After the Full-Level Boss Entered the Infinite Game By Mistake

Chapter 595

“You are a good person,” the player in the red-black down jacket whispered in Bai Lixin’s ear.

[Congratulations to the host for receiving a ‘good person card’.] S419M’s electric-like voice rang out in his mind, [Are you happy? Are you excited?]

Bai Lixin: […]

“Hey, hey, don’t do this,” the blue-white down jacket raised his hand anxiously. “Doesn’t that leave me out?”

“Since that’s the case, why don’t you join us two? Three people can form a triangle,” the green down jacket thought for two seconds before extending an olive branch to the blue-white down jacket.

“Really? That’s great, thank you so much!”

The three quickly agreed, formed a triangular formation and continued towards the safe house.

Bai Lixin and the red-black down jacket walked parallel to them not far away.

Like this, they walked for another hour when Bai Lixin received a private message from Xia Chi.

Xia Chi: [Brother, another group of players has arrived. The safe house is about to be full.]

As soon as his message came through, the system’s electronic voice followed.

[Here is an announcement.]

[Player death X3, the current number of remaining players is 96.]

[The safe house has reached its maximum capacity of 20 people, those outside cannot enter the safe house.]

[The maximum stay time in the safe house is 10 hours. Players exceeding 10 hours will be forcibly ejected from the safe house.]

[Friendly reminder: The drop location after ejection is random. You might drop back into the safe house and reset the time limit for the next round, or you could fall into the horror abyss. Players, please be aware.]

[To prevent players from “occupying” the safe house, there will be a 30-second cooldown period after leaving the safe house. During this time, the player will be denied entry.]

[So far, the first stage of the game has been in progress for 4 hours. Enjoy the game, players.]

—————————

In the live broadcast room

[The drop locations are random. It could be in the safe house, or it could be in the horror abyss. Oh God, the odds. I wonder if the refresh rate of the safe house is higher or if the fear of death is stronger.]

[The allure of the safe house depends on how terrifying it gets at night. The background introduction just mentioned a cold night. It’s already -40 degrees Celsius during the day. If people can survive outside tonight, those in the safe house might voluntarily leave before the time limit. But if death comes quickly outside, they’ll gamble on their luck.]

[This copy feels like a natural disaster copy. I’m curious about how cold it will get at night.]

[Don’t worry, the sun will eventually set.]

[It seems like everyone is still relatively calm now that the game has just started. Even though they know the safe house is full, most players aren’t showing much anxiety.]

[They’re experienced players after all, much better than complete newbies.]

[And it’s only the first day. Being the first to enter the safe house isn’t necessarily a good thing. Every blessing hides a curse.]

[What do you mean by that?]

[It’s 2 PM now. Even if you count from this second, ten hours later is midnight. Midnight is the coldest time of the day. From sunset to midnight, the ground can still retain some warmth from the sun. From midnight until the sun rises is the coldest period of the day. Entering now means you must leave at midnight.]

[Fuck, I suddenly got goosebumps. It’s terrifying when you think about it.]

[The real scramble for the safe house starts when the first player is ejected. Let’s see if they get anxious then.]

——————————-

After receiving the news about the safe house, Bai Lixin’s group only paused briefly before continuing forward without much reaction.

As Bai Lixin predicted, after a total of five and a half hours, they finally saw the wooden house standing in the snowstorm.

The wooden house’s pointed roof was covered with a thick layer of snow, and the chimney on the roof emitted billowing white smoke.

The snow around the chimney had melted, revealing the cement chimney and the bronze-colored old wood.

Just by looking at the smoke, everyone could imagine how warm it was inside.

Bai Lixin’s lips were numb from the cold, and he noticed many players already gathered around the house.

They wore similar down jackets, differing only slightly in color.

Bai Lixin silently counted over fifty players around the house. Including the twenty inside, there were now over seventy players at the safe house coordinates.

More than twenty had yet to arrive.

Players gathered in small groups, some with as few as two, others with up to seven or eight.

