This mission is marked as a level 3 to level 6 difficulty.
Zhao Yi is currently at level 3.
The mission is in the form of a dungeon, which means that once a player decides to participate in the mission, they must complete it!
Either complete the mission or die!
This is different from the previous Butcher Game, where players could just return to the guild headquarters and be safe.
In the guild headquarters, players were completely safe.
Even if the Butcher really wanted to kill the player, they couldn't!
But this mission is different.
Any mission that appears in the form of a dungeon will inevitably transport the player into an independent space-time!
Players have no way of escaping!
Liu Ruoxuan had already warned Zhao Yi that the danger level of the Grand World Quests within the Chaos Realm would far exceed that of dungeons. Moreover, since a player's life in the Grand World Quests only has one chance, unless they have special items like a substitute doll, once they die, they really die and cannot be resurrected.
He wasn't worried.
Zhao Yi closed his computer, leaned back in his chair, and rubbed his palms lightly.
His hands, which had been cut off, were itching.
He tore open the gauze with his mouth and saw that the severed finger on his hand was regenerating at a visible speed!
First the bones, then the nerves, capillaries, and finally the muscles.
After about three to five minutes, his hand was as good as new!
It was amazing, but in this bizarre world, it didn't seem so hard to accept.
Boom!
A heavy knocking sound came from outside the door.
More accurately, it sounded like someone kicking the door.
Zhao Yi went to the door and opened it, only to find a group of people with unfriendly expressions outside!
They looked fierce, and with cold and playful eyes, they stared at Zhao Yi.
"Who are you looking for?"
Zhao Yi asked knowingly.
"We're looking for you."
The tattooed man smoking a cigarette in the lead had his nostrils raised higher than the sky. If it weren't for the inappropriate situation, Zhao Yi really wanted to ask him what brand of shampoo he used, which could wash his nose hair so oily and shiny, and so healthy!
"Although I know it sounds childish to say this, but your thick and flowing nose hair is really unworthy of your big nostrils that are bigger than dermatitis."
As soon as Zhao Yi opened his mouth, the tattooed man felt like his blood was rushing to his forehead!
What a foul mouth!
He clenched his fists and tried to enter Zhao Yi's room, but obviously it was in vain.
Not to mention him, even the guild leader Quan Shu couldn't get in!
"You've caused a big trouble but still have the nerve to insult me here?"
"I think you're just tired of living!"
The man outside the door was pressed tightly against the air wall, his eyes spewing fire!
Seeing this man's appearance as if he was going to eat him alive, a light bulb lit up on Zhao Yi's forehead. He immediately grabbed a huge durian from his coffee table and placed it on the ground outside the door.
"This thing was sent to me by Sister Liu, I was planning to eat it, but I couldn't find any tools. Since you guys are idle anyway, why don't you help me open it?"
The people outside the door were taken aback and looked at Zhao Yi as if he was a fool. They wondered what was wrong with this guy?
Anyone with eyes should know that they were there to cause trouble.
This guy actually tried to ask them to open a durian for him?
"You don't seem to understand the situation at hand... But I can kindly tell you..."
The tattooed man, who was stuck to the air wall, tried to make himself look fierce in order to intimidate Zhao Yi.
"No need."
Zhao Yi decisively interrupted him, took a step back, and granted access permission.
The air wall disappeared, catching the tattooed man off guard. He stumbled and fell towards the ground in front of him!
"Damn it!"
He yelled, wide-eyed, as he watched his forehead collide forcefully with the spiky durian!
Smack!
The durian opened.
With a hint of blood.
Zhao Yi squatted on the ground, looking at the durian that had been smashed into several pieces. He patted the back of the tattooed man's head like patting a dog and praised,
"Your forehead is amazing!"
"Have you practiced iron head skills?"
The tattooed man, who was lying on the ground, had never been humiliated like this by a newcomer before. He trembled all over, and anger clouded his mind!
"I haven't practiced anything!"
He roared like a mad beast and was about to punch Zhao Yi in frustration. But the next moment, he was thrown out of the room by a terrifying force!
Just like throwing out the trash.
It turns out Zhao Yi had closed the room's shared access!
"Thank you for opening the durian for me."
Zhao Yi took a bite of the durian fruit, smiling at the tattooed man outside with fiery eyes.
The tattooed man pounded the air wall at Zhao Yi's doorstep and smirked,
"If you have the guts, stay inside and hide for a lifetime..."
Bang!
Before he could finish his threatening words, Zhao Yi had already closed the door, leaving him with a big 404 room number.
The tattooed man's smile froze on his face as he looked at the room number in front of him. He felt like his lungs were about to explode!
This newcomer... this guy named Zhao Yi...
Damn it!
Damn it!
Damn it!
How dare he?
How dare he treat him so disrespectfully?!
As his face darkened, an untimely laughter came from beside him.
"Pfft!"
The tattooed man turned slowly towards a little brother next to him, with a face full of durian.
"What are you laughing at?"
He said coldly.
The little brother immediately wiped the smile off his face, trembling all over.
"I... remembered something happy!"
The tattooed man approached step by step, his imposing aura making the skinny little brother unable to breathe.
"What happy thing?"
"Speak!"
The little brother had a mournful face.
"Before entering..."
"My wife... died in childbirth!"
"The neighbor, Laowang, cried harder than me!"
"Do you think he's stupid or what?"
At these words, everyone suddenly cast a gaze of brotherly resilience towards him.
The tattooed man no longer blamed him and chose to forgive, seething with anger as he walked downstairs.
"Keep an eye on this bastard 24/7. I don't believe he won't come out!"
"This guy is the person the boss wants. No carelessness or negligence!"
"Yes!"
A group of little brothers bowed, holding weapons tightly as they stared at the entrance of Zhao Yi's room.
...
At night, when Zhao Yi went out for a walk after dinner as usual, he was caught and brought to Room 511 in the guild's headquarters.
A middle-aged man who looked refined sat in the room, calmly brewing tea.
He exuded a strong aura of dominance.
"Was A Bear involved in the Butcher game with you?"
The middle-aged man spoke slowly.
Zhao Yi replied,
"Yes."
The middle-aged man put down the purple clay teapot and looked up, giving Zhao Yi a glance before calmly asking,
"How did he die?"
Zhao Yi:
"I killed him."
"Why did you kill him?"
Faced with the man's question, Zhao Yi fell into contemplation.
After a long while, he looked up and revealed a chilling smile.
"If you ask me who killed Xiang Weishan, I will definitely tell you that I did. But if you ask me why I killed him, I honestly can't answer right away."
"Maybe it's because... it's fun?"
As these words came out, the people around him instinctively took a step back.
Though they were all players with levels above ten, they shouldn't have reacted like this to a newbie like Zhao Yi.
But at this moment... they genuinely felt a sense of fear creeping over them!