Monster Collector [Unlimited]

It was early in the morning when we came to the cemetery, and the fog was extremely thick. Looking out from the car window, we could only vaguely see the spiers of a few tombstones.

At the gate of the cemetery, the three of them got out of the car and walked up the stairs along the mountain road. As far as the eye could see, it was all milky white.

When the assistant got out of the car, he planned to help the boss, but he saw Du Ya jumping up first, murmuring while supporting the man, and immediately rushed to the front to lead the way, caringly leaving them a private space.

However, the real scene is definitely not the money master and the little lover, but Du Ya's hard work in flickering in order to gain freedom.

Last night, Xie Changli felt a burning sensation on his arm, and as expected, a 24-hour red countdown appeared on his arm, urging him to prepare for the next task as soon as possible.

Perhaps it is this personal skill that really discourages many high-level VIPs. The two tasks that can be selected are randomly assigned, rather than called by customers.

There are no names given for the two optional missions, and there are only two pictures: one is endless dark blue, and the other is black and white separated in half.

As an excellent employee, his next promotional documentary has also been released early, announcing his two choices to the world.

So since last night, he has received many olive branches from unions in his employee handbook.

Du Ya picked and choosed the invitation from the free labor union in the employee handbook: "Don't look at this union as an old brand, it has only been a middle-level one for so many years, and there is not much prospect of going there."

"I remember," Xie Changli said slowly, "He Xiaotong's mob is the lower-level union of this company."

Du Ya: "So she cooks!"

Xie Changli: "But the terms given are the loosest and most generous."

"It's so rich to bring you a dungeon, isn't it just that a few people just happened to get that blue option!" Du Ya frowned, "I'm telling you that this definitely has ulterior motives."

To be precise, the most lucrative terms given by the free people should be the optional items every month, not dungeons.

Xie Changli thought about it, and continued, "I also think the blue one is pretty good."

"Don't go," Du Ya really eagerly promoted: "My predictive ability tells me that black and white is the best! This is my intuition, I won't lie to you!"

Xie Changli: "The result you predicted in the last dungeon?"

Du Ya hesitated immediately: "...Good luck."

Xie Changli didn't need to say much, Du Ya already wanted to find a hole to bury himself in the cemetery.

No, he still has to be a little self-aware, his IQ can't compete with brother Xie's fun!

"It's just ahead." The assistant stopped.

This is a lonely tomb on the top of the mountain. The tombstone has been blown by wind and rain for many years, making it dusty, and a small piece of the top is missing. It is indescribably desolate.

Xie Changli stepped forward, gently put down a bouquet of white perfume lilies, and remained silent for a long time at the tombstone.

The result of the investigation is that he bought the tombstone eight years ago, and the owner of the cemetery can't remember the specifics. Even who the tombstone stands for, he only knows that it is a young man, and his name has been lost in time. .

This was certainly not normal, as the man he remembered was never mentioned in the Infinity Service lore.

Death is multi-step, first the death of the sex, then the funeral, and finally the fading of memory.

If he hadn't spelled out a piece of memory from the shattered dream, perhaps, the existence of some people would be erased forever by the gods.

After standing for a long time, the assistant wanted to remind his boss to go down the mountain, but was a little surprised when he looked up at the boss.

An unspeakable grief appeared on the face of that beloved of God.The surface is still a layer of ice, but in fact, the bottom is already billowing with waves and raging fire.

Countless speculations emerged in his mind. The assistant glanced at Du Ya who was still looking around without realizing it, and he couldn't help but feel a little sympathy in his eyes: It is difficult for a living person to compete with a dead person, not to mention that this may be the relationship between Bai Yueguang and the substitute .

Turning his head, the assistant persuaded in a low voice: "Is it your ex-boyfriend? The deceased has passed away, the boss' condolences."

"No." Xie Changli replied.

The assistant was at a loss, and Du Ya almost couldn't laugh out loud: How could a ruthless person like Brother Xie fall in love?

Xie Changli took out a handkerchief, stepped forward a few steps and half knelt in front of the tombstone, and gently wiped off the dust on it: "It's my deceased husband."

There were two gasps of air from behind.

The dust was gradually peeled off, Xie Changli reached out to touch it, and felt the depression under his fingers.

It was a mark carved by him himself, and it reads: the tomb of her late husband Xia Shen

He softly called out the once famous but now lost name: "Xia Shen."

