Chapter 239 Playing the Role of the Source of the Plague

Before the clown could react, he looked at the knife in Qin Ze's hand and chopped it off at an extremely fast speed.

This knife directly cut off half of the clown's body. It was not cut in half, but cut down along the clown's arm.

There wasn't any blood splatter.

The clown's figure began to decay and turn into dust.

In the process of turning into dust, it first showed a malicious expression.

"Why do you do this to me? I'm just... a person who serves you!"

But as the breath of life dissipated and half of its body turned into dust, the clown showed a look of relief again.

"oh……"

"Oh I see."

"No...I don't want to remember it."

[I'm sorry, I shouldn't have violated the taboo. I shouldn't have violated the taboo that day. 】

【I miss home so much...I really want to go home. 】

【But I'm dying. 】

Qin Ze began to hear the voice of his heart. This made Qin Ze stunned.

Previously, he thought that the clown was a human being without a soul, and he was probably an old man who had challenged this place.

Or other creatures in the old calendar world.

But now, Qin Ze is convinced that the clown may be a challenger, but he is not without a soul.

But only at death can the soul break free from some kind of power.

"Is this rule three? Death is the end of the maze."

The clown wanted to nod, but unfortunately his body could no longer move.

【I don’t want to die...】

[Killing me will only make you lose some choices in a desperate situation. 】

[And even if he kills me...it will still be within the expectation of that god. 】

Fortunately, Qin Ze can still hear his heart.

"Really, but if I get into a desperate situation and trade with you, I will just get completely lost in the maze, right?"

"Some games require you to make the most critical choice at the beginning. I'm sorry that you failed. Death is actually a relief for you."

"As for that god, I think you are talking about the seventh level god."

"Of course I don't think that I will find a fatal loophole in the first level, a loophole that the Lord of the Labyrinth ignored."

"But I believe that even if all options are the designer's conspiracy, there is bound to be the most correct option."

Qin Ze ignored the clown.

The clown soon disappeared completely.

After the clown disappeared, Qin Ze came to the middle door among the three doors.

"Well, it's interesting. The door in the middle is painted with a body without a head."

"And the door on the left is painted with a body covered with spikes..."

"The door on the right is a head without a body."

Qin Ze touched his chin:

"How should I interpret it?"

He knew that without the Joker, all the decryption would have to be done by himself.

The clown said that the maze requires fifteen choices before you can exit.

Of course, I have to do it eighteen times. Another option is to keep opening doors until you find the Maze King...

But Qin Ze didn't think he could shake the God of Value.

Opening each door yourself will pay double the price. But these costs can be recovered in the world behind the door.

And, fifty percent of Lu Buwei's soul has now belonged to the Maze King.

He hoped... that fifty percent of the soul had nothing to do with Lu Buwei's treasures.

Qin Ze has been thinking about the small bank vault collected by banker Lu Buwei.

"I've always been lucky. No matter what, I actually have something that belongs to the vanguard force..."

"That's luck."

"If Zhou Baiyu's royal karma given to me in that small world can be regarded as a pioneering force, then Ling Hansu's luck should be the same."

"Then trust your gut."

"If I were to interpret it, I would think that having no head probably means losing intelligence, and having no body probably means... losing the ability to move?"

"Choose to lose your head as the price, and the price is double..."

"Then even if it can be found behind the door... I may not be able to realize how to find it."

In any case, Qin Ze felt that it was not cost-effective to lose his head—that is, his ability to think.

If the head represents memory...then I might forget the purpose of coming here.

"Maybe other people won't lose all their thinking ability, but I am now in a double price state."

"Then I definitely can't choose this."

Qin Ze denied the middle door.

"The next thing is about not having a body... If the head corresponds to attributes such as thinking, memory, spirit, etc., then the body corresponds to the ability to move."

"We can't give up on this. If I become a scumbag, all my abilities will be compromised..."

"I'm not sure if there is an enemy that I can't defeat even at my peak, but I have to be prepared for the possibility of losing my mobility."

What is more terrifying than being a fool is being someone who is not stupid but is completely unable to change the status quo.

