Ling Feng turned his gaze away from 408 and then looked seriously at Yin Xiu, "Although I know that what happened to you, Yin Xiu, is different from what we ordinary players have experienced, we came out of a similar dungeon and met here again. Do you know what happened in the dungeon?"
After all, it's a bit puzzling that there are two mental hospitals in a snowy mountain. Ling Feng was relatively kind to them, but he probably questioned their existence.
"I think the mental hospital I'm in is an abnormal instance, while what you're going through is a normal instance, because the way I entered the instance was unconventional." Yin Xiu turned to Zhong Mu and confirmed with him, "When we entered the instance, there were no signs of tearing the instance apart. We entered in an unconventional way. I suspect that the entire instance is a site of a sacrificial ritual."
Zhong Mu was taken aback. Thinking of the doctor at the end, he frowned. "Yes... offering a sacrifice must be done at the site of the sacrificial ceremony. But I just casually placed the doctor in the corridor. He died because 408 didn't die and temporarily transferred the identity of the sacrifice to himself. If the entire mental instance is a sacrificial site, I think it makes sense!"
Zhong Mu suddenly realized, but Ling Feng on the other side was even more confused. "Sacrifice? Do you have that in your dungeons? Why don't I have it in mine?"
"We don't know what happened at the moment. Our Brother Xiu was personally pulled into the instance by the Night Goddess. She must have prepared something special for Brother Xiu, which is normal since it's different from what you guys have." Zhong Mu still felt a chill when he thought about the existence of that so-called sacrifice, wondering what conditions had been met.
"So the fact that you're here now, joining us players in the normal dungeon, means you must have successfully survived the danger, right?" Ling Feng nodded, though confused, but understanding. "Having just escaped death and then trekking through the snow, you definitely need to rest."
Yin Xiu's concern for him was rather indifferent; instead, he slowly sized up the other person and asked, "Tell me about you. How many days have you been in the snow?"
Ling Feng was taken aback, then scratched his head awkwardly, "Can you tell that we've been lost in the snowy mountains for several days?"
"The snow has buried the bottom of your tents. You all look exhausted with dark circles under your eyes. You probably haven't slept well for days. You've probably gotten lost in the snowy mountains, haven't you?" Yin Xiu slowly stared at them. "If you can't find a way out, you'll eventually run out of resources and die here."
"That's right…" Ling Feng also readily admitted his difficulties, "We have indeed been wandering in the snow for a long time. We didn't set up camp a few days ago, but kept searching until we couldn't find the road anymore, so we had no choice but to set up camp and stay."
"We are players from 790 Town. In real life, we like to camp in the wild. Although we have some experience in wilderness survival, we can't stand being in the wind and snow for so long. We entered the dungeon because we were in trouble and were looking for a way out. Although it is dangerous here, it is like our second life."
Ling Feng stared helplessly at Yin Xiu, "But in the end, we still met our demise here. There was only a little food left. Before you arrived, we were actually prepared to end our lives."
Yin Xiu stared silently at Ling Feng. It seemed that even at such a difficult time of death, Ling Feng did not try to take anything from them to prolong his life, but instead used what he had left to entertain them.
Being prepared to die in a hopeless situation seems to be a mindset for adventurers.
"Then let's take a break, get ourselves in good shape, and leave the instance together," Yin Xiu said calmly, then stood up and walked out.
"But we've been walking in the snow for a long time and can't find a way out at all." Ling Feng stood up and explained their current predicament urgently, but Yin Xiu just nodded and went to Ya Ya's tent without caring. Li Mo naturally followed him out.
"Don't worry, get some rest, and then come with us to take a look tomorrow." Zhong Mu trusted Yin Xiu completely and wasn't worried at all, so she followed him out.
Finally, he and his roommate 408 stared at each other in bewilderment.
"It seems you're still worried about not being able to get out." Ling Feng stared at 408, feeling pity for him as he thought about how this person had been used for experiments.
"Hmm..." 408 was worried about not being able to get out, but didn't want to stay in the same room with the strange man who was looking at him, so he left in a hurry.
Yin Xiu went to Ya Ya's tent and found that Ya Ya had eaten, drunk, and played so much that she was exhausted and had fallen asleep on the bed.
After Yin Xiu moved over to cover Ya Ya with a blanket, he left the tent and stood in the wind and snow, gazing into the distance.
He blinked slightly, and the swirling snowflakes seemed to slow down in his eyes. The distant scene suddenly drew closer, and he saw a tree in the distance, a snow-covered cave, and even a small hill that he couldn't tell where it was from.
Yin Xiu looked down and lifted his shirt to examine his lower abdomen. There was no blackness; it was the color of his normal skin. He looked up again and saw what normal people couldn't see.
When Zhong Mu was complaining about why he was the only one who hadn't seen anyone in the snowstorm, Yin Xiu should have realized something was wrong. He and Zhong Mu were the only humans here, and if he experienced any strange effects that distinguished him from Zhong Mu, then something was definitely wrong with him.
Is this also an effect of killing the sacrificial offerings?
Yin Xiu wasn't sure, but he could feel some silent changes happening within him.
"What is your boyfriend looking at?" Li Mo stood quietly beside Yin Xiu.
"I'm thinking about something." Yin Xiu sat down in front of the tent, staring intently into the distance. "What if I accidentally turn into a monster?"
Li Mo paused slightly, a hint of displeasure in her eyes, and lowered her voice to refuse, "No, my boyfriend can't become a monster. Monsters suffer a lot."
Yin Xiu turned to meet Li Mo's dark eyes and said earnestly, word by word, "What if I become a monster because of you?"
Li Mo trembled, and the smile that had always been on his face slowly faded until it disappeared.
He remained silent, his gaze fixed on Yin Xiu's face, whether in thought or resisting the hypothesis, it was unclear.
His silence made the howling of the blizzard extremely jarring. This figure stood there, his dark pupils radiating an invisible, intense pressure. A suffocating feeling, like being submerged in water, instantly shot up the spine of everyone around him, making them tremble. Even Ya Ya, who was sleeping, was awakened by this explosive chill.
A chilling sense of danger lingered in Li Mo's eyes, and every word he uttered was filled with murderous intent: "No matter who, anyone, or any creature has turned you into a monster, I will kill them, including myself."
A strong sense of danger lingered in the air, more chilling than a blizzard, and every word he uttered was earnest.