38. Chapter 38

The night in the deep mountains was very dark, so dark that the sky and the earth all turned into one color.

In the distance, the mountains were vast, and the forests were baring their fangs and claws in the dark night, like ghosts rising from the ground.

There was no moon tonight.

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

The wind was a bit strong at night, and everyone sat together. Although their backs were cold, at least there was a fire in front of them, so it was still warm.

In this atmosphere of horror, no one could sleep, and no one dared to sleep. For a while, everyone lowered their heads and looked at the sky. Zong Jiu deliberately chose a position far away from Zhuge An.

In the silence, someone broke the silence, "Why don't we have a chat? It's so quiet all the time, it's scary."

"Chat, what to talk about?" A voice immediately answered.

"Alas, what on earth is this main mission? If it's about protecting the people in a village, then wouldn't we have failed the mission now?"

"No, this is a protection mission. As long as one villager survives, it will be considered a success."

The C-level old man sitting in front of the fire said, "There are seven days in total, and this is only the first day. I suggest waiting until the sixth day to see how many people can survive in the village, and then we can focus on protecting those few people."

The heat wave licked people's faces along the flames, and everyone was speechless for a while.

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

They were not like Anthony's team who were still at ease. In such a nearly S-level difficulty dungeon, it was good enough for the low-level trainees to protect themselves. If they wanted to protect the NPCs, they were really powerless.

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

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 intelligence?"

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

Such an obvious scene, it is obvious that Zong Jiu is not the only one who noticed it.

Immediately, a trainee raised his hand, "I saw it, and I also found that after he left, some villagers picked up the things he knocked over and ate them."

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

"Ah! I remember, when I was picking firewood, I went to a farther slope to take a look. There was a place behind the village that seemed to be separated by a mud wall. The soil inside seemed to be the same color as the bowl."

When he said this, the people next to him also recalled, "I seem to have seen it too. Is there a temple behind the mud wall? Unfortunately, it was dark at that time, so I couldn't see it clearly."

Zong Jiu frowned in his heart.

He remembered the temple and Yin Po mentioned by the village chief just now, and he paid more attention in his heart.

It's a pity that the copy has just started for a few hours, and they will have to stay here for six days, and the information they get in total is limited. After a few minutes of discussion, everyone found that many of the topics were not practical, so the topic began to shift slowly.

The night always inspires people's desire to chat.

After a while of dry chatting, not only did the atmosphere become better, but everyone also felt more sympathetic.

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

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

This topic turned on the switch of everyone's memory.

According to Zhuge An, because of the interference of the main system, the 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 did not notice this at all. At most, they only lamented that time passed too quickly when Zong Jiu mentioned this topic, as if the previous life was like a layer of frosted glass, which was difficult to remember.

"Alas, I'm just an ordinary graduate, still looking for a job. I rushed to the subway on my first day of work, but I was dragged here as soon as I left the house."

Except for Zhuge An and a C-level old man Xu Sen, the rest of the team that didn't pay for food were all newcomers.

Everyone opened up and complained to each other.

"It's about the same. I was in the office with books ready to teach students, and I turned around and arrived at the trainee dormitory."

"Who isn't? The office animal finally took a year-end leave, and wanted to stay at home and play games for a day, but when I woke up, I found that the world had changed."

"Don't mention it, I was at the wedding scene, just kneeling down with the ring, and when I looked up, the bride turned into a burly man in the same dormitory."

Another person said bitterly, which attracted a good-natured laugh.

The barrage also accompanied them in staying up late, turning on the late-night sentimental mode.

[Why did it suddenly switch to the late-night channel? In fact, humans are really strange. The more favorable the environment, the more rotten they are. When they are full of adversity and despair, they are full of light and hope]

[Yeah, before I entered the infinite loop, I felt that life was really meaningless. It was only after I entered that I realized that life is really precious... Alas, who knows when I will die in the next dungeon? ]

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

[+1, it is difficult to even survive, and every day my mind is full of thoughts about how to become stronger. So sad, while chatting like this, I suddenly realized that I don’t seem to remember what the life of a normal person is like... It should not be like us who are always on edge every day. Even if we are not in a horror dungeon, we will be awakened by the slightest noise.]

After chatting for a while, Xu Sen was obviously very touched among the two old men, and even Zhuge An relaxed his eyebrows.

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

"Speaking of which, where is Brother Jiu? What did Brother Jiu do in reality before?"

"Oh, me."

The white-haired young man didn't even raise his head, "Don't you all know it?"

[Know what? Is this white-haired guy really a magician? horrified.jpg]

[Damn, put a magician in a casino, I???]

[Finally I know why he won all the way... I thought magician was just a name he gave himself, but I didn't expect that his real job was this!]

After Las Vegas, the name of magician Zong Jiu is known to everyone.

In the infinite loop, generally only those whose strength is recognized by everyone will be given a title. For those big guys who have been famous for a long time, many people don't call them by their names. For example, the exorcist, the black-clothed Azan, the son of God... and so on.

Although Zong Jiu is only a C-level now, after he crazily harvested a million chips in the casino, no one dares to underestimate him. Many people even opened a bet on whether he would directly ascend to the next level after the end of this copy.

Hearing this, the others exclaimed, "Wow, Brother Jiu, you were really a magician before?"

"Yes."

Zong Jiu said indifferently, "A third-rate magician who happened to learn playing cards, not worth mentioning."

