Dying and coming back to life is an easy thing to say, but once you experience it, it is enough to transform you completely and make you completely different from before.
Jamal will probably never forget the feeling of his own death.
All his teammates died, including him.
This copy of searching for derivative fragments is full of dangers, and it is easy to lose your life if you are not careful. When they were excited about finding the derivative fragments, they found that most of the team members around them were already dead.
The derivative fragments were right in front of him, but he just needed one step to reach them.
I remember someone said that the closer you are to success, the more careful you should be, because a fall at this time will definitely make you unforgettable for the rest of your life.
It’s not that Jamal doesn’t understand this truth, it’s just that he has paid so much to get to where he is today, how can it be summed up in just one sentence
Just before getting the derivative fragment, Jamal was killed by the boss guarding the derivative fragment.
Jamal and his teammates fell to the ground together.
Dark night and full moon.
There were also a lot of mess and corpses on the ground.
Even as a painting, this scene seems too tragic, let alone as something that actually happened
Jamal's consciousness faded.
So this is what death feels like
It was really painful at the beginning. The boss knew that they would die soon and didn't even have the interest to finish them off.
The blood in my body is flowing out bit by bit, which is a very uncomfortable feeling. The pain is not the death itself, but the process of waiting for death.
Jamal even felt a little resentful that his body was too good, which was why he couldn't die in the short term.
Almost all of his companions died on the spot.
But Jamal is different. He is the captain and has the strongest overall strength in the team, so even though he was also fatally injured, he can still hold out for a while.
This delay lasted almost a day and a night.
Because the weather was too hot, the bodies of his teammates had begun to stink, and vultures flew down in the early morning, pecking at his flesh.
One bite after another.
Jamal thought with some satisfaction, can you peck me to death with one bite
After an unknown amount of time, Jamal finally realized that his consciousness was beginning to fade.
The pain he had been enduring had become numb at this time, and his body had been pecked by vultures in so many wounds that the blood had almost been drained out.
This process is so painful.
Am I finally going to die
Jamal finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Is this death
It felt light and there seemed to be no pressure at all.
Everything in this world seems to have drifted away from me.
The pain and the stench have all disappeared.
Very light.
Jamal stopped breathing.
At this time, the sound of dripping water was heard.
It was like a meteor streaking across the dark sky in an instant, and all the darkness faded away like the tide, leaving only that terrifyingly dazzling ray of light.
Jamal's vision miraculously returned.
The surroundings were empty, and a middle-aged man with a cane was sitting on a chair, drinking tea calmly and looking at him.
This middle-aged man looks strange and mysterious.
He seemed not to be a living person, but a symbol, a tool, a symbol, making it difficult for people to feel the thought of "ah, this is a person" from him.
But Jamal had no intention of looking down on him. He was only surrounded by an inexplicable fear.
Is this a messenger from hell
Jamal, who has always been an atheist, began to have wild thoughts at this time.
He was clearly dead.
So is the person in front of me the god of death
"I'm not the god of death." The middle-aged man put down the teacup and looked at him calmly, "You can call me Boss Tan, I'm just a moneylender."
It turns out that I have already asked the question.
Jamal was a little bit incredulous.
"Lender?" Jamal thought carefully. "I don't need to borrow money now."
"I not only lend people money, I also lend them my life." Boss Tan smiled slightly, "How much do you think your life is worth?"
"My life?" Jamal thought for a moment and said with a wry smile, "It's probably not worth a derivative fragment."
He only had time to see the props formed by the derivative fragments, which were tightly held in the hands of an NPC. Although they were an advanced exploration team, they had hardly found many fragments. The only time they got one was because they had a team leader leading them.
This time they are truly going on an independent mission.
Unexpectedly, the entire army was wiped out.
"So that's how it is." Boss Tan stood up from his chair and walked to Jamal. "Do you believe in resurrection from the dead?"
"No, even the highest level treatment card..." Jamal said in denial, and suddenly felt a sharp pain in his body.
"Ah—" Jamal screamed.
He sat up from a sea of corpses and blood.
"What...what's going on?" Jamal looked around him. They were all familiar faces, all teammates.
There should have been a big hole on his chest, but now only the clothes on his chest disappeared, and his heart was beating slowly.
He placed his hand on his chest, feeling the energy of life.
thump.
Plop, plop.
I... I'm alive again
Jamal could hardly believe it.
But that was the fact. He had died and was alive again. Although his heart was beating, some small wounds in other parts of his body were still aching.
All this told him that what happened before was not a dream, including the boss Tan he met.
"How does it feel to be alive? From now on, you have to pay me interest every year. Since you said your life is not worth a derivative fragment, then your interest is to tell me the news of a derivative fragment every year."
"Every year, how is that possible?" Jamal retorted excitedly.
