Thriller Trainee

As soon as the main system's words fell, the barrage in the live broadcast room exploded.

[What do you mean? This npc means that as long as the main task of this dungeon is completed, the trainees can choose to stay in this dungeon permanently without going back to the infinite loop. The main system also gave affirmation, me? ? ? 】

[I wipe it, which means that you can go beyond the rules of the horror trainee competition? 】

[Yes, I think the same is true. Didn’t the game say that only a hundred people can survive? If you choose to stay in this dungeon world, wouldn’t it be counted as retiring halfway through, or the one without punishment? 】

[You think, if you fail to complete the main mission, you will have to be obliterated. If you complete the main mission, staying in this dungeon seems to give the trainees a chance to retreat]

The barrage discussed fiercely, and finally even rose above the fairness of the game.

[Discussing fairness and unfairness is unnecessary, right? When the main system brought you into an infinite loop, why did you ask for your opinions? Now that the main system has spoken, it means that staying in this copy is indeed a feasible solution]

[Indeed, this is the same as the original copy of the S-reincarnation circuit. Entering in is the reincarnation of the three generations. I live two more lives for nothing. Can you say that they are unfair?

Not only the barrage, the trainees also began to discuss in low voices.

Anthony pulled out his voice, "What about staying? What you just said is nothing but sophistry. Will we still be confused about the definition of truth and falsehood?"

Although emotionally speaking, the memory of having blood ties and living together, and even any other essential elements, is indeed difficult to distinguish.

But no matter how clever the police officer is, even if this copy pretends to be so consistent with reality, the fake is always fake.

"You can only be regarded as cloners at best."

Having said that, Anthony stopped speaking because the police officer affirmed what he said.

"It is true. Well, if it were you, it would not have passed the Judgment Day."

He looked at Anthony, sighed and shook his head, his expression did not seem to be hypocritical, "Vampires are a race abandoned by God, and your sins will be more difficult to eliminate than ordinary people, so if you can, if the group team wants to pass the level, it is better to choose The second main line."

Vampires are derived from Eastern European folklore. Although there is no exact record in the Bible, they are indeed a member of the dark creatures. So the black line on Anthony's hand is deeper than other trainees.

But these words still confused the trainees again.

Doesn’t the second main mission mean destroying the copy? What these people mean is to encourage them to destroy this copy? ? ?

"Yes, that's what it means. It's just that compared to the first main line, the second main line is much harder to follow. Because our copy is not just an ordinary copy, it's above the small town... ."

The officer pointed to the sky, "There is also heaven."

He pointed to the underground again, "Under the small town, there is hell."

"Of course, if you come up with a practical solution, we will be happy to help you, and we can even help hide the eyeliner of the trial."

"Because although we are just clones in your eyes, we also have their feelings for you. In our eyes, you are all our relatives and children."

The townsfolk nodded all together, and their eyes on the trainees were full of kindness and kindness.

Many women even took out tissues from their pockets and began to wipe their tears, "Mom hopes you can live well. Whether you stay or destroy the copy, we will help you."

"Yes, we will do our best to help you complete the main task."

"Believe us, no matter how we can't do anything to our children!"

These gazes are like awns on their backs, making people feel like sitting on pins and needles.

Even Zong Jiu, who is very sensitive to other people's emotional changes, can clearly feel that their eyes are not mixed with any evil thoughts, on the contrary, they are all full of goodwill.

It is the kind of kindness that can be felt without the need to test with tarot cards. As these people said, the townspeople really treat the trainees as their own children/ their relatives/ their good friends...

They are even really discussing how they can better help the trainees destroy this copy together, not caring about their own life or death.

The people around them had familiar and unfamiliar faces.

The streets in the surrounding towns are familiar to everyone, and some corners are even the places where they once lived. Even the house is exactly the same as in my memory.

Old churches, bus stops, old grandpa selling popsicles at the street.

Newspaper kiosks, bakery houses, dilapidated schools and small street vendors in front of the school.

One of the mothers really couldn't hold back her tears, and greeted Xu Su while wiping her tears, "Su Bao'er, come back with your mother and have a look. Your house is the same as when you left, and the book hasn't been touched. Mom no longer says that you are idle. After playing the game, come back and have a look."

Xu Su sniffed, resisting the uncomfortable feeling in his heart, and said nothing.

......

Zong Jiu said that he asked the townspeople to leave them some room for thinking, so the townspeople dispersed one by one very considerately, leaving only the police officer standing aside.

The trainees formed a circle, and there was a little silence between each other.

