I was raised by the BOSS in the infinite copy

"They throw their own residents into the copy unscrupulously, but they are stingy with a key to the city, and hold this channel firmly in the palm of their hands. Only the elite among the elites have one on them." Fang Bing revealed With a slightly ironic smile, he, who is naturally proud, despises this so-called sin city from the bottom of his heart. If these people hadn't used opportunistic methods to take advantage of the rules, they would not have been taken seriously by him at all.

"We already know what you said." After a slight silence, the shadow in front of Fang Bing replied with an extremely harsh voice, just like the harsh sound of scratching glass with fingernails.

Fang Bing said: "I know that you have your own channels to get the keys of Vice City, but every key has a background. If you use the keys recklessly, it will be difficult to gain the trust there without enough explanation, but I am different. .”

Sure enough, the shadow in front of him fell silent.

This shows that there is drama.

Fang Bing continued, "I believe that with your abilities, you don't care about the trust of the people in Sin City, but what if Sin City is really holding hostages? Those who were used by them to death The aborigines shouldn't die with that pile of scum."

Shadow said slowly: "I can give you a chance, but we can't fully trust you."

Fang Bing breathed a sigh of relief, and he finally showed a slightly relaxed smile: "I understand, I need to prove myself with the results, you can put any control on me, if I betray, I will blow myself up."

The shadow fell silent again, it watched Fang Bing quietly.

It's like an abyss solidifying you, you can't see its face at all, it's pitch black inside, and you don't know how many terrifying things are hidden in the shadow.

Fang Bing maintained his composure. He had already seen many passers-by in the world, and experienced all kinds of dangerous situations, but he still felt a pressure in front of this shadow.

Even if it is the most powerful boss he has ever seen, it seems that it is not as good as the one in front of him.

He thought that a level breaker like himself could more or less reach the middle and high levels of the dungeon, but only now did he feel that he had underestimated.

He may have just touched the threshold of the dungeon.

And the one in front of you, let’s call it Shadow, this Mr. Shadow is not even the top boss, Fang Bing guessed that it should be at most a higher level than the general level, similar to the little director inside the system level?

And like it, there are not many of them in this dungeon.

At least, the existence Fang Bing saw that turned everything into paper was stronger than the current one.

At this time, Fang Bing felt an unspeakable despair in his heart. If this was the case, then there was no possibility of clearing the so-called infinite dungeon.

But what he didn't know was that the BOSS in the original dungeon world was not what it is now, as if most of the aborigines living in the original dungeon were like ordinary people, and the BOSS was slightly stronger than ordinary people, just changed. It's just a little bit different.

In fact, as long as they are caught, it is easy to deal with, because those bosses were ordinary people before, and they are more ignorant than anyone else when they encounter sudden changes.

He didn't even know how he died, and he would be ridiculed by passersby——

This boss is too easy to kill!

In the beginning, many such small copies just disappeared.

It is converted into points one by one and becomes the suffix of the passers-by. The passers-by with higher points will be more valued. When they return to their original world, the points will be given back to their original world.

For example, some worlds are already lingering, and they can live on for a while after taking a breath of points.

Civilizations that are about to perish can have the strength to find out a branch line and start a new civilization.

As for the level breakers who come back, there will naturally be countless benefits. Most worlds are relatively generous to the level breakers in their own world. Of course, this depends on the mutual help between the level breakers and their own world. It can't help oneself, but becomes a big burden, then the world will find a way to destroy these passers-by.

Therefore, even if most passers return to their own world after clearing the level, they will not be able to sit back and enjoy everything. When they find that they return to their own world, they might as well be free in the dungeon and be subject to rules and regulations. Many passers-by are not happy with the constraints.

But the resistance was ineffective. Many passers-by had torn face off with their old clubs, but they were suppressed by force. Instead of dying in the dungeon, they died in their own homes. This is very ironic.

This kind of thing happens a lot, and the passers-by are naturally vigilant. After all, in order to continue to live, some worlds send the residents of their own worlds to "duplicate" more than once. Their own world, but after all, they are passers-by who have successfully cleared the level, and their level of contact is deeper than that of ordinary people, so some passers-by use special methods to leak this information.

