【Lmao, the gap between people is like a chasm. When others enter a dungeon: running for their lives, dodging monsters, looking for clues.】
【When Lady Witch enters a dungeon: beating up monsters, setting fires, waiting for her teammate to return on his own.】
【Is she really not worried about Xie Zhouxing at all?】
【Night King: “I've been kidnapped by a monster!” Lady Witch: “It's fine, he'll come back on his own at night.”】
【Hahaha, the title Night King is finally coming in handy.】
【The broom is so well-behaved, it clearly really likes Lady Witch.】
【Who could refuse a broom that knows how to act cute, fly, and carry you away to escape?】
【Night King: “I can't.”】
【He might be crying in the monster's nest right now.】
【Hahahahaha that's enough, can you guys stop speaking for Night King? I want to laugh so bad, his image is about to completely collapse for me hahahahaha】
【Hahaha sis, don't force yourself.】
【Lady Witch looks so good lying on the broom, so casual and cool. Her legs are so long, and her skin is so fair.】
【Exactly! This is a horror live stream, not a beauty pageant!】
【Then don't watch.】
【I can't, my eyes are glued to the screen.】
...
Meanwhile, inside the underground nest.
Xie Zhouxing hung in midair, suspended by vines, waiting quietly for a long time.
The surroundings remained in a suffocating darkness, with those eyes embedded in the walls still staring at him.
The damp, cold vines wrapped around his waist and wrists, their tiny black mouths pressing against his hospital gown, clicking as they bit at the fabric.
He could smell the damp, decaying soil of the underground, as well as the thick, nauseating stench of the monster.
Xie Zhouxing fell silent.
After a long moment, he let out a silent sigh.
He knew it.
That heartless Cen Yao probably had no intention of coming to rescue him right away.
But it didn't matter.
He hadn't expected to just wait for her anyway.
Players who could reach this level usually had a few life-saving items saved up.
Moreover, Cen Yao seemed quite curious about his Talent.
Since she wanted to know so badly...
Showing her wasn't out of the question.
Xie Zhouxing tilted his head slightly. In the darkness, a vine silently crept toward his neck.
The surface of the vine was covered in black thorns that resembled rows of backward-growing teeth, creating a faint whistling sound as they sliced through the air.
Xie Zhouxing's ears twitched. In the next instant, he flipped his wrist.
A paper talisman as thin as a cicada's wing appeared out of thin air between his fingers.
The moment the paper talisman burned, a pale gold light barrier enveloped him.
Clang!
The vine struck the barrier with immense force, the impact making Xie Zhouxing's chest feel tight.
But the vine failed to pierce his defense, and the monster deep inside the nest let out a low growl.
More vines shot out from the darkness.
Some lunged toward the top of his head, some wrapped toward his ankles, while others slithered rapidly along the ground, attempting to pierce the barrier from the side.
Listening to the movements coming from all directions, Xie Zhouxing showed no panic.
He was blind, but his hearing, sense of smell, and intuition were far sharper than an ordinary person's in the dark.
Three on the left, two on the right, and the thickest one directly above.
There was also something underground. Xie Zhouxing's breath hitched slightly.
He reached into his item inventory and pulled out a palm-sized silver disc.
Intricate patterns were etched onto the disc, which he pressed into his palm.
“Vibrate.”
Hum!
The silver disc let out a low hum.
An invisible shockwave rippled outward with him as the center. The vines wrapped around him were shaken loose all at once, and large clumps of soil crumbled off the nest's walls.
Xie Zhouxing seized the opportunity to drop from midair.
The moment his toes touched the ground, he rolled quickly to the right.
Swoosh!
A sharp tentacle pierced the air, brushing past the tip of his nose.
He could even feel the icy, fishy wind of the tentacle brushing past the side of his face.
Any closer, and his face would have been impaled.
“Tsk.”
Xie Zhouxing wrinkled his nose. “That almost ruined this young master's face.”
In the darkness, the monster roared even more furiously.
Xie Zhouxing didn't stop. He scrambled to his feet, stepping onto a patch of slick, wet mud.
Another vine attacked from behind. Hearing the sound, he sidestepped to avoid it while throwing out a diamond-shaped metal piece with a backhand flick.
The metal piece hit the ground.
Bang!
A translucent barrier suddenly rose.
The vines slammed into the barrier, their thorns crackling as they were repelled.
Using the few seconds bought by the barrier, Xie Zhouxing sprinted forward.
The crawling sounds of the monsters, the friction of vines against the stone walls, the sticky squelch of rotating eyeballs—all these sounds pieced together in his mind to form a blurry but life-saving map.
A pit ahead, monsters to the left, and a passage behind the stone wall on the right.
He whipped to the right just as a vine lashed out from the darkness.
Xie Zhouxing raised his hand and threw an explosive talisman.
The paper talisman exploded in midair. While the blast didn't deal any fundamental damage to the monster, it forced the vine back half a step.
He took the chance to slip into the narrow passage, but the monsters behind him pursued relentlessly.
Vines repeatedly slammed into the stone walls, sending loose gravel raining down like debris.
Eerie green eyes flashed in the darkness from time to time, and wet panting snapped close behind him.
Xie Zhouxing dodged all the way. A vine whipped his shoulder, turning his face pale with pain, but he didn't even pause his steps.
Another vine swept toward his ankles. Xie Zhouxing kicked off the wall to leap into the air, twisting his body mid-flight to avoid the wrap before landing steadily.
Except, upon landing, his foot suddenly met empty air.
It was actually a drop-off ahead. Hearing the sound of rolling pebbles, Xie Zhouxing's expression shifted slightly.
It was too late to pull back his foot, and his entire body plummeted downward.
Just then, a slender vine cut through the air from behind.
Xie Zhouxing grabbed the vine with a backhand grip, using its retracting force to drag himself back from the edge of the drop-off.
The moment he scrambled back up, he heard the surrounding monsters suddenly freeze.
Xie Zhouxing was also taken aback.
Inside his chest, a familiar power began to awaken.
It was as if the night had finally answered his call.
Or as if something that had been asleep for a long time had broken free from its shackles.
His eyes gradually grew warm.
At first, it was just a slight stinging.
Then, the heat spread along his eye sockets, as if a scorching flame were burning in the depths of his eyes.
Xie Zhouxing slowly raised his head.
His eyes, which had lacked focus, finally reflected a faint light.
The darkness was no longer absolute.
The stone walls of the nest, the muddy ground, the writhing vines, the dense cluster of eyeballs on the walls, and the monsters hiding deep in the darkness—all of them gradually became clear in his vision.
He could see. He could finally see again.
At the same time.
Xie Zhouxing's messy, curly golden hair began to sway without any wind.
The strands turned black, starting from the roots.
The gold faded, replaced by a rich, deep black.
His short hair grew rapidly.
It fell past his ears, swept across his shoulders and back, and finally cascaded all the way down to his hips.
The black hair floated gently in the dim nest, like the night itself.
Rate on N.U.