"Hush - life is priceless." Boss Tan shook his finger. "You have experienced death before, so you should know that being alive is a miracle in itself. I have given you a miracle, so I naturally need you to repay me. Or do you want to give me your life back?"
Anyone who has died once knows that death is not a pleasant experience.
Who can bear the fact that the life you have worked so hard to obtain is taken away from you
Jamal naturally didn't want to do that.
"This is a derivative fragment from this instance." Boss Tan handed a fragment to Jamal, "It can be considered a small gift from me as a creditor."
Jamal's hands were shaking a little, and he looked at the piece of debris, not knowing whether he should take it.
"Take it." Boss Tan stuffed the thing into his hand without hesitation. "You paid your life for it once, that's enough, you can get it naturally."
Jamal held the derivative fragment in his hand, not knowing what to say about life for a moment.
It's so heavy.
"Wait, since you can bring me back to life, can my teammates be resurrected as well?" Jamal finally came to his senses and quickly pleaded with Boss Tan, "Please, if they can be resurrected as well, I will give you any information about the derivative fragments, no matter how many of them there are."
"No." Boss Tan shook his head, "I have no destiny with them."
"I died at the same time and place as them, why do you say we have no fate?" Jamal didn't believe it.
"Resurrection from the dead is a miracle, but if there are too many miracles, it is no longer a miracle." Boss Tan has his own logic. "By the way, this is your IOU. If you meet someone who has the same debt as you, as long as you can bring the other party's IOU to me, I will forgive all your debts."
There was one more thing in Jamal's hand.
"By the way, your entire team paid the price of their lives to obtain this fragment. I'm giving you a small tip before we part, so that you don't lose the life you worked so hard to obtain. I don't trust the deputy commander of your legion."
"What do you mean? Do you know our deputy leader?" Jamal wanted to ask again, but Boss Tan had disappeared without a trace.
Just as he had appeared before.
Jamal chose to recount the story of his resurrection from the dead. He only said that he was saved by an NPC named Tan Laoban, and did not mention the debt bill, let alone the derivative fragments.
But he didn't say it, and I knew it without asking.
Can Boss Tan still do business at a loss
What is this? This is an ironclad fate!
After all, he had died once.
In fact, when Jamal asked the question, he subconsciously felt that it was related to the conversation with his boss.
This feeling comes out of nowhere. If I have to find a reason, it's probably the telepathy between us being fellow debtors.
But then again, Jamal has a debt on him! Ning Buwen was tempted. He wondered if he could get the debt after he got the derivative fragment from Jamal.
"I was almost dead, too, so I can probably understand how you feel." Ning Buwen said hypocritically, "No wonder you don't want to say anything. If you come back from the dead, others will just think you are talking in your sleep."
No one would believe it unless they experienced it.
Others will just think that you might have had a dream or experienced a hallucination. There are many similar prop cards that can do the same thing, but no prop card can really bring you back to life.
Even if there really is such a card, how could it be used on you? This doesn't make sense at all.
Therefore, Jamal never thought of telling the whole story because no one would believe it. Now he is willing to tell it because Ning Buwen pressed him too hard and he also thought, "I will tell you the truth if you want to, but whether you believe it or not is your problem."
So what if I said it
"Do you believe it?" Jamal looked at Ning Buyen in surprise. He looked Ning Buyen up and down and found that the other party's attitude was very sincere, and he really believed it and was not pretending.
Is there anyone who believes in such a thing
Jamal didn't know what kind of feeling he had in his heart at the moment, but what was certain was that when Ning Buwen said that he believed him, he actually felt a little bit of joy in his heart.
"Of course." We are brothers in distress, Ning Buwen couldn't help but think so. Others wouldn't believe it, but when you said the three words "talk about the boss", I believed it.
This is indeed something that the boss can do.
Although Ning Buwen had known for a long time that Boss Tan must have lived for a very long time, the fact that his traces had appeared in the ninth generation still made Ning Buwen secretly increase his vigilance towards Boss Tan.
If Boss Tan is present in the ninth generation, then are the first and second generations also present
Could Boss Tan be a remnant even older than Cheng Yuxue
"Anything can happen in Pandora. Even the Legacy has appeared. What's the point of resurrection? To be precise, they should have died a long time ago, right?" Ning Buwen replied calmly, "And he is not wrong. There is indeed a big problem with your army's deputy commander."
"Yes." Jamal smiled bitterly, "If I hadn't listened to him and reported the matter directly to the deputy commander, I might have died."
"Yeah." Ning Buwen looked at him in agreement, "Your situation seems to be quite troublesome. Let me think about it. Actually, from what you said, there is nothing wrong with us maintaining this situation for now. It is better to stay still than to move."