And even those ordinary people know it, they don’t understand what it means. For example, some things are ordinary and ordinary in the original world, until they are selected as passers-by, and in the copy, those ordinary things are big. Shining light, it turned out to be a prop in the dungeon.

And it also hides the death warning of the previous generation of passers-by.

After all, everyone is a level breaker, and after knowing that they will be killed by their own world after clearing the level, it is still a bird level!But if it doesn’t work out, it won’t work. If it doesn’t work out, how can you benefit from it?

Those who break through the level are still very excited about those benefits, but they are really aggrieved when they think of such a hard work, and they will have to do this when they come back.

Some passers-by thought of a trick, they wanted to remove the entire dungeon.

I'm under your control in the real world, but you can't control me in the dungeon, right?

They first moved some small copies, such as small bookstores, small shops, and small farms. After experiencing various failures, they finally had a few successful examples.

After summing up the experience,

This group of passers-by made a big deal, and they moved the entire city away.

Many passers-by who were originally from other worlds did not return to their own world, and stayed directly in this city that only belonged to the passers-by, and they were still under control when they returned. How could they be free here? Pretty, the words are nice, and they like it here very much.

Ironically, Vice City wasn't called Vice City back then.

It's called the City of Dreams.

Now the first batch of old people in Sin City also used this name, it was the kind that not only outsiders would laugh at it, but even their own people would laugh at it.

So the old man stopped barking, but felt a little melancholy in his heart, why did it become like this?

However, if you think about it, you will know that this group of completely unrestrained guys has created a territory that is completely free from any restrictions and belongs only to the passers-by. However, the truly honest and hard-working passers-by still cannot give up on their families , have returned to their own world to retire, they are willing to be restrained, and they don't find it difficult.

What is really envious of this place is knowing what kind of virtue you are, knowing that you are not allowed in the world, and you will definitely be sanctioned when you go back, so you urgently need a place that will not be restrained——

One, exhibition, sky, sex!

Of course, not all the passers-by are such evil forces. For example, there are a few people among the first group of people who built this city. Their original intention is that they just want to build their own homeland. These three words can be seen.

Some of them really thought it was fun, what kind of dream city, creating a world that only belonged to them, sounded so beautiful and romantic—then these idiots were naturally eliminated.

As the saying goes, a mouse droppings ruined a pot of porridge.

There are no truly innocent people who stay in the sin city now.

They not only indulged their nature in their own city, they also created countless disasters for the world stored in Sin City. They were simply existences like great devil kings, and they almost tossed a world that seemed to be still full of vitality.

This frightened the other worlds. Not only did they strictly guard against the passers-by who remained in their own world, but they also dared not send the kind of passers-by who tended to be group and positive, because that city was originally a group of passers-by Holding a group, it finally became it.

It seems that the truth that unity is powerful is not only known by humans, but also by the world.

Not many people know this history, even if they know the current Sin City, but few people know the inside story of its development.

But this time, Beining City's fishing nets caught many people from Sin City, and some of them were old people from Sin City. After all, the bait of Beining City was the most attractive to those who had tasted the sweetness.

They know a lot of inside information, they are even willing to be insiders, and they are eager to express themselves.

But the people on the BOSS side think they are too dirty and careless.

Even undercover agents want to pick someone who is more pleasing to the eye.

Although they are all level breakers, their hands are stained with the blood of the aborigines for these dungeon bosses, but to pass the level for survival is completely incomparable with the level breakers who pass the level purely for fun.

To put it bluntly, some passers-by don’t know anything, but they are just other people’s tools. You can guide them to the right path through teaching.

After all, the BOSS doesn't want to completely kill all the passers-by. Killing is only a bad idea, and attacking the heart is the best policy.

Everyone has gone through World War II and was led by a great existence to win the battle.Why was it that at that time, with the support of the United States, the sons' party with foreign guns and cannons could not beat the farmer's son soldiers who used local methods to make local guns and cannons in the peasant fields?

It is estimated that those sons and gangs will not be able to understand why they will beat them into the ground until they are finally defeated.

Even peasant soldiers did not believe it.

In fact, it's still people's hearts.

The most unbelievable thing is that the people's soldiers are the only ones who can surrender without killing, and some prisoners are even treated better than soldiers.

There were even many devils who stayed here after being captured, completely taking over this place as their home.

