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The elevator only ran for a few minutes before Xuelu cut off the power.

Seeing two strong men screaming like chickens scrambling back to the first floor, Xuelu stepped out of the shadows, turned on the flashlight again, and investigated the "Mountain of People" on the basement floor.

Immediately found clues.

"551, do you think these are corpses?"

551 kept covering his eyes with his rabbit ears, and when Xuelu questioned him, he took away his ears with tears in his eyes, and took a closer look at the "sea of ​​people" in front of him.

It hiccupped in shock: "It seems, hiccup, isn't it?"

Soft skin, a healthy complexion, a clean face not even stained by blood.

These "crowds of people" stacked up like building blocks seem to be simply asleep, with their eyes closed and their faces peaceful.

As Xuelu breathes, they seem to be breathing one after another, and the rhythm is synchronized at a high rate, which makes Xuelu have a creepy guess in his heart——

These individuals are like a collective.

Just like a human being is made up of individual cells; this sea of ​​meat is made up of individual "physical bodies"...

Xuelu shuddered to dispel this ridiculous association.

The edge of the mountain of people is seven or eight meters outside the elevator. Holding a flashlight, he looked back and forth carefully twice, and concluded: "It's a living person."

but……

Naked and stacked arhats so tall, are they really still alive?

Most of the time of the copy stays at one moment, Xuelu can't draw any more conclusions, and prepares to go upstairs—the two surviving screaming chickens will return to the first floor, and will definitely report the scene on the first floor to others. It is useless for him to stay here.

It's just a coincidence that 551, who went to explore the way ahead, flew back in a hurry: "What's going on, the players are surrounding the stairs. What are they going to do, master, be careful!"

Xuelu gave it a soothing look, and slowly stepped up the stairs.

His gaze was on the players surrounding the stairs.

They have different looks, some are holding strange weapons, some are on guard and ready to run.Behind them are all kinds of goods piled up like a hill, thrown on the ground indiscriminately, without any meaning of cherishing.Those commodities seemed to be the ones that Xuelu and Uncle Zhang stuffed into the shopping cart crazily before they separated.

Xuelu raised her head arrogantly, and walked out of the stairs unhurriedly.Under the shadow of the salesperson's work hat, there is a pair of contemptuous and cold eyes: "The first basement floor is not open to the public, please... Dear customers, go to other areas to purchase."

His voice is nice, but when he rereads the words "Dear Customers", the player only feels a chilling air, coming and going by his side.

The surrounding players parted involuntarily, making way for Xuelu who was not looking sideways.

After walking for more than [-] meters, Xuelu let out a long and nervous breath after making sure that the players couldn't see the small movements: "I'm scared to death!"

551 also made a gesture of sitting up startled in a dying illness: "Scared me to death!"

"What are they doing there?" Xuelu gasped, "I thought they were going to attack me!"

He was terrified.

After all, in the hands of "advanced players", there is a high probability that there are props and equipment that can hurt NPCs.

During the internship, he had seen several seniors who pretended to be aggressive but were besieged. They were beaten up by high-level props. This kind of props or equipment was at least B-level or above, although they would not directly kill them like NPC props It's so ruthless, but hitting NPCs is also very painful.

551 comforted him: "It's just an E-level dungeon. Even if this group of players have B-level or higher items, they are still under-the-box items to save their lives, and they won't use them casually."

Xuelu also nodded: "551, help me monitor the spot. While they are focusing on the first basement floor, I will investigate the topography of the first floor."

"Roger that!"

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Xuelu was still thinking about how to use the "cheap rhinestone mirror" issued by the system.

Although it can only be used once, it is also a head.

He glanced at the system panel, and it showed that [Current Surviving Players] was 7.Except for the two newcomers at the door and the computer bag on the first basement floor, the other two should be written by Uncle Zhang.

Uncle Zhang is so good, Xuelu is happy and a little sad, and feels that he is a dish.Thinking of being surrounded by players just now, she was almost ashamed of being frightened, embarrassed and annoyed.

