35. Chapter 35

The square was silent, and everyone was looking down at their ID cards.

The ID cards were divided into two camps, and the roles played by each person in the horror dungeon were also different.

It was a very serious matter to make mistakes in the role setting in the role play mode. If the NPC noticed the problem, it would affect the trainee's task progress at the least, and even be eliminated when the dungeon was settled. Because of this, no one dared to be careless.

Unexpectedly, this dungeon did not require much role playing. On the contrary, just like the mental hospital dungeon that Zong Jiu experienced, it was enough to just barely get by, and the focus was still on the camp and the main task.

Zong Jiu also continued to look at the inner ghost card he got in his mind.

The ID card showed that the owner of this identity was not originally a native of this village, but a refugee who followed other refugees to wander around this village.

The above is the surface identity.

In fact, his real identity is not a refugee, but a corpse driver who waited for an opportunity to come to this village to collect fresh corpses.

Surprised or not? Unexpected or not.jpg

Zong Jiu: "..."

This identity is a bit fashionable.

According to the custom of corpse-drivers, they need to train a well-trained "corpse leader" to act as the leader of the corpse-driver before driving the corpse. If there is no good leader, the corpse-driver cannot be driven.

Coincidentally, the identity card also shows that he is a rookie who has just stepped into the road. He started on the road with a few formulas and yellow talismans that he was not very familiar with. As the saying goes, a rookie is not afraid of tigers. After he became a master, he directly calculated the Feng Shui and Yin places around him, and rushed all the way here, mixed in with these refugees who wanted to hide in the mountains, waiting for an opportunity to find a perfect corpse that could serve as the leader of the corpse-driver.

No wonder.

Zong Jiu was still thinking that there must be some inevitable conflict between the inner ghost and the ordinary card. Now after seeing the identity setting of the inner ghost, it is not surprising at all.

Ordinary cards will definitely stand on the opposite side of the corpse-driver. From this, it can be inferred that the probability that the main task of the ordinary card is to protect the villagers is very high.

According to the iron rule, trainees cannot kill each other, so this corpse must be among the NPCs in this deserted village.

Since the main task is to "find a perfect corpse", the meaning of the main system issuing this task is self-evident.

Ordinary people have to protect the villagers, and the inner ghost card only wants the corpse.

Zong Jiu doesn't know who is the "perfect corpse", but there is no doubt that in the next task time, the more people die, the better it is for him. Although trainees cannot kill NPCs themselves, they can still add fuel to the flames.

This village is not simple. With so many high-level trainees present, the difficulty of the dungeon will only be higher, not lower.

But who cares.

He dared to make trouble before his hands were restored. Now that he has restored his hands and even strengthened his eyes to the top, Zong Jiu will only be more extravagant.

Who doesn't love the mastermind behind the scenes!

After thinking about it, Zong Jiu withdrew his consciousness from the identity card.

Because the identity card is a corpse driver, he is also equipped with corresponding identity props.

Apart from other things, although the number of people in the camp is more than 30 to one, which is enough to be called an enemy of the whole world, the treatment of this inner ghost card is really good.

He directly got a wave of corpse-driving craftsman identity props for free.

A C-level soul-catching bell and a pack of F-level yellow talisman paper of unknown use.

Special props in horror dungeons are quite rare, otherwise the new trainees would not have exchanged for them without arms and legs. If Zong Jiu successfully passes the level, these props can be smoothly put into his pocket, which is really wonderful.

The inner ghost in the mental hospital dungeon has the immunity from death at the hands of unsolvable supernatural beings. Could it be that the inner ghost in this dungeon also has an immunity? Zong Jiu will be very happy.

Even though he was thinking a lot, the white-haired young man remained calm on the surface and stood there with an expression and posture.

In order to fit the background of the dungeon, the trainees' clothes were changed into straw raincoats and cloth clothes, and they all wore straw sandals on their feet and carried a cloth bag on their shoulders, which did not look very out of place.

At this moment, the voice of the main system also sounded at the right time.

[Famine Mountain Village has been officially opened]

[The duration of this dungeon is seven days. The dungeon will be closed at midnight on the seventh day and the settlement will be opened. Please pay attention to the reasonable allocation and arrangement of time.]

After the mechanical sound disappeared, the surrounding scenery seemed to be swept by the water and came alive like waves.

The trainees were secretly looking at others, and no one took the initiative.

"Hey, who are you? Where are you from!"

