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5:12 p.m., Anxi Road, where the original "Old House" was located.

At this moment, the "old house" no longer exists, replaced by... a black castle with a full Gothic style.

"What's going on..." Qisha looked at the scene in front of him with a pale face and muttered dully.

"Yeah, Tanlang, what's going on?" Brother Long, who was standing in the middle, threw the question to Tanlang on the other side like a megaphone.

"Although I really want to reply to you, 'I ask you, I ask who'..." Tanlang's expression was similar to that of the two, "But considering that I am also the team's staff officer and current commander, I still give it to you.

A clear recovery..." He paused, "... these are all stunts."

Half a minute ago, the three of them were cautiously advancing in the corridor at the front door of the old house.

Suddenly, a black turbulence hit from nowhere, obscuring their sight. Then, they felt earthquake-like shaking and noise like the neighbor next door was renovating.

Half a minute later, when they regained their vision, they found themselves standing inside the gate of a castle. Behind them was a drawbridge door half-suspended by a chain, and there was actually a moat below the door...

Directly in front of them is an arched, tall double wooden door, which is the inner door of the castle.

"You might as well say it's an illusion." Brother Long continued.

"I believe it if you say I've been trapped in a mirror." Qisha also complained.

"It's you who are asking the question, and you are the one who is complaining..." Tanlang said with empty eyes, "Are you keyboard warriors? I'll give you the score report tomorrow and change your career to work for fifty cents."

"Consultant, please keep a low profile..." Brother Long continued, "This is a live broadcast. Don't make it sound like we can easily change careers and become 50 cents. This will make people jealous..."

"Stop talking nonsense and lead the way." Tanlang used the body of a ten-year-old child and the style of a battalion-level cadre to issue an order to Long Aomin.

"Okay..." Brother Long, a "big guy" with a height of 7.7 meters, could only do as he was told. Who knew that the other party's rank in the unit was indeed higher than his own.

To make a long story short, under the leadership of Long Aomin, the three of them pushed open the heavy wooden door and entered the first room in the castle.

Standing at the door and looking at it, it is a vast space eight meters high, more than ten meters wide, and more than a hundred meters long. The four sides of this space are entirely made of blue-gray stone bricks. The walls on both sides are broken and mottled, and there are always unknown

The light from the light source shines through the wall.

In addition... for some reason, when Dao Feng and the other three stepped into the door, a system prompt sounded in their ears in unison: [Desolate City Corridor].

This prompt came out of nowhere. Brother Long and the others opened the game menu to check, but found no task updates, and there were no changes in the status bar and inventory.

It seems... the system simply reported the place name here.
Chapter completed!