In order not to appear abrupt, Xiao Lan took the luggage and mixed into the passengers on board.
The boarding process went smoothly, and the staff in charge of ticket checking allowed him to successfully board the Endymion without any doubt.
There was a lot of space on the ship, and Xiao Lan moved forward according to the room number on the room card.
He plans to go over and take a look at the situation first. After all, the cruise can take more than one day. A temporary foothold is still very necessary. If it is not suitable, he needs to find another place.
The more he goes, the more bad he feels.
This man in a suit looks like an elite, but why does the road to his room go down
The surroundings are getting darker and darker, and there is no sea view. Even the street lights in the corridor are broken, and the waiters are no longer visible. It seems that this place is not at the same level as the entire luxury cruise ship.
Finally Xiao Lan walked to her room—F301.
This is an inner cabin on the bottom floor without even a window. Although it has central air conditioning, the air is still very bad. It is not only dull, but also smells strange.
Obviously, this is probably the cheapest batch of rooms on the ship.
Xiao Lan: "..."
Obviously, he picked a pauper.
It's still the kind of glamorous appearance, but in fact it's almost as poor as pants.
This is probably the sympathy between the poor.
Xiao Lan swiped his card and entered.
This is a quadruple room, the interior decoration and the corridor are the same grade, now there are two people in it.
The two of them were sitting on the edge of the bed, and when they saw someone entering, they turned their heads and looked over.
Xiao Lan also looked at them.
They were two young men. One was wearing sweaters and cropped trousers. The style was very fashionable. His short hair was dyed linen. The hairstyle was carefully trimmed. His face was smiling, and his sitting posture looked casual.
The other is wearing a black trench coat, rimless glasses, and short black hair.
When he sits, his back is straight and his face is serious.
But more importantly, this person is holding a unique sniper rifle in his hand, which is obviously not a configuration that ordinary tourists should have.
Player, Xiao Lan flashed these two words in his mind in an instant.
I don't know if it is luck or bad. Among the 6000 tourists, his roommate is actually two players.
Xiao Lan's heart had just risen a little guard, but the young man with the flaxen hair waved at him: "Hello, I didn't expect to see you here, Xiao Lanlan!"
Xiao Lan was a little confused: "...?"
What's happening here? Xiaolanlan, is it calling him? Is this title a bit too shame...
But he doesn't know this person at all, why does the other person seem to be familiar with him
The black-haired young man glanced at his companion and murmured indifferently: "Axian, he doesn't know you at all. You look too enthusiastic, look suspicious, and don't seem like a good person at all."
The young man with short linen hair glared at his companion: "A Sheng, can you stop tearing down my desk all the time!"
The black-haired youth said calmly: "That's because you have too many slots."
He put away the gun, said he was not malicious, turned his head and said to Xiao Lan, "Hello, this is Feng Sheng, and the guy next to him is Wen Zhixian."
Xiao Lan nodded to them: "Hello."
Wen Zhixian said: "Little Lanlan, I heard about your existence from my dad a long time ago. He used to drink with your dad, and occasionally heard your dad talk about you. "
Xiao Lan remembered that Xiao Chengyan had mentioned that there was an old drunkard who used rare props to exchange for magic wine. Judging from his tone at the time, he should have some friendship with the old drunkard.
Is this old drunkard the father of Wen Zhixian
Wen Zhixian touched his chin and said, "It seems that it is a bit inaccurate to say that it is drinking. Because my dad always looks painful every time he comes back, saying that Xiao Chengyan has pitted him with a bunch of rare props. Don’t let me say that I’m afraid of embarrassment. But every time he sends it up to make people foolish, I really don’t understand the friendship between them..."
Even the details are correct, it seems that this man is really the son of an old drunkard.
The father and son were all drawn in by the Descending World, and this unfortunate degree was about the same as that of Xiao Lan and his son.
However, the fact that my father used illusion to smash other props is really frustrating. Fortunately, it sounds like they are willing to fight and suffer, so Xiao Lan should not need compensation.
Xiao Lan: "... This is probably the friendship between men."
The man who vowed to stand on the pinnacle of poverty breathed a sigh of relief.
Wen Zhixian: "By the way, I heard about your entry into the game from Primary One."
Xiao Lan was puzzled: "Little one?"
Wen Zhixian said casually: "Oh, it's the sulky guy in Cheng Wenyi. He is always very positive about things related to your dad."
Xiao Lan: "..."
Your naming level is really amazing.
He suddenly felt that "Little One One" was in front of him, and "Little Lanlan" was not so difficult to accept.
Happiness always comes from comparison.
However, if you dare to give this nickname of shame to the text, you will still be alive and well.
Wen Zhixian's combat effectiveness should be good, right
Otherwise, they might have joined the reclaimed family bucket a long time ago.
Wen Zhixian said and gave a thumbs up, "Your Xiao brother support club is too good, dare to dig a corner of the small one who is still alive, Xiao Lanlan, you are the first, awesome!"
Xiao Lan: "..."
Has the Xiao brothers club been so famous already
How terrible this fan club has reproduced automatically, thinking about it makes people chill...
Suddenly, Wen Zhixian blinked at him: "Xiao Lanlan, do you want to know about this copy? I can send it for free depending on the friendship between my dads."
Xiao Lan asked: "You mean the strategy? This should not be summed up, right?"
