The copy has 0 error tolerance, and the last words on the ground are all wrong for me.

Chapter 7 Inspiration Trap
Inside the red temple, the bald strong man stared at the altar with a serious expression.

A young man dressed in a blue tights and superhero costume came over and said, "Lao Gao, I'll take care of this, you can take a rest."

The bald strong man called Lao Gao rubbed his brows and asked, "Leihuo, are there any abnormal energy fluctuations in Wanghai City?"

Leihuo: "The situation is currently stable, and there are no signs of erosion points appearing for the time being."

Lao Gao's expression eased slightly, and he continued to ask, "How is the evacuation of citizens going?"

Lei Huo shook his head. "The situation is not optimistic. It is not realistic to transfer the entire city's population in such a short time. We can only evacuate as many people as possible to ensure that when the plane erosion comes, the losses will be less."

Lao Gao sighed and looked at the altar in silence.

He has all the abilities, but can only watch the things he is protecting crumble before his eyes.

This feeling is so fucking uncomfortable.

Seeing that Lao Gao looked gloomy, Lei Huo counselled him, "Don't be too pessimistic. What if there is a chance of a turnaround? Look at the time. It's been an hour since the start of the dungeon."

Lao Gao let out a breath of turbid air in annoyance, "What's the use of one hour? Even if the time is extended ten times, it still won't be enough."

"You can't say that." Leng Shan, the person who broke the deadlock at the side, interrupted.

"The first hour after entering a dungeon is when players are most likely to fail. In 10% of dungeons, as long as you avoid the initial kill, you can find a way to survive and complete the dungeon."

Lao Gao said unhappily, "Of course I know this data, but I am different from you. I am the person in charge of Wanghai City, and I can't be as optimistic as you."

"If we were not facing a B-level instance with a 0% survival rate and about to get out of control, and our current breakout player was not a rookie who had just joined the Abyss game, I wouldn't be so pessimistic."

Lao Gao rubbed his shiny scalp. He knew the two men meant well, but he still couldn't suppress the annoyance in his heart.

"Speaking of data, not counting the increased difficulty caused by the impending loss of control, what is the fastest level to clear a B-level dungeon in the official records? It's level 11! That's a genius carefully cultivated by a large organization. The first time I cleared a B-level dungeon, I was level 15."

"If a newbie can make it through Moonlight Sanatorium, I'll just run around Whitewater Bay naked!"

Wu Chang, who was in the copy, was unaware of the bet made by everyone in the temple. At this moment, he was holding the Silver Dawn in his hand, aiming at the dying Jin Dun.

As an elite monster or even a small BOSS in the B-level copy, Jindun's vitality is extremely tenacious. Even though half of his head was lifted off, he still did not die.

But under the constraints of the power of the contract, Jinton's vitality quickly faded.

He seemed to have figured something out, and there was a flicker of unwillingness in his only remaining eye. He reached out and grabbed Wu Chang's trouser leg.

"You schemed against me, you despicable outsider!"

"Why are you being mean? If you're not good at it, just practice more. If you can't afford to play, don't play. Why are you making personal attacks?" Wu Chang took a step back, shook off Jin Dun's hand, and shot Jin Dun twice in the body.

The silver bullets condensed by the Silver Dawn skill, each shot out with explosion and burning, wrapping Jindun's body in silver-white. The grease all over Jindun's body was the best combustion aid, causing the silver flame to burn violently, and the flames shot straight to the ceiling.

As the flames burned, a light red resentment flew out from the flames and attached itself to him.

This was the first time he saw resentment generated.

Staring at the resentment, the owner of the resentment was indeed Jinton, and the scene contained in it was also the gambling that just happened.

However, one thing needs to be noted, that is, Jin Dun’s resentful last words were not about being unwilling to lose to Wu Chang at the gambling table, but a strange message.

"The sacrifice is about to begin. The gods are destined to come. This is destiny and cannot be stopped."

A few minutes later, as the flames died out, Jinton's body turned into a thin layer of black ash.

The fierce silver flames burned everything, leaving only a key and a wooden seal.

Dozens of resentments that were originally attached to Jinton in the room dissipated, leaving only the last crimson resentment still strong, which was attached to the key to Jinton's room instead.

