Thriller Trainee

(Anti-theft has been replaced)

Zong Jiu: “…”

He felt that Zhuge An was really a dog-headed strategist.

He sneaked into the room of no.1 to steal flowers, but he couldn’t figure it out.

But Zhuge gave him a faint look, and the reasons listed were sufficient and well-founded.

“First, that is a special item that no.1 carries with him. It is almost always inserted/in his suit pocket. The last time you saw him, it should stay where it should be.”

Zong Jiu recalled.

Indeed, although the demon changed into a waiter’s suit with a white shirt and black waistcoat and bow tie last time, he perfectly blended into the bartender’s ranks. Under the dim and ambiguous light of the bar, the rose on his chest was still covered with night dew and budding. To be released.

At that time, Zong Jiu thought that this was some kind of hobby that was unknown to no.1. He didn’t expect that the rose was probably going through three rounds, and after being sent out by him, it returned to the one held by the original owner.

“Second, it can be concluded from the first that no.1 will not receive it into the system space.”

“Third, the content of this topic and the follow-up direction should be under the control of No.1. He probably has a lot of time to wait for you to come and find him. At this time, if you don’t take the usual path, the sword will go slant and you will be a gentleman of Liang Shang. I can catch him by surprise.”

Zong Jiu said quietly, “You can return that drop of blood to me, but I will give you another drop if it’s a big deal.”

“If you came earlier, you might still get it.”

Zhuge shook his head secretly, “A moment later, the drop of blood can’t be taken back.”

With a flick of the black-haired man’s fingertips, the universal/energy/key/key flew from the air into the arms of the white-haired young man.

“Although this is only a B-level consumable item, it is very rare. There will be no second one in the infinite loop. As long as you are careful enough, the success rate is very high.”

At this point, there is really no more choice. This method is better than asking the devil in person.

Zong Jiu let out a “tsk,” and put away the key a little irritably.

There are still three days left, in case I came up with another way.

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In the next morning, Xu Su brought back a piece of news.

He took out the slightly dry and dehydrated apple from behind, “Boss! Azan in black said that he still has one of his apples left. Let me bring it to you.”

Then of course, when Zong Jiu designated to submit the apple to the main system, the latter indicated that he refused to accept it.

[This item is a trade item, it is unilaterally gifted by non-trainees and cannot submit an order]

really.

The white-haired youth frowned and put the apple back into Xu Su’s hand.

“You can take it back and just say thank you for me.”

Let’s not talk about whether Azan in black was controlled by the puppet silk, or whether he did this deliberately. First of all, when they were in the dungeon of the deserted village, the two parties used survival points to trade, and strictly speaking, they could not be divided into unilateral gifts.

Zong Jiu was thinking about it before, but now that he has figured it out and verified his conjecture, it is undoubtedly nothing more than cutting a back path again.

Count down the fruits he gave in the copy of the deserted village at the beginning, and the trainees will eat all the fruits that are given. On the contrary, only the trader is left. Now that I think about it, it can be said that I have to pay it back.

So in the next day, Zong Jiu was like nothing happened. What should I do? He was still in the mood to stroll around in the restaurant on the second floor, and by the way, he picked a few new clothes on the next floor.

After being promoted to Level B, other permissions have not changed much, and the main system has always been generous in life. Although the high-level trainees were indifferent, they did not take the initiative to provoke him. On the contrary, many newcomers and low-level old people showed the meaning of surrender.

Because of the changes that have taken place in the game of kings, several major forces have begun to pay attention to the magician.

If the latter really wants to establish their own power in the horror trainee competition, it will undoubtedly be divided into other big powers.

Among the trainees who have been promoted to level B or above, except for the few capable S-level freelancers, almost all of them are organized.

After all, the difficulty of infinite loop dungeon is so great that Lone Rangers can’t survive alone and can only rely on big forces to team up. Although the forces will collect membership fees uniformly, they will focus on cultivating potential survivors. This is a mutually beneficial relationship of conscience, and the survival rate for survivors is greatly improved.

The entire thriller trainee competition has gone on for two rounds. The old people of B-level have to squeeze their heads to A-level, because there are only 100 debut places in the end, and all those who can’t make their debut will undoubtedly be buried in this game.

Coincidentally, these places have almost been fixed. After the various forces communicated, they all reached a preliminary agreement. Even the old people don’t have enough seats, and the newcomers have to come forward to **** them. Isn’t this just touching the fundamental interests?

However, the head forces have not moved. For example, the night clan who only sent a solicitation letter to the magician not long ago, so most of the other forces are still standing still.

As for why there is such a treacherous trend until now-

It was all because of the little note Zong Jiu found in the room.

High-level trainees have the privilege of knowing some clues to the next dungeon in advance. Level B, as the mainstay of the upper three levels, naturally has this power.

