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On the way to Seth's residence, the game owner thought about many things.

What he wanted to know the most was who tampered with the controller—it seemed that the first to bear the brunt were Qiu Kuote and Ji Yuncheng.But the hunting ground boss has been wandering on the gray edge for many years, and he also has some understanding of the tricks that can only be used in secret.

He had an intuition that the other party didn't want the lives of Ji Yuncheng or Qiucourt.

...you know it was meant to be a hunt!Who can predict which side will win?

The behavior of the other party this time is more like a temptation——

If Ji Yuncheng and Qiucourt can defeat the shark, it means that they do have two brushes.But if they can't even deal with a single shark...then it wouldn't be a pity to die.

The owner of the hunting ground does not know who is behind this, but the hunting ground is his life's painstaking effort, and it is also his most successful industry.After this incident, the hunting ground is likely to be forced to "close its doors"

Now!

How could this not make him angry?

The hunting ground owner took a deep breath, took off the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, then took out a yellow capsule from his pocket, and stuffed it quietly in his palm.

The hem of his coat barely concealed the nipples on his waist.He passed through the crowd as if nothing had happened, and walked to the front of the settlement.

Seth's settlement was populated by civilians.The place wasn't comfortable, but it wasn't reduced to the level of a slum either.Most of them wore plain clothes and worked odd jobs in factories to get by. A few people were admitted to the core areas of the two wings of the base and became non-staff employees.

Like the oxygen supply system, the lighting system of the deep-sea base operates 24 hours a day.People shuttled between the low metal buildings with the sound of footsteps, walking in a hurry.

Those who were more modestly dressed looked flat and calm.And some people who have old creases in their clothes and have no chance to replace them, their faces are more common with tired and numb expressions.

It is not easy to maintain life in a deep sea base.The bigwigs at the top always do what they want, but the quality of life of the civilians changes with the conditions of the base.The deep-sea base has also experienced a crisis in which the supply of resources cannot keep up with the needs of the people. With the establishment of the outpost, the situation has improved.

However, by now, fewer and fewer people will express dissatisfaction.

After the deep sea base was built, people were sealed in this can like sardines.There is no sunshine, no sky, only endless dark blue or dark green water... Not everyone has the ability to fight, so most of the people here have never set foot on land since they were born.They have all gradually gotten used to this kind of life.

And those fighters who have gone out to sea, explored the land and the sky, once they stay in the base for a long time, they will feel that the base is unbearably suffocating-they need some way to "live" themselves .

When the contrast between these two groups grew larger...then the hunting grounds were born.

In the beginning, there were many people who were addicted to the atmosphere of the hunting ground.Later, the development of the hunting ground was out of control, the battles between people became darker and darker, the means of competition became more and more fierce, coupled with the habit of betting against each other at the opening...the hunting ground finally became a well-known black place .

It was Samuel who took the initiative to rectify the hunting ground that no one dared to control, which prevented the hunting ground from becoming a breeding ground for distortion and madness.

The owner of the hunting ground is very satisfied with the status quo after the rectification.He is willing to retreat from the owner of the hunting ground to a man who helps Samuel look after the ground.

But he will still maintain his hunting ground at all costs.

The gamekeeper went up the stairs, and after a walk, found Seth's door.

He looked around and found no one there.Neighbors are either sleeping or have left for work.

He reached out and rang the doorbell.

Some dilapidated doorbells were embedded in the yellow door panels. The loud electronic bells began to play crisp music, but after three syllables, it began to change its pitch as if drunk, and finally started to emit noises in a "sizzling" sound.

Hunting ground boss: "..."

Is Seth's salary white collar?Not even fixing a doorbell?

But the doorbell still seems to be working normally - it's a video doorbell, and the person inside the door can clearly see the image of the knocker through a screen.After the electronic bell screamed a few more times, the music stopped abruptly.

This is someone behind the door ringing the doorbell's answer button.

"...Seth." The owner of the hunting ground made his expression look as normal as possible, "How dare you skip work before your off-duty time? Don't you want this week's salary?"

"I'm sorry, boss." The person at the other end of the door was silent for a moment, and replied in a faintly panting voice, "I suddenly felt unwell, so I came back to take a rest. I promise that I can go to work normally tomorrow."

"Today's salary...you can deduct it first." The other party said softly, "I won't mind."

