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"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

"Shh..."

The assailant's strength was surprisingly strong, and he showed no mercy, Xuelu's forehead hit the ground hard, the pain made him dizzy, tears came out immediately.

The moment he was controlled, his mind went blank——

Who is so daring to attack NPCs?

To put it bluntly, in low-level dungeons, players' fear of NPCs can be said to be imprinted in their bones.The fear of life being toyed with applause made them stay away from NPCs.Don't talk about close contact, even chatting with NPCs to find out information, you are very careful, for fear of losing your life if you don't pay attention.

A senior player who hides his strength?Is it the jacket, or Miss Ying?

Seeing that he didn't resist anymore, the man picked him up with one hand and tied him to the only chair in the broadcasting room with a rope.

Xuelu was terrified: "551! Call 551! Damn, 551 was also arrested?!"

After calling for a long time without any movement, Xuelu realized that the mute had not been lifted, so he hurriedly lifted the mute.

Rabbit ears popped out from the darkness: "Master!!"

"What is he going to do to me!"

"What is he going to do to you!"

"Does this person have some awesome props to kill me!"

"Does this person have some awesome props to kill you!"

"..."

Seeing Xuelu staring at it and stopped talking, 551 became even more frightened: "Master, please speak up, are you okay!"

Xuelu turned on the mute system again, and decided to return the 551 to the original factory for repair if there was a copy.

The built-in chip has definitely been replaced by criminals with a repeater, it's useless!

Over there, after the man tied Xuelu to the stool with a climbing rope, he ignored him and turned around to look for the desk in the radio room.His movements are big, but not rude, and he restores the decorations on the table while looking for it. It can be seen that he is a veteran of finding clues.

In the darkness, with Xuelu's good night vision, he noticed that this person seemed... familiar?

He unmuted 551 and warned him to apply for a system change if he screamed again: "Go and see, can you recognize who he is?"

551 flew over cautiously, and flew back quickly: "It's Liu Haiyang! The one who was forcibly thrown into the basement by the jacket!"

Xuelu's hanging heart finally fell, thinking that it really is a player, or a rookie who was bullied by other old players!Heh, pretending to be so powerful, I will hang and beat you later!

It was as if it wasn't him but 551 who was hit just now.

It is estimated that time is urgent, fearing that other players will find out that something is wrong, so Liu Haiyang tied him in a hurry.Xuelu fiddled with his backhand, and the rope was untied.

He tiptoed to the back of Liu Haiyang, strangled his neck suddenly, fell backwards, and used his center of gravity to move down to strangle Liu Haiyang to the ground.Immediately afterwards, he picked up the stool that had tied him just now and threw it at Liu Haiyang.

The stool was made of iron and was very heavy. Liu Haiyang let out a muffled grunt when he was hit.

It's a pity that in this dungeon, Xuelu plays the role of a "salesperson", and the killing rules are relatively strict, so Liu Haiyang, who is a customer, cannot be directly violently removed.

He could only take advantage of Liu Haiyang's temporary inability to fight back, grab the rope just now, and tie Liu Haiyang up.

He still couldn't let go of his anger after tying it, so he tightened it several times, until the rope was strangled in his flesh, and he tied more than a dozen dead knots before he let out a sigh of relief.

After finishing all this, he took a few steps back in satisfaction and admired his work.

Liu Haiyang is more than 1.9 meters tall, with a standard strong body with wide shoulders and narrow waist, and he looks good.The sense of accomplishment of subduing such a powerful player is incomparable to the previous small fights.

551 Comments: "Master, this tortoise shell binding can score 100 points. I just posted it on the Tongyou circle, and more than a dozen systems have liked it."

Xuelu gave him an indescribable look: "Do you all have such a wide range of interests in your system?"

Accidentally exposed something, 551 changed the topic in time: "The master is too good, this kind of anti-killing plot is filmed and posted on the internal staff website, at least ten...ah no, one hundred thousand followers!"

Xuelu rubbed his nose and snorted triumphantly: "I don't even look at who I am, but I am a future elite who won this year's three good employees during the internship period!"

In the next second, he entered the scene: "Dear customer...you are disrespectful to the staff...are you ready to be punished...?"

That Liu Haiyang didn't show any fear, instead he smiled helplessly, as if tolerating a bad-tempered child.

Just when Xuelu became angry and was about to curse, Liu Haiyang said, "I'm sorry, I was wrong for thinking of you as a player before."

...?

Xuelu reacted: "I'll go, he's an NPC?! Impossible..."

551 was also dumbfounded: "Is he lying?"

Unexpectedly, Liu Haiyang explained in a very good temper, "I am an NPC. Can you let me go?"

