This is the first large-scale event in the world, but not many players arrived here within the time limit.

It is indeed not that many compared to the world's population, but if you just count them, the number of people is actually not that small.

"There must be tens of thousands of people gathered here..." The fat man sweated and looked at the densely packed tents.

The weather in February is still very cold, especially in the middle of the night. The cold night seems to drill holes and penetrate all pervasive.

Even a fat man who lives in a hotel feels a little cold at night and has to cover himself with several quilts to keep himself airtight, let alone the following people who live in tents.

Gu Mian also took a look at the dense crowd of faces, which looked quite scary at first glance.

"Go up." Without staying here for too long, Gu Mian walked towards the hotel not far away.

The fat man followed closely behind, and when he went upstairs, he subconsciously looked back at the tent group. He had only seen this kind of scene before at scenic spots on grand holidays.

People are packed close to each other, like garbage in a garbage dump.

Crowds of people occupied both sides of the road, and there was almost no end in sight.

For some reason, the fat man suddenly felt a little nauseous. He immediately turned around and followed Gu Mian up the stairs.

"There are so many people."

After returning to the rented house, the fat man looked a little dazed: "When I looked by the window before, I could only see a small area, and I didn't feel the terror of the number of people. Today, at first glance, it is really a long list... By the way

Can so many people enter Hengdian?"

"That's not necessarily the case," Gu Mian said, "Do you still remember what this activity is about?"

After hearing this, Fatty looked at his game board again.

The event page has always had event content. He had read through the event content a few months ago. The event was about to start now, so it wouldn't hurt to read it again.

[The world’s first large-scale event ‘Lantern Festival’ is coming to Earth]

[Event location: Huaxia Guohengdian Film and Television City]

[Event time: 19:00-24:00 on February 19, 2019]

[Content: On the night of the Lantern Festival, Hengdian District will be filled with "ghost blessings"

‘Ghost’s Blessing’ will appear in the form of a lantern, with puzzles given by the corresponding ghost posted on it. Players who answer the puzzle correctly can take away the lantern and receive blessings;

There are many kinds of 'blessings', which may include rare special items, game coins, attributes, the resentment of evil ghosts, and the bad luck that cannot be dispelled;

Please choose lights carefully to prevent unexpected events]

[Conditions for participating in the event: Hengdian District will be blocked during the event, and only those with tickets obtained from the advanced ticket office can enter]

Reading this again, the fat man discovered the problem: "You can only enter with a ticket obtained from a high-end ticket booth... What the hell?"

Seeing this, the fat man suddenly remembered something: "Say, doctor, haven't we got the tickets yet?"

"That's right." Gu Mian showed a matter-of-fact expression: "So we can infer that most of the players here did not get votes."

Human beings are very positive creatures, and their hearts are always full of luck.

Gu Mian bets that most of the players here are thinking, "Although I didn't get the ticket, I'll wait until I get there. What if I get in?"

This behavior reminds me of what Gu Mian thought when she was little: "Although I am very unlucky, I still want to look at the bottle cap. What if it says 'one more bottle'?"

Both of the above are unrealistic fantasies.

Gu Mian has never asked for "another bottle"

So after growing up a little, Gu Mian never had any other thoughts. Buying instant noodles with seasoning packets is a blessing.

While Gu Mian was still reminiscing, the fat man next to the window suddenly thought of something and opened his eyes wide. He took a breath and said, "Doctor, you don't want to rush in without buying a ticket, do you?"

In the past, this was fine in the dungeon, but now it is a large-scale global event, not to mention that there are troops stationed nearby.

Maybe Gu Mian was beaten into a sieve by the troops stationed nearby before he even pulled out the chainsaw.

Gu Mian sat on the sofa: "Of course I can't rush in directly."

The room they rent is not big, and even at the "sky-high price" of 100 points a day, the room facilities are not much better.

The house has one bedroom and one living room, and the three of them often take turns making the floor. The sofa in the living room is a bit large and does not fit in with the decoration, as if it was snatched from someone's house and placed here.

The sofa placed there made the whole room more crowded. At this time, Gu Mian was sitting on the slightly larger sofa: "Actually, I asked about the location of the high-end ticket booth. It is said that there is one near Hengdian."

At this time, the fat man turned his head and glanced at the calendar next to him. It was February 14th, Valentine's Day.

He opened his mouth, wanting to ask, "Where did you know the location?"

But after thinking about it, the fat man swallowed the words that were on his lips and changed them to "How close is it? The event will officially start in five days... And doctor, have you forgotten one thing?"