Wu Chang clasped his hands together, bowed towards the place where the resentment had dissipated, and whispered:

"I wish you all a good luck in your reincarnation and be reborn into a good family in your next life."

The disappearance of many ordinary grievances did not bring him any rewards, but that did not mean they had no value.

On the contrary, these large amounts of ordinary resentment gave Wu Chang a lot of information.

For example, a player who is good at exploring dungeons triggers Jinton's private gambling game at night. Once the gambling game starts, Jinton can only defeat the player in the gambling game.
The three players resisted when attacked by Jinton. During the battle, Jinton transformed into an inhuman monster and revealed his weakness of being afraid of fire. The inhuman monster, combined with its weakness of fire, was naturally defeated by the scorching bullets of Silver Dawn.

It was these players who used their lives to verify the intelligence that made Russian roulette a great success tonight.

After expressing his gratitude to the members of the "Strategy Group", Wu Chang began to study the wooden seal dropped by Jinton.

The wooden seal is a palm-sized round plate with a crescent-shaped eye engraved on it. The eye is slightly closed, as if its sight is about to disappear along with the moonlight, plunging the world into darkness.

"Item name: Walker's Amulet."

"Item type: Instance item (Instance items cannot be taken out of the instance)."

"Item skill: Shelter."

"Skill Description: After equipping, Willpower -2, Inspiration +10, and gain a layer of mental barrier, which can resist low-level curse and mystic attacks. Activate the Seal of Shelter to temporarily strengthen the mental barrier and resist mid-level curse and mystic attacks. After activation, it consumes one point of willpower every hour."

"Note: The merciful Lord will protect His devout believers, allowing us to walk in the darkness without worrying about getting lost in evil."

It is to lower the will and increase inspiration.

Looking at the Walker's Amulet, Wu Chang remembered the special medicine distributed by the sanatorium.

Both can increase the user's mental resistance, but both will reduce willpower and increase inspiration.

According to the introduction on the attribute panel, inspiration is an extremely important attribute for intelligent creatures. It can be understood as the level of mental activity, or it can be understood as another feeling that is independent of physical organs.

Science, theology, art and even politics, human beings’ understanding of the world in all fields cannot be separated from inspiration.

Just like Newton was hit by an apple and discovered the law of gravity; Mei Taizu held the Fallen Cherry Axe and discovered that weapons are better than eloquence.

Countless sparks of inspiration have allowed humans to stand out from countless animals and evolve into what they are today.

For players, the active thinking brought by inspiration will be reflected in actual use, allowing players to learn and master skills more quickly, find unknown clues in dungeons more easily, and understand various mystics and new concepts more easily...

But inspiration is a double-edged sword. Exceeding the normal level of mental activity can make people see many things that ordinary people cannot see.

Moderate discovery creates genius, excessive discovery creates madman.

When what is discovered through inspiration subverts or even destroys the discoverer's cognition, inspiration becomes the cause of self-destruction.

Because of this, the inspiration to explore the unknown and the will to maintain one's original heart must be improved in sync, walking on two legs.

But everything in the Moonlight Sanatorium is designed to reduce willpower and increase inspiration.

It was as if something existing in the void was using inspiration as a trap to lure people in the sanatorium towards it.

And that existence can't wait to show itself to people.

As speculation formed in Wu Chang's mind, he felt a pair of gazes falling on him. He looked up suddenly and looked towards the corner of the ceiling.

The feeling of being watched passed by in a flash, as if it was an illusion on his part.

You are the dungeon BOSS, right? Do you dare to come out and fight me? Then I will let you know what the black hand is.

As his mind calmed down, he followed Jinton's example and hung the walker's amulet on his body.

Before wearing the walker's amulet, relying on his fifty-odd points of inspiration, he could sense the huge danger from outside the room even without the reminder of the admission instructions.

After activating the walker's amulet, the danger became very weak. He pushed the door and left the room. He just felt a little colder outside, but other than that, there was nothing unusual.

With the help of the walker's amulet and the number on the key, he quickly found Jinton's room.

In the iron box under Kington's bed, he found a white key.

The moment he got the key, the deep red resentment that was originally attached to Jinton dissipated.

Another reward has arrived.

(End of this chapter)