If you randomly ask an aborigine to answer the question of the passerby, why can you win?

It is estimated that there is only one answer - because we have Marx.

It was as if Fang Bing was waiting for various means of control to be implanted in his body, but the shadow in front of him didn't continue to ask.

It didn't seem to doubt Fang Bing's heart, but said: "We will not plant any means on you that will harm you. This is the lowest and most incompetent means. For you and me, death is not terrible. So death can only control the impotent and cowardly."

Fang Bing was completely stunned.

He listened to the shadow and said: "You have to prove that you are very simple, and then we will arrange for you to take lessons with other passers."

Attend class?

Fang Bing thought there was something wrong with his ears.

Then he saw the shadow, still unable to see the whole picture clearly, exuding a terrifying aura, but the words he said were extremely inconsistent with his temperament: "Study hard."

Fang Bing: "..." God damn it, study hard!

Shadow felt that he had finished speaking, and then he was about to get up and leave. Fang Bing finally couldn't help it, and asked aloud: "Why?"

Shadow looked at Fang Bing silently again.

But Fang Bing was no longer afraid, he stared at the shadow eagerly, hoping to get an answer.

Shadow said in a natural tone: "If you insist on having such a thing on your body, I can't satisfy you." Then it was like the tone of a parent telling a child: "But the class still has to be attended, so take it well, If you fail, you may die."

Fang Bing: "..." Yes, this is unlimited.

Shadow waited for a while, confirmed that Fang Bing had no new questions, and nodded with satisfaction.

It was almost time for him to get off work, and he really didn't want to continue to discuss the mentally handicapped question "Why are you being so nice to me" with this passer-by.

No one can make him work overtime, no one can.

As a former civil servant and the current Shadow BOSS, even if he regained his previous job at this time, his resentment towards overtime work still persists to this day.

The shadow came out, and the monitoring room was outside, where Ice Cream was sitting with a thoughtful expression on his face.

Ice Cream was arranged here by Captain Zeng. He once told the shadow why he stayed, and also told Fang Bing's sudden feelings for him. He can be a help.

After Ice Cream finished speaking, he waited for the shadow to arrange work for himself, whether it was to gain Fang Bing's trust, or to get the words out of his mouth, he could do it.

Then the shadow just pondered for a while, looked at him for a while, and then said: "Um... so troublesome."

Ice Cream was stunned, Ice Cream was hit, and Ice Cream closed itself.

shadow:"……"

Seeing that the little paper man in front of him was about to flood the golden mountain, the shadow could only let him watch from here, to see how he dealt with these passers-by.

Although Ice Cream has a relatively simple personality and a simple mind, but fortunately, he is relatively stubborn and willing to dedicate himself. He does not talk about methods, but only sincerity. In fact, he is a good seed.

Shadow has not brought newcomers for a long time, and his hands are itchy, so he decided to teach Ice Cream as a civil servant.

Take his shift so he can retire early, perfect!

The shadow looked encouragingly at the ice cream, although his face was dark and he couldn't see anything.

Ice Cream finally finished thinking about it, and then looked up at the shadow, a little shy: "Did I overdo it?"

Shadow said: "Your method is indeed useful, but it cannot be popularized, because it can only be used on this one level-breaker. We have to waste so much energy to deal with one level-breaker, so what about the other level-breakers? Just kill them all." gone?"

Ice Cream couldn't help but widen his eyes. In his mind, being able to control a passer-by is already quite a feat. Is it better than nothing?And it was himself who sacrificed.

Unexpectedly, the angle raised by the shadow is completely different.

He suddenly realized something.

Shadow patted him on the shoulder: "Amplify the layout a little bit, you can't just focus on one passer-by. It's good for you to have this idea, and it's not wrong to want to contribute a part of yourself." Then he began to turn around: "But, it's not advisable for you to put everything in one basket. If the eggs in this basket are broken, won't you lose everything?"

Ice cream was a little disappointed at first, then felt an inexplicable sense of relief, and then relaxed, but it was a kind of excitement, a kind of gratitude.

He wanted to cry again, but it wasn't the kind of aggrieved and uncomfortable crying before.

His tears fell, but he was relieved, bowed to the shadow and said, "I see, thank you."

