Chapter 69: Who Says Mine Isn't a Mask? (Please follow and read!)

【Nightmare-grade team dungeon has been matched】

【Welcome aboard the Mary cruise ship】

【Dungeon Name — Masquerade Ball】

【Dungeon Player Count: 7】

【Dungeon Brief: This is a cruise ship that even high society calls legendary. Every year it hosts a top-tier ball. Invitees range from famous authors to financial titans, from international socialites to noble ladies. People standing at the pinnacle of every industry yearn to take part in it.】

【The cruise ship has many rules. Those who violate the cruise ship's rules have never again appeared in the outside world's view. Today, you have been invited here to accomplish an unprecedented feat!】

【Main Quest: Replace the ball's initiator and become the cruise ship's new master (The Eye of Truth has been distorted)】

【Side Quest 1: Gain Mary's favor】

【Side Quest 2: Learn the truth of the back kitchen】

【Side Quest 3: Figure out the identity you represent】

【Clear Reward: 5,000 Calamity Coins, one Epic-grade item, one chance at the Ten Thousand Treasures Auction Warehouse lottery, one opportunity for an audience】

【Hidden Reward — Conditions unknown】

【May you find the death that belongs to you】

Along with the disappearance of the prompt tone and panel, everything before Wu Wang's eyes shifted from the deep blue sea to a resplendent, gilded room.

The room was very large, nearly the size of a five-star hotel's presidential suite, and the decor was extremely luxurious and elegant—even the carpet was of the expensive, premium grade reserved for foreign royalty.

The oil paintings hanging on the wall even included some artifacts that should have been on display in museums.

They didn't look like forgeries.

"Tsk tsk, a disgusting upper-class aura hits you right in the face." Wu Wang casually picked up a blue-and-white porcelain beside him and examined it.

It was genuine, and of excellent quality.

Outside, it could fetch at least a million.

Yet here it was, simply placed in a guest's room.

Absolutely obscenely wealthy.

Most likely every room had quite a few things like this.

He had also put in a great deal of hard work on the appraisal of antiques. Back then, he had nearly been blacklisted at the antique market.

Because after Wu Wang entered the market under a fake identity, he would always use various methods to hide slips of paper reading "I am a forgery" inside those fake antiques that were already prepared for sale.

The value of the deals he had ruined was enough to make the antique market bosses hire assassins.

The subsequent developments are not fit to be told to outsiders.

In any case, the result half a year later was—

The fake identity had also been blacklisted by dark web assassins.

No one was willing to take the job.

To this day, that fake identity still hangs on the dark web bounty list, except the note 【Failed 48 times】 appended to it makes people look on in awe.

Knock knock—

Before Wu Wang had even finished inspecting the room, a knock came from outside.

Looking through the peephole, he saw a petite loli with white-dyed hair, dressed in a qipao, wearing a small fox mask on her face.

Behind her trailed five others, also dressed in various formal wear, with different masks on their faces.

Including the fox loli, there were three men and three women in total.

They were probably the players for this team dungeon.

Wu Wang lightly touched the 【HLA Brooch】.

The clothing on his body and the mask on his face began to transform.

A moment later, he opened the room door.

"Hello everyone! Please come in!"

Wu Wang greeted the knocking guests with fiery enthusiasm.

He even stepped aside half a body to invite them into his room for a detailed talk. Before the dungeon starts, players always need to hold a meeting.

Besides, he still needed to know what their main quest was.

After all, his own main quest had been distorted by the Abyss God.

Everyone was stunned by this burst of enthusiasm.

One of them, a man with a handlebar mustache wearing a bat mask, couldn't help but say: "Bro… how did you get into the dungeon wearing that flashy pink getup? Is the definition of formal wear really this broad?"

The others expressed their incomprehension one after another.

Wu Wang looked down at himself.

Nothing seemed amiss!

He opened his mouth to retort: "Isn't this a masquerade ball? Doesn't a Kamen Rider count as a mask? And let me correct you—this is magenta!"

At this moment, he was unmistakably dressed as Kamen Rider Decade.

The barcode-like mask on his head completely wrapped up his entire head. If he hadn't opened his mouth to speak, you couldn't even tell whether he was male or female!

After a brief standoff, the crowd—

Still helplessly entered this Kamen Rider's room.

They did indeed need to hold a meeting.

Especially after discovering their teammate's brain wasn't normal, they felt even more that a meeting was necessary.

At the very least, they had to confirm that the others' brains were fine.

Wu Wang sized up everyone's appearance.

The three men present were respectively an older man wearing a gray wolf mask, a sleazy guy in a bat mask, and a flashy weirdo in a thorn mask.

