Thriller Trainee

As soon as the cold joke was finished, the ward fell into a more silent and dead silence.

Zong Jiu realized afterwards that his own cold joke seemed to really push the air to a colder place again.

So he quickly remedied: "This is the meaning of praise, not derogatory, not ironic."

【......】

【......】

The barrage produced a series of "...", and the audience seemed to be confused by this endless sentence.

[No, can anyone tell me who Zhuge Liang is? He is famous? 】

【I want to ask this question, too......】

[But looking at the tone of this E-level, it doesn't seem to be fake, do you know that Zhuge Liang? 】

[I don’t know, I’ve never heard of it, but it’s so strange, why does it sound so familiar]

As soon as this barrage came out, it immediately resonated with many people.

【Ear familiar +1】

[Familiar +10086, I even think this name is very clever? But I’m sure I’ve never heard of the name]

Everyone looked dumbfounded.

Tens of thousands of barrage appeared in the two people's live broadcast room, and none of them knew the person named "Zhuge Liang" in Zong Jiu's mouth.

Not only the barrage, even the black-haired man glanced at him obliquely, with a sense of inquiry.

"Who is Zhuge Liang?"

The white-haired youth blinked, "The word "Kong Ming" Wolong, the prime minister of Shu during the Three Kingdoms period."

Seeing Zhuge's dark eyebrows twisted, Zong Jiu suddenly realized that he was a book wearer.

But it's not right to think about it. Even if he wears books, is it possible that these people in front of him were not people in the real world? As long as people in the real world don't know Zhuge Liang, right?

Besides, there are also many history-related copies in the infinite loop, among them are the survivors who practice Qimen Dunjia, how could they know nothing about Zhuge Liang.

There must be some information that Zong Jiu didn't know.

Ask or not?

The white-haired young man was silent for a while, and decided to take a risk.

"......Are you Chinese?"

Although the black-haired man has a deep face, he can see that he looks like an Asian. In addition to Zhuge's surname, it is really difficult for people to guess in the direction of foreigners.

Chinese people.

Zhuge raised his eyes secretly, and for the first time there was a change with obvious emotional clues on Gu Jing Wubo's face.

The next second, the man suddenly raised his hand.

His vigorous and powerful hands hung up in the air, with five fingers forming claws, as if to gather invisible air into his palm.

Two double fish lines, one white and one black, appeared on the palm of his hand, forming a huge picture of Tai Chi and two rituals.

Not only that, countless black stripes of varying lengths also appeared out of thin air, combining them into eight different trigrams floating around the Tai Chi two instruments, forming the momentum of the stars holding the moon, slowly rotating and wandering.

Against the background of the pale ward, this scene seemed particularly illusory and shocking.

The barrage in the live broadcast room blew up.

[Fuck me, why is there no one on the screen]

[Why suddenly two people disappeared in the ward, dumbfounded.jpg]

[It should be Zhuge's S-level props, so curious, what kind of dialogue is it? So guarded]

【what! It is the legendary S-level item! I haven't figured out its use so far, it is said to be quite versatile? 】

[Yes, this item was obtained from the S-level dungeon "Feng Shen Yanyi". At that time, the dungeon seemed to have only come back alive by Dao Zhuge]

......

Zong Jiu's pupils shrank.

There is no doubt that this Tai Chi gossip plate should be Zhuge An's trump card, and it is also the place where other old people are most afraid of him except for his city mansion and strategy.

To be able to reach a high position like NO.3, 100% is an S-level item that has not gone.

Could it be that he said something that shouldn't be said, making people temporarily retorted and intends to do it directly?

Otherwise, how do you explain that they were chatting, and the big man suddenly took out his ace props at the bottom of the box and started it?

Zong Jiubai was puzzled.

Unexpectedly, only a shallow halo appeared in the Tai Chi Eight Diagrams.

This light-colored halo firmly enveloped the two people in hospital gowns. In just an instant, Zong Jiu had the illusion of being isolated from the world.

Just like the ward around the body, although it is still that ward, it looks different.

Zong Jiu cautiously asked, "Is this some kind of method of isolating space?"

Zhuge glanced at him with a slightly admiration, and said in a deep voice: "Heaven and earth are positioned, mountains and mountains are ventilated, thunder and wind are thin, water and fire do not match each other. The gossip is wrong, the one who knows the past goes smoothly, the one who knows the comer is inverse, so it is easy to reverse the number. Also. Of course, the current hexagram disturbs the number of life, naturally not within the five elements."

Zong Jiu: "Can you speak Mandarin?"

The black-haired man retracted his eyes and said coldly, "You only need to know that the barrage cannot see the live broadcast now."

"Then now, tell me carefully,"

Zhuge pursed his dark lips lightly, his expression did not seem to be false, "What are the "Zhuge Liang" and "China" you just mentioned...what are they?"

