[Congratulations to the player for successfully clearing the mobile copy of the dead schoolhouse. This dungeon has the following superimpositions: superposition of gambling buildings, increased difficulty of opening multiple best players, increased drop rate of items opened by multiple best players, and racing mode. … ]
[Congratulations to the player for winning the race mode. … ]
[Congratulations to the player for successfully ascending the building, the player's current floor: 19th floor, the next natural floor copy: 20th floor. Since the player has opened the gambling building mechanism and cleared the level perfectly, according to the player's development direction and the performance in the copy (superimposed racing mode reward bonus), it is determined that the level clearance reward is:... . ]
[The player has obtained a total of 356 points in body index, 488 points in perception, and 870 points in points (doubled) in the current copy. As the player bets on the casino floor, he gets feedback from the casino floor: the points are doubled, and the dungeon power is independently selected once in the dungeon pool. ]
[Current player basic data update: body index 440, perception 649, highest level 19, points 1113. ]
[After evaluation, the player with the most outstanding performance in this dungeon is the best player of this dungeon. … . ]
[It is detected that you already have a code name, and the code name "yan" will be directly announced as the best player. ]
After Yan Wei climbed the stairs, he came to a pitch-black space where only the information panel could be seen, and a series of dungeon settlement prompts flashed by his ears. This time, there were too many superimposed effects activated by the mobile book, and the calculations were so various that he didn't even bother to listen. Until the data was updated, Yan Wei was a little surprised by such a large data increase, only felt that his body and perception had improved a lot in an instant—if he were to return to the copy of the Promenade Hotel on the first floor now, He can directly defeat doctors and painters with bare hands, and pass the level violently.
Such a high reward is worthy of him directly raising more than a dozen floors and simultaneously opening the gambling building and the racing mode dungeon.
After these are settled one by one, the prompt paused, and asked him: [The item drop rate of the current dungeon increases, and you clear the dungeon to trigger the item drop bonus. You can choose three of the following ten items, or choose to upgrade the player's current Own props. Note: The props obtained by the player in the previous dungeon have a certain layer limit. The higher the layer, the more limited the effect of the props can be. They must be upgraded to continue to use. ]
The voice was still echoing, ten props appeared in front of Yan Wei's eyes.
He glanced at it with a look of surprise on his face.
— None of the ten props contained moon fragments.
Just when the dungeon was completely over, he was thinking about why there was no news of the last fragment until the end of the dungeon. He had collected all four fragments and assembled a broken moon wheel. All three fragments could lead to a fourth one, let alone four fragments together. But when he was holding the moon wheel, he didn't feel any traction throughout Chenxi High School.
It's just that at that time, breaking the game was imminent, and he didn't care about other things. By the end of the dungeon, the last fragment of the moon wheel had not yet appeared, so Yan Wei roughly guessed that it might be used as a reward for the best player.
But none of the ten props contained moon fragments.
Could it be that there are only four fragments in Chenxi High School
But judging from the difference in the split space, there should be exactly five pieces of human limbs and head... where is the last piece of the copy that is not in the school of death
Yan Wei frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and when he heard Lou urging him to choose props, he withdrew his mind temporarily and said, "I choose to upgrade my existing props." Although the ball is limited, it can just make up for the shortcoming that he can not die but will be injured, and the "short-term reality" can temporarily borrow Yan Mingguang's strength so that he can temporarily have a super high body index. I am not afraid to act alone. Instead of throwing away these new ones, it is better to upgrade and use them directly.
After Yan Wei finished selecting, the values of those props were enhanced in an instant. Then, the light in his eyes flashed, and he was sent back to the world inside the building by the building.
The world inside the building.
After the copy of the dead school building was over, Lin Qing took Xuan Niao's people and left the gambling building area.
The lone wolf players who had been chased away by the mysterious bird and the organization players who had been waiting by the side immediately joined together. Although the dungeon had ended, the settlement data of the dungeon could still be seen.
The players were all crowded in front of the projection copy, watching helplessly as the code name of the best player slowly emerged on the black projection screen.
—yan.
"Yan again!!"
"All the dungeons after he entered the building are the best?" Someone sighed, "This is definitely a seed that can become a high-level player, and if Yan is really the Yan Wei who is only now revealed... that is even more terrifying Yes. He kept everyone in the dark with three copies in a row."
"There are only three copies... which high-level player has not been the best for many times in a row?"
"Have you ever seen a dozen floors in a row and still get the best?"
"Yes, isn't it the one who is said to have founded the Xuanniao? It's a pity that the head of the Xuanniao never turned on the projection. Those who played the dungeon with him at the beginning were either dead or super high-level players. No one knows what he looks like. , I haven't heard from him for a long time..."