The dialogue and interaction between NPC and the system will be blocked in the eyes of the players.Liu Haiyang could hear the conversation between Xuelu and 551, and Xuelu believed it a little.

"You said it was you?" Xuelu's eyes rolled around, "Please praise me first."

The killing rule of "Su Xiaoqi" is to praise her appearance, and all players know it.If he dare not boast, he must be a player.

Liu Haiyang smiled: "You are so cute."

Xuelu and Liu Haiyang stared wide-eyed for more than a minute, but Liu Haiyang was unharmed.

Not being killed by "Su Xiaoqi"'s killing rules makes sense... No, it doesn't make sense!

Xuelu couldn't believe it: "But...there are only two NPCs in this dungeon, how did you get in here?"

"I am the bound NPC of this instance."

Binding NPCs is usually only available in high-difficulty dungeons.One possibility is that the energy of the dungeon world is too strong, and the NPC was born by itself.Another possibility is that the high-level NPC got the "core" of the dungeon world and found a place to retire and settle down.

Xuelu untied Liu Haiyang suspiciously.Seeing the latter standing up and stretching his muscles and bones, the tall figure casting a shadow in the darkness, Xuelu was still full of doubts.

"Then...why didn't you join us, and came here behind our backs to find clues?"

And just bullied him!Xuelu is not ashamed to say this, he feels that it is embarrassing to bring up such a deed of being hanged and beaten by a dignified Mihao employee and a future star of the "Nineteenth Floor".

Liu Haiyang shrugged his shoulders without explaining.He changed the subject: "I didn't find the key to the secret door, is it with you?"

Knowing the man's keen insight into the purpose of coming to the broadcasting room, Xuelu could only nod: "Yes."

Liu Haiyang carefully lifted the poster in the radio room, without any damage, so as not to be able to disguise it later.After revealing the complete hidden door below, he took half a step back to make way for Xuelu.

The moment the door opened, an overwhelming cold air hit.This appears to be a freezer store.

Xuelu didn't expect it to be so cold behind the secret door, he was wearing the most common uniform of a salesman with short sleeves and shorts, and couldn't help but sneezed a little.Liu Haiyang took off his sports coat and put it on for him.

"you……"

This man is quite considerate.Xuelu looked at the man's well-shaped chest muscles with only short sleeves on, and felt a little embarrassed when he remembered how he tied him up just now.

"I'm sorry," he blinked, and his big beautiful eyes glanced up at him uneasily, "It hurt just now."

Xuelu is a whole head shorter than the man, at this moment, put away his guard, he looks so cute and cute.

This little NPC, a child taught by someone, is so cute, don't go out and be bullied by the players.Liu Haiyang's heart was soft, but thinking of the mission, he resisted the urge to give him equipment.

"I'm fine." He shook his head, "Hurry up and find clues while there are no players coming."

Thinking about the business, Xuelu commanded: "You go to guard the gate, I will go in and look for it myself. Don't come in... I will beat you if you come in!"

Seeing Xuelu waving his small fist fiercely, with an arrogant side, Liu Haiyang endured the unexplained throbbing, and walked to the door of the broadcasting room to guard without saying anything.

Seeing that Liu Haiyang didn't look like a troublemaker, Xuelu put aside his distrust for him for the time being, and hurried into the cold room.

There was no switch for the main lighting system in the freezer. The light source was only two rows of bright purple night lights on the wall, but it was enough.Xuelu clearly saw a table in the middle of the room, on which was a portable medicine box.

There is no password for the medicine box, and it opens by pushing the button, and there are three small medicine bottles inside.

Xuelu picked one up carefully, and shined a flashlight on the label on the bottle: "ANTI-SE-4...serum? What is SE-4, virus? Toxin?"

Throughout the investigation, there is no mention of "virus" or "toxin" anywhere in the [-] mall. When I saw this suddenly, I felt like I had gone to the wrong copy.

But judging from experience, it took so much effort to hide the three small potion bottles here, they must be the key props.

Intuition told him that this potion might have something to do with the "mountain of meat" in the basement.

So Xuelu directly took the small box away.The medicine box is the one with a built-in refrigeration system, so there is no need to worry about it failing within a short time after being taken out of the freezer.

Outside the window of the old-fashioned door of the broadcasting room, light flashed faintly.The orange-yellow light flickered, reflected in Liu Haiyang's icy eyes, adding a touch of warmth for no reason.

Liu Haiyang saw him come out carrying a box: "Have you got the antidote?"

"Ah?" Xuelu didn't expect Liu Haiyang to know what was inside, and then thought he was bound to an NPC, and felt relieved, "Well, what's the situation outside?"

"The players have realized that they have been cheated. They have flashlights and other light sources, and they continue to explore the map," Liu Haiyang said. "Leave as soon as they find something. It will be a matter of time before they find it."

