The moment the two entered, the lights in the dark room came on.
This is an operating room, or perhaps a morgue would be a more fitting description.
The large room contained seven large beds arranged side by side.
There were already five beds occupied, but the faces of the people on the beds were not clearly visible, as they were covered by a blue cloth.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time." A waiter wearing a mask and a white coat stood by the bed on the far right of the entrance. He held a scalpel and suddenly stabbed at the corpse on the bed.
The knife pierced the corpse's chest, and then the corpse on the bed actually moved, even causing the entire bed to shake.
"pain!"
The corpse even made a sound, and it was a sound that both Lu Shi and Ye Bugui were familiar with.
That was Sherry's voice.
"Why are you all standing there!" Dr. Wang pulled the scalpel out, stuck out his tongue, licked the blood from the tip, then squinted his eyes, looking as if he were savoring a delicious treat. "I haven't seen such outstanding players in a long time. Clear-headed, efficient, and each of you has a clear role to play."
Dr. Wang put the scalpel back into his breast pocket: "Unlike them, who were foolish enough to find their roommate and reveal their identities."
Upon hearing this, Lu Shi suddenly felt guilty, because it was he who had suggested this approach to several female players.
Dr. Wang continued, seemingly oblivious to the fact that they actually thought their brothers, who had taken over the status of only children, would sympathize with them. The most foolish thing a woman can do is trust men more than she trusts herself.
"When you were having an easy time, they were knocked unconscious by their own brother and brought to me."
"Are they dead?" Lu Shi asked calmly.
“Dead? Not yet.” Dr. Wang sighed, held his hand up to the white light, and immediately more than a dozen branches that looked like barbs sprouted from the back of his hand: “If you had come any later, I would have already enjoyed a feast.”
At this moment, Dr. Wang took off his mask, and his mouth had become a huge black hole.
When he opened his mouth, countless charred black hands were crawling out.
"However, as a gourmet, I prefer to save my stomach for the main course. As for these desserts, I'll just eat them after I'm full."
A black, spiral-shaped piece of dead wood covered with lips extended out.
Lu Shi suppressed his nausea and guessed that it must be Dr. Wang's tongue.
However, this appearance inevitably reminded him of the demon from the previous dungeon.
Both involve cannibalism and both have tentacles covered in lips. Is there any connection between these two things?
Just then, the withered tree that was clearly a meter away from Lu Shi suddenly sprouted from Lu Shi's abdomen.
Just as if it had taken root and sprouted, the withered trees, after being soaked in blood, regained their vitality and even grew flowers watered with blood.
“I’m different from all the guys you’ve met before.”
Dr. Wang licked his lips, a casual yet slightly smug expression on his face.
"Don't get distracted, that will only make you die faster."
As for Ye Bugui's painful roars and furious actions, in Dr. Wang's eyes, they were just a short skit to whet the appetite before the main course.
He wanted to stop there; all eight players would be devoured by him and become sacrifices to the Black Tai Sui.
If you kill ten more players, Lord Black Tai Sui will descend.
"Lu Shi!"
Ye Bugui had already run to Lu Shi's side. He couldn't believe that in just a moment, Lu Shi, who had just been talking to him, was lying on the ground with his stomach ripped open.
If a normal person were to bleed this much like Lu Shi, they would have died long ago.
Ye Bugui still hugged Lu Shi and tried to break the tree growing on the wound with his hands, still waiting for a miracle to happen.
"Lu Shi! Lu Shi, wake up! You are the Demon Lord, how could you just die like this!"
So heartbroken was Ye Bugui that he hallucinated and saw Lu Shi smiling.
He seemed to be speaking.
Wait! Ye Bugui snapped back to reality. This wasn't a hallucination; it was real.
"Quickly use your skills to pull us and him into your territory!"
After saying this, Lu Shi closed his eyes, and a few more strands of hair hidden on his back turned white.
The pain in his chest, the darkness that enveloped him—all felt so familiar.
...
"Hello!"
Hey! Are you still alive?
"Holy crap, is he already dead? I feel like his body is rotting, let's throw him away!"
Several children ran to a corner of the cave and tried to drag their companion, whose stomach had been ripped open, away.
"open."
The boy's handsome face was cold and pale, making him look like a corpse that had been frozen for thousands of years.
