Chapter 91

More than ten days in the real world are as fast as water - especially when the schedule is full of daily schedules.

Since Jiang Yuanrou takes two days in the morning to enter the dungeon than Mo Yi, this time it is based on her time - it is equivalent to Mo Yi's dungeon starting in advance.

Mo Yi put all the things he needed to carry neatly into his backpack, lowered his head and looked at his watch.

Five minutes left.

He hesitated for a moment and took out a small box from the drawer in the bedside table.

There was a silver-white ribbon lying inside, and it was like water at the bottom of the box. On the surface with a faint luster, there were three thin blood-red lines, which spread smoothly from the top of the ribbon to the bottom, as dazzling as blood marks.

This newbie gift pack is not ordinary.

It seems to be bound, and it will appear in the dungeon with it even without it. Moreover, the props purchased before the game dungeon can only be delivered to the player after the dungeon is over - and it appears in the dungeon immediately after the purchase.

There are also the red marks above as the number of copies entered...

Mo Yi lowered his eyes, thought for a few seconds, and then reached out and wrapped the ribbon around his wrist.

It obediently attached to Mo Yi's skin, and the cold material quickly touched his body temperature and softly surrounded his thin wrist bones.

He tried to move his wrists - there was no sluggish feeling when he moved, and it was as thin as a second layer of skin, and he didn't pay any attention to its existence without careful attention.

Mo Yi took a deep breath, lowered his sleeves, and then subconsciously glanced at his watch:

Two minutes left.

——Since the ownership of the team props is Jiang Yuanrou, she needs to use it after entering the dungeon, while Mo Yi needs to confirm it in the real world, so the time to enter the dungeon this time is determined based on Jiang Yuanrou's time.

The cool wind blew in from outside the window that had not been closed, lifting up the half-closed curtains, stirring like a bird flapping its wings and about to fly.

Mo Yi looked at the curtains that were blown by the wind for a while, and then looked at the watch on his wrist again.

The metal hands were circling around the dial without getting tired of it, making a slight ticking sound, which seemed particularly clear in the quiet room - time was up.

A familiar metal voice sounded in his ears: "Player Jiang Yuanrou invited you to enter the dungeon, do you agree?"

Mo Yi reached out and picked up the backpack he placed at his feet, his eyes slightly closed, and he replied calmly:

"agree."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was dizziness and darkness in front of him. When he opened his eyes again, the scene around him had changed from his room to a boundless darkness.

The mechanical female voice sounded:

"Welcome to Mo Yi, a B-level member of the senior member club, to return to the game, and the points are being settled..."

Mo Yi had already been familiar with the process in front of him and stood up straight without changing his face.

The settlement time seemed to be a little longer than the previous few times. Mo Yi seized this precious minute and second, and focused on the rich darkness in front of him that was almost condensed into a physical body.

There was no trace of light around me, and the gloomy darkness was like silt slowly flowing at the bottom of the black river, flowing in an unknown and dangerous manner, like a data stream condensed into a very dense density.

Although it is as incomprehensible as a heavenly book, Mo Yi always feels...it brings an indescribable sense of familiarity to himself.

Before he could think more deeply, the familiar metal female voice sounded again in the darkness around him, breaking the silence:

"The settlement was successful! Congratulations to B-level member Mo Yi for perfectly achieving the A+ hidden task "let go" and rewarding 8,000 points.

Since the player chooses to open the enrollment test copy immediately, he will reward 2,000 points and open the game store."

The moment the sound disappeared, a dark void around me instantly dissipated, and was replaced by a modern blue space.

There are more visible icons in the store than last time. The off-white invisible icons that previously occupied most of the store grids need to be turned to see them before they can be seen. There is another option on the side of the store:

Membership store.

Mo Yi's eyes lit up slightly, and he chose to turn on—

The fluorescent blue in front of me changed instantly, and the color of the entire light transparent screen deepened, just like the dark blue sky at dawn. A brand new store interface was unfolding, indicating the level of the member store at the top of the screen:

Level b.

Mo Yi's eyes flashed through the dazzling array of products inside, and he couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

In fact, although there are many types of products in the game store, they can be divided into three categories: one is the real thing that can be used in reality, and if you want, you can even redeem points for a large amount of cash. The second category is the props that can be used in the dungeon, which Mo Yi bought last time. Another type is the props that have special purposes, Jiang Yuanrou's props to enter the specified dungeon, and the props she used to find her true identity belong to this.

