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#39 - A contaminated nightmare-level copy! Are you crazy or am I crazy?

"Why is Brother Wang so curious about the Nightmare-level副本 difficulty?"

Bai Li Dao had been pondering this question.

Ever since he parted ways with the Unmarried Woman that night.

The other party would occasionally ask him some very basic questions in the friend chat box.

It was obvious that he was a newbie.

But he had never asked him about any副本 below the Nightmare level, as if he didn't care about other levels at all.

"Could it be that his next副本 notification has already arrived, and it's a Nightmare level?!"

Bai Li Dao was frightened by this absurd guess.

Matching a newbie with a Nightmare-level副本.

Isn't [Spiritual Disaster Game] a bit too insane?

"Wait… it seems like there really was a case of a newbie experiencing a Nightmare-level副本 recently."

Bai Li Dao suddenly thought of it.

The last newbie副本 live stream that ended not long ago.

The Special Affairs Bureau still has a large number of technicians trying to analyze what that Nightmare-level newbie副本 means.

The current judgment is that—

The probability of a newbie clearing a Nightmare-level副本 is still 0%. It's probably a BUG in the game system.

Even though the副本 in the live stream seemed to have been cleared, the technicians still noticed the scene where the clearer was purged by the game system in the end.

This means that the other party didn't really clear it either, and is probably already buried deep.

If it weren't for that.

Bai Li Dao initially thought that Wang was that heaven-defying newbie who got the last internal beta qualification.

Unfortunately, that person is already dead.

"Alas, the higher-ups recently asked me to cooperate in investigating the副本 pollution problem, saying that it's so serious that the director himself is taking action, and there's no time to deal with my application for new recruits," Bai Li Dao sighed, feeling indignant.

A colleague in the next cubicle heard this.

And couldn't help but joke: "Brother Dao, is that newbie you're talking about really that amazing? Isn't it because you didn't get any benefits from the reality-oriented副本 and are worried about being ridiculed by us, so you're making up an excuse to brag?"

Ever since Bai Li Dao returned from the副本 that night, he had been boasting to them about a certain newbie with great potential.

But he was bragging too much.

Basically, no one believed him.

A level 1 newbie kept four old players full of props, plus a副本 BOSS comparable to Nightmare level, running around in circles.

Even the Azure Dragon Director wasn't that awesome when he was level 1, right? You're exaggerating too much!

But Bai Li Dao seemed to have seriously applied to the higher-ups for special recruitment resources that day after he came back.

Unfortunately, it was rejected.

Because the bureau's resources are now being shifted towards dealing with副本 pollution.

The difficulty of polluted副本 will skyrocket, and participating players are also prone to permanent mental damage, which is the so-called San value dropping to zero.

Simple副本 will be damaged and scrapped on the spot when polluted; the difficulty of medium副本 will instantly rival difficult副本 after being polluted; and difficult副本 will directly become Nightmare level when polluted.

This has also led to a sharp increase in personnel losses in the Special Affairs Bureau recently.

"If the newbie you mentioned really entered a Nightmare-level副本, then you don't need to continue paying attention to him. Just pay attention to the news and see if anyone in Mingyang City suddenly dies. That's probably the newbie."

A voice suddenly came from behind.

Bai Li Dao suddenly turned his head.

And found that it was his direct leader, who was also the highest person in charge of the Mingyang City branch of the Special Affairs Bureau.

Such an evaluation made his eyes dim a lot.

Indeed, if Wang really entered a Nightmare-level副本.

Then prepare to collect his corpse.

"Put your attention on the task of the polluted副本 first," the leader said.

Ever since he went to headquarters three days ago to attend a meeting and saw the Azure Dragon Director, he had been unusually concerned about polluted副本.

At this time, a strange thing appeared in Bai Li Dao's mind again.

He couldn't help but ask: "You said, if a Nightmare-level副本 is polluted, what will be the consequences?"

Leader: "…"

The entire office was silent for a long time.

Finally, the leader's sigh came: "The consequence is that you can only kneel on the ground and burn incense, praying that your death won't be too ugly."

Polluted Nightmare-level副本.

Do you want to hear what you're saying!

Are you crazy or am I crazy?

Nightmare level is already a副本 with a clearance rate of less than 1%.

Plus pollution.

That's basically a 0% clearance rate!

Whoever encounters it dies!

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"Hehehe, Grandpa Village Chief, am I going to die?"

Wu Wang grinned foolishly at the old village chief.

Now the eyes of the entire square were focused on him.

More precisely, on the wooden sign with a missing part of the graffiti.

Time went back to before the banquet began.

The old village chief, as in the Yin Marriage Festival in previous years, invited the whole village to come forward to sense the aura of the wooden sign.

With each villager taking turns to look directly at the eye graffiti on the wooden sign to cleanse themselves.

Everyone felt their souls were purified.

Bathing in that great aura, longing for the Yin Marriage God to grant them good weather.

Until a certain little madman came on stage.

Wu Wang glanced over.

The red vertical pupil on his wrist also opened and blinked synchronously.

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In just three seconds.

One-fifth of the exquisite vertical pupil on the wooden sign disappeared.

The old village chief was so frightened that he quickly pulled Wu Wang aside and asked someone to find a piece of black cloth to cover the wooden sign.

Whose unlucky child is this?

What did he do?

"You are… whose child?"

Aunt Li quickly stepped forward to talk: "Village Chief, he is Zhang Sanfeng. He will be used to worship the Yin Marriage God the day after tomorrow."

A gleam flashed in the old village chief's eyes.

He nodded silently and said, "So it's him… take a step forward and let grandpa take a look."

Wu Wang lowered his head and walked forward slowly.

He could almost smell the stench of corpses emanating from the old village chief.

Underneath that thick cotton-padded coat, there was a disgusting skeleton ghost hidden.

I don't know how the other party sewed the human skin together.

From the outside, there really doesn't seem to be any problem.

"Come, let Grandpa Village Chief take a look at your eyes." The old village chief's voice was like the whispers of demons in hell, and it made Wu Wang trance for a moment when it entered his ears.

Instinctively, he walked towards the other party.

Unexpectedly, this skeleton ghost can bewitch people!

Unfortunately, the trance only lasted for a moment.

The bewitching curse was swallowed by the red vertical pupil.

The Abyss God imprint is like a Gu King.

Whenever Wu Wang suffers other similar curses and other pollution, it will jump out and eat it.

As if declaring its sovereignty.

Only I can pollute this guy!

Pfft—

The moment he walked in front of the old village chief.

A bone spur pierced through the old village chief's cotton-padded coat fiercely.

Piercing through it from the heart from front to back.

Under the other party's unbelievable eyes, Wu Wang brought his mouth close to his ear and said: "Old Village Chief, you dropped something, and now I'm returning it to its original owner."

"Shh~ Don't make a sound, you don't want the villagers to know that you are a ghost, do you?"

I am timid during the day.

I am the center of attention at night!

If you have the ability, expose your ghost body in front of everyone!

Let's see if this Yin Marriage Festival can continue?

Wu Wang smiled and squeezed the bone spur with his hand, blocking it from the villagers' sight with his body.

Twisting and twisting, turning and turning.

The old village chief's face was already distorted beyond recognition.

For some reason.

It really can't be exposed.

It can only endure the humiliation from the other party!

"Don't worry, buddy never holds grudges overnight."