Thriller Trainee

The night in the deep mountains was very heavy, and it all turned into one color when it sank into the world.

In the distance, the mountains are rugged, and the woods spread their teeth and claws in the dark, like ghosts rising from the ground one by one.

There is no moon tonight.

The light of the fire reflected on everyone's face, and the faces were visible in the burning fire.

The wind was a bit strong in the evening, and everyone was sitting together. Although the back was cold, there was a fire in front of it, so it was warm.

No one can sleep under the atmosphere of this horrible copy, and no one dared to sleep. For a while, he lowered his head and looked at the sky. Zong Jiu deliberately picked a location far away from Zhuge An.

In the silence, someone broke the silence, "Why don't we come and chat, it's always so quiet, it's terrible."

"Let's talk, what to talk about?" There was a voice immediately to answer.

"Hey, what the **** is this main mission? If it is to protect a village, wouldn't we even have failed the mission now?"

"No, this is a protection task. As long as one villager survives, it is counted as a pass."

The C-class old man sitting in front of the fire said, "There are seven days in total, and this is only the first day. I suggest that we wait until the sixth day to see how much life is left in the village, and we can concentrate on protecting those few people."

The heat wave licked people's faces along with the tongue of fire, and for a while everyone was relatively speechless.

Although the method mentioned by the C-level is not very humane, it is indeed a good idea.

They are not like Anthony's squad that is easy to do. In such a dungeon of almost S grade, it is good for the middle and low-level trainees to protect themselves. If they still want to protect the npc, it is really powerless.

"Anyway, there are still six days, no hurry."

Zong Jiu moved his frozen hands, "We must first figure out what happened in this village, so that we can have a clue to protect it."

He spoke, and everyone agreed.

"Why don't we exchange information with each other?"

The white-haired young man nodded, "When the village chief's son came over, the bowl was filled with soil and meat."

Obviously it is impossible for Zong Jiu alone to notice such an obvious scene.

A trainee immediately raised his hand, "I saw it, and I also found that after he left, some villagers picked up something he overturned to eat."

Xu Su racked his brains, "I am a little familiar with that red soil."

"Ah! Come to think of it, when I was picking up firewood, I went to look at the soil **** a little farther away. There was a place at the back of the village that seemed to be separated by an earth wall, and the soil inside seemed to be the same color as the bowl."

When he said this, he recalled it next to him, "I seem to have seen it too, is there a temple behind the earth wall? It's a pity that the sky was already dark at that time, and I didn't see it clearly."

Zong Jiu frowned in his heart.

He thought of the temple and Yin Po that the village chief had just said, and he paid more attention to it.

It's a pity that the copy has only just started for a few hours, and they will stay here for six days, and the information they can get is limited. Everyone talked about it for a few minutes, and found that many of them were not implemented, and the topic began to drift slowly.

The night can always arouse people's desire to chat.

After chatting for a while, not only did the atmosphere improve, but everyone felt more sympathetic to each other.

Zong Jiu suggested at the right moment: "Why don't you talk about what you did in reality before."

From the beginning to the end, the rhythm of the conversation was controlled by him without a trace, just as he directed the audience to shift their attention from his hands to their heads on the stage.

This topic opened the switch for everyone to remember.

According to Zhuge An, because of the intervention of the main system, survivors will not actively think about their previous experiences in reality. But as long as someone mentions it, this part of the memory will be temporarily unblocked.

Others didn't realize this at all. At most, when Zong Jiu mentioned this topic, he felt that time flies too fast, as if the previous life was like a layer of frosted glass, it was hard to remember.

"Oh, I'm an ordinary graduate and I'm still looking for a job. The first day I went to work to catch the subway, I was dragged here as soon as I got out."

Except for Zhuge An and a C-level old man Xu Sen, the team that did not pay the food was all newcomers.

Everyone opened the chatterbox, and each other was bitter.

"It's almost the same. I was holding a book in the office and was going to teach the students. When I turned around, I went to the trainee dormitory.

"Who isn't it? The social animal finally took an annual leave and wanted to stay at home and play games for a day. When I woke up, I found that the world had changed."

