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The samurai-haired youth glanced at the hooded girl's right hand, which was tucked into her clothes, and said, "Miss Hood...would you mind showing us your numbers?"

“Her number is 17,” Fan Xiao said. “I asked her. She was dragged into this with five enemies. There were three parts in Obsidian City. She killed those three as soon as she entered the instance, and the other two disappeared.”

“So…” the samurai head speculated, “the other two were assigned to Silver City and were killed by the hooded lady in the last cycle… no wonder there are two fewer people in Silver City this time.”

"do you have any opinion?"

The hooded girl asked in a cold voice.

That guy, Van Mida... he's a real psychopath; he doesn't even blink when he's lying.

The number she was holding was actually 19.

So... what kind of evil scheme is this pervert up to now?

"No, no, don't misunderstand, I'm just analyzing the intelligence."

The samurai-headed youth quickly waved his hand and continued his analysis: "One cycle, two people who are completely dead, the number 17... If our initial number is 6, it would correspond perfectly."

"Miss Hood and the players of Silver City are in opposing factions. Killing players from the opposing faction will carry over the numbers. Once the numbers are gone, dying in a loop means you are truly dead."

"I just don't understand why some players have a number 3..."

"Perhaps besides reincarnation, there are other dangers that could cause the numbers to decrease," the handsome young man guessed. "Didn't the game warn us that nighttime is extremely dangerous? Maybe there's a crisis at night that could cause the numbers to drop?"

At this point in the discussion, all the players fell silent for a few seconds.

Players from Obsidian City and Silver City displayed a wary attitude towards each other.

The couple who originally planned to stick with the Obsidian City faction also quietly moved closer to Neilong and the others.

The number represents the number of cycles—what this means is something all players know perfectly well.

"There's no need for everyone to be so nervous."

Seeing this, the handsome young man stepped forward to smooth things over, saying, "Think about the images of death in our minds. We all died in the last cycle, which is enough to show that this instance is extremely dangerous. Now is not the time for infighting."

"And...we all died in hell, does that mean...if we don't stop hell from invading, everyone will die, is this prophecy true?"

"The prophecy is probably true, but it has nothing to do with us in this cycle of reincarnation."

Fan Xiao suddenly gave a conclusion, which attracted the attention of all the players.

Facing everyone's curious gazes, he pointed to the corpses of several monsters lying around him and continued, "There are only a handful of monsters near the entrance to hell, which is very unusual. In addition, the light at this fixed entrance is very dim..."

He recounted his guess.

The result of "preventing hell from invading" has been preserved in this cycle of reincarnation.

After hearing his explanation, the handsome young man was the first to react: "In other words, we no longer need to stop Hell from invading?"

He exclaimed with delight, "That's great news!"

"No, this is actually bad news."

Fan Xiao's sudden rebuttal surprised everyone.

The samurai-headed youth frowned and asked, "What do you mean?"

"In the last cycle of reincarnation, we prevented Hell from invading. But we still died, and we died in Hell. Why?"

Fan Xiaolu said with a thoughtful expression, "I guess it's very likely that there was a huge danger in the outside world, forcing us to take refuge in Hell. As a result, we were attacked by alien monsters in Hell and died there."

“A huge danger…” the handsome young man guessed, “Could it be related to the ‘extreme danger at night’ mentioned in the game’s hints?”

“That must be it,” the samurai-headed youth said with a gloomy face. “I thought the danger at night referred to hell, but I didn’t expect it to be the outside world… We didn’t survive the first cycle, and we probably won’t survive the second one either.”

"There can't be no way out, can there?" Nelong was a little skeptical: "This kind of dungeon design is completely unreasonable, and theoretically it shouldn't exist."

"There should be a way out, but... we didn't find any clues in the last cycle."

Fan Xiao then gave the most likely answer, saying, "We didn't find it last time, and the probability of finding it this time is also very small."

"If we want to survive, we can't just passively wait for danger to strike this time; we must take the initiative!"

“But until danger strikes, we don’t know what danger is or where it comes from.” Nelong asked, “So… how do we take the initiative?”

