Thriller Trainee

The night in the deep mountains was so dark that the sky and the earth turned into one color.

The mountains in the distance are vast, and the woods are waving their teeth and claws in the dark night, like ghosts rising from the ground.

There is no moon tonight.

The firelight reflected on everyone's face, and each face was visible in the burning fire.

The wind was a bit strong at night, so we all sat together. Although our backs were cold, there was a fire in front of us, so it was still warm.

In this terrifying dungeon atmosphere, no one could sleep, and no one dared to sleep. For a moment, they lowered their heads and looked at the sky. Zong Jiu deliberately chose a location far away from Zhuge An.

In the silence, someone broke the silence, "Why don't we chat, it's scary to be so quiet all the time."

"Let's talk, what should we talk about?" A voice answered immediately.

"Hey, what the hell is this main mission? If it's to protect a village, wouldn't we consider the mission failed now?"

"No, this is a protection mission. As long as one villager survives, it will be considered a pass."

The C-class old man sitting in front of the fire said, "There are seven days in total, and this is only the first day. I suggest waiting until the sixth day to see how many people can survive in the village, and then we can focus on protecting those few people."

The heat wave followed the tongue of fire and licked people's faces, and everyone was relatively speechless for a while.

Although the method C-level just mentioned is not very humane, it is indeed a good idea.

They are not like Anthony's team that is quite capable. In such a nearly S-level difficulty dungeon, it is good that the mid-level and low-level trainees can protect themselves. If they want to protect NPCs, they are really powerless.

"Anyway, there are still six days left, so there's no rush."

Zong Jiu moved his frozen hands, "We must first find out what happened in this village, so that we can have a clue about how to protect it."

He spoke, and everyone agreed.

"Then why don't we exchange information with each other?"

The white-haired young man nodded, "When the village chief's son came over just now, the bowl was filled with soil and meat."

It was obviously impossible for Zong Jiu to be the only one to notice such an obvious scene.

Immediately, a trainee raised his hand, "I saw it. I also found that after he left, some villagers picked up the things he knocked over and ate them."

Xu Su racked his brains, "That red soil looks a little familiar to me."

"Ah! I remembered it. When I was collecting firewood, I went to take a look at the slope farther away. There was a place behind the village that seemed to be separated by an earth wall. The soil there seemed to be the same color as the bowl."

When he said this, he also recalled, "I seem to have seen it too. Is there a temple behind the earth wall? Unfortunately, the sky had darkened at that time, so I couldn't see it clearly."

Zongjiu frowned inwardly.

He thought of the temple and the Yinpo mentioned by the village chief just now, and he paid more attention to it.

It's a pity that the dungeon has only started a few hours ago. They will have to stay here for six days, and the information they can get in total is limited. Everyone discussed it for a few minutes, but found that many of them did not fall into place, and the topic began to drift away.

Night always inspires people's desire to chat.

After chatting for a while, not only did the atmosphere improve, but everyone also felt more sympathetic to each other.

Zongjiu suggested at the right time: "Why don't we all talk about what we were doing in reality before."

From beginning to end, he controlled the rhythm of the conversation without leaving any trace, just as he guided the audience's attention from his hands to his head on the stage.

This topic opened the switch of everyone's memory.

According to Zhuge An, because of the interference of the main system, the survivors will not take the initiative to think about their previous experiences in reality. But as long as someone mentions it, this part of the memory will be temporarily unblocked.

Others didn't notice this at all. At most, when Zong Jiu mentioned this topic, they just lamented that time passed so fast, as if their previous lives were separated by a layer of frosted glass, making it difficult to remember.

"Oh, I'm just an ordinary graduate, still looking for a job. I caught the subway on my first day at work, but I was dragged here as soon as I left the house."

Except for Zhuge An and Xu Sen, a C-level old man, the rest of the team that did not pay for food were all newcomers.

Everyone started chatting and pouring out their grievances to each other.

"It's almost the same. I was holding books in the office and getting ready to teach students. When I turned around, I was at the trainee dormitory."

"Who wouldn't be? The social worker finally took an annual leave and wanted to stay at home and play games for a day. When he woke up, he found that the world had changed."

"Don't mention it. I was still at the wedding. I just knelt down with the ring and when I looked up, the bride turned into a burly man in the same dormitory."

