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147: --Is your memory real?

Chapter 147 The Tenth Dungeon

It was obviously the scene in this building, and it was unknown when it happened. It was pitch black all around.

Several people were walking in the dark corridor with oil lamps. Gu Wuji used the first-person perspective. Following behind them, he could still feel his rapid breathing and heartbeat.

Gu Wuji was a little surprised. In this case, could this ghost... have been a player? This is not impossible, after all, no one knows where the people who died in the dungeon went.

No wonder when the ghost followed him back to the room, he reacted very violently and even noticed the words left under the table. Maybe that was what the ghost left before he died.

But what was the word that reminded him of his memory?

Thinking of the countless ghosts outside the building, Gu Wuji suddenly realized the danger of this dungeon. Even so many players died here.

"What should we do? If we continue like this, we will all die here!" The person in front of Gu Wuji said in panic, "This copy of the evil god is simply unsolvable. The others have become fanatics of the evil god. They can do anything!"

"Don't worry." A voice sounded from the front. His words were very calm, and people naturally felt relieved when they heard it. "The problem can definitely be solved."

After hearing that voice, the others calmed down. But Gu Wuji's heart was beating wildly.

The next moment, the leader turned his head. Whether it was his figure or his appearance, he stood out from the crowd. Such a person's faint glance made Gu Wuji feel that the owner of the perspective felt a little flattered.

But Gu Wuji's feelings were very complicated.

After all, the leader was himself no matter how you looked at it! And it was not the face he disguised as "Sun Shi", but Gu Wuji's real appearance in the real world.

"What's going on? That person is me? But how did I end up here?" Gu Wuji couldn't help but be confused. "According to common sense, this is simply impossible. Or is this some kind of illusion in the dungeon? Or maybe we just have the same face..."

But Gu Wuji felt a shocking sense of familiarity when he watched the other person's every move. He could clearly realize that it was not someone else, but himself.

"Even if the time and space of this copy are very chaotic, I can't be with the players who came here before." Gu Wuji frowned, "Could it be that something happened in the future that brought me to this copy? Or... in the past..."

He really couldn't forget the words he saw under the table.

- Is your memory real?

"Of course my memory is real." Gu Wuji said this almost subconsciously, but he felt more and more that something was wrong in his heart. What on earth was he forgetting...

The sudden sound interrupted Gu Wuji's thoughts.

"Don't worry too much. We just need to interrupt the summoning ceremony in this place." That 'Gu Wuji' said: "It's very simple. We just need to drive a large number of ghosts into that space, and their resentment will affect the progress of the ceremony... After all, the ceremony of summoning evil gods is very demanding unless it is summoned by a specific person. Any slight fluctuation will affect the success of the ceremony."

"I see." The others immediately had hope. They obviously trusted 'Gu Wuji' very much.

And Gu Wuji also understood immediately and breathed a sigh of relief.