How Did It Become a River Crab?

Seeing Mo Lan gracefully flipping the switch at the end of the corridor, stopping all the puppets and traps, and giving herself a path leading directly to the end, Su Cai let out a long sigh in her heart.

...Can't you respect the planning of these levels a little bit? !

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When all the organs in the corridor stopped, Su Cai stepped across the corridor carefully, came to the other side of the room, and stood beside Mo Lan.

He glanced back at the corridor full of traps behind him, his eyes wandered back and forth between the gradually drained poison pool and the hideous puppets, and patted Mo Lan's tentacles with some emotion.

"If you play like this, won't the system judge you as a BUG?"

Su Cai couldn't help but think otherwise. This [Puppet House] dungeon should be a horror dungeon that combines horror atmosphere, challenges, puzzle solving, fighting, and cooperative exploration. The difficulty is enough to dissuade more than 95% of novice players.

If it wasn't for Mo Lan's insistence on playing, Su Cai would definitely click quit and run away as soon as she got this book.

"Endless Space" allows players to freely give up the dungeon. As long as all teammates agree, the dungeon can be sent out immediately without paying any price, and the platoon can be opened again seamlessly.

Forcibly playing a horror dungeon that is not only scary but also quite difficult for a small reward is actually a rather unwise choice.

But because of Mo Lan's existence, this dungeon was completely ruined.

The living room, where the atmosphere should have exploded in terror, allowing players to search for clues and grope for a way out surrounded by puppets, was burned alive by Mo Lan's [Sun Flame Cloak] into a happy sauna.

Originally, the narrow terrain and hidden traps everywhere should be used to oppress the player's spirit. However, Mo Lan relied on her size and equipment to make it into the Qiu Mingshan Race.

But now this trap corridor, which is supposed to be full of dangers and tests the players' abilities in many aspects, is humiliated by Mo Lan's "advantage" of height...

It can be said that all the difficulties set in the whole script were completely overwhelmed by Mo Lan's racial advantages, to the point that they didn't play any role at all.

To be honest, if Su Cai is the mastermind of this dungeon, then he feels that he must have fallen into self-doubt about life now.

"I don't think so."

Hearing this, Mo Lan shook her head after thinking for a moment.

"It makes sense, since this game can turn me into a river crab, it should consider the possibility of this happening. I am more inclined to think that the system arranges us to this place where I can show off." Here, it is precisely a kind of compensation for me."

"What compensation?" Su Cai was a little confused.

"It's compensation for turning me into a river crab? Do you think I really want to be this crab?!" Mo Lan jumped left and right on the ground angrily. "I'm serious, besides being able to play some tricks, how about a batch of other dishes? You can trample me to death with JIO!"

"I see you're having fun when you're not playing..."

"This is called what comes, and if I can, of course I also want to become an infinite blood egg, devouring the evolutionary system like crazy."

Mo Lan waved the pliers weakly, "I followed a very strange race, so the system will provide me with some convenience in the dungeon accordingly, so that I can squeeze as much wool as possible and get extra resources in the early stage. Form enough combat power."

"Even my shameless sauna style of sunflame cloak + neutral creatures, I guess it should be invalidated after a period of time due to the repair method, but before that, I must have other better fighting methods. "

"Is this game system so smart?" Su Cai was shocked.

"After all, there is such a thing as being able to create infinite streaming online games. The newcomer manual also states that the game's combat balance system is fully managed by the AI. I think this IQ should still be there..."

Mo Lan sighed, "And if I don't change my [Neutral Creature] skill, don't look at me steaming in the sauna very well, if I encounter a dungeon that needs to communicate with friendly NPCs, I can't even Get their attention, play J8? And this skill is useless in PVP, am I going to be pushed to the ground and beaten?"

"So that's how it is..." Su Cai nodded suddenly, "So what genre do you want to play?"

"The current idea is to reload the fortress style." Mo Lan stroked the tentacles, "It's a passive skill like aura, and then learn a bunch of miscellaneous summoning skills, relying on the summoned objects with BUFF as the main force, At critical moments, the main body can explode itself, how handsome.”

