I'll hand over the system soon.

Two days later, Sancho's account had one million more, every penny.

With this million, Sancho bought a lot of medicinal materials and kept them in his yard every day, either taking medicinal baths or rubbing medicinal pills.

Two months later, when Sancho appeared in front of people again, he had changed drastically.

The fair and thin face and the strong and strong figure all show the changes of Sancho.

When anyone asked her why she had such a change, Sancho put all the credit on the magic medicine given by Steward Sang.

Since it's a magic medicine, it's just to help her lose weight, so there's nothing to make a fuss about, right?

Time seems to have returned to two months ago. The owners of the Sang family stood in the courtyard, encouraging and sending them off as they were about to enter the dungeon for the second time.

Sang Shouchuan was smiling all over his face, his attitude became more friendly, and he said that he hoped they would come back alive and become the new envoys.

Sancho glanced to his side, and the other two people seemed to have taken a beating. They were very impressed by Sang Shouchuan's words, as if they had foreseen the day when he would become an angel.

The death rate of the God of War's envoys was so high, and Sancho didn't understand why the two of them were so excited.

Is it because of devout faith?

But even the master of the Sang family, who is a descendant of the gods, is not religious.

Getting in the car to go to the hall where they last released a copy, this time the two men's attitudes towards Sancho had changed a lot.

"Sancho, I'm sorry about the last dungeon. As you know, the dungeon is dangerous. If you are not careful, you will die in it. We have no choice but to do so."

Sang Yuan, the one with half-short legs, said with a false apology on his face.

Another person, Sang Yun, heard the words and echoed: "Yes, we have no choice. After all, we are all the Sang family. There are only three of us in the dungeon this time. We have to unite. You have a lot of people, please forgive us."

Sancho chuckled lightly, what unity meant was that she was now a completely different person, and there were only two of them, and Sang Yuan was still handicapped, so he wanted to recruit someone to help.

After closing the car door, Sancho walked into the hall and said: "You also know that the dungeon is dangerous and you will die in it if you are not careful, so why should I hang out with these two losers who will leave me at any time? ?”

The last time they abandoned the original owner, they didn't care whether the original owner would die in the dungeon.

If she can leave behind the first time, she can leave behind the second time. She would be crazy to unite with such unreliable companions.

The word "waste" offended Sang Yuan and Sang Yun. They shouted angrily from behind: "Are we trash? Okay, let's see how long you can survive alone in the dungeon!"

Sancho didn't look back, "If nothing else happens, I should live longer than you two."

After saying that, she stepped into the hall, leaving the two of them behind.

They arrived not too early, and there were already many people gathered in the hall. Sancho took a quick glance and found that many people were missing.

It seems that the competition outside the copy is indeed fierce.

In a blink of an eye, Sancho saw the members of the God of Light who threatened her last time.

She inquired and found out that this man's name was Sheng Yun, the second son of the head of the Holy Family blessed by the God of Light.

Among all the families of gods, the most powerful is the family of the gods of light, followed by the gods of life, and then the families of the gods of darkness, death and war.

This ranking is determined by the strength of these gods, so among the five major gods, the God of Light is the most powerful.

I don't know if it was because she had changed, but this Shengyun didn't seem to recognize her.

Of course, she wouldn't just go up to him and tell him that she was the one he threatened last time.

Sancho didn't know how this divine envoy selection competition determined whether everyone was present or not. In short, at a certain moment, a dazzling light lit up in the hall, and everyone closed their eyes because of the light.

Sancho knew that when the light disappeared, they would change places.

Sure enough, when he opened his eyes again, they all appeared in a dilapidated building.

Everyone was standing in the lobby of the building. The lobby was very bright, and the outside was indistinctly dark.

You can see through the glass in the lobby that it is pouring rain outside at this time, and the humidity in the air is extremely high, making people feel sticky and uncomfortable.

The air was filled with an indescribable smell. Sancho frowned and sniffed carefully. For some reason, she felt that the smell was a bit familiar.

The wall-mounted TV in the corner of the lobby suddenly lit up, and the sound of a standard broadcast reached everyone's ears.

"Hello fellow citizens of Ginkgo City, the biochemical runaway situation in Ginkgo City is now under good control. Please trust the government and stay at home while waiting for rescue. Because there are still a small number of aliens wandering around in Ginkgo City and they have not been completely eradicated, please remember not to Go out! Remember not to go out! Remember not to go out!”

The last few words could not be heard clearly. I don’t know if it was due to signal interference or some other reason. After the TV persisted for a few seconds, it finally turned into a snowflake.

Everyone was about to look away when another line of blood-red words suddenly appeared on the TV.

"Please contestants eliminate the alien creatures in Ginkgo City and save the citizens of Ginkgo City."

The blood-red words match the snowflake background, which looks weird no matter how you look at it.

Sancho lowered his eyes, it turned out to be an alien, and she said why the smell was so familiar.

In the apocalyptic plane, she was accompanied by research in this area every day, and she dissected countless corpses. The smell in the air was very similar to when she dissected zombies.

The same fishy smell.

"Suppress the alien creatures? What kind of alien creatures?" Someone in the crowd couldn't help but asked in confusion.

"Where are we going to find those alien creatures?"

"I don't know how powerful the alien creatures mentioned on TV are, or whether they can be eradicated."

More discussions rang out, and everyone turned a blind eye to the so-called alien creature, not knowing where to start.

"But the criterion for passing the selection is to survive seven days in the dungeon. It's okay for us to stay in this building without leaving, right?"

"Yes, it's not necessary to eliminate those alien creatures."

"You're right. I think this building is the safest. Let's go look for food first. Once we find it, we will stay in this building for the past seven days."

Once this proposal was put forward, it was quickly approved by most people.

Surviving for seven days in the dungeon was the only criterion for passing the selection. They did not need to perform the task of eradicating alien creatures at all.

The selection of divine envoys is only held once every hundred years. Because the same copy has never appeared, there is nothing for everyone to learn from.

As long as they survived seven days in the dungeon and returned to the hall from whence they came, they would have passed the dungeon.

This building should be a hotel. Leaning against the front desk, Sancho looked at the pouring rain outside and felt that it was not as simple as those people said.

If the minimum requirement is to survive seven days in the dungeon, then the tasks just assigned on TV are too many.