Simulate a thousand times, I have a method to speed through the escape game

The number of copies of the White Tower is uncertain, and no one has been able to calculate an accurate number so far.

After clearing the level, the copy will be closed and disappear, and it can be opened unlimited times if it is not cleared.

A batch of copies will be refreshed every once in a while, and the difficulty is not fixed.

Major guilds need to brush copies to increase points, obtain advanced weapons and subordinates, and improve their rankings on the leaderboard.

For mature guilds, it is rare to randomly open a copy. Usually they will collect a lot of relevant information, perform calculation simulations and comprehensive evaluations, and finally select the appropriate copy to enter to increase the success rate.

The copies selected by the big guilds are generally marked on the spot. The copy is for all players, not exclusive to a specific guild. But when players see that they are marked by the big guilds, especially the top 20 guilds, they will also weigh it.

Such copies are often quite difficult. If you are not good enough to enter, you can only add a reference material to the technical team of the big guild out of thin air. Whether people can come out is unknown.

The mark is placed at a place on the scene that is not particularly conspicuous but can be seen by others. These marks are completely invisible on the online map, and large guilds cannot blatantly encircle their territory.

But there is such a special map between the top 20 large guilds, which shows the emblem marked by a certain guild. Once marked, other guilds tacitly understand and will not touch other people's cakes.

No one wants to offend others.

Unless there is a deep conflict, like Wanshi and Jiuding, they will rob each other's marked copies.

This thing is sent to the presidents and vice presidents of each guild. Now Xiao Jun has cut out the part of Qinglan and sent it to Zheng Xun. What he is thinking is obvious.

"Marked copies usually have good things. Although it is easy to die, Lao Zheng will definitely have no problem with your abnormal playing style," Cheng Jie was particularly excited, "I am greedy after seeing it."

Zheng Xun finally understood Cheng Jie's explanation that was inconsistent with the beginning and the end, and his eyes lit up.

"Why don't you come with me?"

"No, no, no," Cheng Jie grabbed his thick hair tightly, his expression very painful, "Brother Xiao can say anything else, but he strictly forbids team members to snatch the tag books of other guilds. He said it would break the rules. If I dare to go, he will peel off my skin and display it at the door of the guild."

Thinking of Xiao Jun's smiling face, and listening to Cheng Jie's description, Zheng Xun shuddered.

Vice President Xiao would do this.

But snatching the tag book is not only a visible reward, but also a psychological satisfaction. There are frictions between their guilds, big and small, who doesn't want to take advantage of their old rivals?

"Old Zheng," Cheng Jie suddenly looked at the bewildered Zheng Xun with a look that looked like the hope of the whole village, "You must rob Qinglan, otherwise I will look down on you."

"Don't worry," it's not easy to learn good things and learn bad things, Zheng Xun has completely understood what he wants to do, "I will definitely not disappoint the expectations of the Friends Association!"

The two thieves surrounded the map and happily discussed which copy to rob first.

In Qinglan, Zheng Xun left without any negotiation, and Meng Yijia was very happy.

Even the words to teach Huo Ziyan were much shorter.

Xu Guan didn't say much nonsense, and didn't intend to say much to Huo Ziyan. Originally, he was a bargaining chip to suppress Zheng Xun.

Zheng Xun couldn't be allowed to stand out.

Xu Guan and Zheng Xun had no personal grudges, and he didn't like to bring personal feelings to official business. He just relied on his rich experience and keenly felt that Zheng Xun was a troublesome person. Once he got benefits from him, he would refuse to leave.

The singing bird is a lesson from the past.

It's lonely at the top. For a wealthy family like Qinglan to maintain its position, it must think more about everything and make fewer mistakes.

Zheng Xun, who has caused constant disturbances since the first battle, is obviously an unstable factor.

The farther away, the better.

Everyone has different thoughts. Huo Ziyan, who is at the center of the storm, is the worst character tonight.

He was scolded by the captain and vice-captain of the guild for more than an hour. When he went back, it was already past 11 o'clock in the middle of the night.

The teammate who lived with him was the one who reported him. He turned over impatiently and cursed him a few ugly words when he heard the sound of him opening the door.

Huo Ziyan's attitude towards him has become numb. He didn't turn on the light, washed up in the dark, lay on the narrow single bed, and browsed the news.

Maybe Zheng Xun just had a sudden whim to rent him. Captain Xu's refusal was beyond his expectation, but... it wouldn't change anything.

He will be abandoned by everyone after all.

He took off his player bracelet and put it on the bedside, preparing to clear the messages on his phone and go to sleep.

There were only three new messages, from the same person.

: Brother, is the training going well?

: I got 100 points in the test today, show it to brother!

: [Picture]

The neat and clean handwriting of his sister covered the test paper, and Huo Ziyan finally showed a sincere smile.

: Great.

: Brother will take you out to play on the weekend.

: Relax.

Soon, the other side sent another message.

: It’s okay, brother is busy with your things, the guild must be very busy.

: I will take good care of myself.

: Brother, take care of yourself too!

His sister is very sensible and hardly needs Huo Ziyan to worry about her, but the more this happens, the more he doesn’t know how to talk to his sister.

He is about to leave Qinglan.

Huo Ziyan typed text in the dialog box and deleted it, back and forth several times.

Just when he was about to give up, his phone suddenly vibrated, prompting him with a new message.

He tapped the screen with his finger to exit the current chat page.

After seeing who sent him the message, Huo Ziyan sat up from the bed.

It’s Zheng Shen!

: Hello Xiao Huo, I am Zheng Xun.

: Sorry for disturbing you late at night.

:……

The ellipses displayed on the page indicated that the other party was typing. Huo Ziyan waited slightly nervously, his palms sweating.

: Can you send me the internal training plan of Qinglan’s first team?

?

Huo Ziyan was confused and didn't know what Zheng Xun wanted this thing for.

Internal plans are kept secret and no team members are allowed to reveal them. Huo Ziyan didn't know how to refuse people, but he had to refuse, so he had to bite the bullet and type.

Before he could send it out, another message came over there.

: Xiao Huo, it wasn’t me just now, it was someone with a weak hand. Don’t worry about it.

On the other end of the phone, Zheng Xun waved the pillow in his hand and gave Cheng Jie a fatal blow on the back of his head.

"Don't be bad!"

Cheng Jie pretended that nothing happened, opened the book on the bedside and read it backwards.

Three minutes later, Huo Ziyan received the next message from Zheng Xun.

: I came to see you so late because I wanted you to be mentally prepared.

: In the next week, you may be slandered and scolded.

:Hold it, it’s okay.

?

This time Huo Ziyan really responded with a question mark. He didn't understand what was wrong with Zheng Xun, and he suddenly said such nonsense.

Why would he be scolded?

Huo Ziyan didn't sleep well because he was tortured by Zheng Xun's strange messages all night.

When he got up with two dark circles under his eyes, Qinglan was already in a state of shock.

He heard his roommate yelling curses.

"That Zheng Xun fucking pried our stronghold!"