Wen Zhixian shook his head: "That's not true. This game field is called'Endymion'. It is a very famous high-level field. Because its main line is very simple, every player will be arranged to enter a different game after entering the game. Organizations, and then these organizations will arrange identities and tasks for the players, and send us on board."
Xiao Lan felt something was wrong: "It's arranged? How did you get on the boat?"
"My organization gave me the boarding card and identity, and I came up directly. If I'm lucky, I can get a better identity." Wen Zhixian smiled and looked at Xiao Lan, "Why? Got an unreliable organization?"
Xiao Lan said that he did not want to speak: "..."
It turns out that there is a difference between formal and pheasant between organization and organization.
Xiao Lan changed the subject: "Where is it famous? It's not just the main line."
According to his understanding of players, anyone who can rise to a high level shouldn't be satisfied with just passing the level alive.
Wen Zhixian snapped his fingers: "Xiao Lanlan, you are so smart~ The main line of the game is very, very simple, but one of the reasons, after all, there is almost no benefit to complete the main line here."
"What makes it famous is that there are a large number of side plots here, and each of them has rich rewards. This is the real reason why players yearn for it."
"But this is also the most dangerous place here. Almost all the players who fold in the Endymion died on the sidelines, and the death rate is not lower than that of any game field."
"It can be said that there are no bosses on the Endymion, or it can be said that there are countless bosses on board."
"'A good swimmer drowns, a good rider falls. Be careful, Xiao Lanlan, control your greed to survive."
Hearing this, Xiao Lan's doubts about this playground suddenly solved.
No wonder the main line of this game is so clear. Although he had some twists and turns due to bad luck, it is not a fatal crisis.
It turns out that the real death trap is on the branch line.
With a large number of branches and generous rewards, the players who are not tempted by these players may have escaped into the empty door.
He can imagine countless people going forward for these branch rewards.
It's like a beast hovering on the edge of a trap.
Wen Zhixian stood up: "Okay, Xiao Lanlan, I'm going to do something."
Xiao Lan looked at him. Now that the players have just entered the game field, why does Wen Zhixian seem to have a clear goal
Discovering his doubts, Wen Zhixian said, "Have you heard of'Sang Liu'? This is my family's organization."
Xiao Lan flipped through her memory. This seemed to be a player organization, not as large as Samsara, but it was also considered a leader in a medium-sized organization, and it seemed to have a long history.
Xiao Lan said, "Yeah."
Wen Zhixian continued: "In the past two years, I was actually taking care of Xiangliu. Recently, my dad planned to let me take over his position completely. However, some people in the organization who rely on the old and sell the old were not convinced, and even secretly contacted him. The organization is ready to do things. These people speak nicely, nothing more than for their own personal gain."
Wen Zhixian curled her lips and her eyes were dark: "Since they want to do it, don't blame me for being polite."
At this moment, the casual feeling on his body faded, and the breath all over his body was as sharp as a sharp blade out of its sheath.
The one who can control a player organization is naturally impossible to be a general generation.
Wen Zhixian greeted Feng Sheng, and the two walked towards the door: "Goodbye Xiao Lanlan, good luck to you."
Xiao Lan replied, "I also wish you good luck."
After the two left, only Xiao Lan remained in the room.
Xiao Lan checked her luggage, but because of time constraints, she didn't take a good look at the contents.
Nothing was found in the luggage of the man in the suit.
Apart from a few clothes that can meet people, this person has nothing worthwhile. He even brought a few bottles of water and instant noodle biscuits to save money.
But in the luggage belonging to her identity, Xiao Lan found a bracelet.
The shape of the bracelet is simple, with only a screen and small buttons on it.
According to the instructions, there is a device to send out signals inside the bracelet.
After the task is completed, if you need to ask for help in an emergency, you can press the button to let the organization come to respond, and also use the enlarged and bold font to remark-"An additional fee will be charged, please do not use it until the emergency ".
Xiao Lan: "..."
This note perfectly follows the organization’s usual poverty style.
I am really worried about the reliability of the so-called response.
He put away the bracelet, began to contact Luo with an envelope, and asked about the other party's current situation.
Luo's reply was quick:
[Sir, I have already boarded the ship, and the organization arranged for me to replace a new rich man]
[This identity is based on virtual currency transactions. Personal information has always been hidden, and no one knows what he looks like]
[The organization replaces all the people he usually comes into contact with and monitors him comprehensively, so there is no risk of my identity being exposed]
Xiao Lan thought about her identity as the 18-line male model who relied on the PY transaction...
And the fake certificate company that got caught up in the police...
People are more angry than people.
Happiness always comes from comparison.
At the same time, it will disappear in comparison.
Xiao Lan sighed and asked:
【Where are you? 】
Luo:
[My room number is A001, this is an independent garden suite, which can guarantee the privacy of passengers]
[Our communication will be very convenient here. Will your husband come to my room? 】
Xiao Lan looked at Room F301, where the connection to the wind was a problem.
Instantly felt the difference between the Haoqi reliable organization and the stingy pheasant organization.
I also felt the huge gap between the European emperor and the African chieftain.
He replied decisively:
【Come! 】
On the other side that Xiao Lan couldn't see, Luo curled up his mouth and showed a satisfied smile.
The author has something to say:
small theater:
Xiao Lan: I used to be a rich second-generation, but unfortunately the company was cold; later I had the opportunity to be the young leader of an awesome organization, but unfortunately the organization was also cold...
Xiao Chengyan: This is obviously my miserable situation, okay! ! !