Chapter 300 Final Clearance Conditions

If it were the past, when the players met the clearance conditions, the dungeon scene would soon fade away, and then the original appearance of the White Tower would appear in front of the players.

But it didn't happen this time.

Zheng Xun and his team waited for a long time, even digging the other three players out of the cocoon, but they still couldn't wait for the signal that the dungeon was over.

"Is it because we haven't met a certain condition yet?"

Meng Lian asked.

"Unlikely."

Huo Ziyan shook his head.

"Looking at the current situation, the dungeon has revealed its foundation to us. It's hard to come up with any new tricks at this point."

Huo Ziyan's words made Meng Lian feel a little relieved, but there was a stone that he couldn't let go.

"Guanyu... Guanyu?"

Shen Guanyu was not with the three people just now, and he didn't speak for a long time.

Meng Lian noticed his abnormality and walked a few steps closer.

"Guanyu! What's wrong with you!"

Meng Lian exclaimed, causing the other two to look back.

"What's wrong with Xiao Shen?"

He was still normal just now, but something went wrong in such a short moment?

Zheng Xun also walked over. When he got closer, he found that Shen Guanyu's eyes were closed, sweat was oozing from the skin on his forehead and neck, and his expression was tense, as if he was in a nightmare.

Huo Ziyan was next to Zheng Xun. Seeing Shen Guanyu's strangeness, he opened his mouth.

Before he could say anything, Zheng Xun's next sentence came.

"Xiao Shen... can you fall asleep while standing?"

"..."

This is not an ordinary "sleep" at all!

Zheng Xun pinched Shen Guanyu's arm and tried to wake him up from his sleep.

It was useless.

"Strange... what's the reason?"

Shen Guanyu's breathing was very rapid, as if someone was constantly squeezing his lungs. His lips moved, as if he was muttering something.

Zheng Xun put his ear close to it.

He heard Shen Guanyu shouting "father".

Could it be an illusion about Shen Yuan?

This is a big problem.

If you want to break the illusion, the first thing to do is to stay awake and tell yourself at all times that this is not reality.

But Shen Guanyu saw his father in it, which might make him fall deeper and deeper.

"Xiao Meng, Shen Yuan he——"

Zheng Xun quickly turned back to find Meng Lian, asked about Shen Yuan, and found a way to help Shen Guanyu get out of the illusion as soon as possible.

However, the moment he saw Meng Lian, the latter's eyes lost their spirit, staring blankly at a meaningless point in the air, muttering.

"Sister..."

Meng Lian's sister was once a member of Team Silver Snow. After Shen Yuan's death, she was kicked out of the team and signed with another guild, but she died to protect her teammates when she went to a dungeon half a year ago.

She also fell into the illusion of seeing the deceased.

At this time, Huo Ziyan suddenly realized something. Meng Lian was fine just now, but after touching Shen Guanyu's shoulder, she was suddenly pulled into the illusion.

His heartstrings tightened, and he immediately looked at Zheng Xun.

"Zheng Xun, this illusion is transmitted..."

When Xiao Huo spoke, it was too late. Zheng Xun sat on the ground, his legs bent, his head against his knees, and curled up.

Zheng Xun was also caught.

Huo Ziyan frowned.

Zheng Xun sat with his knees hugged, motionless.

Meng Lian's back slid down the wall, his head tilted to one side.

Shen Guanyu leaned against a tree, and reptiles rustled across his shoes.

In the huge space, with the rustling sound of insects flapping their wings, Huo Ziyan was the only one awake.

He thought for a moment, released the bubble again, and then came to Zheng Xun.

He drew a circle on the ground with the tip of the umbrella, enclosing Zheng Xun inside.

The beginning and end of the line were connected, and a perfect circle appeared on the ground. Fortunately, the dust here was thick enough.

Then, Huo Ziyan held the umbrella and let the tip of the umbrella slide from the ground to the top of Zheng Xun's head. A round and transparent bubble suddenly appeared, bouncing back and forth like a huge jelly.

The "jelly" wrapped Zheng Xun inside, and soon, many bubbles of different sizes rose from the ground. These bubbles rise and burst, and the burst ones turn into water.

Because the bubbles maintain a certain speed and continue to increase, the water surface is also rising slowly.

Huo Ziyan draws a bubble here for Zheng Xun, and then draws one next to Meng Lian and Shen Guanyu in turn.

Then he starts to wait.

At this time, Zheng Xun, who was dragged into the illusion, opened his eyes.

In front of him was the sixth floor of the Siming Building.

Zheng Xun knew that it was impossible for him to teleport, so he was still sober.

This was not reality, and he had to find a way back as soon as possible.

Zheng Xun's first reaction was to look at the escalator entrance.

The escalator was running.

This made Zheng Xun happy in his heart, there was an exit.

He didn't think too much and ran over.

With a bang, he hit a transparent glass.

"..."

His head was also hard, and it trembled slightly when it hit the glass.

But his forehead was also red.

This hit was real.

Zheng Xun covered his forehead and whimpered, cursing the instigator behind him for being so dishonest and why he cleaned the glass so clean.

Looking down through the glass, there were circles of guardrails and an empty shopping mall.

It seemed that there was no way to go down for the time being.

Zheng Xun had to turn around again to see what was on the sixth floor.

…

Well, there was nothing.

This empty scene made him feel helpless.

“Can we watch the fireworks here, over there in the viewing window…”

He remembered that the sixth floor seemed to have no special function except for being a place to watch fireworks.

Zheng Xun walked towards the entire viewing window.

He took a step, and the spacious sixth floor echoed with footsteps.

...

His soles were very soft, and logically, they should not make any noise.

But the current situation is that every time Zheng Xun took a step, there would be a sound similar to the heels of leather shoes stepping on the floor.

It seemed that someone was following him.

Zheng Xun looked straight ahead and went straight to the French window.

"Who are you and why are you following me?"

He spoke to the "person" behind him.

Sure enough, the angle changed, and there was really a black figure behind Zheng Xun, following him all the time.

It was in sync with his footsteps, as if his shadow had learned to walk on its own.

The figure did not answer Zheng Xun's words, but he began to walk to the side, and the fabric rubbed against each other and made a rustling sound.

He walked to the right of Zheng Xun and stood in front of the viewing window.

Same height, same body shape, same short hair.

Only the clothes were different.

The person who walked past was wearing a blue and white striped hospital gown and a soft white cardigan.

Zheng Xun turned his head and saw another self.