Thriller Trainee

Hearing what Zong Jiu said, many trainees breathed a sigh of relief.

The only A-level trainees in their team are Zong Jiu and Anthony. One of the two is the strongest newcomer who is favored by many S-level bosses, and the other is the absolute high-level under the first organization, the night clan. Neither of them can Affordable existence.

In addition, there are some trainees in the team who have experienced the previous copies with Zong Jiu, and there are also the night races who have followed Anthony. After all, they are not unrelated strangers. With a little affection in it, no one is good to take the lead. Open the mouth, breaking the original peaceful atmosphere of this team.

If a consensus can be reached, it would be better.

"But I'll talk ugly first."

While insisting not to carry out the second main line task, the trainees were relieved, Zong Jiu spoke again, and this sentence made everyone feel their throats again.

"As long as everyone was divided into teams, I said that in the dungeon, you must absolutely obey the captain's orders."

This sentence is correct.

When grouping in the trainee dormitory, the team leader was led by Zhuge An, Zongjiu, Fanzhuo, Tuyumen and the Exorcist. Under their appeal, many A-level trainees and most of the B-level The trainees are willing to join their alliance.

Then Zong Jiu led the team without any other requirements except as long as they obey the order.

The same goes for team formation in an infinite loop. Players who join the team must unconditionally obey the command of the captain. If there is a violation of the order in the middle, the survivor will be blacklisted, and it will be difficult to find a good team in the future.

"Everyone said to me that they wanted to live as much as possible, and I agreed."

The white-haired young man stood in place, his face pale, and his expression was indistinguishable. "This is my primary consideration. I only promise to take you out of this copy. I don't guarantee whether you can stay here."

"So next, everyone try to prepare their own guns. I will not interfere with your choice. But if there is a problem with the first main line, regardless of the opinion, I will only target the interests of the group."

No one spoke this time.

Although many trainees tend to stay here, if their lives are threatened, it is definitely better to die than to live.

The barrage is full of emotion.

[The magician is really good, obviously he can lie down in this copy, and he is still thinking about the people in the team now]

[Yeah, he has always been like this. It was also in the first middle school before, and Mingguang could test the top few on his own, so he didn’t have to worry about not being able to pass the copy. In the end, he was willing to seek justice for the two volunteers who sacrificed themselves]

[Indeed, my view of magicians has changed a lot. I thought he was arrogant and dragged before, but now I find that he is really a good person. Hey, confess, I was really cramped before I thought he was very similar to that adult, so I got down on my knees. jpg]

[Actually, I’m telling you, upstairs, I think so too, kneeling side by side.jpg]

"Next, you will form a small team to complete the main task, and I will not act with you."

After reaching a consensus unilaterally, Zong Jiu was satisfied.

He has always been accustomed to his own way, as long as he is obedient, who cares what they think.

In fact, Zong Jiu didn't intend to listen to other people's opinions after hearing that the NPC said that the trainees were suppressed by both personality and emotion in this copy.

In Zong Jiu's eyes, people with unsound personalities have no right to speak. As long as he brings these people back to the trainee dormitory safely, it will not be too late to thank him when their brains return.

The next main question is to see how to destroy this copy.

Last time I bombed the school with physical means, it was all in the right time and place, and it was integrated. Now this copy obviously doesn't have so many conditions.

Even if the residents of the City of Goodness can provide them with supplies, but on Judgment Day, if the angel descends, the angel will be counted as an NPC. Is it possible that he still has to be in heaven? This is obviously unrealistic.

Zong Jiu wanted to come to a curve to save the country.

Before, the little devil told him that as long as the adult body of the devil could come back, the copy could be destroyed.

The little devil has more credit in Zong Jiu than the big devil. Of course, this is based on the premise that he can't play language tricks after testing with tarot cards.

Now that you can find a simpler and trouble-free way, why not let no.1 be listed, which saves time and effort, so you don't have to use it for no avail. ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????

Having said that, Zong Jiu turned to the nun, "Where is the Pope?"

Generally speaking, the pope should be present to preside at the morning prayer, but the cardinal presided over this morning.

Just now, his attention was focused on this city of good and evil, but he didn't pay attention to the little devil that had never appeared.

The nun replied, "The thunderstorm was so heavy last night, I shouldn't get up yet now."

Having said this, she suddenly exclaimed in a low voice, then turned around and asked other people, "Did you light the candlestick yesterday?"

The priests were taken aback and shook their heads.

There were too many things last night, not only to clean up the restaurant after the sacrament, but also to inspect the church and arrange these guests properly. For a while, everyone forgot to go to the Pope’s room and set the match.

"It's okay, I'll go up and take a look."

Zong Jiu waved his hand carelessly, and he was about to go upstairs.

"Please wait."

The nun stopped him and hesitated: "Please also try not to wake Mianxia... Mianxia always sleeps badly in the thunder and rainy nights. It is estimated that it will be delayed until this morning, when the day appears. Sleeping."