Uncle Gray Wolf looked comparatively steady, standing upright in a Zhongshan suit, his expression barely changing from start to finish;

Bat Lecher Guy wore a pale-blue fancy suit that came across as somewhat flighty, his eyes constantly sneaking peeks at the female players beside him;

Thorn Show-Off was also a bit greasy, his handlebar mustache seemingly trying to look gentlemanly, but paired with his bright red suit and an overly pomaded, slightly shiny slick-back, the whole effect was honestly impossible to keep a straight face at.

The female players, on the other hand, were all exquisite and elegant.

Their masks were a fox, a black cat, and a rose, respectively.

Miss Fox was a cool, aloof white-qipao loli, who didn't seem talkative and always kept a cold face;

Ms. Black Cat wore a shoulder-baring evening gown that looked refined and grand, a faint smile on her face that made her seem very friendly — quite the air of a rich family's young lady;

Young Lady Rose was even more stunningly beautiful, that backless black deep-V slip evening gown, paired with a slit up to mid-thigh below, letting a flirtatious flash of leg peek in and out as she walked — her sexiness on full display; one look told you she was a Gao Mingyuan who frequented all sorts of high-end banquets and never got stage fright.

"Bro, you can keep narrating everyone's image for us from the moment we walked in, fine." Bat Guy said through gritted teeth: "But why is the difference between the male and female evaluations so huge?!"

"On the guys' side you've got one lecher and one show-off, and over there it's all praise — and when have I been constantly sneaking peeks at them?! Don't push me into fighting you right here!"

The others' expressions were also a bit unnatural.

This Masked Knight spoke so fast they hadn't been able to get a word in edgewise.

Except for Young Lady Rose, who was grinning ear to ear, fixing Wu Wang with a bewitchingly natural gaze, teasingly saying: "I quite like this little brother, though — witty and funny. Want to come up to big sister's room later and chat about the dungeon plot?"

You'd better really be talking about the plot!

Not trying to kick off some special plot that wouldn't pass review!

Wu Wang shrugged indifferently.

"I was just trying to liven up the atmosphere, wasn't I? Everyone looks pretty tense for a Nightmare-grade dungeon."

"Uncle Gray Wolf's expression is a bit stiffly forced, you lecherous Bat trying to relieve the pressure with your milky-white balls, Show-Off Bro, stop tugging at your mustache — doesn't it hurt after you've already pulled out two hairs?"

"I won't call out the ladies by name, but little white-haired loli, tense as you are, please stop poking my carpet with your high heels — the thing's worth a fortune, I was planning to swipe it when we returned to reality, so be careful not to poke a hole in it or I'll squeeze a few million out of you!"

The moment the words fell, the entire room fell dead silent.

Even Young Lady Rose, who had just been teasing Wu Wang, had a hint of frost in her eyes, and those who had been called out stiffened their bodies into guarded postures.

They had only been here less than two minutes!

In everyone's heart, a label was instantly slapped on this guy who looked the most abnormal of all — sharp observational skills, a dangerous person!

Dealing with a guy like this, one had to be extremely careful, or it would be very easy to show a flaw and get caught.

Looks like he wasn't actually that brain-dead after all.

"Oh right, about this dungeon, there's something pretty serious I need to ask." Wu Wang's tone suddenly turned solemn.

Finally back to business.

Everyone also wanted to hear what insights this person had about the dungeon.

Especially the main quest — in their eyes it seemed a bit too simple, too simple to be the difficulty a Nightmare-grade dungeon should have.

But there are always exceptions to everything.

Bat Guy rolled his eyes and cut in: "If you're trying to ask, 'Why does the main quest only require finding a partner to attend on the last day of the ball, that's it,' then don't bother — we don't know where the difficulty is either."

He didn't want to waste time on this sort of thing.

But unexpectedly, Wu Wang shook his head.

In an extremely contemptuous tone he said: "What I want to ask is, can every single one of you dance ballroom social dances?"

"This is a ball! If you can't dance, what are you even doing here? Really just hopping on board to freeload food and drinks? Especially you, Batman — bro, with your bowlegs, won't you really step on your partner's feet? Ladies, keep that in mind when you're picking someone."

At these words, the room fell silent once more.

Everyone suddenly felt they needed to take back their earlier evaluation of him.

This guy's brain really wasn't normal.

The focus of his attention was actually on dancing.

And saying something about hopping on board to freeload food and drinks?

Damn it, you think we wanted to get on this boat?

Who in their right mind would come to a Nightmare-grade dungeon to freeload food and drinks?!

As everyone's expressions varied, their gazes also couldn't help drifting toward Wu Wang and Bat Guy — especially the latter's legs.

Hiss… they did seem a bit bowlegged.