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

Chapter 195 196.

When he opened his eyes again, he was already in a strange place. There were several strange people standing around him. When they saw him appear, they all glanced at him, their expressions changing.

Maybe it was because he looked flustered that his teammates recognized him as a newcomer at a glance.

A tall, muscular middle-aged man with a Chinese character face, a calm face and a straight body, wearing a gray coat and casual pants, slowly came to Ye Wenfan.

The two were about the same height and looked at each other, "Newcomer?"

Before Ye Wenfan could answer, there was a man next to him. He was thin and slightly hunched, wearing a blue and white coat. The corners of his mouth were raised, his smile was a bit obscene, and his tone was a bit sharp.

"Can't you tell at a glance?"

The man with the country face frowned and glared at him. The man in the blue and white coat smiled, looked away, put his hands in his pockets and said nothing.

Ye Wenfan's eyes swept over everyone one by one, and finally landed on the handsome man, "Where is this place?"

"A real game world," Guofian Nannan paused and added, "It can appear anywhere out of thin air. When you see its name, or its icon, or touch the game console, you will be It teleports here.”

After listening to his explanation, Ye Wenfan quickly calmed down. He suddenly recalled that since three years ago, there had been missing cases in the news where the murderer had not been found.

Every time something like this happens, the police are dispatched as soon as possible, but when they come to the victim's home and inspect it, they can only come to the conclusion that there is no trace of outsiders entering the house, and that all the victims suddenly disappeared alone at home.

He thought he now understood why the victims disappeared.

Ye Wenfan put his hands in his pockets and touched the center of the pocket. The fabric felt cool to the touch and there was nothing in the pocket, but this was normal. He never put anything in his pocket.

Ye Wenfan's mind was spinning very fast, and he quickly remembered one thing, "Will everything be transmitted by it?"

The handsome-faced man asked, "What do you mean?"

Ye Wenfan explained, "What I mean is, if I hold an object or a creature in my hand when being teleported, will that be teleported over?"

The man in gray shook his head, "No."

Ye Wenfan nodded, his expression unchanged. It seemed that only the clothes and decorations he was wearing would be teleported together.

Ye Wenfan lowered his head and thought about what this method of judgment was, and who was making the judgment, whether it was by his side, and to confirm the clothes he was wearing before teleporting.

Could it be that every time before teleportation, someone would hide next to me and stare at me?

Thinking about it this way, it's actually a bit creepy.

But Ye Wenfan quickly denied this. If he did this, it would be difficult not to be discovered.

Moreover, it seems that it is not difficult to transport people into another world out of thin air and select and transfer items.

So is it possible to be opportunistic when bringing teleported items?

This seemed difficult, after all, he was in front of a group of old players. Old players meant they had experience, and they must have tried this.

Ye Wenfan raised his eyes and glanced at everyone. Everyone's pockets were flat and looked just like him, with nothing inside.

But now it seems they failed.

If the parts of a weapon are disassembled and hung on the body like accessories, will the system transfer those parts? Maybe I can try it next time.

Thinking about this, Ye Wenfan came back to his senses, "What do we need to do?"

The man with a Chinese character looked away from Ye Wenfan. "Complete the mission alive. There will be people in the game who are like NPCs in the game. They will lead the way, issue missions, and explain the precautions and scope of activities."

After understanding the rules and situation, Ye Wenfan nodded and continued to ask, "So what is the general mission? Who is our enemy?"

When everyone heard his question, their faces suddenly darkened. Everyone seemed to be afraid of this.

Realizing something was wrong, Ye Wenfan increased his vigilance.

Even veteran players were frightened by this statement.

Is it some kind of scary-looking monster?

Ye Wenfan asked nervously, "What's wrong with you?"

The man with the Chinese character face said to him with an ugly face, "It's a ghost."

Ye Wenfan's eyebrows twitched and his heart beat faster. Their enemies were completely supernatural beings. No wonder everyone looked so ugly. The mission must be very difficult.

Ye Wenfan spent some time in the countryside when he was a child, and accidentally heard about many taboos. There was a grandmother in the village who knew these things very well. It is said that she still had an ancestral peach wood sword at home.

At the time, he thought these were ridiculous, a group of backward and feudal villagers, but now it seemed that was not the case at all. Ghosts existed, and the things and rules they talked about were probably true.

Ye Wenfan now regrets that he did not listen carefully to what they told them about those things. Perhaps those things can be of great help in future tasks.

Thinking of this, Ye Wenfan glanced at everyone's clothes again. They were very normal and ordinary people. He swallowed nervously. This was not good news.

If Taoism exists, if those things are useful, these people will definitely learn and understand them in order to save their lives, but they seem to have nothing to do with Taoism at all.

Are those in the tradition false?

So why are ghosts real?

This is ridiculous.

The man with the Chinese face coughed, and his fear dissipated a lot, and his expression returned to normal. "The mission usually requires us to go to a place to investigate the truth of certain things, or to play some strange games."

Ye Wenfan nodded and asked hopefully, "Then the ghost can be eliminated."

After listening to his words, the people around him unconsciously showed contemptuous smiles on their faces, as if they were mocking his innocence.

Ye Wenfan realized that they had misunderstood him and explained, "I mean, are there no props in the mission that can destroy ghosts?"

The man with a Chinese face made a serious face and said, "Some missions will have props that can destroy ghosts, but there are very few, almost none."

Ye Wenfan felt a chill in his heart and felt that his future was in doubt. Could he die here? That's a shame, his experiment isn't finished yet.

He asked unwillingly, "Then what should we do if we encounter a ghost? Run away? Or we can only wait for death."

The man with the Chinese face shook his head and said, "Avoid triggering a crisis. Ghosts will not appear under normal circumstances. As long as you avoid all traps, you will be fine."

Marven Ye breathed a sigh of relief and nodded, "Thank you."

This thank you is sincere and unfathomable. Especially in this strange state where you may lose your life, it is really difficult to meet such a kind person who can explain your doubts in detail.

The handsome-faced man nodded, indicating that it was a trivial matter.

(End of this chapter)