Ark Games [Unlimited]

Attention, you have passed the potential competition, this competition is the Ark district competition

Dreamland is about to open, 9:59 left

The system issued a 10-minute countdown. Seeing the pale face of the big man, Meng Yan walked over to Lin Manshu.

"Manshu, what does the regional competition mean?"

Lin Manshu replied, "It's similar to the city-level competition in the real world. If you can get a b-level or above, you can enter the provincial competition, then the domestic selection competition, and the international competition. At that time, the team will meet foreign teams. In the international competition They are the best of the best."

There are still many things Meng Yan doesn't understand, so he continued to ask, "What's the point of doing it like sports, just to win the game and become the management?"

"I don't know. It's not shown on TV. It's always been a secret. Only the favored ones who have passed the official dungeon are eligible to know. Seeing how desperate they are, the reward must be irresistible."

There was still plenty of time for the countdown, Meng Yan looked at the two fresh faces dripping with cold sweat, and said, "Then what's the matter with this small and difficult one?"

Lin Manshu's expression was the same as that of the two newcomers. "This is a very rare dungeon. Generally, for difficult dungeons, two or 30 people enter the game together. Do you understand why so many people are recruited?"

Meng Yan thought about Ruishen's attitude of not taking human life seriously, "Don't tell me..."

"Well, in high difficulty, people are consumables. For example, in the dungeon of Xiejiao Village before, it will not kill everyone in one go, but come one by one, so the more people participating in the dungeon, the more likely it is to survive. Bigger."

People are "consumables".

Meng Yan felt chills down his back at this argument.

At the same time, he also thought of Ruishen. He always felt that Ruishen was a very contradictory person. In the copy, he reminded himself to pay attention to safety, and let himself sleep with him on his pillow. The vague tenderness was not fake.

But he has no guilt for killing others, as if human life is a resource that can be thrown away.

Meng Yan's heart sank for a moment. Everyone has empathy. He didn't believe that some people were born indifferent to the death of their own kind.Ruishen will develop this kind of character, it is very likely related to his experience, how many difficult dungeons he has played...

Lin Manshu said that the observers are cold-blooded and ruthless monsters, and there seems to be a better explanation.

Because those captain-level gods have experienced too many copies, maybe they were good people like Meng Yan at the beginning, but as time goes by, the feelings of normal people will be wiped out.

Meng Yan also thought about it, if he met more scum like Lu Ren, would he help others without reservation...

He didn't know it himself.

Lin Manshu tugged at Meng Yan's sleeve, "So, this kind of small dungeon is more dangerous, not to mention there are only six people, and six people are the minimum number of dungeons."

Ruishen heard the two whispering, as if they were talking about the dungeon.

Obviously he is the one who knows more about the game, but Meng Yan doesn't ask him to talk, maybe he really hates himself.

The woman on the other side seemed to accept the fact, and said, "While there is still time, let me introduce myself."

"My name is Wang Jing, and I am good at using knives. This is my second match. I used to watch the show of the match before, but I didn't expect to encounter this kind of dungeon for the second time..."

The strong man sighed, "Who isn't? My name is Ning Yuan. I'm not good at anything, except my physical strength."

Meng Yan saw that the atmosphere was too dignified, so he smiled and said, "My name is Meng Yan, just like you."

"Nightmare?" Wang Jing frowned. Wasn't the team just now called Nightmare?

"Uh..." It seems that the team name is the same as the captain's name, which is a bit embarrassing.

"I am the captain of the Nightmare team, but it was an accident that I was able to build a team. I am not at the captain level." Meng Yan felt that it was better to be honest, lest his teammates have unrealistic expectations of him.

Sure enough, Wang Jing and Ning Yuan were not very happy when they heard this.

They thought they had thighs to hug.

"Wait, this name is familiar enough." Wang Jing closed her eyes and thought about it. Before anyone could speak, she was shocked and said, "Oh my god, the potential list is number one!"

It's thighs!Golden thighs!Those captains, did they have such a high score in the first potential match?

Everyone's mood was like riding a roller coaster with ups and downs.

"Lin Manshu, her specialty is... she has good physical fitness." The big beauty could see that the two newcomers wanted to rely on others. Although she herself relied on Meng Yan to survive, she still felt a little repulsed by them.

Ning Yuan smiled disdainfully, "Little sister, are you kidding, with your small body?"

Lin Manshu didn't explain, but just responded with a not-so-warm sneer.

She has a good relationship with Meng Yan, but she still has a sense of distance from strangers.

Ruishen didn't mention his identity, but just said his name. So far, only the last new face remained silent.

The man who had been standing silently in the corner finished wiping the knife, and then said briefly, "Zhao Jinfeng."

At first glance, Zhao Jinfeng's figure was very similar to Meng Yan's. He was about the same height and build, but Zhao Jinfeng's face was more mature.

Meng Yan glanced at him, thinking that the other party might have served as a soldier, or received some kind of training, because the standing posture and eyes are absolutely unique to human beings.

Lin Manshu is more aware of this point. Meng Yan is the type who does not stand or sit. He can lie on a rock and sleep for a day with a grass leaf in his mouth. The only feeling this man gives is stability.

After their introduction, the countdown officially reset to zero.

The semicircular silver mask was removed, and an antique hall came into view.

The six of them were in a large salesroom, surrounded by white smoke, following the smell of incense, they could see the altar that occupied the entire wall, filled with all kinds of incomprehensible statues of gods , fresh tributes are placed in front of each statue.

And kneeling under the altar was a middle-aged man.

He got up and patted his pants, and said kindly, "Okay, today's morning class is over, why don't you come to Master?"

The familiar feeling returned to Meng Yan, just like the moment he fell into the tricycle, strange memories flooded into his mind.

My identity in this dungeon is the Chuma Disciple enshrining the Chuma Immortal, and the one who speaks is their master, Hu Santong.

In jargon, this shop is called "Tangkou", and Meng Yan and other teammates are disciples of this Tangkou.

Hu Santong saw that his disciples were still not moving, he was stunned, and immediately blew his beard and stared, "Look at you, maggots are faster than your chrysalis, don't say you are from my Xianyuantang when you go out in the future!"

Wang Jing stepped forward to comfort her, "Master, don't be angry."

Meng Yan felt relieved when he saw it, his teammates would join in and cooperate with him, and his acting skills were just passable.

Only then did Hu Santong feel relieved, he stroked his beard and said, "Everyone is like a silly roe deer, how can I feel relieved to take you to pick up the work, Master?"

Ning Yuan chuckled, "Do you have a job?"

"That's not true." Hu Santong smacked his lips, "Big Shanzi, we guarantee that we will have nothing to worry about for a year!"

Having said that, he looked at the six apprentices with dissatisfaction, "Why are you still standing there? Pack up your things and go to meet the client with Master, hurry up!"

That's what it said, but Meng Yan and the others had nothing to clean up, and soon left Xianyuantang with Hu Santong.

It was only six o'clock in the morning, and the master got a few people out, and he was not in a hurry when he went out. Instead, he took the disciples to a roadside stall for breakfast.

Hu Santong took out a few pieces of paper and sat down on the stool very delicately, "I told you in advance that the client this time is not young, and I have never seen ordinary people like us, so don't be timid when the time comes, and tell Master shame."

Meng Yan nodded again and again, "I know Master, can you tell me what kind of job it is?"

After hearing this, Hu Santong stroked his beard, and said angrily, "Live your sons and grandchildren's longevity. I didn't expect that in modern society, there are still people who believe in this thing!"

It's really unexpected that Meng Yan's words came out of the mouth of a magic stick...

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