A bizarre and terrifying experience; I messed up the dungeon world.

The photo shows a young woman fighting a three-star monster.

The woman moved swiftly, cleaving the monster in two with a single stroke.

The comments below exploded.

"Who is this? So fierce!"

"Judging by his equipment, he should be a newbie. How could he be so strong?"

"Could this be a shill?"

Zhou Lang stared at the photo for a while, feeling that the woman looked somewhat familiar.

But he couldn't remember where he had seen it before.

"Bandage, do you know this person?" he asked.

"I don't know him," the bandaged man said.

Zhou Lang closed the post and continued browsing the forum.

Suddenly, he saw a private message.

The sender was an unfamiliar ID called "Hunter".

"Hello, Zhou Lang. I'm very interested in you. Would you be interested in joining our guild?"

Zhou Lang frowned.

guild?

He had seen it on the forum; guilds do exist in horror games.

A team of skilled players works together to tackle the dungeon.

But Zhou Lang always felt that guilds were unreliable.

With more people involved, the distribution of benefits becomes a problem.

"Not interested," he replied.

The other party replied quickly.

"Don't rush to refuse. Our guild is ranked second and has abundant resources. Join us and you can get more artifacts and items."

Zhou Lang glanced at his unusually low bank balance.

13500 points is indeed not a lot.

"Second place?" he asked.

"Yes. Our guild is called 'Blood Wolf,' and it's quite famous in horror games."

Zhou Lang searched for "Blood Wolf Guild" on the forum.

It really does.

Moreover, it appears to be quite powerful, with over a hundred members.

"I'll think about it," the other party said. "If you agree, we can meet and discuss it in detail."

Zhou Lang thought for a moment.

"I'll think about it some more," he replied.

The other party didn't say anything more.

Zhou Lang closed the private messages and leaned back in his chair.

Joining a guild has both advantages and disadvantages.

The advantage is that you can obtain more resources, the disadvantage is that you will lose your freedom.

"Bandage, do you think I should join?" Zhou Lang asked.

"Whatever," the bandaged man said. "I don't care anyway."

Zhou Lang sighed.

"Can't you give me some advice?"

"My advice is, don't join," the bandaged man said. "Guilds may look glamorous, but they're full of traps."

"What kind of trap?"

"Profit sharing, internal strife, and betrayal," the bandaged man said. "You think the guild is a charity? They value you. Once you're no longer useful, you'll be kicked out immediately."

Zhou Lang nodded.

That makes sense.

He decided not to join a guild for the time being.

At least not now.

Zhou Lang turned off the computer and lay back on the bed.

He closed his eyes, preparing to sleep a little longer.

But as soon as I closed my eyes, I heard a knock on the door.

"Who is it?" he called out.

"I am Han Yingying."

Zhou Lang paused for a moment, then got up to open the door.

Han Yingying stood at the door, holding a bag of fruit in her hand.

"I came to see you," she said.

Zhou Lang let her in.

"Are you healed?" he asked.

"Almost done," Han Yingying said. "How about you?"

"good."

The two sat on the sofa, the atmosphere a little awkward.

After a while, Han Yingying spoke.

"Have you received an invitation from the guild?" she asked.

"Received," Zhou Lang said. "Blood Wolf Guild."

"I received it too," Han Yingying said, "and not just from one guild."

Are you planning to join?

"I don't know," Han Yingying said. "I'd like to hear your opinion."

Zhou Lang remained silent for a few seconds.

"I won't join," he said. "At least not now."

Why?

"Because I don't want to be tied down," Zhou Lang said. "Guilds seem good, but they're actually a lot of trouble."

Han Yingying nodded.

"I think so too," she said, "but it seems Zhao Qiang is planning to join."

"Did he join?"

"Not yet, but he's considering it," Han Yingying said. "He said it's too dangerous for him to go alone; he needs a team."

Zhou Lang remained silent.

He understood Zhao Qiang's thoughts.

So many people died in the last cleanup operation, Zhao Qiang must be scared.

"And you?" Zhou Lang asked, "What do you think?"

"I haven't decided yet," Han Yingying said. "But if you don't join, I probably won't either."

Zhou Lang looked at her.

Why?

"Because I think you're more reliable than the guild." Han Yingying smiled.

Zhou Lang didn't know what to say.

After a while, Han Yingying stood up.

"I have to go now," she said. "You get some rest."

"Um."

Han Yingying walked to the door and suddenly turned around.

"By the way, if you ever run into trouble in the future, you can come to me," she said.

"it is good."

After Han Yingying left, Zhou Lang closed the door.

He returned to the sofa and picked up his phone.

Another private message popped up on the screen.

Still the same "hunter".

"How's your decision?"

Zhou Lang frowned.

Why is this person so annoying?

"I won't join," he replied.

The other party remained silent for a few seconds.

"That's a real shame," the other person said. "I hope you won't regret it later."

Zhou Lang turned off private messages and tossed his phone aside.

He lay on the sofa, staring at the ceiling.

My mind is a mess.

Zhou Lang rested at home for three days, and his injuries were basically healed.

On the morning of the fourth day, he was awakened by a knock on the door.

"Who is it?" he shouted impatiently.

"Delivery." A man's voice came from outside the door.

Zhou Lang opened the door and saw a deliveryman standing at the door.

"Mr. Zhou Lang, your package." The deliveryman handed over a box.

Zhou Lang took the box and closed the door.

The box was very light and had no sender information on it.

Zhou Lang opened the box, and inside lay a black card.

The card had a wolf head logo printed on it, with a line of text below it.

"The Blood Wolf Guild cordially invites you to tonight's gathering. Location: Wall Hotel, Downtown, Time: 8:00 PM."

Zhou Lang threw the card on the table.

"These people are really persistent," he said.

"Do you want to go?" the bandaged man asked.

"I'm not going," Zhou Lang said. "I don't want to join them."

"It wouldn't hurt to go and take a look," the bandaged man said. "At least we can find out more about them."

Zhou Lang thought for a moment.

"That's true."

He picked up the card and put it in his pocket.

At 8 p.m., Zhou Lang arrived at the Huaer Hotel on time.

Several men in black suits stood in the hotel lobby; they looked like bodyguards.

Zhou Lang walked to the front desk and took out the card.

The receptionist glanced at me, smiled, and said, "Please follow me."

She led Zhou Lang into the elevator and took him directly to the top floor.

The elevator doors opened, and Zhou Lang saw a spacious banquet hall.

A large number of people had gathered in the banquet hall, all talking in hushed tones.

Zhou Lang glanced at them and noticed that these people all exuded a special aura.

All players.

"Mr. Zhou, please make yourself at home," the receptionist said before leaving.

Zhou Lang walked into the banquet hall and casually picked up a glass of wine.

He stood in the corner, observing the people around him.

Suddenly, a voice sounded behind him.

"Zhou Lang?"