After Cheng Yuxue came out of the security room, he went straight to the back mountain.
He didn't want to go anywhere in particular, he just simply needed to find a place with beautiful women so that he could meet the man who called himself Mr. Tan or Boss Tan.
To those who owed him money, he was Tan Lao Shi, but to those who didn't owe him money, he became Tan Xian Shi. But no matter if he was a Xian Shi or a Boss, the way he looked at people still made Cheng Yuxue feel inexplicably uncomfortable.
After the last meeting in the apartment, Mr. Tan disappeared again, as if the clues he left that time were just revealed deliberately to facilitate the meeting with Cheng Yuxue.
However, Cheng Yuxue was not a pushover, he also secretly left some small things on the crow beside Mr. Tan. If these things were placed on Mr. Tan, he would be discovered 100%, but if they were placed on the crow beside him, there would still be a chance.
Breaking through space is not an easy task, but it is not that difficult for Cheng Yuxue. The longer you live, the more you know and see. This is probably the greatest benefit that time has given Cheng Yuxue.
The crow that was following Mr. Tan suddenly screamed.
Mr. Tan turned around slowly and saw a hand emerging from the empty space.
The hand tore the small space crack open, and it finally turned into a hole large enough for an adult man to pass through.
Cheng Yuxue walked out of the space crack and stood at the door of Mr. Tan's study.
"I thought it was something else." Cheng Yuxue glanced at Mr. Tan's study and finally understood where he had been hiding. "It turned out to be your domain space."
When a player becomes powerful enough, such as being in the top ten of Pandora's global rankings, he can turn Pandora's own space into a domain space. Players can do many things in their own space, such as building houses, creating mountains and filling the sea, all of which are allowed.
Mr. Tan has been hiding himself in his own space, so naturally no one can find him.
"Sit down." Mr. Tan was not annoyed when he saw Cheng Yuxue coming over so casually. Instead, he politely invited Cheng Yuxue to sit down.
Cheng Yuxue sat at his desk, as if it was a matter of course that he was the master here.
"You hid the location on my crow, which was a smart move." After discovering Cheng Yuxue's arrival, Mr. Tan quickly realized where his problem was. "I have seen so many players, but you are still a very special one."
"It seems that you have met many people, and you seem to have lived longer than me..." Before he finished speaking, a sharp sword appeared in Cheng Yuxue's hand. This sword seemed to have its own aura, and when it was chopped down, it seemed that the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling could be heard.
Around this sword, it seemed as if hundreds of sword shadows appeared, filling up the small study room so completely that there was no room to escape.
The blow came so fast and violently that people with poor eyesight could only see a blinding flash and had no time to react.
Mr. Tan didn't even raise his head. His body disappeared the moment the sword came down, as if the person who had just been sitting there was just a shadow.
Cheng Yuxue held the sword in his right hand, but his left hand stabbed in the back in the opposite direction the next moment.
The thing in his left hand happened to be a short knife.
It is hard to imagine that a human arm can be twisted to such an extent, but the knife did come at an incredible angle.
The knife was so fast that only an afterimage could be seen, and its attack began almost at the same time as the long sword's strike just now.
Mr. Tan finally raised his head and looked at Cheng Yuxue, revealing a little appreciation, then gently reached out and grabbed Cheng Yuxue's dagger.
The knife stopped.
To be precise, he was restrained by Mr. Tan's hand.
Mr. Tan's fingers were neither too deep nor too shallow, just enough to hold the blade of the dagger, as if he was pinching a disobedient little insect.
Click.
A crack appeared on the dagger.
In a blink of an eye, the crack continued to expand, and the dagger turned into pieces in a breath, falling to the ground with a "crash".
Cheng Yuxue took a look, retracted the sword in his right hand, and stopped. He was not surprised, but instead felt a little more understood.
"You can destroy the S-level special item, the God-killing Sword, like this. Who the hell are you?" Cheng Yuxue looked at Mr. Tan curiously.
Originally, he thought that Mr. Tan should be a top player from an era older than his, such as the number one player in Pandora ranking. But after seeing Mr. Tan's actions just now, he knew he was wrong.
He once met the chief commander of Pangu Corps, who was ranked third. He was a true genius that might not appear once in ten thousand years. However, such a person could destroy an S-class special item so easily.
But Mr. Tan in front of him did it.
If it was just a coincidence that he resurrected Ning Buwen, then it was definitely not a coincidence that he resurrected Jamal in the ninth generation copy world.
