Thriller Trainee

Tu Yumen felt that he was so difficult, it was really too difficult.

Finally, there was a chance to inquire about a little new information, but listening turned out to be a big failure.

Listening fails, and the alias is reversely deaf.

Originally, when he didn't try to throw the dice, he could still hear such a conversation or two through the quiet air, trying hard. The result is now better, my ears are buzzing, and I can't hear anything.

After listening to the two conversations just now, I know that the content of the discussion must be very important.

Not only talked about the movement of magicians, but also related to the information they needed.

hateful!

Onmyoji beat his chest and feet in his heart, furious incompetently.

[You have a lip-reading skill]

Seeing how miserable Tuyumen is, the sub-system is a little bit intolerable.

This information has slipped away, and I don’t know how long it will take to fiddle.

The lip-reading skill is the lip-speaking skill, which can be used by throwing in case of hearing loss or emergency.

"But I don't have any lip-reading skills..."

Tu Yumen burst into tears: "Sub-system, look at the number of lip-reading skill points on my ID card."

[...] The sub-system is silent for a while [The survival skill initially has 5 points]

Skills like swimming, diving, lip-reading, speaking skills, and animal training are not necessary skills, because the main system's black-hearted skill point allocation system, trainees are careful about the point of skill, so as to be careful not to waste it. Points.

If there is no point, of course there are only five skill points.

Onmyoji chanted Amitabha silently in his heart and turned two ten-sided dice.

[Your throwing result is 1/5, congratulations, great success]

[So you feel that your vision suddenly becomes clear and sharp, and you can tell what the other person is saying only from the squirming of other people’s lips, plus the effect of great success, even if the other person is talking about some uncommon nouns, In the eyes of you, if you have the help of God, you can see it all]

Domemon: "..."

This one big failure and one big success is really enough to test people's psychological endurance.

But now is not the time to spit out here.

The Onmyoji moved carefully on the ground twice, looking out along the gap in the bookshelf.

The light outside is dim.

The two people hadn't reached the place where the light was, and Tu Yumen scratched their heads in anxious manner.

After waiting for a long time, two figures in black cloaks walked out of the tunnel.

Unfortunately, both of them wore tall pointed wizard hats on their heads, and their faces were hidden under the broad brim of their hats, and they couldn't see their faces at all.

If you can't even see your face, what's the use of reading your lips and throwing a big success!

As soon as the Onmyoji was about to stop cooking, he turned around and saw one of them took off his peaked hat.

The person behind the bookshelf suddenly opened his eyes.

Unexpectedly, behind the hat is not the same beast head in this Super S Grade copy, but a bright face.

The appearance of that man looked very gloomy in the dim light, perhaps because he often hid his body under the black cloak, his face was incredibly pale.

Seeing him take off his hat, the other person did the same.

Sure enough, they were not animals, but two decent people.

"The symbol appears to be activated, and you can be 100% sure of your identity as a survivor. After so many years of confirming the locked coordinates, I finally found the target."

Their speech is very fast, if it weren't for the blessings of great success, Tu Yumen couldn't even see what they were talking about.

The Onmyoji reluctantly recognized a sentence, just such a sentence, the amount of information revealed behind it can be said to be huge.

"The Duke's side... it will send the white-haired survivor over in two days."

"It doesn't matter, anyway, there is a magic circle...If there is no holy religion, how could those animals be able to rule firmly so quickly...I blame the **** cultists."

"Carnival two days later, last chance. Twenty years..."

One of them took a step, as if blocking the other one unintentionally.

Tu Yumen couldn't see what they were saying, but he was shocked beyond words.

"Infinite Loop" "Survival" "Twenty Years Ago"

These exclusive nouns are clearly showing the identity of the members of the cult.

They are indeed the survivors who entered this super S-class dungeon world twenty years ago!

After confirming this, the Onmyoji was filled with fire.

Both he and the magician had guessed that these survivors deliberately took filthy photos with special props, and deliberately hid them in the diary to count them, most likely they were skipped. But after he confirmed it with his own eyes, he was still out of anger.

At this moment, the sub-system warm reminder [Inspiration verification, please]

Tuyumen chooses the inspiration type, with special bonuses, and the probability of passing this judgment is extremely high.

[Your throwing result is 36/50, the inspiration judgment is successful]

[So now, you have connected all the fragmented memories and clues in your mind, and you have figured out some problems that you couldn't figure out before, and you have got new logic and explanations]

According to the logic after the inspiration check is successful, it is very likely that the world has experienced some major changes twenty years ago, so that these survivors suddenly disconnected from the main system and were trapped here.

