I'll also work hard to conquer the dungeon today.

Chapter 234, page 1.17, 11: A Night of Madness
“We’ve lost track of Fei.” Shui Qi stood on the other side of the door, looking at the transparent light membrane, and frowned slightly.

Dao Lin tugged at a broken thread on his wrist and whispered, "There was something wrong with the crowd just now; it seemed like it was intentional."

“Area B…I remember it was the puppeteer’s territory…” The surrounding amusement equipment was covered with layers of white threads, just like a spider web.

"It's a creepy feeling, I'll be going now." Dao Lin glanced at the fountain and vaguely saw something wriggling, so he decisively turned around and left.

"Hey!" Shui Qi reached out to grab Dao Lin, but the next second, as if she heard something, her pupils suddenly contracted.

They decisively passed through the light membrane. Less than a second after they left, the two saw small white spiders crawling across the membrane, pulling at corpses wrapped in silk threads.

The corpse then stood up, its body completely unharmed, yet it moved and wandered as if it were alive.

"The walking dead?" He glanced at the eerie scene on the other side of the light membrane with his narrow blue eyes and asked subconsciously.

“They’re controlled by spider silk, so even the corpses can move freely. I guess they’re all under the puppeteer’s control.” Daolin paused, then said, “Let’s avoid Area B. This area is too dangerous.”

"The direct route to the dungeon owner's territory means that the area where players were before is no longer there. What we need to do now is to enter the territory of other dungeon owners and collect coins. In addition... we also need to pay attention to the second rule."

Shui Qi's eyes darkened slightly. It really shouldn't be called a large-scale September instance; other Crown Prince instances are simply not worth mentioning compared to it.

"Let's try them one by one." Dao Lin raised his eyes, his icy blue eyes staring at the five-minute countdown on the screen. His white, tousled hair was gently blown by the breeze, faintly revealing the silver totem on his forehead that represented the limitless.

“That’s true,” Shui Qi said with a light laugh, standing behind Dao Lin.

Her left hand gently stroked her smooth chin, and a pair of wings had appeared on her index fingernail. One side was as pure and transparent as an angel's, while the other side was covered in dark and decaying bone wings.

The two are extremes, yet remarkably harmonious.

Shui Qi's lips curled slightly, as if she had thought of something interesting, a dark glint flashing in her long, narrow blue eyes. Sunlight shone on her dark, tousled hair, revealing specks of blue tinged with black.

the other side.

"Hahahaha!" Zhu Yan laughed loudly, raising a scythe much larger than himself, and with a casual swing, instantly reaped the lives of the surrounding players.

"Ahhh, Your Highness! Be careful not to get your clothes dirty!" Lan looked at Zhu Yan with a pained expression, trying to calm him down, but her efforts were completely ineffective.

Once there were no more players around, he stopped what he was doing and complained, "Fishu! Why are there so few people!"

The clown stood on the other side, laughing as he looked at Zhu Yan, saying cryptically, "Your Highness, you must learn to wait to savor the most delicious food."

A girl was hiding in a corner in the distance, her hands covering her head, her expression showing a hint of fear and apprehension, yet she still tried her best to maintain her gentle demeanor.

"What should I do, Tang Xiuna..." Felna looked down at her hands and whispered, her voice trembling with tears, expressing her helplessness and confusion.

No one will help her; everyone is her enemy.

She could barely survive by constantly avoiding other people's gaze; compared to others, she was indeed far too useless.

Although she knows some martial arts, it is difficult for her to deal with many people at once, and it would be quite difficult to deal with more than three.

What should she do?
Where should we escape to?
Is it the same everywhere?
Is it true that you'll die no matter where you go?

So, what is the meaning of her life?

Her pupils contracted sharply, her eyes filled with fear and terror. She trembled violently, easily startled by the slightest sound. She bit her lower lip tightly, struggling to suppress any scream of terror, causing a trickle of blood to flow from her pink lips. She was utterly helpless.

Fear drove away all the light in her heart.

In a daze, she seemed to hear a voice.

Her amethyst-like eyes gradually dimmed and became lifeless. Her pink lips paused slightly, and she unconsciously uttered a single word, "Okay." Then she slowly stood up and walked forward without any self-awareness, as if guided by something.

Suddenly, my wrist was grabbed by a hand.

Fernana shifted slightly, but did not turn around or give any response.

"Hey! What's wrong?" Ke Ya asked, frowning.

Fernana ignored Koya, as if she hadn't heard her at all.

The next second, Koya suddenly released Fernana's hand and leaned back to avoid the attack.

Fernana held a dagger pointed at Koya, her face expressionless, her eyes vacant and lifeless, as if she were being controlled, devoid of any self-awareness. She didn't know what she was doing, only instinctively obeying commands that seemed to come from nowhere.

Koya was slightly taken aback, then looked around and saw several other players on the road who were in a similar state to Fernana, all heading in a certain direction.

So Koya chose to give up fighting Fernna and pretended that she was also being controlled.

Seemingly sensing that Koya had become one of them, Fernana sheathed her dagger and ignored Koya, turning to walk towards her target.

Koya followed along, pondering what was going on.

But since we've already done this, we can only go all the way and hope to find out what happens.

If she remembered correctly, H District was the territory of the Wrathful Lord, and such a thing as controlling people's hearts should not happen there, so something must have happened.

The controlled individuals lacked self-awareness, were pale, and appeared to be greatly frightened.

From this, she could deduce that only people on the verge of a mental breakdown could hear such a voice, which was like a salvation to them.

She couldn't hear, not only because she hadn't mentally collapsed, but also because she was, by nature, the crown princess with the distinctive voice. The two conflicted, so she remained unaffected.

All of the above are just her guesses, and she makes no guarantee as to whether they are true or not.

but……

It's probably true.

What lies ahead?

Is it right or wrong for her to suddenly pretend to be from the past?

Hopefully, there won't be any danger. She'll only forcibly activate the "Time Flower" melody; she won't use any mind control abilities. If everyone else attacks her, it will be difficult for her to escape immediately.

"This sounds interesting." A soft, sweet voice came from beside her ear, which startled Koya so much that she took a big step back.

(End of this chapter)