Zong Jiu: "......?"

He slowly typed a question mark.

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In the stairwell on the other side, with the help of Qin Ye, He Jianlan's rope slowly pulled to the end.

[I'm so nervous, what do you think it is going to be?

[In case there is a high energy ahead, I can only help my seniors to help me block it, I will jump to the five-minute video before woouuuuuuuuuuuuu

[I'm so anxious to see that they can't find new clues all the time. This dungeon shows that the difficulty is so high, and it won't be the first round of selection to have a group annihilation ending (except for the two S-level bosses)

[Keep anxious +1, I'm afraid they can't find the key clues, and then the dungeon will open the big cleanup mode on the last day as usual. That way, unless there are S-level props, they will all play]

Everyone stood aside, their bodies tight.

The rod of the high priest in Messiah's hand also glowed in the cold air, always on guard for the existence of the end of the rope.

Almost the moment He Jianlan put the rope down, the rope was tied to something.

But no one is sure what they are pulling up.

Slowly, the thick panting sound approached with the swing of the rope, as if something was holding back pain and breathing desperately.

He Jianlan took the time to help his glasses: "It should be a living person."

They watched nervously at the top of the stairs until they were dragged up with a pale face.

The psychic did not issue a warning, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief, relieved to look at it.

The face turned white, his mouth was only breathing intermittently, his chest was faintly undulating, and most of his body was hung in the dark bottomless stairwell below.

Fortunately, people still have impressions of this face.

It was the E-class newcomer who broke down in the restaurant this morning, yelled at the head nurse, and rushed out.

Seeing his half-dead appearance, many of the F-classes who were lower than the E-class had their legs weakened, and their faces were earthy in fright.

"Don't bring people up completely, just in case..."

He Jianlan didn't finish speaking, but all the old people understood what he meant, and they chose to acquiesce.

In an infinite loop, there are not those survivors who are replaced by non-human beings after being alone. What's more, the opponent is still an insignificant E-Class, and no one on the scene knows his character and details.

Jiang Yuan took the water and poured it on the top of the E-class rookie's head, kicking the sunken cheek with his shoe upper.

"Hey, wake up."

The icy cold water poured down, and the stimulus made the newcomer who turned white eyes suddenly excited, "Wow--" he vomited a large mouthful of blood from his chest, completely lost the spirit of mental breakdown when questioning the head nurse at that time.

Jiang Yuan was evasive for a while, and his legs were sprayed straight.

"Fuck, you **** bullshit!"

The smelly red blood was mixed with saliva and saliva, hanging strands in the air, emitting an unpleasant stench.

Jiang Yuan's expression was distorted with anger, and he was about to step forward and step on his foot, but He Jianlan pulled him back a few steps.

Messiah's low expression has improved.

He glanced at Jiang Yuan warningly, and the rod of the high priest in his hand suddenly emitted golden-green rays of light wrapped in dots of light.

In an instant, these points of light and light fell on the head of the man who was half-lengthened in the stairwell.

Almost visible to the naked eye, the newcomer's original pale and paper complexion was also a little more bloody, at least it didn't look like a cold corpse that was rushed to the morgue, and finally there was a bit of alive anger.

As soon as the consciousness returned, the newcomer panted heavily, his lips trembled, and his face was stained with deep bone marrow fear.

"Don't worry, take your time. If it is difficult to speak for now, you can say it word by word, or you can just do the action directly."

The S-level props held by the Blond Son continue to function, and the tone is soft and soothing, "I ask you a question, and you can answer or respond to it. During this period, I will not interrupt the treatment of you."

There was a grateful light in the newcomer's eyes.

Messiah asked in a low voice, "What's on the second floor?"

In an instant, the look in the eyes of the E-class rookie was immediately replaced by panic.

He ignored the blood he had just vomited on the ground, his head shook his head frantically like a rattle, his teeth trembled, and the entire facial muscles were convulsed because of extreme fear, and he couldn't say a word.

Although it has long been known that there is something on the negative second floor, this kind of reaction is still unexpected.

He Jianlan stared closely at the newcomer's facial expression, trying to find the slightest flaw in it.

Unfortunately not.

This question cannot be asked. Messiah feels a little regretful, but he didn't force it. "Then, next question, is there anyone down there?"

The rookie's frantic shaking of his head stopped, he hesitated and nodded.

The old people exchanged glances with each other.

As of now, after entering the operating room on the first floor, they have only left the projectile place on the negative second floor that has not been explored.

Vincent disappeared mysteriously after entering the dungeon, and now all the clues point to the negative second floor, except for the negative second floor, he has nowhere to go. This answer from the E-level rookie happened to verify the answer that everyone had guessed.

But they couldn't figure out why Vincent would not come up all the time.

