Deadly Game: Almighty Boss’s Guide to Making Money

Chapter 1330. The Crimson Farm (3)

—Turns out, it can still be saved.

—The live stream is gone. I thought we were completely eliminated.

—Just wondering: Are the 17 eliminated so far in the plant world or have they gone home?
—If they were in plants, would human thought still be there?
—I'm already terrified, what if I'm scared to death?
—If there's no live stream, they must have gone home!

Going home will be tough too; knowing he's been eliminated will surely terrify him.

—Just thinking about it makes me feel suffocated.

—Now, all the eliminated players will know they are going to die once they leave the game.

Lin Xi looked at the live stream, revealing her dimples.

—Okay, okay.

—We'll go right now.

—What are you going to do?
—You'll see when you get there. Let's go, it'll be good to wander around.

Seeing that most of the viewers understood her meaning, Lin Xi stopped looking at the live stream and instead looked at the dozen or so people around her.

"It seems that no one else is around. Let's search the open area first and see if we can find any clues."

Everyone immediately dispersed.

Lin Xi thought for a moment and then took out her phone.

Surprisingly, there's cell phone signal here.

For now, Huang Jingjing and the others don't need to come over; let them play in other instances.

However, she still sent a message in the group.

—Our instance is particularly disgusting.

The others actually replied to her, so it seems that everyone's dungeon run went well and they weren't too nervous.

Lin Xi was relieved and began searching for clues everywhere.

The dark red ground beneath my feet felt soft and slightly sticky, and with each step I could feel a slight resistance, as if something was quietly tugging at my ankles.

Apart from the blood-red tree, the surrounding area was all open space. Lin Xi searched for a long time but couldn't find any clues.

So does everyone else.

About half an hour later, everyone returned to this side.

They all said they found nothing.

There were no clues, and no danger was encountered.

Old Chen's gaze fell on the distant buildings, and he spoke.

"It seems we still need to go and take a look inside those buildings, or go and check out the bacteria."

Everybody looked over there.

The distant buildings, shrouded in a dark red sky, appeared blurry and oppressive.

The most conspicuous thing is a five-story building with mottled walls. You can vaguely see that the original white paint has been stained with dark red stains. The windows are dark inside, like the mouths of lurking monsters.

Most of the other buildings were low and dilapidated, looking like farm warehouses or dormitories. In contrast, the three-story building seemed more like a place where crucial information might be hidden.

“I agree to go check out that building.” Lin Xi nodded, her gaze sweeping over the group. “But everyone must stay close to the group and not act alone. Also, even if an emergency occurs, don’t let yourself freeze.”

Xiaoyu gripped the folding fruit knife in her hand tightly and softly hummed in response.

"I will stay close to everyone."

Wen Yang then took out a military dagger with a cold gleam from his backpack. The handle was worn smooth, indicating that it was frequently used.

"This dagger of mine is an item. It's not like you can't use other items except to clear the game directly, right?" "No, it wasn't said." Yu Chen replied.

The team quickly took shape, with Yu Chen in front, Lao Chen and Xiao Yu following closely behind, Wen Yang and the others in the middle, and Lin Xi bringing up the rear.

Everyone walked cautiously toward the building.

As the distance closes, the details of the building become clearer.

The wall was not only covered with dark red stains, but also with tiny cracks. Dark red liquid seemed to be slowly flowing in the cracks, and there was a faint, sweet, fishy smell, like blood mixed with rotting plants.

The main entrance of the building consists of two dilapidated wooden doors, with large patches of paint missing from the doors. The doors are ajar, leaving a crack, and it is pitch black inside, so nothing can be seen.

Yu Chen stopped, turned around and gestured for everyone to be quiet, then slowly approached the wooden door. He pressed his ear against the door and listened for a moment, but there was no sound from inside—no footsteps, no breathing.

"There's no sound inside," Yu Chen said in a low voice. "I'll open the door, everyone be on guard."

Everyone summoned their weapons or items.

Old Chen took out a metal baton and swung it hard, making a crisp "snap" sound that was particularly jarring in the quiet environment.

Yu Chen took a deep breath, gripped the doorknob, and pushed the door open forcefully.

A cold wind, carrying a sweet, fishy, ​​and musty smell, rushed out from inside, making everyone shiver.

Behind the door was a small foyer, with some old scraps of paper and dust scattered on the floor. A faded poster hung on the wall, the image on which was blurry and could only be vaguely made out to be a propaganda poster for some farm.

"Go in, watch your step."

Yu Chen was the first to enter the hall, summoned a short crossbow, held it horizontally in front of his chest, and cautiously observed his surroundings.

The others followed closely behind, with Lin Xi being the last to enter. She closed the wooden door behind her to prevent any sudden attack from behind.

"When did you get this?" Lin Xi asked Yu Chen.

"I picked it up in the dungeon two years ago," Yu Chen replied.

"You're even giving away props?" Wen Yang asked.

"I'm not giving any more away. I'll just pick up the items from eliminated players," Yu Chen said. "These days, it's not like only I can use the items."

At the end of the foyer is a staircase leading to the second floor. The staircase handrail is rusty and looks like it could break at any moment.

There is a door on each side, but there are no signs above the doors, so it is impossible to tell what kind of room is inside.

"Let's search the rooms on the first floor first, then go up to the second floor," Lin Xi suggested. "The first floor is relatively safe, and it's easier to evacuate if we encounter danger."

"I agree."

Old Chen walked to the door on the left and tried to push it, but the door didn't budge, as if it were locked.

He then walked to the door on the right, gently pushed it, and the door opened with a creaking sound.

Everyone immediately tensed up and pointed their weapons at the doorway.

The room was dimly lit, with only a few faint rays of light filtering through a hole in the window, illuminating the dust motes dancing in the air.

It was a small room with a few worn-out tables and chairs. The tables were covered in a thick layer of dust and scattered with some discarded documents.

"Looks like an office." Yu Chen, holding a short crossbow, slowly walked into the room. "Xiao Mu, Wen Yang, and I will search the left side. Lao Chen, you guys search the right side. Leave a few more people to guard the door."

Old Chen nodded, brandishing his metal baton, and carefully walked to the right side of the room.

Wen Yang said excitedly, and quickly took out the note.

"'Puppets need to rely on smell to move; they hate spicy smells, and there are dried chilies in the farm's warehouse.'"

Yu Chen immediately went over, took the note, and read it carefully.

The note was slightly yellowed, and the writing on it was in black ink. Although it was a little blurry, it was still clearly legible.

"Puppet?" She frowned. "It seems the danger in this building is the puppet."