Thriller Trainee

The more he thought about it, the more Zong Jiu felt that his idea was feasible.

No one else can touch it. He touched it. Following this line of thought, there is nothing wrong with it.

It must be verified if there is a chance.

Although Zong Jiu didn’t believe in prophecies as much, he and No.1 were like a needle against a wheat mang, and they were just against each other, no matter in terms of ability or the various deeds that happened before.

It doesn’t matter if he knows the vest, if he can still break the puppet’s line and change to Zong Jiu as a demon, he will have to keep going to get rid of the chosen son.

If they haven’t forged Liangzi before, maybe Zongjiu will just stand on the sidelines.

But since they have formed Liangzi, Zong Jiu is not afraid of things. He is very happy to find the other party unhappy.

After he made up his mind in his mind, he put the idea aside, turned his head and asked in a low voice, “You said that no.1 is in this copy, so what exactly does he want to do?”

Zhuge glanced at him secretly, “When this copy is over, I will naturally tell you.”

Fine.

Zong Jiu shrugged and continued to follow the old Qiang without further questioning.

This time the instance restarted, hanging on everyone’s head like a knife.

The seven-day copy time was restarted in just the third day. What’s more frightening was that they hadn’t had any clues or clues.

All the newcomers looked sad, no one spoke along the way, and a gloomy atmosphere was shrouded in melancholy.

This time, the money was distributed instead of money, and Feng Shui took turns, so they occupied the only empty earthen house in the village.

The people from the other team haven’t come over yet, and don’t know what they will think of. Anyway, Zheng Zong Jiu doesn’t care.

Seeing Lao Qiang’s back, Xu Sen turned her head, “Should we follow him?”

Zong Jiu waved his hand, “There is no need for this, please lock the door properly, let’s sort out the clues first.”

Hearing that, everyone sat on the ground obediently and formed a circle.

After closing the door, the light in the earthen house dimmed, and only the side window was still bright.

Everyone was thinking in their hearts before, and coupled with the shock and urgency brought to them by the sudden restart of the dungeon, they subconsciously ignored the burning hunger in their stomachs. After everyone sat on the cold ground, it started to feel uncomfortable.

Being a trainee for so long, even if there is a big gourmet restaurant in the trainee dormitory, it is just to satisfy the desire to speak. When it comes to the feeling of being hungry, many people feel a bit as if they have passed away, but the feeling of hunger comes again violently and unacceptably.

“Our team doesn’t have dry food, what should we do?” Xu Su clutched his stomach, wanting to cry without tears.

In just a short time, his hunger value dropped from 19 to 15. Now looking at the numbers marked in red, the whole person feels shrouded in the shadow of death.

The others were also frowning, “Should we go to the nearby woods and eat some game?”

Everyone very unanimously skipped the suggestion to find food in the village. After all, judging from the news brought back by Azan in black, the people in this village have a habit of cannibalism, and it sounds disgusting.

“But behind the village are all mountains…”

Most of the special props in the hands of the trainees are supernatural props, such as F-level spells, etc. They rarely have physical attack attributes, and wanting to fight game is not much simpler than the aborigines of this era.

Besides, in this year of famine, people can’t eat enough, let alone animals?

Someone whispered: “Oh, even if you can hit some snakes, you can still eat them.”

“Hey, I’m afraid that snakes are hibernating in this weather.”

“Could it be possible that we are going to catch the mice near the old earthen house?”

When I think of the gray and fat mouse, many people have nausea.

Rats are a rare delicacy during the famine, but it is a challenge for trainees.

The hunger penalty given by the system is really terrible.

The trainees don’t want to think deeply. But to put it bluntly, once this value is added, it is equivalent to them standing on the same level as all the famine refugees in this dungeon, and no one is more noble than anyone.

When survival is faced with challenges, people’s moral bottom line will drop again and again.

The same is true for trainees.

[Alas, this copy of Famine Mountain Village reminds me of the A-level horror copy “Deadly Toxic Gas”]

[I also thought about it, it’s really cruel…]

[That copy is really a psychological shadow of me, even if there is no live broadcast, I am scared enough to hear the replays of the big brothers]

Deadly Toxic Gas is only an A-level dungeon, but its death rate is no less than that of any S-level dungeon.

The background of the dungeon is that the entire team is sent to a background full of poisonous haze in the future. The threats are various mutated animals, plants and zombies, and the main line is survival.

The scary thing is that the air in that copy is poisonous. To survive, everyone has only one oxygen cylinder, which can only sustain one day’s breathing needs.

If these four or five people died accidentally, leaving behind oxygen cylinders, that would be fine.

But if no one died accidentally, there would be only ten oxygen cylinders for the side missions. If they were evenly divided, there would be four or five people who would not be able to use them even if they were saved.

No one wants to die.

Even if it is forbidden to kill each other, it is only relative to trauma. Indirect killing with a knife, or gently pulling out the oxygen tube, will not be classified as a way of killing by the main system.

The result of that copy can be imagined. Almost all the teams that have entered this dungeon have an irreversible crack, and eventually they are broken. Even if he survived by chance, he suffered from severe ptsd.

The same goes for this copy of Famine Village.

Reaching the bottom line of survival, no one knows what the final direction will be.

But what is certain is that if this continues, they will all go to the worst.

Everyone in the earthen house sighed, only the white-haired young man put his hands in his pockets and said with a smile, “Want to see me do magic?”

other people:”???”

