Chapter 9: Discussion on Deep Imprisonment (Part 1)

"Hmph, despicable and shameless." With that, the madman threw out a flying dagger, and then everything went dark before Wu Mingkong's eyes again

Please select the difficulty level: Easy, Normal, Hard, Nightmare, Deathmatch

Wu Mingkong now finds himself in a closed dungeon, but this dungeon does not appear to be eerie or terrifying; on the contrary, it is brightly lit.

Building a generated copy ...

"Woof, woof." Heizi expressed his understanding as always

"Heizi, get ready, we are about to start the instance." Wu Mingkong reminded Heizi, who was crouching in the corner.

Reward: 1 copy point

After inquiring, those who were expelled found that everyone received the same treatment, including the Crown Prince's Grand Tutor, He Ying. This brought them a sense of relief.

"Black child, go up!" Wu Mingkong shouted loudly, causing the madman to stumble backward. At this moment, his center of gravity was unstable; if the black child were to pounce directly at him, targeting the vital area of his throat, he would surely meet his demise instantly

"You have imprisoned me, the old Daoist, in this deep dungeon, yet you do not even know who I am." The madman glared fiercely, stood up, and with a single step, left behind nine residual shadows, raising his leg to kick out.

The current Wu Mingkong is no longer the same as before; his physical condition now allows him to defeat the previous two versions of himself.

Wu Mingkong has also noticed something amiss this time; it is a deathmatch-level dungeon where one cannot exit after dying, and real-world items cannot be brought in. It is even possible that this body does not belong to him.

After several days, Wu Mingkong finally comprehended the three carts of medical books sent by He Ying. Following He Ying's departure, many people also came to pay their respects, the vast majority bringing medicinal materials, with a small portion consisting of medical books

The copy has been successfully built

Suddenly, Wu Mingkong felt a darkness before his eyes, as a large head flew up.

Subsequently, the Qin Wangfu once again returned to its desolate state, which indeed brought some relief to Wu Mingkong

Using the keyword: balanced development

Carefully coated each silver needle with a three-step process, and then placed them into a specially designed waist pouch to ensure they could be retrieved and thrown at the first opportunity

Wu Mingkong was beheaded by the madman with a sword

This toxin is extracted from a peculiar venomous snake known as the Black Snake. Although this toxin is not lethal, it can cause severe muscle paralysis, rendering a person completely immobile within a short period of time

The madman leaped up, drawing a soft sword from his waist, and aimed it at Wu Mingkong's vital points.

He was kicked directly out, rolling several times on the ground before finally crashing against the wall of the dungeon, where he came to a stop

You have arrived

Difficulty: Not Selected

You have arrived. The old voice of the madman echoed once more.

Wu Mingkong naturally smiled and left the items behind, then told them to get lost

"What, do you look down on the old Daoist?" As he spoke, the mad old Daoist spread his arms like a white crane taking flight, his body soaring through the air. In an instant, he appeared before Wu Mingkong, his palms striking out fiercely, like a raging tide.

The waist pouch at the waist of the model is about to take out the silver needles, allowing this madman to experience what is known as the harsh realities of society

Wu Mingkong's body flashed, and he resembled a sword that had just been drawn from its sheath. He raised his fist, preparing to deliver a powerful punch to the madman.

He bent down to evade the madman's palm aimed at his chest, then suddenly lunged forward, directly colliding with both the madman and the bookish man, causing them to stagger.

I did not exit? " Wu Ming was momentarily lost in thought, and the one speaking was still the madman sitting cross-legged in the center of the dungeon.

I have arrived. Wu Mingkong heard the words of the madman and responded in kind, pondering whether it was possible to communicate

"It is impossible to summon Heizi; there is simply no time to react when attempting to summon Heizi, and one would be taken out in a single blow." Wu Ming made a decisive decision and prepared to take the initiative.

Then, Wu Mingkong was engulfed in darkness once more; this time, there was no pain in death, as his brain was shattered instantly

"Who are you?" Wu Mingkong asked calmly while summoning Heizi.

To be overly clever and say that my arrival will result in being beheaded by a sword, while not responding would lead to being struck dead by a palm, suggests that the manner of response may also influence the performance of the madman.

Isn't it extremely simple? It seems that this first copy is indeed a novice dungeon, selecting the deathmatch. Wu Mingkong directly chose the deathmatch difficulty; after all, he could be resurrected, so what was there to fear? Naturally, he aimed for the highest level of deathmatch difficulty.

In that familiar, aged voice of yours that said you have arrived, Wu Mingkong regained consciousness

Wu Mingkong's eyes narrowed as he looked at the book: "This time, I actually don't need a sword."

Moreover, Heizi did not enter with him, but it seems he can be summoned again. The only concern is that this madman may not be willing to grant him the time to summon.

Wu Mingkong also wanted to create a lethal poison, but the onset of this lethal poison was indeed too slow, requiring at least ten minutes or more to take effect. It was more practical to target specific joint acupoints to inflict immobility through muscle paralysis. Therefore, Wu Mingkong named this poison "Three Steps Down"

The one speaking to him was, of course, an unkempt old man with a scruffy white beard, sitting cross-legged in the center.

Only upon hearing Wu Mingkong's response did the madman seem as if he had been stabbed, his originally calm demeanor rapidly collapsing, with murderous intent surging in his murky eyes: "You dare to come as well"

It was only this mold, yet it felt empty. Looking down, I realized that the clothes I was wearing were no longer my own.

At last, it is completed. Wu Mingkong looked at the small bowl in front of him, containing a colorless and tasteless liquid resembling plain water, and let out a sigh of relief

Copy: Discussing the Deep Prison Theory

In an instant, the madman appeared before Wu Mingkong and delivered a kick to his head, causing Wu Mingkong to once again lose consciousness.

Changed again? Entering the instance. This time, the difficulty section on the system panel is marked as unselected

He must be the madman

At this moment, Wu Mingkong was still summoning the black child, completely unable to react, only feeling a fierce wind whistling past his ear, followed by a loud ringing in his head

The imagined roar of the dog did not materialize; instead, Wu Mingkong lost the opportunity to press the advantage due to this loud shout. The madman steadied himself with one foot, bracing against the force of retreat, and with great effort, he lunged forward, delivering a palm strike directly to Wu Mingkong's head.

Select a copy, using the keyword: balanced development. Wu Mingkong used 1 copy point, the keyword remains balanced development, still the same saying as before, how much water a bucket can hold depends on its shortest plank

All of them are those princes vying for power. These princes do not wish to win over Wu Mingkong; rather, they want Wu Mingkong to remain neutral and not be swayed by the Crown Prince, so as to avoid becoming an asset to him

"You have arrived," a voice, aged and frail, echoed.

When Wu Mingkong had not yet regained his senses from the excruciating pain, an aged voice suddenly resonated.

Objective: Eliminate the Madman.