Of course, calling these ten people newbies was accurate, but that didn't mean they were weak.
Here, "newbies" referred to people entering a dungeon for the first time.
Among them were ordinary people as well as cultivators.
Some were players who had drawn common talents, while others had drawn special talents.
They weren't all useless.
The ten of them stood in the middle of the courtyard, hesitantly looking back and forth at the two empty rooms not far away, their eyes filled with indecision.
One of them, a pure-looking girl in a long white dress with black hair draping over her shoulders, blinked her slightly tearful eyes and asked in a trembling voice.
“Um... what should we do now?”
Cheng Luoying was absolutely terrified.
Just a few days ago, her peaceful life had undergone an earth-shattering change.
First, she had heard a voice talking about drawing a talent.
Then, it said she had to participate in some specter dungeon.
At the time, she thought she was hallucinating from too much stress. She never expected that after falling asleep tonight, she would actually wake up in this ghostly place.
According to the dungeon notifications, she roughly understood that this was a specter dungeon.
As a player, she needed to complete the main quest to clear it and leave.
But...
How was she supposed to clear it?
Not to mention, she had just witnessed a mass of blood-red light coalesce into a human form.
And then someone said he was a ghost.
Apparently, he was some peak Blood-Clad expert, a captain of the National Paranormal Bureau.
Later, she had seen a talking yellow weasel.
This completely shattered her basic understanding of the world built over all these years.
Encountering a specter dungeon had already kept her nerves tightly strung. Now, she discovered that ghosts actually existed in the real world too, and even demons!
For the moment, she couldn't tell whether the specter dungeon was more dangerous, or the real world.
Honestly, it really hadn't been easy for her to survive to this point.
Of course, she wasn't the only one who felt this way.
Eight out of the ten people here were in the same boat, having never encountered such bizarre and supernatural things before.
And what was even worse was the dungeon notifications they had received earlier.
“So, is a specter dungeon what I think it is? Like those infinite flow novels I used to read?”
“I don't know.”
Someone rubbed their arms vigorously.
“Let's not talk about that for now.”
“Don't you guys think it's really cold?”
“When we were outside this old residence, even though we were at the mountain peak with the night wind blowing, I only felt a bit cool. But the very moment we stepped through the gates of this old residence, I suddenly felt a very strange cold. It's not the kind of cold from a drop in temperature, but a deep, bone-chilling cold that seeps from the inside out.”
“So, is there really some kind of specter in this old residence?”
Everyone shivered in unison.
“Maybe we should head into a room to rest first? It might be warmer inside.”
He looked at the two empty rooms.
“Only these two are left. We can do exactly five people per room.”
“Should... should we split up?”
“Why don't the ten of us stay in one room? Anyway, there aren't enough beds in the rooms. Even if we split into two rooms, most of us will still have to sleep on the floor.”
“Since we're going to sleep on the floor anyway, staying in one room would be much safer.”
As he spoke, he glanced warily toward the only room in the courtyard that was occupied by a person... no, occupied by a ghost.
After all, they weren't the only ones staying in this courtyard.
If they split up and something unexpected happened...
“Let's stay together then. I agree.”
Some were still hesitating, but others couldn't bear it anymore.
“I'm really freezing!”
“Keep hesitating if you want, I'm going in first.”
With that, he quickly walked to the nearest empty room and pushed the door open.
Perhaps because he was now indoors, he felt the eerie chill ease up quite a bit.
At the very least, it wasn't as bone-chilling as it was outside.
Seeing someone take the lead, the others naturally didn't want to stay outside either. After all, in the dead of night, the old residence looked rather eerie.
It felt as if something could pop out at any moment.
In the end, all ten of them squeezed into a single room.
None of them had the courage to go to the other empty room.
Fortunately, the guest rooms here weren't small or cramped, so everyone still had some space to move around.
Someone walked over to the bed.
“This bed is a decent size. It can fit two or three people.”
“Who's sleeping on the bed?”
Everyone looked at each other and realized that out of the ten of them, there happened to be exactly three women.
Perhaps because they had just entered the specter dungeon and hadn't yet been beaten down by its harsh reality, they still possessed a sense of basic decency and chivalry.
“Let's... let the three women sleep on it. It wouldn't look right for girls to sleep on the floor like us rough guys.”
Although some were displeased, they figured it would be unseemly for grown men to fight women for a bed, so they all tacitly agreed.
Cheng Luoying quickly expressed her gratitude.
“Thank you so much, thank you.”
Her reaction didn't carry even a hint of taking their chivalry for granted.
This softened the expressions of those who had been slightly disgruntled.
As for the other two women, their faces were still frozen in shock.
They were clearly terrified out of their wits. Let alone conversing normally, the only reason they weren't screaming and running away was because there were so many people around.
Seeing them like this, Cheng Luoying sighed softly and settled them on the inner side of the bed.
She sat on the edge of the bed, seemingly wanting to chat with the other players.
A few of the male players pulled over some chairs, dusted them off with their sleeves, and sat right down, not caring if they were clean or not.
“By the way, it's too dark in here. Should we turn on the light?”
Someone happened to be standing by the door, and as they closed it, they flipped the switch on the wall.
Instantly, the room was flooded with bright light.
Everyone instinctively squinted for a moment before their eyes adjusted.
Once the light was on, the anxious and restless atmosphere gradually began to dissipate.
A player sitting on a chair suddenly spoke up.
“Do you guys have any thoughts on this?”
“What thoughts could we have? We just entered the dungeon and don't know anything yet. I think we should rest first, then try to interact with the NPCs in this old residence tomorrow.”
“Or we could contact the other players.”
“They seem experienced and probably aren't here for the first time. Maybe we can get some information out of them.”
“If we can gather some useful information, we'll definitely avoid a lot of detours for the upcoming main quest.”
Saying this, he turned to look out the window.
However, perhaps because the room was too bright, he could see nothing but pitch black through the window, whereas before he could make out the faint outlines of the courtyard.
No, that wasn't entirely true—there were also the reflections of everyone in the room on the glass.
Rate on N.U.
