Lucky billion players, you've never seen one before / I can accumulate my own luck

All the players instinctively looked up at the sky and found that the sun had disappeared into the clouds at some point, and the weather had changed from sunny to cloudy—the setting sun was probably fake, as it was impossible for a star to appear in a C-level dungeon.

However, the change in weather felt incredibly real, without any hint of falsehood, and everyone became secretly on guard.

"Why did it suddenly turn cloudy?"

Mongo looked away and murmured something in surprise.

Tanya stared at the sky for a moment, then looked away and said, "Let's hurry up and gather intelligence. It'll probably be dark in two or three hours..."

"Ah...!! Help..."

A scream suddenly came from behind, reaching the ears of every player.

The sound was shrill and mournful, as if it contained immense pain.

Everyone was startled and instinctively moved forward, creating a distance of several meters from the source of the sound, before turning around to look behind them.

There were torn clothes on the ground, stained with a little blood.

Tanya recognized the outfit immediately—it was the same outfit worn by Mongo's teammate, the bearded man who ate people.

"Xize!"

Mongo's expression changed, and he looked around, only to find that the bearded man had already disappeared.

Judging from the blood-stained and tattered clothes on the ground, the bearded man seemed to have been torn apart quickly by something, leaving only a few traces.

The scene was as if... they were being devoured by some unseen creature.

Everyone's heart was in their throat, every nerve was on edge, and they kept a great distance back.

No one dared to touch the remaining clothes on the ground to begin an investigation.

Who knows what crisis might be triggered again?

Tanya said in an unusually serious tone, "The villagers lied to us!"

Based on previous speculation, Red and White Village... or rather, White Village and Red Village should be relatively less dangerous places, so people shouldn't die as soon as they enter!

Unless, they broke some village rule.

What exactly are the rules?

Are the villagers lying?

Or is it half true and half false?

Tanya felt a sense of urgency.

……

Hongcun.

Under the gloomy sky, Fan Xiao and his group of ten approached the huge sign at the entrance of the village.

The village name on the sign was painted on, giving it a rather imposing look.

Fan Xiao withdrew his gaze, looked at Ou En and the others, and smiled, "It's getting late, so I'll trouble you kind-hearted folks to go into the village first and gather some intelligence."

"Don't worry, with the 'heavenly eye' I've opened for you, any intelligence you gather will be transmitted back to us immediately, benefiting us."

There are still more good people than bad in this world.

Owen: "..."

Hold back!

Can't be angry!

Otherwise, they might have been killed by this demon before they even entered the village!

"Oh, right, I need to give you a heads-up."

Fan Xiao kindly reminded him, "'Sky Eye' is a bit mischievous, so you'd better not provoke it, such as by touching or poking it with your hands. If it gets angry, it might suddenly pop out and randomly pick a lucky villager from Hongcun to smash into it. Its strength... well, it can definitely give an ordinary person a good heartbeat without any problem."

You son of a bitch… Owen really wanted to curse, but he held back when he thought of the bastard’s tyranny in front of him.

Before he knew it, he had developed a good temper that he never dared to imagine in the past.

"Ok?"

Fan Xiao suddenly turned his head and looked into the distance along the road by the village.

After the others noticed his unusual behavior, they all turned their gaze in the direction he was looking.

A graceful figure came running over with slightly unsteady steps.

As they got closer, everyone recognized her identity—she was the only woman among the five cannibalistic players.

"Oh, what a rare guest." Fan Xiao looked at the cannibalistic female player and laughed, "You've returned so quickly, it seems the road ahead is blocked."

As he spoke, he activated his psionic "Flesh Progenitor," communicating with the tiny flesh creature left on the other's trouser leg and reading the information it had recorded in specific flesh textures.

Just like deciphering Morse code.

This information recording method was designed by Li Xian at his request, which indirectly solved his deficiency in psychic abilities—when the distance is too far, he will lose the "shared perspective of flesh and blood creatures".

After reading the information, Fan Xiao quickly figured out Canglang's background—and, the name Canglang was also recorded in the information.

"It's you!"

Upon seeing Fan Xiao, Cang Lang was instantly enraged. His eyes blazed with fury, and he hissed, "I'll kill you, you dog!"

She was about to take action after she finished speaking.

However, she stopped after taking a step and looked at the six people, including Owen, standing to the side with suspicion.

Three eyes...what the heck?!

How come in such a short time, this team led by that idiot superior dog has grown such deformed things on their foreheads?

It must be a genetic mutation!

On the other side, after hearing Canglang's cursing, Owen and the others all cast gloating glances at her.

The wolf felt a little uneasy under his gaze.

Something seems... off?

Why are you looking at her like that?

At this moment, Fan Xiao's voice rang out again: "You dare to yell at me? You actually dare to yell at me?"

He shouted in a frenzied manner, "I fucking hate people who swear the most! You bastard, you deserve to die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his blood-red cloak flew off...

……

One minute later.

The wolf, whose "heavenly eye" had been opened, revealed a terrible expression as if it had been completely ruined.

Seeing her miserable state, Fan Xiao reluctantly forgave her previous rudeness and said, "Alright, you seven, go into the village and step on the landmines. Be quick and don't waste my precious time."

