Welcome to my Hell

The skill recovery was too slow, and he couldn't use it for himself now, so he could only lie down sickly.

Wu Bujing opened his lips, a little confused and confused about what happened: "Ah... what happened to me?"

Du Zhubai looked at him like a fool: "Your injury has brought you back to reality."

Wu Bujing glanced sideways, his clear eyes full of doubts: "What?"

"You remember what happened in the end, right?"

Wu Bujing recalled the last thing that happened from his dizziness. He nodded slowly: "...Yeah."

Du Zhubai did not recount the situation in the dungeon, but spoke directly after they left the dungeon.

Following Du Zhubai's words, Wu Bujing was obviously shocked, and his already pale face became even more ugly.

After a long while, Wu Bujing thought of the others and struggled to squeeze out a few words: "Captain Song..."

"Dead."

Du Zhubai spoke calmly and still had a cold face, but she glanced at Wu Bujing from the corner of her eye, saw his pale face, and reflected on whether she had spoken too bluntly.

"oh."

Du Zhubai saw a bit of numbness appear on his face, then lowered his head and said nothing.

Du Zhubai scratched his shaved head again, hesitated and said, "Don't think so much, we are all prepared to go in."

There is a difference between a stranger and a familiar person dying in front of you.

They have been getting along for a while. Captain Song and everyone are usually nice to him... Don't let this kid collapse.

He is timid to begin with...

Du Zhubai was a little worried and thought about whether to apply for psychological counseling for him.

Many people in the Investigation Bureau need psychological counseling, and it is even recommended that everyone get psychological counseling after the dungeon is released.

This is taking responsibility for the lives of yourself and your companions, and it is not something to be ashamed of.

Wu Bujing rubbed the palm of his hand, "My skills don't seem to be that powerful."

In ordinary dungeons, even A-level dungeons, he felt less scary.

In the real world, he can even clean up pollution in groups, as if everything is simple...

However, Wu Bujing found it difficult to enter a death dungeon without the boss.

Du Zhubai frowned, held it in for a while, and said, "Without you this time, we wouldn't be able to get out. You are quite powerful."

Wu Bujing glanced at her, his pale face looking a little pitiful.

Just when Du Zhubai thought he was going to cry like he did during training, Wu Bujing said slowly: "I'm fine."

Du Zhubai looked at Wu Bujing as if nothing was wrong. Anyway, she would report it soon and arrange psychological counseling for him.

"...Do you want to sleep a little longer? Or eat something?"

Wu Bujing shook his head. He asked Du Zhubai for his cell phone and was scrolling through something with it.

Du Zhubai didn't know what Wu Bujing was doing, and he couldn't see it, so he could only look at him dryly.

Du Zhubai walked around the bed twice and said, "Thank you. I thought you asked me not to stay too far away from you at that time because you wanted me to protect you."

She was used to hiding her whereabouts, and Wu Bujing could never find her whereabouts.

Before entering the dungeon, Wu Bujing told her not to stay too far away from him. She subconsciously thought it was because he was afraid of not being able to find her and worried about her safety.

Who knew he wanted to throw healing spells at her at any time.

Since he couldn't see himself, he couldn't locate her, let alone use skills on her.

Her main task was to protect Wu Bujing, so she suffered the least in this mission. It has not been contaminated from the beginning to the end, and others have been tricked more or less.

In the end of this copy...she really followed the most advantageous plan. Her situation was not very good at the time and she couldn't lead him to completely avoid it.

If they hadn't done that, they might both have died on the spot.

In the dungeon, as long as you can save your life and suffer some injuries, a broken arm or a leg is nothing.

But who could have imagined that there would be such an accident.

Du Zhubai was a little afraid that he would not be able to think about it, "There is no big boss to guide us, but we have four players to pass the level this time. Although one person is not from our side, it is not bad..."

Wu Bujing slowly swiped the phone and said the same thing: "I'm fine, you don't have to..." He thought for a moment, seemed to hesitate, and finally uttered a few words: "Comfort me."

Wu Bujing was indeed fine.

Although he felt a little uncomfortable physically and mentally, he was used to saying goodbye without saying goodbye.

"..."

Seeing that he didn't want to talk, Du Zhubai stopped saying anything, sat aside and opened his cell phone to start writing an application.

The fragile dad needs psychological counseling! !

Now, immediately! !

…

…

When Yinsu received the news from Wu Bujing, she was preparing to move from the balcony into the pansi hole decorated by the hair monster.

[Not surprised, not surprised: Boss, there seems to be something wrong with me. (Cat cries in fear.jpg)]

Yinsu walked back indoors with her cell phone in hand, pulled the curtains with her hair down, and lowered her hair to block the window, preventing any light from leaking out.

Yinsu sat on the sofa and waited for what Wu Bujing would say next.

Sure enough, a minute later, Wu Bujing sent new content.

[Not surprised: I came out of the death copy and my injuries didn’t disappear. No one else had this problem. Now I feel that the recovery of my skills is so slow. I can’t even use skills to recover myself. I have never encountered such a situation before... Boss, am I not going to die? 】

[Not surprised, not surprised: I don’t want to die, boss! ! 】

Yinsu frowned, cleared the injury and was brought back to reality...

Yin Su just saw Wu Bujing's number on the global broadcast, proving that he had indeed cleared the game.

Is there a bug in the game?

Yin Su tapped the side of the phone with his fingertips, then moved his fingers slightly and typed on the screen.

[Su Dashanren: What did they say? ]

Wu Bujing took a while to reply.

[Bujing Bujing: They guessed that I overused my skills and was in a near-death state when I left the dungeon... I have never overused my skills in a dungeon like today before, and this has never happened before. ]

Overusing skills...

I have never heard of anyone leaving a dungeon with injuries after overusing their skills.

However, Wu Bujing's skills are a bit amazing, and there are not even too many restrictions on their use. It seems normal to have a fatal flaw.

The restrictions on talent skills are universal in dungeons and reality...

[Bujing Bujing: And my skills recover very slowly after I came out, which is completely different from the recovery speed before. I can't even use them for myself...]

Wu Bujing has just come out, and the investigation bureau has no definite conclusion yet.

Yin Su leaned on the soft pillow and thought for a while, then continued typing.

[Su Dashanren: Then you can experiment when you have time. ]

See if it is a problem with the skills or the game.

[Bu Jing Bu Jing: Woo. ]

[Bu Jing Bu Jing: I will try. ]

[Su Dashanren: Congratulations on your safe return. ]

After Yin Su sent this sentence, he no longer paid attention to Wu Bu Jing.

Wu Bu Jing looked at the sentence in a daze, as it had not been long since the boss sent him "good luck".

He really entered the death dungeon and came out alive.

——Welcome to my hell——

Wu Bu Jing: Independent monster hunting starts with voting! (End of this chapter)