Thriller Trainee

[Hahahahaha, famous scene! 】

【The scene I am most looking forward to is here! Looking at their expressions, everyone is dumbfounded]

[I will never say that their expressions are those of me who saw the magician perform a day ago.jpg]

Except for Zongjiu's team who had already enjoyed the magician's live performance, all the other trainees in the temple had their eyes as wide as bells, as if they had seen a ghost.

Cao Hongtao's voice trembled, "You, you, you...where did you get it from?"

He suddenly turned back and looked at the fruit plate below the Clay Bodhisattva. The melon and fruit tributes were still there, not a single one was missing.

"What are you looking at?" Zong Jiu was unhappy, "Look at the apple in my hand. It's big and round. Is it the same as the ones above that have wilted skins?"

As he spoke, he put his index finger on the sunken part of the apple and spun it twice like a basketball, letting everyone take a good look at the fresh green skin on it and the fragrance of the fruit.

"An apple of this size can be worth two. After eating it, you can restore at least 30 points of hunger. It is a green fruit, non-toxic, non-polluting, and good for both children and adults."

Just at this time, the newlyweds who went to carry the coffin behind the mourning hall also came back.

The old people kept their status to this kind of physical work, and none of them were willing to do it. They were all taken over by the newcomers from Zong Jiu's side.

Apart from anything else, this scarlet coffin is also heavy enough. It is as wide as two people hugging each other, and it takes several people to lift it up. After everyone worked together to place the coffin on the ground in the temple hall, the coffin made a loud noise and landed firmly on the ground.

The newcomers clapped their hands and hurriedly came up to help with the promotion, "That's right, Ninth Brother is full of apples. One can fill a meal and a half."

"That's right, it tastes as good as just picked from the tree, fresh and crisp. I would call it the most delicious fruit in the world!"

They cooperated with Zong Jiu and worked hard to promote it for a while. When they saw that the faces of the old people opposite were still suspicious, it was clear that they did not believe it.

Anthony sneered, "Selling an apple for a thousand to survive would be too outrageous. Why don't you go and grab it?"

Zongjiu said innocently, "I'm just robbing...ah no, little guy, have you ever heard that demand exceeds supply?"

"We are in a famine dungeon now. I don't need to say more about how precious an apple is in this situation, right? Since it is equivalent to life extension, do you think your life is not worth this price?"

This rhetorical question left everyone speechless.

【I heard it! The magician just said that he was robbing people! 】

【I heard it too! I prove it! Hahaha, it’s obviously not me making money, why am I so happy watching it?】

[A mole is so dedicated to helping ordinary people. It’s unjustifiable not to give him some survival points.]

[Again, I really want to see their reaction when they find out that the magician is the mole.jpg]

"Forget it, I still think you are old people and have a lot of survival, so I gave you a friendly price."

The white-haired young man raised his eyebrows, "Since you don't want it, then I can only benefit the newcomers."

With that said, he turned around again and said, "Come on, brothers, dinner is ready. What do you want to eat today?"

The newlyweds excitedly chattered, "Guava!"

"Jackfruit!" "Grapes!" "Grapefruit!" "Mango, forever!"

The old people watched in amazement as the white-haired magician's fingertips flipped and spun in the air carelessly, and each jump brought out an absolutely different fruit. Every time one appeared, the newcomers clapped and cheered wildly, and the scene was extremely lively.

"Is this... a special prop?" an old man asked uncertainly.

Even the well-informed old man has never seen this battle. How can there be such a useless special prop whose only function is to pick out fruits one by one? Good guy.

While showing disdain on their faces, they couldn't help but swallow their saliva as they looked at the newlyweds feasting.

Several people grabbing the chaff felt that the hard/bang rice in their hands suddenly lost its aroma, and everyone's eyes were focused on the magician in the center who was immersed in his performance.

Lin Guoxing narrowed his eyes.

If he doesn't speak, the old man will naturally come forward.

Cao Hongtao said sourly, "Hey, didn't you just say that one apple is worth one thousand lives? Why can they eat it without paying me?"

Zongjiu snorted, "They call me eldest brother. It's only natural that the eldest brother feeds the younger brother. Can't you also call me eldest brother?"

Cao Hongtao's face turned red and white, then turned white and red.

With his distinguished status as a B-level trainee, it is naturally impossible for him to call a C-level newcomer big brother, even if the newcomer has potential.

If he doesn't bark, others around him may not bark.

The hunger value dropped too fast. In such a short period of communication, it dropped by five points.

A C-level old man was so hungry that he called him "big brother" in a trembling voice.

What’s even more funny is that Zongjiu responded subconsciously.

The barrage almost made me laugh like crazy.

[I can’t help it anymore, I’m really going to die laughing, the magician is really a talent]

[It’s time to poke fun at these old people. This is a life-and-death situation. It’s a matter of love for people to help you, and it’s a duty not to help. What’s wrong with exchanging things for things? It’s good to have something to eat]

[That is, the dungeon has already been restarted. If it is delayed any longer, the group may be wiped out. I didn’t expect that it’s already reached this point. The old man still can’t let go and can’t carry it.]

