Chapter 13 Dungeon Unlocked
Because his second brother "Ke Xiaomo" had returned home and for some reason was paying special attention to him, even when he was alone in the room, Ke Mingye did not dare to act rashly, for fear of accidentally leaking any information that might be detrimental to himself.

After all, according to the information provided by the system, the second brother "Ke Xiaomo" is not only a superhuman with A+ combat power, but also happens to be a ninja, a profession that is good at collecting intelligence and scouting the enemy, not to mention the ability of "escaping into the shadows", which is very buggy and almost impossible to prevent.

Ke Mingye knew that as long as Ke Xiaomo was at home, there would always be a pair of eyes watching him from a shadow in the room at any time in the dead of night - under the closet, in the shadow cast by the lamp on the table, or even in the shadow of his back reflected on the bed behind him...

Just imagining the scene in his mind made Ke Mingye's scalp tingle, let alone experiencing it in person, so he secretly decided to try not to stay up late this summer vacation.

Since he had nothing to do tonight, Ke Mingye went to bed early after washing up.

A night of silence.

When Ke Mingye opened his eyes again, he yawned lightly and looked at the clock on the wall in the dim morning light coming in from the window. It was already six o'clock in the morning.

I don’t know if anything happened last night, but I slept soundly.

The ancients had the saying "last meal before execution". At least he has already slept until the end of his life, so he should be content. How miserable he will be later is another matter.

What came into view was different from yesterday. At this time, Ke Mingye could see a "mailbox icon" in the upper right corner of his vision.

Ke Mingye raised his eyebrows, picked up the cup and took a sip of water, then picked up the book beside the bed, pretended to turn the pages, and tried to click on the icon with his finger.

The moment my fingertips touched the icon, a "ding" sound suddenly rang in my ears, and then emails popped up one after another.

[Notification email 1: "Daily Tasks", "Player Panel", "Player Mall", "Communication Function", "Dungeon Guide" and other functions are now open all day today - randomly generated dungeons are scattered in every city in the world, and the number of dungeon challenges per day is limited to 1. Please actively look for dungeons scattered around the city. ]

[So far, the progress of the dungeon strategy in Huanjing City is: (0/100) - no dungeon has been conquered yet. ]

"Does every city have a hundred copies? Then wouldn't the efficiency of players who spawn in smaller cities in finding copies be much higher than that of players in larger cities?"

"Or in other words, there are more copies distributed in big cities than in small cities..."

Ke Mingye thought for a moment and ran his finger over the email.

At the same time, six new icons were generated in the upper right corner of his vision, just below the "mail icon" and arranged in a vertical row.

He took a look and a line of tiny text appeared next to the six icons, introducing the functions represented by these icons, namely "Mall", "Luggage", "Personal Panel", "Taskbar", "Copy Card Illustration/Copy Detector", and "Communication List".

As the icon appeared, the second email unfolded before his eyes.

[Notification email 2: "Halloween dungeon" advance notice, on October 10 this year, go to the "Huanjing Happy Valley" amusement park in Huanjing City to open the dungeon. ]

[Note: This email will only be received by players in the "Beijing-surrounding cities in China".]

Ke Mingye was reading the second email when suddenly a piece of music with a strange atmosphere rang in his ears.

He raised his eyebrows, remembering that he had heard this song before - "Thriller", which was written by "Michael Jackson" and can indeed be regarded as the symbolic music of "Halloween".

"A Halloween copy? It must be designed with a festive atmosphere... It sounds very spooky." Ke Mingye thought, "But the copy won't be opened until four months later, but you're already giving us an announcement. Are you afraid that we have a bad memory and will miss the surprise you've prepared?" Thinking of this, he swiped through the email expressionlessly, but he didn't expect to receive another email with the same format.

[Notification email 3: "Spring Festival Dungeon" advance notice, on January 1th of next year, go to "Winter City Avenue" in Huanjing City to open the dungeon. ]

"Okay, okay, they've already announced it for next year. I should be thankful that I survived this summer. Maybe by this time next year, the grass on my grave will be as tall as me."

Ke Mingye muttered to himself, put the cup on the bedside table, and ran his fingers over the emails.

As the content of the next email came into view, his expression changed slightly.

[Notification Email 4 - Obituary: Last night, players whose spawn point was New York, USA - "Wilmer Hogg" and "Sean Cameron" were captured by "Ke Yinzhi", an S-level executor of the Abnormal Control Bureau, and tortured to death.

Before they died, the two players did something shameful: they confessed all the information they knew about the "players".

At present, the Abnormal Control Bureau has transferred the information to the "Super Dimension Control Bureau" organization which is responsible for matters related to time travelers. The concept of "player" will gradually spread among superhuman forces in the future, and they will also know that the mission of "player" is to "exterminate superhumans."

Players who are still alive must be careful of the investigations of these two organizations, and avoid arousing the suspicion of the surrounding superhumans. 】

[Current number of surviving players: 97/100]

Ke Mingye was stunned.

"No...it's fine if you two Americans die, but you still want to betray your teammates before leaving. Don't you think our undercover work is difficult enough?" he thought.

He originally thought that the script of this game was: if everyone is not strong enough, just hide away for now, or at most endure for a few days, and wait until the day when they develop with the help of the game system, then suddenly rise up and turn the world upside down.

As a result, reality immediately slapped him hard in the face, and the key point was that this slap had a critical effect, with damage X2.

Yes, he had never expected that on only the fourth day, three players had already died suddenly - two of them were Americans who just died and acted like traitors before they died.

You two have already given away the word "player", so what's the point of playing? God knows what means the super-dimensional regulatory bureau set up specifically for "travelers" will use to pull us out of the crowd...

"Damn it, I've already started in hell, and you guys are still adding fuel to my hellish start. You think the fire isn't burning strong enough, and you want me to go straight to heaven, right..."

Ke Mingye tried his best to remain calm and took a deep breath.

On the one hand, he lamented that his teammates were really stupid, and he was able to survive well in such a harsh environment. Did these two Americans have no acting talent?

On the other hand, he felt that the efficiency of the Abnormal Control Bureau was too high. What did the two players do to be targeted?
Thinking of this, Ke Mingye took another look at the email and realized that he had overlooked a person's name - the so-called "S-level executor of the Abnormal Control Bureau" who had captured the two players in the system email.

The name of this executor is:
——"Ke Yinzhi".

(End of this chapter)