She looked annoyed, "Everyone knows the fear of the dark, and we all blamed us for forgetting to light the candlestick last night."

Zong Jiu: "..."

It took him three full seconds to digest the information before he nodded, "Okay, I won't wake him up."

When he went upstairs, Zong Jiu still had doubts about what the nun said.

A joke, the devil is afraid of the dark?

Zong Jiu remembered that he had touched and stole roses in the room of no.1 in order to complete the task drawn in the game of kings.

The decoration style of the room is gorgeous and weird, not to mention it, but there is no light in it. If he hadn't strengthened his eyesight to the highest level, he would really be out of sight in the dark.

And what was the devil doing at the time? He was taking a bath with squinting eyes in the big tub in his room.

It can be seen that the other party is not only not afraid of the dark, but even enjoys the dark. Not to mention that no.1 has a skill that is shuttle shadows.

After all, it is the devil himself, even if he is six years old, he is not really afraid of the dark and thunder, right? Who will believe it?

Thinking of last night that the little devil had indeed pleaded with him to stay with this excuse, Zong Jiu was a little uncertain.

He gently pushed open the door in the center of the top floor.

The room was very dark, only one window was not covered by the tapestry, revealing some faint light.

However, this window was too far from the bed, even farther than the fireplace. The light projected in through the glass and reflected on the crimson carpet, forming a bright spot.

Relying on his night vision ability, Zong Jiu closed the door behind him and silently approached the big bed in the center.

Through the veil-like curtains, you can see that the person on the bed is trapped in the soft bed, shrinking his entire little person into the bed, with long curled eyelashes hanging on the eyelids, breathing smoothly long.

The little boy's sleeping face was not peaceful, and the delicate doll-like eyebrows seemed to reveal a deep exhaustion.

Zong Jiu noticed that he was still holding a dark thing in his arms while lying on his side, and when he looked closer, he realized that it was the rabbit doll he had made for him last night.

The doll was only the size of an arm to Zong Jiu, but it was enough to be held in his arms by the little devil as a pillow.

The long bunny ears hung around the boy's neck, undulating slightly with the rise and fall of his chest.

Unprepared.

The white-haired young man stared at him for a long time, only then confirmed that the little devil was really unaware of his arrival.

Sure enough... After becoming a child, his special abilities disappeared, even his physical fitness plummeted.

I just don’t know what the nuns mentioned. The pope has divided their good and evil and has the special ability to purify. In the end, it is the ability that this copy gives the devil, it is really no.1 own ability.

If it is his own ability, how the devil has never used it.

If it is the ability granted by the dungeon, what role does the little pope play in the dungeon?

The magician thought nonchalantly, like a cat who has always been agile and light, walking silently to the bed and sitting down.

The Pope’s bed was large enough that he sitting on the edge of the bed would not affect the sleeping people in the middle of the bed.

Zong Jiu looked away from the sleeping little demon, staring at the cards at his fingertips in a daze.

Even if the devil had only a six-year-old personality now, the unsuspecting guy in front of him who slept sweetly was still his old enemy.

If Zong Jiu thinks, he only needs to apply a light force, and the card in his hand will easily pierce the opponent's slender neck, causing the latter to fall into the rupture of the aorta in his sleep, causing the death of excessive blood loss.

The adult body of the devil also exists on the basis of the little demon. If the little demon dies, the adult body is estimated to no longer exist.

It only needs to be so lightly--

The magician opened his hand and gestured, it was easier than he thought.

But for some reason, he found that he had no interest in taking advantage of this situation.

Zong Jiu didn't want to kill the little demon in front of him at all.

Even if they only confirmed the unending relationship between mortal enemies not long ago.

Perhaps it is because he has set a moral bottom line for himself, no matter how frantic he is, he will not attack the child. Or maybe he wanted to defeat the big devil more dignifiedly, but the little devil couldn't raise his interest at all.

In short, Zong Jiu didn't think too much, and didn't want to think deeply.

The magician put away the cards in unease, propped his head, closed his eyes and meditated.

Zong Jiu was more interested in what the nun said just now.

Unexpectedly, the six-year-old demon was really afraid of the dark.

It's bizarre.

......

Until noon, the person on the bed finally showed signs of moving.

The little demon woke up from his sleep, and subconsciously hugged the doll in his arm, only then did he notice an unclear silhouette drawn in the darkness not far away.

He opened his eyes in shock, and the next second he realized that the man in the dark had lit the candlestick on the bedside table like a trick.

The bright and extinguished candlelight illuminates the face of the white-haired young man, shining brightly, like Narcissus, the beautiful and charming daffodil boy in Greek mythology.

"Woke up?"

Before he could react, Zong Jiu said lightly, "If the candle is not lit next time, remember to come to me to light it."