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

Chapter 626, pages 2.3-12: Guess Who I Am

Shui Qi had just lifted his foot a second before pulling it back. He turned to look at the wooden door with a corpse lying on it, his narrow blue eyes slightly narrowed, and said, "No, wait."

Ling Tong crossed his arms in front of his chest, his right hand slightly raised as if grasping something, but he quickly lowered it again. He glanced at the corpse and whispered, "Gone..."

"Did you see what it looks like, Ling Tong?" Shui Qi turned to look at Ling Tong and asked.

Ling Tong shook his head and said, "No, the head just fell out of thin air, as if it had never existed, but it really killed a player."

Just as the two were talking, the corpse slowly disappeared without leaving any trace.

Shui Qi hugged her arms and shivered, thinking to herself, "It's freezing! I need to find some heating supplies quickly, otherwise I'll probably freeze to death before I'm killed by the ghosts, and that would be such an ugly death."

"Go in, there's no other choice," Ling Tong said softly, drawing a short sword.

"That's true," Shui Qi said with a pout.

He turned and glanced at the crowd behind him, saying, "Anyone else want to be a hero? I can make that happen right here!"

"Shui Qi, stop playing around. Regardless of whether it works or not, let's try it first." Ling Tong took a few steps forward and casually threw the short sword in her hand. It went straight through the wooden door and embedded itself in the wall of the small wooden house. Nothing happened along the way, and it didn't touch anything.

"Hmm... even so, I still can't quite believe it. After all, whether it's truly gone or can be penetrated by objects when it's transparent, it could still be like this." Shui Qi stroked her chin thoughtfully.

“Indeed,” Ling Tong said in a low voice.

“Ling Tong,” Shui Qi suddenly called out.

Ling Tong turned to look at him, but did not say anything.

"Are you lucky?" Shui Qi raised an eyebrow and asked.

“No one has ever said I’m lucky,” Ling Tong said, shaking her head.

Shui Qi sighed deeply, rubbing her forehead, and said in distress, "Ah~ I'm doomed. My luck is bad too. Two negatives together won't make a positive, it will only double the negative. At times like this, I really want to be on Dao Lin's team, at least I can share some of the good luck. I always feel that it's because the two of us are on the same team that we encountered the invisible 'ghost'. Under normal circumstances, it shouldn't be that difficult."

"No... Actually, my solo dungeons aren't usually that bad..." Ling Tong tilted her head, her golden-orange eyes quietly gazing at the distant trees adorned with white snow, and softly retorted.

"Don't explain, I understand. I wasn't that miserable when I was alone." Shui Qi raised her hand to stop Ling Tong from continuing, deceiving herself.

Wearing only thin clothes in the freezing cold, the players in the team were unable to obtain any warming supplies and were already stiff and numb from the cold.

If they were being chased by ghosts at the beginning, it wouldn't be so bad, at least their bodies would be warm. But since they hadn't encountered any ghosts since entering this map, they had to walk slowly to conserve their energy, which made them colder and colder.

Just then, they came across a small village made up of scattered wooden houses, which gave them hope of finding supplies for warmth. However, after opening the door, they found an invisible ghost waiting for them.

Because everything is unknown and unseen, they don't even know how it appears. Perhaps it appears automatically when the door opens, or perhaps it's everywhere...

This possibility prevented them from getting close to heating supplies even when they were right in front of them. Under such circumstances, their advantage diminished, their bodies became increasingly stiff, and they were almost driven to the brink of despair.

This is a psychological war.

Whether you venture into the cabin or cautiously remain outside, death is the inevitable outcome. The former is a probabilistic death, while the latter is certain death.

However, since they are both unlucky, the probability becomes absolute, meaning that both of them are destined to die.

Shui Qi pondered for a moment, then suddenly seemed to have a sudden realization. He lightly tapped his left palm with his right fist and suggested, "Hmm... let's try using other players to find a way out..."

"Shui Qi." Ling Tong interrupted Shui Qi and said in a low voice, "This kind of vile unorthodox method is enough to use once. I didn't stop you before, but don't let it happen a second time."

"Huh? Why? This is clearly the best way right now," Shui Qi asked with an innocent look of confusion.

However, the next second he chuckled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes. He spread his hands, his tone relaxed but full of sarcasm, "Isn't this the only purpose of these people being alive? They can't think for themselves when it matters and can only rely on others. Do you think such a person has any value? I'm just making use of waste."

He paused, his smile vanished instantly, and said coldly, "Or do you have a better idea?"

A few birds flew across the sky, their flapping wings breaking the silence and bringing life to the scene.

Ling Tong slightly raised her eyes, glanced at the birds, then looked at the small wooden house standing in the snow, and said softly, "I'll open the door."

Shui Qi raised an eyebrow and said with interest, "I never expected the famous Second Crown Prince Seraphim to be such a good person. It's truly unexpected!"

His narrow blue eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a mixture of scrutiny and malice, showing absolutely no intention of trusting him.

His handsome face wore a faint smile, but he wasn't really smiling.

The beauty mark between his brows seemed to embody the Creator's full efforts, erasing all his original coldness and rigidity, leaving only a playful and ever-present high spirits, like a child who never grew up playing a 'naive' game that others couldn't tolerate. Even knowing his actions were wrong, there wasn't a trace of genuine disgust towards him.

Despite constantly claiming how much Shui Qi hates him, no one truly despises him. Even Bell, whom he schemed against, only beat him up and had no intention of killing him.

Perhaps it was because Shui Qi was very handsome, or perhaps it was because his temperament was too pleasing, which was completely opposite to his personality and behavior. But even if it was only the first two reasons, it was still... even though he hated him so much that he gritted his teeth, he still never thought of wanting him to die.

“I’m not a good person, I just feel that these casualties were unnecessary. Even small people have their day, and it’s such a waste to break them before they’ve even grown up,” Ling Tong shook her head and said softly.

A classic face-changing scene in Shui Qi style.

全副本运气最差的两个男人就在这里，已经不是1+1=1了，而是1+1=11。



(End of this chapter)