Spiritual recovery, become the strongest ghost after death?

He squinted slightly sideways, as if sensing something.

At this moment, the wind in the darkness was still screaming.

This wind brought the ever-changing icy coldness of the ghost town.

It also seemed to bring a small conversation.

That is...

"It's so dark around here!"

"Go fast, don't stop—you'll die if you stop!"

"Damn it, why do I, a small ordinary professional player, come to this kind of place to bring newcomers?"

"..."

Ghost... No, is it a human voice?

player?

Li Re's eyes drooped slightly, and his psychic perception expanded infinitely at this moment.

And almost at the same time—

The information of the park system also flashed into the eyes.

[Newcomer guide task detected (accept/reject)]

...newcomer guide quest?

It was the same as when I was at the beginning—has the trial copy of the newcomer been assigned to the ghost town?

and,

Guide?

Li Re thought of Lao Hu who was the guide in his previous rookie trial mission - and thought of himself and Lu Baixi in the rookie team that time.

After many days, Li Re, who is now a bronze player, has already established a sufficient understanding of the mechanism of the paradise system.

So he knows,

The trial of newcomers is actually not just pure luck.

This is more of a screening mechanism.

Assign people with corresponding talents to the appropriate copy world.

Let them have the opportunity to first obtain part of the power of the corresponding profession——

It's just like Li Re's trial mission is because he and Lu Baixi have the talent of supernatural professions. It's also like Cheng Shiyu said before that her trial dungeon is the mountain and sea world with the system of cultivating immortals.

And this time.

Have any novice players with supernatural professional talents appeared?

Li Zexin thought it seemed interesting.

His heart moved accordingly, and he naturally became interested!

Chapter 182 Who is the ghost?

In the depths of the ghost town, a huge darkness envelops the world like a curtain, immersing everything into an abyss-like image. Amidst the sound of Patapata, there is a figure moving forward cautiously—four people, walking forward slowly as if they were close together.

Although they couldn't see the surrounding environment clearly, at this moment, through each other's deep breathing, they could feel the restlessness, apprehension, and even fear in other people's hearts!

Can you not be afraid?

"Spiritual dungeon... I am too unlucky!"

Among the four people, the one who walked in the front and carefully groped forward couldn't help but speak again.

From the very beginning, he has said such frustrating words more than once. Compared with others, as the 'guide' in this novice trial dungeon, he is more aware of the danger of the current situation than anyone else !

but...

The 'guide' looked up and looked around, then suddenly stopped and said: "Okay, don't go any further—the surrounding area is abnormally dark, and it may be dangerous to go further inside, so stop for now."

"Anyway, let's take a rest first—in case you don't have the strength to run later."

He looked back sideways.

The other three standing in the darkness were slightly silent.

bang.

Someone fell to the ground without standing still, panting violently without stopping.

"By the way, have you just seen how that person died?"

Sudden.

A figure who was still standing asked, with a tone that seemed like a world away—can it not be like a world away?A few hours ago, he was just an ordinary person living in a modern metropolis, and he always sneered at things like weirdness—even though there have been a lot of rumors about it on the Internet recently, and some people even said that before For a while, the entire city of the provincial capital was blocked because of 'haunting', and he didn't care about it.

Yet now.

Strange things like this seem to be happening in front of his eyes-and all this is just because of a small card that suddenly appeared in his pocket!

"No... I didn't see clearly."

The person who fell on the ground raised his head slightly following the voice and responded in this way. The person trembled while speaking, even though he couldn't see his expression clearly, the fear was always exuding.

"I can see clearly, but I'd rather not see clearly."

The third person gave a wry smile and squatted down with the person who fell down, saying, "She was killed by a 'ghost'!"

As soon as this sentence came out, the other two fell silent again.

No matter how much they sneered in the past, the real situation now does not allow them to be ostriches, let alone to be turtles with their eyes closed and pretending not to know anything...

"That guy is just courting death."