Another person said bitterly, eliciting good-natured laughter.

The barrage also stayed up late with them, turning on the late-night emotion mode.

[Why did it switch to the late-night channel all of a sudden? In fact, human beings are really strange. The more they are in a favorable environment, the more they rot. When they are full of adversity and despair, they are full of light and hope.]

[Yes, before entering the infinite loop, I felt that living was really meaningless. On the contrary, after entering, I realized that life is really rare... Alas, who knows when I will die in the next copy? ? 】

[These newcomers are so leisurely and relaxed, but really, I have been in Infinite Loop for so long, and it seems that I have basically never talked about this kind of problem]

[+1, It’s hard to even survive. Every day I think about how to become stronger. It’s so sad. As we were chatting like this, I suddenly realized that I couldn’t seem to remember what normal people’s lives were like... It shouldn’t be like us who are on tenterhooks every day. Even if we are not in the horror dungeon, we will still be there as long as there is a little noise. Wake up with a fright]

After chatting for a while, Xu Sen was clearly touched by the two old men, and even Zhuge An relaxed a little.

Zongjiu lowered his head and moved his fingers, and suddenly he heard someone bring the topic to him.

"Speaking of which, where is Ninth Brother? What did Ninth Brother do in reality before?"

"Oh, me."

The white-haired young man didn't even raise his head, "Don't you all know?"

【What do you know? Could this white-haired man really be a magician? Horrified.jpg】

[Holy shit, put a magician into the casino, me? ? ? 】

[Finally I know why he won all the way... I thought magician was just a title he gave himself, but I didn't expect his real profession is this! 】

After Las Vegas, the name of magician Zong Jiu is known to everyone.

In the infinite loop, generally only people whose strength is recognized by everyone will be given titles. For those big guys who have been famous for a long time, people often don't call them by their first names. For example, The Exorcist, Azan in Black, The Son...and so on.

Although Zong Jiu is still only a C-level player, no one dares to underestimate him after he harvested a million chips in a casino. Many people were even betting on whether he would be directly promoted after the dungeon ended.

Hearing this, others exclaimed, "Wow, Brother Jiu, were you really a magician before?"

"yes."

Zong Jiu said nonchalantly: "A third-rate magician who happens to learn cards is nothing to mention."

Normally, Zongjiu would not have said these words. But today I may have gotten more interested. Anyway, it’s just irrelevant information, so it’s not a bad idea to build relationships with newcomers like them.

"Brother Ninth is humble." They complimented one after another, "At first, everyone thought you were the God of Gamblers, but they didn't expect you to be a magician. You can make a fortune under the nose of the dealer in purple, and you can also make No. 1 automatically fold. This skill is said to be amazing. It’s no exaggeration to say that he’s a magic master, he’s so awesome.”

Zong Jiu smiled and said nothing.

"It should be dawn soon."

Xu Su squatted on the ground, added some firewood to the firewood pile in the middle, and sat back on the ground holding his knees.

"Speaking of which, did the main system say that all trainees can only live a hundred lives?"

Xu Sen nodded: "Yes."

One hundred, that means that only S-level and high-level A-level can survive. It is understandable that the conditions are harsh.

Seeing that everyone's atmosphere suddenly became dull again, Xu Sen rubbed his head and said, "Don't think too much, everyone. Although we old people didn't think so much when we signed up, now we are all on the pirate ship and can't get off halfway. "

"Besides, we have been in an infinite loop for too long... Unless we can become a being like Boss Zhuge, survivors with intermediate strength like us will have to be on tenterhooks every time we enter the terrifying dungeon, for fear of I won’t be able to come back one day.”

Zhuge An, who was sitting by the fire, raised his eyes and glanced at him. Xu Sen was so frightened that he thought he had offended the boss with his rash words. As a result, the other party said nothing and quickly lowered his eyes.

Xu Sen smiled bitterly and decided to finish his sentence: "Participating in this competition, whether dead or alive, it would be good to have a result."

Zongjiu moved his fingers for a moment.

Although he is a mole, he does not directly conflict with ordinary trainees in this copy.

If you can successfully complete the main mission in the end and still have time to spare, it doesn't hurt to help these people.

The white-haired young man thought, raised his head and looked at the center of the firewood.

"Brother Xu is right, don't destroy your prestige."

