Minecraft: Steve came to the back room

"It wasn't me who died."

Good heavens, is it better to sacrifice a fellow Daoist than myself?

Yang Bo gained a new understanding of this guy's personality.

"Where is this place? Does it have a name?"

"You mean the number? This is the Level Fun level."

"Is this the pleasure level? What level are the party leaders and partygoers on?"

"The Hedonistic Layer! Only, this used to be the Hedonistic Layer, but because of an explosion, the Party Master who controlled all the partygoers on this layer died, and a third of the entire layer was swallowed by the void. Almost all the partygoers who remained on the layer perished, leaving only me..."

Upon hearing this truly explosive news, Yang Bo stopped in his tracks:

"You were transformed from a partygoer?"

“I used to be a partygoer. But have you ever seen a party for one? After being here alone for so long, I changed… I became different from other partygoers.”

How do you know so much?

"Because the Lord of the Party died, all the partygoers died, and then... I became the Lord of the Levels, just like you."

Yang Bo: "..."

What a relief! All your competitors are dead, and you're forced to inherit the throne.

However, in retrospect, it seems that his lower-level schools also came about in this way.

Chapter 149 The Imprisoned Disappointment Guy

boom--

A skeleton adorned with colorful ribbons suddenly fell from the ceiling. Yang Bo calmly reached out and pushed the skeleton aside.

"Dude, that's enough! There have been dozens of these traps along the way. Even an eighty-year-old woman wouldn't be scared by them now, let alone me."

"You're a spoilsport too..."

"That's because your skills aren't good enough!"

Yang Bo was having a bit of a headache. This guy really wanted to play a prank, but doing this more than ten times in half an hour would get boring no matter how scary it was.

He kicked the green plastic ball that was rolling towards him from the ground.

"Then can you teach me?"

"It's not a matter of whether I teach you or not, it's that you have no goal at all! According to your introduction, in this whole level, it's just you and those partygoers who were kicked out here. Even if you learn a lot, you'll only play around for a day or two at most..."

Although this guy mutated into a playful rascal, spending so much time in this awful place has made him somewhat withdrawn.

"Then what should I do?"

"Once I find those spoilsports, come with me and we'll leave this place. I'll take you to my level and open a haunted house."

Yang Bo nonchalantly fooled the disappointed guest in front of him, saying that this level was even more dilapidated than the previous "school hall" level, and that staying here would only lead to its gradual demise.

Instead of doing that, it would be better to just trick the guy in front of you back.

Although a level master is like a featherless phoenix in other levels, even a piece of toilet paper has its value, let alone a special friendly entity that can become invisible.

"Really?"

"More real than real gold."

The prankster's gloom over his failed prank vanished instantly, and he immediately raised his arm, which had 'degenerated' into that of a normal human.

A rickety wooden door appeared out of thin air on the wall. Using his Observation Haki, Yang Bo could clearly see a dilapidated party room behind the previously empty wall.

There were more than a dozen disappointed guests squatting in the corner of the room.

Yang Bo glanced at the fun-loving guests, then at the spoilsporters squatting in the rooms.

"No, are you kidding me? What were you doing for the past half hour?"

Just kidding~

This guy just found him amusing and took him for a half-hour stroll through the levels, showing him each of the 'simple' prank traps.

"I've fallen for your trick!"

Yang Bo wasn't angry. In fact, he already had a guess in his mind. After all, it was perfectly normal for partygoers to like parties and pranksters to like playing pranks.

But he had to act very angry.

Otherwise, this guy won't feel a sense of accomplishment.

Push open the wooden door and enter the room.

Those bored people who had been squatting in the corner looking "isolated" all raised their heads and looked over.

Those blue, dejected masked faces had an indescribable eeriness about them.

“My name is Yang Bo, and I’m Wilson’s friend. He asked me to take you away.”

"Wilson? He's still alive?"

A spoilsport stood up; his black hoodie was tattered, revealing a blue body underneath.

“He was all alone outside, and he was always hunting partygoers in the Level Fun Hedonism layer.”

Other disappointed guests also stood up upon hearing this.

"Is anyone still fighting the partygoers?"

"We haven't failed yet!"

We must get out of here!

Their tone was somber, but very firm.

"I've come here to take you away."

The leader of the disappointed guests looked at Yang Bo without saying a word.

Yang Bo understood his thoughts perfectly. If it weren't for the vagrants' rebellion, the spoilsport wouldn't have been so easily defeated by the partygoers.

"Trust me, come with me to the new level 52, and I will definitely protect you."

"it is good!"

The leader of the disappointed guests stepped forward and extended his hand, which was wearing a black leather glove.

"We can't afford any more trouble..."

"You can completely trust Yang Bo."

Stand behind Yang Bo!

The two held hands tightly.

"Our main priority now is to find a way out of here. There's a chance that the party area, which has been swallowed by the void, might lead us to the pleasure zone..."

"hehe!"

Yang Bo chuckled and summoned the mist: "Since I'm here, I naturally have a way to leave."

"Just go in. Wilson is waiting for you over there. He will take you back to level 52."

The dozen or so disappointed guests exchanged glances and then stepped into the mist.

After all the disappointed guests left.

Yang Bo turned his gaze to the playful people standing at the door.

"What about you?"

"I…"

Looking around at his surroundings, Wannaoke had lived here since birth, from bustling and joyful times to the desolate and lifeless place he was in now.

"No rush, you can think about it. I have other things I want to ask you."

Yang Bo stuck the torch into the wall of the dilapidated party room, then took out two planks and put them down.

"You said before that the party master who controlled the entire pleasure level was blown up... so that means there used to be only one party master at this level, right?"

"Ah."

"And nowadays, the hedonistic class has a lot of party leaders. I'd like to ask... what's the deal with these party leaders?"

Playful Guest mimicked his actions, plopping down on the wooden board as well: "The Lord of the Party was actually created by the Party Guest, although it sounds a bit unbelievable."

"The flesh and blood cake made by the partygoers is the body of the party master. It will give birth to consciousness... and then control the partygoers to strengthen itself little by little. It will become bigger and bigger, and then transform into more partygoers."

No need to ask anymore.

If he eliminates the other party leaders, he will then face a party leader who can be considered a level leader.

'That's interesting…'

In that case, we cannot allow one company to dominate; sustainable development is the key.

He pondered how to increase the number of partygoers without strengthening the party master's power.

"I've made up my mind. I'll leave with you!"

"Hmm? You've thought it through? You're a level master here, but once you leave, you'll just be an ordinary entity."

"I'm the only one left in the entire hierarchy now."

The playful guy held out his hand and pulled out an invitation full of holes: "I know you've been thinking about this ever since you saw me."

"Are you sure you want to give it to me? And was I being that obvious?"

"This thing only has value if you give it to me; otherwise, it's no different from waste paper."

Yang Bo didn't pretend. He reached out and took the invitation from the playful guest. The moment he touched the invitation, the worn invitation became brand new.

hum-

A hissing sound came from the electrical circuit, and the broken incandescent bulb lit up again.

He closed his eyes, and the invitation in his hand turned into white light and disappeared.

He 'saw' the entire old pleasure level, and the void at the center of the level.