[Quick, quick, I want to see all the old men calling the C-level inner ghost big brother, damn! ]

Since he agreed, Zong Jiu couldn't take advantage of this big brother for nothing.

He was silent for a while, took out an apple and handed it over. The latter nodded and bowed, saying that big brother, big brother, took it and took a bite.

When people are extremely hungry, the food they eat will be particularly delicious.

So the C-level old man immediately gave up the dark and said that this was the most delicious apple he had ever eaten.

Now the other old men were also tempted.

Hunger is like the most unbearable punishment, tightening everyone's stomach, making it so uncomfortable that they can't breathe. As the saying goes, food is the first necessity of the people. If the sky is about to fall, who cares about other things?

It's a pity that the next old man who shamelessly came up and called big brother didn't get the apple.

He was so angry that he jumped on the spot, "Why? I called him too!" Zong Jiu said seriously, "The discount is only for one person. If everyone calls me big brother, then I can't do business anymore." The black-clothed Azan next to him took back the soul-calling pan. He walked forward and traded 5,000 survival points with Zong Jiu very straightforwardly, and took away five apples. "See, the big guy didn't drag his words and traded directly." Zong Jiu shrugged, "Everyone, think clearly, life and death are just a thought away, now is not the time to be stingy with survival points." This is indeed the truth. Although the old people were resentful in their hearts, they really couldn't say anything when their stomachs were calling desperately. One by one, they pinched their noses and came to line up for the transaction. Zong Jiu looked at the survival points that were credited, and his heart was so happy. He strengthened his hands and eyes, and changed some miscellaneous props, and the one million chips were declared squandered. His next goal is to find a deck of playing cards for specific strengthening, preferably to the extent that it can also cause damage to supernatural beings. However, if you want to strengthen to that level, the survival points required are also not a small number. Moreover, the strengthening uses consumable items, which are not recyclable. Zong Jiu wants to collect some survival points first, strengthen a deck of cards, and save them for use.

Now, the survival points for strengthening are delivered to the door by themselves, isn’t it wonderful?

After a round of trading, Anthony finally came with a stinky face.

Zong Jiu didn’t even raise his head, "Two thousand points each."

This is a blatant provocation, who can tolerate it?

Anyway, the barbarian Anthony can’t tolerate it.

The half-vampire sneered from his throat, one hand turned into a claw, and the other hand’s black nails grew rapidly, and he actually rushed towards the magician’s left hand, trying to rob it.

Without any greeting, Anthony’s move was as fast as lightning, and ordinary naked eyes could only capture a residual image.

Zong Jiu was different. His dynamic vision reached the pinnacle, so he naturally saw his little move clearly.

He took a step back with white hair and youth, just avoiding Anthony’s first wave of attack, followed by the sound of playing cards breaking through the air.

The two fought in the temple, and more than a dozen moves were exchanged in the blink of an eye.

[Wait, they are fighting for an apple? ]

[Anthony doesn't have even 2,000 survival points, right? Light the candle.jpg]

[He certainly doesn't have none, but the magician provoked him, and he has such a bad temper, it's strange that he can tolerate it]

[My focus is actually that the magician can tie with the second-in-command of the Night Clan, hiss - it turns out that the one million points in Las Vegas are not given for nothing, after this time, the magician may be able to directly reach the A level]

[A what A, be bold, S level (loud)]

Because they all recited the rules of the main system, neither of them killed the opponent.

Anthony's target was the apple, and Zong Jiu's target was -

He saw an opening, changed his palm, and chopped forward quickly.

Because of this action, Zong Jiu's waist pocket was not quite open. From Anthony's angle, he just saw a corner of the yellow talisman paper inside.

Just when Anthony was stunned, the palm wind of the white-haired young man swept over his head impartially.

He touched it.

The touch was cold and hard, and it was almost impossible to compare it to any known silk thread. Instead, it was more like a piano wire with special toughness.

And there were two on Anthony's head.

Zong Jiu narrowed his eyes and exerted force in his palm.

The half-vampire who was just coming with great momentum suddenly staggered.

He couldn't even keep his body shape. He stumbled back two steps and found the direction. Then he glared at Zong Jiu, "What did you do?"

Two threads, that means it only has the function of reading memory and implanting subconsciousness, and has not reached the point of control.

No wonder the devil's control is so subtle. Good guy, it turns out to be gradual.

Zong Jiu didn't answer, but silently let go of his hand.

The two invisible silk threads that only he could touch slipped from his hand and disappeared.

At the moment he broke the puppet line, the feeling of being spied on became stronger again and rushed straight to his head.

The white-haired young man's eyes slowly swept over everyone present, and finally fixed on a certain place.

Lin Guoxing put his hands in his pockets and slowly stood up from the wall he was leaning against.

He touched his lips and showed a smile that made people's backs cold.

Zong Jiu could read lips.

He clearly said, 'What a nice surprise.'