The end of the world starts from the global copy

At that time, Ma Yunteng said that this global dungeon system is quite rough, but now it seems that he is well-informed.

Lu Ming didn't struggle too much, instead he thought of a showy routine.

Sitting in front of Zhang Mingyuan, Lu Ming opened his mouth after thinking about it...

What kind of global dungeon system, what kind of players, even Lu Ming is not afraid of death, explaining that the world Zhang Mingyuan lives in is just a dungeon named Banquet in his opinion.

Zhang Mingyuan shook his head, but didn't make much noise.

In the end, Lu Ming revealed his ambition: "Come with me."

Turning left and right is actually a greedy person...

In the past, Lu Ming was greedy for the chef's body, and all he did was to take the chef away, but the chef... well, don't scold him, in terms of this axis disease, Lu Ming may not be lighter than the chef.

But now that Zhang Mingyuan is interested in the identity of the player, can Lu Ming let it go?As for something like being taken over by a fierce god... There is a possibility, but there is no way, this is really a gamble that pays off too much.

The next thing...it didn't go badly, but it didn't say it went well.

Zhang Mingyuan simply shook his head: "This is my city, my world, my responsibility, and my obligation."

From Zhang Mingyuan's story, it can be heard that he is a good ghost.

As good ghosts, on the one hand, their behavioral logic can be followed.

But on the other hand, these benevolent ghosts are all a little obsessed, to put it bluntly, they are all a little axis disease.

Seeing that Zhang Mingyuan rejected his proposal, Lu Ming didn't say anything after thinking about it, but Zhang Mingyuan glanced at Lu Ming and Hope, and for a moment, he smiled slightly.

"Actually, let me go with you, it's not impossible to discuss."

Lu Ming raised his brows and felt that something was going on, and saw Zhang Mingyuan stretched out his hand to him.

"As long as you can complete the task I entrusted to you."

"Commission?"

"you can say it this way."

Lu Ming is familiar with this matter.

But what do you mean by hand?

Before Lu Ming could ask a question, Zhang Mingyuan hooked his fingers. Seeing this, Lu Ming stretched out his hand to hold Zhang Mingyuan's hand. A cold sensation came over him, and Lu Ming felt their bodies floating upwards against gravity.

Like ghosts, they even ignored the barriers of the walls, and soon floated over Guling City, and then flew higher and higher.

Lu Ming was completely silent until the arc of the planet fell into his eyes.

He looked at everything in his field of vision, and couldn't help asking: "Your entrustment refers to..."

"this one……"

Zhang Mingyuan smiled bitterly.

"As long as you can save the world, what does it matter if I go with you?"

……

The world under his feet was pitch black, but in the pitch black, there were sporadic lights flickering.

The light was not lights, but pure white light cocoons—the light cocoons covered areas like upside-down bowls, and Guling City was in one of the bowls.

"A film of light, a city, guarded by a fierce god or a strong human being of the same level."

"This is the fundamental reason why the world has not been destroyed by scholars!"

"Scholar, Night Banquet... Hey, the dungeon name is Night Banquet, which is actually quite appropriate. Before the scholar didn't show up, the world looked like this."

Zhang Mingyuan waved his hand slightly, and then the light from his fingertips suddenly appeared, and the light condensed into a pattern, which Lu Ming could understand at a glance—it was similar to the night scene of the earth, at most there were fewer lights, but considering the number of ghosts in this world, The scarcity of lights is still within a reasonable range.

"Once...that was ten years ago, when the scholar didn't show up and the night banquet was not held, every city had its own rules. I covered Guling City, but other cities didn't fall. Dominated the whole city, and external threats, external balance. So overall, no big deal. Humans survived."

"But after the scholar appeared, everything changed..."

"Evil ghosts wantonly kill people, and use stories to gain power from scholars. There are more and more evil ghosts, but fewer and fewer good ghosts. Three years ago, the scholar personally destroyed a city guarded by a kind and evil god. The situation just got out of hand.”

In fact, this is a very simple confrontation between good and evil camps.

Originally, neither the good camp nor the evil camp can do anything to the other—evil ghosts are born of obsessions, but in fact, many times, some kind and good obsessions can also create ghosts.Compared with evil ghosts, this kind of ghost has no difference in strength, but has greater potential because of its deeper obsession.

But the sudden birth of the scholar has become the last weight to overwhelm the balance...

Good and evil are out of balance.

Good ghosts like Zhang Mingyuan can only huddle in a corner and linger on.

Like underfoot.

Lu Ming simply counted and found that half of the planet's light egg is only five fingers.And the ghosts outside the light film are rampant!The indescribable is endless!Just looking at Lu Ming makes my scalp tingle!

"No one in Guling City knows about this?"

"No... I've said it all, Guling City is my ghost domain, and I'm a god in Guling City - tampering with memories, cognitive biases, etc., are not difficult things for a fierce god to do."

This is also the fundamental reason for the people in Guling City to live and work in peace and contentment—the experiences of traveling, going out to work, and business trips are all fake, and Guling City is an isolated island.

And Zhang Mingyuan is the patron saint of this isolated island!

Establish order and resist foreign enemies.

But the great external pressure has already exhausted Zhang Mingyuan—he doesn't even care about dealing with painters who make troubles.

"Scholar..."