Damn it! You're not even going to pretend anymore... Owen was furious, so he turned around and led the way into the Red Village.

Chapter 535: How did he turn from an enemy into a sycophant?

The architectural style inside Hongcun is relatively backward. At a glance, thatched houses occupy most of the view, and the number of tiled houses can be counted on two hands and two feet.

Despite the backward atmosphere, the number of villagers in Hongcun is quite large.

After entering the village, Owen and his group of seven felt as if they had entered a bustling town, with crowds of people coming and going.

They gathered in twos and threes, chatting and bustling about, making the village look very lively.

Owen's "third eye" on his forehead swirled as he carefully observed the villagers. He noticed that they were all dressed in coarse linen clothes and each carried a black umbrella at their waist, making their attire quite strange.

"Are we really going to keep putting up with his coercion?" Canglang chimed in, trying to sow discord. "You seem like someone special, how can you be so submissive? There are seven of us, if we all attack together..."

"Enough!" Owen snapped at the wolf, saying bluntly, "Stop with your little schemes! Don't even think about hitting me! Otherwise... I'll fucking kill you first!"

Meeting Canglang's gaze, he finished cursing with disdain, then quickly put on a respectful expression and said, "Also, don't lump us together! We were captivated by Mr. Fan's personal charisma and voluntarily obeyed his orders. We are not like you, a coward who bullies the weak and fears the strong."

"..."

The wolf looked at him with suspicion.

This guy... is he shameless?

Is it just that people are inherently despicable, or is that really what they think?

Owen looked at Canglang, sneered, and mentally judged him as a frog in a well with a narrow view of the sky!

He ignored the idiot and strode forward, soon approaching a villager who was carrying water.

“Sir,” Owen asked, “it looks lively here, is there some kind of event going on?”

Fan Xiao asked him to ask this question.

Fan Xiao's prompt came directly from the "Sky Eye" and was transmitted to him via bone conduction.

The old man carrying water put down his carrying pole, glanced at Owen and the others, and replied warmly, "No strangers, are you from out of town? Our village is indeed holding an event these days."

Seeing that everyone's attention was focused on him, the old man chuckled and said, "It's good news! Someone in the village is getting married, and holding a wedding banquet is the most important event in our Hong Village."

"Out-of-towners, your timing is perfect! Why don't you stay and join us for the wedding banquet? What do you say, offer your blessings to the newlyweds?"

“Well…we need to discuss this,” Owen said. “We still have friends outside the village who haven’t come in yet; we need to let them know first.”

After explaining, he continued, "Old man, do you know how to leave this place? To be honest, we came out to explore, but we got lost here and have been walking for a long time without finding our way out."

"No rush, no rush."

The old man chuckled and said, "Ordinary people really can't get out of this area. There are mountain demons roaming everywhere outside, it's very dangerous."

"If you want to leave, you have to go to the village chief. The village chief will take you to the Ghost Goddess Temple to offer prayers."

"Only those who have received the protection of the Ghost Goddess can pass through the dense miasma outside and truly leave this region."

"Ghost Queen? Mountain Spirit?" Owen asked, "What do you mean?"

The old man's expression became devout and respectful: "This happened a long time ago. I heard it from my elders when I was a child."

"Rumor has it that a disaster caused by an earth dragon once occurred around Hongcun. The earth dragon turned over, causing all the mountain spirits in the mountains to come out and wreak havoc outside."

“During that time, the mountain spirit often stole children from the village and ate them, causing everyone great suffering.”

"Later, the Ghost Goddess appeared and lent her power to our ancestors. In this way, the entire Red Village worked together to drive the mountain ghost out of the village."

"From then on, the Ghost Goddess took up residence in Red Village, becoming the deity worshipped by the village, protecting us generation after generation from the calamities of the mountain ghosts..."

The old man vividly recounted a legendary story.

Owen and the others listened with great interest.

After the old man finished speaking, Owen asked, "Could you take us to the village chief?"

"The village chief is busy with wedding preparations and doesn't have any free time right now," the old man said, shaking his head. "If you want to worship the Ghost Goddess through the village chief and receive her protection, you can rest in the village for a few days first."

“Okay.” Owen then asked, “So… is there anything I should be aware of while staying in Red Village? For example… are there any rules to follow in the village?”

"Rules? What rules?" The old man looked at Owen with a slightly puzzled expression. "Why don't you just settle in normally? There are some empty houses in our village. You can tidy them up a bit, get some bedding from the villagers, and you'll be able to move in."

"Really no manners?"

Owen said, somewhat surprised.

He asked the question himself, not on Van Chau's instructions.

There are no rules... This contradicts the second rule of the game.

"What rules are there?" the old man said speechlessly. "As long as you don't kill or set fires, you can live a normal life here. What rules could there be?"

“Alright,” Owen abandoned that question and instead asked, “Sir, have you heard of… White Village?”

"Bai Village? Never heard of it." The old man shook his head. "There's only one village like ours in this area. Young man, why do you always ask such strange questions? Never mind, you guys can wander around the village yourselves. I have to cook, so I'll go take care of that now."

After saying that, he picked up the carrying pole again and walked away into the distance.

at the same time.

Fan Xiao, standing outside the village, looked thoughtful.

By observing micro-expressions, he deduced that the old man... was not lying!