The end of the world starts from the global copy

Suddenly, the chef's voice sounded.

"There is no need to send any more in the future."

Lao Hei turned his head to look at the chef, hesitated for a moment and nodded.

As a kid in the underworld, Old Hei doesn't know the [-]-day dungeon cycle, but now that Lu Ming is in charge of the underworld, the chef is Lu Ming's confidant, so what he says will naturally be what he says.

After Lao Hei left, the chef shook his head slightly, grabbed Li Gui by the neck, and carried Li Gui into the kitchen like a chicken.

Open the cover of the kitchen, and the scene of the back kitchen is presented in the eyes of the chef.

Xiao Gao brandished a kitchen knife, like a painter with splashed ink, carefully handling the ingredients on hand.

Focus and concentrate.

And highly skilled.

Any craft requires a long time of hard training and immersion. During these fifteen days, the chef knows Xiao Gao's growth.

However, looking at the fake smile mask on Xiao Gao's face, Chef always felt a little uncomfortable.

"This is the last one."

Xiao Gao: "Yes."

"Take a break when you're tired."

"Well, I see, Master."

"Your condition, are you okay?"

Xiao Gao turned his head to look at the chef, and took the ghost from the chef's hand.

Ghost Qi began to surge.

This not only makes the ghost in Xiao Gao's hands gradually soften, gradually turning into a tender piece of beef, but also makes Xiao Gao look like a human being, a ghost or a ghost.

He smiled and said, "What can I do?"

The chef opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but didn't know what to say...

It wasn't until the figures of Lu Ming, Duan Yun and others appeared at the door of Mingji's private kitchen that the chef let out a long sigh.

"Come out, there seems to be a meeting."

"Bang" sound.

The kitchen knife was nailed to the cutting board, Xiao Gao untied his chef's uniform, and nodded vigorously.

"Ah."

……

A group of people sat around in Ming Kee's private kitchen.

There are all the players who entered the arena this time, and there are the heavyweight ghosts around Lu Ming.

One is not much, and one is not much.

However, the so-called meeting did not start.

Even if Lu Ming was right here, at the scene, the atmosphere of the scene was silent and awkward.

Nobody wants to talk.

Even if it's just a small talk, a small greeting.

In the end, it was Lu Ming who spoke.

"Since everything is fine, let's pack up and get ready to go home."

After speaking, Lu Ming got up and walked outside.

Until Lu Ming walked to the door.

Xiao Gao spoke suddenly.

"Boss, will we come back in the future?"

Lu Ming thought for a while, but said something that didn't answer the question.

"I'll kill him."

Xiao Gao's smiling face twitched.

Gradually, he stopped smiling, just silent, frustrated, and nodded slowly.

"When the time comes, please bring me one."

"Count me in too."

Duan Yun raised his hand, met Lu Ming's gaze, and he spoke again.

"Don't worry, I promise I won't hold you back."

Lu Ming nodded: "Okay."

After speaking, Lu Ming left completely, leaving only the others staring at Ming Kee's private kitchen.

Duan Yun took a deep breath, looked at Xiao Gao, and saw the same light as his own shining in Xiao Gao's eyes.

That was hidden deep anger.

And, forward momentum brought on by anger.

……

His name is Gao Yisheng.

He is timid, cowardly, unable to bear, and unwilling to take any responsibility.

He lacks the quality that a strong player should have.

But now, at this moment, he vaguely understood what he should do and what kind of goal he should set.

revenge?

Not really.

But the strength is weak, so bear the burden of humiliation, so you have to do things you don't want to do, so you endure pain and experience suffering.

A slight murmur suddenly came from Xiao Gao's mouth.

"master."

"Ok?"

"You said, am I a complete waste?"

"What is this called?"

"It's just... well, look, I hugged Boss Lu Ming's thigh, and I even begged you to be my master. This kind of starting point, even if it's not as good as Ren Xia, at least it's much better than smokers and zeros... But now , I'm still like this dick..."

Before the words finished, the chef's big hand had already patted Xiao Gao's shoulder.

Xiao Gao raised his head and saw Chef's ugly face full of smiles.

"It's good that you have self-knowledge."

Xiao Gao was choked up, and seeing the smiling chef, he couldn't help but smile too.

Not a fake smile, but a real, genuine smile.

"master."

"Ok?"

"Are you hiding something?"

"That's for sure."

"Teach me a few more hands?"

"You were not worthy before, but now you are barely worthy..."

……

His name is Duan Yun.

A "wild" player who was later pulled into the Security Bureau by Tong Yang.

Strong potential, good brains, and not weak hands.

Before, when he first joined the Security Bureau, Duan Yun was in a daze, not knowing what the purpose of this organization was.

But now, at this moment, he is already clear.

"Children's team?"

"Ok?"

"This copy is difficult, isn't it?"

"Yes."

"But according to the internal documents of the Security Bureau, this dungeon is still a non-evil god-level dungeon, that is, a regular-level dungeon, right?"

"Correct."

"Then do you think we have any chance of winning in the future?"

The man named Tong Yang lit a cigarette, and gave one to each of the surrounding people and ghosts. After the cigarette was finished, Tong Yang breathed out the smoke before he spoke.

"do not know."

He said nonsense.

But he knew better that the man named Duan Yun was definitely not someone who needed psychological massage.

as predicted.

It didn't take a few seconds for Duan Yun's laughter to be heard.

"I find it difficult."

"Well, it must be difficult."

"But in fact, it doesn't matter whether it's difficult or not."

Tong Yang turned his head to look at Duan Yun, and he saw that Duan Yun's young face was full of solemnity and firmness.

Duan Yun spoke again.

"Do you still remember what you said when you dragged me into the Security Bureau?"

"forget."

"Some people have a quiet life, while others move forward with a heavy load. If there is no one who walks with a heavy weight, how can the time be quiet?"

"Oh, oh, this sentence, if I remember correctly, this sentence should be said by you."

Duan Yun nodded.

He looked up at the ceiling of Mingji's private kitchen, as if he could see the outside world and the scenery of Yangjian through the ceiling.

That hellish scenery.

"After this dungeon, I suddenly thought of one thing."

"Perhaps, the purpose of our Security Bureau is not to protect the earth, to protect the lives of the people..."

These words are interesting.

Tong Yang pricked up his ears unconsciously, wanting to hear what Duan Yun had to say.

Duan Yun stubbed out the cigarette butt and continued.

"I think the purpose of Mr. World's establishment of the Security Bureau is to establish a spirit."

"One, when a disaster strikes, someone dares to be the first to do it, knowing that there is no way to do it, and knowing that they must die, but still resisting the spirit."

After speaking, Duan Yun smiled.

"So, I don't think it really matters what the future holds."

"The important thing is that when things start to go bad, I, we, the Security Service, will be on the front line."

Tong Yang raised his eyebrows: "Hurry to death?"