In the dungeon game, I influence all monsters with my strength

outside the window.

Pat pat pat, the sound of rain sounded like thousands of people crying together.

The crows howled and the wind sounded like a ghost howling.

Jiang Yingbai straightened up, squinted his eyes, and his vision gradually adapted to the dim environment around him. Xia and Luota had already fallen asleep, and everything in the room was as usual.

She came to the living room, and a black mass stood there at the door. They were facing each other, eye to eye.

It was her clone. The rain outside the window was too loud. To prevent someone from taking advantage of the opportunity to do evil, she deliberately placed the clone at the door and kept an eye on the corridor.

Without moving the clone, she held up the glowing stone to inspect the room.

Increasing physical fitness in the game does not only mean improving athletic ability, but also the all-round development of all organs.

This makes her hearing several times more acute than before, her clone's attributes are doubled, and she can even pick up other sounds mixed with the sound of rain.

Step, step, step.

The clear sound of footsteps reached the clone's ears.

The pace outside was very slow, and he was not trying to hide it. He seemed to enjoy the atmosphere very much.

"Creak--"

That was the sound of the door opening after the door shaft was rusty.

Jiang Yingbai became more vigilant. Before changing rooms, she asked the waiter about the hotel's occupancy situation. There were no guests in the next room, so it was an empty room.

Moreover, she did not hear the sound of the key being inserted into the keyhole, nor the sound of the lock being opened.

Why did he go to an empty room in the middle of the night?
Is he looking for something?Or looking for someone?

Or maybe Julian didn't give up chasing them and sent someone to kill them again, but the person remembered the wrong house number.

Jiang Yingbai couldn't tell whether the other party only opened the room next door. The rain was so loud that it almost drowned out all the sounds from the outside world.

About 10 seconds later, there was a sound of closing the door next door, and footsteps sounded again in the corridor. The sound got louder little by little, until it reached the door of Jiang Yingbai's room.

A dagger appeared in the clone's hand, and her body tensed up, ready to fight at any time.

Jiang Yingbai only knows one way of fighting, sneak attack when the opponent comes in, fly over and cut his throat with a knife. If it fails, immediately withdraw the clone, put the clone behind the enemy and then sneak attack.

Because she knew that it was useless to fight hand-to-hand. The first and second copies were similar to the rules copies. Danger could not be solved by force. Crisis could not be killed by force, but could only rely on brains.

There are three types of people in the third copy, ordinary people, players, and magicians. Ordinary people can basically ignore them.

Most players are shrewd and cautious, and their trump cards are unpredictable. In other words, players will not give the enemy a chance to get close, and they use various methods.

Just like Jiang Yingbai, who would have thought that a person who can run, jump, talk, and has props can be a clone.

Although the magician does not have a long-range attack, he can defend and lock the enemy. The most difficult thing is that there is no blue bar and no cooldown time.

Therefore, this game focuses on props and abilities, as well as how to use props and abilities. Only those who use props and abilities to their full potential are truly strong.

It was obvious that Jiang Yingbai was not this kind of person. She couldn't come up with a set of usable weapons that could even be fatal in one second. She only had a dagger. She currently lacked too many things.

"Creak--"

Jiang Yingbai squinted his eyes, his eyes were still dark, and the man pushed away the room opposite.

There lived a young man who was very ordinary. He often stayed in his room and never went out. Jiang Yingbai only met him once. At that time, he was sweeping the floor in the lobby of the tavern. He seemed to be a former employee of the tavern.

After the sound of footsteps, there was a rustling sound, like the sound of cloth rubbing against cloth, and the sound became smaller and smaller.

...The living room was dark. A man was squatting in front of the cabinet. There were two things at his feet. One was thin and long, like a stick, and the other was square, like a piece of black cloth.

He reached out and patted his head, trying to focus. The pain in the depths of his head gave him a headache. The pain was so bad that he wanted to hit the wall and kill himself.

This is the sequelae of excessive use of magic. Using black magic crystal to cast spells will consume a lot of brain power and lead to splitting headaches.

At this moment, he was envious of people with high magical talents.

Those people not only learn quickly, cast spells quickly, have high magic power, but also have no side effects.

A magician like him with average talent can take several months to learn a spell, and it takes even longer to control the intensity of magic or cast a spell 100% successfully.

When others use magic to work with their hands and feet, he can only use it once every 10 minutes, and he will have a headache for 9 minutes after using it.

But what he didn't know was that the so-called genius meant no sequelae and no magic power limit.

Due to the limited magic power of their wands, most magicians never know that the magic they use has nothing to do with the World Tree.

Using the Eye of Truth all the time, the headache caused by the side effects almost made him faint, and he is currently relying on one breath to hold on.

A pair of cold eyes appeared in his mind, and the owner of the eyes had long blue hair, Maolin Xiuzhu.

He instantly became energetic and determined to complete the task assigned by the other party tonight no matter what.

He reached towards the cabinet with his left hand and took out the contents. His right hand hung in the air and took the items handed to him by his left hand.

It was a small glass bottle. He held it tightly and slowly placed it on the ground.

Throughout the process, he looked behind him several times. There was a door there, and snoring could be heard from the door, rising and falling.

Whenever the snoring stops, his heartbeat will accelerate several times, and the movements of his hands will stop until the snoring becomes louder.

Although he had stolen thousands of rooms tonight, he was still not used to it. His movements were slow and his heart was beating crazily countless times.

There were a lot of things in the cabinet, including tableware and daily necessities, all in a messy pile. He carefully placed the unnecessary things on the floor.

After carefully sifting through it, he picked up the wand and magic bag on the ground, stood up and opened the upper cabinet. There were several bowls on the first floor and several cloth bags on the second floor. He touched them and put the cloth bag into the magic bag.

After rummaging through the living room, he sat on the floor and closed the Eye of Truth. In an instant, there was only darkness in front of his eyes. He took out a black pill from his pocket, took it, and his headache disappeared.

It was the medicine that the adult gave him.

Black magic crystal can not only be made into magic items, but can also be ground into magic medicine. Most of its functions are used for bonuses, such as speed and strength.

A small part is similar to psychoactive drugs, stabilizing the mind.

After taking several deep breaths to calm down, he carefully moved to the room where he was snoring, opened the Eye of Reality, and the door handle automatically turned open.

He glanced around and saw several cloth bags floating out of the room and flying into the magic bag.

He weighed it and found that the magic bag was much heavier than when he first got it, and it was almost full.

After confirming that it was correct, he closed the door and left, went to the opposite room, and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

This is the last room tonight. I will be free after stealing it. I hope everything goes well.

He was mentally prepared.

"Creak--"

A spacious living room came into view. There was nothing on the table, the chairs were neatly placed aside, and the curtains were tightly closed.

He was very happy that there was actually an empty room.