But he has always been quick to channel his emotions, and cheered himself up: "Brave Lulu, not afraid of difficulties! If you win the first kill, five kills are waiting!"

Xu Xuelu's eyes lit up as he thought of the bright future where he would get promoted and get rich, sit on the throne of the S-level dungeon boss, and scan the whole area with S-level equipment in his hand.

He looked at the stairs leading from the first floor to the second floor.

In regular shopping malls, there are many places to place mirrors.In the jewelry area, clothing area, beauty area, or on the wall waiting for the elevator, put a mirror to pass the time.But this hypermarket has only three floors and no elevators.The products have already been raided by the players, and the opportunity has been lost, so putting them in the product area is of little use.

Xuelu went straight to the bathroom.

"Su Xiaoqi" can't go to the men's restroom, but the women's restroom can.

He searched around and finally decided to keep the small mirror next to the hand sanitizer.After doing all this, just as he was about to go out, he heard continuous screams and hurried footsteps towards the toilet.

Xuelu opened a toilet cubicle casually and shut himself in.

I heard the two surviving girls on the second floor running staggeringly outside, "He, is that ghost still chasing him?"

"I don't know... let's find a place to hide first!"

A voice was crying: "This shopping mall is transparent everywhere, where can we hide! Wait, there is a toilet in front, let's go into the toilet!"

"You're crazy!" Another voice couldn't believe it. "In horror movies, the toilet is a must-death zone. You can't go to the toilet anywhere!"

Xuelu thought of the lonely little mirror next to the hand sanitizer, and felt cold.

I heard another girl: "The routine is the routine. There are only two NPCs in this dungeon, and they are both male. Let's go to the women's bathroom, it's absolutely safe!"

Xuelu thought of the conscientious little mirror next to the hand sanitizer, and thought there was something going on.

"No, you dare to bet your life? I think it's better to hide behind the bar over there!"

Xuelu thought of the small yellow mirror in the cabbage field next to the hand sanitizer, and thought it was cold.

"That's what you said," the girl said seriously, "What if the salesperson whose badge is 'Su Xiaoqi' is a big guy in women's clothing? Let me tell you, NPCs are very unconventional. They will do anything to confuse players. Come out!"

"It makes sense, I said that it is impossible to be a girl who is so beautiful!"

There was a "ding" in Xuelu's mind, indicating that the killing rule was triggered.At the same time, the NPC's "teleportation" function is activated, but even if it is not teleported, the killing rules will not stop being implemented.

Xuelu chose to push open the toilet cubicles slowly, walked out of the bathroom, and met two pairs of panicked eyes.

The two girls screamed and rushed in the opposite direction, and when they saw Uncle Zhang, who was chasing him with a kitchen knife behind his back, they hugged each other in fright.

The girl with the ponytail felt that she had nowhere to go, she gritted her teeth, took out a small delicate hollowed and carved bottle, and pulled out the stopper with one hand.The rich aroma burst out immediately, and the strong scents such as lavender and rose almost turned into substance.

The smell was too strong, too hot, and Xuelu had hallucinations in front of his eyes, as if there were seven or eight beautiful fairies flying towards him.They stepped on auspicious clouds and birds, carried flower baskets in their hands, wore jade jade on their heads, and smiled coquettishly.

At the same time, in the field of vision, the figures of the two girls who were hugging and crying just now disappeared without a trace.

Uncle Zhang has experience: "D-level props, Eight Immortals of the Other Shore! Its function is to force people into hallucinations and ignore the user for half a minute! Xiaoxue, don't be afraid, stand where you are and don't move!"

The eight fairies in front of them looked like the bustards of Hualou, they surrounded Xuelu with laughter.I have never been in contact with so many beautiful sisters in such a big age, so I closed my eyes severely in fright.The fairies' scent was so compelling that he almost lost his sense of smell due to the choking.

The difficult half minute passed, Xuelu was dizzy and couldn't tell the north from the south for a while: "Uncle Zhang... where are you..."