That's why Jiang Yuanrou said at the beginning—"Points can be exchanged for almost everything."

Of course, it would be another matter whether the things you have changed will be pitfalls.

The products in member stores are mainly concentrated on the second type. Unlike ordinary stores, the products in them are not only ambiguous promotional slogans, but also have some brief introductions. The products are no longer as mixed as in ordinary stores, but are more refined and useful.

Mo Yi's eyes fell on the product at the end of the page. The icon on the top was a backpack. The price tag below was astonishingly expensive and required 10,000 points.

Almost half of Mo Yi's remaining points.

The introduction below the icon is: a smart backpack, which can automatically store props in the copy and can be used at any time (it can take effect in the current copy).

Mo Yi's eyes stayed on it for a few seconds, and then hesitated to add it to the shopping cart.

He bought a lot of props to use in the dungeon last time, but their glass bead-like shape and the inconvenient use situation caused him a lot of trouble.

After all, finding the corresponding glass beads from your pocket in an urgent moment of life and death is not only a waste of time, but also easy to backfire. This backpack can solve this problem just right.

Although it is expensive, it is practical.

Mo Yi finally picked a prop with a total of 13,000 points and put it into the shopping cart, and then pressed the payment button.

"The props were purchased successfully! It has been successfully sent to the player's backpack. I wish you a happy game!"

The mechanical female voice rang in a blue space, and the tide-like darkness came instantly, quickly swallowing all the light and images in front of her. Large pieces of patterns were broken and reorganized into the strange fragments, and then annihilated into the deep and cold darkness again.

"The game is being teleported..."

A dizzy feeling suddenly swept across my body, as if I was stuffed into a drum washing machine.

Immediately afterwards, I don’t know how long it took, the buzzing white noise in my ears suddenly returned to silence, and the five senses that were pulled slowly returned to my body.

Mo Yi suddenly opened his eyes, and a layer of fine beads of sweat oozed out of his forehead. His heart was pounding violently in his chest, and his breathing sound came from his ears, which was particularly obvious in the silence.

Even though he had experienced it more than once, he still could not get used to this feeling of almost peeling his soul out of his body.

In front of me was a deep and rich darkness, and the lightless and dead darkness surrounded him tightly, as if it was a sponge, absorbing all light and sound, and suppressing like a deep sea.

Mo Yi realized that he was lying down.

Below his body was cold and hard leather, and the hard and irritating feeling penetrated into his bones through his thin clothes.

But below the arm was cold and almost ice-filled steel, which severed the skin, causing a needle-like stinging pain, which made Mo Yi shiver hard.

Mo Yi tried to move, but found that his limbs were fixed on the small bed beneath him.

Something seemed to be stuck on the wrist and ankle, rubbing against the wrist bones hard and roughly, causing a slight itchy pain.

The dead and obscure darkness is silent, and anxiety spreads in the depths of the darkness, giving people a suffocating sense of oppression.

Mo Yi's breathing was a little messy, and he raised his left hand and pulled it hard—

The thing that fixed him seemed not very strong, and only a "sharp" sound was heard, and a wrist was easily liberated.

He resisted the scorching pain from his wrist, sat up halfway, groped his side in the dark with his free fingers, grabbed the thing that was holding his other hand, and tore it hard.

The "sharp" sounded again.

Mo Yi moved his wrists and sat up.

He touched the familiar nylon fabric in the dark - his backpack. Mo Yi felt relieved, so he fumbled open his backpack, and then took out a flashlight from his side pocket.

With a slight "click" sound, the flashlight's light dispelled the heavy darkness in front of you.

Mo Yi turned the flashlight and observed where he was.

This is an extremely narrow room with no windows, only a silent and half-open door. Outside the door is deeper darkness, exuding a faint scent.

The dirty walls on all sides were covered with messy and crazy graffiti, and they were vaguely and bizarrely under the light of the flashlight, as if they could poke their tentacles out of the wall in the next second.

Mo Yi was on a narrow bed in the middle of the house.

Hard iron edges, dirty and hard bed surfaces, and a restrained belt with iron rings located at the corners of the bed.

Mo Yi held the flashlight with one hand, and then used the other hand to untie the belt that tied his feet with his other hand - his limbs were finally free.

He moved his stiff and cold wrists and ankles, then got off the bed and stood on the ground.

The flashlight illuminated the dirty sign at the foot of the bed, with several blurred handwritings on it revealed in the light:
Chapter completed!