This Group of Players Are All Slimes

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The seventh year of the true blood calendar.

Cui En, who woke up from a deep sleep, pushed away the coffin board that was used as a bed, went outside, and said to the treasure hunter on duty: "I'm awake, is there any help?"

The other party did not speak.

Stepping forward, Cui En found that the other party was already dead.

He didn't know where to get a rough stone dagger, and with this small knife, he cut open his neck full of steel nails, until half of the blood in his body was drained before he died.

Sighing, Cui En pushed the other party away, then opened the record, and recalled the past by reading the record.

Cui En doesn't know where True Blood City is now, but one thing is certain, they are in hell now.

After the great fusion, some areas were not merged into the human world, but remained in the original place, and they were squeezed into this area.

Losing all external aid, True Blood City soon experienced the first wave of food shortages, and the resulting war directly reduced the population by 70%.

In order to survive, the remaining people had to let go of their psionic powers, accept the changes in the laws of hell, and transform themselves into hell demons.

In other words, they were all forced to become fallen.

After turning into demons, they can finally extract energy from stones and metals, but then comes the second problem.

hopelessness.

After falling into hell, True Blood City merged with a certain artifact here, and the whole city was stretched into a tall tower, floating in the endless void.

Unable to get in touch with the outside world, this feeling of being abandoned made all the residents slowly go crazy, and under this crazy trend, they committed countless crimes.

Now, True Blood City can no longer be called True Blood City, it already has a new name, City of Sin.

After reading this record, Cui En knew that the other party committed suicide because he could not see any hope of getting out of trouble, so he embarked on this dead end.

Sighing, Cui En adjusted the fiber optics of the Underlight Lanterns on the side to be darker, so that the Underlight Lanterns powered by psionic crystals could last longer.

His transformed race is the Dark Elf, which has good night vision, allowing him to see things around him clearly in the dark.

Black Stone was not so lucky. He was directly transformed into a stone puppet. Too many stones filled his brain, making him taciturn and completely unable to work as the vice president.

Ms. Rose was not in True Blood City, so she escaped unharmed, but with most of the treasure hunters coming here, it was only a matter of time before the Treasure Hunter Association fell.

Sighing again, Cui En checked the things in the room and found nothing he could do.

Putting on his cloak, he left the room, ready to go outside to find something to eat.

The dark corridor is covered with glowing moss, and the dim light shrouds it, making people feel extremely cold.

Treasure hunters who have given up hope are everywhere, leaning on the corridor, staring blankly at the ceiling, letting time slowly bury them.

Scraping some moss casually, Cui En licked the plants and walked all the way to the president's room.

Knocking on the door lightly, he asked softly, "President, are you okay?"

"It's okay." Peter's voice came through the door.

"Do you need something to eat?"

"Don't worry about me, do your own thing."

Cui En stood at the door and wanted to push the door in several times to see Peter's current situation, but in the end he held back.

He understood Peter's current mood very well. He had finally gained new strength, regained his youth, and was about to do a big fight, but suffered such a thing again.

In front of the gods, the power of human beings is still too small.

What's even more tragic is that he didn't even understand why the other party did what he did.

Turning back to his room, Cui En took off his cloak and found that his cloak was already very worn out.

I don't know why, here,

Treasures break down very quickly.

All the treasures are handed down from ancient times. They carry ancient laws and have powerful power. It stands to reason that they shouldn't be damaged so quickly.

This treasure called [Starry Night Cloak] can create a small independent space inside, and lock its enemies in and imprison them.

Not long after arriving in this mysterious space, he imprisoned the swordsman and the captured weak chicken man together.

There were too many things after that, he had long forgotten the four captives here, and he didn't remember them until today.

"It's been seven years, these four guys should be dead..."

Shaking the cloak, he released the four talismans.

He thought he could only see the bones, but the four guys who came out surprised him.

On the woven wicker chair, a handsome slime wearing black glasses, drinking coconut water, lay there comfortably, and at the same time said dissatisfiedly: "Weak chicken man, the light is not enough, please come back again!" Cast a fireball."

Satan Ye was lying on another rattan chair wearing a pair of colorful shorts: "Weak chicken man, pour me another glass of milk. I didn't expect you to bring the farmer's seeds. It's really great."

"It's nothing special, it's time for sword practice, hurry up and fencing with me." The swordsman in only black shorts shouted.

"You bastards, you want me to count the money after selling it! I am looking at the recipe now, and I will also read the recipe when the king of heaven comes!"

Looking at the four prisoners who were leisurely as if they were on vacation, Cui En felt that his brain was not enough.

After hesitating for a long time, he poked his head out and stuck his head into the back of his cloak.

The sea breeze full of the smell of the sea is coming, and the small world that was originally dark is now full of sunshine.

The long-lost sunshine made Cui En almost cry bitterly.

In the middle of the hour, a planet the size of an arena was quietly suspended in the middle, with a large amount of sea water and vegetation on it.

A small wooden house with a unique shape stands on the planet. The whole wooden house looks warm and elegant, which is completely different from my current living environment.

What makes Cui En even more envious is that there is actually a barbecue grill in their yard, and there are still dozens of grilled fish hanging on it, and it exudes a tempting aroma with the cooperation of various seasonings.

Cui En was really on the verge of crying.

He poked his head out sobbing, looked at the four people who didn't know he had been released, and said, "Why are you living so well?"

Only then did Lu Fan realize that he had been released.

Taking off his sunglasses, he looked at Cui En who was covered in pitch black, nodded and said, "Is that right? I remember you should be a dark elf."

"Don't change the subject! After seven years of hard work, why can you live so comfortably!"

"Seven years?" Lu Fan frowned and repeated.

Pulling over the weak chicken man who was still reading the recipe, Lu Fan asked, "How long have we been in this dungeon?"

"Seven days, what's the matter?" Weak chicken man asked in confusion.

"How long have the other players been?"

"It's also seven days, what's the matter?" The weak chicken man became more and more confused.

"It's okay, let's continue to read the recipe, I want to eat creamy crucian carp soup next time."

"Do it yourself."

After dismissing the weak chicken man, Lu Fan looked at Cui En who was about to cry, and said embarrassedly: "As you can see, we have only passed seven days."

Cui En really cried out.

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