There really is such a person who has been living in this world for a long, long time, and it seems that he has not been baptized by Pandora, and there is no problem with his memory at all.
This is definitely not a player.
No matter how powerful a player is, there is a limit to how strong he can become.
Because the difficulty of Pandora's copy world also has an upper limit. Once the player has the ability to destroy the entire copy world, he will be imprisoned in the copy world in disguise by Pandora, just like the commander-in-chief of Pangu Legion.
Cheng Yuxue has always been careful to control the extent of his abilities and to stay on the edge of the dividing line, so that he can gain some freedom.
"Don't worry." Mr. Tan sighed helplessly, "You don't owe me anything, and it's not a smart move to attack me."
"I know." Cheng Yuxue nodded without hesitation, "I just want to see what kind of person you are."
As for danger, that was not within Cheng Yuxue's consideration.
"Since I'm neither a player nor an NPC, who do you think I am?" Mr. Tan already knew what kind of person Cheng Yuxue was, and he was not very angry at Cheng Yuxue's hateful words and deeds.
"You ask me your own questions?" Cheng Yuxue found it a little funny.
"I've been paying attention to you since the third generation." Mr. Tan returned to his chair and looked at Cheng Yuxue leisurely. "Pandora gives players too many abilities. Sometimes, it is easy to give players things that should be beyond their capabilities."
Cheng Yuxue looked at Mr. Tan quietly. All the indifference on his face was replaced by seriousness. He was almost a completely different person.
What happened before was just a test, and when Mr. Tan really started talking about business, Cheng Yuxue would naturally adopt a business-like attitude.
We are all old foxes who have lived for so many years, so there is no need to play any Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio.
"For example, my immortality, Ning Buwen's one hundred-sided divination dice, and Jamal's slowness." Cheng Yuxue said them one by one, but his eyes were always fixed on this Mr. Tan.
It is natural that Mr. Tan would not pay attention to everyone.
He would only pay attention to those with great potential, and the ability to evolve in the later stages to influence the progress of the Pandora copy.
Mr. Tan smiled, which was considered as his agreement.
"When he met you, he was not yet a player, and it was not the end of the world yet." Cheng Yuxue continued.
"Everyone's ability was arranged when Pandora gave birth to them." Mr. Tan looked at Cheng Yuxue calmly and replied, "Even Pandora can't be absolutely fair. However, in order to let these players with great potential stand on the same starting line as other players, the difficulties they encounter in the dungeon are much greater than those of ordinary players."
For example, Ning Buwen, the first newcomer copy he met was a composite type, and he even ran into Cheng Yuxue directly. This was almost impossible to happen, but it happened.
Ning Buwen’s ability is quite useful, so useful that if he continues to grow, he may become the "all-knowing and all-powerful" in the copy.
The copy of Eighteen Trains might be the difficult problem that Pandora specially set for Ning Buwen.
After that copy, Ning Buwen began to consciously reduce the number of divinations he did. He was also worried that it would cause new mutations.
"Since you said Pandora pursues fairness, then why did you resurrect Ning Buwen?" Cheng Yuxue was not confused by him and he returned to the most critical point.
Why resurrection
Is it to deal with Pandora
No, not really.
If this is really the case, Mr. Tan could have just spoken frankly.
"The reason why a secret is a secret is that it cannot be revealed easily." Mr. Tan did not intend to answer all of Cheng Yuxue's questions. "You may have forgotten, but in fact, before I met Ning Buwen, I met you once. Unfortunately, your immortality ability does not require me."
Speaking of this, Mr. Tan still felt it was quite a pity.
"How many people like you are there?" Cheng Yuxue didn't respond to his words at all. If he couldn't remember, he couldn't remember. Cheng Yuxue never forced himself. He just wanted to get the answer he wanted.
"Have you guessed what I am?" Mr. Tan's tone sounded a little surprised.
"You are neither a player nor an NPC, so there is only one possibility left." Cheng Yuxue looked at him lightly, "Is this difficult to guess?"
"But some people can never guess it in their lifetime."
"I am Cheng Yuxue."
The only player who has survived from the third generation to the present is Cheng Yuxue.
There are only three types of people who can be related to Pandora.
Player.
NPC.
And customer service.
Just like the fish customer service staff in Pandora who issue tasks to Ning Buwen, and the sheep customer service staff who improve individual abilities in personal welfare copies.