As a half-vampire, if you want to talk about the survival ability in the horror copy, the A-level Vincent is even stronger than the S-level Son. After all, his physique is also Yin, and ghosts are also Yin. Generally, non-human beings in the dungeon will tend to get rid of the obnoxious human beings of Yang, and then slowly grind with their kind.

This is also represented by Vincent, a group of members of the dark night team has always been emboldened. As long as their team has determined that the current copy is a ghost copy, they will generally take advantage of this advantage to take the initiative to attack.

Now Vincent has not seen anyone, either dead, or simply stuck underneath and unable to get up.

In either case, it is very open to discussion.

"Then do you know whether he is alive or dead?"

Messiah paused, and was about to dig out more news, only to see that the newcomer suddenly began to struggle violently.

His pupils were filled with pleading tears, and he made a hoarse and harsh sound like an old blower, "Help...help..."

He Jianlan was shocked, "No, there is something underneath that is talking to him!"

Almost at the same time, Qin grabbed the rope that was moving backwards, and in a moment, the veins of his stout arm burst.

All the other people watched it for a moment.

Qin Ye's ability was blessed by the werewolf, and his power was infinite. Even he showed a strenuous expression, which shows how powerful the force against him is.

The face of the newcomer became more and more painful, his arm rubbed against the cold and hard cement, dragging a shocking blood stain, and a lot of scraped away dander, cold and pale.

Anyone can see that the result of such a stalemate must be bad. But looking at the newcomer's pleading eyes, no one could say the word "let go".

Just when the blond son looked unbearable and was about to make a decision, the strength from below suddenly increased.

The newcomer's pale face was immediately unremarkable, and "swish--" suddenly disappeared in the dark stairwell.

Qin couldn't help being dragged by the force.

"Stab!"

There was a creepy sound of cracks in the corridor.

Qin also shrank his pupils and let go of his hand subconsciously.

There was a heavy sound of heavy objects falling under the empty corridor.

No one speaks.

Old people are either accustomed to life and death indifferent, or they just look on the sidelines. Like Messiah, who immediately crossed his chest and prayed in a low voice, he was really the only one in the entire infinite loop.

The newcomers turned their backs and retched. Fortunately, they did not face the terrible scene.

In a short day, these newcomers have experienced **** scenes that I don't know how many have never experienced before.

Even the rich newcomer who had just started to enter this copy and clamored in front of the Messiah about how much he would spend to hire him as a bodyguard had long recognized this cold fact, shrank in the corner and shivered, and his glasses stared like brass bells.

"Ugh."

He Jianlan was silent for a moment, then pulled the noose back up and put it away.

The special props will not be contaminated with dust, even if a person just put it on and was torn alive, the lasso is still smooth as before, leaving no trace.

The old people knew in their hearts that their efforts just now were in vain.

Now the clues have entered a dead end. Although He Jianlan is full of confidence in the random mission released by the main system, but only if he has the opportunity to survive in this infinite difficulty approaching S-level dungeon, can Zong Jiu and Sheng Yu be separated. Write the name on the whiteboard.

Since this method does not work, the only way is -

"Go to lunch first."

Messiah stopped praying, "After the lunch break, I will lead a small team to the second floor to take a look."

at last. This moment finally came.

The trainees watch their noses and their hearts.

Regarding this topic, Messiah chose to be frank and honest: "I know that everyone does not want to be in danger. But since the start of this dungeon, we have been operating in groups and have never experienced any dangerous challenges. This has led to the possibility that we may settle in the dungeon. Time scores are not very optimistic, and there is even a risk of dropping. Of course, if I really don’t want to go, I will naturally not force it, but if there is ambition, trainees who want to rank higher after the end of the transcript are welcome to take a lunch break. Come and find me privately."

When the Son said that, some people's minds became more active.

Everyone knows the ability of Messiah. Following such a treatment, safety can be said to be guaranteed to the greatest extent. After passing this village, there will be no such shop.

Everyone went upstairs in silence, each with their own thoughts.

Jiang Yuan, who was walking behind, noticed the high school student who was going to sneak away behind the team.

He glanced at Sheng Yu's back and said viciously: "Okay, this inner ghost dare to come to us to find out the news!"

The previous confrontation with Zong Jiu almost completely lost Jiang Yuan's face.

Although his complexion was not obvious just now, he clearly saw a few newcomers talking in private, which made Jiang Yuan angry even more.

No, he must find a way to get the place back.

So after confirming that the Messiah had gone upstairs, Jiang Yuan whispered to several newcomers: "You are here to guard, and you will come up again when you see the E-class and F-class come out. If you have any news and intelligence, please contact me at any time. report."

How dare the newcomers defy a C-level?

Jiang Yuan nodded in satisfaction, and left without looking back.