Although everyone is hungry, watching the magician do magic is also very exciting. So the newcomers fought fiercely in their hearts, staring at Zong Jiu with expectant eyes.

“Next, is the moment to witness the miracle.”

The magician smiled slightly, put his hands together on his chest, flipping and clasping his palms.

In the next second, there was a red apple on the palm of his hand, and the edible wax on it glowed lightly under the dim sky, which looked very attractive.

“Guru.”

I don’t know who swallowed saliva sounded in the silent air.

The barrage is also silly.

[Fuck, where did this apple come from? 】

[Who saw the magician’s move just now? Is there any boss to reveal this magic?]

[I didn’t see it clearly, I just zoomed in deliberately just now, but I didn’t see it clearly, stunned. jpg]

Zong Jiu didn’t even look at it, and threw the apple to Xu Sen who was standing opposite him.

The latter hurriedly caught it, holding the apple in his arms with a dazed expression, as if he was hugging the whole world.

The magician lowered his head, “What kind of fruit do you like to eat?”

“me?”

Xu Su stammered, “Is everything okay?”

Zong Jiu gave a very professional smile, “Of course, anything is fine.”

“Then… durian?”

Zong Jiu flipped the palm of his hand, and a durian wrapped in a preservation bag appeared in his hand.

“Considering the feelings of other friends who don’t like to eat durian, go to a ventilated place at the door to solve it by yourself.”

He turned to the others, “What do you want to eat?”

The trainees are excited.

“I want to eat pineapple!”

“I want to eat pears!”

“I want to eat kiwi!”

……

Voices one after another.

Zong Jiu nodded, his slender fingers fluttered and jumped in the air, and each time he turned out, he would bring out a fruit.

Everyone exclaimed and applauded every time a fruit appeared, their faces glowing red with excitement, and the sound of applause almost lifted the roof.

Not to mention the live trainees, even the audience in the live broadcast room can see exactly where he took out the fruit.

[Record screen! Quickly record the screen! Send it to the forum at night, I don’t believe that no big brother can solve the mystery! 】

[I rely on… how many fruits did he take out? One man, I really admire it]

【I? ? ? Ma Ma, how can this magician do magic! 】

[This is magic, this is the magic of a hammer, don’t try to fool me! 】

There are also other bullet screens that look at problems from other angles.

[Ah, is the magician so good? I don’t hide what I eat and don’t hide it privately]

[Yes, I didn’t believe it when he got the universal wishing ticket last time and said he wanted to make a wish to send everyone out of this world. Now I’ve been beaten in the face. Sure enough, there are still many good people in this world.]

[A good person is so good that this is really good, not like the Son of Messiah, a bit hypocritical]

[+1, I felt that in the last copy of the Son of God, he suddenly became weird, he was not like that before]

After handing out a piece of fruit to everyone, Zong Jiu slowly took out two watermelons, threw the dark one to Zhuge, and sat down slowly, swiping the playing cards in his hand, and cut the watermelon.

Zhuge glanced at him secretly, “Weird black cassette?”

Zong Jiu was speechless for a while, “Can’t a watermelon stop your mouth?”

There are nearly a thousand exchangeable roads in Las Vegas, and it is inevitable that you will feel a little frustrated at a glance.

The items taken out of the magician’s secret box are ordinary items. Although there is a daily limit, because they are ordinary items, it supports the exchange of survival points for the number of times they can be taken.

Just now Zong Jiu took out those fruits, and it probably cost him more than a thousand survival points. To be fair, this price is indeed a sky-high price for fruit.

Of course, Zong Jiu is not a character who does charity for people for free. He has already planned in his heart, how to make up this gap, it is almost impossible to put it into action.

For a while, the newcomers in the earthen hut are all working hard to solve what they have.

After eating, Zong Jiu clapped his hands, “Let’s discuss the situation in this village.”

“First of all, I suspect that our thinking in the first reincarnation was completely wrong.”

According to the clues given by Azan in Black, the villagers should have gone to the temple early in the morning.

This means that something must have happened in the temple, which caused the main task of the two identity cards to become invalid at the same time.

What happened in the temple in the morning two days later?

Everyone was puzzled.

Obviously, they missed some necessary clues.

Zong Jiu said slowly, “Tomorrow, even if you are an enemy of the villagers, you have to save that woman. She is the only known breakthrough.”

Everyone has no objections.

At this moment, Xu Su, who was guarding the door and finished eating durian, came back.

He locked the door carefully, “Nine brothers and nine brothers, the other team also came in, they are outside our room.”

Although I don’t know what method the other team used to enter the village, they always came in, and the leader is still the leader.

Last time there was a murder case in front of the old tuwu, and now the old locust tree is empty. So they followed the example of Li Zongjiu and others in the last reincarnation, picking a piece of open space in front of the door of the earth hut to sit down, and this position happened to be able to see the old locust tree.

Zong Jiu said “Oh” and looked out beside the wooden window.

The other team was pulling out dry food from their baggage, frowning and swallowing.

The newcomers in the earthen hut have verified that the hunger value drops quickly. At this rate, even if you save food, you should eat at least two meals a day.

Two meals.

There is not much food in the bag, at most let them last until noon tomorrow.

Until then… when they really can’t find food, would Zong Jiu go to extortion at a high price again, wouldn’t it be good?