Uncle Zhang was terribly frightened by him, so he quickly helped him up: "Xiaoxue...I'm here...are you okay!"

Uncle Zhang thought that the female player didn't talk about martial arts and sneaked up on Xuelu, so he checked up and down nervously several times to make sure that there were no scratches on Xuelu's body, so he was relieved.

"Is this the power of D-level props?" Xuelu murmured, "It's terrible, it's terrible..."

Uncle Zhang comforted him: "It's okay, although the 'Eight Fairies of the Other Shore' is a permanent item, but the cooling time is 24 hours. In this copy, it is invalid."

Although the female player used props, another female player had already fallen to the ground in a pool of blood because she accidentally praised Xuelu's beauty.

Just as Xuelu opened his eyes and saw a mess of blood, he fainted again.Uncle Zhang thought that this delicate newcomer still had a good conscience, so he comforted him: "You don't have to feel guilty about the player's death...I'll tell you a secret, don't tell anyone else."

Normally, "I'll tell you a secret, don't tell anyone else" is almost equivalent to "I've told everyone else", Xuelu has zero interest.

But because he is a senior, he still pretended to be interested: "You say."

"I feel that after the player is killed by us, he is not dead at all."

Xuelu has never heard of this topic, he has become a little more energetic, interest +10.

Uncle Zhang saw the spirit of this young rookie with a conscience, and continued: "It was a long time ago. When I was also a rookie, I met a player. He is very strong and doesn't follow the routine. It is said that a certain player in the main city The second-in-command of the alliance has a great reputation. Several of our NPCs teamed up to trick him, but they didn't kill him. In the end, a senior used A-level props to kill him. So I was particularly impressed with him."

"and after?"

"On the last dungeon, a faction dungeon, we had a few NPC identities lurking in the player, and I ran into that player again. I thought he had an item that could be revived, so I asked about the previous thing on the sidelines. , it turned out that he seemed to have no previous memory, he said that he was a newcomer who had just entered the dungeon twice."

Xuelu tilted her head and thought for a while: "What does Uncle Zhang mean...?"

"I don't understand either, but it feels like players won't die so easily."

"Could it be twins?" Xuelu wondered, "Didn't the system say that the players on the 'nineteenth floor' are all people who died during their lifetime, and if they died on the nineteenth floor, they really died?"

Uncle Zhang shook his head: "I don't know, maybe you are right."

That's all for the pleasantries.

The female player used the Eight Immortals of the Other Shore to control two NPCs, but her companions were still dead—this point, after a little deliberation, can introduce the killing rules of "Su Xiaoqi" played by Xuelu.

And Uncle Zhang said that on the second floor, four people fought in a nest, and he took advantage of two heads, and "Zhang Wensheng"'s killing rules were also cracked.

Thinking about it, Xuelu called 551, and the fluffy dumpling flew over crookedly.

"Any clues?"

551 was dumbfounded: "It should be... yes?"

Xuelu frowned: "What do you mean there should be? Tell me what you saw after you separated us."

551 said that after Xuelu left, in order to explore the death rules of "Su Xiaoqi", the group of people forcibly tied up a young player and threw him down with a prop rope.

But strangely, the young player was very afraid of death at first, and he kept swearing, and within a minute of putting it down, he became honest.The other players thought he was dead, so they pulled the rope up. As a result, the young player was unscathed, but his attitude changed 1 degrees, and he did whatever he was asked to do.

Finding that the basement floor was not in danger, the players went down to explore, and quickly ran back to the first floor.Only the old players Jacket and Yingjie were not afraid, and they went up after exploring the basement for a long time.

"After the other people came up from the basement level, have their attitudes changed like that of the young player?"

"No." 551 shook his head.

551 continued, just now, a girl who went to the second floor came back crying, saying that she had cracked the killing rules of two NPCs.Now, players are discussing tactics enthusiastically.

"Have you listened carefully?" Xuelu was nervous, "Did the girl crack it right?"

