Minecraft: Steve came to the back room

"It's alright! But Tanjiro, I want to know about that gentleman from earlier, and... about your sister."

A ghost who is not afraid of sunlight, and a mysterious person who can make him stronger at will.

Either of them could change the current situation of the Demon Slayer Corps and Muzan Kibutsuji.

"Mr. Yang Bo..."

Tanjiro looked troubled: "Brother, I can't reveal Mr. Yang Bo's information, but if you have any questions, I can pass them on to him."

"As for Nezuko, she's my sister, and... a demon, but don't worry, she's never eaten a human. She's very kind..."

Kyojuro nodded, looking at Tanjiro who was eager to explain: "I believe you!"

“But this matter is too important, you must come with me to see the lord.”

In the normal storyline, after the Spider Mountain incident, Tanjiro will meet with his master, Kagaya Ubuyashiki, because of Nezuko's matter.

However, now that Nezuko is always by Yang Bo's side, there is no longer a scene in the story where Tanjiro and Nezuko are put on trial.

An ordinary, low-level Demon Slayer is naturally not qualified to meet the lord.

"Alright, I will explain to the lord personally."

"Wilson, don't worry!"

Yang Bo stood before a cloud of mist and said earnestly:

"As long as the party leader isn't lying, I'll bring the other spoilsports back safely."

Chapter 148 Level Fun - Hedonistic Level

This is a special level that was not recorded in the legendary notes.

There was no light source in the entire level, only endless darkness and the feeling of being constantly watched.

"What a terrible place. No wonder even the party master is reluctant to let his party guests come here."

Holding a torch, Yang Bo observed the surrounding recreational facilities: dilapidated slides, rusty swings, and a moldy ball pit. The area was an abandoned playground.

Moreover, it's a wasteland-themed amusement park.

The air was filled with a lingering musty smell.

Tick-tock...

Most of the ceiling here has completely fallen off, revealing the rusty pipes inside, with murky liquid dripping from time to time.

Stepping on the deflated balloon on the ground, Yang Bo cautiously explored forward.

'Damn it, I wonder which bastard was spying on me in the dark…'

Even though there were no physical entities around him under the influence of Observation Haki, the feeling of being watched had lingered ever since he arrived in this godforsaken place.

"Hey!! Is anyone there?!"

Without any response, Yang Bo continued forward.

Suddenly, a semi-transparent yellow figure slid down the dilapidated slide not far away.

But the figure suddenly disappeared halfway down the slide.

Yang Bo: "..."

Damn it! The cabinet moved, I'm not playing anymore...

'Were those partygoers just now?'

With his yellow body and that wound-like smile, he's definitely a partygoer.

However, there was no sign of Observation Haki at all, and the party member from earlier didn't even have a health bar left.

Holding the Devouring Void in his hand, Yang Bo realized that it was glowing on its own.

However, this light can only be seen with the naked eye and cannot illuminate any point around it.

whee--

A distorted child's laughter came from the darkness. The sudden sound and the eerie change in tone sent chills down Yang Bo's spine.

"Hold!"

Fear is often accompanied by anger.

Yang Bo sprinted forward with all his might towards the direction from which the sound came, his speed even faster than when he fought Qi Wozuo.

A partygoer appeared at the edge of the torchlight, slowly walking into the darkness with his back to him, holding a red balloon in his hand.

"Die!"

whee--

The eerie laughter rang out again, followed by the Devouring Blade slashing fiercely across the partygoer's body.

Unharmed.

The partygoers continued to walk slowly forward.

'phantom?'

The thought flashed through Yang Bo's mind, and the figure of the partygoer disappeared again.

I stopped in my tracks. The orange-yellow flames flickered gently, dispelling some of the darkness, but the rest of the place remained pitch black, and the sense of loneliness was chilling.

'Damn, I can't do anything reckless. Since there's no health bar, then...'

Before he could finish his thought, a highlighted figure appeared in the darkness.

A partygoer!!

Holding a torch, he walked towards where the partygoers were.

'Don't act rashly, assess the situation first…'

We crossed a ball pit area filled with deflated plastic balls.

"Playful Guest"

As he got closer, Yang Bo finally saw the name of the 'partygoer'.

"A 'Playboy'? What's that? A mutant partyboy?"

Continuing forward, the torchlight illuminated the area ahead, revealing a dozen or so partygoers standing on the narrow, colorful suspension bridge.

They stood motionless on the dilapidated suspension bridge, leaving him with a bewildered view of their backs.

Apart from the "playful guests" who mingled among them, the other partygoers were not highlighted and had no names or health bars.

'Is this a plan to lure them in and then kill them?'

In this situation where truth and falsehood are intertwined, it is all too easy for ordinary homeless people to be killed by the "playboys" mixed in with them.

Suddenly, the motionless partygoers slowly turned their heads, and when they saw the other person's face, their eyes widened in surprise.

No smiley face!

He only has smooth, yellow skin, just like a faceless spirit!

Aside from turning their heads, they did nothing else.

Suddenly, the faceless partygoers vanished, along with the "playboy."

Yang Bo strode forward to the suspension bridge and suddenly reached out and slapped the air.

Snapped--

The "playboy" who had just disappeared along with those phantoms reappeared, and it seemed he wanted to leave.

It can turn invisible, and doesn't seem to be hostile.

After all, this guy's name is White, not Red.

"Hey friend, wait a minute before you go, I need to ask you something. Have you seen that spoilsport?"

The playful guy turned his head, revealing his blood-stained smiling face.

However, compared to the partygoers, this guy's smile was less eerie and more mischievous and lewd.

"I've met you."

Yang Bo was slightly taken aback, not expecting that this guy could actually answer him.

In fact, Partygoers and Depressors are among the more intelligent races in the universe. They can make tools, weapons, and traps, and they can also graffiti, write, and devise tactics during wartime.

In some ways, they are even smarter than humans.

"Could you take me there?"

"Can you play with me?"

The playful guest showed no awareness of being caught by Yang Bo, and instead asked questions in a serious tone.

"Yes, as long as you lead me to those spoilsports, I'll play with you!"

"Really? Okay then. Those blue guys are such a killjoy, wouldn't it be better to play together?"

Dude, his name is "Disappointment Killer," okay?!

Who wants to hang out with you when they're in a bad mood? Besides, are you even playing around? You're probably trying to scare people to death, aren't you?

Even seasoned homeless people would be terrified by what they just witnessed.

"Let's go!"

The guy took a step forward.

"Hurry up."

Yang Bo quickly followed: "Aren't you curious why I came here?"

"This is a cage. Anyone who gets to come here was thrown here by the party leader."

"cage?"

"That's right, there's only an entrance and no exit here. If you try to force your way out, the mortality rate is 99%. However, if you want, you can try, since the mortality rate isn't 100%..."

"You're quite willing to do that."