This Group of Players Are All Slimes

"Pandor, Pendor, wake up."

Pan De, who was drowsy from sleep, finally sat up, and then found that his body seemed unusually light.

Accompanied by a series of sounds of bones colliding, he found two human skeletons standing beside him. The terrifying sight made him cry out.

"who are you!"

"It's us, little boss and boss don't change."

Only then did Pender realize that the skeleton on the left was covered with moss, and the skeleton on the right was covered with mud.

"The moss should be the boss, and the soil is the boss. Don't change it. So what about the demon... the plain and the Maozi driver?"

"Don't know, we may have fallen into different page numbers. Different page numbers correspond to different points in time, so we don't know where they are now."

Looking around, Pan De found himself in a huge mausoleum, surrounded by a large number of skeletons like himself.

In the center of the mausoleum, a huge bronze coffin floated in mid-air, and a white light shot up into the sky, piercing the top of the mausoleum and pouring into the sky outside.

Seeing this weird scene, Pan De asked suspiciously: "Where are we now?"

"I don't know, we just woke up just now and saw a half-goat man skeleton who was so dumb that he was easy to bully, that's why we realized that this guy is you."

"Then I really appreciate your understanding of me."

"You're welcome, let's discuss the next step together, I suggest..."

Before the young head could finish his words, the door of the mausoleum was slammed open.

A huge chipmunk rushed in, roaring and rushing towards the sea of ​​skeletons in front of it.

It is like an ancient ferocious beast, with unparalleled destructive power hidden under its cute appearance.

In front of it, the sturdy skeleton is as fragile as a paper man.

A random swing of it would cause a large number of skeleton casualties, and the huge sea of ​​skeletons was shattered into pieces before it could even make it through.

But then the guy who came in was scarier than a chipmunk.

That male and female guy started with a ball of white light, and the skeletons illuminated by the white light were instantly wiped out, and no grass grew anywhere he passed.

Little head, boss, don't change, and Pan De didn't have time to react,

It was directly irradiated by white light, and then disappeared.

When their consciousness regained, they found themselves back in the mausoleum.

The door behind him was still tightly closed, and the sea of ​​skeletons in front of him was the same as before.

The little master looked at his hands solemnly, and then asked, "Did we die just once?"

"That's right." The boss nodded without changing it, "But it's a bit strange, why am I not surprised at all?"

"I'm surprised," said Pendor. "So, why do we die and come back to life?"

If Lu Fanzai can still give an explanation, but now Lu Fan has obviously fallen into a different page, then only they can solve this puzzle.

The three cobblers were about to scratch their heads and didn't come up with the result, and then they waited for the door to open again.

Or the familiar chipmunk.

Still a familiar magician.

Looking at the two monsters that suddenly appeared, the three skeletons could only give a wry smile, and then they were reborn.

the third time.

"It doesn't work like this." The little master took off his thigh bone and knocked on the skeleton next to him, "There is no way to die like this all the time."

"Should we try to live a little longer so we can know what happened next?"

"It's an idea, let's act separately and collect information after resurrection."

Although they all know to live longer, knowing and doing are two different things.

In the face of absolute violence, the three skeletons hiding in the dark were instantly killed, and then everyone returned to the birth point neatly.

the fourth time.

"It can't be done like this."

"You've said that once."

"Repeat to emphasize, it seems that just running away is not enough, that chipmunk and that magician will clear all the skeletons, and none will be let go."

"Then let's... take the initiative to attack next time." Pan De picked up a rusty sword casually, "It's not me, I'm also a quasi-sword master anyway, and I still have a little bit of fighting power."

"That's up to you."

Pan De slowly moved to the door, and when the bronze door was knocked open, he was the first to rush forward, the weapon in his hand with a silver-white sword glow, and rushed towards the chipmunk that rushed in.

Then, under the expectant eyes of the little head and the boss, he was directly crushed by the chipmunk.

"No hit." The little master and the boss, don't change, sighed, and were honorably taken away.

Nineteenth time.

"To two."

"Sorry."

"A three, I only have one card left. You have seventeen cards left, can you beat me?"

"Also, my lord, Guan Shang, Shun Zi, three belts and one, I only have one card left."

The three skeletons were fighting the landlord with their bones in full swing, and then they heard the sound of the door being opened behind them.

The loser's pale face was overjoyed, he tossed the cards and shouted loudly: "I'm dead, this one doesn't count."

"Hey! You cheating bastard!"

Seventy-second time.

Three skeletons lay on the ground, staring at the door boredly.

"Little boss, tell me a joke."

"Once upon a time, there was a guy who told the boss not to change..."

The boss waited for a long time, and couldn't help asking: "What's next?"

"There is nothing below."

"Your uncle! Amusing me with old jokes!"

"Stop arguing, you're going to die again." Pan De said weakly.

One hundred and thirty seventh time.

The three skeletons were still lying on the ground, but no one spoke.

Although the skeletons don't feel pain, the frequent deaths wear down their will every moment, making them gradually not want to think about anything.

Just lie on the ground and wait to die.

No need to think, no need to do anything, just wait to die.

Then, death came as expected.

Four hundred and fifty seventh time.

The boss, who had been lying on the ground for an unknown amount of time, got up and sat up.

"Is that good?"

"What's good?"

"I mean, is it really okay to just lie there and wait for those guys to come and kill us?"

"Otherwise, what else can we do? We can't fight, we can't escape, what else can we do?"

The boss stopped and stared at the coffin in mid-air: "I think we can try to start with that coffin."

"You want to get into the coffin? Don't be kidding, that thing is at least 20 meters high, almost nine stories high, and there are no climbing objects around. How can we go up?"

"It's definitely not enough for the three of us alone, but don't we still have a pile of materials around us?"

The little head climbed up, looked at the skeletons around and said, "You mean, use these skeletons to build a staircase?"

"Well, I study architecture, so I should be able to design a method of using skeletons to build stairs. But this process requires a lot of data, and I can't remember it by myself. If you want to try it once, how about helping me?"

Pan De also sat up, and asked seriously: "How?"

"As my computer, help me record all the data, I need you."