The two hurried back to the scene, locked the door and went out.As soon as the door opened, she saw the jacket and a few players standing with their backs facing away from the toiletries, Xuelu was so frightened that he ran away.

Halfway through the run, he noticed that Liu Haiyang hadn't followed, and when he looked back, Liu Haiyang had returned to the players again.

"It still feels strange..." Xuelu murmured, "Is he really an NPC? But if he is not an NPC, why did he help me?"

551 scratched the rabbit's ears: "Master, don't think too much, maybe he is... um... forgetting friends when he sees sex! Ah, no, it's because of sex."

Xuelu thought that 551 not only had to check whether the chip was replaced by a repeater, but also checked whether the language system had been invaded by viruses.

If you have used less than five idioms along the way, it is useless.

Interrupted by 551, Xuelu doesn't care about Liu Haiyang anymore.He and Uncle Zhang agreed to meet at the first basement floor. Seeing that the large army of players had gone to the second floor to investigate, he made a detour and ran to the first basement floor.

Uncle Zhang threw a small enchantment prop on the stairs, and the two studied the potion box together.

Uncle Zhang said decisively: "Serum? According to the urine nature of the dungeon, there must be viruses in this dungeon."

Xuelu stood up thoughtfully, and looked at the "Human Mountain" in the darkness, where the snow-white light reflected under the flashlight.

It's not an illusion, the "Human Mountain" seems to be really breathing, and the frequency and amplitude are greater than the last time.

Just like people... the breathing range when awake is greater than when sleeping.

"They woke up..."

"What are you talking about?" Uncle Zhang patted the dirt on his body, "The decoration of the first basement floor is perfunctory enough, good guy, the floor tiles are not even paved, and my ass is ashamed!"

Suddenly, Uncle Zhang's eyes froze: "Someone broke my barrier!"

The two of them dodged together and hid in the blind spot under the handrail of the stairs.He heard a series of cautious footsteps, very light, it should be a woman.

551 screamed: "It has appeared! One of the must-have acts of death in horror movies: acting alone!"

The person showed his face.

It was Jiang Qingrong, the only survivor among the four people on the second floor.

"I remember her," Jin Tuan's purse was aroused with the desire to win, Jin Cancan's little face was full of arrogance, "If there is a way to hell, you don't go, if there is no way to heaven, you come here, see how I deal with you!"

"The words are used backwards." Xuelu reminded.I thought how the language system of the system is a virtue, could it be a virus or an infection?

"Oh," Jin Tuan said dryly, "Anyway, she came to the first floor to seek death! My master has props that work in the dark, just right!"

As he said that, Uncle Zhang was about to scare people, but Xuelu held him back: "Wait a minute... I want to see what she is doing here with her teammates behind her back."

-

In the darkness, all dark thoughts involuntarily breed and grow wildly.

Jiang Qingrong turned her expressionless eyes from left to right.

Jacket and Sister Ying didn't know what key clues they had found. After the private chat, they didn't care about other people's life or death, and searched for something indiscriminately.Two strong men screaming like chickens, like chickens, followed wherever they went.As for Liu Haiyang who "kindly reminded" her just now, after the shopping mall fell into darkness, he disappeared.

All along, Jiang Qingrong claimed to be a smart person.The clearance rate of the dungeons she walked through was below 10%, so that she quickly became famous in the circle of newcomers, and invitations from organizations of all sizes were soft.But she is not satisfied, her goal is the ending of "No Survival", to gild her reputation, and then...

The man's voice was faded and distorted by time, and it was as light as flying dust.

He said: "Don't make 'that wish'...don't..."

Jiang Qingrong rarely dreams.But every time she dreams, she will fall into the strange echoes, endless noise and disorderly characters, only this sentence is deeply imprinted in her mind.

which wish?

Jiang Qingrong didn't know.At first, her wish, like everyone else's, was "resurrection".The predecessors said that if you make a wish for "resurrection", you can leave the "nineteenth floor" and return to reality.

After a brief absence, Jiang Qingrong's vision returned to darkness.

Sister Ying didn't want her to go to the basement; but Liu Haiyang said that if she went to the basement, she would know everything.

She made a decision.

She had a hunch that she might be able to achieve that goal in this dungeon.

-

"Don't rely on the fire... to get up!"

In the harsh wind, a one-handed sword with ominous red light and inscriptions appeared out of thin air in the dark first floor of the basement, hunting.

551's eyeballs were about to pop out, and the "Ten Principles of Systematic Civilized Language" were all left behind: "I [beep]——! B-level weapons [not relying on fire, disability]! [beep beep——] this This, how could she have this!"

