Zhou Meng stared intently in that direction. Before long, he saw a faint, familiar shadow slowly materialize above Wang Luoshan's corpse.
He knew that was Wang Luoshan transforming into a specter, returning for revenge.
Yao Qianhe smiled miserably upon seeing this.
“My wife, I am absolutely not going to survive this, but you...”
Lin Deshuang's face was covered in tears, clearly consumed by the deepest grief.
“Husband!”
Yao Qianhe pulled her into his embrace. “My wife, you know that I am not afraid of death. I am only worried that after I die, Zhou Meng will make a move on you.”
“No, he will definitely make a move on you. There is no doubt about that. After all, even though Wang Luoshan is dead, he still needs to eliminate everyone else in this dungeon.”
“Rather than having your limbs broken by Zhou Meng and being fed to the specters, it would be better to...”
At this, he clenched his fists tightly, a wave of intense reluctance and deep-seated resentment surging in his heart.
Lin Deshuang was his beloved wife. Having known and loved each other for so many years, how could she not understand his meaning?
She cast a resentful glance at the forming specter of Wang Luoshan, then gritted her teeth and nodded.
“I understand. Do it.”
Yao Qianhe truly could not bear it, but he had no other choice now.
The specter item in his possession had already been used, neither of them had a talent that could repel specters, and Lin Deshuang lacked any effective means to deal with them.
Rather than being brutally killed by the specter, it was better to...
Looking at the almost fully formed specter of Wang Luoshan, Yao Qianhe knew time was running out. He could not afford to hesitate any longer, so he reached out and pulled a gold hairpin from Lin Deshuang's hair.
He remembered that he had personally given her this gold hairpin.
Back then, he had been penniless. Facing Lin Deshuang, a young lady of the Lin Clan, he couldn't afford anything decent, so he used his first savings to buy this gold hairpin.
He never expected that Lin Deshuang would actually... keep wearing it all this time!
“My wife, I am useless. I have failed you.”
“I am... useless...”
Lin Deshuang silently leaned into his chest, speaking no more. She slowly reached out to embrace him, her actions showing that she had no regrets.
Yao Qianhe gritted his teeth, struck her to knock her unconscious, and tremblingly raised the gold hairpin before finally stabbing down with force.
In the end, he used this gold hairpin to take the life of his beloved wife.
Naturally, he did not live on alone either. Before Wang Luoshan's specter could fully form, he committed suicide using the gold hairpin stained with his wife's blood.
The gold hairpin clattered to the ground, accompanied by dripping blood.
The slender figure slowly collapsed.
He tremblingly reached out, using the last of his strength to pull his deceased wife into his arms. Even in the face of death, a tragic smile remained on his face.
“I... I do not regret it...”
His final gaze locked onto Lin Deshuang's still beautiful and elegant face.
“My wife... I am coming to join you...”
Ultimately, he took his last breath before Wang Luoshan's specter could fully materialize.
Watching this from afar, Zhou Meng's eyes widened in sheer disbelief. He truly could not comprehend it.
Why...
Why did things turn out like this?
How long had it been since the dungeon started?
Had it even been a single shichen?
And he was the only one left?!
What kind of joke was this?
What kind of sick joke was this?!
How was he supposed to clear this dungeon all by himself?
Surviving for a whole day meant twelve shichen.
But now, less than a single shichen had passed, and out of the ten players, he was the only one left alive.
So, what on earth was he supposed to rely on to survive the entire day?
In truth, Zuo Lin'an, who was also witnessing this, found it somewhat unexpected. But upon closer thought, it seemed to make perfect sense.
“Well, this certainly benefits me.”
Yao Qianhe had used a specter item to kill Wang Luoshan.
Afterward, to prevent his wife from being captured by Zhou Meng after his death and used as a tool to delay the specters—meaning Zuo Lin'an himself—he simply chose to kill her.
And finally, he committed suicide.
It had to be said that although Yao Qianhe was a scholar, he was truly a ruthless man. In a sense, he was even more ruthless than Wang Luoshan, who was accustomed to bloodshed.
However, Zuo Lin'an soon felt a surge of joy. He realized that this time, he had obtained two more unsolvable specters.
In other words, once this dungeon ended, even though he would have to wait another fourteen to fifteen days—about half a month—he would gain 10 Contribution points, plus a 1-point bonus for wiping out all the players.
A total of 11 points.
Although half a month was a bit long, fortunately, in a while, he would be returning to Lingyang First High School with Xu Youyou to guest star as a student NPC.
Thus, he didn't need to worry about this bit of time.
At this moment, in the entire dungeon, apart from the four crippled players Zuo Lin'an had captured, only Zhou Meng still retained the ability to move.
Seeing that it was still early, Zuo Lin'an had no intention of going after him yet. Instead, he picked a random spot and waited there quietly.
Zhou Meng, however, had become extremely paranoid. He constantly hid and fled. Every time he saw himself getting close to the white mist, he would change direction and keep running.
After running for a long time, he suddenly realized he seemed to be running in circles in a fixed area.
Knowing he couldn't run any further and seeing no specters pursuing him, Zhou Meng gave up on escaping. He carefully found a concealed spot to hunker down.
He kept praying that the specters wouldn't discover him.
As for Zuo Lin'an, he was currently pondering the matter of unsolvable specters.
Since unsolvable specters had already appeared in this dungeon run and he had to wait half a month anyway, he might as well create a few more. That way, he could harvest more Contribution points.
But currently, the only player in the entire dungeon who could still move was Zhou Meng.
“So... how can I get Zhou Meng to kill the other players?”
Right now, he held three ordinary women and Yuan Shan in his grasp.
Although these four players were crippled and bound to die sooner or later, they weren't dead yet.
If he could scheme to have Zhou Meng kill them, the number of unsolvable specters in his hands this time could reach six!
However, this was certainly not something that could be rushed.
And it wasn't realistic either.
No matter how much he schemed, Zhou Meng would kill one or two at most.
After all, unsolvable specters materialized extremely quickly. One or two was already the limit. Once the unsolvable specters emerged, Zhou Meng probably wouldn't even have the chance to kill anyone even if he wanted to.
Zuo Lin'an arrived at the place where he had settled the four players.
This was a mountaintop near the edge of the white mist.
He checked each of their conditions. Although they were very weak, they could at least survive for more than a day.
“What are you?”
Zuo Lin'an froze for a moment upon hearing the voice, only then reacting.
This was Yuan Shan speaking.
Although this Yuan Shan had his dantian shattered by Wang Luoshan's palm strike, he could still hear and see.
As for why he asked this...
...it was surely because of Zuo Lin'an's current specter form, as well as his actions just now.
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