dragon ball battlefield

Chapter 18 The second round of dungeons is open!
In the dark night, Han Zheng sat up abruptly, without any sleepiness.

It's finally here!

A new round of dungeons is just two days away!

Han Zheng felt his heart beating gradually faster. Although he knew that this day would come sooner or later, and he had been making preparations, when he actually heard the notification tone, he was still very nervous.

Looking at the silent night outside the window, Han Zheng thought for a while, took out all his money, and put it all under the computer desk in his parents' bedroom.

Then, he took out his mobile phone, clicked on WeChat, and began to edit messages for his mother Zhou Min.

In the content of the message, he claimed that because he wants to start a business with his friends, he will go abroad for a period of time for inspection. The exact length of time is uncertain, and he may not be able to go home for a long time. Parents, please don't worry about this...

However, when he edited the information and was about to send it out, he suddenly stared at the content and paused for a while.

Immediately afterwards, he pressed the delete key heavily to delete all the text, exited WeChat, and threw the phone aside.

"There is no need to say such hypocritical nonsense! I will definitely be able to come back alive!"

……

Two days passed quickly, Han Zheng checked the doors and windows one last time, sat on the bed and waited quietly.

In the past two days, he has greeted his relatives in the county and his parents far away in SH, and then he directly turned the phone card into an arrears shutdown.

Time passed minute by minute.

finally--

Copy preparation time is up!

Han Zheng only felt dizzy for a while, and the scene in front of him blurred for an instant, and then turned into darkness.

[No. N2199 is scanned, and the body is back to its best condition]
The familiar electronic sound sounded again, Han Zheng's spirit recovered instantly, and he appeared in this pitch-black space again.

[Number N2199 Combatant Status:]
[Combat power: 33]
[Battler Bloodline: Earthlings]
[Have blood: 1 drop of Saiyan blood]
[The upper limit of combat power: 1000 (except for special cases)]
[Practice speed: E (except for special cases)]
[Equipment props: 4/6]
[Movement Skill: Incomplete Transformation]
[Special Ability: None]
[Copy rounds executed: 1]
The personal status is slowly reported by a mechanical voice. Considering that he only has 6 equipment slots, Han Zheng left the temporarily unusable [Somersault Cloud Fragments] in the storage column of the private living area, and only carried 4 pieces of equipment and props enter the copy:
[Submachine Gun][Sen Bean][General White's Pistol] and [Yajiro Bingwei's Blade].

After the status report was completed, the really important dungeon message finally sounded:
[The nature of this dungeon: single-player melee type, the timeline starts on May 750, 5 of Ai Ji—that is, three days before the 4st Tianxia No. Surrounding villages, the scope of activities is limited]
[The number of combatants participating in this dungeon is 40, with an average combat power of 17.6]
[Dungeon survival mission, find and kill at least one combatant; mission failure will be erased]
[Based on the background of this dungeon, combatants will be set with character backgrounds, please pay attention]
[Countdown, 30...29...]
Masruta?Han Zheng remembered that it was a stronghold established by the Red Ribbon Legion in the northern ice and snow land, and General White led his troops to guard and search for the Dragon Ball.

There are still many villagers living in the villages around Masruta, and the Red Ribbon Army once forced the villagers to work for them to find Dragon Balls.

The starting time is three days before the 21st Budokai, that is to say, the timeline of this dungeon is two days earlier than the last round of the Western Capital dungeon.

I just don't know what the so-called [setting character background] means.

Han Zheng kept counting in his mind, and at the same time, the countdown was over.

The surrounding darkness suddenly disappeared, and a vast expanse of whiteness appeared in front of his eyes, which was extremely dazzling.

Han Zheng suddenly realized that he was in a world of ice and snow, with white snow under his feet and cold wind blowing around him.

He was wearing cotton-padded clothes and boots, a thick hat on his head, and a shovel in his hand, looking like a "working people".

And around him, there are a large number of men dressed like him, also holding shovels, picks and other tools, working hard.

At the same time, there are some strong men wearing military caps around them, all of them are holding weapons, a piece of red silk is tied on their arms, and two R characters are embroidered on their chests, which is the logo of the Red Ribbon Legion.

"So it is!"

Han Zheng understood instantly.

According to the original plot, during this period of time, the Red Ribbon Legion was unable to accurately locate the Dragon Ball because the radar was not precise enough, so they kidnapped the village chief and forced all the men in the village to dig everywhere in the ice and snow to find the Dragon Ball. .

And the group of people around them should be the male villagers who were coerced, and I should be one of them.

The previously mentioned [setting character background] turned out to be like this, and Han Zheng couldn't help but secretly nodded.

Although the number of participants in this dungeon was only 40, it was less than one-third of the previous round of dungeons.

However, the location of this dungeon is in this remote village; unlike a densely populated city like Xidu, if 40 strangers appear out of thin air in this remote village, they will be very conspicuous no matter what. It is easy to see through at a glance.

Therefore, the dungeon specially set up the background of the characters, and arranged the identity of a villager for each combatant, perfectly integrating these 40 people into this small village.

Therefore, other fighters are among these villagers just like myself!

While shoveling snow with a shovel, Han Zheng looked around carefully, looking for suspicious persons.

Not far in front of him, an older villager with a beard was being beaten up by a red ribbon soldier for not doing enough work.

And further ahead, there was a fat villager who seemed to be unable to work at all, and he couldn't even use a pickaxe in his hand, looking very clumsy.

On the left, another chubby villager was standing helplessly in place, with his shovel dropped on the ground. Seeing his bewildered expression, Han Zheng suspected that he might be a novice combatant.

Behind this villager, there is another tall villager. Although that man is also working, his eyes are fixed on the fat villager who is in a daze in front of him, and he doesn't even notice that Han Zheng is also observing he.

On the right, a short-haired villager is hunched over, holding a pickaxe, looking behind a red ribbon soldier, as if he wants to do something.

And behind...

"You laziness, you don't work, what are you looking around for?" Suddenly there was a curse from behind, and after that, Han Zheng felt a strong kick in the waist.

Han Zheng almost instinctively wanted to fight back with force, but at this critical moment, he suddenly came to his senses, adjusted his body quickly, and then fell heavily into the snow, falling like a "dog chewing mud".

"Being lazy, not working, and looking around, do you want to escape?"

The man behind him was a red ribbon soldier. He walked up to Han Zheng, with an evil smile on his face, raised the butt of his gun, and slammed at Han Zheng.

Han Zheng cried out in his heart that it was unlucky. He had minimized his movements while observing the surroundings as much as possible. He didn't want to attract attention, but he didn't expect to be discovered by the red ribbon soldier behind him, and he was beaten up.

But fortunately, at this time, his physical fitness was no longer comparable to that of ordinary people. To him, these few beatings were no different from tickling.

only--

The yelling and cursing of this red ribbon soldier was so loud that it alarmed many surrounding villagers for a while.

Many people heard the reputation and looked over. They looked at Han Zheng on the ground and kept sizing him up.

"This is bad—"

(End of this chapter)