Because the contact was severed before being obliterated, the main task was not necessary, and even these teams of survivors were still alive in the dungeon until now.

What's even more surprising is that in this copy of the absolute dominance of animals, the survivors have also got a place.

According to the information placed on the bookshelf just now, they even created a cult/religious organization, instead they turned their heads back to help this copy of the animal rule mankind.

Tu Yumen thought of the tragic appearance they had seen in the underground farm before, and his heart felt nauseous.

Many survivors are like this, selfish to the core, and will always only focus on their own interests. Had it not been for the main system to prohibit the survivors from taking action on the npc, I am afraid that many survivors would use the dungeon to hold the npc as the first criterion.

Now this copy is not supervised by the main system. Of course, these survivors will not care about the lives of other human beings.

In their eyes, the dungeon npc will always be the dungeon npc, just like a game player brushing the dungeon boss, with a sense of superiority.

Not only that, these survivors seem to be plotting a major event, and the main content of this event is the carnival ceremony two days later. The main personnel involved are Tuyumen and Zongjiu who were forcibly summoned from the main system. It is not clear what the specific plot is, but 100% is not a good thing anyway.

Are these survivors as crazy as this copy?

"Wait, it's not right."

Just as Doommon used his inspiration to think, one of the members of the cult suddenly frowned.

"Someone has been here."

He looked at the "Sussex Manuscript" whose order had changed on the bookshelf, and his eyes swept across a few imperceptible footprints on the ground, and he directly ordered: "KP, give me an investigation."

‘Fuck! ’Tu Yumen screamed in his heart: ‘Sub-system, you didn’t tell me that they also have ten-sided dice! ! ’

[This matter is beyond my estimation]

The cold mechanical sound of the sub-system was also silent for a while [but it is true...Since this Super S Grade dungeon supports the use of ten-sided dice, it will also be allowed to be used by survivors who enter the dungeon 20 years ago]

[It is reasonable to say that this situation is impossible, because the energy of the sub-system is absolutely impossible to last for 20 years. They should have found other ways to supplement energy for the ten-sided dice]

And why would someone grab the host’s job?

The sub-system is puzzling, and the host is so popular with the busy work of dealing with unsophisticated people and composing stories? It's a good fellow. With such a good thing, it has already abdicated and turned to Xian!

Just as the Onmyoji and the sub-system were chatting wildly, the cult members there also discovered the trace of the uninvited guest through the successfully determined detection skills, so they sneered immediately and walked straight towards this side.

Now that the trail has been discovered, the Tuyumen is no longer hidden.

He squeezed the props in his hand, suddenly overturned the bookshelf in front of him, ran towards the corridor without looking back, and started the next round of desperate rush.

"Grab him! Don't let him run away!"

......

On the other end, Zong Jiu ignored the eyes of the servants and butlers outside and slammed the door shut.

The room was dark, and the only light source was the candlestick in his hand.

The curtains on both sides tightly conceal the gradually dimming sky curtain outside, preventing light from leaking in, and you can't see your fingers.

Zong Jiu remembered that when they were sitting on the carriage not long ago, they saw the sunrise through the window of the car and saw the sky lit up. But after a long time now, the sky is gradually being occupied by the night again, regaining the appearance of the night, the dark clouds are low, covering the shining thunder light behind the storm.

This sunrise time is too short, too short, a little too short, it is not normal to say that there is no problem.

"The closer you are to the festival, the shorter the time that belongs to the day."

In the darkness, the Duke sitting in a high-backed chair slowly said: "Wait until the day of Carnival, the whole day will be night, no sunrise, no day."

Zong Jiu didn't answer, but walked to the bed very leisurely and lay down on his own.

The beds belonging to those in power are naturally expensive, and I don’t know what material the quilts and pillows are made of. When I lie down, I feel like rolling into a soft cloud, comfortably letting the magician squint his eyes and look real. Like a lazy cat.

"You take the initiative to come over, it seems that the question just now finally came to the conclusion?

The shadow of the cruising land slowly fell to the bedside of the young man, and he picked up a long silver-white hair.

"No." Zong Jiu waved lazily: "I'm here to tell you a bedtime story."

They all tacitly did not advance the copy of that special Judgment Day, as if it never existed.

But now, Zong Jiu took the initiative to break this tacit understanding.

"I warn you, don't try to find the same trace of that kid on my body."

"Then another way."

Since you want to fool someone, you can't provoke the other person first.

Zong Jiu turned around and stared at the dark golden pupils behind the shadow.

The magician was the first to invite him.

"Let's play a game, how about?"