Oh right, I did find a prop, but I'm not sure if it's the right one. I'll give it to you as a backup."
Li Yang said as he took out two things from his pocket.
One was a few pieces of fake nails in a small glass bottle, and the other was something wrapped in oil paper that felt soft to the touch.
Xiaobai and Yuqian were both surprised by her sharing.
"To us? What about you?"
"We have chosen the props, you can keep them..."
However, Li Yang shook his head and insisted on putting both things into Xiao Bai's hands, "I have something else."
"...Okay, thank you then."
[No, where did you get the other props? ]
[??? Are you stupid, Redhead? Fake nails could very well be the right prop, and you just gave them to someone else?]
What's that oil-paper wrapper? Where did it come from?
[Oh, I didn't see when it was found.]
Regardless of when they were found, I only know that Du Ruo seemed to have given her only two props to these two best friends. What does that mean? Selfless dedication, selfless sacrifice?
[The main thing is, they've already chosen their props, so they might not use hers! Is she not planning on leaving?]
Soon, all nine people arrived at the fifth floor.
Although the boys did not go to see the body on the fourth floor, they waited at the door for everyone to go in together, as if they expected that the three girls would not stay downstairs for too long.
Knock knock knock——
"Come in."
The response was quick.
Li Yang found that this room was different from when she came yesterday. It had become much wider. The bed was originally in a position that could be seen by the entrance, but now it was very far away. The whole room seemed to have doubled in size.
The TV was gone, replaced by a soft, exquisite and expensive leather chair, and the wall behind it became blurry, like an illusion.
Soon, a tall 'man' walked out of the wall.
It wore a black hood, revealing only half of its bluish-gray face, and its body was hidden in a loose black robe.
It can be said that apart from that small difference in skin color from normal people, there is nothing else scary about it at the moment.
The owner of the manor took his time sitting down on the chair. "It looks like you all have found something I like. Who's going first?"
Its voice sounded quite deep and charming, but when it spoke, its mouth looked very unnatural, as if it was about to tear apart from the corners of its mouth.
"Me first."
The male student changed his previous timid and withdrawn attitude and walked confidently to the owner of the manor.
"Oh, you are very confident." The dungeon boss laughed sinisterly.
The male student ignored her and took out a bag of compressed biscuits from his left pocket, then put his hand into his right pocket.
When he saw that what he took out was a pack of toilet paper, his expression froze instantly.
At the same time, the strange tone in front of him suddenly changed, excited, impatient, and dangerous, "Is this your answer?"
"No! That's not my answer!" The smugness and confidence on the boy's face vanished completely, and his face turned pale. "How did my prop turn into toilet paper?!"
His mind raced, and he suddenly looked up at Li Yang behind the crowd. He rushed forward in two or three steps, shouting hysterically, "It's you! You hurt me, you stole my props! Why did you do this!?"
Li Yang hid back as if frightened, "What are you talking about?"
"Stop pretending! I checked everything in the living room and everything was fine. After that, you were the only one who had physical contact with me. Who else could it be but you? Give me back my props, give them back to me!"
The boy's previous frailty was gone. His eyes were bloodshot, his neck was red, and he stretched out his hand to strangle Li Yang's neck.
Before he could touch her, a sudden kick made him stumble back and fall to the ground.
Mo Qing retracted his legs, his face full of righteousness: "What are you doing? You took the wrong thing and you want to shirk the blame? Stay away from us Ruoruo."
After saying that, he turned his head and winked at Li Yang, "How about Ruoruo, am I handsome?"
Li Yang said nothing, but gave him a thumbs up.
From players to viewers in the live broadcast room, most people were actually baffled by the male student's sudden accusation. They didn't even know when Li Yang had any physical contact with him.
"I didn't take the wrong one, it was her! She's the one who hurt me!"
No matter how hysterical the boy was, it could not change the fact that the props he took out were wrong.
"Fuck." Someone suddenly cursed.
It turned out that the true face of the dungeon boss was revealed unknowingly. It threw away its hood and loose black robe, leaving only half of its brain mixed with blood swaying in its skull, and one of its eyeballs was almost completely fallen out.
It was then that everyone discovered that its upper body was devoid of flesh! All of its internal organs and bones were clearly visible, and these organs were covered in densely packed small characters sewn with needle and thread.
A broadsword half the length of a person suddenly appeared in the hands of the dungeon boss. It looked down at the male student, its mouth almost grinning to its ears, and its laughter made people's scalps numb.
With a wave of his hand and a slash of the knife, a head rolled several times on the ground. The headless corpse lost its strength and fell completely to the ground.
Mo Qing quietly approached Li Yang and gave her a thumbs up, "Well done."
"What do you mean by 'well done'? I don't understand." The girl blinked innocently.
She played dumb but that didn't stop Mo Qing from asking questions. "When did you exchange the props from him? Why didn't I see it?"
"What do you mean by changing props? You really believe what he said." Li Yang glared at him angrily, then pushed him in dissatisfaction.
"...Humph, I just rescued you, but you don't treat me as your own at all."
At this moment, the door of the room was suddenly opened, and the skinny starving ghost and the undead ghost covered with scars walked in from outside.
They looked at the players as if they were looking at a feast, and the starving ghosts kept swallowing their saliva, "It smells so good, so good..."
"Tsk." The undead ghost glared at it impatiently.
"...Got it, clean up first."
One of the two weird creatures picked up the head on the ground, and the other dragged the headless corpse next to it.
The undead ghost tucked the boy's head under his armpit and slowly walked behind the chair.
I don't know what it did, but suddenly there was a noise from underground, and then the floor shrank, revealing a cellar entrance of about two square meters.
[? No, isn't this the fifth floor? Where does the cellar come from?]
[Upstairs, this is a weird dungeon, so it's okay if anything weird happens. I've even seen someone being dragged out of a palm-sized vent by a weird thing before.]
A huge tripod rose from the cellar, with many human heads placed inside.
Li Yang carefully identified them and found that except for Yu Chong, the heads of the previously missing players were all here. Among them was the head of the so-called partner he had met on the first day.
It can be seen that the heads of the three bodyguards are still fresh, and bleeding is still flowing from the broken ends. The blood flows down along the lines and gathers into the inside of the tripod.
The undead ghost put the boy's head on it, while the starving ghost threw the body directly into the cellar.
Just watching from the side, the players couldn't help but turn pale.
Just at this moment, the dungeon boss's gaze swept over again. It smiled, and blood came out from the torn corner of its mouth, and the stringy flesh stained with blood became more obvious.
"Who's next?"