Jia Qing was stunned for a moment, then suddenly thought of something and said guiltily, "Come to think of it, if I hadn't told him about the bugs drilling into the chrysanthemums before bed, he might not have..."
Song Yang paused after hearing this and said to him calmly, "There are many factors that can cause death in a dungeon. Anything can happen. Excluding external factors, players themselves are also very different. Some will harm their companions, while others will retaliate. Some will play pranks, and the same pranks may happen to them. In the end, who can survive depends on their own ability."
Jia Qing sniffed and nodded sullenly.
He felt depressed, mainly because this was the first time that someone else's death might be related to him.
Wang Yueran was also extremely cold about this matter: "Don't forget, that guy wanted to kill grandma at first, and he had already used Xia Jing as a scapegoat once before!"
Xia Jing's gaze lightly swept over Song Yang, he smiled silently, and looked away.
Song Yang's peripheral vision also lingered on the young man's silhouette for a moment.
This guy is also a representative of "a thousand faces".
The NPC had already started banging on the door. Song Yang motioned for everyone to gather around, his cold voice slowly flowing into everyone's ears: "Now, you feel itchy all over your body, as if there are bugs crawling on you. You realize that there may really be bugs that have crawled into your clothes, and these bugs will also drill into your body through various holes and mess up your internal organs..."
As Song Yang spoke, Wang Yueran and Liu Yi's expressions twisted.
"Patta" "Patta", the insects began to fall and land on them.
They trembled reflexively, their eyes closed out of fear, feeling the swarms of insects gradually smashing into their bodies like a mountain. The insects penetrated every pore, drilling into their mouths, noses, ear canals, and even their belly buttons...
However, all this is fake, a dream.
As long as they leave this dream, they can move on.
They are getting closer and closer to breaking through this dungeon...
A feeling of dizziness came over me.
In dormitory 417, Xia Jing and Jia Qing suddenly opened their eyes from their beds.
They stayed in Jin Nan's world for more than two hours, and these two hours became more than two minutes in the dream world left by Xu Jin.
In other words, they have been in Xu Jin's dream for twenty-four hours plus more than two minutes.
The bugs that filled the dormitory disappeared. Jin Nan sat quietly on the bed against the wall like them, with his head lowered, sleeping motionlessly.
Jia Qing crawled over, pushed him carefully, and shouted, "Hey, big brother." Jin Nan's tall figure tilted to the other side and slowly fell down.
Jia Qing pursed his lips.
Just as Xia Jing said, people who are killed by fear in dreams will remain in dreams forever.
The knock on the door sounded again. This time, instead of Xia Jing, Jia Qing ran over to open the door and let Song Yang, the old lady and Wang Yueran in.
The NPCs arrived faster and faster, and had already started banging on the door frantically.
"Hurry, we have to keep moving forward!" Song Yang whispered.
The six people gathered together again and closed their eyes. Xia Jing said in a gentle voice: "When you were a child, you saw a green-eyed ghost. You didn't know what it was, why it came to your bed, and what it wanted to do to you..."
As his words rang out, everyone could feel a chill at their backs. They froze in place, unable to move.
There was a slow, cold breath behind the ear, right in front of him.
Someone was quietly following closely behind them.
Their hair stood on end.
"You're so frightened you can't move. You're terrified. Your heart is beating so fast it's about to explode. You feel like you're going to die..."
But all this... is fake!
Fake fake fake!
At some point, they found that they could move!
Everyone suddenly opened their eyes, but not only did they see the tall, thin, black shadow behind each of them, they also saw the astonishment in each other's eyes.
——Why is this time different from the previous two times? Why are they still here?!
Song Yang reacted and shouted, "Kill it!"
At the same time, Xia Jing was the first to turn around.
A dark ghostly figure was floating in the air, and a pair of eerie green eyes seemed to be smiling at him.
Xia Jing chuckled and took out a dagger from the space bag. His heart was beating abnormally, hitting his chest. The veins on the back of his hands and neck were prominent. The blood was flowing faster and faster. He seemed as if he was about to explode and die.
However, his eyes were always calm.
He held the dagger in reverse and slashed at the ghost fiercely. The blade drew a silver arc in the darkness, and the ghost was chopped apart like clouds and mist. Then Xia Jing disappeared in the dormitory!
The other people immediately followed suit nervously, feeling dizzy again.
This time, Xia Jing, Song Yang, and Wang Yueran woke up in dormitory 417.
They stayed in Xu Jin's dream world for more than twenty-four hours and two minutes, which in Huang Mo's dream world was twenty-four minutes more than twenty-four hours.
After Wang Yueran sat up, he saw Xu Jin lying quietly on the bed, and couldn't help but cover his mouth and cry.
There was a knock on the door. Song Yang got out of bed to open the door, and Jia Qing, Liu Yi, and the old lady ran in.
They just woke up in dormitory 414 and saw Jin Nan's body on the bed.
The first thing Liu Yi noticed when he came in was: "Xu Jin's bed sheet has turned white!"
"The beige sheets and the teddy bear are both products of her dream," Xia Jing said softly, "just like the insects in Jin Nan's world and the water in Wang Yueran's world, they are all symbols of superimposed dreams."
As they escaped from the dream layer by layer, these markers would naturally disappear one by one.
And now, they have finally arrived at the original world.
It should also be Huang Mo's dream world.
"Then, what is the symbol of Huang Mo's world?" Jia Qing couldn't help but ask.
Wang Yueran wiped away his tears and said with wide eyes: "By the way, we still don't know why Huang Mo died!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of NPC knocking on the door outside came as expected.
"What are you doing here at night instead of sleeping? Open the door! Open the door for me!"
The violent knocking sounds of "bang bang bang" on the door seemed to knock on everyone's heart. The NPC's roar made people more anxious and it was impossible to think calmly.
Jia Qing was already at a loss: "What should we do now?"
Wang Yueran racked his brains. "Speaking of which, how can we be sure that the world we're in now is still a dream world? When Huang Mo died, we were all asleep, and we didn't experience the same dizziness and overlapping images. Maybe this is the real world, and the main monster is in this world?"
Xia Jing turned to look at the clock on the wall and quickly answered the question: "Because we all woke up from sleep and started this game, Huang Mo's death time has been confirmed to be midnight. This is a very clear signal in this instance."
After hearing this, Wang Yueran scratched his head.
But they hadn't communicated with Huang Mo since they entered the dungeon, and had no idea what the source of his fear was!
Song Yang had his sleeve pulled by Xia Jing.
The young man had always maintained a lukewarm and neither distant nor close distance with them since they met. This was the first time he had made a move on her, and Song Yang was a little surprised.
Xia Jing kept staring at the clock on the wall without even turning his head.
But this time, he was no longer concerned about time, but rather——
"Song Yang, does this bell look familiar to you?"