?”

"What about Chen Beidou?" Gu Mian raised his head and glanced at the fat man: "I just came out of the dungeon and the freshness has not worn off. How could I forget it? I don't think he will live long."

The fat man paused for a moment and then said: "How did you two come to this conclusion?"

The fat man was very curious. Chu Changge had told him before that Chen Beidou would definitely die, but he couldn't figure out why Chen Beidou would die even if he tried hard.

And so far they have not seen the announcement that the copy of Death Cab has crashed, which means that Chen Beidou is safe so far.

Why can the doctor and Brother Chu conclude that this guy's life is not long? Could it be that something happened that they don't know about?

The fat man was confused.

Chu Changge was sitting on a high stool next to him at this time. He pushed up his glasses: "We have analyzed before that the game can hardly interfere with the development of the plot, so it is basically impossible to interfere with the physical condition of the characters in the copy."

In other words, the game cannot directly restore Chen Beidou's blood, but Chen Beidou's situation is no longer optimistic at the end of the instance.

Chu Changge continued: "The dungeon brought us out just to save Chen Beidou, so we can be sure that Chen Beidou's injuries will definitely recover after we leave."

Fatty was a little confused: "Since the game can't directly intervene, how did Chen Beidou recover from his injuries?"

"I guess -" Chu Changge's lenses reflected the light: "The game cannot directly intervene, but this game can send players into the dungeon, then it can also send other things into the dungeon. Do you still remember the beginning of this global game?

Explanation?"

The fat man was very honest: "I forgot about it a long time ago."

As if he had already guessed the answer, Chu Changge continued: "There is one point in the explanation. To summarize briefly, 'when copy A accepts a group of players and starts the game, other players who have not entered the game can no longer match A.

copy'"

That is, one instance can only accommodate one group of players.

"That's why the taxi dungeon was so anxious to kick us out. As long as we are kicked out, the next group of people can enter that dungeon."

When Chu Changge said this, he paused: "But it's not clear whether the next batch of people entering that dungeon are players."

The fat man guessed something: "Could it be... the dungeon maintenance team?"

This was a name he made up on the spur of the moment, but it seems that the nonsense is quite on point.

"That's pretty much what it means." Chu Changge nodded: "The game sent a team into the dungeon, and then rescued Chen Beidou who was dying. This is the possibility I thought of."

At this time, Gu Mian's words also came in: "Chen Beidou should be out of danger now."

The fat man looked at him and saw that he was holding a big piece in his hand. The fat man took a closer look and found that it seemed to be the brick that Gu Mian took out in the taxi copy.

Thinking of this, the fat man suddenly glanced at the thing in Gu Mian's hand.

Now he could see clearly: "Where are the bricks here..."

The moment he said these words, Fatty seemed to understand why Chen Beidou died.

"The maintenance team will naturally leave after the repairs are completed. At that time, the dungeon will be running again, and then new players will be accepted." Chu Changge pushed up his glasses: "The dungeon may have been re-run now."

"It's only been half a day now, right?" The fat man glanced at the clock on the wall.

"The time in the dungeon is different from the real world," Gu Mian said: "It can be summarized as 'one day in reality, one year in the dungeon'. Of course, I used an exaggerated rhetorical technique."

Chu Changge glanced in the direction of the ticket booth: "So now..."

"Even if there is a repair team, they have left at this time, so it should be fine." Gu Mian continued.

As they speculated, the Death Cab copy was not discontinued.

At this time, it is still late at night in the dungeon, as if there is no daylight in this dungeon.

A dilapidated taxi was driving on the road, with a kind-looking middle-aged man sitting in the driver's seat.

There was a passenger in the back seat who looked a little panicked.

Yu Wenhao climbed on the back window and looked out the window: "It looks like it's going to rain. Driver, please hurry up..."

"No problem." The driver's gentle voice came from the front.

"Speaking of which..." Yu Wenhao looked at the driver in front of him: "Why do you have to wear gloves in the car?"

The driver wore a pair of thin gloves to keep out the cold, but such thin gloves couldn't protect him from the cold at all.

"Oh" the driver's gentle voice continued: "I met a doctor a few days ago. When I was driving him, I got a little injured, including on my hands. It didn't look good."

"Really..." Yuwen nodded hesitantly.

Picked up a doctor and got injured...

For some reason, he subconsciously thought of the doctor named "Gu Mian" whom he met in the dungeon before.
To be continued...