"By being proactive, I mean adopting a different strategy."

Fan Xiao shared his thoughts: "The dangers of the night are unknown, so surviving for seven days is extremely difficult. But don't forget, we have another mission—to eliminate the true King Caesar."

"The second dungeon quest is usually more difficult than the first, right?" the samurai-headed youth said.

"Don't think with habitual thinking. The game never explicitly states that the first task is the easiest."

Fan Xiao shook his head: "I only encountered the first one which was the most difficult, and the following tasks were very simple. I think... this is probably a trap designed by the dungeon boss based on the players' habitual thinking."

"Damn! There are such insidious dungeon bosses?"

The handsome young man cursed.

Fan Xiao's words broadened his horizons.

I'll have to be more careful when entering dungeons in the future.

Fan Xiao continued, "I don't know which of the two tasks is more difficult in this instance."

"However... with the Reincarnation event as a backup, we can give it a try first. Let's try the second dungeon quest this time."

"Perfect timing. We can use items in Hell. Let's lure Caesar the True King there, and then all 14 of us players can attack together. Our chances of winning are pretty high. After all..."

He paused, then reminded everyone, "This is just a C-rank dungeon after all. There's no reason why the True King Caesar should be so strong that we combined can't beat him. Otherwise... this quest would violate the game's balance and wouldn't be issued to C-rank players like us."

“Hmm… Brother Fan, you’re right.” Nelong nodded and said, “I think we can give it a try. Compared to the unknown and enormous crisis, at least we have the initiative in our hands when dealing with the true king Caesar.”

"Your plan... is a bit too risky," the samurai-haired youth frowned. "What if it fails?"

"If we fail, the worst-case scenario is simply dying again."

Fan Xiao shrugged and said, "As I said before, with the reincarnation system as a safety net, we can try a few more times."

"If I fail this time, then before I die, I'll leave a message in hell to pass on to my next reincarnation."

"If the traces of the battles from the previous cycle can be left behind, then it means that information can also be left behind."

After a pause, he suggested, "How about this, let's vote. I'll vote in favor."

"I agree too."

"me too……"

Ultimately, more than half of the players agreed to participate, and the plan to defeat the true King Caesar was finalized.

Fan Xiao reminded Nei Long and the others, "Attracting King Caesar is very simple. According to the pattern I discovered, as long as we expose our player strength in front of humans or kill humans, we can lure King Caesar here."

"To avoid any accidents, let's act before dark. Hmm... how about we start the plan at 7:30 PM outside?"

Upon hearing this, Neilong and the others glanced at the player panel and, based on the 15x time flow rate, estimated the time outside, and were all puzzled.

The samurai-headed youth asked, "Now that the plan is finalized, why not hurry up and take action? 7:30 is a bit too late."

"She and I are going to the Demon Realm to gather some intelligence."

Fan Xiao pointed at the hooded girl and said, "But once the plan begins, there won't be time to gather intelligence."

"Um...okay."

The young man with the samurai head did not doubt the answer.

Hooded girl: "..."

She finally understood.

The pervert is using other players as pawns to attract and distract the true king, Caesar.

In this way, they will encounter much less resistance when they kill the high-ranking members of the two races.

If all goes well, she might wipe out the high-ranking members of the Celestial Race, and even Caesar the True King won't have time to appear and suppress her.

After all, the true King Caesar... values ​​the safety of humanity more.

What a treacherous pervert!

Chapter 442 Okay, you've got some fancy tricks up your sleeve.

Outside time, 6:40 PM.

The sun had already set, leaving only its afterglow to illuminate the earth. The sky, set against the backdrop of the red clouds, seemed to be ablaze, though the light was considerably dimmer than before.

Fan Xiao and his group of 14 returned to Longxi Village from Hell, found many villagers, and inquired about information regarding the Celestial Race and the Demon Race.

From a large number of unsubstantiated rumors and legends, Fan Xiao compiled a list of the palaces and residences of the Celestial Race and the Demon Race.

Yes, the court—although the two kings have some conflicts with their own people, they are still the kings of their people, and the necessary rules and formalities must still be observed.