"Don't be in a hurry to thank me, I think you are a good little comrade." Shadow's voice was slightly smiling: "Since you want to influence the passers-by so much, I have a job as a teaching assistant, do you want to come?"

"Then, I still have some undercover skills. Do you want to learn from me?"

Ice Cream only felt a turning point, and his whole body was ignited again, but he was no longer helpless, only lonely and courageous.

He turned towards the shadow and said loudly, "Yes!"

Of the three paper figurines, ice cream seems to be the most useless. At the beginning, it carried the symbol of a lump of feces on its back, as if it was doomed for his future. Later, Zeng Xiangwei stretched out his hand and added two strokes on his back.

Turned into ice cream.

At that time, Ice Cream looked at Zeng Xiangwei and thought in his heart, although he had transformed into his appearance, the two had completely different personalities. He was so timid and crying, how could he match?Yearning but lost again.

But by mistake, he, a paper man with the appearance of Zeng Xiangwei, entered the system with Zeng Xiangwei instead.

Even if the future is not like that of Zeng Xiangwei, it is estimated that it will not be so bad.

Perhaps the fate of the paper figurine is already doomed from the very first moment it sees a person.

Hiding in the shadow of the paper city, sometimes reckless and sometimes mischievous, the "Guiming" paper figurine is always looking at the sky, wondering what he is thinking.

It seems to reflect the naive heart under the appearance of Guiming's good boy.

Bi Fangfang is working diligently as a postman on a bicycle.

It seems to reflect Bi Yufang's enthusiasm and humble heart under his indifferent appearance.

At this time, a group of passers-by are arranged to study Marxist courses and receive ideological and political education. They will usher in the best time, and it is also a period when the three views are completely subverted.

At the same time, the same group of young bosses were also selected, ready to enter the sin city together with the passers-by to rescue the original residents of the sin city.

The name Guiming was mentioned repeatedly.

With Guiming's recent performance and strength, it is obviously sufficient.

Moreover, although Guiming's own strength still has a question mark, he is obviously the kind of kid with a relatively clear mind. With him around, he can also calm down other young bosses.

However, the conditions are allowed, but psychologically, the parents can't get over the hurdle in their hearts.

He was so young, he never left home, how could he go so far, what if something happened?

These worries, these worries.

It's really frustrating for these big bosses who can shake the entire dungeon by stepping out casually.

What should the child do when he grows up? What should the child do if he wants to go out?

Woo woo woo, I can't bear it.

But reluctant to return, if Gui Ming, who has always known nothing, might just spoil and pretend and get by.

Anyway, he doesn't know, wait for us to take down the world, and then tell him: Boy, this country is the world that grandma laid down for you!

You can walk sideways from now on!

But now Guiming knows everything, and he is working hard to adapt to the completely different world. Although the parents didn't say anything, they are distressed and proud in their hearts.

Woohoo, you are indeed our good boy, you are so proud of us!

After experiencing such a big world upheaval, I can quickly adjust to it, and try my best to overcome my inner fear, to be friends with ghost classmates and zombie roommates.

Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

And everyone still has an inexplicable sense of guilt, especially grandma, who is afraid to face Zai Zai... I am afraid that Zai Zai will blame them for cheating him.

But Zai Zai didn't say a word, and relied on his own efforts to overcome various difficulties. Even though he had no ability, he still relied on his IQ and personal charm to convince other bastards.

What a relief!

The parents usually secretly suck the cubs together and have a great time.

I can't wait to see everyone boast about how good my cub is.

It's a pity that I am too proud on weekdays, and now I will taste my retribution.

Zai Zai is getting better and better, so good that he wants to spread his wings and fly out of the protective circle of the parents.

All the parents were stunned, panicked and bewildered.

I can't wait to turn into Erkang and roar no!

However, despite all kinds of reluctance psychologically, the parents also know that Mingzi's wings cannot be really cut off.

So everyone can only face the list with pain in their hearts, unable to write down, and finally secretly hope that other people can sign on that list, so that it has nothing to do with him.

As a result, the final list was passed around, but no one signed it.

Neither can sign, nor sign can not.

Parents: "..."

Okay, you don't talk about Wude.

It is absolutely impossible not to sign, and in the end one by one struggled to put their names on it.

