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Chapter 672 September is Spicy!
Upon hearing this, the others finally noticed that there was an extra person in their group photo.

Wen Qin, sweating profusely, stared at the extra "person" in the photo.

Suddenly, this "person" appeared behind them, his cloudy eyes fixed on the camera.

He looked into those cloudy eyes, his hand holding the photo trembling slightly.

Lemon, her face pale, said, "It... is already behind us. Couldn't it kill us next?"

what happened……

Wen Qin Tan Jiu never expected the ghost to move so quickly.

This was a three-day dungeon run, but the ghost arrived behind them within an hour.

Does this mean that the only way to survive in this instance is to avoid taking photos from the start?

As long as they don't take pictures, ghosts can't kill them?
But at that time, there was simply no time to react!
Does entering a dungeon mean you have to roll away and run to the side?
The one who smiled and made a peace sign at the camera was already considered quick-witted.

As he thought about it, he looked up at the person smiling and making a peace sign at the camera.

The doctor was stroking his chin, staring intently at the photo, without a trace of panic on his face.

You should know that this extra "person" is right behind him!

While having a calm teammate is generally a good thing, this teammate is a bit too calm.

“This ghost,” Gu Mian pointed to the person in the photo, “could it be killing someone through a photo? If that’s the case, then it’s acting way too fast.”

If the ghost kills through a photograph, then it's going to be difficult.

Gu Mian had no way to travel into the photo and was helpless against it.

Wen Qin, unaware of Gu Mian's thoughts, stared intently at the photograph: "Right now, we don't know, at least not until the first person dies, we can't be sure how they were killed..."

These words sent a chill down everyone's spine.

The death protection mechanism has long been disabled; if you want to figure out the patterns in the dungeon, you'll have to pay with your own life.

At this moment, Yu Ji spoke up: "This photo changed while we weren't paying attention, right? If we keep staring at it, will the ghost stop moving?"

Wen Qin thought the suggestion was feasible.

“Let’s try this method. We have no clues, so we can’t let go of any hypothesis about our chance of survival.” He said, looking at the group photo in his hand. “We’ll take turns staring at this photo. I’ll go first. The others should also pay attention to the other photos; ghostly figures might appear in those photos as well.”

The other three took the initiative to observe other photos.

To enhance the atmosphere of the scene, Gu Mian pretended to examine several photos closely. She even slipped a few into Chu Changge's pocket next to her.

Meanwhile, Xu Xingcheng, who was standing next to him, showed no awareness of being an NPC and was urging Gu Mian to hurry up and tear through the dungeon.

"I can sense that my true self has a plan that will shake the heavens and earth. As long as you fail a few more dungeons, I will regain my memories and tell you about this plan."

"I'm very weak, so you have to be careful to protect me. Although I can be resurrected, it will be very painful to die."

"I heard that the saintess also put an anchor on you. Let me see what it looks like..."

"You know the Holy Maiden?" Gu Mian turned to look at him.

The "Saintess" comes from Gu Mian and his three useless save point instances.

Of course, the dungeon's name wasn't that inappropriate. Gu Mian remembered that the Saintess's dungeon was called something like "Angel's Redemption."

He is the older brother I met in this instance.

“I vaguely know a little bit,” Xu Xingcheng recalled. “After my memories were awakened, I also had some information about other NPCs in my head, but it didn’t feel like any useful information.”

Speaking of which, Gu Mian remembered that the "Saintess" also had another name, which was the Goddess of Doctrine.

Like evil gods, they are named after gods.

"Isn't this Saintess a key figure in the lower-dimensional world?" Gu Mian asked. Xu Xingcheng thought seriously, "My memories are all fragmented. The only thing I remember about this person is that she's called Saintess. It doesn't sound as sophisticated as my name, so I don't think she is."

It turns out that Xu Xingcheng, who has lost most of his memories, judges key figures by whether their names sound sophisticated.

That's really unreliable.

So Gu Mian ordered Xu Xingcheng to recite the names of all the NPCs he could remember.

Chu Changge filled an entire page with names in his pink floral notebook.

Gu Mian glanced at the list and saw several familiar names, such as "Number One" and "Divergent," prominently displayed.

Just as Gu Mian and Chu Changge were memorizing the names Xu Xingcheng had given, Hao Laoshi, who was sitting in the front seat, kept turning around to look at them.

Several times, he even made eye contact with Chu Changge, who suddenly looked up.

Hao Laoshi was so frightened that he dared not look up.

The female player named Su Lian next to Hao Laoshi kept her head down, as if she was looking at something.

Liu Yin, in the driver's seat, frequently observed them through the rearview mirror.

I could probably tell that my colleague wasn't acting quite right today.

Wen Qin and her team's method of "staring at the photo" seemed to be effective. The car drove smoothly for almost an hour, during which time the extra person in the photo did not move at all.

After staring at photos in the car for an hour, Wen Qin felt a bit carsick.

He stared at the photo and said to Tonight White next to him, "Look at it for a while longer, I'm feeling a little dizzy."

Tonight, Bai accepted the photo, his eyes fixed on the extra person standing behind the nine of them.

Looking at the man's cloudy eyes, Jin Yebai felt uneasy.

Is the only way out for this instance to make them stare at photos?

If that's really the case, then it's too easy.

An ominous premonition lingered in his mind, a feeling that things were not so simple.

"Did you find anything in the other photos?" Wen Qin Tanjiu asked, turning her gaze to the others.

Yu Ji and Lemon didn't feel sour and shook their heads.

“These photos are all normal; we didn’t find anything unusual.”

Wen Qin talked about wine and then looked at Gu Mian.

Gu Mian glanced at the photos in her hand: "There's nothing wrong with these."

It seems the ghost is only related to that group photo, Wen Qin pondered over wine.

"Just because these photos don't show anything unusual now doesn't mean they won't show anything in the future. We must not let our guard down. Also, looking at the photos isn't necessarily a sure way out; we still need to consider whether there are other ways to survive..."

While Wen Qin was talking about wine to motivate her teammates, Gu Mian was putting the photo in her hand on the car seat and plopped down on it.

This way, it doesn't take up your hands and also prevents the photos from being blown away by the wind.

At this moment, Liu Yin, who was in the driver's seat, suddenly spoke up: "We'll be at the company in about ten minutes. When you get off the bus, don't forget to take your things with you. Our car is rented, and we need to return it to the rental company. We don't want anyone to find that they forgot their things on the bus after we've driven it away."

Hearing this, Gu Mian thought for a moment, then took out the photo that she had just warmed up under her butt and stuffed it into the guitar bag behind her.

That way I won't forget to take it with me.

Let me set a small goal: this month I'll aim for 10,000 words a day every day! (Sincerely)

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