The Righteous Player(s) Chapter 581: It’s Me

Chapter 581: It’s Me

“Life is the prison of death. Death is the hymn of life.”
Thirteenth Fragrance seemed to hear someone whispering in his ear.
What the hell?
He trembled, and instantly woke up.
Perhaps because of this fright, his memory of that sentence became weak. It was like waking up from a dream, and he couldn’t remember it clearly.
After waking up, his first reaction was…
“Fuck, this body is great.”
Thirteenth Fragrance couldn’t help but exclaim.
He clearly felt that not only had his body become strong and powerful, but his vision was also unusually clear. Although his pupils were somewhat dry, he could easily see the tiny corners of the room. It was as if a highly nearsighted person suddenly became not nearsighted in an instant.
He also felt that his breathing had become more steady. His thinking speed also seemed to have increased slightly — he attempted mental multiplication and division of three-digit numbers and the result was calculated about one-third faster than he could do it before.
Originally, he thought it might be a bit difficult to carry the Husky in a dungeon.
But now he suddenly had the confidence—
Of course, Thirteenth Fragrance knew that this was just an illusion.
It was like after a person’s strength suddenly increased, he would even have the illusion that “I could smash the wall with one punch”. But in fact, it was only because one’s true level exceeded the old cognition that misjudgment occurred.
But…
“Didn’t you say that I will see Husky when I wake up?”
He propped himself up from the bed blankly and looked around.
“Where’s my dog?” In the room covered with newspapers, there was no dog.
He couldn’t even find the warm water beside his bed according to the guide.
No, it wasn’t like it was not there—
Thirteenth Fragrance saw the “cup” mentioned in the guide.
The water in it had been drunk, and it was placed near the door.
He knew who drank it at a glance.
Hey, I’m the one who is intoxicated in the plot. Why did you drink it?
Am I waking up early or late?
Thirteenth Fragrance glanced over and saw that the kettle was on the stove, and it was far from boiling.
He turned over, paced the room cautiously and somewhat confused, and began to check the newspapers in the room.
…Sure enough.
They were all news reports from Justice.
“Our Protector — Shield of Unfallen Justice”
“I’d rather hurt myself than see others suffer”
“You Need Me as a Shield” — Justice the Hero
“Wow! 48 people were rescued within 30 seconds after the disaster! The highest efficiency rescue record! “
“Shield Without Shield, Blade Without Blade”
“Master of Great Swords and Handaxes! He is also a healer! “
“God damn it, he is a great sword and hand axe user who heals…”
Seeing this, Thirteenth Fragrance finally couldn’t help but complain, “It’s more than an assassin with a great sword and a hand axe.”
“— I’m Here For Your Head.”
“— Connor: Do you have any comments?”
Thirteenth Fragrance froze for a moment when he saw two lines of text drifting past his eyes.
“Bullet text?”
He was shocked, “There is also a bullet text interface?”
“—Isn’t it fun? Can you play it? Have you never played it?”
“Stop it, friend. This meme is too old…”
Thirteenth Fragrance complained, “Could it be Old Goose?”
“—It’s wrong. It’s a cat.”
“…?”
He vaguely wanted to say something, but after thinking about it, he still didn’t dare to say it.
What is emotional intelligence? (That will be a tactical retreat)
I can’t deal with this.
Thirteenth Fragrance felt that the more he read the bullet text, the more he was distracted. He wouldn’t have time to investigate things inside the dungeon instance if he kept paying attention to the chats.
He still remembered his mission.
He mainly came in to test the mechanism.
“Let’s search this room first.”
Thirteenth Fragrance quickly adjusted his mentality, and skillfully said to the “audience”, “There should be a screen recording setting here, right? Then, I won’t wait for you. I will just skip it after looking at it. I can’t see clearly. You can watch the recording later. We try to save more time.”