"Xia Shen." The vice president waited for a long time, and when he saw the dungeon, he greeted him with a smile, "How did you relax this time?"

The person who came out of the passage was tall, with black hair and black eyes, handsome and sharp, like a precious sword that had not been drawn into its sheath.

"I didn't find it." The man said calmly, "I'll go back in two months."

This god of killing is the face of their union, the vice president can only nod: "Okay."

Immediately, he hurriedly called the healer in the union to come forward. The black windbreaker could not see the blood clearly, but when Xia Shen came out, there was a bloody smell. I don't know how long he had been fighting in this cemetery called the meat grinder. He must have hurt himself all over again as before.

After all, the graveyard instance is the only instance where logging out doesn't repair wounds.

Can't you stop going crazy!

The vice president felt sorry but helpless.

Xia Shen was picked up by their president at the teleportation exit of the cemetery mission.

At that time, Xia Shen's employee handbook was blank. There was no faction, no union, no personal skills, only one name, and the mental value had been cleared. He couldn't remember anything, except for his obsession with the dungeon of the cemetery.

However, the other party has no material desires and is also extremely powerful, leading their small guild all the way to the middle level, there is no disadvantage except that they have to enter the dungeon every few months to die.

Although the other party basically doesn't care about anything, the vice president will still try his best to tell people all the key news: "There is another new thing in the past few days. Another person is on the outstanding employee list, and he is actually a newcomer who just became a full-time employee. , personal skills are also very powerful, the rule level 100% successful containment skills!"

Xia Shen's eyes wandered, apparently not listening to anything.

The vice president has long been used to it. He pulled out the photo of the man turning his head under the blood moon in the documentary, and turned it in front of Xia Shen: "Please remember this one, Xie Changli, who is very scheming. When you meet him, don't worry about it." careful."

After he finished speaking, he planned to take back the photo, but found that the pillar of his family who had been icy all this time suddenly reached out, took the photo, and stared at it without blinking.

The vice president became nervous. This reaction...does he want to fight with the newcomers?

Xia Shen couldn't take his eyes off: "Give me a copy."

Vice President: "Calm down, our president thinks it's better to win over this newcomer than to snipe him."

"No," Xia Shen paid a little attention, "I think he's cute."

Vice president:!

He couldn't tell whether it was more frightening if his mainstay wanted to fight against a dark horse, or if his mainstay actually wanted to pick up a dark horse.

Roadside stall union.

Zhao Qing was still caught in the shocking news he got that night——

"Crazy, what do you mean?"

"His Majesty actually appeared at the trade union resident on the second day after the final challenge was successful, covered in blood. He said that he wanted to save a person, the one who was walking with him."

"Your Majesty is not..."

"He has always acted alone, and it should be the last challenge to tamper with his memory. We tried to dissuade him, but His Majesty was very firm, so he left to find a way to bring people back from the dead." Yan Yao said in a low tone, " Moreover, he left a word for us before he left."

"what?"

"Be careful, don't look for me."

"So you're not going this time? What if..."

"We have gone to find it many times. There are many things named Xie Changli with the same face, or NPCs in the dungeon, or bosses, and there are also players."

Zhao Qing had a premonition: "Is there something wrong with the person I'm looking for?"

"Yes, there are no bones left."

"There are no bones left." Zhao Qing stood in front of the confinement room, unconsciously repeating this sentence.

He is now in a tunnel covered with blue crystals, countless imprints are connected into a network, and a golden light flashes from time to time, suppressing all the swaying forces from the abyss.

At the end of the road is the confinement room of their roadside stall union, with a narrow iron black door and only a small window.

The order camp obeys the power and transforms itself into a monster in order to survive, while the rebel camp controls the power and always fights against the dark self.

Therefore, every trade union in the rebel camp has such a confinement room for the out-of-control marginals, suppressing the darkness by various means and calling for reason.

slam-la-

The iron chain was dragged on the ground, and a beautiful face with indistinguishable sex appeared at the small window, with blond curly hair hanging down, an iron bite stopper buckled on the face, a black belt wrapped around the back of the head, ice blue eyes like It's a storm brewing.

"Zhao Qing." He said, his voice hoarse due to the symptoms of madness throughout the night, "The president told you the stupid truth, didn't he?"

