“I didn’t expect a ‘newbie’ with no experience would appear in a newly-opened dungeon for the first time; I wonder if it’s luck or misfortune.” His expression was somewhat strange, mixing happiness with pity.
Lin Ya coldly watched, not responding.
“What does ‘newbie’ mean?” The girl who had approached Lin Ya and the man beside her looked puzzled. Both were aficionados of infinite flow and felt experienced, exhibiting a brave disregard for danger, showing more excitement than fear.
“No experience, no props, no strategies.” This is abbreviated as ‘newbie.’ In the dungeon, newbies are generally easy to deceive due to their lack of experience and can be used as cannon fodder. Most newcomers fail to clear the dungeon due to the traps set by seasoned players.
However, newbies enjoy a protective benefit: if they fail to clear the dungeon their first time, they won’t lose survival points but will instead be sent to a punishment dungeon for survival attempts.
If they also fail in the punishment dungeon, they will die completely.
Lin Ya was not familiar with the newbies either; this time, he wasn’t transmigrated into someone else’s body, so naturally, there was no storyline involved.
Ignoring the seemingly ‘well-meaning’ explanations from the seasoned players, Lin Ya walked directly toward the elevator, unconcerned with the others and oblivious to the intense gaze directed at him behind.
Surviving the dungeon requires living safely until the seventh day, meaning that countless death rules await to ensnare the unwary. Even if one manages to avoid these rules, they could easily die at the hands of their own team members; after all, seasoned players possess valuable items.
Items are extremely rare and valuable in infinite flow dungeons, highly sought after, but those do not concern him; he only needs to clear this dungeon.
He inserted the room card into the slot, and the room lit up with a dim yellow light, clearly revealing the facilities inside.
The decor and furnishings had a somewhat nineteenth-century European style, which, combined with the attire of himself and the others, led Lin Ya to some speculation.
Lin Ya approached the window, but outside was pitch black; nothing was visible.
On the table near the sofa lay a book titled “Reality.” Lin Ya picked it up and flipped a page, his gaze sharpening.
The opening line plunged him into heavy fog:
“Reality is a lie, a lie is reality.”
Lin Ya set the book down and glanced at the time on the wall clock; it was nearly 6 o’clock. After tidying himself up, he changed into the suit from his suitcase and stepped out, embodying the image of an elegant nobleman.
This round included ten players, four of whom were newcomers, with the other six from different guilds: five men and five women, a balanced group.
They were all assigned to the fourth floor; the hotel had four floors in total, with the lower three consisting of the lobby, restaurants, and dance halls, while the second and third floors were guest rooms.
As Lin Ya walked through the corridor, he noticed elegantly dressed men and women getting into the elevator. Seeing the time on his watch, he did not hesitate to turn into the stairwell. Waiting for the elevator would likely take too long; the ball was set to begin at 7 o’clock, and late arrivals faced punishment.
Though he was unsure what the punishment was, Lin Ya had no intention of finding out.
He was not alone in this thought.
Behind Lin Ya were two people; he turned to look and recognized them as the previous two among the seasoned players he saw downstairs, a man and a woman.
The three of them remained silent, descending quickly. After they passed three flights of stairs, Lin Ya halted, staring at a barely noticeable stain in the corner. If he guessed correctly, this should be the fourth floor.
They came back again.
Seeing that Lin Ya had stopped, the other two walked past him and halted as well.
“This is the fourth floor,” the woman said with certainty, exchanging a glance with the man and looking at the newbie who had discovered it before them.
“We don’t have much time; we need to hurry.” Su Ziyi glanced at the time, his brow furrowing as he glanced at Lin Ya, who stood still, pulling the woman to continue downwards.
In situations where a stairway creates a ‘ghost wall’, the best method is to leave one person in place as a marker while the others continue down. If all goes well, this way can help people navigate the stairs.
Lin Ya watched as their figures faded away, nonchalantly glancing upward, meeting Su Ziyi’s slightly changed eyes.
They indeed came back again.
“What do we do now?!” Wu Yun bit her lip, anxious; the method to break through the ghost wall had failed in this dungeon, and if they didn’t find a way soon, they would have to resort to using items.
Items are limited in usage; employing them here felt wasteful, yet if they did nothing, only eight minutes remained until the ball started.
Time passed second by second, and Lin Ya pulled out a talisman, tucking it into his clothing pocket, his expression suddenly becoming clear.
Since he came to this world, permissions had been suppressed to the lowest level; he spent so much time retrieving a talisman made in the previous world from the system space. To his surprise, he had drawn the ‘Break Illusion Talisman.’
The Break Illusion Talisman could dispel the current hallucination and allow him to see the real world, making it a formidable tool in this dungeon.
Unfortunately, it could only be used for one day.
However, seeing the astonished expressions of the other two, Lin Ya suddenly moved, heading straight for the location next to the safety door, passing through the wall.
Outside the wall, two players happened to walk by and looked at him with astonished expressions, asking, “Can I ask what you just encountered?”
Lin Ya glanced at her lethargically and replied flatly, “Ghost wall,” before heading toward the banquet hall.
“I thought so; it was just the usual ghost wall,” one of the seasoned players remarked. To them, ghost walls were the simplest deception; most dungeon experiences related to ghosts would exhibit them.
As they prepared to leave, two more people stepped out from the wall, “You encountered it too? And you followed the newbie?”
Wu Yun’s face looked grim as she snapped back, “This ghost wall is different from what we’ve faced before! Luckily, we got out quickly.” Otherwise, the ghostly claws that suddenly reached out from the stairwell would have caught her arm.
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