"What kind of mini-game?"

The crowd's heart sank instantly upon hearing these words.

What kind of good game can there be in a Horror Dungeon?

There must be something strange in here.

"The rooms for all of you have been prepared, and these are the room keys for you gentlemen."

"Now, please draw your own room number, and if you draw it, you'll receive a gift prepared by our hotel!"

"Of course, if you fail, there will be a small penalty."

With that, the receptionist pushed all the keys forward, indicating for everyone to select their room numbers.

Hearing these words, everyone's expressions changed.

They were not at all interested in the so-called gifts prepared, but the mention of penalties made them feel a bit fearful.

The penalties in a Horror Dungeon were likely life-threatening.

However, finding your own room among so many keys couldn't be so easy, could it?

"I wonder, what kind of penalty?"

At this moment, Qiao Peimu was also a bit on edge, his eyes fixed on the receptionist in front of him, cautiously asking.

He wanted to know, what exactly was the penalty?

The receptionist's mouth cracked open, giving a cold and eerie laugh to everyone present.

"Don't worry, the penalty is quite gentle, just requiring you to part with some things."

Part with some things?

What things?

An arm, an eye? Or a leg or something else?

Upon hearing this, everyone felt even more panicked.

The penalties in a Horror Dungeon were enough to let their imaginations run wild.

"Ladies and gentlemen, you can start choosing now."

The receptionist looked at Zhang Yi and the others, urging them to begin.

Zhou Yingting and the others shifted their gaze to the room cards in front of them.

On these cards, the room numbers were already posted, and according to the receptionist, the next step was to choose a room number.

Judging by the looks of it, the room number should indeed be the one they had originally booked.

As everyone thought of this, their expressions became slightly tense.

"11, 12, 13, 22, 23, 33...44."

The various room numbers in front looked like they had some pattern.

But this pattern didn't seem to relate to finding their own room.

Finding your own room number seemed very difficult.

Additionally, among these room numbers, one seemed particularly eye-catching.

"I want this one!"

Just as everyone was hesitating about which room number to choose, someone suddenly stepped forward and grabbed a room card.

Looking at the card in his hand, it appeared to be No. 58.

Seeing this, someone frowned slightly.

"We haven't yet confirmed whose room number is whose, and you took it just like that, isn't that a bit improper?"

The person who took it seemed to be a newcomer?

This newcomer's move was overly bold.

He seemed completely unafraid of picking wrongly and facing punishment.

"You can pick another room card afterward. If you think your room is actually mine, you can come and exchange. We'll eventually have to pick anyway, right?"

The newcomer glanced at the others and spoke casually.

Hearing this, everyone frowned, but what he said made sense; they all had to choose anyway.

If they thought their room number was wrong, they could exchange with someone else.

Just as everyone thought he made sense, the newcomer added another sentence.

"Oh, you can exchange any other room cards with me, but I won't switch the No. 44 room card."

This newcomer knew it wasn't wise to offend these people as a newcomer.

He had seen these extraordinaries using various extraordinary powers, and their powers hadn't been sealed in this dungeon.

Under such circumstances, he certainly didn't dare to anger them.

However, he had his own little plan. Any room numbers could be swapped since he didn't know which room was truly his.

But the No. 44 room, he wouldn't touch.

This was a Horror Dungeon, and upon hearing about it earlier, he had asked one of the extraordinaries.

Many numbers in Horror Dungeons were considered taboo.

If he could avoid them, he would.

Seeing a No. 44 among the room numbers, he decided not to choose it no matter what.

After hearing his last sentence, the others were taken aback but soon understood.

This guy had those intentions all along.

No wonder he suddenly took one of the room cards.

He was worried that if things were assigned, they'd eventually leave him with the No. 44 room, potentially costing him his life once inside.

The other newcomers, hearing this, immediately reached out for the room cards.

Any room was better than the No. 44 room.

If someone could distinguish the correct room card, they would naturally exchange with him.

As long as the method was accurate, the right room card would surely return to his hands.

Unless someone didn't care for the correct room card, they wouldn't exchange.

Thinking this, the newcomers all aimed to grab a room card randomly.

Seeing this, others also furrowed their brows and reached for the cards.

Zhou Yingting watched them and shook his head.

Seeing everyone about to scramble for the cards, Zhou Yingting reached for the No. 44 room card.

"Alright, this No. 44 card is mine. You figure out your own room cards."

Hm?

While everyone was contemplating which card to snatch, they saw Zhou Yingting grab the No. 44 card.

Seeing this, everyone paused.

This guy had shown he was clearly an extraordinary.

Why would he go for the No. 44 card? Was he courting death?

But Zhang Yi, noting Zhou Yingting's actions, frowned slightly but listened to Zhou Yingting's words.

"By which you mean, this card is yours? Can you distinguish it?"

"You took this No. 44 card, suggesting this number isn't bad in a Horror Dungeon?"

They all questioned Zhou Yingting.

Listening to them, Zhou Yingting looked at his card and smiled wryly.

"I can't tell the correct room, but I know which number is mine."

"I have an entry, a negative effect related to this, so the No. 44 card is probably mine."

Zhou Yingting sighed slightly.

Referring to the negative effect of the Lucky 4 entry.

Originally, he thought Lucky 4's negative effect was minor.

But in this Horror Dungeon, he realized he was terribly wrong.

In this dungeon, the Lucky 4 entry was causing trouble.

He glanced at his card, feeling uneasy.

Unsure if the No. 44 room would be safe.

If something weird was inside, it'd be troubling.

"Is that so? No wonder you kept advising me not to mess with anything eerie, because of this?"

Zhang Yi remembered Zhou Yingting's prior advice.

Thinking this, pulling Zhou Yingting to this dungeon felt somewhat heartless.

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