143: Chapter 143 Fishman Monster

The six people in the neighboring Dormitory were all dumbfounded upon hearing this.

"You idiot, and to think you're a player who has cleared 5 dungeons, trusting a newcomer just like that."

"How was I supposed to know? The newcomers we met last time were all very simple and obedient to us veterans," Forbidden Young Master retorted.

"You've already been crushed to death by this kid once, and you still don't know he's a cunning person?" Patient sighed helplessly.

They had also received the leave slips from the Dorm Manager during the day.

It was clear that they would have to leave the Dormitory at night to search for clues.

Because Forbidden Young Master had a relatively high status in reality.

And in everyday life, roles like Dormitory head are usually the beasts of burden for their roommates, requiring them to do a lot of extra work without getting any benefits.

Not to mention the Dormitory head in the Thriller Game, who might have to frequently come into contact with ghosts.

So, with Forbidden Young Master volunteering, they pushed him to be the Dormitory head.

Thinking that if someone had to die in the Dormitory, the Dormitory head would definitely be the best choice!

However, looking at it now, this was truly a wrong decision.

"Chen Mo, nice job!" Lu Chengfeng leaned his head against the small window and mocked the six people next door.

Unlike the people opposite, the six people on Chen Mo's side.

Felt much more at ease now because of this small action by Chen Mo.

"Quiet down, everyone. If you want to go out, give me your leave slips. You can go out after 12 midnight."

The Dorm Manager walked to the small door of each Dormitory and reached out to take the leave slips.

On Chen Mo's side, everyone chose to head out.

While on Forbidden Young Master's side, they fell into silence.

The leave slip is a rare item obtained from clearing the game, and the key to going out is in Chen Mo's hands.

If they handed the leave slips to the Dorm Manager, but Chen Mo didn't open the door for Forbidden Young Master, they would all be unable to go out.

It would be a waste of the leave slips.

"Damn it... I feel like this kid has us by the throat," Boyfriend clenched his fists.

"Honey, what should we do? We won't die here, will we?" Couple Woman worried.

"Die?! Die?!" Little Fatty's body trembled even more violently upon hearing this word.

He curled up under the bed and wrapped himself in a quilt like a rice dumpling, with only his two eyes exposed.

[Sky Dumpling: The Human Wax Museum should be a 6-player dungeon. These 6 people should have entered a harder dungeon.]

[Sky Dumpling: They are all level 12. Only the Man in Military Uniform has no information displayed. Their classes are Warlock, Gunslinger, Berserker, Saint Orderer, and Black Iron Guard.]

[Sky Dumpling: Judging by this class distribution, I guess the Man in Military Uniform is the Night Watcher. This team is quite balanced.]

[Blooming Chrysanthemum: Although a Magician is also good at deceiving people and even good at stealing things, they should be different from a Trickster.]

[Blooming Chrysanthemum: But why do I have a sense of déjà vu of a Trickster? Using psychology to break through the opponent's defenses and achieve their own goals.]

[Blooming Chrysanthemum: Perhaps... a Trickster is the class suitable for Many Children Many Blessings.]

[I Am Not Mentally Ill: Wouldn't that be even more interesting? If Many Children Many Blessings can successfully reach level 20, after changing classes, he might be able to become a Trickster.]

[I Am Not Mentally Ill: A Trickster is a character who can influence settings. As long as everyone believes his lies, then the lies are the truth!]

[Lao Ba: In short, the disadvantageous situation has been successfully leveled by Many Children Many Blessings. As long as you limit the number of people going out, you can limit the number of people on the other side who can recover their strength!]

Seeing what Lao Ba said, Chen Mo suddenly understood.

So that was it. The daytime is used to obtain props for going out at night, while the Demon Game weakens survival capabilities at night.

Then, the Wax Museum at night is used to restore the players' strength!

Of course, Chen Mo did not forget what the Administrators had said earlier.

There are ghosts outside at night!

So... he couldn't just let his own side go out in full force; he also had to drag a few people from the other side to be cannon fodder.

Little Fatty is a coward, and that couple has the least resentment towards Chen Mo; compared to the others, they seem like a vulnerable group.

As for Patient, he is a bit like Jiang Xinyi, belonging to the reasoning type, so he cannot be let out.

The Man in Military Uniform goes without saying; even in his normal human form, he is incredibly strong.

Although Forbidden Young Master is a bit stupid, he is the decision-maker for the other side, so he cannot be taken out either.

Having confirmed his plan.

Chen Mo lay on the bed, automatically ignoring the complaints of the 6 people next door.

He pulled out the small note Su Qing had given him during the day and read it carefully.

[Autumn of 1840. That day was sunny and beautiful, and I arranged to go camping by the lake with a few friends.]

[We set off during the day, and it was already late at night when we arrived.]

[A common lake, tens of kilometers away from our town. Of course, we didn't go there to play because it was sparsely populated and we could take the opportunity to do some bad things.]

[We went because we saw the news that a monster was hiding there.]

[The manuscript fee for the Beauty Daily is very high, and they love sensational news. I must thank Daguerre for inventing something like a camera.]

[Of course, we didn't believe in things like fish-men in this world. We had already prepared makeup supplies. As long as we matched it with the lake background, I think the manuscript fee from the Beauty Daily would be easy to get!]

[Late at night, we lit a fire to help my best friend with her makeup. Her face shape was very strange, like an upside-down shoe. Usually, if she wore her hair down, she looked a lot like a monster, but I had never told her that; I just kept praising her.]

[When everything was ready, the son of the camera shop owner next door took out the camera he had stolen from his dad and started filming with the lake as the background.]

[Cameras at that time were still very crude, and the film was very expensive; we had to seize every opportunity to shoot.]

[Fortunately, everything went smoothly, and the photography work was successfully completed.]

[It was already dark. The carriages on the road were usually illegal taxis, which we wouldn't take, so we just rested by the lake for the night.]

[At night, I suddenly felt the urge to pee and wanted to get up to go to the bathroom.]

[I pushed my best friend and asked her to go with me.]

[Although I knew there were only a few of us in this forest, seeing the darkness all around, I still couldn't help but feel afraid.]

[The two of us strolled by the lake and found a hidden place. I squatted down to go to the bathroom there, while my best friend walked close to the lake, holding some small stones and skipping them on the water.]

[The spot where I was squatting was behind two adjacent trees. Through the gap between the two trees, I could see the scene on the other side of the lake.]

[My best friend was half-squatting on the ground smoking. That thing was imported from Spain; I don't know what was good about smoking it.]

[It was at this moment! I suddenly saw something that seemed to stand up from the lake?]

[It looked just like the deep-sea monsters described by the coastal sailors. Its back seemed to have a dorsal fin; it was something called a shark.]

[Before my best friend could react, the thing walked ashore and instantly grabbed her neck.]

[At this moment, I finally saw clearly what that thing was!]

[It was a humanoid monster with a dorsal fin on its back and fish scales all over its body!]

[It knocked my best friend unconscious, then lifted her feet, and disappeared into the depths of the forest little by little.]