The palace is essentially the headquarters of both groups, but it's unknown how many high-ranking officials usually go there.

In addition to the locations of the two palaces, he also compiled a list of the locations of many private residences of dual-race nobles.

After a moment's thought, Van Chau decided to go and see the nearest "Duchy of Tal" first.

This idea coincided with his thoughts during his first reincarnation—unfortunately, he was unaware of this. At most, based on his own thought patterns, he could guess that he might have beaten and interrogated a high-ranking member of the demon race during his first reincarnation.

After organizing the location information, Fan Xiao and the hooded girl headed to their destination.

Before leaving, he reminded Neilong and the others, "If we don't get back by 7:30, you don't need to wait for us. Just start the plan to lure and subdue us."

"This is very irrational!" The samurai-headed youth frowned. "Losing two people will reduce our fighting strength."

"My evolution rate is only 63%, and I'm a cannibal player with no talent and not many good items... Hmm, I do have a good item to help me escape."

Fan Xiao shrugged and said, "If we don't talk about our ability to escape, I estimate that I am the weakest one in our group. Whether the expedition plan includes me or not is actually the same."

"What we need is Miss Hood's help!"

"That's what the samurai-headed youth said rather rudely."

Knowing that Fan Xiao was weak, a slight hint of smugness flashed in his eyes, but he hid it well.

"Don't worry, if there's still no progress by 7:30, she'll be back in time," Fan Xiao said. "At her speed, she can get to Hell in a minute at most and fight alongside you."

"Can't we just not go?" the handsome young man asked, stepping forward. "Or, shall we go to the demon race's side together? That would be safer."

"It's safer to have a backup plan. We can get through either way if we succeed. As for going together... it's getting dark, and we don't have enough time."

Fan Xiao shook his head and said, "I will try to investigate the clues about the crisis at night, while you are responsible for defeating King Caesar."

"The territory of the Demon Race is fraught with unknown dangers. I might fail if I go alone, so I need..."

He glanced at the hooded girl and continued, "We need her as an assistant."

"……All right."

The handsome young man didn't persist any longer.

Fan Xiao took on the task of investigating intelligence in the Demon Clan's territory all by himself. His high level of awareness was advantageous to them, so he naturally didn't say anything more.

Moreover, a player whose C-level evolution rate hasn't even reached its peak is probably as weak as he claims, so whether he participates in the raid or not is irrelevant.

At this moment, Fan Xiao glanced at the red glow in the distant sky and reminded everyone, "Judging from the current sky, night will likely fall after 7:30. Don't miss the best time to make your move."

"Don't worry," Neilong patted Fan Xiao on the shoulder, "Brother Fan, we're counting on you for the intelligence from the Demon Clan."

Fan Xiao nodded, and then bid them farewell for the time being.

After leaving the sight of the villagers of Longxi Village, he and the hooded girl unleashed the speed expected of C-level players, and soon arrived at a manor within the "Duke of Tar".

The manor is filled with beautiful human women of all kinds, all serving Duke Tal alone.

Upon seeing this large-scale lewd party scene, the hooded girl's coldness became like a drawn blade, turning aggressive.

Fan Xiao could understand his junior sister's thoughts.

If he saw a group of young boys being treated like dogs by a powerful woman... well, he probably would just watch for fun and wouldn't feel any empathy or sense of being insulted.

At this moment, the two were lying in ambush on the hills on the outskirts of the manor, where the dense forest concealed their figures.

As Fan Xiao observed the scene inside the manor, he commented, "These must all be human women who came here to work voluntarily, otherwise King Caesar wouldn't have allowed this to happen."

"They're all dressed quite fancy, maids, socialites, princesses in crowns... Pshaw, it's all acting, that's so low-class, so boring!"

"Over there, there's a city called Star Memory, where humans are kept in captivity and raised to be men and women of all kinds of high status, such as princes, princesses, emperors, queens... and even demi-human beast-eared girls, etc. They have much more elaborate ways of doing things than this."

"..."

The hooded girl tilted her head to look at him, her delicate white hands gripping the short sword tightly.