The doctor gave each of them a bottle of antidote and a bottle of fragrance poison.
Shi Tianzhu said, “Now, according to your numbers, everyone should explain in detail all of their skills, weapons, strengths, and weaknesses in relation to the instance.”
By the time everyone had finished speaking, the time had almost come for them to enter the dungeon.
A total of 100 players entered the final instance of the guild competition.
There were ten guilds participating in the finals, each with ten members.
The competition instance was different from the usual ones, with the entrance not in the game hall, but within each guild.
Before entering the instance, no one knew which players were in each guild.
Shi Tianzhu said, “Don’t be nervous, just treat it as an instance training. The ranking isn’t important.”
“Okay.”
[Welcome players to the game.]
[Guild Competition Finals Instance 13-010 <Zombie> is opening for the first time.]
[Are you curious about the end of the world? What will humans become at the end? In this game, players will experience the apocalyptic atmosphere in the twilight world, getting an early glimpse of the end of the world.]
[Please note! There are various dangerous species in the twilight world. Make sure to protect your faction and yourself.]
[Main Task: Protect your faction.]
[Task Duration: 16 days (8 days in base time)]
[Warm Reminder: The most important thing in the twilight world is yourself.]
Once the players entered the instance, the game base started to come alive.
Outside the game hall, people gathered again, and light screens displaying the instance world lit up in various places along the central street. The base’s long bridge was also filled with people watching the instance together.
[Go Yinhua Guild!]
[Yongming Guild dominates!]
[Hongyu Guild, go go go!]
[This zombie instance is simply heaven for the Yongming Guild, isn’t it?]
[Lol, you said the same about the individual competition finals, saying every instance favors the Yongming Guild. Fine, all instances are advantageous to them.]
Ning Su entered the instance, finding himself in a dark room.
The walls of the room were marked with dried bloodstains, and dim light filtered through a small square window, with visible dust particles floating in the light.
The air was filled with the smell of damp mold and decay.
Ning Su maintained the posture he had when he entered the instance, sitting on a small stool, and glanced at the system’s barrage comments.
He had understood these barrage comments before entering the instance.
Although the system would block comments that could cause cheating, it wouldn’t block the names of the players being cheered on, so Ning Su tried to figure out which players had entered the instance using that.
He looked at the public comments for a while, then switched to the comments from players viewing his perspective.
[Who is this? Never heard of him.]
[Which guild is he from? A small guild that made it through the preliminary rounds?]
[I bet he’s a player who didn’t even make it to the finals in the individual competition. Let’s go, nothing interesting to see here.]
Ning Su: “...”
Well, that’s fine, it’s a good thing. Maybe he could take them by surprise.
Ning Su walked around the room, then went to the window to look outside.
The sky outside was filled with the glow of dusk, it was twilight.
He wasn’t sure if it was the twilight of a normal day or if the world was always like this.
The system said this was the twilight world.
Entering the twilight world might be another way of referring to the apocalypse.
Outside the window was a quiet, desolate city. What should have been bustling and lively was now deserted.
From Ning Su’s extensive experience, this was no longer the early stages of the apocalypse.
He shook his sleeves and discreetly scattered some No. 8 fragrance poison.
After leaving the mark, he returned to the room and found a mirror. He carefully examined himself in the mirror.
“Am I a human or a zombie?” he asked the two children he had just released.
[...]
[I’ve decided to watch from your perspective because I think you might be the first player to die, ending the game quickly.]
Ning Su: “...”
He didn’t mind. There were certainly people who cared about him and would choose his perspective first, like Zhu Shuangshuang and the members of the Yinhua Guild, but they wouldn’t expose him for the time being.
For those who didn’t know him, it was normal to speak like that.
Because, indeed, the question sounded somewhat foolish.
But for Ning Su, it was a real dilemma.
The question also stumped the two children.
Was he a human, or a zombie?
This was a question worth pondering.
Ning Su felt that until he found other players from the Yinhua Guild, he wouldn’t have an answer.
So, the question arose: how do you play the game if you don’t know your own identity and faction?
Shi Tianzhu told them that the primary task was to unite with the players in their own faction.
As for the opposing faction, this was a guild competition, so of course, eliminating as many as possible was the goal.
Ning Su scratched his ear, scavenged all the food in the room, and took the two children out.
They walked through the quiet and desolate city. As the sky grew darker, the city became even quieter, and some subtle sounds clearly reached Ning Su’s ears.
He ran along with the two children and saw a group of zombies pounding on the door of a small supermarket.
The zombies had twisted bodies, missing limbs, tattered and filthy clothes stained with dirt and blood. Their eyes were bloodshot, and their eyeballs were disproportionately large in their reddened sockets. They made anxious “hoho” sounds.
They were incredibly strong, and the door trembled, on the verge of breaking.
Ning Su watched for a moment, then ran over.
[I know it’s quick, I didn’t expect the blackout to happen so soon.]
[I’m so angry. Can’t you let me look at your face a little longer? You’re exactly my type.]
[You’re so silly.]
Ning Su joined the group of zombies and pounded on the door with them.
The two children also raised their hands and seriously started pounding on the door.
[...]
[……]
The zombies did not react at all and completely accepted them.
[Identity confirmed. This person named Ning Su is a zombie.]
[He finally knows his identity, but this method is a bit too stupid.]
[I don’t know how he got into the final of the guild competition.]
With the efforts of about a dozen zombies, the door fell to the ground with a bang.
The door breaking caused a cloud of dust. While Ning Su waved away the dust, the zombies had already rushed toward the people behind the supermarket shelves.
Ning Su was about to follow, but was pulled into a room by someone who grabbed his wrist.
“Shh! I’m a player.”
In this game instance, zombies were not scary; it’s the players who were scary.
Ning Su did not act rashly or speak; he just looked up at the person.
“You’re in the zombie faction, right? I saw it just now. The zombies treated you as one of their own,” he said. “I’m also in the zombie faction. We are on the same team.”
Uncertain, he continued, “I don’t know what your guild is planning, but cooperating with someone from the same faction is the best option.”
Ning Su nodded, but still did not speak.
The person thought his reaction was normal. After all, he saw the young man knocking on the door with the zombies and confirmed he was a zombie, but the young man did not see him. It would be suspicious if he believed him immediately.
“There should be more than one human faction player in this supermarket. We should cooperate.”
He was very confident in Ning Su because he saw it with his own eyes. To make Ning Su trust him, he said, “My name is Guo Xiao, a player from the Yongming Guild. I’m not lying to you. Our guild is indeed in the zombie faction. There’s no faking that.”
Ning Su: “...”
Ning Su had just joined the Yinhua Guild not long ago, and many people didn’t know that.
When each guild selected players for the preliminary guild competition, they predicted which players the opposing guild would choose and also collect information on different players in individual competitions.
A few people from Yinhua said that Ning Su was their guild’s unexpected trump card.
Since he hadn’t appeared in public matches, no one knew what his skills were, and he could be a trump card at a critical moment.
It seemed that not only the Yinhua Guild, but the Yongming Guild also secretly prepared such a player.
The one right in front of him.
Ning Su immediately perked up. “Then of course I trust someone from the Yongming Guild.”
Thanks for the update!!
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