The Weakest Summon? The Devil's Contract Talent At The Beginning Is Maxed Out

Chapter 170 Between Long-Term Pain And Short-Term Pain, He Chose Severe Pain.

Four floors.

"How many professionals have died now?"

The white shadow said: "Five."

"The first one died on the first day, a team from the 2876 world."

"The second and third ones died on the fifth day, both from world 0719."

"The fourth one is on the sixth day, the professionals of the 2876 world team."

"The fifth...the fifth is Xiaonan who died yesterday."

The man lowered his voice and asked, "How did Xiaonan die?"

The white shadow shook his head: "I wasn't there when she died. There were eyes of dark blood there, and I couldn't find the blind spot."

The man thought of something, raised his head and asked, "That professional on the second underground floor is a professional from the 0719 world team, right?"

"yes."

The man asked again: "Except for the professional you can't find on the second underground floor, what is the current status of the remaining two professionals in the 0719 world?"

"It's very bad. They want to retreat. They are worried that if they are targeted by the opponent, they will lose the opportunity to retreat."

"madness!"

The man rarely lost his elegant side, and there was a trace of anger in the corner of his mouth.

"What a prisoner's dilemma..."

"What a smart opponent."

The white shadow said anxiously: "Captain, continuing like this is not an option. Not only the professionals in the 0719 world have the idea of retiring, but also the teams in the 2876 world."

"They are not sure whether the things that the spider group threw into the cage two days ago are genuine, and they dare not take a gamble."

"Even...even..."

The white shadow didn't dare to say any more.

The man was so angry that he laughed, "It's not like Xiao Ning and Da Gu want to retreat, right?"

"..."

The silence of the white shadow gave the man the answer.

"It's so stupid."

"Don't they think about it, if there is such a prop, why wait until now? If there is such a prop, do they still need to save the lives of the professionals on the second underground floor?"

"Is your brain made of shit?"

The white shadow explained: "Because no one has ever become a layer leader in the manager camp, they are worried about...whatever happens."

"Nothing unexpected."

"It's impossible for such a prop to exist."

The man's tone was firm, but there was a hint of hesitation in his eyes, but he hid it well.

"How do we proceed now?"

The white shadow did not refute the man's words. She didn't care whether it was true or false. She just hoped that the captain could find a way to solve this problem.

Because they are now regarded as grasshoppers being roasted on the fire rack.

If you don't struggle, you will really die.

"Simple."

The man looked determined.

"Kill that professional and everything will be settled."

"This abyss is not a political war, nor is it a psychological war. The competition is still about strength. As long as that professional is killed, the remaining professionals will not be able to serve as layer leaders."

"As long as he dies, this dilemma will resolve itself."

After speaking, the man raised his hand.

A ball of blood slipped out through the gap in the cage, and then spread into the two surrounding cages, followed by several screams.

All the prisoners in the two nearby cells died.

The blood spread out and infected the entire corridor.

Immediately afterwards, the blood spread outwards, killing prisoners in further cages and dyeing the entire corridor red.

"That should be obvious enough, right?"

But the white shadow said worriedly: "What if he doesn't come?"

"There's no way he won't come. For geniuses like me and him, the abyss is only second, and the killing points are the most important."

"He knows exactly what's going on in the minds of geniuses of our caliber."

"He gets my approval, but he's going to pay the price for his greed."

…

at this time.

Zheng Yu is opening the box.

In a total of four days from the moment he became the superior to now, Zheng Yu has basically killed all the elite prisoners on the second underground floor.

The level has been increased to 70% of the experience bar of level 29.

A total of 32 loot chests were collected.

One of them is the third-ranked Beast Prisoner Loot Chest.

There is also the fourth-ranked Iron Tower Officer loot chest.

Both belong to high-level elite monster treasure chests.

As for professionals, Zheng Yu killed five professionals in total, and the treasure chest of the young warrior he killed on the first day had already been opened.

Four career loot chests remain.

Two of them were teammates revealed by the female professional on the second underground floor, and both of them turned out to be SS-level talent level treasure chests.

The other two are the kind of professionals with poor psychological quality that Zheng Yu said.

Almost on the second day after the "rumor" of the soul bead was released, things started to behave strangely. One of the female professionals actually started attacking the prison guards. She was frightened when the guards entered her cell.

"However, there are no professionals who have taken the initiative to quit. It seems that their psychological quality is better than I thought."

Zheng Yu muttered.

He actually wasn't worried about finding them at all.

Because, even if he doesn't find all the prisoners' camp professionals, Zheng Yu still has a way to get through this abyss.

In other words, he had no intention of finding them all.

He was aiming for a perfect clearance, and it didn't matter whether he won the camp battle or not.

Find them just because there will be loot chests and experience to gain.

Button, button, button!

There was a knock at the door.

The succubus stood in the doorway.

“There’s good news and bad news, which one do you want to hear?”

"The good news is that an outsider showed up and killed the prisoners around him, apparently to lure you there."

Zheng Yu was not surprised, he just said: "It seems that I can't bear it anymore."

For professionals in the criminal camp, continuing to delay the process will be a long-lasting pain.

Choosing to exit the abyss directly is a short-term pain.

And the choice made by this professional head-on... is severe pain.

Between long-term pain and short-term pain, he chose severe pain.

"Where's the bad news?"

The succubus smiled charmingly and said: "The griffin is on the way now."

"That guy has no brains."

The succubus could tell that Zheng Yu was obsessed with killing outsiders with his own hands, or that she didn't know what the benefits were.

So he deliberately teased Zheng Yu and said.

But Zheng Yu said without any anxiety: "Then I have to prepare."

The succubus asked in confusion: "Aren't you in a hurry?"

Zheng Yu replied with a smile: "Since he showed up on his own initiative, it means that he knows the only way to break the situation, and that is to kill me."

"An outsider who can come up with such a method is not powerful enough to be killed by a griffin."

"You can wait a little. If the griffon is seriously injured, I will help him recover his body in a while. If both sides suffer, it's a win-win situation."

Succubus: "Win-win?"

"I won twice."

Succubus:"……"

"Do you really look down on the strength of the griffin?"

Zheng Yu shook his head: "I know very well that the Sphinx is very strong. He is ranked seventh not because of his strength, but because of his IQ."

"It's just that you underestimated the strength of that outsider."

"I believe that he must be the kind of genius I want. He just lacks one thing. I hope he can be more powerful."

The succubus didn't understand.

It can be said that she sometimes doesn't understand a lot of what Zheng Yu says.

But she was used to it.

"So, what are you going to prepare?"

Zheng Yu answered with a smile while opening all the loot boxes...