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"No...no! Damn it," the jacket swept across and kicked over the bench in the staff lounge, "Where can it be hidden?!"

One more location was excluded and the search continued to narrow.

Seven Zero One is really big.People can experience this when shopping, and it is especially obvious when you want to find something "precisely".

In addition to the wide commodity area, there are more small rooms where things can be hidden in the mall.

On the first floor there is a snack bar, bar counter, cold storage, bulk warehouse; on the second floor there is a staff lounge, a bunch of offices, a staff restaurant, and a home appliance warehouse.Of course, there is also a radio room, but because I am afraid of encountering NPCs, I will skip it for the time being.

It took another [-] minutes to search the appliance warehouse bit by bit, but still found nothing.

The face of the jacket was ashen, leaning on the wall for a short rest.

His face was very ugly.

To be precise, it has never been this bad.Although his physical fitness has declined in middle age, after many times of strengthening, he is walking sideways in low-level dungeons in terms of physical strength.

But now, his face is pale and bloodless, and his eyeballs are always twitching involuntarily, as if suffering from a serious illness.

There was another wave of tumbling, the jacket covered his mouth, and couldn't help retching, a lot of blood flowed from his fingers and dripped on the dark floor.He was dumbfounded, and then he vomited more violently, his stomach hurt so badly, it seemed that his internal organs were stirred by an iron rod, and they were about to vomit out together.

The two brawny screaming chickens were also in a bad state. For some reason, they had been feeling uncomfortable since just now, and they frequently felt sick.A strong man suppressed his fear: "Brother Wang, why are you vomiting blood? Are you okay?"

"I don't know where that dead woman slipped off to," the jacket spat blood on the ground, "It's useless!"

People are the clearest about the abnormalities in their own bodies.

Abnormalities start from the stomach and spread to the respiratory tract.The air passes through the nasal cavity, bringing out the sweet and greasy fragrance, but the body feels heavier and more empty with each breath, as if the flesh and blood are dissipating with the breath.

In a panic, the jacket glanced at the two players who had been following him.Even though the "Big Brother" face was torn, the two players still followed him tirelessly.He can understand, after all, during the rookie period, he also abandoned his self-esteem and hid behind the old players.

But now it seems that the two male players are in terrible condition.

Xu Shi has been in great fear, and they haven't realized it yet. Their eyes have already been dull, their breathing rate has become strange, and blood is gurgling from their noses and mouths.

The jacket made a decision in his heart, they only had an hour to live at most.

Six hours passed, and the dungeon entered the second half.Even though the mass deaths occurred in the first half hour, Jacket knew that there might not be one or two of the remaining six players in the end.

After a short break, the jacket withdrew its gaze from the male players and walked towards the office area on the second floor.

-

"So, you want Miss Ying's equipment," Jiang Qingrong concluded after listening to Uncle Zhang's description, "In exchange, you promise to let me pass the test?"

Uncle Zhang coughed: "You can't say it so absolutely, it just increases your pass rate to 99%."

Jiang Qingrong was noncommittal about this kind of word play, and she asked suspiciously: "This deal is beneficial to me, so I naturally agree. But... what is the use of your NPC's equipment?"

Jiang Qingrong was a little dizzy.

The NPC salesman "Zhang Wensheng", who was chasing her on the second floor a few hours ago, should be the opposite no matter how you look at it, is now making a deal with her with a smile on his face.

Xuelu didn't quite understand the situation, but he glared at people with the most ferocious eyes, and supported Uncle Zhang: "Don't ask if you shouldn't ask, just be obedient!"

"Oh..." Jiang Qingrong scratched her hair, "Then what is your plan?"

"Let's talk about your current knowledge of this dungeon first."

Jiang Qingrong nodded. This is an interview with a partner. She doesn't hide anything. After all, she has nothing to hide from NPCs: "I just figured it out a few minutes ago. This dungeon should have been attacked by some virus, and then the [-] After the shopping mall was built, the useless first basement floor has been used as an isolation place. The group downstairs, uh, 'Roshan' are the infected people who have been isolated. According to the idea of ​​this doomsday virus, the task let us find [the most precious It should be a vaccine. As for the players who have been to the first basement floor, they may have been infected by the virus."

"As expected of the player I'm looking for," Uncle Zhang smiled, "I've already guessed 10% of the truth."

For a moment, Jiang Qingrong couldn't tell whether the NPC was trying to praise her or hurt her.

Xuelu is very curious, Jiang Qingrong's deduction is well-founded, and the result is also very close, but it can't explain many things.

For example, why are infected people who have lost signs of life piled up here like a mountain of meat instead of being destroyed; why are infected people isolated, and the shopping mall is still a hellish silence.

"A vaccine has been developed and infected people have been quarantined—if it's so successful, why is the mall like this?"

"Su Xiaoqi", who had been silent all this time, raised a question, Jiang Qingrong looked at him in surprise, but Jiang Qingrong found that she couldn't explain this question based on her deduction.

Suddenly, a stack of discount coupons fell out of her pocket.

The red, green, and green cardboard fell all over the floor, and Xuelu picked it up before her: "It's only 199 when you reach 60? You're really picky."

"Su Xiaoqi" casually threw it to her indifferently, Jiang Qingrong carefully put it away and put it back in her pocket.For a moment, something flashed through her mind, but she didn't catch it.

"There are only three serums." Uncle Zhang opened the medicine box in front of her. "We will keep one intact as a reward for you. Of course, for you players, there is only...one serum left."

Immediately, Uncle Zhang pulled out two, one was mercilessly thrown on the ground, smashed to pieces, and the other was handed over to Jiang Qingrong.

After leaving the freezing environment, the body of the antibody serum vial quickly condensed into a layer of water mist. Jiang Qingrong knew that it would expire within a few minutes.