"I'm alive."
The boys scattered in all directions, not daring to stay near Lu Shi.
But they couldn't control their mouths and were still whispering among themselves, "How many trials has he passed?"
"Who knows? Anyway, no one here is better than him."
"Will we do this in the future, cutting open our bellies with axes?"
"Don't worry, with your constitution, you'd be dead before you even reach that point!"
Lu Shi's ears twitched, but he didn't take their words to heart. Instead, he put the intestines that had accidentally fallen out back into his stomach and waited for the wound to heal slowly.
Does it hurt?
Of course it hurts. But he seems to have gotten used to it by now.
All he knew was that he had to survive to the end.
...
"Heavenly Demonic Body...bug...fixed..."
"All attributes increase by 5 points..."
"Sudden enlightenment about the immortal art of the Yellow Springs Dead Water."
The wind blew Lu Shi's long hair, and he opened his eyes.
That moment was voted the most beautiful moment of the year by all the viewers in the live stream.
A long-haired beauty was leaning against a peach tree, and petals drifted down in the wind, landing on her delicate face.
Lu Shi's chest wound had also healed, leaving only a pink mark on his robe.
“Where is this…” Lu Shi looked around and found himself in a courtyard with petals scattered all over the ground.
Behind him, a clear, mirror-like stream flowed gently by.
He almost thought he had returned to the world of cultivation, and even arrived at a celestial site.
Fortunately, Lu Shi did not suffer from amnesia, so he knew very well that he had come to Ye Bugui's town.
What kind of dungeon is this? Lu Shi stood up, looking for Ye Bugui.
The door to the small wooden house in the courtyard was pushed open, and a man wearing a blue robe came out.
That's none other than Ye Bugui, except for the horns on his head that really distracted from the scene. Even Ye Bugui's domineering face looked a bit too effeminate in comparison.
“You…” Lu Shi took a deep breath, finally managing to hold back his laughter: “What’s with the horns on your head?”
"Um..." Ye Bugui coughed, placed his hand on Lu Shi's shoulder, and turned him around: "Can we talk about this after we've dealt with the Boss?"
He glanced at Lu Shi, first muted the live stream, then asked, "I have something I want to ask you. What happened to you just now? I thought you were dead."
"Didn't you already know?" Lu Shi then realized that he had misunderstood. Could it be that Ye Bugui wasn't as intelligent as he thought?
"Know what?" Ye Bugui truly didn't know. He only guessed that Lu Shi had a trump card, but he didn't know the specifics of that card.
"My technique," Lu Shi whispered in Ye Bugui's ear, standing on tiptoe, "can bring me back to life and awaken some of my abilities. However, it can only be used once per instance."
"I ⚹!" Ye Bugui couldn't help but swear. He wanted to hug Lu Shi and shout, "Coach, I want to cultivate immortality!"
"But that must have hurt a lot, right?" Ye Bugui asked worriedly.
Lu Shi was stunned for a long time.
He thought Ye Bugui would be curious about his power, want to possess this magical technique, or be afraid of someone like him who was cursed.
Unexpectedly, he would first ask if I was in pain.
“I’m used to it.” Lu Shi looked into the distance, only then noticing a hidden mountain path outside the courtyard. “Will it come from there?”
"Hmm, this instance is a bit like a maze, with quite a few traps. We can rest for a while before he finds us."
"Then tell me the story of the dungeon first." Lu Shi noticed a swing hanging under a peach tree in the courtyard, so he simply sat on it.
He had only intended to sit still, but unexpectedly Ye Bugui had already circled around behind him and then pushed Lu Shi into the air.
"In this instance, you and I are both essentially instance bosses. I'm the one in the open, and you're the player who's responsible for helping me."
"What else could it be?" Lu Shi was stunned.
"Of course, this is a no-rule combat dungeon, and there aren't many of them. The players who help the Boss clear the dungeon face the greatest difficulty, but also receive the most rewards."
On the other side, our great Black Tai Sui's most loyal follower, the King of Good Family Apartments, the arrogant divine messenger Dr. Wang, is still climbing the mountain.
Why does a dungeon boss have to clear stages to kill players?
Isn't this a role reversal?
A note from the author:
Thank you so much for your support! I will continue to work hard!
Chapter 50
☪ Good Family Apartment (The End)