Wu Wang finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this note.

He thought this instance wouldn't provide any clues, forcing players to improvise and make things up.

Now it seems that the crucial clues or items players need do exist.

The clown might be afraid that others would discover his shaman identity, and he didn't want to lose some ancestral spells.

So he hid some scrolls recording the spells in places that were not easily noticed by others, and even if they were found, they would never be associated with him.

It seems that other players probably have similar items scattered around as well.

No wonder they were so eager to explore tonight, but they didn't act together.

They were probably going to retrieve clues that only they knew about.

So, after he saw that Xiao Xiao's transformation into a puppet wasn't very fast.

He didn't rush to save her immediately.

Instead, he rummaged through boxes and cabinets to find the spells to differentiate the five elements and calculate the eight characters, and only then did he return to rescue her.

She should thank me!

"Really... really?" Xiao Xiao looked at Wu Wang with suspicion.

To be honest, she really couldn't judge the other party's statement.

If she were facing a player above level 20 who stubbornly insisted that they had never encountered mental pollution attacks.

She would only think that the other party was talking nonsense.

But the undead in front of her was only level 10!

It was indeed possible that someone at this level hadn't encountered it.

Maybe the puppet just affected the people on stage?

Because he hadn't been on stage all the time, he hadn't been attacked, and he had accidentally helped her escape the predicament.

"Okay, I owe you one, let's go to the next place."

She couldn't get anything out of him by the way he looked.

And she didn't think she could find anything else in the backstage now.

This guy sat in the audience, using the puppet's head as a basketball, singing, dancing, and rapping, so there probably wasn't anything useful left outside.

"Please, ladies first." Wu Wang turned sideways, bent over, and raised his hand, making an extremely gentlemanly gesture.

Xiao Xiao rolled her eyes and walked in a certain direction.

The immense pressure, like the zombie prince who had taken the elixir staring at the players before, enveloped them in the next second.

It seemed as if there were thousands of ghost shadows raging behind the door, just waiting for someone to stray into this place and tear them to pieces.

Xiao Xiao, who had just walked to the door, was like a frightened cat.

She retreated behind Wu Wang with lightning speed, her eyes filled with vigilance.

"What the hell is that?" she asked in a panic.

"Oh, that's the Nuo opera garden, which is what we call the shamanistic dance." Wu Wang said casually, "I knew a long time ago that I couldn't get in, I was just worried you wouldn't believe me."

"For the sake of our revolutionary friendship, I decided to let you try it yourself, see how good I am to you?"

Xiao Xiao: "Good... it's really too good..."

She almost gritted her teeth when she said those six words.

This undead guy is such a bastard!

"If you can't get in, how do you know that's the Nuo opera garden?" She also caught something unusual.

Wu Wang looked at her like she was an idiot.

He pointed to the wall behind her.

Rolling his eyes, he complained, "Sister, is this big Yi Garden not afraid that guests will go the wrong way? There are map signs on the wall!"

At this time, the clouds also dispersed a little.

The moonlight was more obvious.

The hand-drawn simple map on the wall made Xiao Xiao want to dig a hole and bury herself.

Why does she always feel like she's being led around by this guy?

Where exactly did the problem occur?

Wu Wang shrugged and walked towards another garden next to him.

He couldn't help but smile as he looked at the skill displayed as [In Use] on his panel.

[Insidious Schemer (Title): This title skill allows the user to blur some details of the anomalies to the target when scheming, increasing the success rate of the user's schemes]

[Note: You tactical players are all dirty!]

The title mechanism of Lingzai Games is something that people both love and hate.

What they love is that it will give players an extra skill with strong functionality out of thin air.

What they hate is that the acquisition criteria for various titles are extremely abstract, and even if two different people do the same thing, one person may get the title and the other may get nothing.

It all depends on the system of Lingzai Games to judge the acquisition.

And you can't actively change your title.

Wu Wang can no longer use the previous [Fear Spreader].

The current [Insidious Schemer] was obtained after killing Zhuge Yue.

The skill effect of this title seems very vague.

There is no definite judgment.

But Wu Wang is now using it with ease.

For example, now, under the effect of his title skill, Xiao Xiao.

She didn't notice that he took the fortune-telling book, and she didn't over-doubt the monster puppet.

The two of them went to other gardens like this.

The exploration this night was busy.

Although the other players who left separately were exploring alone.

But there were also situations where they had the same destination and bumped into each other.

Except for Wu Wang's side, which was acting in pairs.

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Two players also came together on the main theater building side.

But unlike here.

The smell of gunpowder on their side was too strong.

"Buddy, why don't you let me sing two excerpts first? You go wander around other places? I'm afraid my tone-deafness will dirty your ears." Blue Hair [Executioner] looked at the person opposite him gloomily.

A smiling man walked out from the side of the stage curtain.

He shrugged and said, "Sorry, this should be a public place, right? You have no right to drive me away."

The person confronting him was the effeminate man who first noticed Wu Wang's existence at the beginning of the instance - [Book Boy].

Hearing his words, Blue Hair Executioner narrowed his eyes and showed a ferocious look.

"Looks like we can't be friends? Are you here to cause trouble? Do I know you?"

He knew very well that he had offended some players in previous instances.

Sometimes it was inevitable that he would be unlucky and be matched with them.

Most Lingzai players have experienced the situation where enemies meet and are extremely jealous.

That's why he asked this question.

Unexpectedly, the Book Boy shook his head and shrugged, "No, I rarely go to the square, not many players know me."

"Then what do you mean?" The only possibility that Blue Hair Executioner can think of now is -

This guy also has some kind of secret in the theater building.

Then the situation is a bit awkward now.

Neither of them can let the other search this place first.

What if they take away what they need?

But it's a bit impossible to really fight.

After all, the movement is too loud.

Once the prince is disturbed, it is estimated that everyone will have to die on the spot.

"I'm very interested in what's hidden in your role, and..."

Swish—

Blue Hair Executioner hadn't heard clearly what the other party was saying later.

He felt a sharp pain in his neck.

Then his vision went black.

The whole person fell to the ground weakly.

The dazzling blood red formed a pool-like shape on the ground, and the body of the Blue Hair Executioner was as dead as a lonely island in the center of the lake.

The Book Boy's voice continued as his footsteps slowly came:

"And, a distinguished client offered me a price I couldn't refuse."

"Let you die here tonight."

"If there was some kind of misunderstanding just now that made you mistakenly think that our fight would cause too much movement and be afraid."

"I am deeply sorry for this."

The smile on the Book Boy's face remained.

He took out a delicate knife from his arms.

And began to dissect elegantly...

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