A sickly beauty becomes a god in a horror game

Chapter 2 02: Summarizing Information

Bai Cha followed the woman frivolously while looking at his panel again.

A few bullet screens were sent, not many, they were all betting on how long she would live, this thing seems to be quite distracting.

Fortunately, the panel can be turned off.

But before closing it, she looked at her homepage again.

[Initial skills have been generated. 】

[The skills are as follows:
1. Cuscuta lv.0 (weak dodders can only rely on strong existence to absorb nutrients to survive)

Remaining number of times the copy can be used: 1
2. Flower of Lies lv.0 (There are too many lies, and they will become true)
The number of times the copy can be used: 3]

[Ghost domain app wishes you a smooth survival and a happy life! 】

Bai Cha raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at the two skills again.

She suddenly smiled silently.

interesting.

I don't know what kind of game it is, the exclusive skills generated, but I really... know her quite well.

If all this is not a dream, of course she can tell whether it is a dream or not.

So, because of that statue, she entered the gate of an incredible new world?

Yu Zhenzhen...

While Bai Cha was thinking, the woman in front had already stopped.

This is a homestay, a bit run down.

She just followed this woman downstairs and is now in the hall downstairs.

The seat at the front desk was empty, but there was a statue on the desk at the front desk. The moment she saw that statue, the overwhelming coldness enveloped her in an instant.

It took Bai Cha a little effort to move his eyes away, and the pain in his chest eased a lot.

There are sofas, tables and chairs in the hall, and five men and one woman are sitting at the moment.

Including the two of them, there are eight people in total.

Baicha saw the only bald head in the crowd. He was a tall and strong man with a vicious look, and there was a disgusting taste in his eyes looking at her.

Her expression didn't change much. It can be seen that this bald head seems to be in a high position in this group of people. A man and a woman next to him look at him with flattery on their faces. .

The remaining two men couldn't see much.

Baicha quickly made up his mind, and cautiously followed the woman beside him.

Before figuring everything out, this female companion by her side is currently the best choice.

With her body, if this place is really a horror game or something, it is indeed very likely that she will die at the beginning.

The short-haired woman beside her glanced at her and didn't say much.

The bald man spoke.

"Why are you so dawdling?" He had a bad expression on his face, turning around with a knife in his hand, his eyes kept circling around Baicha.

"Newcomer?" A malicious smile appeared on his fleshy face.

Bai Cha didn't make a sound, just sat in the corner of the sofa with the woman.

The short-haired woman didn't answer the conversation, she just said, "Everyone is here now."

The bald man glanced at Baicha again, and then looked away.

"Then let's start. Did anyone do any research before you came here? Share all your information."

As he spoke, he pointed at the white tea with his bald head.

"You are last, you come first."

The eyes of the seven people instantly focused on her alone.

Baicha felt that her fever was getting higher and her tonsils were already inflamed and swollen. It was too gloomy and cold here. With so many people looking at her, her already bloodless face looked even paler.

The short-haired girl looked at her beside her, her eyes flickered slightly, she wanted to speak first, but felt that her actions were too deliberate, and she looked like a sick person and a newcomer, there was really no need to offend anyone because of her.

Just after such a hesitation, Bai Cha coughed twice and spoke hoarsely.

"I don't know much, I only know that the statue on the desk at the front desk may be the key clue."

Her voice was thin and weak, and she spoke very slowly, but there were no flaws.

The bald man withdrew his sticky eyes from her.

"He's really not a rookie, but this look... Huh, if you dare to drag your feet in the A-level dungeon, you will die!"

Bai Cha immediately lowered her head and remained silent, looking timid.

The short-haired woman said: "When I received the notice of this A3-level dungeon "Ghost Talk Homestay", I went to find out. The clearance rate of this dungeon is very low, only 20%. If you don't follow it, you will die."

"But..." She paused. In fact, she was not a talkative person, but she continued: "I'm just a B1-level player. I don't understand why I came to the A3-level dungeon. Normally, dungeon selection players don't Wouldn’t it be three small levels that exceed the player’s level, so the lowest level should be B9.”

Baicha's eyes flickered slightly, and he outlined a rough outline of the game in his heart.

The man with glasses next to the short-haired girl also spoke, saying: "The dungeon is balanced, which only means that someone stronger came in. If you are B1, then the corresponding level can only be A6, and I am B3, so the corresponding level is A5." It's A[-], but..."

He cast a vague glance at the bald man, and said, "Brother Cai is A8, and the lowest level is C3. There should be no one here who is stronger than Brother Cai. Which one of you is C3~C5?"

Bai Cha's brain hurts to death, but she has been ill all year round, and she is used to continuing to do things in pain.

She is summarizing information quickly.

1. The level of dungeons and players is based on ABCD, and there may be others. Each level is divided into nine sub-levels.

She opened the panel calmly, took another look, and made sure that there were really no such things on her panel.

It may have something to do with her being a newcomer.

But there could also be another reason.

That is the second point, there is a notice before entering the dungeon.

She brought in the courier for Yu Zhenzhen, and with Yu Zhenzhen's performance, it is absolutely impossible for her not to know what is in the courier, and it may be similar to finding a substitute in metaphysics.

So she entered this game, if it wasn't for the short-haired girl secretly reminding her, she wouldn't even know what this dungeon was called.

3. The level issue, a dungeon is balanced, the lowest level of players in this dungeon will not be lower than the third level of the dungeon level, but the premise is that no one with a higher level than the dungeon level enters.

For players with a higher level than the dungeon, the minimum lower limit will be lowered by three levels for each additional level.

That is to say, under normal circumstances, the players who enter the A3 dungeon are all A3, and the lowest is B9. In the range of A3 to B9, the players are balanced and will not be specially allocated.

但如果有一个A4进来，最低下限就会从B9变成B6，A5对B3、B4、B5，A6对C9、B1、B2，短发女是B1，所以在对应的A6范围内。

Here comes the question, how old is she?

She couldn't find her level information on the panel at all, and because she was not familiar with the game, she had no way to ask.

If the lowest level of this game is D, then she should be D1, and the corresponding level is S3.

But this is wrong, if there is an S rank on it, the S should also be a rank 9.

According to calculations, S9 should correspond to F1, or F0, if the rookie is level 0.

In short, there should be seven levels of levels!
When these flashed through her mind, the young man in the sweater spoke.

"I... I am C3."

(End of this chapter)