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Chapter 644 Special Dungeon Announcement

When the cold system prompt sounded again in the minds of all the survivors, the carriage was filled with restlessness and uneasiness.

The players' fears were suppressed deep in their hearts, and the unknown speculations about the new dungeon brought new anxieties.

Xiao Jin took one last look at the long knife at his waist and the A-mo coiled around his wrist and took a deep breath.

Suddenly, a streak of light appeared before her eyes without any warning.

Xiao Jin subconsciously took a step back and quietly grasped the hilt of the knife. This was a reaction trained from many fights.

But the next second, a colorful card appeared out of thin air, quietly floating in front of Xiao Jin's eyes. The edge of the card was flowing with a dreamy colorful halo, which was out of tune with this solemn environment.

Xiao Jin frowned subconsciously, things seemed to be a little different from what he had imagined.

Her tense body relaxed slightly, and she stretched out her slender fingers. The moment her fingertips touched the card—

【Ding! 】

The system acted out of character, and a huge, pink and blue bubble-style announcement box suddenly exploded in the center of Xiao Jin's vision:

[Congratulations to the players for triggering the special reward copy "Seaside Fantasy Resort Hotel·Three-Day Tour Edition". The experience coupons have been issued! Players are welcome to unload their fatigue and enjoy the sun, beach and food!

(Friendly reminder: All combat activities are prohibited in the dungeon. Violators will be immediately expelled and all rewards will be confiscated)]

The announcement background is a dynamic blue sea and sky, swaying coconut shadows and tempting food close-ups, which has a strong visual impact.

"Reward..." Xiao Jin's thin lips moved slightly, and he uttered two cold words.

There was no expression of surprise or relief on her face, as if the dreamy announcement was just a list of trophies that needed to be assessed for value.

Just as Jian Yiqiu said, this copy is very special!

After confirming that the content of the announcement was correct, Xiao Jin turned his wrist, and the heavy ink-black long sword turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the system backpack.

When Xiao Jin first participated in the survival game, he always put his weapons in his backpack.

But the further you go, the more various situations the player will load in. In order to avoid death traps like the door-opening kill, Xiao Jin also learned to carry weapons with him.

Unlike Xiao Jin, the other players who heard the system prompt were all confused.

But before they had time to think about it, they were covered by a white light.

The transmission has begun...

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There was no dizzy feeling, only a sudden change in the atmosphere.

The salty, warm air, which smelled of sun-baked sand and seaweed, roughly squeezed out the smoke and blood that remained in Xiao Jin's nostrils. The dazzling sunlight made her squint subconsciously.

Coming back to his senses, Xiao Jin looked around.

There was hard concrete under her feet, noisy voices in her ears, the roar of bus engines and the distant white noise of waves crashing on the shore, constantly ringing around her.

At this time, Xiao Jin found that she was following the crowd and getting off a slightly old but extremely familiar bus.

I took a look at the car body. Oh! He is an old actor.

Xiao Jin continued to observe and found that the same tourist buses filled the huge parking lot, like a group of tired steel behemoths.

People are getting off the bus continuously.

With just one glance, Xiao Jin understood everything - they were all players.

A rough estimate is that there are thousands of people.

Each of these people looked like they had just crawled out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, their bodies drenched in murderous aura and the dark aura brought about by long-term tension.

The silence spread like a thick fog.

Most of them have alert and sharp eyes, their muscles are subconsciously tense, like cheetahs ready to pounce at any time, and their clothes are also varied.

Combat uniforms, leather armor, robes, cloaks... form an absurd and strong contrast with the atmosphere of this sunny resort.

"What the hell... What is this? The Last Supper?" A burly player with a face full of flesh couldn't help but exclaimed.

His voice was hoarse: "Is the system really so kind? Sending us on vacation?"

Because the mission came so suddenly, the players didn't even have time to discuss it and were sent directly into the dungeon.

"Who knows." A tall and thin player next to him pulled the corners of his mouth, revealing a smile that was uglier than crying.

But his eyes scanned the surroundings, as if assessing potential threats: "The dead in the last instance were piled up like a mountain. Maybe the system really wants to appease them?"

As soon as these thousands of "tourists" with murderous aura and bad looks appeared, they immediately attracted the attention of everyone near the hotel gate.

The ordinary NPC tourists who were wearing cool swimsuits and floral shirts and were about to enter the hotel with laughter had their smiles frozen on their faces, and their eyes were filled with surprise and fear.

"Hurry, look at those people..."

"Oh my god, how come they... they seem to have just finished killing someone, are they in trouble?"

"What a scary look, it feels so fierce... Let's call the police!"

"Shh! Keep your voice down! Don't provoke them!"

The panic spread quickly like ink dropped into clear water.

From the resort hotel's imposing glass door, a middle-aged man in a neat suit and a manager's nameplate on his chest walked out quickly upon hearing the news.

His face, which was originally full of professional smiles, turned pale in an instant when he saw the dark crowd of "guests" in the parking lot, who gave off an aura of "keep away from strangers". Fine beads of cold sweat oozed from his forehead.

He subconsciously took a half step back, and quietly pressed the emergency call button on the intercom behind him - this scene didn't look like tourists at all, but clearly a group of vicious bandits coming to rob!

"Please, please...everyone..." The manager tried to remain calm, but there was a barely perceptible tremor in his voice. He tried to make his smile look more sincere, although the effect was minimal.

The atmosphere among the players was also a little awkward.

The long-term life-and-death struggles had made them forget how to socialize normally with "ordinary people". Facing the manager's questions and the horrified eyes of the surrounding NPCs, the muscles on their faces were extremely stiff.

For a moment, the scene fell into a strange silence and stalemate.

Finally, I don’t know who reacted first.

"Ding!"

"Clang!"

"Shh!"

There was a series of sounds of metal colliding and objects being retracted.

The players quickly put all the weapons they were holding, or carrying openly or secretly, back into their respective system backpacks.

Then, one after another, weather-beaten faces, filled with vigilance or numbness, forced out a smile.

That smile was a mixture of strangeness, deliberateness, and even a hint of distortion. It was really not "kind".

"Hehe, hello?" A relatively friendly-looking player stepped forward and grinned, "Don't be nervous, we are here to travel! Yes, travel!"

"That's right, vacation! Relax! Haha!" The others quickly echoed in dry voices.

At the same time, several players took out the [Three-Day Pass at the Seaside Resort Hotel] that was emitting a dreamy glow and held it up like a pass.