MTL - Non-Human Seeking Re-employment-Chapter 77 S-level game field

Undoubtedly, Zhou Wenyan was still interested in the s-level copy, and nodded and promised to enter this s-level copy together with other organizations.

Zhou Wenyan promised to come down, and Wu Jia hesitated.

"Boss, their reputation is not very good..." Wu Jia said, "I often bring new players into the cannon fodder. If they hide something, we are not too passive?"

The game can pass this level of copy regardless of the player's strength. Once you have access to the copy, you will be pulled into it.

Therefore, in order to be able to survive higher, many players enter with ignorant new players and use their lives to ensure their safety.

The method is very bad, but the game has not stopped, after all, this is a game of survival of the fittest.

Zhou Wenyan unwittingly evoked the corner of his mouth: "After entering, each has its own skills."

Wu Jia reacted.

This big man has experienced a lot of games. He wants to hang him. The grass in front of the grave is estimated to be two meters high. The average person still can't get him.

Wu Jia: "Then I will contact them and have time to meet."

"Who is it?" Shen Dongqing pushed the door open and leaned against the door, asking for half a squint.

When he was awakened, he disappeared and vaguely heard what Zhou Wenyan and Wu Jia were talking about.

Wu Jia said: "To enter the game with others, the s-class."

Shen Dongqing came to the interest: "S class, haven't played too much, is it fun?"

Wu Jia: "...No one has passed the s-level copy yet."

Shen Dongqing nodded: "That must be fun."

Wu Jiagan laughed twice.

It’s a s-level copy, so let’s give it a face, seriously?

The organization that Wu Jia contacted was named "Night Devil", and the name was compared to the second one, but the core members were the ones who passed the three-fourth-level a-level copy.

This time I came to contact them with a girl, with short shoulders and a cold face. She is also nonsense and puts the information directly on the table.

"The background of this s-level copy is urban, the scope is uncertain." The short-haired woman sat on the opposite side of Zhou Wenyan and gave a general comment on the contents of the copy. "There is very little information in the copy of the token. We collected the entire forum and found no relevant information. information."

Shen Dongqing curiously flipped through the information. The above is a dense word, and it was a dazzling look. He closed the information and pushed it far away, burying his head and eating the mango smoothie.

He didn't eat enough. He picked up a spoonful and handed it to Zhou Wenyan's mouth.

Zhou Wenyan took a natural meal.

The atmosphere has become a bit strange.

It is a very serious occasion, and the two people show their love.

The short-haired female's forehead bounced a bit, but she still couldn't hold back. She held down the information and said coldly: "No player has passed the s-level copy so far, and the danger is not necessary to say more. I hope that you can take it seriously."

Shen Dongqing blinked his eyes and raised his right hand and said, "I am serious."

Wu Jia is laughing.

Short hair female: "..."

Zhou Wenyan swept the past: "Continue."

Short-haired women can only ignore Shen Dongqing and continue to say: "I don't know if you have any clues about the s-level copy. We can communicate with each other."

Zhou Wenyan did not hide and squatted, simply said: "After entering the s-level copy, it is easy to be assimilated by the copy."

As soon as the short-haired woman heard that there might be useful news, she immediately straightened her back: "Assimilation? What does it mean?"

Zhou Wenyan explained: "You will forget your identity and become part of the copy."

The short-haired girl pondered: "This statement is too general..."

Zhou Wenyan said: "I just accidentally listened to the creatures in the copy. It is true or false, but it is not certain, but for the sake of safety, I think we need to set a safe word."

Short hair woman nodded: "Really."

There are many ways to play the game.

For example, ghosts imitate teammates and victims, these are small things. What is even more terrifying is the time loop. I don't know which time people are right.

But before you enter the game copy, everything is empty talk, only after you go in will know what it is.

The short-haired woman also understands this truth. She said: "I still have a key fragment to get together the keys. I haven't dropped a lot of copies. I have to enter the s-level copy to get it. No matter how dangerous, this copy. I can't enter."

Zhou Wenyan: "The same."

The short hair woman extended her hand: "Happy cooperation."

Zhou Wenyan did not move, giving Wu Jia a look.

Wu Jiagan smiled and reached out and shook the short hair girl, explaining: "Men and women don't kiss and laugh haha..."

Short-haired women gave them a copy of the token before they left.

That is a business card.

Zhou Wenyan took the business card.

The business card looks very ordinary, the background is pure white, the company name and phone number are printed on the front, and a black complex pattern is printed on the reverse side. The center of the pattern is a split eye.

[Mr. Chen, Sales Director, Life Science Research Corporation

Phone: 0000-83427800]

Zhou Wenyan used **** to hold the business card, and looked inside and outside several times. It was just an ordinary business card.

Shen Dongqing took a look, and the flash of light flashed, pointing to the phone above and said, "Let's call and ask!"

Wu Jiazheng said that there is no signal in the city where the players play, but Shen Dongqing has already dialed the phone before he even has time to open the door.

"Beep - beep - beep -"

Wu Jia said incredulously: "Is it all right?!"

It is impossible to get through! There is no signal at all in this city.

Unless... this call is not for "people."

Wu Jia stared at the phone screen, showing that the phone had been dialed out.

There is no ghost in the city where the player lives and rests, but now, Wu Jia does not believe it. He feels a little cold and hears the heart in his chest.

