Usually, after returning from the dungeon, Zhao Sanliang would take the initiative to contact Sur and ask to go out for a meal. This time was different. When Zhao Sanliang called Sur, it had been five days since the dungeon ended.
Sur made a guess: "I must have been so busy recently that I didn't even have time to catch my breath."
Zhao Sanliang was surprised: "How do you know?"
Sur: "Otherwise, when you learn about Ji Heng's new achievements, you will frantically ask me about the details of the game, and then start a dehumanizing mockery."
There was silence for a moment, followed by a burst of laughter.
Zhao Sanliang laughed until he leaned forward and backward, swallowed his saliva, and said, "Hotpot, do you have an appointment?"
Tomorrow is Friday. The day before the holiday was full of happiness, and Sur responded.
In order not to delay college students reviewing their homework, Zhao Sanliang directly set the location at the gate of the Sur family community.
He changed his hairstyle again, with a perm underneath, and his hair color was a foggy blue.
Suer said lightly: "It's not good to do head frequently."
Zhao Sanliang touched his hair and suddenly pulled it down. It turned out that he was wearing a wig with a small head inside.
"I always use wigs for my hairstyle. Of course, all wigs are basically weekly throws."
Sur's throat moved: "Is this okay?"
Zhao Sanliang: "You can do it if you have money."
"… "
If Sur wants tomato pot, probably because the oil is relatively low, the pot is very slow to open. While waiting, I heard Zhao Sanliang say with emotion: "The game will soon usher in a big change."
Taking his attention away from the glowing red bottom of the pot, Sur looked up at him.
Zhao Sanliang: "I just downloaded the dungeon the day before yesterday, and unfortunately I met a few disgusting guys. Fortunately, they didn't focus on the players this time, but the host."
Sur raised his eyebrows: "Then what?"
Zhao Sanliang smiled and gloated and made a gesture of wiping his neck: "The ancestors said, don't work on porcelain without diamonds."
Many people think that even a new player can anger the host and then retreat, and get achievement points, why can't they do it? The result was an extraordinary price.
I don't know what to think, Zhao Sanliang bent the corners of his mouth happily, and reminded after a while: "You haven't been in the game for a long time, and people have few sinister experiences."
Sur nodded, not denying this.
He met good teammates in the novice field, and then used team props several times, so even if someone in the welfare field clearly conveyed malice to him, it would not have much impact.
Thinking of this, Sur said: "When I download a copy alone, I will pay special attention."
"It's unlikely in a short time." Zhao Sanliang rubbed his hairy belly and occasionally glanced at him: "After that, either the boss or other members will lead you."
First, Sur is too ostentatious now, and many players want to mine information from him, and the risk factor of entering the game alone will be very high. Furthermore, as the person with the most achievement points, the opponent is very likely to collect all twenty-four and leave the game forever.
They also want to see if there will be a day when players can be completely freed. And what happens after you leave.
Zhao Sanliang still had a lot to say, and suddenly wiped his mouth and said, "Why is the boss here?"
Ji Heng pushed the door open and walked straight in, seeing that he was coming at them.
Just when Zhao Sanliang wondered how he got it, he saw Sur calmly turning the button: "Location chip."
He lives alone, and in case someone wants to harm him, it is much better for someone to know the specific location. For this reason, Sur specially paid someone to order this button, and the daily action track will be automatically sent to Ji Heng's mobile phone.
Zhao Sanliang was stunned.
Ji Heng ignored him, pulled up a chair and sat down to look at Sur: "The news about the host has almost spread. You have one dungeon left this month. When are you going to download it?"
Sur thought for a while: "Zhou Tian."
There will be a mock test on the 20th, and after completing the hard target of twice a month for the game, he will not plan to place more copies before the end of the month.
Ji Heng nodded: "This game, I will bring..."
Before he finished speaking, Zhao Sanliang took the lead: "Why don't I bring it?"
He hadn't seen how Sur made a copy.
Zhao Sanliang is not reliable in daily life, but the performance in the game is completely opposite. Ji Heng thinks it is feasible and asks Sur: "What do you think?"
"I want to go with you."
The words are crisp and clear, without any ambiguity.
Zhao Sanliang justified his name: "I'm also very good..."
Sur interrupted him: "You may not be able to withstand my hurt."
Zhao Sanliang didn't know why.
Ji Heng recalled what Su Er did, and there was no doubt that Zhao Sanliang cried frantically after the game, saying that he would never want to download a copy with this person again.
As the captain, it is your responsibility to maintain the mental health of the players, so he said to Sur, "I'll come to you on Sunday morning."
After Su Er nodded, Ji Heng turned his face to look at Zhao Sanliang, who was still confused, and glanced at the boiling hot pot: "I'll treat you as a celebration of your salvation."
"… "
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Being good at summarizing experience is an indispensable quality for an outstanding student, and Suer made a copy summary: Winning in stability, wretched development is the kingly way.
To this end, on Saturday night, he even listened to soft prenatal education music, and repeatedly gave psychological hints: the next copy, seek stability!
Early on Sunday morning, Ji Heng saw that Su Er was dressed very casually, his eyes were calm as water, and he came towards him in a state of Buddha nature.
He couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth and handed over a pair of sunglasses.