Judging from the information that appeared on the panel, this weapon was produced in the BOSS vault of the A-level dungeon "Bi Luotian".Because the item status is "disabled", it is rated as B.Theoretically speaking, if you encounter a strange fate, or find a way to repair it in a higher-level copy, you can steadily upgrade to A-level.

Such a brutal weapon can be said to be overkill for an E-level dungeon.

In the shadow of the sword, the sharp blade pierced into the flesh, and the stumps splashed everywhere. 551 hurriedly covered the eyes of his innocent and lovely master with rabbit ears, but soon 551's rabbit ears slipped down in a daze.

Xuelu slapped Fan 551 flying: "Fly away, don't block your sight. I'll go, what's going on...?"

The imagined scene did not come.

Like the riverside of hell, distorted limbs, torsos, and severed heads piled up peacefully and chaotically into a hill, and the air was lingering with a faint fragrance of diabolites—there was not even a drop of blood!

Instead of relying on the fire to open the way, the woman with the backlight walked step by step into the core of the basement floor "covered" by Roshan.

One layer, one layer, one layer... She seemed to be tireless, and the madness on her face became more and more distorted. She didn't stop panting until she hit the hard wall without relying on the fire, making the buzz of metal collision.

Looking back, she had already passed through the entire basement floor and reached the edge.And here there is nothing.No bosses, no hidden treasures.Just walls, like every normal big box store or every normal building comes across.

"Impossible...!" The woman yelled out of composure. She looked at the road of flesh and body that was forcibly broken like Moses dividing the river, and retched unbearably, "Impossible...I was deceived?"

Then, she realized another scary question.

No blood?

Not a drop of blood.Forged from the hardest thing in the world, the sword is as smooth as a mirror.

There was a retch in her throat, and she couldn't help throwing up while leaning against the wall.The faint light of the head-mounted miner's lamp allowed her to see that her vomit was actually black and smelly blood clots.

Before she could think about what was going on, another nausea came.The stench of blood overwhelmed all five senses, gushing uncontrollably from her throat, nose, and even eyes.

Blood?

She took it tremblingly, and scratched fiercely on her little finger.

The flesh of the little finger was cut open, but not a drop of blood came out.

Huge fear weighed on my heart, and the words of those people in my mind came and went.

"You only need to go to the basement floor and see for yourself, and you will understand."

She does get it.

But at the cost of cutting off the possibility of clearing the customs.

She tidied up her clothes, put away the fire, turned off the miner's lamp on her head, and left the first basement floor.

-

When the woman wreaked havoc on the first basement floor, Uncle Zhang and Xuelu had already moved to the first floor, hiding at the stairs to watch the show.

But what's interesting is that not long after, another player came out of the darkness and stood at the stairs in thought.

She seemed to have been following Sister Ying, but now she was struggling whether to continue following her.

"If I remember correctly, this is the survivor on the second floor? Is it called Jiang Qingrong?" Xuelu looked at Uncle Zhang uncertainly, "It's so strange to say that she survived by four people? I remember that players can't interact with each other. murderous, right?"

Uncle Zhang lovingly patted the innocent little colleague's head: "You can't kill each other. But you can use external force."

For example, with the help of NPC killing rules.Xuelu didn't know whether she understood or not, she just nodded and didn't ask in detail what happened on the second floor.

Immediately, he sighed worriedly: "It's so tiring to carry the medicine box...and it can't be received in the system space. If I knew it, I wouldn't have taken it out. I can't throw it around, and I can't be found by players."

Over there, Jiang Qingrong hesitated for a while at the stairs, then turned and left.

A strange light flashed in Uncle Zhang's eyes: "This player is interesting."

In the next second, he rushed out of the darkness, and the death energy rolled around him, grabbing the defenseless Jiang Qingrong.Before Jiang Qingrong was about to sacrifice her weapon to resist, she covered her mouth and dragged her to the stairs, motioning her to look down.

It was a scene of hell.Instead of flying in the fire, Sister Ying moved forward among the wreckage and severed limbs.

Jiang Qingrong's blood ran cold all over, and she couldn't believe her eyes: "Uh...uh!"

Uncle Zhang said in a charming voice: "Don't be afraid. You know my rules of killing. If I want to kill you, just tie you where you are for 3 minutes."

Jiang Qingrong was a little quieter, and asked doubts with her eyes.

"Hush, watch quietly. You are the smartest of all players..."

The commotion on the first basement floor calmed down, and Sister Ying left.Hearing the sound of resolute footsteps disappearing down the stairs leading to the second floor, Zhang Shucai let go of Jiang Qingrong's hand.

The young girl's eyes were full of shock: "What do you want to do with me?"

"Let's make a deal." Uncle Zhang's ordinary middle-aged face flashed strangely, "A win-win deal."