Lose 100 million today

Chuzheng felt that since it was a 'game' developed by the underworld for 'entertainment', these copies must be cyclical.

Judging from the diary she just got, if she guessed correctly, this is just a replay of the scene in 2005.

So...what are you afraid of?

"Don't play with such dangerous things casually." Chuzheng jumped directly from the second floor and landed in a handsome posture.

"Grass!"

The armed accomplices reacted and raised their weapons one after another.

Chuzheng moved faster, raising his hand and sending a bullet over.

Everyone only heard a few gunshots, and the people who had just shown off their power in front of them lay down on the ground.

"..."

what happened?

The gun in Chuzheng's hand spun beautifully and she looked coldly at the people on the ground.

This is my boat!

Is it your turn to show off your power? !

Chuzheng turned to look at everyone and said very calmly: "Throw them out. Lying here will have bad effects."

"..."

This, this is it?

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Death space control room.

"Hold the grass!" Huang Mao knocked over the freshly brewed instant noodles and approached the 2-345 screen with a look of horror on his face.

There were a few large blood-red words on the screen - the main character was missing and the instance would be restarted in half an hour.

When the hip-hop man came in, he saw Huang Mao, who was about to fix his eyeballs on the screen, and he coughed.

"You don't know where you are going on horseback..." Huang Mao turned his head and saw a figure next to his colleague.

He instantly fell to the ground and stood in a military posture.

"Winter Law Enforcement."

The man stood in the shadows, his face could not be seen clearly, but his voice was pleasant: "What were you doing just now?"

"I'm reporting to you, Sir, there is a trialist in copy 345 who killed the ultimate boss in one go."

"Huh?" The man paused slightly: "Is it the Blue World Cruise ship?"

Huang Mao: "Yes."

That copy has just started according to the timeline, and it has not been expanded yet.

As a result, the tester directly gave...

What is the origin of that trialist! !

"Send me the information." After saying that, the man turned and left.

Huang Mao's tense body relaxed: "What is he here for?"

The hip-hop man was also confused: "I don't know. I met him on the way and asked me to come and have a look..."

"Did that tester pass?"

"That's not true." Huang Mao became more energetic: "The boss is gone, why don't you pass? And those trapped evil spirits probably have to thank her, maybe this time their sins will be cleared."

The Blue World Cruise is exactly what happened in the diary.

It was a designed trip.

All tourists are selected lambs and become prey for the powerful.

The men with guns are the hunters in this scene.

But as the Blue World cruise ship disappeared, no one knew about this carnival.

Yes.

The Blue World cruise ship is missing.

This is a real event.

The Death Space was designed based on that incident and is now the Blue World Cruise Test Site.

When many people discovered the truth of the matter, it was already in the second half of the incident, and the evil spirits had already lost their original reason.

And the trialist strangled it to death when the incident first started.

Beginner Trialist Zheng: "..."

She really just felt that it was inappropriate for those people to take over her ship.

Don’t you want to lose face, boss?

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When Chuzheng returned to that space, she was alone, and the white light made her unable to open her eyes.

Is the copy over?

Chuzheng was very confused.

She hasn't even said hello to the children who howl downstairs every day.

[Chu Zheng:]

A line of words appeared in front of Chuzheng.

Kind of like guilt value.

And it’s a reduced sin value.

Um...passed?

What did she do?

Chuzheng thought for a moment and had an idea in her mind. It was probably related to the people she had killed.

That whole cruise ship is probably full of ghosts.

And they all died miserably.

The people she killed were the ones who caused that ending.

Chuzheng was still thinking about it when she was suddenly hit by a series of thank you cards.

[Congratulations to the lady for receiving a thank you card × 1]

[Congratulations to the lady for receiving a thank you card × 1]

[Congratulations to the lady for receiving a thank you card × 1]

[Congratulations, young lady...]

Chuzheng: "..."

Is there such a good thing? Where did it come from?

[…] Because the young lady finally passed this level, the ‘actors’ were very grateful to her and finally no longer had to cycle there.

It's probably the same as - I can finally get off work.

Can you not be happy?

I have to find a way to get the lady to spend money!

Otherwise, what's the point of its existence.

But it turns out that this is really a bit difficult for the King.

After all, this plane is different...

Chuzheng waited for about five minutes when white light gradually flickered around her.

When the white light disappeared, someone appeared - a complete stranger.

After the first two people appeared, they looked at each other and found a place to sit down.

The word 'alert' was in the air.

Compared with the first group of people, Chuzheng felt a stronger murderous aura from these two people.

He has the temperament of a ‘bad guy’.

"Hey!! I came back alive!! Oh my god! I was scared to death."

A young man suddenly appeared in the room, spinning in circles in an exaggerated way, thanking God and Buddha.

After thanking the gods of different systems, the young man moved towards the two people who appeared first.

"Hello, hello, I..."

The other party turned his head directly without looking at him.

The young man turned to look at another person: "Hello..."

The other one has the same action.

youth:"……"

The young man retracted his hand in embarrassment, glanced at Chuzheng, and ran over with a smile: "Hello, I am Wanxin."

Chuzheng nodded coldly, with no intention of communicating.

But compared to those two people, Chuzheng's attitude was already amiable in Wanxin's opinion.

"How many times is this your first time? From the look of you, you shouldn't be a new one, right?"

Wan Xin felt that such a calm person did not look like a newcomer.

Chuzheng: "..."

Disappointing you, I am.

Wanxin felt embarrassed when he didn't get an answer from Chuzheng, and muttered to himself: "I don't know what the next dungeon will be..."

While Wanxin was talking to himself, three more people appeared.

A long-haired man with pigtails, a thirteen- or fourteen-year-old female student, and a female white-collar worker wearing a business suit.

After these three people appeared, there was not much communication, except for Wan Xin, who was like a butterfly in front of the social media.

Including Chu Zheng, there are now seven people here.

"Everyone is here." A familiar voice sounded in the space, and then Mo Zhenzhen appeared in front of Chuzheng.

Mo Zhenzhen's eyes met Chu Zheng's, and the corners of his mouth twitched obviously.

Why did she come again so soon!

Mo Zhenzhen held back and said with a smile on his face: "I won't say much more, dear friends, come over and draw cards."

Wanxin clasped his hands together and prayed: "I hope I can get a good identity!"

No one else moved.

Chuzheng was closest to Mo Zhenzhen and took a step forward.

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