Sur got it in his hand and studied it: "There are really thousands of different appearances of team props."
I didn't see anything that I just put it on directly, and countless pulsating codes appeared on the lens simultaneously, pouring into my brain one after another, bringing a strong sense of dizziness. When the sunglasses shattered and disappeared, Sur was successfully transferred into the copy.
The world is almost dark.
There were a few people standing beside him, barely able to see the outline.
Soon Sur discovered the source of this faint light... it came from his and Ji Heng's breastplates. The latest achievements are shining brightly, making them the brightest stars in the dark world.
In the dark, some laughter sounded.
Ji Heng was unaffected and motioned for Sur to stand closer.
Without his special explanation, Sur also took the initiative to move closer. When people can't see clearly, they will inevitably have the illusion that they will be attacked by alien creatures at any time.
Just a few minutes passed.
Snapped!
A stone fell from mid-air, making little noise but causing all players to take a step back subconsciously.
Someone came with a lantern in the distance, and under the faint light, there was a childish face. The little girl has a braided horn and a pair of old black-framed glasses, which makes her whole person look old-fashioned and boring.
"I'm so annoying..." Quickly counting the players, the little girl became irritable: "I didn't need to work overtime."
Then her eyes suddenly widened, and she locked on Sur: "It's all a bastard, so now the game prioritizes the elderly and children as the hosts of his dungeon!"
"… "
"I hope some people will remember..." The little girl has a pair of dead fish eyes, and her eyes look even more white: "Only a pervert will start with a child, yes, the dungeon is not a place outside the law! Start in three years, the highest death penalty!"
Surprised by the connotation, he is a high school student with a strong roots and should not suffer personal insults, and said, "This little sister..."
"Bah!" The girl spat: "Who is your sister, don't mess with the relationship."
One thing falls into another, and the hosts who have met before will choose to hold it most of the time, with a high attitude. However, the little girl in front of her was obviously not able to control her emotions freely, and showed her disgust and hatred to the extreme.
Several players were amused by this scene, and the host specifically targeted one player to help them play the game. At least for now, Sur can draw fire well.
After the little girl gave a verbal warning, she finally got back to business and said the opening words: "Welcome to the world of seven days and seven nights."
After he finished speaking, he flicked his horn braid.
"This game is called dragon, phoenix, and rat. Here, all the children are born as triplets, and at sixteen, the worst child is sent to a transformation camp. That's right, you are A bunch of outcast scum."
They are all experienced players and know that the so-called transformation camp is definitely not a good place to go.
"But there is no way out," the little girl said with a smile. "Every year, there will be five places in the reform camp, and the children with the best reform will be selected and sent back to society as 'higher citizens'."
If there are high-level citizens, there will naturally be low-level citizens. Without waiting for the player to ask, the little girl explained: "Low-level citizens will be destroyed at the age of 20. After all, the world's resources are limited, and only outstanding people have them. Qualified to use."
She clapped her hands, and everyone instantly had an identity card in their pockets. The name and gender didn't change. The only thing that changed was their age, all of them were sixteen years old.
"Follow."
The little girl walked in the front with a lantern. She likes to kick stones when she walks, and her pace is fast and slow.
In front of it was a large iron gate, covered with rust.
A man in overalls stood at the door, with a dozen boys and girls standing in the back.
"Principal Long." The little girl greeted.
There was a smile on the mean face of the man in the workwear, and he looked back at the child behind him: "Don't look at people at a young age, but he is a famous child prodigy. He can write poems at the age of two and write essays at the age of three. You have performed well recently. I just gave you a chance to meet in advance."
Everyone bowed numbly with a sullen face: "Thank you, principal."
Sur, who has been repeatedly targeted, shook his head... It is normal for the host to have an identity in the copy, but the character of a genius child prodigy sounds really embarrassing.
The little girl didn't know what he was thinking, and turned slightly sideways to expose the player: "They are the newest students who are going to enter the transformation camp. I met them on the road and brought them here by the way."
Then he introduced the man in tooling to the player: "This is Principal Chen."
In the silence, Ji Heng said respectfully, "Hello, Principal Chen, it's my honor to meet you."
Principal Chen gave a perfunctory 'um', but his disgusting eyes were less when he looked at him. He looked past Ji Heng and said sharply to the other players: "A bunch of wood, what is the pestle doing there?"
Follow Principal Chen into the renovation camp. There are street lights on both sides of the road, and the vision is much better.
It is said to be a renovation camp, but in fact it looks like an ordinary school, with buildings and playgrounds.
Sur was still thinking that if the host was just in time, if he couldn't become a high-ranking citizen, he would be destroyed at the age of 20, which should be the condition of death. But their current status is only sixteen years old. Could it be that they were not selected as high-ranking citizens in the first year, so how many more years can they continue
Looking back to see the little girl walking at the end of the line, Sur slowed down and walked side by side with her: "Excuse me..."
"Don't try to climb the bed, don't think about marriage, and don't try to be my godfather!" The little girl looked vigilant: "Keep in mind that starting in three years, the highest death penalty!"
Sur was speechless.
The little girl held the lantern with her arms crossed to ensure an arm's length, and Dead Fisheye kept an eye on Sur to prevent him from overreaching.
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