And the vast majority of scrap card collectors actually think they are lunatics.

This damned narrow building, this damned world... Isn't it suitable for lunatics like them?

So at this moment, the collector looked at the rest of the taskers with a smile: "I'll take it as if you agreed, how about it? Waste cards are of no use to you. But to me..." He took a deep breath He took a breath and exhaled again, "That is the supreme treasure."

There was a mission worker with a bald head. He rubbed his arms with an exaggerated expression, and then rolled his eyes: "Crazy." He clapped his hands instead and said, "Okay, this is a nightmare. We should get down to business, Don't mess with this guy."

The young collector who is called "this guy" is not angry, he still has a smile on his lips, as if the smile is carved on his face.

In the live broadcast room, the audience was terrified by this guy's laughter.

"Why can someone laugh so much in this escape game? Perverted?!"

"That's the most~supreme~zhen~bao~!"

"...Qiaoqiu, I don't understand why some people regard trash as treasure."

Just now Xu Beijin had explained to them what a scrap card collector is, and unsurprisingly, the audience was also a little dizzy—why do some people like to collect such things? !

Xu Beijin said more pertinently: "The cards of the item cards are all different. It is said that some types of item cards come in sets, and it is very easy to satisfy the preferences of collectors."

The audience agrees, but they still think that in the current environment, a person who can laugh so happily must not be a good person.

...this is the ruins.

In a world made of rubble, bricks, steel bars, and cement, dust is dispersed in the air, and sometimes it looks like a mist with a special color, but the hazy feeling of gray and yellow always makes people think of some other scenes.

For example, in doomsday movies, the setting sun is dim, leaving only a little dim afterglow.

It was as if something, some ultimate weapon, fell cruelly at a certain moment, and then destroyed the city in an instant. They saw countless collapsed buildings, crumbling houses. They saw the Ferris wheel falling down in the distance.

And the surrounding is very quiet.

Occasionally, they could glimpse a few figures, bending over the dilapidated street corner, but in the blink of an eye, those figures disappeared.

The bald tasker took a deep breath and tried his best to ignore the tingling smile on the back of the collector.

"We're going to explore this scenario separately," he said.

In the live broadcast room, "fools" floated on the barrage.

Everyone knows that in this kind of escape game, it is best not to separate the team, but this bald man who has naturally taken over the leadership of the team proposed to separate and act instead?

However, Xu Beijin said a good word to him: "The scene of this ruin is too big, and it will take a lot of time for the team to explore together."

Mu Jiashi thought so too.

His gaze swept around, especially behind him. He noticed that the place farther behind them was covered by thick fog, making it impossible to see clearly.

He thought, this means that they can't leave this area?

At this time, the bald head's proposal had been agreed by all the taskers, and Mu Jiashi also nodded absently.

The bald head nodded complacently, so he, who thought he had taken control of the leadership, said part of the information he knew: "This is the second time my brother and I have entered this nightmare."

These words immediately aroused the interest of other questers, and even Collector blinked and looked at him curiously.

The "brother" that the bald man said was referring to the tasker with the flower arm next to him. However, they are not similar in appearance, but their bodies and expressions are similar, so they are probably not brothers in the true sense.

The bald-headed gaze swept over every tasker, as if to confirm his leadership position.

With a dejected look on his face, Mu Jiashi let his bald head look at him, but he remembered that when he entered the nightmare last time, he also met a tasker who entered the nightmare for the second time.

Compared with the frankness of the bald head, that person is much more hypocritical and selfish.

But... there are so many people like this recently.

As soon as this idea appeared in Mu Jiashi's mind, he immediately understood the reason.

Because the atmosphere among the mission workers on the ground floor of the narrow building recently can be described as radical. Almost everyone is constantly having nightmares.

The true ending is naturally to leave the bottom floor of the narrow building immediately, and the taskers will not be discouraged by the bad ending or the normal ending, but will continue to work hard, and immediately return to the previous nightmare the next night.

Unless you have failed several times in a row, and you are afraid that you will enter the nightmare again, and the nightmare will experience an unknown collapse, then you will give up this nightmare and try other nightmares. Otherwise, you must die with the same one.

The reason is naturally because, the more you enter a nightmare, the more information you can grasp, and the higher the probability of a true ending.

S/L Dafa is good.

Because of this, there have been fewer and fewer taskers on the ground floor of the narrow building recently. Ten or twenty days of work, the nightmare of so many residents of narrow buildings, is enough for this group of taskers to break through.

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