"No wonder you were so excited when you saw the summoning specialization skill I drew just now." Su Cai played with the USP silenced version in his hand: "For me, I guess I should still play guns as before."

"Aren't you tired of it after such a long time?"

From the day Mo Lan and Su Cai met, no matter what game he played, as long as he could use a gun, he would choose to use it without hesitation. never change.

"Guns and metal are every man's romance." Su Cai stroked the silver-black pistol in his hand, with an intoxicated look on his pretty face, "You don't understand."

"I think you are the most unqualified man in the world to say this to me..."

After a while of gags, Mo Lan and Su Cai also finished their rest and began to investigate the corridor that had calmed down.

According to the urine nature of the living room, the exploreable content in the corridor is definitely more than what you see now. Sure enough, after half a minute, Su Cai found a landline phone under the drained poison pool.

Mo Lan picked up the phone, and before he could dial or do anything, the phone rang.

"How many times have I said, don't call me in the future."

A middle-aged female voice came from the other side of the microphone, her tone full of impatience.

"Why?!" Mo Lan lamented with emotion: "Is it because of that night with your grandmother?"

"The taste is too strong, isn't it?" Su Cai complained with blank eyes.

However, the voice on the phone seemed to be one-way, and Mo Lan's voice did not have any influence on the other side. After a while, the voice muffled: "I will not stop the child support that should be paid, but from now on we really Don't contact me anymore, I have a new family and I don't want you to interfere with it."

"Also, let me persuade you for the last time, stop playing those childish things, and focus on finding a new job. If you weren't so stupid, I wouldn't have ministered with you before... Sigh, Do it yourself."

The phone hangs up.

"Hey, this old puppeteer sounds like he's been cheated on." Mo Lan sighed, "Parents hate it, my daughter is disgusting, and my wife runs away. It's too miserable. It's normal to become a ghost."

A few seconds after the phone hung up, it dissipated in a gust of wind, leaving behind a carving knife that looked like it was used to carve puppets. The description was exactly the same as the brush and hand drill before. Mo Lan put the three things in the Together, there was no response, probably one or two props were missing.

"Exploration degree +15%, current exploration degree is 50%."

"How about it, do you want to go to the next room?" Su Cai listened to the system's prompt, "I looked around in this corridor, there should be nothing there."

"Don't worry, I still have an idea." Mo Lan fiddled with her backpack a few times and took out an item, "You lift me up and pass each window in this corridor one by one. "

"I want to... verify my idea."

The prop Mo Lan took out was the box of [matches] found in the TV cabinet in the hidden room...

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When they first entered this world, Mo Lan and Su Cai went to the back garden of the house, where they saw a pile of burnt puppets.

But because of the unknown air wall, Mo Lan and Su Cai couldn't get close to the wreckage at that time, so they could only turn around and leave.

At that time, Mo Lan once specifically observed the window of the hut closest to the wreckage, and saw a flickering black shadow inside.

Now that Mo Lan thinks back, she finds that those flickering black shadows...seem to be very similar to the mechanism shaking back and forth in this corridor.

This similarity, coupled with the existence of matches, gave Mo Lan a guess: in this corridor, is there a window that can see the wreckage outside the window and interact with matches?

Mo Lan asked Su Cai to hug her just to confirm this conjecture.

"Have you finished reading? You are so heavy!"

Su adopted to hold Mo Lan up with all her strength, and while leaning his head against one window after another, she panted and complained about Mo Lan's weight.

As a canyon swift crab, Mo Lan's density is still quite high. Even though Su Cai does some daily exercises every day in order to maintain his figure in reality, but in the state of a first-level whiteboard without level blessing attributes, it takes a long time It is still quite difficult to hold a Mo Lan at a time.

"Don't worry, let me take another look..."

Mo Lan's eyes widened, carefully observing every window, the windows in the corridor were all made of frosted glass, it was quite difficult to see the scenery outside.