In the square of Tongbai Village, near the entrance of the village, more than 30 unfamiliar faces suddenly appeared, which naturally attracted the attention of the indigenous NPCs.

Wang Shou, a villager who appeared in the previous plot, stood not far away and walked towards this side with a bad look.

Behind him, dozens of villagers were still carrying hoes and sickles in their hands, with vigilance on their faces.

There is no Holy Son Messiah in this instance who has enough prestige and is warm and kind-hearted. The two S-class members who were put into this instance are still taciturn, like lone wolves, and have no interest in upholding justice and presiding over the overall situation.

For a moment, everyone looked at each other, like a pile of loose sand, not knowing how to answer.

The two sides confronted each other for dozens of seconds, and when the smell of gunpowder in the air became heavier and heavier, finally an A-class member who looked honest and kind spoke.

"Don't get me wrong, brothers. We are refugees from outside. We have no ill intentions. We just want to find a place to rest in the village."

Wang Shou looked at them suspiciously, "Refugees?"

Everyone in the village was pale and thin, with ribs visible from their open collars, and skinny and covered with frostbite and dirt.

And anyone with eyes could see that this group of people who claimed to be refugees not only wore clean clothes, but also were white and plump, with red lips and white teeth.

Talking about escaping, he looked more impressive than those young masters in the city.

"No, our village does not welcome outsiders."

He said angrily, pretending to follow the villagers behind him to drive them out.

The trainees were all anxious.

Lin Guoxing hurriedly stepped forward, "Wait!"

He was the A-level honest man who spoke first.

As a senior old man, Lin Guoxing certainly knew what the situation was now.

If he was really driven out by the villagers, living in the open air would be the least of his worries. The most important thing was that he had to complete the main task!

Thinking of the main task of "protecting the villagers" on his ID card, Lin Guoxing smiled bitterly in his heart.

The higher the level of the trainees, the more privileges they have. The privileges of A-level trainees are not only to have an exclusive presidential suite, but they can also know the clues about the next dungeon in advance.

At the end of the last dungeon, Lin Guoxing knew the dungeon background of the second round of the competition.

The background of the deserted village is quite common in horror dungeons, and it is considered one of the classic horror constructions. Lin Guoxing guessed that this dungeon might be launched in the old-fashioned role-playing mode. But what he didn't expect was that after the dungeon was opened, the main system actually told him that this was a camp mode. The camp mode was fine, but the main task was actually the most troublesome protection task.

Generally speaking, the main tasks of horror dungeons are divided into many types, including finding out the truth, finding items, completing commissions, escaping from desperate situations, surviving within a time limit... But if you ask the survivors which type they are most reluctant to encounter, the protection task is definitely the first.

As we all know, the brain circuits of NPCs in horror dungeons are different from those of ordinary people, and it is difficult to understand and communicate with ordinary people. It is harder than climbing to the sky to protect them or persuade them not to commit suicide.

There was a bloody case in the infinite loop. In a certain A-level dungeon, the survivors need to protect the whole family and escape from the pursuit of evil spirits.

According to the routine of the protection task, as long as you can protect one person in the family, it can be counted as the completion of the main task. But in this copy, the whole family seemed to be under a spell, and they had to run back to their own death. The gourd baby saved his grandfather, and they were sent to the evil spirits one by one, which eventually led to the tragic annihilation of the entire team of survivors.

Just like the deserted village in front of us.

If the trainees can't even stay in the village, how can they be protected?

Obviously, the others also realized this and stepped forward.

"Yes, yes, we are just temporarily escaping, and will not affect the people in your village."

"Brothers, please be kind, we will rest here for seven or eight days and leave, and we will never disturb you."

After seeing the anxiety on these people's faces, Wang Shou's eyes turned.

He waved his hand, signaling the villagers behind him to be patient, and put on an impatient attitude.

"Okay, you can stay if you want. But the village can't let you eat for free, you have to give some benefits."

Benefits?

Everyone looked at each other.

[Giving some benefits is too real]

[Come to think of it, trainees shouldn't have money in this era, right?]

A trainee asked, "What benefits are you talking about...?"

Wang Shou picked up the hoe on the ground and pointed at the trainee's backpack.

The other villagers exchanged glances.

It's not like there haven't been people who fled to Tongbai Village, but this is the first time that they have brought so many bulging things with them.

"But--" the trainee hesitated.

Although they are all refugees, they have different identities, and the things in their bags are different.

The villagers got impatient, "Stop talking nonsense, take off your bags if you want to live in the village!"