"In other words, the night banquet held by the scholar is the root cause of the destruction of the world?"

Lu Ming is trying to decipher the world view, but this sentence alone is obviously not enough.

Zhang Mingyuan added: "There is something wrong with the book in his hand."

"The scholar is not the source of the destruction of the world, but the book in his hand."

So far, the cracking of the world view has not yet been completed.

Lu Ming guessed that he might have to see or touch the book and get the specific attributes of the book before he could complete the deciphering of the worldview.

Lu Ming really can't do this now.

A dragging feeling suddenly emerged, and in just a blink of an eye, Lu Ming had already sat back on the sofa at Che Jianchun's house. Looking at Zhang Mingyuan, Lu Ming was silent for a moment before speaking.

"I will kill the scholar and save this world that is about to be destroyed, so you will follow me, right?"

Zhang Mingyuan nodded: "Yes! And it's not just me. There are still 13 remaining cities in the world, and 11 of them have fierce gods in them. You can kill scholars, and I can help you as a lobbyist. But whether it is useful or not , I can definitely go with you."

Lu Ming thought about it and reached out his hand.

"I accept your commission, but not now."

"I can wait for you for three years."

"Actually, I only have eleven weeks."

Chapter 139 The Third Banquet

It can be seen that Zhang Mingyuan did not expect much from Lu Ming.

This entrustment may be just Zhang Mingyuan's grass snake gray line, and it doesn't matter whether it will be useful in the future or not.

He didn't like Lu Ming, but he just liked Lu Ming's player status—traveling all over the world, looking for hope in despair... This situation is so similar to their world!

Anyway, after explaining this, Zhang Mingyuan got up to leave, but before he disappeared with a whoosh, Lu Ming stopped Zhang Mingyuan first.

"I want to ask you for a down payment."

"What downpayment?"

"Stories, high-value stories."

Meeting Lu Ming's eyes, Zhang Mingyuan thought for a moment, then nodded.

"Let me tell you the story of the painter. I don't know if he has ever told this story."

Lu Ming nodded: "Yes."

……

When Lu Ming returned to the hotel base with hope, Wang Tai and Gao Yisheng were sitting on the sofa in the room waiting silently.

On the coffee table, two pieces of yellow paper were placed side by side. After thinking about it, Lu Ming took out the ID card Zhang Mingyuan gave him and threw it on the coffee table.

There are three pieces of yellow paper, and there are faint traces of burnt on the edges. This scene makes the three feel uncomfortable no matter how they look at it...

It's like paying tribute.

"and then……"

Gao Yisheng looked at Lu Ming and spoke suddenly. After hearing this, Lu Ming simply thought about it and shook his head.

Gao Yisheng's expression darkened.

He didn't cry, but silently took out a lot of things from the inventory.

【Ghost Chef's Cookbook】

【Type: Prop】

[Quality: Orange Perfect]

[Effect: This is the legacy of the evil spirit named Ghost Chef. 】

[After using it, you will be able to master the system ability: Midnight Spirit Chef series abilities. 】

[Conditions of use: ability to control ghost energy, and a solid foundation in cooking.Or ghost chefs pointing and teaching. 】

[Remarks: The chef's way is extensive and profound!Human chefs can turn decay into magic, and make ordinary ingredients into peerless delicacies.So what can ghost chefs do? 】

This is one of the gifts that Ghost Chef gave to Gao Yisheng, and the rest are pots, pans and pans—all have attributes, but they are all half-bound props that are used in conjunction with Midnight Spirit Chef.

Glancing at Gao Yisheng, he saw Gao Yisheng forced a smile.

"This is what the chef gave me, but you paid my tuition, so these things are all yours."

Lu Ming kept silent, but just pushed the things back to Gao Yisheng. Gao Yisheng felt that something was wrong, but when he looked at Lu Ming, he saw that Lu Ming had already picked up a spatula.

When the psychic ability was activated, a faint light bloomed in Lu Ming's eyes, and after a while, Lu Ming opened his mouth.

"Since it's what the chef left for you, you can keep it. Compared with these, I have more gains."

Wang Tai suddenly said, "Story?"

"Stories are just chips for gain."

The white light in his eyes intensified, Lu Ming stopped talking about other things, and seemed to be immersed in the world constructed by psychics.

……

No. 11 days after entering the copy world.

The third banquet.

Nuo Da's room was empty, only two participants, Reaper and Ghost Eater, sat at the table.

Lu Ming sat in the second seat, and Wang Tai sat in the first seat. At ten o'clock, the scholar officially announced the start of the meeting, and Wang Tai spoke first.

It was useless for him to chat in private - because the few people at the scene "knew everything", there was no need to hide anything.

"The story I want to tell today is a story about three children and ghosts in an abandoned old building."

Wang Tai narrated the story in an unpleasant voice, but Lu Ming didn't pay attention or care. He just sat silently until Wang Tai finished telling the story and asked for it.

"Private chat."

No suspense, no surprises.

It's human nature that Wang Tai doesn't want to reveal his hole cards to Lu Ming, and Lu Ming still understands the principle of not doing to others what you don't want to be done to others.

After Wang Tai finished chatting with the scholar, the scholar looked at Lu Ming.

"What about you?"

"There's no need to chat privately. Let me tell a story about a painter first."

"He told a lot of his own story."