If it were in the past, Zong Jiu would not say these words. But today, he might be in a good mood. Anyway, it was just irrelevant information, and it was not bad to use it to build a relationship with these newcomers.

"Brother Jiu is modest." They complimented, "Originally, everyone thought you were a gambling god, but you didn't expect you to be a magician. You can cheat under the nose of the purple-clothed dealer, and you can also make No. 1 fold automatically. It's not an exaggeration to say that this skill is a magic master. It's amazing."

Zong Jiu smiled and didn't comment.

"It should be dawn soon."

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

"Speaking of which, didn't the main system say that only 100 trainees can survive?"

Xu Sen nodded: "Yes."

One hundred, that means only S-level and high-level A-level can survive, the conditions are harsh as you can imagine.

Seeing that the atmosphere suddenly became dull again, Xu Sen touched his head, "Don't think too much, we old people didn't think so much when we signed up, but now we are on the pirate ship and can't get off halfway."

"Besides, we have been in the infinite loop for too long... Unless we can become a person like Zhuge, otherwise, survivors like us with intermediate strength have to be nervous every time we go to the horror dungeon, for fear that one day we won't be able to come back."

Zhuge An, who was sitting by the fire, raised his eyes and glanced at him, and Xu Sen was so scared that he thought that his rash words just now had offended the boss. As a result, the other party said nothing and soon lowered his eyes again.

Xu Sen smiled bitterly and decided to finish his words: "Participating in this competition, whether dead or alive, it is also good to have a result."

Zong Jiu paused in the movement of moving his fingers.

Although he was an insider, he did not have a direct conflict with ordinary trainees in this copy.

If the main task can be successfully completed in the end and there is still time to spare, it would be okay to help these people.

The white-haired young man thought, and looked at the center of the firewood.

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

Xu Su hurried out to liven up the atmosphere, "Why don't we discuss what wishes everyone would make if they got the 10,000-year wishing ticket. Anyway, it's 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 beside the fire was swept away.

Everyone began to think seriously.

Someone laughed, "If I could really make a wish, I would definitely wish to be invincible."

"Maybe I would wish to complete an infinite loop? Or become a casual survivor."

"I would probably wish to get the most powerful item, or never have to join a horror dungeon, or even better, to get out of the control of the main system."

Not only the trainees, but even the people in the live broadcast room have begun to join the dreaming ranks.

[That must be invincible! ! Wouldn't it be nice to step on ghosts and punch the main system! ]

[I want to make a wish for my lover to come back. He bought my chance to live in the dungeon, so no matter how sad I am now, I have to live with him. I can't die, I'm afraid he will be angry]

[Hug the lady upstairs, 555]

[Hug +1]

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

......

Zong Jiu noticed that these people were really the same as Zhuge An said, no one realized that they could return to their original real world by making a wish.

The main system blurred their active memory. As long as no one reminded them, they would not even remember where they came from.

Zong Jiu crossed his arms on the spot and thought about this topic seriously.

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

All the survivors in the infinite loop are unlucky people who were pulled in from the real world by the main system.

But Zong Jiu is not. He is a book-crosser.

For other people, the real world is the real world, but for Zong Jiu, the real world of the survivors is not the real world where he used to be a magician.

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

It is easy to infer that Zong Jiu's original world should be more advanced than the book-crossing world. So even if Zong Jiu made a wish to go back with the wish ticket, the system could only send him to the reality of this world at most, but not to the world where Zong Jiu used to be.

But... it doesn't matter if he can't go back.

Zong Jiu basically has some nostalgia for his original world. Even if the main system is so powerful that it can let him go back, he will not choose to go back.

The horror copy is terrifying in the eyes of others, but it is nothing in front of Zong Jiu, who rarely has emotional fluctuations, and it is even full of fun.

He likes the feeling of walking on the edge of a dangerous knife. He also likes such a grand stage.

So when others asked him about it, Zong Jiu just made up a lie.

His hand had been healed, so it was not an exaggeration to say that he had no desires and no demands now. He might as well benefit the masses.

"If I could really get the wishing ticket, I would probably wish for everyone to get out of the infinite loop."

There was silence.

When Zong Jiu realized that something was wrong, everyone by the fire was looking at him like a mountain.

Not to mention Xu Su and Xu Sen, even Zhuge An, who had never been concerned, looked at him with a very complicated look.

To be honest, in this situation, when talking about the wishing ticket for ten thousand years, it was just for fun, and everyone's first thought was to benefit themselves. Unexpectedly, Zong Jiu directly threw out an answer that benefited everyone, raising the entire ideology.

To put it bluntly, it was like Joan of Arc descending among the French barbarians. Their thoughts were not on the same level, but people could feel the difference directly.

The barrage was shocked and speechless.

[Fuck, fuck, this answer, fuck! ]

[Oh my god... I'm in awe. This level of thought is really not on the same level]

[I really can't believe that the magician is such a noble person. Sorry, I sincerely apologize for my previous criticism of him]

[Apology +1. From now on, I will be a die-hard fan of the magician]

[That's right, please make him debut in the center position! ! I have long wanted to get out of this broken place! We will be liberated when he debuts. Go, magician, mom loves you]

[+10086]

Everyone thinks of themselves, but he thinks of everyone. What a noble sentiment!

The people around the fire were speechless and it took them a long time to react.

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

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