Mr. Tan is also such a customer service representative.
But it’s hard to guess what he is in charge of.
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Although An Buli and Solomon had never met each other before, they developed a sense of teamwork in this dungeon world and cooperated well.
Just as the two of them had planned, there was no mistake and they successfully snatched the derivative fragment from the patriarch, so successfully that Solomon could hardly believe it.
"How could you tolerate such an easy-to-deal-with enemy to this day?" Solomon was stunned. Because the ability of this clan leader was completely auxiliary, and his attack power was almost negligible. Solomon felt that such an enemy could be dealt with in a few moves.
"That's because he was careless when he saw me being tied up tightly with the prop card." An Buli retorted, "It's not difficult to deal with him, but it's too difficult for me to find a teammate who I trust and who also trusts me."
Entrusting your life to another person, once that person has a little evil thought, it is basically doomed. An Buli has never had much sense of identity with this world. In addition, he was forced to marry and have children when he first came to this world. How could he trust a stranger
Solomon was just speaking casually, but he didn't expect An Buli to answer so seriously. He didn't know how to respond for a moment.
"Let's try to find out if there are any clues here." Solomon changed the subject. "He can't win people's hearts as well as you, so he can only work hard on these intelligence. Since he can prevent you from knowing certain information, he should have some unknown news in his hands. What we lack most now is intelligence."
"You look for the left side, and I'll look for the right side." An Buli nodded and quickly made the division of labor.
There is a lot of information here, including some secrets of each legion, as well as the ability information of some popular players.
The clan leader is a very conceited and petty person. He prefers paper materials. After reading, he doesn't have to worry about burning or storing them. If it is an electronic version, it may be stolen.
Solomon and An Buli didn't say anything, but they both subconsciously collected information about Legion No. 6 and the derivative fragments.
This is the most important thing.
Soon, Solomon found a piece of news in a remote corner.
He opened the document and was stunned.
"What's wrong?" An Buli noticed his abnormality and came over to ask.
This document is about Legion No. 6. The paper is a little yellowed, which shows that it is quite old.
"You'll know if you take a look yourself." Solomon came back to his senses and handed the information to An Buli.
An Buli took the information suspiciously, took a closer look, and finally understood why Solomon was stunned just now.
Because the name of the leader of the No. 6 Legion listed in the information is "Ning Bu Wen."
Ning Buwen and Wen Duoduo came to the No. 1 Legion base of this era.
The two of them have fragments in their hands. If the people of Legion No. 1 can be trusted, they can hand the fragments to the legion first, and then consider going to a copy where time flows slower to cross the time difference.
It’s just that Ning Buwen and Wen Duoduo were a little naive.
The war between the remnants of this era and the Legion was much more intense than they had imagined.
The destruction of the 6th Legion was considered to be caused by the remnants.
The First Legion holds the vast majority of the fragments, and has always been the place that the Remaining Ones want to conquer. Especially now, when only the last few fragments are left, the defense is even tighter.
Wen Duoduo and Ning Buwen were walking on the street and were interrogated seven or eight times in just one hour.
Not to mention getting close to Legion No. 1, I'm afraid they would be locked up if they asked even a word.
"Duoduo, this won't work." Ning Buwen looked at Wen Duoduo helplessly, "It seems that the No. 1 Legion is also unable to take care of itself. I'm afraid we can only collect our fragments ourselves."
Although they had prepared themselves mentally for this in advance, they still felt upset when they saw the current situation.
The survivors and the players are obviously all human beings, but why has the struggle progressed to such a fierce level
"If only your divination dice were still there at this time." Wen Duoduo couldn't help but sigh, "Just a divination can save a lot of time."
Ning Buwen's face suddenly showed some black lines, "Don't mention it, back when we were on Train 18, you guys advised me the same thing, and we almost died there."
They said things like "it would be more convenient to do some divination" and "it would save time and avoid mistakes" etc., causing the copy to mutate into that shitty look.
"You can't blame us for this, aren't you enjoying it yourself? Now it's clear that you are afraid of the ropes after being bitten once."
"I don't like what you said. Don't you think that if I hadn't saved the day at the critical moment, you might still be on the train?"
"It's true that you don't like to hear it."
…
After such a quarrel, the two looked at each other and laughed again.
The little estrangement that was originally caused by this copy disappeared at this moment.
Although Wen Duoduo has been in this world for much longer than the time he has known Ning Buwen, the fate between people cannot be measured simply by the length of time they have known each other.
