# Chapter 1254: More Money Than Sense
The reason Xu Huo thought it was a tool rather than a prop was because he had previously seen in Zone 009 a painter named Jiang Jiang, who was also suspected to have been cultivated by Dr. Zhang, and she could also predict the future. However, her predictions were all related to the deaths of people around her, and she even predicted her own death.
Although he wasn't entirely clear about the method Jiang Jiang used to predict death, since this predictive effect could be added to props, it naturally could also be made into tools. Perhaps in some advanced wormhole points, predicting fortune and misfortune wasn't too difficult.
Of course, this touched upon the matter of traveling through time and space.
The Dimensional Rift game could control so many zones and claimed to travel through multidimensional space—could it really have no corresponding means to curb possible bad events?
Perhaps there was something more advanced and more unbelievable than traveling through time and space.
But there was no need to discuss that now.
He took two B-grade props and several special props, along with some materials and ores from the luggage compartment, and gave all the remaining props, potions, and supplies to Li Cheng.
She was somewhat shocked that he had returned so much. "Why don't you take two-thirds? I didn't contribute much..."
"If you don't want them, you can split them with Chen Chou," Xu Huo interrupted her.
Chen Chou, whose neck had been craning from the side, immediately said with delight, "Give them to me, give them to me! Only an idiot would pass up a good deal!"
Without a second word, Li Cheng accepted everything, only giving him two bags of compressed biscuits.
Chen Chou took whatever came his way, smiling cheerfully, "Even two bags of biscuits are good."
Xu Huo had already gone over to Jiang Zifeng's side, where they were studying the Number 1 passage.
After all, the room had been damaged before, and it was unclear whether the competition still counted. The playing cards were increasing and decreasing, but they couldn't just wait here for two hours, could they?
"What do you think is behind these playing cards?" Jiang Zifeng reached out and patted them. "I wonder if the door corresponding to the held card can be opened..."
Before he finished speaking, the black Number 1 door panel was actually pushed open by him!
"This... happiness comes too suddenly—we've cleared the instance!" Jiang Zifeng walked straight in without a second thought. Ye Bingxin couldn't pull him back, and she herself was dragged in. By the time Xu Huo beside them opened the playing card door again, there was no one left in the passage behind!
At the same time, the playing cards of the two people in the room also disappeared together.
"Did something unexpected happen?" Mu Yan quickly stepped forward.
"They should have cleared the instance," Xu Huo said. "Both of their cards are gone. We can leave the maze now."
Mu Yan and Li Cheng both breathed a huge sigh of relief upon hearing this. Chen Chou directly said, "I've been wanting to leave for a long time. This maze is no place for humans!"
"Aren't you forgetting something?" Mu Yan turned to look at him. "You're in the White Square faction. Clearing the instance has nothing to do with you."
Chen Chou's face instantly fell, and he quickly said to Xu Huo, "Brother Xu, if you guys leave me behind and go first, I'll only have death waiting for me!"
Whether Chen Chou could clear the instance wasn't really a consideration for the others. Mu Yan had already said her goodbyes to Li Cheng and left first. After the remaining player left, Xu Huo turned back to Chen Chou and said, "There are still five days. Find a place to hide. After failing to clear the instance, you can leave the dungeon smoothly."
Chen Chou knew perfectly well that there was no way Xu Huo would turn back to help him find a first card, so he quickly said, "Brother Xu, I can be useful to you. My arms and legs are broken. If I'm left here alone, I might really die!"
Even if he didn't have many cards and seemed unlikely to have any good props, there were plenty of people who would kill just to vent their emotions!
"Besides that invisibility prop, don't you have any other handy props?" Xu Huo looked down at him. "Playing the pity card won't work."
A C-grade player should still have the strength to find a place to hide.
Meeting Xu Huo's gaze, Chen Chou couldn't help but restrain his pitiful, pleading expression and said cautiously, "But then you'd have to wait outside for five days. I can only come out after five days..."
"That's fine. I don't plan to leave Zone 001 for the time being anyway," Xu Huo said, then added, "By the way, where do you live?"
Chen Chou's face stiffened, and he couldn't produce an answer for a long time.
Xu Huo smiled. "Your features aren't exactly hard to recognize. I wonder if there's any information about you on the Message Collection Terminal of Zone 001."
Chen Chou had long regretted it—regretted relying on having "Dead Heart" to follow Xu Huo and the other two, never expecting that a fellow C-grade player like Xu Huo could pull him out of the prop. He also regretted not changing his appearance while following them, or not accumulating more advanced disguise props in normal times. Otherwise, he wouldn't have ended up in such a dilemma.
"Are you really a C-grade player?" Xu Huo raised an eyebrow. Living in Zone 001 with such distinctive facial features, yet unwilling to spend any effort on modifying his appearance.
"When I first started the game, I bought quite a few props in this area, but because of 'Dead Heart'..." Chen Chou didn't finish the rest of his sentence.
Because the prop was too useful, and the instances he usually chose were those with multiple versions of guides published on the Zone 001 Message Collection Terminal. Moreover, he cleared them very conservatively, greatly reducing the difficulty. This gradually led him to neglect preparations in this area, until he hit a wall.
Simply put, Chen Chou was too afraid of death. Obtaining a "god-tier item" like "Dead Heart," combined with his naturally cautious personality, gave him an overwhelming sense of security, leading him to believe he could keep scraping by like this forever.
Unfortunately, the prop was gone now.
"Compared to your own life, you care more about the younger siblings you've taken in?" Xu Huo said.
Chen Chou's expression changed, and after a moment, he once again put on a fawning smile. "They're all just ordinary people. How about you leave me an address, and I'll come find you when I get out?"
"That works too." Xu Huo didn't press him, nor did he absolutely need to know where he lived. "After I get out, I'll be staying at the Yongxing Hotel. If you still want to get your prop back, come find me."
The Yongxing Hotel was so famous in the game that no one wouldn't know about it. Chen Chou clearly hadn't expected Xu Huo to be so wealthy. After all, players spent their money on essentials. Anyone willing to waste money staying at Yongxing either came from a powerful and influential family or had more money than...
"Are you really going to give 'Dead Heart' back to me?" A glimmer of different hope ignited in Chen Chou.
"I only said I was borrowing it," Xu Huo said flatly. "Besides, that prop of yours isn't all that useful."
It might work wonders against ordinary players of the same grade, but for particularly formidable players or those holding higher-grade props, finding a hidden person wasn't too difficult. Since they could find them, they would naturally also find a way to attack—of course, even for B-grade players with average strength, it could still be effective. If someone took out several props in succession without any effect, anyone would panic.
Chen Chou didn't quite believe it, but he still harbored beautiful hopes. Gritting his teeth, he said, "I'll come find you then!"
Xu Huo nodded and turned to walk into the Number 1 passage.