Chapter 392 Darkness

"Because the number of exhibition halls is relatively small, it won't take too much time to walk around. My suggestion is, don't go separately."

Zheng Xun and his companions expressed their thoughts.

"Wax Museum, this dungeon is quite special. These wax figures are too similar to people. I suspect that the wax figures here will be replaced by players halfway through."

Zheng Xun's hypothesis is very possible. Everyone present has experience. Even if they have not personally participated in similar dungeons, they have also studied the live broadcasts of other guild players.

The display of so many human-like wax figures clearly shows that something is going on inside.

It was Cheng Jie who led the songbird team, and Team Cheng agreed.

"Okay, that's it," he said cheerfully, "Then let's get the guide now."

The six people came to the self-service guidance desk, where there was a stack of tour brochures about the exhibition hall, including the background of the establishment of the exhibition hall, the number of wax figures in the museum, the artists who made the wax figures, etc., as well as the map of the exhibition hall, each exhibition hall The introduction is relatively comprehensive.

Next to the tour brochure, there are six guides.

Tao Xueqing said "Hey".

"We have eight players entering the dungeon, why are we only given six commentators?"

This doubt was obvious, and it also attracted the attention of several others.

His younger brother Gao Zihuan casually picked up the one closest to him, put it in his hand to check, and at the same time replied to Tao Xueqing's words.

"Maybe when those two people want to come and get it, they will be provided here automatically. There are only six of us now, so we gave six."

His guess made sense, but the sudden absence of two necessary props always made people feel uneasy.

Unless it was intentional design, White Tower would not be stingy in a place like this.

Gao Ziyao also took an interpreter. He had a very disdainful attitude towards the two other guild players who were causing trouble.

"Don't worry about them. These two people have bad intentions. It's just right not to act with us now."

Tao Xueqing glanced at her brother. With just one look between them, the brother and sister could understand each other's thoughts.

Tao Xueji also meant not to pay attention to those two people for the time being, and to concentrate on passing the level.

All four people took the props, leaving two, Cheng Jie and Zheng Xun, one each.

The guide is battery-powered and comes with matching ear hooks, which several people hung on their ears.

"0 is female voice, 1 is male voice..." Gao Zihuan repeated the rules he just saw, pressing his fingers on the keys, "What are the other keys?"

Brother Gao Ziyao came over.

"I'm also curious, will you hear any scary screams?"

Cheng Jie's eyelids twitched. Now that he had developed a conditioned reflex, he knew that the twins were going to cause trouble for him.

"You two, please don't..."

But while he was taking care of the twins, he forgot that there was also the biggest troublemaker and troublemaker in the White Tower beside him.

"You'll know if you try it."

"wait--"

Cheng Jie never succeeded in stopping Zheng Xun.

Not even allowing him to finish his sentence, Zheng Xun decisively pressed the number 3.

"..."

Everyone was watching his reaction.

Zheng Xun wore black earrings and looked calm, even a little innocent.

Several others were looking at him nervously.

"It seems okay."

Ten seconds passed, and Zheng Xun grinned and spoke to everyone.

Exactly the same as when he was simulating.

In fact, Zheng Xun did not try it casually. He had pressed other buttons during the simulation process.

But nothing changes.

He thought there would be any other changes in the official copy, but it seemed that he was overthinking it.

Seeing that Zheng Xun could still laugh, the five of them breathed a sigh of relief.

Cheng Jie no longer wanted to argue. Even if he emphasized the rules to Zheng Xun, he would not listen.

"As long as it's okay, let's go to the first exhibition hall."

He led several others and walked to the right, where there was a door covered by a velvet curtain, with a dazzling "1" hanging on it.

At this time, Tao Xueji, who was hanging at the end of the team, suddenly exclaimed.

"Brother Xun, what's wrong with you?"

Attracted by the boy's voice, everyone looked back.

Zheng Xun covered his ears with his hands and bent down. The fingers were tightened so tightly that they looked extremely painful.

"Zheng Xun, Zheng Xun?!"

Other players rushed to his side immediately. Zheng Xunhuan passed the most painful few seconds and pinched Tao Xueji's arm with one hand to support himself.

"I'm fine, it's just that the sound was a bit loud and almost deafened me..."

He took the ear hooks off his ears, shook his head, and took a deep breath.

"What did you hear?" Cheng Jie asked.

"It's...the voices of the two players from Youxin Guild."

Zheng Xun recovered from the harsh voice and went to identify the owner of the voice.

Although we didn’t know each other for a long time, I left a deep impression on him because he was so annoying when talking.

"That's right," he confirmed his guess, "it's the two of them, asking for help."

"Call for help?" Gao Ziyao was surprised, "Were they captured by the boss?"

Gao Zihuan curled his lips. Obviously, even if he knew that the other party was asking for help, he was not willing to help.

But with the cameras around, he stopped talking nonsense, so as not to damage the guild's image, and Team Cheng would miss him again when he returned.

Cheng Jie was also frowning. At times like this, it is best to put a person's soul on the fire. For the sake of other members of the team, there was absolutely no need for him to save anyone. But after all, there are two lives in front of us...

Tao Xueqing and Tao Xueji had different expressions. They were still young and it was their first time encountering this situation.

Each of them had their own thoughts, but Zheng Xun's next words dispelled all their worries.

"Don't worry about it," he put the ear hook back on, "This may be a sound deliberately released by the dungeon to confuse us. Even if it is true, there is no hope for them."

Because he not only heard the two people's cries for help, but also heard the sound of sharp weapons piercing through the body and the sound of pain.

Zheng Xun's words were concise and to the point, so Cheng Jie and the others naturally believed him.

But the audience who were watching the live broadcast did not have this natural trust.

—— Zheng Xun is too cold-blooded.

—— Fans, open your eyes and look, this is the person you say you believe unconditionally.

—— It's so funny, I guess only if Xun fans are thrown into the dungeon and personally experience the feeling of being abandoned by their real master, they will give up.

Such remarks almost dominated the screen.

Those who support Zheng Xun are worried about him, and have to deal with these barrages, which makes them exhausted.

Those bad reviews are like a tide, drowning them from head to toe, making it impossible to breathe.

Some fans even wavered. They had never seen Zheng Xun in person, and could only watch his every move through the screen. What he was thinking, how he lived outside the camera, what he really looked like... these things could not be transmitted through the palm-sized screen.

Compared to Zheng Xun himself, those who had always stood by him and believed in him unconditionally, their sky was darker than his.