The game owner could hardly control his twisted facial muscles.

He really wanted to rush in and question Seth viciously about the controller, but now that the matter was still inconclusive and he had already caught the man, the game owner felt that he could be more patient.

"What disease do you have?" said the owner of the hunting ground. "I can help you apply for a medical test at the base."

The base opens free treatment opportunities to civilians every week, but the number of places is limited.If you can't grab a place, you can only go to see a doctor with expensive private doctors.

With the hunting ground owner's income and contacts, it is a trivial matter to get a spot.

But Seth refused.

"I think... I just have a cold. I'm cold all over and my head hurts. But it's really not a serious illness." The other person replied, "Maybe I've been too busy recently and I haven't had a good rest. Very Sorry, boss."

Gamekeepers are not the type to drive out employees.

But Seth—as his waiter, only willing to talk through the door when the boss came to visit in person, and refused to even ask the boss to come in—this in itself shows a big problem !

"...It's even more worrying when you say that." The owner of the hunting ground stared at the door and said, "It's always idle, so you let me in for a while?"

"..."

The door finally opened with a click.Seth showed half of his face from the shadow behind the door, and there was indeed some sickness on his face: "Please come in."

The hunting ground owner moved the corners of his lips a little stiffly, pressed his hat, and walked in.

Seth's room... everything looks fine.

The room was not big, and he tidied it neatly and refreshingly. There was even a bottle of orange-yellow eternal flowers on the table. The fresh and small flowers were closely connected together, like stars scattered among the branches.

...The gamekeeper remembers that this thing is worth a lot of money even in the trading house.It turned out that all the salary he sent to Seth was spent in this kind of place.

Seth noticed that the hunting ground owner had been staring at the flowers in the bottle—a smile appeared on his pale cheeks: "You think this bouquet of flowers is beautiful too, don't you? A friend of mine thinks so too."

The gamekeeper knew Seth's "friend," and he'd seen him a few times when the game was closing.He is a young man with light gray eyes, with a cool demeanor, but he has a good relationship with Seth.

"We'll talk about these trivial matters later." The hunting ground owner changed the topic, his brows gradually wrinkled, "I have something to ask you. Besides you, who else did you touch the controller before?"

"No." Seth lowered his eyes, as fragile as a teetering butterfly, "No one else has touched it."

"Then how did it fail?" The hunting ground owner moved closer, his tone was lowered, but the expression on his face became more severe, as if unmoved by Seth's weakness, "Can you tell me why? ?!"

"I really...don't know." Seth shook his head.

In fact, the owner of the hunting ground really wanted to use means to press him for the truth of the matter, but he had no evidence in hand.His suspicions alone couldn't really convict Seth.

In fact... as long as he grasps the right weakness, the hunting ground boss will naturally have a way to let Seth know everything and talk endlessly.But he has been washing his hands for a long time, and he doesn't want to make these unethical expressions again.

And Seth wobbled even when he was sitting, looking really sick.

What if this is just a coincidence?

Better to do more research first.

Anyway, Seth is here, and he can't get out of the deep sea base no matter what.It's not too late to ask after he has more information.

"Okay." The hunting ground owner glanced at Seth and said, "Then you rest today...we will talk about it tomorrow."

Seth seemed slightly relieved, and said with a smile, "Thank you boss."

This face is as gentle as ever when it smiles.Every time the hunting ground owner saw this smile, he felt that Seth was a rare open-hearted person in the base.He didn't believe that Seth would easily go astray, which is why he entrusted some important things to Seth for safekeeping.

If possible, the hunting ground owner really hoped that Seth would not disappoint him.

The hunting ground boss sighed, stood up and walked out the door.Seth also stood up, walked to his side, and wanted to open the door for him, but the white and slender hand had already stretched out——

I don't know if it's an illusion, but under the dark light, the skin on that hand is not as moist as human skin should be, but instead has a lifeless and dull color.

The hunting ground owner frowned, then turned his head and glanced in Seth's direction.

Everything works fine... nothing special seems to work.

At this moment, the communicator on the hunting ground owner's wrist rang, startling him.

"Hey, what are you doing?" The hunting ground owner picked it up a little angrily.

"Boss, something happened! Seth died—"

The staff's wailing and wolf howling sounded like thunder on the ground.

The hunting ground owner's back stiffened instantly.

He stared, turned his head quickly, and looked behind——

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