Therefore, both force and intelligence are indispensable.

Qin Ze didn't want to guess what it meant for the last door to be covered with spikes.

He felt that based on the process of elimination, he could already make a choice.

"You are the one."

Qin Ze no longer hesitated and opened the door.

Senluo maze, level1 challenge, begins.

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The stench is overwhelming.

Qin Ze's first reaction was to vomit, but soon he found that he had adapted to the smell very quickly.

But this is obviously not a good thing.

Because when Qin Ze opened his eyes and looked around in the garbage dump, he could not smell the stench of garbage.

This pile of garbage seemed to have no smell.

Could it be that... having spikes all over the body means losing the sense of smell?

No... the sense of smell and spikes are completely unrelated.

Qin Ze looked around.

He was now deep in a huge garbage dump.

There were all kinds of garbage piled around, including food scraps, discarded daily necessities, clothes, toys, and even corpses.

In such a messy and huge garbage dump, Qin Ze could not even smell anything.

But he really smelled a nauseating smell at the beginning of entering level 1.

Qin Ze was a little confused, but what was more confused was that he now saw three doors.

The first door was in the city right in front of him. The pattern on the door was not clear.

He could only see from a distance that a door flashed somewhere in the city at the end of his sight.

Qin Ze was in the garbage dump outside the city.

And the other door was in a misty jungle behind him.

The two doors are equally far apart, and Qin Ze is in the middle.

One door is in the distant city, and the other door is in the distant foggy jungle.

They are two completely opposite directions.

The third door does not exist.

Level 1, there are only two options. But unlike level 0, the details of the two options cannot be seen.

That is, the details on the door cannot be displayed because the distance is too far.

Qin Ze thought that he could run back and forth to check the details of the two doors.

But he soon realized that he seemed to have only one choice.

Qin Ze took out the evil magic lamp, wiped the lamp surface three times, and summoned the lamp god.

The lamp god, like a ghost, poked his body out of the lamp mouth.

"I hope your answer to the question this time is no longer nonsense literature."

"Which door should I choose."

The lamp god said:

"I will take something from you."

"What, a clown of the king died, and another clown of my own family came?" Qin Ze's expression was playful.

The things that Fu Jie brought back from the world of human fantasy seemed to have additional abilities.

This lamp god seemed to know that Qin Ze really dared to fight the clown.

Although it is a lamp god, in the final analysis, it is just something brought back by an old calendar person of the level of a human being.

"The things I took away are all unimportant things, and the guidance I can give is very limited..."

"So, correspondingly, the price I ask you to pay is also very simple..."

The lamp god used honorifics, and Qin Ze was very satisfied.

"For example, you can provide a button of your clothes. Please forgive me, this is a rule, a ritual."

The lamp god's expression was a little flattering.

Qin Ze found that there are many benefits to being a bad guy, such as - making people who negotiate with you afraid of you.

Obviously, the act of killing the clown made the lamp god a little scared.

This is good, killing a chicken to scare the monkey, Qin Ze thinks this is very convenient.

"Another thing... all props will be further weakened in the maze."

"My original ability is to provide you with the correct answer to a question..."

"But now, my ability has changed and has been weakened to randomly provide the answer to a question."

Qin Ze looked at the lamp god with a look like a clown.

The lamp god wanted to shrink into the magic lamp in fear, but he didn't shrink in the end, nor did he change his words.

Qin Ze was sure that what the lamp god said was true.

It was not that it was unwilling to exert its full power, but that it really could not do it.

"Okay, tell me what information I can get in this level."

The lamp god was relieved:

"Malice blocks the possibility of you communicating with everyone. If the stench of the garbage dump is ten, which is the limit that humans can bear... then the stench emanating from your body is one hundred."

"You are a person with a bad smell. Anyone who approaches you will be vomited by the stench on your body."

"You will not be able to communicate with anyone. Because of your stench, everyone wants you to die, and they are gradually turning their desires into reality."

A button on Qin Ze's clothes suddenly disappeared and appeared in the hands of the lamp god.

The lamp god's actions were done in one go. He took back the button, shrunk into the lamp, and rolled and crawled without hesitation.