Zhao Qing was a little apprehensive about the elder in the guild: "Brother Qiao, the guild leader said that person might be a trap, you are too emotional, you'd better calm down in the confinement room for a while, and let me follow and monitor."

"Hehehe," Qiao Meng laughed softly, "Do you think I'm crazy too?"

The iron chains binding his hands and feet rattled: "Your Majesty cannot be crazy, he must be waiting for us..."

Zhao Qing: "But two veterans have already been sacrificed, and it is difficult to be the president!"

"I can recognize His Majesty, so," Jomont looked at him, there seemed to be a whirlpool in his ice blue eyes, "let me out."

Zhao Qing's willpower and his hypnosis kept going back and forth: "No..."

But his hand was placed on the button to open the cage little by little-the iron-black door rose, and the man walked out dragging the chain, moving his wrist, and the iron chain broke inch by inch.

Zhao Qing suddenly woke up, took a step back, and assumed a vigilant posture: "Brother Qiao!"

Chomon ignored the others, but raised his head, showing a fanatical smile, and drew a crescent pattern on his chest: "Your Majesty, your most loyal eagle dog is about to welcome your restoration."

"However," the storm in Qiao Meng's eyes became more and more intense, and the tip of his tongue licked his thin lips, "if anyone dares to use His Majesty's glory..."

Ding-dong-

Zhao Qing's employee handbook lit up, and it was sent by the president.

He couldn't resist Qiao Meng at all, and the other party easily saw the message: "Xie Changli refuses the freeman and other trade union olive branches."

Freedom Labor Union, high-level conference room.

Standing on the stage, He Xiaotong was forced to ask several questions about Xie Changli, exhausted physically and mentally: "Xie Changli is a lone wolf, and he will not easily agree to join the union."

"Don't talk too much, you have to try it to know."

"The conditions we gave are very generous. He is being targeted by the company. He must need our help."

"Xiaotong, don't give up when you encounter difficulties."

He Xiaotong: ...

Fuck you, if you have the ability, you can be lobbyists yourself!

At this moment, another collective announcement from the company resounded in the conference room: "Excellent employee Xie Changli publicly announced his withdrawal from the order camp."

The atmosphere in the entire conference room suddenly became solemn, and He Xiaotong was equally unbelievable: publicly withdraw from the camp of order? !This is simply a slap in the face of the order camp!

"His personal skills cannot fall into the hands of the rebel camp. We all know that he can house monsterized examiners. So, can he house the top elites of our camp?"

"This possibility cannot be ruled out. If he is used by the rebel camp to snipe our single elite..."

"Tianyan has issued a killing order to clean up the traitors."

"Our free labor union has more information about Xie Changli, why don't we take over the task?"

"Let He Ping and Ding Hu be the golden pair."

The following discussion was not for He Xiaotong to listen to. She was taken away from the meeting room, feeling worried and regretful.

If she had known that brother Xie would be sniped, she would never have revealed the news all at once.In this situation, the free labor unions, and even higher-level trade unions from the order camp will target Xie Changli and try to kill him.

She gritted her teeth and secretly sent a message to Xie Changli: "Brother Xie, our trade union sent two people to kill you, and they respectively..."

And Xie Changli at the center of the storm was still choosing between two tasks.

Du Ya looked at the sniper orders from the order camp that kept popping up and trembled: "Brother, your public withdrawal is really slapping the order camp in the face. They will definitely fight you forever."

Xie Changli pointed at the black and white card, seeming to have an inclination: "It's not that you said that the free labor union is not authentic."

Du Ya looked serious: "That's right, avoid them and enter the black and white books!"

He knew this was a high-level VIP, and it was definitely an excellent opportunity for him to get rid of the big devil and gain freedom!Not to be missed!

Xie Changli shook his head, and under Du Ya's shocked gaze, he selected the blue card with a click, and the countdown to the teleportation began.

Du Ya was shocked, his voice trembling: "Aren't you not going to join the rebel camp?"

Xie Changli nodded: "Yes."

Du Ya despaired: "Then why did you choose this book!"

Xie Changli gave him a meaningful look: "Because Erwuzi is by my side."

Du Ya:!

An invitation letter fell from the sky, Xie Changli received it in his hand, and opened it——

"Dear Infinity Services, Inc.:

The scientific research submarine Deep Blue Light urgently needs six staff members, and needs to conduct research in the extreme arctic ice cap, thousands of miles deep sea for a month. "