"She wrote it on paper, and it's all right." 551 also lowered his rabbit ears nervously, "Master, what should we do, there are still six players left..."

"The further you go, the more difficult it will be," said Uncle Zhang, "Our rules have been exposed, so we have to find a way to prevent them from passing the customs."

——That is to rush ahead of the player and destroy the key props or key clues for the player to complete the dungeon mission.

-

The two exchanged information.

Uncle Zhang said that the second floor is normal.Half of it is the large home appliances area, common goods such as LCD TVs, washing machines, air conditioners, and wall-hung boilers.The other half is the clothing section, men's, women's, kids', some shoes; outdoor sporting goods, pet supplies, and toys.

The four players on the second floor were seriously looking for goods at first, and picked out some expensive goods, such as watches, trendy shoes, and someone even moved a computer.

In the end, for some reason, it seemed that a girl found a stack of "discount coupons" or "vouchers" and refused to give them to others. The four of them started fighting among themselves and asked him to pick up two heads for nothing.

"Others are not too special." Uncle Zhang recalled, "The second floor is not easy to hide because of the large size of the products and the larger gaps. Of course, because the dungeon is relatively old, whether it is the model of home appliances or the style of clothes , very old."

After listening to Xuelu's description of the horrifying scene of people piled up on the basement floor, Uncle Zhang became interested: "I guess the basement floor is the key area of ​​the dungeon, but it's a pity that the basement floor won't let me go, otherwise I can play with flowers."

Xuelu was a little sad again: "It's all my fault. I've shopped around twice, but I didn't find anything special."

"Not letting my master go to the basement floor is probably the reason for controlling the difficulty of the dungeon." Uncle Zhang's gold group wallet system comforted him, "Well, you have performed very well, and the number of eliminated players is about the same as my master. It’s just a little bit worse than my master.”

Jin Tuan Wallet's encouraging appearance is very cute, Xuelu hugged it touchingly and kissed: "Thank you."

551 turned pale from the side: "Master! How can you kiss another system!"

It danced in the air for several times: "My master hasn't kissed me yet! You, an outsider, took away my master's chastity! I can't accept it!"

Xuelu punched it down from the air: "Is the word chastity used like this!"

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Xuelu turned on the mute system, and the world became clean.

He looked at the smiling Uncle Zhang: "Then I will go to the first basement floor to investigate again?"

"No need," Uncle Zhang chuckled, "I thought of a good idea."

Xuelu followed Uncle Zhang curiously, seeing him turn left and right, and entered the radio room at the corner of the shopping mall on the first floor.

Different from the dilapidated tone of the entire shopping mall, the radio room was unexpectedly clean and tidy.Whether it's a fresh potted plant at the corner, or a spotless, blood-free desk, the sense of separation from the outside world is extremely heavy.

Xuelu noticed that behind the star posters hanging on the wall of the radio room, there was something sticking up, which was a doorknob.He knocked hard, and there was an echo from behind the wall, and there was indeed a room.It's a pity that there is a complicated lock hole under the door handle, which seems to need a key to open it.

Over there, Uncle Zhang checked the microphone and cleared his throat.

In the sky above the empty shopping mall, there was a radio that could not be ignored.

The voice was deep, hoarse, and very ordinary. It should be the voice of the public that passed by the ears without leaving an impression.But he was full of dead energy, and the malice dissipated in it, just hearing a few syllables made people feel uncomfortable all over and chilled down the back.

He said: "Attention all customers, the mall will close in half an hour... I repeat, the mall will close in half an hour. The mall will not be responsible for any safety issues after the mall is closed..."

Seeing the other end of the shopping mall where there was obviously commotion after Uncle Zhang turned off the microphone, Xue Lu was stunned by Xiu.

"Is this really okay... There are still nearly ten hours before their copy ends!"

Uncle Zhang's eyes are full of inscrutable: "Do you know when people's productivity and error rate are the strongest?"

"When?"

"When it's time to catch up with the deadline."