Qin Ze did not pursue it.

After all... the smell on his body, probably the lamp couldn't stand it either.

"It turns out that having spikes all over my body means that I have lost the kindness of others."

"I am a monster that disgusts everyone who gets close to me..."

"This opening character is really disgusting. Now I understand why I was disgusted at the beginning, but got used to it later."

"Because at the beginning, it might be that the detailed settings of the character are still being loaded."

"After the loading is completed, as an existence with a stench value ten times that of a garbage dump, I have become accustomed to my own stench, and naturally I will not smell the smell of the garbage dump."

"Damn... When I traveled through another world, I was a dung beetle?"

"No, it's ten times more smelly than a garbage dump. Dung beetles are not as smelly as me."

Qin Ze suddenly felt that... the third door might actually be more disgusting than the first two doors.

"At present, this seems to be the price paid for opening the door. Maybe I didn't stink so much, but double the price, double the stench..."

"If I don't find what I lost, then I will carry this stench... into the next level."

"The next level, the next level, and every level after that, I basically lost the possibility of communicating with people because of this damn smell."

Qin Ze suddenly felt that the design of this maze was indeed malicious.

Put aside your mind, put aside your ability to act, or... put aside the possibility of others helping you.

These three things are actually very important.

"But if I throw away my brain and mobility, I may not have the ability to get it back."

"The current situation is that although I have lost the ability to be liked by anyone, I can get it back."

"This level...is not difficult."

Qin Ze had a plan in mind.

"According to what the clown said, with price denial, in addition to recovering what was lost, it is possible to recover additional subsidies."

“So the more you lose, the more subsidies you get.”

"What I have to judge now is how to choose... where to hide what I'm looking for."

Intuition told Qin Ze that there were two doors and two choices. One of the choices contained a subsidy that would make him no longer smell bad and become close to others.

But the key lies in which one.

"If I were the Lord of the Labyrinth..."

Qin Ze began to take over.

First of all, the Maze King is a very disgusting guy. He can specially set up a clown to provide some help to those who challenge the maze by drinking poison to quench their thirst...

It shows that he has a bad temper, and the clown is a prop used to prolong the despair of the challenger.

"So such a person is a person who appreciates his opponent's desperation."

"Such a person will deliberately set a path that seems to be the right option, and then use the failure of this right option... to further appreciate the desperation of the challenger."

"So if I were the Lord of the Labyrinth, then in the first level, I would set up such a foggy jungle... I must make the challenger feel that the foggy jungle is the right one."

"Because the smell is too foul, players will choose to avoid 'humans' to avoid conflict with too many humans."

"But the stench can drive away beasts..."

"The easy option, the apparently correct option - has to be to head into the jungle."

"But if you really choose this way, you will definitely encounter other problems."

"Because the Lord of the Labyrinth designed your stench just to make you look down upon."

"He will definitely hide the real answer, the choice near the end of the maze, in the town."

Qin Ze made a decision.

After returning from the Dragon Boat Festival area, Qin Ze became more and more like a "player".

If there are "players" among the Old Calendar, he feels that he can definitely learn skills as a temporary worker.

"But the price I paid is double, and the stench is double... In fact, in a sense, this is also a good thing. Ordinary people don't dare to approach me at all."

"Honestly, if it weren't for the fact that the cost of not communicating with others is too high, I even think that this stench is not bad. Carrying this stench, I walked to the throne of the Lord of the Labyrinth and was disgusted by it."

Qin Ze really wanted to do this, so another idea came to his mind.

Now that I have made an unconventional start, maybe I will continue to do so.

“Everyone is going to want to get rid of this stench because the cost of not interacting with people is too high.”

"But if there is a complete story structure behind every door in the maze...then the character I play, in a sense, has a reason for his stench."

"It is known that I can find a way to get rid of the stench. I must have thought that I would do this as well."

“But I can explore the origins of the character I’m playing now.

"Find a way to eliminate the stench, find a way to aggravate the stench. Further test other rules of the maze to see if there are any parts that are beneficial to the players."

Qin Ze thought it was feasible, so he started to move towards the town.