Infinite flow is not like that at all!

Chapter 19 Death Points!

Shen Ye was already standing on the coffin lid, looking down at a statue inside.

This is a faceless statue that exudes a black light; it is completely bald and has no distinguishing features.

"Don't you think this is a bit too much cutting corners?"

But looking back...

He then realized that everyone was completely silent, staring at Shen Ye in shock.

The masked person was the first to react, their voice hoarse: "You can see the statue's face..."

Ok?

Shen Ye paused slightly at these words: "You can't see it?"

Silence fell again until the young man with the earring spoke in a hoarse voice: "The true form of the Black Robe Society is something that cannot be looked at directly; we can only see its phantom... Those who can see its true form are either high-ranking members of the Black Robe Society or have evolved to a certain level of life form, capable of withstanding the pollution that cannot be looked at directly..."

is it?

It's obvious that Shen Ye doesn't fit either of these criteria.

However, he could see that his pollution level was rising rapidly, and in just a few seconds it was approaching five thousand.

"Did you guys notice...?"

The noblewoman couldn't help but speak up: "After the coffin lid was opened, the cage that imprisoned us... is dissolving."

"Bang!"

The burly man in the sheepshort hat suddenly smashed through the iron bars; his powerful body, even without any enhancements, was enough to demonstrate his extraordinary strength.

Others also stepped forward, the young man with the earring stretching his neck, the tattoo on it faintly visible.

The masked man flicked his finger, and the ash on his body vanished in the blink of an eye.

The noblewoman had a red magatama mark between her eyebrows, which was also warm and glowing.

.....

The look in everyone's eyes was completely different from before.

"Thank you, little guy."

The middle-aged man looked at Shen Ye with great seriousness in his eyes.

"We...have been waiting for this opportunity."

"Now."

"That's when you have to go all in."

Simultaneously.

The bells above the church also rang, with only one hour left until midnight!

They don't have much time left to prepare!

......

Just as the fates of many people were intertwined in the terrifying amusement park.

On the ferry boat.

A flash of light... and Mu Yunhai and his two companions appeared there.

"We're out." The long-haired man didn't say much, calmly looking around.

"It's just a one-star normal dungeon...it's wasted so much of our time," the girl complained.

"Who exactly entered that instance?"

"I don't know, we have to wait until everyone comes out..." Mu Yunhai looked around.

They cleared the dungeon very quickly, so they came out of the dungeon world ahead of time. Apart from the three of them, everyone else on the ferry was still in the dungeon world.

"However, it's more likely they won't get out."

After all, this dungeon is very dangerous.

Mu Yunhai suddenly raised an eyebrow because... he had received a call from the General Administration.

"teacher?"

"You're out?"

The teacher's voice sounded different than before; although still calm, it was clear that she was somewhat incredulous.

"We're out," Mu Yunhai said. "However... we didn't enter that instance."

He wasn't the only one on the teacher's side; when Mu Yunhai heard this, many others seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

He keenly sensed something was wrong: "Teacher, what happened?"

"After you went in, we discovered that the instance coordinates were fake."

There are generally two types of copies.

The first type.

The copies are randomly matched by GodCube, and they cannot track any data at all; everything is arranged by the mechanism.

The other option is to choose a [world anchor point].

Like this time, the anchor points that the Pangu Investigation Bureau purchased from the Dark World are often more clearly defined in the dungeons, with even more specific data and strategies, and you may even know what will be there and what the rewards will be.

The role of most global anchors is to cultivate the next generation.

after all.

A stable output of dungeons is important; those magnificent worlds at the top of the pyramid... have a large number of long-term, stable dungeon anchors, specifically used for cultivating talent.

The Pangu Survey Bureau... can only spend a lot of money to buy a single use of the anchor point.

"Its traces have disappeared," the teacher said. "At the same time, we also discovered that the mortality rate and pass rate data were all fabricated."

The three men, including Mu Yunhai, were deeply moved.

"So... what's the mortality rate?" the girl couldn't help but ask.

"hundred percent...."

The teacher's words exploded in the ears of the three of them like thunder, and a look of shock appeared on their faces.

The previous mortality rate was already very high, reaching 40%, a figure that would deter many people.

But unexpectedly, a 100% certainty was reached, which means... no one could leave that instance world alive.

The three of them seemed to see the lingering fear in each other's eyes.

"It's fortunate you didn't go in," the teacher's voice came from the other end. "You should also confirm who went in first. After all, this was a mistake by our investigation bureau. Regardless of whether the person who went in can come out or not... we will definitely provide compensation."

Even so, faced with a 100% mortality rate, they all understood... that the other party would definitely never come out again.

"teacher..."

Mu Yunhai sensed that his teacher seemed to have something else he wasn't saying: "This instance world should..."

He is very smart.

After all, the ability to erase traces of anchor points and disguise data is something that must be an unimaginably terrifying force, and to disguise it as a trap, scattered throughout the market, waiting for various worlds to explore.

It seems the goal is to exploit and kill off the new generation...

"Don't delve into it further." The teacher's voice was calm and serious, but steady.

"This is not something you can get involved in right now. We'll talk about it when you get back."

The call was cut off, and Mu Yunhai leaned against the side of the boat.

"So who exactly went in?"

He looked around at the halos of light. Was it the middle-aged man tormented by the pollution? Or someone else?

Someone will eventually get in... but given the current situation, whoever gets in, he is pessimistic.

This feeling is awful, like someone has become their scapegoat.

Time passed second by second.

Within minutes, people began to return from the instance world one after another. Faces they had seen before returned to the ship with expressions of fatigue, relief, and a sense of accomplishment.

No matter how much time passes in the instance, the time it takes to return to the ship will not be too different, usually around ten minutes, and everyone can return.

Mu Yunhai looked at everyone, and the empty seats were becoming fewer and fewer.

He probably had a pretty good idea of ​​what was going on; it might be that unlucky middle-aged man... The pollution levels had a significant impact on him, and even if they were temporarily reduced, it still led to unpredictable changes.

but...

next moment.

A pale-faced middle-aged man appeared on the ship. He looked around blankly, then a look of relief spread across his face: "I...I survived!"

Mu Yunhai and the other two looked at him in disbelief.

"Not him?"

Mu Yunhai seemed to realize something, and he suddenly looked at the last empty spot.

And a face popped into his mind!

"Shen Ye!!"