Tokumon felt that he was in a difficult situation. It was really too difficult.
He finally had a chance to find out some new information, but in the end, Listen actually threw out a big failure.
Listen's big failure, also known as reverse hearing loss.
Originally, when he wasn't trying to throw the dice, he could still hear one or two words of conversation through the quiet air. But now, his ears were buzzing, and he couldn't hear anything.
However, after listening to the two sentences just now, he knew that the person who came must be discussing very important content.
Not only did they talk about Magician's movements, but they also talked about the information they needed.
Damn it!
The Yin Yang Master beat his chest and stomped his feet in anger.
[Give me a lip-reading skill.]
Seeing Tokumon in such a miserable state, the sub-system couldn't bear it.
Now that this information had slipped away, who knew how long he would have to waste.
The lip-reading skill was a lip-reading skill. It could be thrown when he couldn't hear or in an emergency.
"But I don't have any lip-reading skills …"
Tokumon burst into tears. "Sub-system, look at how many lip-reading skill points I have on my identity card."
The sub-system was silent for a moment. [Survival skills start with 5 points.]
Skills such as swimming, diving, lip reading, speaking, and animal taming were not required points. Due to the main system's black-hearted allocation of skill points, the trainees were extremely careful when it came to the allocation of skill points, afraid that they would waste points.
If they didn't have any points, of course, there would only be five skill points.
The Yin Yang Master chanted Amitabha in his heart and spun two ten-sided dice.
[Your throw result is 1/5. Congratulations, great success.]
[So you feel that your vision suddenly becomes clear and sharp. You can tell what the other party is saying from the way their lips move. Coupled with the effect of great success, even if the other party is saying some kind of obscure term, it will be clear in your eyes as if you have God's help.]
Tokumon: "…"
This was a big failure and a big success. It was really a test of one's psychological endurance.
However, now wasn't the time to complain here.
The Yin Yang Master carefully moved twice on the ground and looked out through the gap in the bookshelf.
The light outside was dim.
The two of them had yet to reach the location of the light, and Tu Yumiumen was so anxious that he scratched his head.
After waiting for a long time, two figures in black cloaks walked out of the tunnel.
Unfortunately, both of them were wearing tall, pointed hats on their heads. Their faces were hidden under the wide brims of the hats, making it impossible to see their faces.
If he couldn't even see her face clearly, then what was the point of successfully reading her lips?
Just as the Yin Yang Master was about to stop eating, he turned around and saw that one of them had taken off his pointy hat.
The person behind the bookshelf suddenly opened his eyes wide.
What was unexpected was that the thing behind the hat was not the same beast head as in this Super S Instance Dungeon. Instead, it was a human face.
The man's appearance looked very gloomy under the dim light. Perhaps it was because he often hid his body under the black cloak, but his face was unbelievably pale.
Seeing him take off his hat, the other man did the same.
Sure enough, they were not animals, but two serious human beings.
"The symbol has shown signs of being activated. We can 100% confirm the identity of the survivor. After spending so many years confirming the coordinates, we finally found the target."
They spoke very quickly. If it wasn't for the support of the Great Success, Tokumon wouldn't have been able to see what they were saying.
The Yin Yang Master could barely make out a sentence. Just this sentence alone revealed a lot of information.
"As for the Duke … he'll send the white-haired survivor here in two days."
"It doesn't matter. There's a magic circle anyway … If it weren't for the Holy Church, how could those animals have stabilized their rule so quickly … It's all those damned cultists' fault."
"The carnival in two days, the last chance. It's been twenty years … "
One of them stepped forward, seemingly unintentionally blocking the other.
Tokumon couldn't see what they were saying, but he was shocked to the extreme.
"Infinite Loop" "Survivor" "Twenty years ago"
These exclusive terms clearly showed the identity of these members of the church.
They were the survivors who entered this Super S Instance Dungeon twenty years ago!
After confirming this, the Yin Yang Master's heart was filled with anger.
He and Magician both guessed that these survivors purposely used special items to take dirty photos and deliberately hid them in the diary to record them. It was very likely that they jumped the wrong way. But after confirming it with his own eyes, he still couldn't help but feel angry.
At this moment, the sub-system reminded him. [Inspiration check, please]
Tokumon chose the Inspiration type. It had a special bonus and the probability of passing this check was very high.
[Your throw result is 36/50. Inspiration check successful]
[So now, you have connected all the fragmented memories and clues in your mind. You have also figured out some problems that you couldn't before and obtained new logic and explanations.]
According to the logic of the successful Inspiration check, it was very likely that something big happened to this world twenty years ago. As a result, these survivors were suddenly cut off from the main system and were trapped here.