"Don't mention it, I'm still at the wedding scene. As soon as I knelt down with the ring, the bride turned into a big man in the same dormitory when I looked up.

Another said bitterly, drew a kind of laughter.

Barrage also accompany them staying up late, opening the late-night emotion mode.

[Why turned to the Late Night Channel all at once, in fact, human beings are really weird, the more they are in a favorable environment, the more they decay, and when they are full of adversity and despair, they are full of light and hope.]

[Yes, before entering the infinite loop, I don’t think it’s really interesting to live, but after I came in, I realized that life is really rare... Well, who knows when I will die in the next instance? ? 】

[These newcomers are so leisurely, but really, I have been in an infinite loop for so long, and it seems that I have basically never talked about this kind of problem]

[+1, it’s hard to survive, I’m thinking about how to become stronger every day. It’s so sad. After talking like this, I suddenly realized that I don’t remember what a normal life is like... It shouldn’t be like us, every day, even if it’s not in the horror copy, if there is a little noise Was scared to wake up]

After chatting for a while, Xu Sen of the two old people was obviously touched, and even Zhuge darkened his eyebrows a little.

Zong Jiu lowered his head and moved his fingers, and suddenly heard someone bring the topic to him.

"Speaking of which, what about Brother Nine? What did Brother Nine do in reality before?"

"Oh, me."

The white-haired young man didn't look up, "Don't you all know?"

[What do you know? Is this white hair really a magician? Horrified.jpg】

[Damn, put a magician into the casino, me? ? ? 】

[Finally know why he won all the way back...I thought that magician was just his own name, but I didn't expect that this is his real profession! 】

After Las Vegas, the name of the magician Zong Jiu can be said to be known to everyone.

In the infinite loop, generally only people whose strength is recognized by everyone will be given titles. For those who have been famous for a long time, people will not call them directly. For example, the exorcist, the black Azan, the holy child... etc.

Although Zong Jiu is still only a C-rank, no one dares to look down upon him after the crazy harvest of one million chips in the casino. Even many people are betting on whether he will be promoted directly after the end of this copy.

Upon hearing this, other people exclaimed, "Wow, Brother Nine, were you really a magician before?"

"Yup."

Zong Jiu said nonchalantly: "Third-rate magician, he just happened to learn cards, not to mention."

If it is kept in the usual way, Zong Jiu will not say these words. But today may be the interest, anyway, it is just irrelevant information, it is also good to have a relationship with these newcomers.

"Nine brothers are humble." They all complimented, "At first everyone thought you were a **** of gamblers, but they didn't expect to be a magician. You can play a thousand under the eyes of the dealer in purple clothes, and you can also make No.1 automatically fold. This craft says yes. The master of magic is not too much, too powerful."

Zong Jiu smiled, noncommittal.

"It should be almost dawn."

Xu Su squatted on the ground, added some firewood to the middle pile of firewood, and then sat back on the ground with his knees folded.

"Speaking of it, did the main system say that all trainees can only live a hundred people?"

Xu Sen nodded: "Yeah."

One hundred, that means that only S-level and high-level A-level can survive, and the harsh conditions can be imagined.

Seeing that everyone's atmosphere was dull again, Xu Sen touched his head, "Don't think too much. Although we old people did not think so much when they signed up, we are all on the thief ship now and can't go on the way. "

"Furthermore, we have stayed in an infinite loop for too long...unless we can become an existence like Zhuge, otherwise a survivor with intermediate strength like us will have to worry about every time we make a dreadful copy. I won't be back someday."

Zhuge, who was sitting by the fire, raised his eyes and glanced at him secretly, and Xu Sen was so frightened that he thought that his rash words just provoke the boss. As a result, the other party didn't say anything, and soon dropped his eyes again.

Xu Sen smiled bitterly, and decided to finish the sentence: "It is good to have a result no matter whether you are dead or alive in this competition."

Zong Jiu paused with his fingers.

Although he is an inner ghost, he does not directly conflict with ordinary trainees in this copy.

If you can successfully complete the main task at the end and still have time to spare, you can help these people.

The white-haired young man thought, holding his head and looking at the center of the firewood.

"Big Brother Xu is right, don't destroy your prestige."

