Minecraft: Steve came to the back room

Wilson glanced at Yang Bo beside him, who really wanted to go to the amusement park for a fun ride.

“Party members are hiding in the ball pit and enclosed slides. If a wanderer wants to get through this area, he has to sprint through as fast as he can, because any corner could be a hiding place for a party member.”

boom--

Gunshots rang out, bullets pierced the plastic slide, followed by the sound of a heavy object hitting the ground as a partygoer with a headshot slid down the slide.

"To be honest, if you're not the party master, the pleasure floor is a really good floor. There's food, drinks and games, it's definitely a great place to throw a party."

Wilson really wanted to find a mirror to look at himself and see if he was still blue.

Can you talk to a spoilsport like me about parties?

"This party leader that's entrenched in this amusement area is very strong. I... I'm afraid I can't go with you."

"how?"

"While we spoilsports are naturally resistant to the Blood Carnival virus and the mind control of the party master, it's not absolute. Although this kind of large-scale party master can't control me, he can kill me directly through mind control."

Yang Bo nodded upon hearing Wilson's explanation and reached out to pat him on the shoulder.

"Don't worry, I'm here."

Looking up into the depths of the amusement area, Yang Bo couldn't see the party leader of this area at all, obstructed by various amusement facilities.

Stepping onto the padded suspension bridge, below lies a colorful ball pit. Using "Observation Haki," one can clearly see the partygoers crouching inside the colorful plastic balls.

'Garlic birds, garlic birds, they're all having a tough time. Let's find the party leader first; those guys will definitely come to their aid.'

After crossing the suspension bridge area, you arrive at a trampoline area where some partygoers are standing under the trampolines, which are actually traps; if you jump on them, you will fall to the bottom.

How can you leave?

An unfamiliar voice rang in his mind again. However, having already killed several Party Masters, Yang Bo knew that the speaker was the Party Master of this area.

"Why didn't you consider leaving when you invaded my level?"

“That has nothing to do with me. Although we party leaders can share information, we are all independent individuals. If you leave my area, I can offer you assistance.”

"Help? You'll help me?"

Yang Bo almost laughed, carrying the Devouring Void as he continued deeper into the amusement area: "What can you do for me? Let me slaughter partygoers at will? Or help me take down the other party leaders?"

"I can agree to anything you say, whether it's a partygoer or another party host."

"Furthermore, I noticed there's a spoilsport with you. He must be your friend. What do you think about... offering some spoilsport as payment for your departure?"

Yang Bo's smile faded.

"I agree to these conditions, but I've been away for quite a while, so I need to go back. I hope you haven't lied to me when I return."

"Will not."

The two reached a temporary agreement.

Why are you back?

"Something came up, let's go back first."

Yang Bo responded to Wilson expressionlessly, and a white mist appeared: "Let's go back and talk about this; it's not convenient here..."

He put his arm around Wilson's shoulder and walked into the fog.

In the blink of an eye, the two returned to the main world.

"What exactly happened?"

"The party leader of the amusement park said there were other spoils for the party."

Wilson didn't care about the environment of the main world, since the back room had all sorts of levels.

"Really?"

"I don't know, that's what the party leader said. Also... that's not the most important thing, Wilson. I wanted to ask if there's any special connection between the party leaders, like..."

Yang Bo looked extremely serious.

"For example, if you take down one party leader, the remaining party leaders will become stronger, or their level of authority will be raised."

Wilson still had that same crying face, showing no change in expression whatsoever.

However, he remained silent for a long time, clearly also considering the matter.

“I don’t know. Party leaders have died before, but… no one has ever slaughtered them on such a large scale as you have. Why do you have this idea?”

"too weak."

Yang Bo walked to a chair and sat down: "If we disregard mental abilities, a single party master, relying solely on his own power and the telekinetic ability to barely throw some tables and chairs, is probably not even comparable to a level 9 suburban neighborhood watchman."

"And just now when I casually mentioned whether it could help me hunt down other partygoers and party leaders, it didn't even hesitate."

"A person with normal intelligence would definitely not agree to such a condition. After all, once all the partygoers and the party master are dead, it will not only lose its value but also become an eyesore. After all, who can refuse a complete hierarchy?"

Being a traitor isn't so easy.

