For a moment, the cold sweat behind everyone almost soaked their clothes.

Mo Jie frowned: "The paper man just now is a carrier of resentment."

The man with the hairband asked hurriedly: "Brother Jie, can you break this curse?"

Mo Jie replied calmly: "Well, I'll try."

When he was still unknown, he once narrowly escaped death and obtained the curse-breaking spell in a dungeon.

Since he had it, he couldn't overcome it without the curse.

He relied on this spell-breaking technique to dominate the dungeon, and even the top 200 people on the rankings looked at him with special eyes.

It will definitely be the same this time——

Mojie's hand paused.

no?!!!

why not?

Veins sprouted on his forehead, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't shake the cold aura in his body.

Mojie finally panicked.

"This curse is very powerful."

As soon as his voice fell, fear spread like a virus.

Others originally thought that the curse could definitely be undone. They were only frightened for a moment when they saw the news, but now they are completely in panic.

"If we reduce paper to 50, I'm afraid we won't be able to move it..."

"Maybe it will break into pieces as soon as it is torn."

"And it's easy to ignite."

In less than an hour, they will open the envelope and start working. Even if they don't know what the work involves, they all know that it is definitely dangerous.

Being stained with resentment is just adding insult to injury.

For a time, everyone was gnashing their teeth in hatred towards Zhong Ying.

At this time, Bai Qiuye raised his hand: "If there is nothing else, I will go back to the room first."

"Go back to the room?"

Bai Qiuye pointed to the bedroom next door: "There is still some time, just in time to recharge."

Fu Yao's eyes widened in disbelief: "We have just been cursed, aren't you afraid?"

Bai Qiuye said: "I'm afraid, but what's the use of being anxious?"

Fu Yao was speechless for a moment, and the paper figures set themselves on fire. They couldn't even find a place to vent their anger.

It’s impossible for everyone to run around before work matters come up.

The man with the hair tie said coldly: "What the hell, she can go wherever she likes."

Mo Jie didn't say much, he just told Bai Qiuye not to go to the room with the corpse.

The group of people returned downstairs. Fu Yao looked up at the ceiling with some worry: "She is alone up there, will something happen?"

Man with a hair tie: “It’s not surprising if something happens, it’s strange if something doesn’t happen.”

Fu Yao clasped his fingers: "Then I'd better call her down."

Zhong Ying said coolly: "She is only level 1, but she has a very bad temper and wants us to apologize. Who cares about her!"

Liu He on the side said nothing, sitting on the stool and looking down at the floor tiles in front of his toes.

Fu Yao looked at Mo Jie again: "Brother Jie, what do you think?"

Mo Jie shook his head: "No need to force her, just let her go."

Fu Yao: "She will probably die." Everyone knows that people who act alone are the most likely to die.

Mo Jie sighed: "Everyone in our team deserves to die."

Casting stones to ask for directions.

Let’s explore the situation personally.

Fu Yao took a breath: "Brother Jie, don't you value her very much?"

"Her value comes from the big guys she meets, not herself." Mo Jie pushed up his glasses and said, "Meeting is fate. If she is willing to follow the team, I will definitely welcome it. But she will die on her own

, I can’t control it, and I have no obligation to do so.”

After hearing this, Fu Yao stopped trying to persuade her and waited for the early morning with everyone.

After Bai Qiuye entered the bedroom, he lifted up his sleeves and pinched his arms.

The skin color is whiter than before, but after pinching it, blood can still be seen faintly.

This is just the first stage of paper-based process, and she doesn’t know what will happen next.

[You look bad.]

09 said in her mind.

"I have never triggered this curse." She frowned, "But I have seen that paper man."

The first time she entered this dungeon, when one of her teammates died, his face looked like toilet paper with too much bleach, and he was carrying the paper man on his back. After that person died, the paper man disappeared.

At that time, she was still an ignorant newcomer who knew nothing but fear, let alone investigation.

In the following thirteen years, the cat meowed, but the most it caused was a corpse, but the paper man was never seen.

"The copy has become different." It meant that the cycle was beginning to be broken. Bai Qiuye tugged on her skirt nervously, "I'm so happy and scared at the same time."

Although she felt complicated, she still lay down on the bed, and the cat was pacing next to her.

Each time the cycle starts, her body will return to the state it was in when she first entered the instance.

Including her clothes, hairstyle, and appearance, so even though she spent thirteen years in the copy, she has not changed at all.

When she first entered the dungeon, she had attended classes from eight to nine in the morning. She was as tired as a dead dog and was about to go back to the dormitory to take a nap. Unexpectedly, she was involved in the dungeon as soon as she stepped out of the classroom.

After her system developed a bug, she would return to the exhausting state after a full day of classes every time she cycled through it.

It is very dangerous to perform a dungeon in this state. After finding out that it is absolutely safe at this time, Bai Qiuye will rest in this bedroom for a while every time.

‘When I get out, I will contact my parents immediately. It has been so long and I don’t know how they are doing now’

The excitement could not overcome the fatigue, and Bai Qiuye quickly fell into a deep sleep.

She slept for a while and suddenly woke up from her dream. The light in the room was on before going to bed, but now it was pitch black.

Bai Qiuye carefully got out of bed and took a few steps forward in the dark.

Opening the door and walking out of the bedroom, there was finally a faint light in the corridor.

With this light, she saw countless black iron chains falling from the void, intertwining with each other to form a huge network made of steel.

It's like an abstract oil painting after drinking too much absinthe. The thick, mainly black tones increase the density of dust in the air.

A beam of pale white skylight circled a narrow aperture. The light drew the ground as a prison, holding my breath.

There is a person standing there.

The other end of the chain was born from his back, like wings made of steel.

In the cocoon of steel, the beast lost its violence and became so silent.

Until, a brief moment of light fell on his face, and the spark that had broken out of the cauldron was rekindled in his pupils.

The man turned sideways, his short hair was curled and messy, blocking his eyebrows.

Bai Qiuye tried his best to lift those damn hair and see his face clearly, but the distance between them was like the flowers and leaves of Manzhushahua that never meet.

"It will change next time, I have already——"

The curtain fell in the strong wind, and the sound of the wind swallowed up his words. Bai Qiuye stumbled and fell into a strange cliff.

She sat up from the bed suddenly, the room was still bright, and she seemed to be falling into another dream.

"Get back here!"

Nothing beats the despair of not knowing what the pangolin said at the end.

This person has appeared in her dreams for thirteen years. Ever since she was involved in the dungeon, she has been dreaming about this scene intermittently.

At first, she could only see a blurry back, but now she can clearly see half of the other person's face.

"What was the last thing he said?" Bai Qiuye sat cross-legged on the bed with his chin in his hands, lost in thought, "If I can find him, I will beat him into a sieve - forget it, I can't beat anyone else."

Bai Qiuye cried sadly when he thought that he was only level 1.

At this time, there was a loud knock on the bedroom door, and Bai Qiuye asked who it was.

"It's me, Mojie." The person at the door answered.

Bai Qiuye glanced at the cat, which was still lying on its belly peacefully.
To be continued...