Zong Jiu said at the right time: "In this dungeon, we still give priority to the first main line as the number one goal, and strive to eliminate the black line in our hands."

You only need to choose any one of the two main tasks to complete. Many trainees breathed a sigh of relief when they heard this.

As we all know, whether to destroy the copy by physical means or by other means, first of all, the npc must die.

Intellectually tell everyone that this is just a copy; but emotionally, if everyone is to face their relatives like the first middle school, or their affectionate relatives, it is obviously too cruel and inhuman. some.

"As for the main task, whether to go back to the dormitory or stay..."

Speaking of this, Zong Jiu paused, "This is everyone's private choice, and I won't interfere."

"But at least until the main task is completed, I hope that we will stand on the same line of interest. Because we are a team."

The trainees nodded with red eyes.

Fortunately, everyone is a veteran who has experienced countless copies, and between rational and emotional choices, they can still stick to their rationality. Not to mention that there are many Zong Jiu teammates who have gone through the **** exam in No. 1 Middle School. It is impossible to be easily shaken by the illusion.

But believe it or not, and whether to stay here is another matter.

Zong Jiu just glanced at it, and it became clear that many people were moved by the proposal.

The horror trainee competition was cruel, and in the end only a hundred people survived. There are some B-level and C-level trainees present, and the chances of survival are very small. Now that there is a chance to regress, everyone is of course eager to move.

They are not to blame for being shaken, but the conditions given by the main system are too preferential.

Staying in this small town doesn't mean staying forever. If you want to go back one day, you can even leave at any time.

By then, the thriller trainee competition has long ended, returning to the world of infinite loops.

Of course, no one knows whether those who are willing to stay will be smoothed out by the easy life, and will never have the courage to return to the infinite loop. Because after soaking in a honeypot for a long time, human bones will rust.

"However, we ensure that collective interests are prioritized and eggs cannot be placed in the same basket. Therefore, while preparing the first main line, we must also be prepared for the second main line at any time."

The white-haired young man said in a low voice, with a serious expression: "I hope everyone will be mentally prepared for this."

[In fact, this arrangement is very good, the premise of this copy is that it cannot be manipulated by emotions]

[I said it’s one thing, maybe it’s another thing in the dungeon]

[Indeed, it was the first time I saw a barbarian showing such a gentle expression when the golden hair rushed over]

[After I figure it out now, I only feel that although this copy is beautiful, it is also cruel. It’s really too difficult and too difficult to destroy by hand... Alas, I hope the Magician team can take the first main line, at least let the people in the team choose to go back or stay.]

On the other side, after the discussion, the team dispersed again.

The police officer asked empathetically, "Have you finished the discussion?"

Zong Jiu nodded.

"Then go quickly, the little pope has been waiting for a long time."

With that, the police officer turned around and walked in front of him to lead the way first.

They crossed the neat streets of the town.

Not far away, a chant came from an unknown distance, like the sun floating in the sky, dyeing the town with a hazy golden light.

The townspeople who had just left the square all spontaneously walked towards the cathedral in the middle of the town, bowing their heads religiously.

This small town is full of goodwill, and every one of them does not close their doors and keeps the road untouched along the way.

This feeling is very similar to the Jerusalem that Zong Jiu had visited in his previous life.

This is the case in Jerusalem, a holy multi-religious city. Every day at one point, prayers can be heard standing outside the city.

Everyone there has faith, and the door is not closed and locked when sleeping, and the atmosphere is full of theological atmosphere.

No wonder the police officer said that he was the only police officer in the entire town, but now it seems that it is just because he doesn't need it.

As he walked, Zong Jiu pretended to ask casually, "What you said before, what is the way to eliminate sins besides confession?"

"Oh, that. I'll get to the cathedral later, let the pope speak to you."

The police officer scratched his head, "Don't use that gun indiscriminately. Receive the system backpack first. Alas, you'll know later."

Soon, the group came to the cathedral at the end of the road.

The structure of this church is different from other houses in the town.

After the Renaissance, the divided tacticalism gave birth to the Baroque architecture, with clusters of white doves resting on the off-white circular dome.

The dome of the church is painted with various and beautiful religious frescoes, and huge crystal chandeliers hang down.

The pope is wearing a scarlet robe and standing in front of the high altar.

His figure is not tall, he is just a five or six-year-old child from the back, with a triple crown on his head shining brightly.

He turned around, his immature face finally exposed to the light.

Zong Jiu was really familiar with this face.

Even if it becomes smaller, it is still familiar, the familiarity with a hardened fist.