Chapter 349 Today I Am the Enemy of the World

You Xueshan was the only one left in the whole space.

She stood quietly among the draft papers on the floor, staring at the direction where Zhao Ran disappeared.

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Zhao Ran's incoherent voice seemed to still be in her ears, with lingering echoes.

You Xueshan, who was left alone, had a question mark slowly appearing above her head.

?

Did the Seventh Hospital also play the multi-space trick?

She later watched the replay of the four-moth copy that Zheng Xun participated in before. Captain Mo strongly recommended it, and she had to watch it.

That copy was just a mystery in time and space, which made You Xueshan sick.

If she had played that copy herself, she might have led the fire on the sixth floor directly to the fifth, fourth, third, and second floors.

All burned.

Now that Zhao Ran suddenly disappeared, You Xueshan scratched her thick black hair and messed them up.

She wanted to die.

But she felt that someone else should have died.

Facing the clues on the floor, You Xueshan showed a gloomy expression.

She was gloomy for three seconds, then squatted down resignedly, picked up these useful and useless straw papers one by one, and read them one by one.

After reading more than a dozen pieces, she found that the drawings on these yellowed papers... were actually the pictures of the White Tower dungeon.

What does it mean?

The person hiding in this secret space... is the designer of the dungeon?

No, no, it can't be. Judging from this person's painting skills, he should not be a professional.

It's more like the other party drew it based on the text description, imagination and common sense.

But... what does this person want to do by drawing these pictures?

You Xueshan knew that there were some intelligence experts on the Internet who provided players with as much information about the dungeon as possible through various channels before they entered the dungeon.

There are also special intelligence teams within the guild. Guilds of the level of Jiuding have a large team size.

This is to maximize the success rate of the team passing the dungeon.

But judging from the degree of oldness of these papers, this person was doing the corresponding work long before the profession of intelligence expert was formed.

He should be one of the earliest players in the tower.

It's just... If the White Tower instance is not cleared, won't it be refreshed before the next batch of players enter? How could this person keep his stuff for so long?

Is it a bug?

If you think about it carefully, the map of the Seventh Hospital instance is not small, and it is very likely that there are some unknown bugs.

You Xueshan hissed and had a headache.

This must be the power of wisdom.

She had almost picked up all the papers on the ground, leaving only the last three or four.

One of them was about the Xingfu Community, and this picture was a little different.

It was more detailed than the previous picture, and it could be seen that this person poured his feelings into the picture. He also drew two small flowers and three stick figures at the bottom of the community building.

Although the strokes of these three people are simple, they appear as "people" between the cold lines, which is very telling.

They look like good friends playing together.

Xingfu Community...

You Xueshan hissed again, and memories were knocking on her head.

If she remembered correctly, did Zhao Ran live in Xingfu Community a long time ago?

As a newcomer, Zheng Xun first cracked the copy of Xingfu Community. They discussed this matter within Jiuding, saying that Zheng Xun had copied Deputy Captain Zhao's hometown.

However, some team members said that before the White Tower descended and turned Xingfu Community into a copy, Deputy Captain Zhao had not lived there for a long time, and it seemed that something had happened.

What exactly happened, no one knew.

You Xueshan made random associations, and as she thought about it, she felt something was wrong.

Damn...

These abstract drawings all over the floor... Could they be from Zhao Ran's hand?

He led the team to find the place, and he led the team to analyze the drawings...

The more You Xueshan thought about it, the more real it was, and the more she thought about it, the more frightened she felt.

They said that Deputy Captain Zhao suddenly went crazy after a copy, but this matter has always been a rumor, and no one has witnessed it with their own eyes.

Zhao Ran is the most experienced among the current Jiuding players. Many things about him feel like they are about to become legends.

The White Tower accelerated the whole world. Outstanding new players emerged one after another, and old players with brilliant achievements either died or went crazy. Zhao Ran was obviously not much older than them, but he was about to become a legendary figure.

This terrible world where creating gods and killing gods is very easy and casual...

You Xueshan silently despised it in her heart, and today she is the enemy of the world (1/1).

The clues here basically have no chance of leading to the dungeon, unless the White Tower uses them as a reward. You Xueshan never expected the White Tower to have any conscience. Instead of trusting the White Tower, she would rather trust herself. Her belief is herself.

She memorized all these maps in her mind, and also memorized the layout of the entire space, and she didn't plan to waste time here.

What time is it now? There is no bracelet, no watch.

I should have stolen the clock on the wall earlier.

Before she and Zhao Ran entered here, the boss was already patrolling the corridor.

Now she wants to get out from inside.

...I don't think he will run into him, right?

You Xueshan had a bad feeling. She didn't act rashly this time. Instead, she walked to the wall cautiously and opened a small gap in the wallboard.

It was dark.

Suddenly! A bloody mouth appeared in the darkness, very close to You Xueshan!

She could even smell the blood dripping.

...

One layer.

Zheng Xun, who had just finished a melee with the ear doctor, now faced another fierce battle.

In the narrow corridor, Zheng Xun jumped up and down to avoid the sickle attack from behind.

He ran and shouted.

"Mo Qian! You are ungrateful! Repaying kindness with enmity!"

Mo Qian, who was looking for clues, ignored him.

Then Zheng Xun shouted more and more outrageously.

"Demolish the bridge after crossing the river! Don't remember the old friendship! A beast in human form! Run away with the money!"

"..."

Mo Qian took the time to look back at the direction of the door. Zheng Xun dragged his voice and flew past the door like an airplane.

He was about to say something when the boss wielding a sickle chased him.

The boss looked at Zheng Xun, who seemed to be shouting but was actually controlling, and stared at Mo Qian, who was not well prepared inside the door.

He turned in a direction and was about to kill into the door.

At this time, Zheng Xun, like an airplane, suddenly turned around and brought some heavy physical blows to the boss.

"You are not allowed to enter!"

Zheng Xun and the boss started fighting at the door.

Zheng Xun was actually a little injured at this time. His right thigh was scratched by the boss just now, and he must be bleeding.

But he dodged in time, so the wound was not deep and did not affect his movement.

According to his observation along the way, the boss did not seem to be used to the weapon in his hand at the beginning, so his movements were a little clumsy.

But he was very smart. He quickly became familiar with the weapon and mastered the correct way to use it. Zheng Xun had to be more restrained and not be too presumptuous.

Can't delay too long, this boss is much more difficult to deal with than he thought.

"Captain Mo! Are you done!"

Zheng Xun squatted down neatly and hugged his head to avoid the sickle above his head.

Mo Qian finished reading the last line.

"It's done."

"It's done? Then let's hurry up--"

Zheng Xun was about to say that they should run away quickly, and then he saw Mo Qian coming out with two chairs.

The chairs were made of metal, the kind that could split a person's head.

Zheng Xun:?

"Brother, why do you need to bring a chair when you run? Do you want to sit down and rest when you get tired?"

"I can't run anymore," Mo Qian stood beside Zheng Xun and looked at the boss in front of him, "Congratulations, Zheng Xun, this dungeon does not require any puzzles."

He handed the chair to Zheng Xun.

"Kill all the bosses and you will pass the level."