They paced back and forth in front of the safe house’s only wooden door, unwilling to leave but also unable to stand still.

It was just too cold.

Stopping only made it feel colder.

The temperature in the upper right corner fluctuated around -40 degrees Celsius. At 2 PM, it reached its peak at -39 degrees, then began to drop slowly as time passed.

-40 degrees.

-40.3 degrees.

-40.4 degrees.

-40.9 degrees.

By 4 PM, it was -41 degrees.

To withstand the cold, some players began to use all sorts of methods.

One player pulled two thick quilts from their backpack and wrapped themselves. Another tried to use a torch from their backpack for warmth.

But perhaps it was too cold; as soon as the torch was lit, the wind blew it out.

The player with the yellow duck on their down jacket didn’t believe it and kept trying, but each time the fire lit, it went out again.

After several attempts, though he failed to warm himself with the torch, the activity at least kept him somewhat warm. Then, Bai Lixin watched as Yellow Duck started to move around constantly.

Not far from Yellow Duck, a player with a little dinosaur on their back dared to take off their gloves.

The movement was small, without any strange sounds, but many goggles turned to him simultaneously.

Clearly, everyone was secretly observing their surroundings.

They were just pretending to be oblivious.

They watched curiously as the player took off his gloves, wondering what he intended to do.

Some even thought he might have gone mad from the cold, resorting to self-harm.

But they soon realized they were wrong.

A flame appeared out of thin air in the little dinosaur player’s hand.

A fire skill!

A fire skill in this copy! How lucky!

————————

In the live broadcast room.

[Wow, a fire skill! Super rare!]

[Isn’t that Beautiful Lin’s skill?]

[Huh, so the little dinosaur is Beautiful Lin?]

*The raws say “Lin Meiren”, “Meiren ” means a beauty / a good looking person, so I went with “Beautiful Lin”.

[Wow, Lin Jue is so cool. He is so handsome even without showing his face!]

[At this moment, he’s the envy of everyone there!]

—————————–

Just as everyone looked at Little Dinosaur with envy, Little Dinosaur stumbled, and the flame in his hand was suddenly extinguished.

The surrounding players did not know what had happened to Little Dinosaur. From their perspective, they only saw Little Dinosaur ignite the flame in his hand for half a minute before it extinguished, and he put his gloves back on.

Then, Little Dinosaur wobbled, and a figure in a black and white down jacket appeared beside him at some point. Little Dinosaur swayed and leaned against the black and white down jacket, seemingly exhausted.

The players exchanged glances, each with their own thoughts.

—————————-

In the live broadcast room.

[It looks like Beautiful Lin is out of energy.]

[Could it be that using abilities here places a heavy burden on the body?]

[I saw that another player’s torch couldn’t be lit just now.]

[Maybe not all abilities, just those fire-type skills or objects that counteract frost can’t be used?]

[Damn, that’s quite dramatic.]

[Without Beautiful Lin explaining, we can’t know the exact reason.]

In the live broadcast room, a player approached Little Dinosaur, “Player, why did your flame ability stop after thirty seconds just now?”

The goggles under Little Dinosaur’s visor were pitch black, making it impossible to see his eyes.

Whether Little Dinosaur heard him or not, he remained in his leaning position without moving an inch.

There was a buzz of whispers among the crowd.

The player who had tried to be friendly stood awkwardly, then cleared his throat and raised his voice, “Player, I mean no harm, I just want to understand how you felt when you used your skill. Why did your flame ability stop after thirty seconds? Was it because…”

Little Dinosaur: “Because I didn’t like it.”

The questioning player was stunned. He turned his head and looked at the player Little Dinosaur was leaning against, “Huh?”

Bai Lixin supported the little dinosaur and repeated, “The reason it stopped after thirty seconds is because he didn’t like it. Did you hear that clearly this time?”

The player said “oh” awkwardly and turned away in shame.

Once the curious gazes gradually withdrew, Bai Lixin quietly supported Little Dinosaur to a less crowded corner.