The scene fell into a stalemate.

What no one expected was that the black-clad Azan who had been standing on the edge of the crowd was the first to move.

He walked over and threw the bag in front of the villagers.

Several pairs of dirty hands pulled the knot together, and after seeing the things inside, everyone's eyes turned green.

There was nothing in the package of the black-clad Azan, except for a few copper coins and a handful of gray dried meat.

The people around the package were so angry that they reached out to take it, but Wang Shou smashed it with a hoe.

"What are you in such a hurry?! I haven't even taken it yet, but you are so brave."

He was the son of the village chief, a well-known bully, and he was the first to get the good things in the village. Even if a bloody hole was smashed in the hand, the villagers dared not talk back, but only smiled humbly.

Wang Shou snorted coldly, turned around, picked up a piece of dried meat and stuffed it into his mouth.

The eyes of the villagers behind him were all glued to his hand, revealing straightforward greed and desire, and the sound of swallowing saliva came one after another.

In recent years, famine has swept the whole land. The weather was not good and locusts passed through the border. I don't know how many people starved to death in one county. When there were many, dozens of floating corpses could be seen in the river next door every day.

In this situation, people can't eat enough, so how can they take care of livestock? The only pigs and cattle in the village had disappeared two years ago. Even the bark of the trees in the mountains had been stripped clean by the hungry people. All they had to eat for a meal was ground leaves, not to mention meat.

Although they were well fed, Wang Shou felt a strange thirst in his stomach.

"It's OK. The taste is far worse than the white meat in the back of our village."

He smacked his lips and kicked the remaining dried meat and copper coins into his arms. "Okay, you're allowed."

The other trainees whispered in the back, looking relieved.

"So easy? Just hand in your bag to pass?"

"I just checked, and there are some dry food in my bag."

There were also trainees who wanted to cry but had no tears, "Ah! What should I do? There is no package in my identity setting."

"I don't have it either. Can we not get in?"

After entering the infinite loop, the survivors' physiological functions are stopped. Although they can still satisfy their appetite, they don't have to eat like humans, and they won't starve to death if they don't eat like the NPCs in these copies. Besides, even if they were greedy, they couldn't look down on these inferior foods after having eaten the delicacies in the kitchen of the trainee dormitory.

With an S-level leader, many trainees obediently walked to the villagers' surveillance and lined up to wait for looting.

Those trainees without packages could only stand aside awkwardly.

[Did they just announce the camp? Now everyone looks very alert]

[Yes, they seem to be staring at the packages, but why do some people have packages and some don't? ]

[This... maybe refugees are also divided into high and low, light the candle.jpg]

[I think this idea is right. If it is an insider, even if the dress is the same, there must be some difference in the personal belongings, right? Just now in the square, everyone's eyes were on him, and it would be a bit difficult to move secretly]

[Alas, it's a pity that this game only opens collective cameras, not individual live broadcast rooms, otherwise at least we viewers can easily guess who the insider is]

Zong Jiu is calm and composed. He originally has nothing on his body, and the yellow talisman and soul-catching bell are tied around his waist.

Since it is a prop, it can be put into the system space. If it is really bad, just put the exclusive props of the corpse driver into the system backpack and it will be done. There is no need to worry about exposing your identity because of this little thing.

After everyone checked, not to mention the trainees, even the barrage could not figure out the reason.

The other side also came to an end.

A lot of food was looted, and the villagers were overjoyed and their attitudes were relaxed.

"Okay, since you have paid the benefits, our village will temporarily take you in for a while."

But there were more than 30 people in front of him, and Wang Shou remembered that there were not so many empty houses in the village.

He thought about it, "How about this, you take those who have paid the food to the empty house, and take those who have not paid the food to the back of the old locust tree."

The villager named Lao Qiang suddenly looked up, hesitant: "Will there be anything wrong over there?"

"What can be wrong."

Wang Shou said impatiently, "It's been so long, and you are just talking nonsense."

Lao Qiang didn't dare to refute, so he had to agree repeatedly.

Before leaving, Wang Shou motioned him to come closer.

"Keep an eye on this group of people, they must have some big fish."

Not far away, Zong Jiu mixed in with the team that had not paid for food, and silently drew a card for the "behind the old locust tree" they mentioned.

The white-haired young man lowered his head, looked at the reversed card in his hand calmly, and fell into deep thought.

He drew the thirteenth card of the Major Arcana, Death.