Only four words were written on the note: collective copy.

Zong Jiu suddenly realized.

The first copy of the solo show is said to have divided thousands of locations. The second copy also divided hundreds of venues.

Now it’s the turn of the third copy, and the main system directly throws each level into a collective copy.

There are nearly a thousand B-level trainees. If such a huge number were tossed into the collective copy, the difficulty of this copy can naturally be imagined. And the lower the level, the more difficult it will be because of the larger the number of people.

It’s no wonder that Zhuge darkly asked him to raise his level to B before the next dungeon was opened. Thinking about it this way, I am afraid that the dungeon encountered by a C-level trainee is very dangerous.

This time, the main system is probably going to play for real, and it will directly screen a large number of people.

After the next night, Zong Jiu slowly went to the open-air bar again.

There is no way, if the task is not completed, it will be directly obliterated.

He deliberately picked the position of the previous bar and ordered another glass of whiskey.

After the bartender turned around, Zong Jiu regretted that he was just an ordinary system npc.

“Thank you.”

The wine this time is much worse than last time.

The bartenders trained by the system assembly line are not as good as No.1’s craftsmanship.

Zong Jiu quietly stared at the clear brown wine refracted by the light in his hand, and suddenly took the wine glass and drank it.

The young man raised his neck, the slender arc almost reflecting white in the dim light.

The cold liquor slid down his thin lips into the esophagus, dripped into the stomach pouch, and burned like fire. Everyone who saw this scene was dazzled.

It’s a pity that, I don’t know if it was because of the drunkenness. After drinking this glass of wine, the white-haired youth turned and left the open-air bar, leaving other trainees on the sidelines to chat.

“Have you heard the news that the magician has spread so much in the past two days?”

“I heard it, if he builds up power, I would be very interested.”

“I don’t know if the magician completed the last round of the King’s game the day before yesterday.”

“It should be done, so a simple order, just go back to find a friend and submit the task directly.”

The evening breeze sent these talks over slowly.

On the surface it looks like he is leaving, but Zong Jiu, who changed his clothes and put on a wig and sunglasses: “…”

Many trainees at the bar didn’t notice this strangely dressed person too much.

Among the trainees, a lot of people in strange costumes have gone, and there are even those who like to walk around in doll costumes. Count down on the S-class clothing, which also spans ancient and modern times, and has historical styles in various countries. It was really Zong Jiu’s white hair and pink eyes that were too eye-catching before, otherwise he wouldn’t have to pretend.

Zong Jiu went to the first floor of the trainee dormitory yesterday, just to buy a wig and clothes.

He carefully avoided the eyes and ears of others, pretending to walk against the wall inadvertently.

Zong Jiu deliberately went to the bar just now, but he actually left a card for the bartender.

“Please tell me no.1, at midnight, I will wait for him at the bar on time.”

If you are looking for trainees in a hurry, you can indeed use the main system to communicate it. After all, there are many trainees who will not even go out after returning from the copy. Among them, Zhugean is named.

The devil knew that Zong Jiu was going to find him, so it was very likely that he would attend the appointment.

But he shouldn’t have thought that Zong Jiu would choose to go straight to Huanglong. The plan looks simple, and the possibility of success is still there, mainly depends on luck.

Zong Jiu squatted quietly by the wall, watching the minute hand getting closer and closer to twelve o’clock.

At 11:50, he saw through the stack of lights on the bar counter that there was a vague shadow beside the previous bar counter.

The opportunity is here!

Zong Jiu held the key, and the moment the tip of the key touched the door, it disappeared like water and fusion.

[B-level props: universal/power/key/key, used]

The heavy door panel suddenly pushed open, revealing a deep gap.

Taking advantage of the darkness of the night, Zong Jiu slid in and silently closed the door behind him again.

The last bit of light was also extinguished, and the incredible size of the house fell into silence again.

black. A piece of black that can’t be seen.

There was no light source in the room, and heavy curtains and tapestries blocked the moonlight.

If Zhuge’s dark dormitory is a minimalist style with three tones of black, white and gray, then the room of no.1 is extremely strange and cold. The Weeping Madonna is standing on the left hand side of the door of the room, and every corner is full of disturbing elements.

He only has fifteen minutes.

If the devil finds that he hasn’t come to the appointment for a long time, he can always detect the problem.

Fortunately, Zong Jiu’s luck was really good.

In such a big room, he had just locked on his target just three minutes after he started searching for roses.

A black suit was hung on a hanger not far away, with a scarlet rose in the pocket, blooming against the dark background, ready to be placed.

Zong Jiu’s eyes lit up and he quickly stepped forward, but halfway through, he realized the problem.

Against the background of silence and darkness, he heard an imperceptible sound of water.

When will people take off their clothes?

The answer is ready to come.