Xu Su hurriedly came out to enliven the atmosphere, "Why don't we discuss it. If we get the ten thousand year wish coupon, what will everyone wish for? Anyway, it is reasonable to dream at night."

[No matter when and where, humans have the right to dream.jpg]

This topic is quite interesting, and the dullness around the fire is swept away.

Everyone started to think about it.

Someone laughed, "If you can really make a wish, then of course you are making a wish that you are invincible in the world."

"May I make a wish to pass the infinite loop directly? Or become a salted fish survivor."

"I should make a wish to get the strongest item, or never have to join the dungeon of horror, it's better to get out of the control of the main system."

Not only the trainees, but even the masses in the live broadcast room began to join the dreaming ranks.

[That must be invincible in the world! ! Isn't he good to step on the ghost to punch the main system? 】

[I want to make a wish for my lover to come back because he exchanged the chance for me to live in the copy, so no matter how sad it is now, I have to live with his share. Can't die, I'm afraid he will be angry]

[Hug Miss Upstairs, 555]

【Hug +1】

[If I can make a wish, let me get the book of the dead (crying), I also want to talk to the dead comrades]

......

Zong Jiu noticed that these people were really the same as Zhuge secretly said, none of them realized that they could return to their original real world by making a wish.

The main system obscures this part of their active memory. As long as no one reminds them, they won't even remember where they came from.

Zong Jiu folded his arms at the same place and thought about this topic seriously.

He is different from everyone in front of him, no, or everyone in this world.

The survivors in the infinite loop are all unlucky ones who are pulled in from the real world by the main system.

But Zong Jiu is not. He is a book wearer.

For others, the real world is the real world, but for Zong Jiu, the real world of the survivor is not the real world he used to be a magic master.

Everything in the endless loop world is just an ordinary online novel in his world. If Zong Jiu hadn't expected that he would wear a book, knowing the plot would definitely become his biggest golden finger.

Thinking about it this way, it is easy to infer that Zong Jiu's original world should be more advanced than the world of wearing books. So even if Zong Jiu made a wish to go back to the wish ticket, the system would be up to the sky to send him to the reality of this world, not the world Zong Jiu once was.

But... it doesn't matter if you don't go back.

Zong Jiu basically remembered his original world, even if the main system's magical powers were so great that he could go back, he would not choose to go back.

The horror copy was terrifying in the eyes of others, but in front of Zong Jiu, who had little emotional fluctuation, it was nothing and even full of fun.

He likes the feeling of walking on the tip of a dangerous knife like this. I also like this grand stage.

So when other people asked about him, Zong Jiu fooled one.

His hands have been healed, and now it is not an exaggeration to say that there is no desire or desire, it is better to benefit the people.

"If I can really get a wish ticket, I should make a wish to let everyone get out of the infinite loop."

There was silence.

When Zong Jiu reacted to something wrong, everyone by the fire was already looking at him like a high mountain.

Not to mention people like Xu Su and Xu Sen, even Zhuge An, who has always had nothing to do with him, looked at him with a very complicated look.

To be honest, in this case, when it comes to the ten thousand year wish coupon, it means it is fun anyway, and everyone's first thought is to benefit themselves without exception. Unexpectedly, Zong Jiu directly threw out an answer that would benefit everyone, raising the entire ideology.

To be straightforward, just like Joan of Arc who descended among the French barbarians, the thoughts are not on one level, but they can make people feel the gap straightforwardly.

One by one the barrage was speechless in shock.

[Fuck, fuck, this answer, fuck! 】

[My God...respectfully, this level of thinking is really not at the same level]

[I really can’t see that the magician is such a noble person, I’m sorry, I apologize since I sprayed him before]

[Apologize +1, I will be a fan of the magician from now on]

[Yes, he must make a C debut! ! I've long wanted to get out of this broken place! We are liberated when he debuts, rush the magician, mom loves you]

【+10086】

Everyone thinks of himself, but he thinks of everyone, what a noble sentiment!

The people around the fire lost their words, and it took a long time to react.

They looked at Zong Jiu and took a deep breath: "Come on, we believe you can defeat the devil and ascend the throne of No. 1! Lead us out of here!"

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