"How is it, does it taste good?"
After the young man finished eating Chuzheng, he came over to ask his thoughts after the meal.
"Okay."
"Hey, what our boss makes is delicious. Next time you have a chance to eat it." The young man brought Chuzheng to the door.
Chuzheng learned a lot of information here, and the time was about the same, so he slowly returned to the hotel.
She has two days off.
The King may finally have a chance to lose her family and keep sending her tasks.
But in one day, many people knew that a very embarrassed player had come.
Points are not spent like money.
If it weren't for the fact that we couldn't grab it here, I don't know how many people Chuzheng was besieged by.
Three hours before the end of the break, Chuzheng found the death list in his room.
Chuzheng saw Yun Qiushui's name at first sight.
It seemed that Yun Qiushui came out after her.
Chu Zheng took a rough look at the list.
A total of twelve people.
Except for Yun Qiushui, the rest of the people do not know.
There are not many such people.
It is said that there are thirty or forty copies of the copy.
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Chuzheng opened his eyes again and had been transferred to the new copy.
The location of each player's teleportation is different, this time she is on a rooftop.
At this time, the sun was setting in the west, and the orange-red glow dyed half of the sky red.
Chuzheng looked down and saw that the layout looked like a campus.
Chuzheng went around to the other side.
This is indeed a school.
This building is in the middle, and you can see almost the entire campus.
It's hard to see outside the campus.
This time the dungeon is here, they can only move in this area and cannot leave this area.
I just don't know what the theme is this time.
"Please draw the player."
Twelve cards suddenly appeared in front of Chuzheng.
Chuzheng picked Zhang at random.
The remaining cards disappear.
Chuzheng turned over the cards he had drawn.
Name: Qi Chuzheng (ordinary player)
Points: 148
Number of clearances: 3
Props: 0
This round's skill card: Extreme Jump
What the hell is an extreme jump
Is there a high jump competition on campus? !
Unfortunately, it's just an ordinary player.
It affects me too much!
[Miss, let's restrain a little bit and be an individual, okay? 】
I try to be a good person every day.
【… 】
After the card is drawn, it disappears quickly.
This card can only be taken out by the player. If other players want it, they have to kill the player to drop it.
Chuzheng stepped on the rooftop and looked down.
The entire campus was silent, no people, no animals, not even insects.
She is now on the commanding heights.
Birth point is not bad.
Chuzheng turned around on the rooftop and found no living creatures. She closed the door and planned to observe first.
The Golden Crow sank into the horizon, and the entire sky turned gray.
Chuzheng heard gunshots in the distance.
That voice echoed across the campus.
Someone over there!
Immediately after Chuzheng saw the nearest building, someone rushed out. The man stumbled and looked behind as he ran.
After him, a figure appeared staggeringly.
… have to.
Zombie theme.
Chuzheng watched the figure disappear on a path leading to the teaching building on the other side.
Chuzheng didn't plan to go down.
She's here now and should be safe.
Gunshots sounded from time to time in the distance, and it was unknown which player was so well equipped.
Occasionally a loud cry could be heard.
That voice was particularly infiltrating in the empty campus.
Chuzheng is the commanding heights here. She can think of safety here, and others can also think of it.
Chuzheng heard the sound of someone twisting at the rooftop door.
Hearing the movement is not alone.
Chuzheng had blocked the door just now, but the person on the other side of the door couldn't open it, and he was obviously angry.
"There aren't those monsters in there, are there?"
"You crow mouth, what nonsense are you talking about."
"… "
"I don't feel like I'm locked, like I'm blocked with something... there should be someone inside."
"Hey, is there anyone in there?"
"You're sick! Be careful for a while when people chug you."
"We made such a big move, and someone inside has already discovered it."
"… "
"We are players, open the door!! Brother!!"
Chuzheng stood behind the door and pondered for a while, then moved the things that arrived at the door.
The rooftop door opens.
Behind the door are two boys.
The two boys behind the door did not expect that there was such a beautiful little girl behind the door.
Chuzheng changed into a simple black sportswear, with her hair tied back casually, her palm-sized face, fair and beautiful.
Chuzheng's eyes fell on them, clear and cold.
No warning, no malice.
It is a very calm look, like looking at an ordinary object.
One of the two people is slightly fat, carrying a bag, with a 'alive' strap on his forehead, the clothes are easy to move, and at first glance, he is an old player.
Another boy was holding a weapon. He was not too old, and he had a bald head that could reflect light.
The little fat man raised his hand and waved stupidly: "Hi, hello."
The bald head also showed a kind smile: "We are all good players, don't be afraid."
Chu Zheng took a few steps back with an expressionless face.
The two see this and act at the same time.
As a result, the two got stuck because the little fat man was too fat.
The bald head scolded: "I'm grass. You are sick! What are you robbing!!"
Little Fatty: "You don't know let me!"
Bald head: "If you don't lose weight, take jujube pills!"
Little Fatty: "You think I don't want grandpa, don't move, let me go first!"
Chuzheng: "… "
Where did this fool come from.
The little fat man finally came in and kicked his bald head on the little fat man's ass.
The little fat man was rough-skinned and thick-skinned, he didn't feel anything, he just glared at him.
The bald head closed the rooftop door: "Sister paper, are you alone?"
"There are ghosts."
"...Sister, I'm not as scary as you are." The little fat man looked around: "Isn't this a zombie theme? Where did the ghosts come from... There can't really be ghosts, right?"
The corners of the bald head twitched: "Look at your promising future."
fatty:"… "
"That... we won't hurt you." The bald head said to Chu Zheng, "What round are you in?"
There is no prohibition on this.
At most, the more you experience and the more you know, the more likely you are to survive.
Ordinary people will answer.
Chuzheng's lips moved: "Four."
The bald head is also very straightforward, pointing to the little fat man: "We are all twelve rounds."
Chuzheng: "… "
tripled.
Too much!
"We'll take you later." The bald head boasted confidently.
"… "
Chuzheng declined to comment.
The little fat man who was afraid of ghosts shook his head and pulled his bald head: "Sister, were you here when you came?"
"Ok."
It may be that Chuzheng's attitude was a little cold, and the two didn't say much.
They unilaterally reach a 'friendly' agreement with Chuzheng, inviting Chuzheng to join them.
"I… "
"It's okay, sister, we are still very good. It's more than enough to protect you, a little girl."
"Yes, yes, we are good people." The little fat man nodded beside him.
"… "
Who wants your protection!
Take a job with me, won't you! !