<div> Chapter 588: Chapter 556: Ghost Language Level 4-6_1
 Coach Che was stuck on the ladder, unable to move up or down. He stared blankly and muttered, "So who designed this damn door that can’t be opened from the inside without a key!"
 845 was almost in tears. "Never mind who designed it! We need to get this thing out of here! I don’t want to end up like you!"
 The bomb was surprisingly user-friendly, featuring a small screen counting down: 463 seconds until detonation.
 Less than eight minutes until detonation, and they were locked inside. Even if they weren’t locked in, they might not be able to get the bomb out of the food processing plant in those eight minutes.
 Coach Che was already imagining himself being sanctioned by the court and sent to prison for reform. He shivered at the thought.
 No way! He clenched his teeth, made up his mind, and finally reached for the walkie-talkie strapped to his waist.
 He held the walkie-talkie to his mouth, pressed the talk button, and roared, "Anything that can hear my voice, stop chasing the players! Hurry to the food processing plant and open the door for us! If you don’t come soon, this place will be blown to smithereens! Come immediately! Right now!"
 Huai Xin Zhen Yue had already been killed. His corpse lay on the ground, blood gushing out.
 Suddenly, a blood-stained hand burst out from his stomach, followed by an arm, a head, a torso... Finally, Huai Xin Zhen Yue climbed out of his own corpse—a truly bizarre scene.
 He wiped the blood from his face, glanced at his own disemboweled corpse, and spat.
 He glanced around and relaxed when he saw the toy bear was gone. "Thank goodness for my Golden Cicada Shelling. Otherwise, I would’ve definitely died this time."
 Huai Xin Zhen Yue coughed a few times. Using this special item consumed a lot of energy, equivalent to losing half his life; he even struggled to stand afterward.
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 </div> He lay on the ground, lamenting, "It’s a pity it can only be used once. Still, it saved my life, so it was worth it..."
 But he quickly realized he might have spoken too soon. Beside him, a pair of furry legs suddenly appeared. Looking up, he saw a huge body and a creepy bear face. It... hadn’t left.
 Huai Xin Zhen Yue stared at it, his mouth agape. Then, the furry hand slowly rose and reached for him...
 Huai Xin Zhen Yue frantically tried to move his body, desperate to escape, but he couldn’t get up.
 Just as the hand was about to touch him, the toy bear suddenly stopped. Before Huai Xin Zhen Yue could register his surprise, it vanished, leaving only one person and one corpse in the area.
 Huai Xin Zhen Yue kept looking up, still not having processed what had just happened. After a while, he finally confirmed that the toy bear had indeed left.
 "What... just happened?" he muttered, lying on the ground, utterly perplexed.
 Although he didn’t know why it had suddenly disappeared, Huai Xin Zhen Yue was still happy. Happy that he had escaped death.
 He lay on the ground, struggling to look up at the sun. More than half of it had already dipped below the horizon, its last light about to vanish.
 He watched with bated breath as the edge of the sun vanished bit by bit, until it was completely gone. "Great, I can go back now..."
 The sun set completely, but the surroundings remained quiet; nothing happened. When the instance settlement didn’t appear, Huai Xin Zhen Yue’s eyes widened.
 "What’s going on?" he wondered. The sun has set, and I’ve completed the instance mission. Why haven’t I left the instance yet?!
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 </div> Liu Yiji was also anxiously awaiting the sunset. He sat in the empty plaza, staring west, surprised that the instance hadn’t reacted.
 He rubbed his eyes hard, staring at the western horizon. The sun had indeed fully set. "Why... why..."
 Gu Mian also noticed something was amiss. He and the Fortune-teller had just reached the main gate of the food processing plant. As long as the Fortune-teller stepped out of this gate, she would have completed her mission.
 But she didn’t leave immediately. Instead, she started talking to Gu Mian. "I heard your conversation with those two NPCs just now," the Fortune-teller said hesitantly. "From your words, this game is composed of different worlds, and instances are different locations within those worlds?"
 While she was speaking, she noticed Gu Mian looking in a particular direction. She followed his gaze and saw the western horizon, still glowing faintly with the afterglow. The sun had set.
 The Fortune-teller remembered Gu Mian was supposed to leave the instance at sunset, but he was still standing before her. "How can you..." As the Fortune-teller started to ask, she suddenly sensed something rushing towards them from outside the plant’s main gate.
 Looking closely, she saw it was a charred human figure! Its entire body was scorched black, its eyelids burned away, and its two white eyeballs rolled frantically.
𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞 Even though its face was blacker than a burnt sweet potato, one could still make out the anxious expression on it.
 The Fortune-teller was startled and about to step back when she saw the figure brake sharply at the gate, make a wide turn, leap over the adjacent railing into the food processing plant, and then sprint towards the main building.
 A horde of miscellaneous monstrosities followed it, clearly nothing good—like the Night Parade of a Hundred Ghosts.
 The Fortune-teller stared wide-eyed as these entities bypassed them. "What are these...?"
 Gu Mian watched the direction they were heading. "It seems they’re looking for Coach Che. Speaking of which, I should have left the instance by now."
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 </div> But he soon figured out why he hadn’t left the instance: several Instance Evaluators had also rushed to this location. These NPCs, appearing as normal humans, stood out starkly amidst this horde of monsters and demons. The large characters "Instance Evaluator" above their heads were also very eye-catching.
 It must be that all the support personnel have rushed here, leaving no one to terminate the instance process.
 Soon, one of the Instance Evaluators also realized this. He hastily turned and ran back, vanishing in an instant.
 Half a minute later, a message about the instance ending prematurely finally appeared before Gu Mian and the Fortune-teller.
 At the same time, Fatty, who was waiting anxiously outside, finally received the announcement. However, this announcement stunned him.
 [Announcement (July 25, 15:24)]
 [Due to missing NPC data, the special instance ’Solitary Hide and Seek’ and standard instances ’Fatty’s BBQ,’ ’The Wondrous Adventure in the Food Processing Plant,’ and ’Ghost Language Level 4 &amp; 6’ have been terminated prematurely. We sincerely apologize for the inconvenience caused to all players. The game will provide corresponding compensation...]
 Below was the compensation list.
 Fatty stared at this new announcement for a while, only snapping out of it when someone stood before him.
 He looked up and saw Gu Mian, who had just exited the special instance.
 The moment Gu Mian exited the special instance, he saw Fatty squatting there in a daze, like a dog just short of barking a couple of times.
 Fatty, unaware that he had become a peculiar creature in Gu Mian’s eyes, stood up excitedly and circled Gu Mian twice. "Doctor, you’re out!"</div>
 

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Chapter 588 - 556: Ghost Language Level 4-6_1

Chapter 588: Chapter 556: Ghost Language Level 4-6_1 Coach Che was stuck on the ladder, unable to move up or down. He stared blankly and muttered, "So who designed this damn door that can’t be opened from the inside without a key!" 845 was almost in tears. "Never mind who designed it! We need to get this thing out of here! I don’t want to end up like you!" The bomb was surprisingly user-friendly, featuring a small screen counting down: 463 seconds until detonation. Less than eight minutes until...

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Chapter 588 - 556: Ghost Language Level 4-6_1

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