Wuyuan kept adjusting the guqin in front of him, and already had the answer in his heart.

A waiter from the shop suddenly stepped aside and came out. He beat three gongs and drums and said loudly: "Open——"