Because they were cut off before they were wiped out, there was no need to complete the main mission. These survivors were even alive in the Instance Dungeon until now.
What was even more surprising was that in this Instance Dungeon where animals were the absolute rulers, the survivors actually managed to make a place for themselves.
According to the information on the bookshelf, they even created an evil cult and turned around to help the animals in this Instance Dungeon to rule the humans.
Tu Yumiemon recalled the tragic scene they had seen in the underground farm, and he felt nauseous.
Many survivors were like this. They were selfish to the core and only focused on their own interests. If it weren't for the main system forbidding survival players from attacking NPCs, many survival players would probably use NPCs as a shield to clear the dungeon.
Now that this Instance Dungeon wasn't supervised by the main system, these survivors naturally didn't care about the lives of other humans.
In their eyes, Instance Dungeon NPCs would always be Instance Dungeon NPCs. It was just like how gamers farmed Instance Dungeon Bosses. They had a sense of superiority.
Not only that, but these survivors also seemed to be plotting something big, and the main content of this big event was the carnival ceremony that would be held two days later. The main participants were Tokumon and Zong Jiu, the two unlucky fellows who were forcibly summoned from the main system. They didn't know what the specific plot was, but it was definitely not a good thing.
Could it be that these survivors had gone as crazy as this dungeon?
"Wait, something's not right."
Just as Tokumon was thinking with his Inspiration Sense, one of the members of the cult suddenly frowned.
"Someone has been here."
He looked at the Sussex Manuscripts, which had been placed in a different order on the bookshelf. His malicious eyes swept across the few imperceptible footprints on the ground, and he straightforwardly ordered, "KP, investigate it for me."
"F * ck!" Tokumon screamed in his heart. "Sub-system, you didn't tell me that they also have ten-sided dice!"
[This is also beyond my expectations.]
The cold mechanical voice of the sub-system was also silent for a while. [But it's true … Since this Super S Instance Dungeon supports the use of ten-sided dice, then it would also allow survivors to use it 20 years ago.]
[Logically speaking, this situation is impossible because the sub-system's energy can't support it for 20 years. They should have found other ways to replenish the energy of the ten-sided dice.]
And why would someone steal the host's job?
The sub-system was puzzled. How could a host who had to deal with troublemakers and make up stories be so popular? If there was such a good thing, it would have given up its position a long time ago!
Just as the Onmyoji and the sub-system were frantically talking to each other, the members of the church had also discovered the traces of this uninvited guest through their Detect skill. Thus, they immediately sneered and walked straight towards this side.
Since he had already been found, Tokumon didn't hide anymore.
He clenched the item in his hand and suddenly overturned the bookshelf in front of him. He ran toward the corridor without looking back and began the next round of running for his life.
"Catch him! Don't let him escape! "
.....
On the other side, Zong Jiu ignored the gazes of the servants and butlers outside and closed the door with a bang.
The room was very dark, and the only source of light was the candlestick in his hand.
The curtains on both sides of the room covered the gradually darkening sky, not allowing any light to leak in. It was so dark that one couldn't even see their own fingers.
Zong Jiu remembered that not long ago, when they were sitting in the carriage, they saw the sunrise through the window and saw the bright sky. However, not much time had passed, and the sky was gradually taken over by the night once again, returning to the appearance of night. Dark clouds hung low, covering the flashing lightning that was about to come.
The sunrise time was a bit too short, it was a bit too short. It would be strange if there was nothing wrong with it.
"The closer it is to the festival, the shorter the time of day will be."
In the darkness, the Duke sitting on the high back chair slowly said, "On the day of the festival, the whole day will be dark, there will be no sunrise, and there will be no day."
Zong Jiu didn't reply. Instead, he leisurely walked to the bed and lay down.
The bed that belonged to the ruler was naturally expensive. Magician didn't know what material the bedding and pillows were made of, but when he laid down, it felt like he was rolling into a soft cloud. It was so comfortable that Magician closed his eyes, he really looked like a lazy cat.
"Since you took the initiative to come here, it seems like you have an answer to the question just now?"
The roaming shadow slowly landed beside the youth's bed and affectionately lifted a strand of silver hair.
"No." Zong Jiu lazily waved his hand, "I'm here to tell you a bedtime story."
They had a tacit understanding not to mention the special Judgement Day instance, it was as if it never existed.
But now, Zong Jiu took the initiative to break this tacit understanding.
"I'm warning you, don't try to find the same traces on me as that brat."
"Then let's change the method."
Since he wanted to trick him, he couldn't provoke him first.
Zong Jiu turned over and looked into the dark golden eyes behind the shadow.
For the first time, Magician took the initiative to invite him.
"How about we play a game?"