Then, Ning Buwen said some more polite words to send Jamal away, and then returned to the small bedroom he was assigned.
Ning Buwen walked over and opened the bedroom window, "Come in."
Cheng Yuxue did not come in through the window, but directly came through the wall using a prop card.
"I've already opened the window for you, but you still use the prop card. That's such a waste." Ning Bu Wen was very envious of Cheng Yuxue's rich behavior.
He has a modest fortune now, so how could he dare to use various prop cards to provide convenience for himself as casually as Cheng Yuxue did
Even if people who have been poor suddenly become rich, they will not waste money lavishly.
"It's just a small wall card." Cheng Yuxue shrugged, not taking it seriously. "How do you know I was listening outside?"
"You have always had this habit of peeping and eavesdropping." Ning Buwen said unhappily, "And you have never done anything to Jamal. Do you realize that there is something wrong with him?"
The memory of the eighteenth generation Cheng Yuxue was a little confused. He was only somewhat familiar with Boss Tan, but he couldn't remember when and where he had seen him. But the ninth generation Cheng Yuxue might know something else.
"That's about right." Cheng Yuxue thought about it and said without hiding anything. "I know the derivative fragment in Jamal's hand. With his strength, he can't get it even if he dies seven or eight times. But he came back with the derivative fragment, so I knew there must be something wrong. But the strange thing is that when I want to use the prop card to restore the scene where he got the derivative fragment, I am always interfered by other forces. Therefore, I know that what happened to Jamal is not that simple."
"So you come and tell me, wanting me to check it out?" Ning Bu Wen realized that he was being used.
"You are one of the people I find strange." Cheng Yuxue looked at Ning Wen without comment. "I checked your information, and no matter how I looked, you are Zhou Qi. But Zhou Qi doesn't have your ability, and your personality changes a lot. I have wondered if Zhou Qi's soul was exchanged by an NPC in the dungeon, but you don't look like that. Compared to Jamal, I am more curious about you. You seem to know a lot of things, and you are very familiar with me. Do you also know the person who saved Jamal?"
Ning Buwen was speechless after being asked by Cheng Yuxue.
Damn, was Cheng Yuxue so smart nine generations ago
You said you would become a big boss!
"Well, we all have secrets, so let's just..."
"I can tell you my secret." Cheng Yuxue interrupted Ning Buwen and said, "My ability is immortality."
You said it so bluntly
Ning Buwen looked at him with some surprise.
Oops!
Ning Buwen immediately realized that he had been exposed.
"As expected, you know what my ability is." Cheng Yuxue's face became slightly serious. "There should not be many players who know my ability, including those who are left behind."
Ning Bu Wen suddenly wanted to run away.
This Cheng Yuxue is as smart as a ghost!
"Well, well, we can actually discuss this." Ning Buwen raised his hands in surrender, "Right now, the two of us should first find the derivative fragments, right?"
"You can get the derivative fragments anytime, but if you run away I won't be able to find you, baby." Cheng Yuxue smiled sweetly at Ning Buwen, "You should behave yourself recently."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ning Buwen felt a familiar pain and dizziness.
Damn, can you try a different part of the body next time you knock me out
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Wen Duoduo never thought that he would see Cheng Yuxue again one day.
God, even though Wen Duoduo knew that Cheng Yuxue and Ning Buwen were probably having an affair and they had met several times, he didn't want to meet this guy at all.
But he is now the leader of the No. 6 Legion and a fake survivor, so it is normal for him to be targeted by Cheng Yuxue.
The only thing to be thankful for is that we are now in the Pandora dungeon, not reality, so Cheng Yuxue will probably restrain himself a little.
"Captain, why are you paying so much attention to that new player? If you like him, we will help you to bring him here. I see many other players are eager to make a move. It's not a good thing if this new player is too good-looking." A team member who is loyal to Wen Duoduo couldn't help but say this.
What an honor it is to be able to play the dungeon with the team leader. I wonder how many people want to cling to the team leader's thighs? Therefore, he decided to worry about the team leader's worries, think about what the team leader wants, and try to make the team leader live comfortably in the dungeon.
This time the dungeon was an S-level compound dungeon, and batches of newcomers would come in. Now Cheng Yuxue was following a batch of newcomers to do side quests. It was just because Cheng Yuxue's appearance was too outstanding that some newcomers who claimed to be capable could not help but have some ideas.
"Get out, don't let me hear such words." You did this because you think I am not dying fast enough. Even if Cheng Yuxue is not as powerful as he will be in the future, he is definitely not a good person.
The only one who can survive from the third generation to the present is Cheng Yuxue
Now that he is a newbie, a max-level boss is here to train his trumpet. Who knows how many tricks he has? He must be looking for trouble with Cheng Yuxue because he thinks his life is too long.
