Suddenly a dark hole opened in the ceiling, and a young-looking boy fell out of it.
This boy was wearing the same thick protective clothing and hard helmet as them, but even so, his butt still came into direct contact with the ground, and even made a huge impact sound, which sounded like
It made people feel a burst of physical pain.
The boy who fell from the ceiling covered the part of his body that was directly affected by the force with both hands. His whole face was wrinkled in pain, and he looked like a bitter melon.
The side of the ceiling where the boy was vomited made several very humane sounds similar to vomiting and "bah bah". It seemed that he was particularly disgusted with this boy. For those who didn't know, he thought he hadn't showered in several days.
However, before he could relieve the severe pain in his body, a sharp arrow suddenly touched the Adam's apple of his neck.
Even though the sharp arrows were separated by a layer of thick fabric, the boy produced a lot of saliva secreted due to nervousness. When he swallowed the saliva, he couldn't help but have the illusion of a little pain.
It was as if the sharp arrow had broken through the outer layer of protective clothing and his thin skin. He could even imagine a few drops of dark red blood emerging from under his skin.
"Wait a minute! Spare your life, hero! I'm one of my own!" the boy shouted nervously.
He was afraid that if he spoke too late, the arrow would dig into his skin.
Chuiyun's hand was very steady and did not shake even a little because of the boy's words or the slight trembling of his body.
Jian Yao glanced at this boy. He had a face she had never seen before. This face did not belong to any of her team members.
So is he an NPC or a player? Where did he come from? Why does he appear here?
A series of questions popped up in Jian Yao's mind one after another, just like the rising bubbles in boiling water. Before any of them could figure out the answer to the question, the next question suddenly rushed to the surface from the bottom, and then...
The previous bubble exists on this water surface at the same time.
"Who are you?" Jian Yao asked while staring at the boy's face and carefully observing the expression on his face.
The boy looked down, but he couldn't see the arrow against him at all. He could only see the long arrow body and a handsome woman who was also wearing protective clothing and staring coldly at him.
After hearing Jian Yao's words, he felt as if he had grasped a life-saving straw, and the words kept coming out of his mouth like bullets from a machine gun.
"No, no, I am cleaning out the mutants here just like you. I was working on other floors with other teams before."
But the arrow against his neck still didn't move even a little bit, as if he didn't believe what he said.
Jian Yao recognized the expression on his face for a while. This boy didn't look like he was lying. At least the words he said now didn't look like he was lying.
But she still felt some strange anomalies and familiarity in the boy. She squatted in front of the boy, moved her lips slightly a few times, and finally uttered two words: "Player?"
The boy originally thought that he was going to die here, so he closed his eyes tightly, as if this way he would not see the blood that would pop out of his body later.
But when he heard the two words Jian Yao said, his eyes immediately widened and he looked at her in disbelief.
He responded with some stuttering: "Are you also a player? Not an NPC?"
He only knew that there were a few of them players in this dungeon, but he never knew that there were other players in this dungeon?!
Shouldn't there be only one group of players in the same dungeon? They haven't cleared the level yet, so why did they meet another group of players? What's going on with the thriller game now? Is there a bug?
When Jian Yao saw the boy's shocked face, she knew she no longer needed his answer.
Sure enough, he is also a player, but will two groups of players appear in the same instance at the same time? This is only possible if their main tasks are inconsistent.
Thinking of this, Jian Yao inevitably glanced at the boy with a wary look, and then asked indifferently: "So what is your main mission?"
The boy was now being threatened by the arrow representing death, and he didn't even notice the vigilance hidden in Jian Yao's eyes, nor the temptation in Jian Yao's words.
Maybe he was too scared, or maybe he was a bit stupid and didn't have the brains to think so much, so he just said it all as if he had diarrhea.
"My main task is to clean up all the mutants. I and other players have been here for a long time. When did you come? It shouldn't be earlier than us. After all, it doesn't look like..."
"So you came later than us? How strange..."
The boy was already talking to himself after what he said, and he was also wondering about this matter in his heart.
After all, they haven't successfully cleared the level yet, and they are still alive as players. How could other players come in after them? And judging from their appearance, they should be on the same main quest as them.
There's no way...he's actually dead, but he doesn't know it?
While the boy was still thinking wildly, Jian Yao's words once again interrupted his thinking, making him forget what he was thinking about.
"If you are a player, then why don't you have a player nickname above your head? Also, where are the other players who were matched with you in this instance? Where are they?"
Player nicknames will basically be displayed in every copy of the thriller game. Except for some large-scale event copies and special copies that will not display player nicknames, other ordinary game copies will still display player nicknames.
But she didn't see any words on the boy's head. If Jian Yao hadn't felt a strange feeling on him, she probably wouldn't have thought of him as a player.
The boy's brain is now overloaded, and he can only respond to Jian Yao's question dully: "Ah, just call me Xiao Chen."
After answering Jian Yao's first question, he seemed to have just realized Jian Yao's subsequent questions, and looked at the players surrounding him with a blank expression.
His expression was originally full of confusion, but now it was mixed with a hint of fear for some reason, as if he had seen something unbelievable.
"But you don't have a player nickname on your head...are you really a player?"