He quickly walked around the room as he spoke, taking in the general content of the newspapers on the walls and committing them to memory. Following the timeline of events, he mentally recorded Justice’s experiences, while muttering to himself rapidly and continuously.
This took about ten minutes or less.
Thirteenth Fragrance already had a general idea in his mind.
After leaving the dungeon, he could supplement his memory by watching the recording, so there was no need to memorize everything at once. As long as he had a general idea and didn’t remember things incorrectly, it would be fine.
“Then, let’s start rummaging through Justice’s storage.”
Afterward, Thirteenth Fragrance began to search for Justice’s personal belongings in sequence, following the time in the newspaper.
Sure enough, he didn’t expect it.
The items in the drawer and the time and content of the newspaper above were consistent. They should be labeled with confidentiality.
At a glance, Thirteenth Fragrance knew roughly when this was, what Justice had in his hands at the time, or what Justice was doing.
There were related things in the drawer below the newspaper.
After a while, Thirteenth Fragrance found many items including but not limited to a slightly yellowed cloth doll, a spare hand axe, a flat metal empty liquor bottle, strange potions with unknown uses, and a cheap wooden ring.
How to put it?
They were all types that seemed to be useful, but their purpose was not clear.
The only thing that could be used immediately is probably this hand axe.
Thirteenth Fragrance strapped the handaxe to his waist.
At this moment, the door was pushed open.
Thirteenth Fragrance, who was rummaging through boxes and cabinets in the room, was startled for a moment. He subconsciously squatted down, trying to hide his body.
However, he reacted quickly.
I am not a thief, so what am I afraid of!?
So he wanted to turn around confidently and yell at him.
He saw a robust and terrifying burly man slowly approaching him with a terrifying aura.
Dark brown shiny skin, muscles protruding like a rock, and a cloth bag in his hand. The cloth bag was seemingly stuffed with a person.
Thirteenth Fragrance was shocked and returned to his squatting position.
As a result, the burly man froze for a moment when he saw him.
He looked back at the bed and looked at Thirteenth Fragrance hesitantly.
“Well…“
Um?
This reaction…
At this time, Thirteenth Fragrance had an idea.
He asked tentatively, “Husky? Dog? Huohuo?”
“Ah…you finally woke up.”
Immediately, the burly man breathed a sigh of relief, dropped the cloth bag casually, and complained, “I can’t wake you up no matter what, so you scared me to death!”
Seeing this, Thirteenth Fragrance felt relieved.
Sure enough, it was Husky.
He glanced at the terrifying muscles on Husky and realized that Dog could easily lift objects weighing at least several tens of pounds with one hand…
He couldn’t help but ask, “What are you afraid of?”
“I thought I was the only one in the dungeon!”
“Husky” complained righteously, “I have no clue, and I don’t know what to do. I’m afraid of messing up these things… Then, you won’t know what will happen. We may get stuck.
“I don’t know if there are any rules for the item placement here, but it will definitely mess it up if I touch it.” Husky said, squatting down and rummaging through the cloth bag, “So, I went to investigate other people’s rooms.
“Anyway, there was no one outside. I kicked open all the other doors, and brought back all the things that might be useful inside.”
As Husky said, he took out a bunch of fruits from the cloth bag.
Then, he passed an apple to Thirteenth Fragrance, “Eat it.”
Thirteenth Fragrance’s raised his voice, “Where is the strategy guide I gave you?”
He took the apple and took a bite.
As a result, Husky’s answer was quite straightforward.
He glanced at Thirteenth Fragrance in surprise, “It has been two hours, my brother! I must have forgotten it!
“I can still remember that it’s you lying on the bed. Otherwise, I might hammer you to death.”
“Why?!” Thirteenth Fragrance was shocked, “We are teammates!”
The burly man played by “Husky” scratched his head, a little confused, “But didn’t you say that it’s a role play?
“According to my plot introduction, I seem to be here to kill you, brother.”
Husky said in uncertainty.