"Hurry up, hurry up...I'm going to die..."

"No rush, let's take our time!"

"Hurry up, hurry up, I'm really dying! You're too big!"

"I found it! I found it!" Finally, Mo Lan yelled, and found the window with the charred wreckage behind it.

Hearing this, Su Cai let go of her hand subconsciously, and Mo Lan fell directly into the original poison pool pit and hit a dog eating mud, and her blood volume decreased by about 3%.

...Speaking of which, this is the first time Mo Lan lost blood in this dungeon.

"Fuck, I didn't let you put me down!"

"You didn't say anything!" Su Caixiang was dripping with sweat, and stroked the hair on her face while responding, "Climb up by yourself!"

"Mo Lan can't get up anymore, I need my son to make up for it!" Mo Lan rolled back and forth in the poison pool pit, and turned on the sloppy mode.

"How do you make it up? I can't even kiss you once?"

"It takes [-] endless points to get up!" Mo Lan roared angrily.

Hearing this, Su Cai kicked Mo Lan from the ground like a football: "It's not so much to sell your father! Hurry up and use up the matches!"

"No, I think if I sell you, the money I get will help me get into the top ten of the whole server..."

Mo Lan closed the window and took out the matchbox from her backpack. Just as she was about to stroke it, she found that the window opened by itself, and the match she was holding in her pliers immediately flew out of the window.

Mo Lan struggled to climb to the edge of the window, watching the match ignite itself in the air and land on the charred wreckage.

In an instant, the raging fire blazed, and the turbulent heat wave spread, instantly submerging Su Cai and Mo Lan.

The two were startled at first, wondering if they had accidentally opened some way to kill, but then found that their life bar was unscathed, and then relaxed, staring quietly at the flames in front of them.

After a while, the two saw a figure made of flames at the same time.

The figure cannot see the face clearly, but the clothes are the same as the puppeteer in the photo and surveillance. He stands in the middle of the picture blankly, staring at the burning puppet remains on the ground.

He seemed unable to believe everything in front of him. He knelt beside the fire ball and raised his head stiffly, as if he was complaining to someone.

"I burned all your useless things, and gave the tools to the children in the neighbors. Don't think about these things in the future, work hard, and the children are still counting on you to go to school."

Some old female voices rang in her ears. Mo Lan remembered this voice, which belonged to the puppeteer's mother.

After hearing the sound, the puppeteer stiffly lowered his head and looked at the fire in front of him. At this moment, the puppets in the fire twisted hurriedly, as if they were struggling and howling in the fire, but they could not escape being burned. Exhausted fate.

A burst of intense sadness and memories drilled into the minds of Mo Lan and Su Cai.

It was a story of an office worker who couldn't be more mediocre in this vast world.

Obedient since childhood, no puppy love, poor grades in school, can't fit into any circles, and occasionally get pushed out by gangsters, but not the worst one to be pushed out, feel sad when seeing someone bullying the weak, but didn't take action The courage to help.

He was admitted to a decent university normally, had an endless love affair, failed the postgraduate entrance examination, and was forced to break into the oppressive society.

Looking for a job, going on a blind date, and having a child, he followed his parents' wishes and completed what he "should do" in anxiety and confusion like a robot, but his introverted personality made it difficult for him to do better. Whenever he sought comfort And guidance, seeking change, but what he waits for is always the scolding of his parents, the contempt of his wife and the incomprehension of his children.

Fortunately, he also has a hobby that is enough to support his difficult life, and that is making puppets.

He didn't have any talent in this area, and the craftsmanship was learned from the carpenter who lived upstairs when he was a child. It was rough and messy, and his parents supported it at first, but after he found that it couldn't make money and couldn't improve his social status, he kept throwing it away. dismissed as garbage.

But for him, the puppet made by his own clumsy craftsmanship is enough to be his partner in moving forward under the weight of the world.

He would name each puppet, draw clothes, and arrange occupations. These ugly puppets accompanied him through his boring childhood and ordinary youth, and they could have accompanied him through his difficult middle age.