"..."
In the crowd, Zhao Jingchen stood among the Yuemang players, his black hood covered most of his face. The only lower half of his face exposed to the light was fair and clean, and the corners of his slightly raised mouth revealed a trace of disdain.
He said: "...then it's better for him to live on the top floor with the best all the time, and let me peel off his good-looking face with my own hands and give it to me."
In the world inside the building, the players who paid attention to the gambling building were all excited.
After the dungeon of the dead schoolhouse is over, even if the previous players didn't know Yan Wei, the players who survived the dungeon this time can see it clearly. At the most critical moment in the dungeon, it was Yan Wei who had the key to breaking the game, and even Yan Mingguang, who had been watched by other players before, was only helping Yan Wei to break the game in the end.
Anyone with a little discernment can tell that among that group of people, this young man who never makes a move and usually looks docile and well-behaved is the real backbone.
This is a potential stock that has not yet joined any organization.
Competitive dungeons, where organizations compete for resources, are about to start. Competitive dungeons, like mobile dungeons, do not accept downgraded players, and are the battlefield for seeded and potential players.
Yan Wei perfectly met this condition, he did not join an organization, and the number of layers did not exceed the upper limit of the competitive dungeon. More importantly, everyone saw what Yan Wei used in front of the grove - Yan Wei had a legendary item in his hand.
All the conditions added up, even Broken Sickle, who had a conflict with Yan Wei in the mobile version, decided to throw an olive branch immediately after the dungeon ended.
Yan Wei, who had just come out of the dungeon, did not know about these movements.
He opened his eyes in the apartment, and as expected, he found that he had changed to another apartment that was closer to the core area, had a larger area, and more complete functions.
The information panel pops up with a message request.
Yan Wei blinked, immediately got connected, and said, "This dungeon has just been released, Mr. Yan, what are you calling me for? I have to go to class? Let me rest for a while before I practice my skills and prepare for the next dungeon?"
The man's cold and steady voice came: "...how is your body?"
"Um?"
"You used the moon wheel for a long time in the dungeon."
Yan Wei laughed out loud immediately: "After climbing the ladder, all the consumption and damage in the copy will be wiped out, you won't even forget this?"
"..."
"As soon as the dungeon comes out, contact me and ask such a question that doesn't need to be asked? No way. Dead ice cube, don't you have anything else to ask?"
Yan Mingguang replied quickly and decisively: "No, I'm dead."
Contact was severed immediately.
Yan Wei raised his eyebrows, and a flash of understanding flashed in his eyes.
Did Yan Mingguang forget that his injuries would heal after climbing the building, or did he use this name to test his state after the dungeon, to see if he remembered anything
He chuckled, and was about to close the information panel, when Lin Zhen sent him another message—not important news, but to invite everyone to get together tomorrow to celebrate the complete success of this dungeon after several dangerous situations.
Yan Wei never rejected this kind of occasion, so naturally he didn't refuse, and directly invited Lin Zhen and others to come to his house for a gathering tomorrow. After sending the address of his current apartment to others, Yan Wei completely closed the information panel, yawned, and closed his eyes slightly.
Outside the window, the drizzle was pattering down, and the endless stone monuments in the distance pierced the sky, and the top could not be seen. Yan Wei rested on the sofa for a while, completely pulled out of the exhausted state in the dungeon, and walked slowly to the large French windows of the apartment.
The outside world is covered with dark clouds, and the world inside the building, which is running smoothly under the rules set by the players themselves, looks very peaceful. Just like the metropolises in the world outside the building, there are lights and shadows coming and going.
In the past three years that he can't remember, has he seen the world inside the building like this, or even... looked down from a higher place closer to the core area
Yan Wei rubbed his eyebrows.
That night, he didn't think much about it. The higher the number of floors the player needs to climb, the longer the interval between floors will be for them. At the lowest level of 20 floors, if you don't take the initiative to sign the invitation letter and enter the copy in advance, there will be at least a few months of buffer time.
What to do is not as good as at this moment.
He intends to take a good rest first. As for those frequent dreams during this period, Yan Mingguang's abnormality and other things, we can talk about it after a thorough and peaceful sleep.
Perhaps it was because he had been in the dungeon for too long before, and he was really tired mentally, or maybe the world inside the building lost the vague feeling in the dungeon, so Yan Wei slept soundly this time. He didn't dream all night, until he opened his eyes the next day, he didn't dream of any weird episodes with Yan Mingguang.
... After waking up, he subconsciously felt a little pity.
Yan Wei: "..."
