All players: I can choose my own dungeon rewards.

Chapter 270 Clues Plan
"Are we really trapped?"

Finding that he could not transfer to the location of the clone in the outer city, Wang Zhifan suddenly realized that the current problem might be bigger than he thought. Not only was he stuck in the strategy mission, but they, the players, might also be blocked by the Evil Spirit Building. stand up.

This feeling of being locked in a cage is naturally annoying, and Wang Zhifan is no exception. When he saw this, he immediately activated his wall-penetration skills and rushed out of the office on the top floor of the building. Then he jumped out of a window on the top floor and opened it in mid-air. The Fire Wings skill of the Demonic Dragon Armor flapped its flame wings like a fire dragon and flew away from the building.

He wants to use practice to verify whether he can no longer escape from this evil spirit building!

And a few seconds later, the result was obvious.

"Why did I fly to the Evil Spirit Mansion again? I was clearly staying away from it just now!"

Wang Zhifan, who was still flying in the air with the wings of fire, was surprised to find that before he had flown a hundred meters away, the Evil Spirit Building that was supposed to be behind him suddenly appeared in front of him, making him fly farther and farther away from it. close!

"A ghost can break through a wall? Or some other ability? I don't believe I can't escape!"

Encountering a common plot in classic ghost movies, Wang Zhifan immediately ignited the fighting spirit to fight against it. However, he is not completely stubborn, but he knows that he can solve this kind of ghost trick based on his own conditions. The method is to rely entirely on perception. Strength to act.

I saw that he suddenly closed his eyes, not letting the easily deceived senses of the visual organ guide his flight, but relying entirely on the powerful perception brought by his super high spiritual attributes to guide his actions. In this way, It is difficult for ordinary blind methods to affect him.

"It's so cruel... No wonder I can't transfer to the clone outside. It turns out that this evil spirit building is so powerful... The copy really spent enough money to deal with me this time..."

The sportswear female player immediately expressed her stance upon seeing this.

Wang Zhifan then replied and shared what he discovered.

If it were a normal situation, someone would definitely become nervous immediately if they knew they were trapped in an area, and would involuntarily try to escape from the area that blocked them. However, the players in front of him heard him tell this terrible thing. There wasn't much of a reaction.

After hearing this, the cold-faced woman immediately mocked these arrogant companions.

"It's normal. As long as we clean up the building and complete the task, we will definitely be able to leave! And even if we can't leave, it's okay. We originally wanted to return to reality. It doesn't matter whether we are restricted here or not."

The greasy-faced middle-aged man also responded quickly, saying that he hadn't had a good rest yet.

When these companions were discussing when to enter the building, only Wang Zhifan did not say anything. He looked at them quietly and felt helpless in his heart.

The young man with dark circles said excitedly when he saw him falling from the sky, his eyes focused on the Wings of Fire that quickly disappeared behind Wang Zhifan.

"Please wait a little longer, sharpening the knife will not delay the woodchopping."

The dark-eyed young man waved his hands and didn't care about the bad situation proposed by Wang Zhifan, because he knew that no copy could limit the player's ability to return to reality.

"I'm almost rested and can enter the building at any time."

The greasy-faced middle-aged player focused on the purpose of Wang Zhifan's actions just now. When he saw Wang Zhifan flying around in the sky and appearing in all directions around the building, he suspected that he was investigating the surrounding situation of the Evil Spirit Building.

"No, I was just testing whether I could escape from this building, but the result was not good. I found that we have been restricted to this place."

"What were you doing just now? Are you investigating the surrounding situation?"

Knowing the truth, Wang Zhifan suddenly felt as if a big stone was pressing on his heart. He understood that if this mission could not be completed smoothly, he might be trapped and die here. This can be said to be the most dangerous copy he has ever encountered. Even though the dungeon BOSS is not very powerful, the overall configuration is quite high-end, and he can't do it even if he wants to brute force it.

After closing his eyes, he first confirmed that the Evil Spirit Building in front of him was real, and then he fluttered the flame wings behind him and changed direction, allowing himself to fly away with his back to the building again, but in the next few seconds, he again Encountered a very strange thing, that is, he sensed that the normally normal area in front of him suddenly changed. The Evil Spirit Building that was supposed to be behind him suddenly appeared in front of him, and he could also sense four other people. The player is looking at him at the door of this building!
"No... this is not a deception at all... but the space around this building is connected. Once I go beyond a certain distance, I will appear on the other side of the building!"

After trying several times to escape from the building without giving up, Wang Zhifan quickly gathered the wings of fire behind his back and fell to the ground, standing at the door of the building as the four players below watched.

"Brother! Your pair of flame wings are so cool! They must be rare-level or above equipment!"

After this test, Wang Zhifan finally understood that these players were really blocked around the Evil Spirit Building and could not run far at all, and what was restricting them was quite advanced spatial means.

"So, have you guys rested well? Finish your mission and go home!"

He knew very well that these players had actually cleaned up the building at least once, but the result was repeated again and again, without him knowing it. He had no hope of completing this task, and he couldn't even explain it clearly because Telling the truth will be considered by them as nonsense and a waste of his time and energy.

"I can't waste any more time cleaning up this building. I have to figure out the correct way to clear this dungeon. There's no future in just doing it recklessly."

Seeing that these people were unable to help him at all, Wang Zhifan decided not to cooperate with them. He had to study the secrets of this building more carefully.

But he didn't leave quietly. Instead, he notified the four companions in advance, telling them that he would go into the building to investigate first. After notifying them, he disappeared directly to avoid wasting energy on explaining.

"Haha... we seem to be disliked by some people..."

Seeing him running so fast, the cold-faced female player couldn't help but say something strange behind her back.