If the Little Life regime had won back then, the first to be punished would have been them, to appease public anger and win over the people. The second would have been the majority of the puppet troops, since it's not so easy to seize a gun.

"Your analysis is correct."

"Furthermore, it says there are other spoilers, and I don't think it's lying. After all, if someone were lying about something like this, they could be exposed with just a glance. The only dangerous thing is that these surviving spoilers are being held captive, or even... in some extremely dangerous places that even the party master wouldn't want to waste the party guests' space."

Wilson nodded slightly, then walked to the side and sat on the ground, hugging his legs with both hands and burying his head between his legs, looking like he was being bullied.

"No, is this how you spoilsports think? Should I build you a corner and give you a highlight?"

"Wilson, let's stop thinking about it for now and go back to school. We can discuss this further later. As for those spoils of the fun, I'll figure something out."

Aside from being quiet and disliking crowds, the spoilsport is actually a very nice person.

Wilson looked up upon hearing this:

"Yang Bo, is this your level?"

"It's not a hierarchy, it's my world."

Back to the cafeteria.

"Boss, is everything resolved?"

Wright never doubted that Yang Bo couldn't solve the problem; it was just a matter of time.

"No, there was just a minor hiccup."

Yang Bo looked up at the balloons in the cafeteria; there were noticeably fewer balloons there.

'It seems that the one who infiltrated level 52 and planted the balloon traps wasn't just one party leader, nor all of them…'

"Wilson, you rest for a bit, I'll go over there again."

Controlling a red balloon to fly in front of me, I reached out and grabbed the string that was attached to the balloon.

These balloons are really an eyesore. If this isn't dealt with, he'll feel uncomfortable whenever he sees them.

Chapter 143 The Mist in the Dream

Two days passed in the blink of an eye.

Yang Bo relentlessly cleared all the balloons from the school, and on average, each balloon represented more than ten partygoers, making him a fortune.

The main world.

"Nezuko, push hard, don't worry about me."

"grown ups…"

Nezuko stood beside a majestic Arcanine, her hand holding the Nichirin Blade trembling slightly.

Although she knew in her heart that she wouldn't really hurt Yang Bo, she still couldn't bring herself to do it.

"Please, I really can't do it..."

Seeing Nezuko's tearful expression, Yang Bo sighed, stepped forward, and reached out to pat her head.

"Forget it, let's go find your brother Tanjiro to help me train."

Nezuko is so cute, if she doesn't want to, she doesn't have to.

However, as soon as they finished speaking, a cloud of white mist appeared beside them.

"Huh...huh..."

Tanjiro emerged from the mist, his face pale, and knelt down on the grass, panting heavily.

Nezuko quickly ran over and helped Tanjiro up, asking with concern:

"Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Upon hearing Nezuko's voice, Tanjiro's eyes instantly welled up with tears, and he opened his arms to embrace Nezuko.

"Midouzi——"

Nezuko sensed her brother's emotions and stiffened slightly, then reached out and stroked Tanjiro's head.

"Brother, I'm here. I've always been here!"

Yang Bo, noticing Tanjiro's expression, stepped forward and asked softly, "Tell me, what happened? Was the Demon Slayer Corps wiped out by Muzan?"

Tanjiro: "..."

"Sir, I'm sorry, I... I was attacked on the train and fell into a dream. I sensed something was wrong, but... I couldn't wake up. Finally, I remembered you, and then I summoned the mist..."

Yang Bo: "..."

"Okay, I see."

You can even get here through the fog in your dreams? Good grief, you're practically cheating!

"Let me explain the situation to you first. Because of the incident at Spider Mountain, Muzan Kibu felt that the Lower Moons were too weak, so he eliminated the other Lower Moons. However, because of Lower Moon One's abnormal worship attitude, which he liked, he gave him another chance. And the one attacking you now is the enhanced Lower Moon One, Enmu."

"His Blood Demon Art can force people into a dream, but to kill someone in a dream, you need to make the dreamer fall into a daze. The conditions for escaping are both simple and difficult; you only need to commit suicide in the dream."

Tanjiro stared in disbelief, his eyes wide with shock and admiration.

"Sir, you truly live up to your reputation! You're amazing!"

Yang Bo smiled and waved his hand: