Chapter 225: Transforming Community Experience (Thirty-four)
It turns out that, besides Mr. Bu, the local "objects" in the casino also have certain environmental manipulation capabilities. When the four climbed out of the manhole cover, they saw Zhang You just walking out from a secluded path.
Guo Guo said frankly, " Sister You, I feel like the last time I saw you was in a lifetime ago."
Zhang You raised an eyebrow inquiringly. From her perspective, Tang Xinjue and the other two looked about the same as when they entered, save for the addition of two people.
A boy without arms, and a girl who looked like she had a brain congestion but was unconscious.
"Sorry, I forgot."
Bai Zhi also looked at his empty sleeves, muttered a few words, and white light filled out from his body. Two brand new arms slowly solidified and stretched out again.
Guo Guo's eyes widened: "Are all healers so buggy?"
I didn’t feel it when I was dealing with ghosts before, but now that I see someone recovering intact, I still feel envious.
If broken arms and legs can be healed instantly, then what's the difference between rounding off and becoming immortal?
And if this power could also be applied to others...
"Do you accept payment for helping to save people?"
Just when Guo Guo and Zhang You were still thinking about how to start the conversation, Tang Xinjue asked directly.
Bai Zhi thought without hesitation: "Trauma 1 point, fracture and internal injury 2 points, physical disability 5 points, near death 20 points, dead 5 points."
Guo Guo: “…”
Zhang You: “…”
It turns out this thing can be clearly priced?
What does "dead" mean? Is there any business that can revive it?
"That's normal." Tang Xin Jue wasn't surprised. "The power to heal people with special abilities is a very valuable medical resource in the game. But there are always trade-offs, and you'll be at a disadvantage in dungeon battles."
The game is also very ruthless in harming and restricting players with powerful superpowers.
Bai Zhi nodded and sighed, "Yes, but actually our dormitory is more specialized—almost all of our awakened abilities are auxiliary abilities."
This configuration, which is not sure whether it is lucky or unlucky, is certainly very effective in multi-dormitory team battle copies, but once you have to fight against ghosts alone, you will be at a great disadvantage without the bonus of props.
"So we started a sideline job helping people with treatment, and occasionally we take on part-time jobs to supplement our livelihood."
Bai Zhi smiled bitterly and said, "There's nothing I can do. Hard work can make up for lack of talent."
Tang Xin Jue felt the same way: "Life is hard, and we can only make a living by fleecing the poor."
Awan, who had just shown signs of waking up, said: "..."
Life is hard? Who? You?
Before she fainted from anger again, 606 noticed the girl's movements. Zhang You took out a hemp rope from his storage bag and tied her up tightly.
Awan said grimly, "There's no need for this kind of humiliation. Now that I'm in your hands, I have no chance of survival."
Zheng Wanqing bent a thick steel pipe with her right arm. With a loud bang, it was clamped in Awan's hand. "Hmm? Do we look like the kind of people who would kill and rob at any time?"
Awan: "If you hadn't said this, it would have been a little more believable."
Of course, more importantly, she turned to look at Bai Zhi: "I got rid of your roommates and still want to kill you. There is absolutely no way you will let me go, right?"
"How are you going to do it, Shark? Take away my items and powers? Or make some servile deal with me and Yugi? This is what you're best at, right, good student."
Awan emphasized the last three words.
The next second, a stream of black blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.
She wants to commit suicide?!
Everyone was shocked, while Awan sneered and waited for the familiar feeling of loss of control to appear.
A minute later, the blood was still flowing out, she was still sneering, and everyone was still surprised.
Another minute passed...
Awan: So, you don’t have any idea of saving people, right?
Tang Xin Jue stood by and watched: "I was just wondering, would someone who has already surrendered once in a nightmare voluntarily give up his life for a momentary impulse?"
Awan: “…”
Exposed again, the gloomy girl was silent for a moment, then said, "I should have gone down and dealt with Bai Zhi earlier."
If she could successfully eradicate the problem, these secrets wouldn't be known to anyone else, and she wouldn't be caught by Tang Xin Jue. Now wouldn't be the time...
"I noticed that you weren't at all surprised by our reaction after we learned of your special identity."
Tang Xin Jue interrupted her thoughts and said with interest, "If a candidate had never experienced nightmares, even if they saw your hallucination, they wouldn't be able to understand it. If I were such a candidate, then even if Bai Zhi explained the whole story in detail, I would only have a vague understanding."
"But you didn't even entertain the slightest hope for such a possibility. And when I mentioned the nightmare, you didn't express any surprise, only complacency—there's only one answer to all this."
With the last sentence, Tang Xinjue knelt on one knee in front of Awan and stared into her eyes: "We have never met before, but you know me. Not only do you know my identity, you also know that I have experienced nightmares. Why?"
For the first time, panic flashed across Awan's face, and she flatly denied it: "I don't know you!"
Tang Xinjue replied gently, "To some extent, you really don't understand me. At least you don't know that I'm a psychic."
Otherwise, he wouldn't have told such a crude and crude lie that could be seen through at a glance.
Awan: “…”
A curse word came to her lips and she almost bit off her tongue.
She said it! She said why her behavior was controlled as soon as she came out, why she felt dangerous when she looked at Tang Xinjue just now, why her deception skills had not been effective... First she assassinated a healer, then deceived a psychic user, what on earth had she done today?
Even when her roommate was abducted by ghosts, Awan had never felt so dizzy.
Tang Xin Jue didn't need her to answer. Once he started thinking, he could push it forward smoothly. "The reason for this half-understanding is easy to guess. Either you have some kind of prop that can reveal other people's information, or... someone else told you."
Looking at Awan's expression, Tang Xinjue smiled: "It seems to be the latter."
If this is the case, then the identity of the person who told the story must be the same as Awan, who has experienced nightmares, chosen to go along with ghosts, and knows 606.
As the scope was narrowed to this extent, the two figures gradually became clear in Tang Xinjue's mind.
Awan's lips twitched for a moment before she finally made a decision: "Let me go, let me leave this instance alive, and I'll give you a piece of information that's most important to you in exchange."
Tang Xin Jue looked uninterested: "Oh? How important can it be?"
In just one day, she had received a prophecy in this dungeon that she was about to backstab her roommate, a reality that the ghost marks in her mind were colluding with each other, and a secret about the "split" among those who had experienced the nightmare.
How much more devastating news could this day get to be?
Awan stared at her intently, a ghostly glimmer flickering in her dark eyes:
"If you don't get this information in advance, you will definitely die in the next dungeon. There is no chance of survival. No matter how strong you are, no matter who comes to help you, Tang Xin Jue, I guarantee with my life that you will die!"
The author has something to say:
Tang Xin Jue: The guarantee is very good, don’t guarantee it next time.