Wen Duoduo has never forgotten what they experienced together. Instead, when he is confused, he will recall it from the beginning, from when he joined the Second Legion, to the Feng Shui treasure cave, to the current virtual reality. Wen Duoduo has recalled the various experiences in between at least dozens of times, and he still remembers every detail.
He was also afraid, afraid that he would forget who he was and what he had experienced before, but fortunately, when he was about to give up, Ning Buwen finally came over.
This time, perhaps they will have to spend a long time together in the dungeon, but at least they have a companion by their side and they won't be alone anymore.
Three people make a crowd.
No matter where we are, humans are social animals and that cannot be changed.
“Forget it.” Ning Bu Wen waved his hand. “We got this fragment by ourselves, so there’s no need to look for Legion No. 1. We can just take it with us into the dungeon. If the two of us can’t protect a fragment, then the others certainly can’t either.”
The good thing about it is that you would rather not ask.
Always be confident in any situation.
Although I don’t know whether it is true or not, such confident words seem very powerful in such an environment.
"Okay." Wen Duoduo laughed, "Then let's team up and enter a dungeon."
“Well, actually I have a better idea. Would you two like to listen to it?” Cheng Yuxue from the ninth generation squeezed in between the two of them, with his hands on their shoulders.
Ning Buwen and Wen Duoduo both froze.
He... When did he come here
How did Cheng Yuxue develop the ability to appear and disappear without a trace
"Tell me about it." Ning Bu Wen suppressed his curiosity and was more concerned about the method Cheng Yuxue proposed.
"I used it before." Cheng Yuxue said proudly, "The special prop Prince's sleeping coffin."
"How did you get this?" Wen Duoduo, who was once a vampire, knew this very well. "I heard that in the vampire dungeon world, the prince was sleeping soundly underground, but suddenly his grave was dug up and thrown into the cemetery, and his coffin disappeared. It turns out that you stole it!"
When Wen Duoduo entered the copy in an attempt to understand his own abilities, where the prince's coffin had gone has always been one of the top ten unsolved mysteries in the vampire world!
They dug out the prince, but ignored his precious blood and stole the coffin. What was their idea? This coffin was useless except for sleeping.
"How can it be called stealing if I got it by force?" Cheng Yuxue looked unhappy. "This coffin is very comfortable to sleep in, and it can stop a person's time. You will be the same when you go in and when you come out. It won't turn me into an old man."
"You're still getting older?" Ning Buwen was surprised.
"Of course." Cheng Yuxue shrugged. "I am just immortal, not eternal youth. It's just that every time Pandora resets the reincarnation cycle, my body will revert to my youth, and then grow up little by little."
No wonder he saw so many young Cheng Yuxue in his dream world before. This turned out to be the reason.
Ning Bu Wen knew too little about Cheng Yuxue.
Having said that, Cheng Yuxue does have a lot of good stuff in his hands.
I wonder if I can find a way to get it back after I get out of this copy
"Then, will you lend it to us?" Wen Duoduo was a little excited. Although he was no longer a vampire, the habits he had developed in the past would not be thrown away so easily. Wen Duoduo was only a viscount-level vampire before, and was still a little short of the earl level. It was unknown how long it would take to be promoted to the prince, but being able to sleep in the prince's coffin now was also a rare and precious experience.
"If I didn't lend it to you, I wouldn't be telling you this." Cheng Yuxue's eyes showed a little cunning, "But if you want me to lend it to you, you have to answer a question first. I'd rather not ask you and not talk!"
Ning Buwen was about to give Wen Duoduo some hints when Cheng Yuxue directly blocked him with a prop.
Wen Duoduo's heart immediately began to tighten.
I haven't seen this kind of scene for many years.
If it happens again, he will still be a little scared.
"What was the relationship between Ning Buwen and me in the eighteenth generation?" Cheng Yuxue asked Wen Duoduo with a smile.
It's better not to ask this guy because he keeps telling lies, and his lies sound more real than the truth. He is not trustworthy, but the commander of the No. 6 Legion seems to be much more honest.
Although fifteen years have passed, Cheng Yuxue still feels grateful to Wen Duoduo.
Wen Duoduo had not checked his testimony with Ning Buwen beforehand, so the chances of him helping Ning Buwen to cover up his lies were extremely slim.
Ning Buwen felt a headache.
He forgot about it.
Lying feels good for a while, but it will lead to the crematorium afterwards.
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