Xu Su quickly came out to liven up the atmosphere, "Why don't we discuss what wishes everyone would make if they got the ten thousand year wishing coupon. Anyway, it's reasonable to dream at night."

[No matter when and where, human beings have the right to dream.jpg]

This topic is quite interesting, and the dullness around the fire is gone.

Everyone began to think seriously.

Someone laughed, "If you can really make a wish, of course it would be to make yourself invincible."

"Perhaps you can make a wish and clear the infinite loop directly? Or you can become a survivor."

"I should make a wish to get the most powerful item, or never have to join the horror dungeon. It would be better to get out of the control of the main system."

Not only the trainees, but also the people in the live broadcast room have begun to join in the dreaming process.

[That must be invincible in the world! ! Isn’t it great to step on ghosts and punch the main system? 】

[I want to make a wish to bring my lover back. He gave me the chance to live in the dungeon, so no matter how sad I am now, I have to live with him. I can’t die, I’m afraid he will be angry]

[Hug the lady upstairs, 555]

[Hug +1]

[If I can really make a wish, let me get the Book of the Dead (crying loudly), I also want to talk to my dead comrades]

...

Zongjiu noticed that these people were really what Zhuge An said. None of them realized that they could return to their original real world by making a wish.

The main system has blurred this part of their active memory, and as long as no one reminds them, they won't even remember where they came from.

Zong Jiu crossed his arms on the spot and thought about this topic seriously.

He is different from everyone in front of him, no, or everyone in this world.

The survivors in the infinite loop are all unlucky ones who were pulled in from the real world by the main system.

But Zongjiu is not. He is a book-threader.

For other people, the real world is the real world, but for Zongjiu, the real world of survivors is not the real world where he once was a magic master.

Everything in the infinite loop world is just an ordinary online novel in his world. If Zongjiu hadn't expected that he would travel through the book, knowing the plot would definitely be his biggest golden finger.

Thinking about it this way, it is easy to deduce that Zong Jiu's original world should be more advanced than the world of traveling through books. So even if Zongjiu wishes on the wishing ticket to go back, the system will not send him back to the world he once lived in despite the fact that he was sent to this world.

But...it doesn't matter if I can't go back.

Zongjiu has little memory of his original world. Even if the main system's magical power is powerful enough to allow him to go back, he will not choose to go back.

The horror copy is extremely terrifying in the eyes of others, but in front of Zong Jiu, who rarely has emotional fluctuations, it is nothing, and even full of fun.

He liked the feeling of walking on the edge of a dangerous knife. I also like such a grand stage.

So when others asked about him, Zongjiu fooled one casually.

His hand has been cured. Now it is not an exaggeration to say that he has no desires and needs. He might as well benefit the masses.

"If I can really get the wishing ticket, I should make a wish to let everyone get out of the infinite loop."

There was silence.

By the time Zongjiu realized something was wrong, everyone around the fire was already looking at him like a mountain standing still.

Not to mention people like Xu Su and Xu Sen, even Zhuge An, who had always had nothing to do with himself, looked at him with extremely complicated eyes.

To be honest, when it comes to the Ten Thousand Years Wishing Coupon in this situation, it means it’s fun anyway, and everyone’s first thought, without exception, is to benefit themselves. Unexpectedly, Zongjiu directly gave an answer that benefited everyone and elevated the entire ideology.

To put it bluntly, it is like Joan of Arc who descended among the barbarians in France. Her thoughts are not on the same level, but it allows people to directly feel the difference.

The barrages were all shocked and speechless.

[Holy shit, shit, this answer, shit! 】

[My God... I am so awe-inspiring, this level of thought is really not on the same level]

[I really can’t tell that the magician is such a noble person. I’m sorry. I apologize for my true feelings for him before.]

[Apology +1, from now on I will be a fan of magicians]

[Yes, please make sure he debuts in C position! ! I've wanted to get out of this crappy place for a long time! We were liberated when he debuted, go to the magician, mommy loves you]

【+10086】

Everyone thinks of themselves, but he thinks of everyone else. What a noble sentiment!

Everyone around the fire was speechless, and it took a long time for them to react.

They looked at Zong Jiu and took a deep breath: "Come on, we believe you can defeat the devil and ascend to the No. 1 throne! Lead us out of here!"

Zongjiu: "...?"