Chapter 157 The Key to the Tower

Third floor.

Gu Xiuqi dodged the fatal blow from behind him.

"Zheng Xun" was right behind him, chasing him closely.

Only after confronting "Zheng Xun" could one personally experience his powerful strength and huge sense of oppression.

If the "Zheng Xun" in front of him was an imitator, then it meant that Zheng Xun's own strength was also quite terrifying.

But in the past, he had used this power on the boss.

As the first human player to experience it in real life, Gu Xiuqi didn't know whether this was a blessing or a curse.

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But the only thing he knew was that he was probably not far from death now.

The hatchet in "Zheng Xun"'s hand fell, and Gu Xiuqi held the long pole horizontally to block his fierce blow.

The long pole could not hold for long and would soon be chopped into pieces.

"Zheng Xun" kept his face calm and added strength, his eyelids drooping as he stared at Gu Xiuqi.

"You seem to be dying."

He still had that innocent smile on his face.

Gu Xiuqi's forehead was wet with sweat, and he looked back at him without any fear, and smiled and said something.

"Death doesn't matter, at least this is my independent life with a beginning and an end. It's more pathetic to imitate others' lives."

This sentence completely hit "Zheng Xun" in the reverse scale, and Gu Xiuqi clearly felt that he was angry.

When the hatchet fell, Gu Xiuqi thought he was going to die here.

But at the critical moment, the pressure from above suddenly eased.

Gu Xiuqi raised his head again, and he found that "Zheng Xun"'s head tilted towards the first floor, as if he was looking at someone through the layers of floor boards.

He took two steps back, and the hatchet in his hand disappeared first. He stood with his hands behind his back in the only place where the moonlight shone, looking a little lonely.

The serious-looking housekeeper he had met before appeared beside him at some point.

Gu Xiuqi heard the fake "Zheng Xun" talking to him.

"Have I completed my mission?"

"Yes."

"Is I no longer needed here? Does Yiyuan no longer need me? Does Sister Nan no longer need me?"

"Yes."

"It's so unfair," Gu Xiuqi saw him pouting, "He and I are obviously the same."

"Nothing is 'fair', and nothing is 'the same'. You should have understood it since the day you were born."

"Zheng Xun" seemed to be a little angry and he argued with the housekeeper.

"He was like this originally! He was obviously..."

"Zheng Xun" suddenly covered his neck with both hands, showing a very painful expression, as if he was strangled by some force.

The housekeeper stood next to him, still with a faint expression.

"Some words are not allowed to be said."

"Zheng Xun" disappeared in the space.

Gu Xiuqi had stood up long ago and watched the scene happen and end silently.

Until the housekeeper came over.

Gu Xiuqi looked at him, and for some reason, perhaps it was his intuition, he suddenly realized something.

"The housekeeper I met in 302 last night was actually you."

Instead of the other one who was always smiling.

He seemed to be deliberately imitating his expression, perhaps to confuse the players.

At this time, the housekeeper standing in front of him suddenly spoke and said something inexplicable.

"If you meet him, you need to pay twice the rent."

Gu Xiuqi frowned, seeming puzzled.

But the housekeeper did not further explain to him, but took a step back and retreated into the shadows.

"If a player pays enough rent, the other players who survived in the copy can leave."

"Wait," Gu Xiuqi said, "Don't players only pay their own rent?"

"Because he found the real 'one yuan'."

After leaving this sentence, the housekeeper disappeared.

Gu Xiuqi was the only one left at the empty staircase.

On the other side, Yang Huan, panting, got up from the floor in a panic, not knowing what happened.

Yan Lingqing, who had just fought fiercely, disappeared.

When all the noises at the door disappeared, the door of room 301 opened. You Xueshan poked her head out from the crack of the door, glanced at Gu Xiuqi on the left, looked at Yang Huan on the right, and said a symbolic concern-

"Are you okay?"

Yang Huan stared at the floor, speechless.

Gu Xiuqi replied to You Xueshan.

"We can leave now."

"I know."

You Xueshan nodded.

"Otherwise I wouldn't open the door."

"..."

One layer.

Zheng Xun poured the remaining coins in his palm back into the bag. Outside the door, Xi Li stopped knocking violently on the door panel, and it seemed that he disappeared with it.

The wardrobe returned to darkness again, and all the white "hands" retracted and could no longer be seen by the naked eye.

But Zheng Xun knew that the darkness was not empty, and the housekeeper Yiyuan was still in it.

At this time, a long-haired woman suddenly crawled out from under the bed behind Zheng Xun. This time it was no longer a terrifying face, but a beautiful, bright girl.

If You Xueshan saw her face, she would probably have a nightmare.

This was the person she had treated for a whole night but ended up traumatizing herself.

Zheng Xun looked back at her, then at the housekeeper in the dark closet.

"One question," he raised his hand, "who of you two is reading those mushy and cheesy romance novels?"

There was a vague sound from the closet, a bit like laughter.

The woman behind him also raised her lips slightly.

Zheng Xun did not wait for the answer to the question, because the scene of the copy had begun to dissipate.

The space barrier no longer existed. He saw Gu Xiuqi, whose face was still a little pale, Yang Huan, who was in a very bad state and injured, and You Xueshan, the only one in a full spirit.

Xi Li and Yan Lingqing were gone.

As players who died in the copy, they would become obliterated data, leaving no corpses, and even no relics.

The White Tower always inadvertently grinned at people with its huge mouth full of fangs.

None of the four said much. The experience of these three days meant torture to each of them, and it also consumed a lot of physical strength and energy.

The only thing they wanted was to leave as soon as possible.

But before that, there was the most anticipated reward link.

The players in the copy did not know the difficulty of this time, but they expected it would not be lower than S.

The higher the difficulty, the richer the rewards given by the White Tower.

At this time, the scene around them had returned to the original hall of the White Tower, but unlike what they had seen before, the walls of this White Tower looked mottled. Judging from the time, it was obviously many years earlier than the other White Towers.

But this was very strange. The one they were in should be a newly descended White Tower.

Before they could think about it, a gift box appeared in front of them.

Yang Huan's box was as high as his knees, and You Xueshan's was about waist-high.

Gu Xiuqi's was bigger than the previous two, almost as high as him.

It was also the largest box in the venue.

Among the four people, Zheng Xun, who contributed the most, got the smallest gift box. Zheng Xun had no complaints. He squatted down and shook the box curiously.

It was empty inside.

Zheng Xun tore open the package, still using his usual rough method, and there were pieces of wrapping paper everywhere.

The box was opened, and there was a key ring inside. In addition to a key, there was also a small metal pendant with a White Tower pattern.

In addition to this key, there was also a handwritten card.

——A deal is a deal.

Zheng Xun hooked the key ring with one finger and shook it.

“What is the key to this?”

The only person who knew the value of the key was Gu Xiuqi.

“This is the key to the tower,” he said in a calm tone that made it difficult for people to calm down. “If you have it, you own the entire copy.”