Teacher Yan hurt him a lot.
He relaxed for a while, and in the stillness brought by the early morning sunlight, he began to prepare for the party for a while.
Before there were many things on the table, there was a knock on the door.
Yan Wei didn't think much, still holding a toothpick with an apple in his hand, while chewing the apple, he lazily walked to the door and turned the handle.
"I'm not ready yet, sit down—"
He paused.
The person outside the door is not anyone who should come to the party.
There was only one man standing outside the door. He had black hair and black pupils, and his face was serious and indifferent. It wasn't Yan Mingguang's alienated coldness, but a kind of deepness like ink. But this kind of seriousness disappeared the moment this man's eyes fell on Yan Wei's face, and turned into obvious excitement.
Yan Wei paused, swallowed the remaining apple slowly, raised his chin lightly, did not speak, but asked silently.
The man in front of the door stood still for more than ten seconds, and then he regained his uncontrollable expression, regained his seriousness at the beginning, and said, "I watched the live broadcast of the copy of Death School, you probably don't remember it. .I am Lin Qing... Xuanniao's Lin Qing."
Lin Qing paused.
He didn't seem to know what to say next, so he stood face to face with Yan Wei at the door with a serious face, looked at Yan Wei, and didn't speak for a while.
moment.
Yan Wei twitched his lips, let out a chuckle, stepped aside, and said, "I really don't remember—strictly speaking, I don't remember everything in the past three years. We knew each other before, right? We have a good relationship. You come in Let's talk."
Lin Qing froze for a moment, a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes.
"Is that surprising?"
Yan Wei saw that this person was still standing at the door, and was too lazy to stand face to face with Lin Qing at the door, so he walked back to the living room first, and then said: "Although I don't remember many things, I already know that I must have forgotten a lot of things. Yes. As long as you know this, many things are not difficult to guess. For example... I have entered the building for three years, so I must have climbed the building before, and I have confidence in myself. Since I have lived in the world of the building for three years, Then I must have been to a lot of floors, that is to say, the lower-level dungeons I have climbed recently, I have experienced similar climbing processes before."
"My personality will not change, so my climbing speed should be about the same, and the choice of raising the building should not be too far away. I don't remember what apartment I lived in in the past three years, and I am about the same now. I just got out As for the copy, there are not many people who know the location of my apartment, you don’t need to investigate at all, you just came to the door, and you were not surprised when I opened the door, obviously you are very sure that I will live here.”
Yan Wei lazily leaned on the back of the sofa, showing no signs of guard.
"Since you are so familiar with me living here, it means that you know that I lived here when the highest floor was around the 20th floor last time. That means that in the three years I don't remember, not only did I know you, I I knew you at a very early time. Not only did you not die in the dungeon three years later, you even came to your door, which shows that you are already a high-level player, and you even grew up with me at the beginning—this is enough to explain our relationship It's too shallow."
After he finished speaking, he leisurely forked another piece of apple and ate it.
Lin Qing stood at the door and looked at him for a while, then lifted her foot, closed the door and walked towards Yan Wei, her serious expression gradually became a layer of smile.
His voice was wrapped in a smile: "You are still you."
Yan Wei pushed forward the fruit platter prepared for the party in front of him, and said casually: "Come, eat, chat slowly."
"Isn't that bad?" Yu Feizhou said helplessly.
In the aisle of the apartment, Lin Zhen was walking straight with a big cake box in his hands, and Yu Feizhou walked beside him steadily.
Lin Zhen whistled and said, "What's wrong? This is a head cake I specially made. I just wanted to tease Yan Wei, but I have never succeeded in teasing him. This time I specially exchanged for this thing. It’s not dangerous and it’s not done with your faces, what are you afraid of.”
"Then whose face did you use?"
"Of course it's my brother's. He has a fierce face every day. Eating the head cake made of his face will relieve his anger—he doesn't know anyway." Lin Zhen quickened his pace, "Hey, it's here! Here It’s the location of Yan Weifa’s apartment.”
Yu Feizhou had no choice but to shake his head with a smile.
Lin Zhen stopped in front of the door and saw that the door of Yan Wei's apartment was not locked at all, so he, who has always been unruly, naturally did not intend to knock on the door. He directly stuffed the cake box into Yu Feizhou's arms, opened the door, and said, "Hold it for me, be careful, this is a head cake made according to my brother's face."
As soon as the door was pushed open, the man paused in lifting his foot, then took a step back, and slammed the door shut again.
"Kang Dang—" There was a sound of closing the door.
"Fuck!" Lin Zhen took a deep breath, turned his head in half-shock and half-fear, "My brother!"