"It's okay. As long as the four of us unite as one, we can still clear this dungeon."

The greasy-faced middle-aged man glanced thoughtfully at where Wang Zhifan had left, and spoke to encourage everyone.

In this way, after a while, the four players began to enter the building to clean up, while Wang Zhifan took another route of action. He did not focus on cleaning up the ghosts in the building, and only took action to deal with them when the ghosts actively attacked him. His focus was on investigating other situations in the building in order to find a way to clear the level from some clues.

For example, when other players were cleaning up the underground, he had already appeared in the BOSS room on the top floor of the building, rummaging through boxes and cabinets in this place where the BOSS had long since disappeared, trying to find clues to the other party's origins.

However, reality is often not that simple. He soon discovered that this building may be too old or corrupted by evil forces. Basically, the documents he could find were in tatters and unreadable, and only three of them were placed there. The photo in the drawer of the BOSS room can barely be seen clearly.

The first photo is of a middle-aged man in his fifties wearing a suit. He is standing in an open space with high spirits, waving his arms and pointing around to introduce something to people. Even though this is just an old snapshot, You can also see the passion with which he speaks.

The protagonist of the second photo is the same man, but he seems to have aged a lot, his hair has turned gray, and the place where he is standing has become a large construction site, with many workers operating various machines throughout the construction site Operation seems to be laying the foundation for the building.

The third photo shows the back of a bleak old man in a suit. He is standing in front of a tall unfinished building and looking up at the entire unfinished building. He seems to have become a lot more stooped.

"These three photos seem to be the key clues to completing this mission... The man inside is basically the old BOSS guy... The old man seems to be the designer and owner of this building... It can be seen that he has a deep understanding of This building is very emotional, and it is a pity that it has not been completed... So it is inferred that the purpose of clearing this dungeon is to fulfill his wish? To help him build this building? This is too cheating..."

After carefully studying the three photos he finally found for a while, Wang Zhifan came to this absurd conclusion. To clear this dungeon, he would probably have to help the BOSS evil spirit build a building! But the question is does he have this ability? Not to mention that he currently only has one person, and there are only five other players. He is not a civil engineering or architectural design major, and he doesn't understand this aspect at all!
"Calm down... calm down... Logically speaking, the dungeon won't have a mission that is completely impossible to clear... Even building the building itself can be completed in theory... If I can find the design book, maybe I can really make a makeshift version. The building..."

After stabilizing his mind, Wang Zhifan quickly thought of a potentially useful solution. Maybe if he figured it out, he could fool him into completing this task.

So he then concentrated on searching for things related to building design in this office, preparing to establish the basic conditions for completing his plan.

But just as he had discovered before, the documents in this building had long been decayed. Except for the three photos, the contents could barely be seen clearly. The other documents were broken at a touch, and the words and graphics on them were even more difficult to read. identify.

"It's difficult...it seems I should think of other ways..."

He pondered for a moment, then turned around and left the BOSS room, and went outside to continue searching.

He first searched for the top floor of the building that had been almost cleared by himself, but found no more useful clues. Then he continued to search from the top floor of the building, layer by layer, and cleared away the ghosts on each floor.

This is not because he is looking for trouble for himself, but because he realizes that he may not be able to complete this task in his current state. Only by going back again can there be hope, so cleaning up the ghosts in the building has become a necessary task.

At the same time, the four players were also working hard on the lower floor of the building.

Because they don't have Wang Zhifan as their main force, the speed of clearing ghosts will inevitably slow down a lot. However, they are all players in their thirties after all. They have the strength and experience, and they also know how to cooperate with each other. Without Wang Zhifan as the leader, they will not overturn directly. , after all, the power of ghost theory in this building is not too strong, not as good as those troublesome individuals on the death train.

In this way, after concerted efforts from both sides, an hour or two later, the faint sense of trance that Wang Zhifan was already familiar with came over again, triggering a third retracement.

This time, when everyone stood at the door of the building and regained their consciousness, Wang Zhifan was no longer as confused as the previous two times. He had high confidence in the plan he was about to launch and was ready to complete it immediately.

But the first words someone spoke made him immediately stop preparing to go it alone.

"Everyone, I found that our cognition has been changed by a certain existence."

The person who spoke was a greasy-faced middle-aged player. He was holding a newspaper in his hand and was unfolding it to show it to the players next to him.

"I'm pretty sure this isn't the first time we've appeared at the door of this building, and I think we really need to figure out what this is all about."

The person went on to explain the anomaly he had discovered, making it clear that players were being fooled.

His words immediately attracted the attention of other players, and everyone looked at him, hoping that he would explain further.

"You see, this newspaper is the product of other copies, and the words left on it are written by me. You will know what is going on after reading it."

When Wang Zhifan heard what he said, he immediately shifted his gaze to the part he pointed out on the newspaper and found a very conspicuous writing there:

"When you see this sentence, please believe that everyone has entered the building to clean up the monsters. All abnormalities come from this..."

"Brother, what are you making a fuss about? We have just arrived at the entrance of the building."

The young man with dark circles was the first to express his opinion. He did not believe the so-called evidence presented by the middle-aged man.

"Because I know that this line of writing was definitely written by me, and I will never deceive myself. At the same time, I found that there are many contradictions in my memory."

The greasy-faced middle-aged man immediately stated his reasons. He was quite convinced of his judgment.

"Are you really sure you wrote this? Maybe it was forged by a ghost?"

The young man with dark circles glanced at the words and didn't care much. He knew that he couldn't trust anything in the copy, but he was the most reliable.

But at this moment, Wang Zhifan spoke:

"I can prove he's right."

(End of this chapter)