He opened the private chat window, where a message was blinking.

Lin Jue: [It’s because I ran out of strength, not because I didn’t like it.]

Bai Lixin raised an eyebrow.

He can still snap at people, it seems that his claim of being weak is fake.

Bai Lixin: [Then should I leave?]

Lin Jue: […]

Bai Lixin tried to move, but his sleeve was secretly tugged.

Bai Lixin: [Let go first.]

Lin Jue: [I can tell you what it felt like using the flame skill.]

Bai Lixin: “…”

S419M: [Hahaha, this kid is really obsessed with saving face but suffers for it. His mouth is the hardest part of his body.]

Bai Lixin: [What did it feel like? Was it the feeling of being drained?]

Lin Jue leaned close to Bai Lixin’s ear and said through gritted teeth, “Be careful with your words.”

Bai Lixin shrugged, “Then let me put it another way. Was it like a balloon being deflated, limp?”

Lin Jue: […]

Lin Jue: [It’s hard to talk, let’s use private chat. You’re not wrong, using the flame skill drained my strength instantly.]

[It wasn’t like I could feel the flow disappearing, but like it dropped from 100 to 0 in an instant.]

Bai Lixin: [Did the system give any prompts?]

Lin Jue: [No.]

Bai Lixin: [How do you feel now? How far have you recovered from 0?]

Lin Jue was silent for two seconds: [I’ve recovered to 5.]

Bai Lixin: [Do you have any conclusions?]

Lin Jue gently shook his head: [Not sure.]

Bai Lixin: [Since you’re at 5 now, how about confirming it again?]

Lin Jue abruptly stood up, his dark goggles pointing at Bai Lixin’s face, “Are you even human?!”

As soon as he finished speaking, his body slumped back against Bai Lixin.

Lin Jue: “…”

‘Damn, I’ve never been this speechless in my life!’

Bai Lixin: [Seeing how weak you are, my suggestion was indeed immature.]

Lin Jue: “…”

‘At least you have some conscience.’

Bai Lixin: [Let’s wait until you recover to 100 before trying again.]

Lin Jue: ?

‘Conscience my ass!’

—————————

In the live broadcast room.

[What exactly did God Xin and Beautiful Lintalk about? They must be using private chat. Damn, I’m so curious, why can’t private chats be synced? This game really doesn’t consider us family, we want to hear too!]

[It is also wonderful to see the scene of Beautiful Lin being so cute and dependant.]

[Lin Jue and God Xin seem to have a lot of fate together. They were once in the same copy before. I remember that copy was called [Red Apple House]]

[Oh, I remember watching that too. Hahaha, Lin Jue was also miserable in that copy. It’s still vivid in my mind, I want to laugh.]

[I watched that copy too, what happened to Lin Jue again?]

[In Red Apple House, all the players would sleepwalk at night, pick karma fruit in the yard and then work in the ghost restaurant. The ghost restaurant had everything, including eyeballs, intestines, even moving brains. Later, all the players broke the hypnosis except Lin Jue. That night, everyone watched as Lin Jue sleep walked out of the house and picked karma fruit in the yard. The background was so bleak.]

[Oh, now I remember, hahaha, so funny. He shared a dorm with God Xin and often caused trouble for God Xin.]

[It was not exactly trouble, right? There was some ambiguity between them, I even shipped them at the time.]

[Wait, wasn’t there a ghost possessing him, which is why his behavior was so abnormal? It wasn’t Lin Jue being ambiguous with God Xin, it was the ghost.]

[Huh? Possessed by a ghost? Why don’t I remember Lin Jue being possessed?]

[Hmm, strange, maybe it’s because it’s been so long? I don’t even remember this plot either. I clearly watched Red Apple House.]

[That’s normal, after all, it was a copy from three years ago. Our memories are bound to have discrepancies.]

[Too bad we can’t watch replays, otherwise I’d definitely dig up the video for all of you to judge.]