It feels like there is an empty piece in my heart, which is very uncomfortable.

Although the last place on the list has finally been passed, these young bosses will be sent to learn how to make the passers-by think they are passers-by.

And the time when the quota passed happened to be within the two days Gui Ming set for himself.

Guiming had a preliminary communication with Xuying, and both parties got a satisfactory answer. However, he still needs to suppress great joy and great sorrow recently, after all, his power is still not fully controlled.

Why do you feel like you're having a heart attack?

Guiming frowned and opened the door, just as Teacher Zhang came to him and informed him that he was going to study.

When Guiming heard it, his face didn't react. He had some vague expectations about it, as if he had a feeling that it had already happened in his mind for everything that happened.

He asked Mr. Zhang: "Is there any wolfberry?"

Teacher Zhang:"?"

Guiming sighed, "I think I need to drink more wolfberry recently to keep my body healthy."

Thinking of Guiming's cold and self-isolation in the hotel two days ago, Teacher Zhang raised his eyebrows and said, "Wait." Then he went to get two packs of goji berries and a thermos cup of the same style as him .

Guiming held the thermos, feeling an indescribably strange feeling.

Teacher Zhang said: "From now on, make a cup of hot water every day."

Guiming was holding the thermos cup, suddenly curious, and couldn't help asking Teacher Zhang: "Mr. Zhang, what do you think every time you hold the thermos cup and drink water?"

Teacher Zhang was also holding the thermos at this time, he looked up at Gui Ming, and the corner of his mouth twitched: "I'm trying to persuade myself to be calm, it's not worth being angry for you little bastards."

really!

Guiming didn't dare to continue asking.

He was afraid that the fire would burn himself.

After receiving the notice, I will go to a school in Beining City to attend classes the next day.

Really, you have to go to class in school, and you have to go to class to do tasks during the holidays. Is this the suffering of students?

Every student is an angel with broken wings in the previous life... Guiming held the thermos, thinking wildly.

He was in the same car as Xiang Fazhou and Bi Yufang, and when he got out of the car, he saw Zeng Xiangwei in the second car.

All are acquaintances.

Everyone greeted briefly, and sat down among the teachers they had been assigned.

It is rather rare to give them people, who turned out to be passers-by.

These young bosses couldn't help but look at the passers-by curiously. Even though they had been greeted in advance, but being watched by so many ferocious bosses, the passers-by still felt a lot of pressure, and felt that their voices were shaking slightly. trembling.

Mom, why is he here!

Of course, leaving is impossible. If you stay here, you will be facing the BOSS brat. Although it is cruel, at least it will not hurt you. After you leave, it will not be so. There are all ruthless big BOSS outside, maybe you will be treated as prey pick it up and eat it,

The passer tremblingly gave lessons to this group of bosses. Although he had already had various wonderful experiences during this period of time, this time it can still be regarded as refreshing his cognition again.

In particular, he also saw Gui Ming in this group of bosses. Unfortunately, this passer-by was captured from the paper city, so he naturally recognized this boss who brought him many psychological shadows.

If Guiming said one more sentence: "Squat down and hold your head."

The passer-by would likely kneel down and hug his head reflexively.

Every time he glanced at Guiming, he was careful, feeling the killing intent in the air.

Passer: Life is so hard, woo woo woo!

Of course, Guiming didn’t recognize this passer-by, and he even liked this passer-by a little bit, because he thought this passer-by had a pretty good temper, was patient (didn’t dare to be impatient), feared that they wouldn’t be able to understand many things, and would repeat them over and over again.

And he didn't cover up his evil deeds, he just revealed everything to them, including his own thoughts.

Especially my own thoughts, because every time I talk about this, many young bosses will raise their hands and ask many questions.

The passer-by answered patiently every time, and those questions were actually quite sharp, such as asking him: "When you killed those aborigines, didn't you feel a little unbearable in your heart?"

The passer-by said: "Actually, I didn't think so much when I killed it, because everyone did it. But when I think about it now, I feel torment from time to time."

Gui Ming didn't understand what the passers-by were thinking at first, but after listening to the passers-by's expressionless analysis of himself, he understood a little bit.

To put it bluntly, the camps are different.