At this time, the 'guide' who had been standing by the side spoke again: "When I opened my eyes, I shouted about kidnapping and ransom, and asked me to send her home and pay her compensation, otherwise she would call the police—that idiot Let alone whether I have the ability to send her home, if I am really a kidnapper, I will definitely tear up the ticket when I hear those demands—”

"The voice is still so loud in the ghost town, and it deserves to attract evil spirits!"

"But all newcomers are like this—I think if it wasn't for her death, some of you would have this idea, right?"

The facilitator was straight-talking.

The person who spoke just now didn't respond, as if his heart had been seen through...

"okay."

The 'guide' said irritably: "Now that we have rested enough, let's go."

"This place is too dark, I always feel uneasy—and, remember what I just told you, if you encounter a ghost—don't fight the ghost, move less, watch more, think more, and try to find 'patterns' to avoid hunting."

Those who fell to the ground and squatted got up upon hearing this,

The person who had been standing all the time also nodded slightly, and then suddenly realized that he couldn't see anything clearly in the darkness, and opened his mouth to respond: "Okay."

"Then before you leave, report the number."

The guide was just about to take a step, but in the next second he suddenly turned around as if thinking of something: "Although we are not many people, we must prevent things that shouldn't exist from getting in."

The hearts of the people trembled and they nodded in agreement.

The guide's voice quickly rang in everyone's ears: "'Glasses'."

"Yes." The person who was always standing calmly pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and replied. This is obviously a 'nickname' - or a 'code name' given to him by novice players.

"Old black."

"Here." The man who crouched and stood up replied, the figure swaying in the dark had dark skin.

The 'guide' took a glance and stopped talking. Compared with these three novices, as a veteran black iron player, he could still see something clearly.

When it was over, he said again: "Hat."

"To!"

The one who fell first and seemed the least courageous said he was short, slender and timid in his hat.

"very good."

Seeing everyone responding one after another, the guide nodded in the dark: "Since there are no problems, let's go..."

The three newcomers were about to keep up.

The next second, 'Glasses' suddenly opened his mouth and shouted: "Old Tang!"

The sound suddenly exploded in the darkness.

The already silent world paused.

The other two looked at the man in confusion, and then their expressions suddenly changed slightly in the next second-following the footsteps, they looked at the position of the guide in front of them!

Can't see anything.

But an inexplicable cold breath suddenly climbed up.

Yes.

Said to be 'roll call',

however.

They seem to have forgotten the guide himself—the guide originally called himself 'Old Tang', but now, the glasses spoke his name, but he seemed not to hear it... the footsteps in the darkness still Continue to move forward in Patapata.

that person--

Not 'Old Tang'!

New people realize this.

But it seems to be too late.

Because at this moment, they are entering this dark world under the leadership of this "person" who is obviously not Old Tang.

The 'man' even went on to carry them forward.

What is the purpose.

Obvious-

You must know that in this city, apart from a few of them, there are only 'ghosts'!

"Let's get together, hurry up!" Glasses whispered, as if trying not to think about where the real old Tang went - not thinking about how they would survive if even the old Tang of the veteran player died.

He also didn't give other people time to think about it—now, if you think too much, you will be afraid and even more desperate.

So the best way is to think about nothing.

Go ahead and do it!

The other two also followed their respective voices as if waking up from a dream amidst the words of the glasses.

Patta Pata.

in the dark.

The guide's footsteps still echoed.

He seems to be still walking forward, going away.

The darkness on all sides seemed more and more silent.

"Do you remember which direction we came in from just now?" The glasses that were leaning together asked in a low voice.

The hat shook his head violently!

Old Hei opened his mouth, just about to say something.

Patta Pata... The footsteps of the 'guide' who had just gone away went back and forth—as if they finally realized that they hadn't followed and turned back.

The faces of the three changed slightly!

Glasses took a deep breath and whispered: "Get ready to run—"

"The other party only has one, and we have three."

"Run in three directions, at least two will survive!"

Lao Hei and Hat looked solemn, but they both nodded. Although it was cruel to give up a choice to let the other two live, it was the only way to do it now—they wanted the ghosts not to stare at them even more.