# 1792
Chapter 1792: Shooting Game
The next moment, all the lights above the Dungeon lit up simultaneously, the pallid rays illuminating the entire open space. A row of humanoid targets弹射而出，迅速的在Dungeon周围移动。
Code flickered across Lin Qiye's palm, and a black pistol was凭空勾勒而出。
"Objective: Shoot and knock down nineteen targets within thirty seconds.
Note: If not completed within the time limit, this lock will automatically engage for five minutes and cannot be opened in any way."
When Lin Qiye saw this prompt panel, his mouth twitched slightly, and his heart sank to the bottom of his stomach... At this moment, he seriously suspected that Guan was being deliberate. He had designed this level specifically to give him a hard time, thereby increasing the difficulty for the entire team!
"Luckily, as long as I hit nineteen targets, this counts as an easy-difficulty mini-game." Yuzuri Takishiro, also inside the Dungeon, saw this panel and let out a sigh of relief.
But when he saw Lin Qiye's ashen face, he felt things might not be so simple...
He hesitated for a moment, then tentatively asked:
"Brother Qiye... you can hit them, right?"
Lin Qiye opened his mouth, about to say something, when a crisp ringing sound echoed from above the open space, and the countdown officially began.
Lin Qiye had no time for anything else. He immediately raised the pistol and fired successive shots at the high-speed moving targets. Dazzling flashes burst from the gun muzzle, and gunfire echoed through the empty underground area.
Eleven bullets, fifteen seconds,
one target fell.
Lin Qiye: ...
Yuzuri Takishiro: ...
Looking at the remaining eighteen targets, Lin Qiye wished he could crush the pistol under his foot and then draw his blade to chop them all down!
What the hell, was this not being deliberately difficult?
Time ticked away second by second. Hitting eighteen targets in the remaining十几 seconds was completely impossible for Lin Qiye, unless a miracle occurred... and miracles were not present here right now.
Yuzuri Takishiro's expression gradually shifted from initial bewilderment to anxiety.
Once the unlocking game was判定失败, if he couldn't be rescued from the Dungeon, the five-minute强制锁定 time would be more than enough for him to die on the spot from the 【Cheer】 judgment again.
In the end, he gritted his teeth and swiped through the item panel in the void.
The next moment, a silver-white pistol materialized in his palm.
He thrust this pistol through the gaps in the railing, dropping it to the ground, then shouted: "Brother Qiye! Use this gun!"
Hearing the voice, Lin Qiye immediately picked up the silver-white pistol from the ground. Without hesitation, he continuously pulled the trigger at the high-speed moving eighteen remaining targets!
Bang bang bang...
Within just ten seconds, Lin Qiye fired eighteen shots.
And the eighteen targets that had been moving all across the arena had all been hit and fallen...
As the "Judgment Successful" prompt appeared, the massive lock on Yuzuri Takishiro's cell fell to the ground with a clang. Lin Qiye stared at this scene, his eyes filled with shock.
He looked down at his palm. A panel emerged from the surface of the silver-white pistol:
"B-Class Item: 【Silver White Gun】, a pistol with self-awareness. No one needs to aim it—it can shoot any target within eight hundred meters on its own. A blessing for all clumsy shooters."
"You can bring items from other games in here too?" Lin Qiye asked in astonishment.
"Of course... though normally when playing Uncle Guan's games, I wouldn't do this." Yuzuri Takishiro smiled sheepishly.
"Whether it's a game world or the real world, they both operate based on a series of complex rules. Playing games, essentially, is the process of understanding rules, adapting to rules, exploiting rules, and controlling rules...
My ability is rather special—I can bring the rules from one game world into any other world. But doing so turns it into a contest between rule and rule. It's no longer the 'playing games' process, but more like... cheating?"
"In the real world, using game world rules does seem like cheating..." Lin Qiye paused, looked into his eyes, and slowly said,
"But isn't a contest between rules just a bigger game?"
Hearing these words, Yuzuri Takishiro froze in place.
"Bigger game..."
He murmured these words, seemingly lost in thought.
"We're running out of time. We need to get back to the venue as soon as possible!" Lin Qiye checked the time and said in a deep voice.
Yuzuri Takishiro hummed in agreement and followed behind Lin Qiye.
Just then, his gaze swept across the edge of the underground space. He let out a soft exclamation and stopped in his tracks.
"What's wrong?" Lin Qiye asked.
"There's something over there."
Yuzuri Takishiro looked at the piles of abandoned instruments and shattered bottles scattered across the ground. His eyes lit up as he walked over quickly and began rummaging through them carefully.
"But this song is about to end. If we don't hurry back for 【Photo】 and 【Cheer】, both of us will be locked up."
"There's a Dungeon underneath the concert venue, plus all these messy things. Don't you find that strange?" Yuzuri Takishiro said seriously.
"You mean... this place isn't that simple?" Lin Qiye raised an eyebrow. "But isn't this just a game? Our goal is to defeat Amei. Will looking into these things help?"
"Brother Qiye, you haven't played enough games. In game maps, events that are completely unrelated to the main quest rarely appear. These things are placed here, so they must have a purpose... Perhaps we can find the key to clearing the level."
Lin Qiye glanced at the time, seemed like he wanted to persuade otherwise, but after hesitating, he walked directly to Yuzuri Takishiro's side:
"I understand. I'll handle this. You hurry to the venue."
Yuzuri Takishiro was stunned. "Go by myself?"
"We can't both be left behind. You're best at playing games. Even if I don't make it in time for 【Photo】 and get locked up, you can come back to rescue me. But if you get locked up instead... I can't guarantee I'll pass the unlocking game next time."
Lin Qiye waved at Yuzuri Takishiro, signaling him to leave quickly.
"Don't worry. I'm just not good at playing games. In terms of sorting clues and reasoning, I can still handle it."
Seeing this, Yuzuri Takishiro didn't say more. After nodding heavily, he sprinted toward the venue.
Lin Qiye watched the rapidly depleting health bar above Yuzuri Takishiro's head and sighed helplessly. He carefully began rummaging through the pile of waste.
A moment later, from the very bottom of a collapsed metal cabinet, he pulled out a stack of yellowed scraps of paper. From the torn edges, they looked like they'd been violently shredded.
Lin Qiye's eyes narrowed. He spread these scraps across the ground and quickly pieced them back together using the causal threads connecting them.
After about half a minute, a heavily cracked file was displayed before Lin Qiye. In the upper right corner of the file was a front-facing photo of a young girl, who looked remarkably similar to Amei.
Lin Qiye's gaze swept across the document, and his expression gradually grew solemn.
He contemplated for a moment, then looked up at the void overhead, as if murmuring to someone:
"Artificial god... You... did this on purpose?"