"This is a top-level order. You are not allowed to cause trouble for Cheng Yuxue. If he is in trouble, remember to help him and don't let those inconsiderate players disturb him." Wen Duoduo gritted his teeth and said, "Do you understand?"
If Cheng Yuxue goes crazy, none of them will be able to leave the copy.
Cheng Yuxue's famous work was to kill more than a hundred high-level players in one go. To this day, people from the three major legions hate and fear him when they mention him.
But he is still alive and well, and has declared himself king right under the noses of their No. 1 and No. 2 Legions!
"Yes." The team members did not dare to disobey Wen Duoduo's words. Even though they were very skeptical in their hearts, they had no choice but to agree.
Originally, for complex dungeons, they just had to wait for the new players to finish them. Not disturbing them was the greatest kindness they could show.
Unfortunately, just because Wen Duoduo doesn’t cause trouble for Cheng Yuxue doesn’t mean that Cheng Yuxue won’t come looking for him.
Wen Duoduo is no longer the Wen Duoduo who was suppressed by Ning Buwen in Legion No. 2. In this dungeon world, he is one of the few top players, the leader of Legion No. 6, and was once an upper-level member of the Survivors.
Any one of these identities would be enough for Wen Duoduo to brag about for several years.
But now these identities have become his death warrant, and Cheng Yuxue is walking towards him in a blatant manner.
Be good.
Don't ask where you are
Wen Duoduo had never missed Ning Buwen so deeply before.
"I don't remember knowing you." Cheng Yuxue looked at Wen Duoduo and said straight to the point, "You are an NPC, a high-level player, right?"
"Yes." Since my identity has been pointed out so directly, I can't pretend to be an NPC. Isn't it just that Pandora's evaluation will be lowered? It doesn't matter. Anyway, the things I get here can't be taken out of this copy.
"Judging from your appearance, your rank should be quite high." Cheng Yuxue thought for a moment, "I just heard them call you the captain. Which legion are you the captain of?"
"Legion No. 6." Wen Duoduo answered honestly.
"Oh." Cheng Yuxue responded, and then looked at Wen Duoduo with a meaningful look, "This is a legion established by the Legacy, but you are not a Legacy."
"Haha, actually I am a survivor of the eighth generation. Do you believe it?" Wen Duoduo was still trying to cover up.
"I'm different from those idiots." Cheng Yuxue tilted his head and said, "In fact, the difference between the Legacy and the non-Legacy is very obvious. At least in my opinion, they are two completely different species. But many people can't tell them apart. I also find it strange."
No, it would be strange to be able to tell the difference.
If the survivors were so easy to identify, how come they had not been eliminated by the 18th generation? Because they were very good at hiding and pretending.
They are all acting geniuses!
"You're right." Wen Duoduo replied attentively.
He also hated his current lackey. After all, he was a big shot in this dungeon world, but he still had no confidence when facing Cheng Yuxue. It must be because the psychological trauma in the past was too serious. When he saw Cheng Yuxue, he subconsciously praised him.
But Cheng Yuxue is actually used to a lackey like Wen Duoduo
This guy really spoils himself.
What Ning Buwen said was indeed absolutely correct.
"Recently, I always feel that there is something strange in Pandora." Cheng Yuxue suddenly said, "I always feel that there are changes that I don't know about. You don't give me a good feeling either. Otherwise, you come with me first, and I will go to study it."
That's not the case.
Wen Duoduo was unwilling in his heart, thinking that if he left with Cheng Yuxue, he would definitely die.
However, Cheng Yuxue seemed to have sensed that something was wrong with this world. It should be said that he was worthy of being a big shot. His intuition was terrifying.
"Do you know Ning Buwen?" Wen Duoduo asked tentatively.
Cheng Yuxue looked at Wen Duoduo in confusion.
"What, what happened?" Wen Duoduo was a little panicked by his stare. Could it be that the boss still remembered something? In this case, does it mean that I can find a helper in this copy
Thinking of this, Wen Duoduo couldn't help but get excited. His identity as a survivor has been suspected by the three deputy leaders. He is afraid that he will have to fight with them after leaving this copy, and innocent people will inevitably be harmed. The No. 6 Legion that he has cultivated with great difficulty cannot be destroyed like this. He still hopes that this group of loyal subordinates will help him pass the test! If Cheng Yuxue is here, what are the three survivors afraid of? Even thirty of them are not afraid!
"Aren't you Ning Buwen?" Cheng Yuxue asked slowly, "If I remember correctly, the leader of the No. 6 Legion is Ning Buwen. Why, should I know you?"
Oops, forgot about that!
The author has something to say: Wen Duoduo: I was careless. I just started this business and I’m not familiar with it!
I would rather not ask: I am deeply wronged!
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