But other players, who don't know that serum needs to be stored at low temperature, will think it is [the most precious item].

Jiang Qingrong's heart sank again, this NPC is old and cunning, and the last little thought left in her heart was extinguished.She took the expired serum carefully: "You want me to drive them apart? Or, exchange this for Miss Ying's equipment?"

Uncle Zhang laughed loudly: "I don't care about the process, what you want to do has nothing to do with me, I just wait for your result."

Jiang Qingrong's eyes darkened again and again, she bit her lower lip, and solemnly put away the expired serum: "I hope you will keep your word."

Xuelu followed Uncle Zhang back to the broadcasting room in a daze, and as soon as the door closed, she couldn't help asking: "Uncle Zhang, why are you making a deal with her?"

Uncle Zhang's face was full of inscrutability: "Kids will understand after just looking at it."

551 thoughtfully explained: "This must be the senior's trick! Sowing dissension!"

Saying that, 551 looked at Jin Tuan Wallet, who looked away a little guilty.

Jin Tuan couldn't hold back, and lowered his voice next to Uncle Zhang's ear: "Last time... I found out... Are you okay?"

Uncle Zhang waved his hand indifferently: "How could it be such a coincidence that the bold will starve to death the timid, don't be afraid."

Xuelu didn't know what they were discussing, but felt that he had learned a lot.He took out his notebook and quickly jotted down a lot of notes. He suddenly remembered that Liu Haiyang hadn't been reported to his seniors yet: "By the way, Uncle Zhang, this dungeon is actually bound to an NPC. This is the first time I've seen it!"

Over there, Uncle Zhang and Jin Tuan were discussing something intensely, and then said "hmm" casually.

Thinking of the big tall guy who gave him a bad impression, Xuelu was not very happy, and scribbled and drew in his notebook: "Strange, that bound NPC disappeared again... Do you want to work seriously?"

-

After some detours, Jiang Qingrong found Sister Ying at the corner of the staff restaurant on the second floor.

It's just that the timing was unlucky, there was someone beside Sister Ying, and the two were talking.

Take a closer look, that big tall man of more than 1.9 meters is not Liu Haiyang!

Jiang Qingrong didn't know what the two of them were doing for a moment. One wouldn't let her go downstairs, while the other let her go downstairs. Isn't that an antagonistic relationship?Of course, looking at it now, Sister Ying's kindness must be greater than that of Liu Haiyang who let her go downstairs.

She hid behind the big basin of Dishui Guanyin and eavesdropped on what the two of them were up to.

"Cough...what did you take away on the first basement floor? Why are you still...cough, nothing happened?"

"I didn't do anything. I was just...thrown by you to the first basement floor to explore the way with my life, that's all. Unfortunately, you didn't expect at that time that this dungeon is not a supernatural dungeon, but a virus."

Jiang Qingrong suddenly realized: even if Sister Ying and the others didn't go to the first basement, they would still be infected by the virus brought out by Liu Haiyang.Only she stayed on the second floor the whole time and had no grudges with Liu Haiyang, so she escaped.

I heard Sister Ying's maniacal laugh: "The fate is not as good as the man's calculation... I am not wronged. If you come to me, you must not just say these things to me, right?"

Liu Haiyang smiled: "I just want to ask you a few questions."

"If you have something to say, hurry up and let your fart go."

"'Zhang Wensheng' or 'Su Xiaoqi', did they tell you anything?"

Few people call the NPC's name directly. Players usually call "ghost" or "NPC", so Sister Ying was stunned for a moment before realizing that the two names in his mouth referred to the two NPCs in the dungeon.

"No," Sister Ying sneered, "The NPC in this dungeon is purely BOSS type (killing type), and didn't give any clues. You have been following me, and it's not like you don't know."

"I don't mean clues," Liu Haiyang shook his head, "I mean something else. For example, did you ask for your equipment, buy your equipment, ask you to spend money to work your life?"

Sister Ying was at a loss: "Ah...? What do they want my equipment for? Can NPC use player's props?"

Sister Ying's blankness did not seem to be fake, Liu Haiyang stared at her carefully for a while, then smiled: "I see."

Over there, Jiang Qingrong broke out in a cold sweat.She covered her mouth tightly to keep from screaming, and shrank herself into a ball in horror: Why is the question Liu Haiyang asked Sister Ying so familiar? !Who the hell is he, and why did he know that the NPC found what he said?It's just that the person he was looking for was Miss Ying... Did he expect that he was eavesdropping and beating himself?

Countless guesses rushed into her mind, Jiang Qingrong trembled with fear, her intuition has always been sharp: this Liu Haiyang seems to be scarier than those two NPCs!

Fortunately, after Liu Haiyang asked Sister Ying, he turned around and left.When passing by the potted plant that Jiang Qingrong was hiding in, he snorted inexplicably, took out his pocket seemingly casually, threw out a round object, and rolled it to Jiang Qingrong's feet.

Like a glass ball.

What could a round thing be?Condensed bombs, sugar, eye...balls?

It was too dark around, Jiang Qingrong couldn't see what it was.But the alarm bells were ringing in her heart, she quickly closed her eyes, took off her coat and put it on her hands, and crawled towards the "glass ball".

After successfully catching it in her hand, she groped with her eyes closed, the elastic touch...

It's that eyeball!

Her excellent memory reminded her that when she first entered the dungeon, the newcomer staggered and knocked away something on the cashier counter in front of the NPC, it seemed to be this one!

Thinking of this, Jiang Qingrong gasped unbearably: she was just one eye away from death.

After calming down, Jiang Qingrong's mind was full of thoughts. She pinched her eyeballs in her pockets and walked towards Sister Ying.