His mood is very complicated, he wants the phone to be connected, and he doesn't want to turn the phone on.

When the phone is connected, you can know the information of the copy and you can take advantage of it; but if the phone is connected, no one knows if it will attract any horrible creatures.

No one has tried, what will happen if the player's city enters the ghost.

Just no matter what, after the three bells ringed, the phone passed.

There is no sound on the opposite side, only a piece of silence.

Wu Jia swallowed his throat and said hard: "Hang up?"

Shen Dongqing and Zhou Wenyan looked at each other and did not move for the time being.

In the end, Zhou Wenyan touched the mobile phone. When he was about to touch the screen of the mobile phone, a hoarse voice sounded loudly across the floor. He listened carefully, and the background sound was mixed with desperate crying.

"Hello, life science research company..."

Jingle Bell--

Shen Dongqing’s ear suddenly blew a ringtone and pulled him out of his sleep. He squinted halfway, touched the cell phone on his pillow and turned off the alarm clock.

After lying for a while, he completely opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling that was close at hand, as if nothing happened.

This is a student residence.

I don't know how many students have gone through, the walls are yellow, the spider webs are hanging in the corners, the electric fans are screaming, and the mess is unique to the boys' bedroom.

The other people in the bedroom have already gotten up, pulling the slippers to go back and forth.

A boy with a shaved inch looked up and saw Shen Dongqing sitting still there, not smiling: "Holly, why are you still dreaming? You are late for class."

Shen Dongqing seems to be awake, but also a little embarrassed: "Class? What class?"

"Statistical probability." The inch man said, "Are you really stupid? Didn't you tell me yesterday that you should wake up? If you miss class, you will hang up."

"yesterday?"

Shen Dongqing reluctantly recalled that the memories of the past seemed to be separated by a layer of yarn. It was like a bad movie. Although it could see the plot, it lacked feelings and identity.

A boy in a jersey pushed the door open and said, "Hurry, or you can't have breakfast."

Shen Dongqing put on her clothes and slowly climbed down the bed. After washing, she went out with the people in the bedroom.

There are a total of four people in this dormitory. In addition to Shen Dongqing, there are also men, jersey men and a studded man. It seems to have a good relationship.

The group ran to the cafeteria and bought two buns and rushed into the classroom.

Shen Dongqing was stupid all the way, until the two hot buns started, he suddenly came alive, no matter what, still have to eat.

He bowed his head and took a sip of bun, and his brow suddenly wrinkled: "Difficult to eat."

The buns of the school canteen are too small to be thick, and the bun is rough and dry, and it is difficult to swallow. The filling inside is very greasy, and I don’t know what kind of meat, with a smell.

The man next to the inch board heard it and said: "Isn't this taste for school? You haven't used it for two years? Hey, you have a big heart, and you want to eat Shanzhen Haiwei."

Shen Dongqing shook his head: "No, this buns are not yet..."

The jersey man took a sip of buns: "Is there nothing yet?"

Shen Dongqing thought about it, but his brain was blank and he could only shake his head: "Nothing."

But he always felt that he had eaten something better than this buns.

Shen Dongqing rarely lost his appetite, stuffed the buns into the drawer, and drank two soymilk.

The inch man glanced at him: "You don't eat, I ate." He took the steamed buns and ate it with relish.

The teacher of statistical probability is a middle-aged bald man. When he started class like a chanting, Shen Dongqing couldn’t understand it. He insisted on being sleepy for less than ten minutes.

He held up his chin and found that the up and down students had already died, and they were sleepy on the table.

If Shen Dongqing had been sleeping with him for a long time, he always felt weird today. It seemed that something was wrong, which caused him to feel a little uneasy and could not sleep.

He held his chin in both hands and squatted in the classroom.

The statistical probability is a big lesson. In the trapezoidal classroom, there are a hundred students.

Shen Dongqing sat in the back, his vision was broad, and he could see clearly. He suddenly saw a boy sitting not far away.

The boy was wearing gold-rimmed glasses and his face was calm and not very similar to a student.

It may be that Shen Dongqing has been watching for too long, and the boy has noticed it. He turned over and looked over.

The two men met for a moment, and the boys smiled at him and continued to attend classes.

The inch board male squinted at Shen Dongqing with his elbow: "Why, what female classmates are you looking at?"

Shen Dongqing pointed to the finger.

The inch board man is still curious, but when he looks at it, he immediately screams: "Men? The taste is heavy enough."

Shen Dongqing shook his head: "No, I always feel... I know him."

The inch board man said: "It's all the same department. I don't see it when I look down. Of course I am familiar with it. Don't say that you know, I know it, not that..." He thought for a moment and finally remembered the boy's name. "Wu Jia, he is not Wu Jia!"

Shen Dongqing: "...oh"

But he didn't think so in his heart.

The teacher on the stage walked around, and the bald half of the skull reflected the light.

Shen Dongqing stared at it for a while and shouted: "You said... Is there a ghost in this world?"

The inch man glanced at him: "How, fever, or sleepy? How could there be a ghost in the world?" He said that he was smashing the iron and patted Shen Dongqing's shoulder. "I believe in the power of science! Do not?"

The class is still going on.

Shen Dongqing sat in the crowd, his eyes were confused, but he seemed to be out of place, as if...not in this world.

If you look into his heart, you will know that he is thinking: I am so hungry, why haven’t I left school yet. 2k novel reading network