Understanding is understanding, and if you really encounter it, you will not be merciful.

Soon, the short and interesting level-breaker teaching was over.

Then they will go to Bac Ninh Station and take the train.

In fact, the train itself is a movable copy, similar to the role of the school bus, but it transports more people.

They will be placed in a safe copy with all kinds of weird codes and names, and then they will be scattered into the team of passers-by around them.

For example, Gui Ming joined Fang Bing's team.

Fang Bing: "..." Fate is beyond words.

The first batch of passers-by will take the lead. They will contact the people in Sin City and express their intention to defect. After the contact, and after a short assessment, someone will guide them into Sin City.

But Fang Bing, who has a certain reputation in himself, is exempted from the assessment.

You can go in directly.

Fang Bing was not nervous about this process, but he was nervous about the bosses who were stuffed into his team—especially Gui Ming.

Fang Bing will never forget the white line that turns everything into paper, and most of it may be made by this young man.

Including their group of passers-by who were led into the big trap was also the work of this boy.

Why didn't the person who stuffed it in tell him that he would stuff it in so hard?

He wasn't worried about the accidents of these bosses, he was worried that they would be upset, not to mention the leveling of Sin City, and even take them away.

Who is going to make sense of this?

Fang Bing was so nervous that his palms were sweaty, but fortunately he was wearing leather gloves, so he couldn't tell.

What they arrived at this time was a copy of Sin City, where the aborigines were controlled, and the disobedient ones were killed.

The person who connected did not dare to be presumptuous in front of Fang Bing, because Beining City did not let a passerby escape, all these people thought they were breaking through, and did not know that they were solved.

When I saw Fang Bing, I wondered why he didn't go to the copy in Beining City, but Fang Bing just found a reason and gave it away.

Then that person didn't ask any more questions. Passengers generally hate being asked because everyone has a secret.

Fang Bing's reputation is not very good. He is a cold-blooded and arrogant person. Anyone who disobeys him or makes him unhappy will be dealt with.

The people on the street have a good temper in front of Fang Bing, and Fang Bing's subordinates dare not be too presumptuous, but they don't intend to let Fang Bing take everyone there, although the reason is that there are not enough keys, so they can only take ten people. , but everyone knows that this is to guard against Fang Bing.

Fang Bing didn't say anything, he just said ten or ten, and then left a few people, and one of them was the boss who was stuffed in.

Alas, this copy is in danger.

In fact, when Fang Bing and the others came here, they had no intention of letting the dungeon continue to be controlled by the passers-by.

Guiming followed Fang Bing and the others and used the key to the sinful city.

The key felt different to him.

He can feel that there is power from other worlds inside, as if he will be suppressed to a certain extent in that world?

Xu Ying's response to him seemed to be a sigh of relief, which was just enough to delay the time.

Otherwise, it will be like taking a big tonic every day, and it will hardly be able to withstand it.

Although it won't explode and die, it is getting more and more difficult to compress all the power to the extreme, into such a small body as Guiming.

When it is really impossible to restrain, Guiming will swell into a huge but empty existence because he cannot stabilize his body.

His own consciousness may also go dormant until he fully accepts it all.

But this sleep is not a day or two, it may be 10 years, a million years.

But who can be blamed?Blame the people of this world for working too hard?

Guiming received the message from Xuying and thought he would become weaker, but it turned out that he was too strong?

This kind of trouble is really...

Good Versailles.

Although the process of communication between him and Xuying seems to be very long, but in the real world, it only took a moment. It looks like Guiming is holding the key and was stunned. .

Fang Bing looked at him nervously.

Guiming felt it, and gave him a comforting smile, and then followed everyone to use the key together.

This time, perhaps because he really merged deeper with the phantom, he clearly felt that his body was compressed to the extreme, growing into a strip, and leaping towards a certain place at the speed of light.

It seemed that several dimensions had been crossed. For a few moments, he felt himself being squashed, compressed into a singularity, then suddenly expanded to infinity, and finally returned to normal size.

Then came to a slightly narrow world.

Yes, it's narrow, and Guiming feels aggrieved that the ceiling is not as high as his own, so that he can't lift his head up.

Not only that, Guiming found that he seemed to be able to remember this coordinate point, even if he didn't use the key next time, he could come here again.