72. King's Game
(Anti-theft has been replaced)
Zong Jiu: "..."
He felt that Zhuge An was a real dog-headed military strategist.
He was the one who could think of sneaking into No.1's room to steal flowers.
But Zhuge An glanced at him indifferently, and the reasons he listed were sufficient and well-founded.
"First, that is a special prop that No.1 carries with him, and it is almost always inserted in his suit pocket. When you saw him last time, it should be where it should be."
Zong Jiu recalled.
Indeed, last time, although the devil changed into a waiter's uniform with a white shirt, black vest and bow tie, and perfectly mixed into the ranks of bartenders, under the dim and ambiguous light of the bar, the rose on his chest was still covered with evening dew, budding.
At that time, Zong Jiu thought that this was some unknown hobby of No.1, and never thought that the rose might be the one that was handed over by Sanlun and returned to the original owner after he gave it away.
"Second, from the first point, it can be concluded that No.1 will not receive it in the system space."
"Third, the content and subsequent direction of this question should be under the control of No.1. He is probably waiting for you to come to him at leisure. If you don't take the usual path at this time, take a different approach and be a gentleman on the beam, you may be able to catch him off guard."
Zong Jiu said dimly, "You can return the drop of blood to me, or I will give you another drop."
"If you come a moment earlier, you may still get it."
Zhuge An shook his head, "A moment later, the drop of blood can't be taken back."
The black-haired man flicked his fingertips, and the universal key flew from the air into the arms of the white-haired young man.
"Although this is only a B-level consumable item, it is very rare. There will not be a second one in the infinite loop. As long as you are careful enough, the success rate is very high."
At this point, there is really no more choice. This method is better than asking the devil in person.
Zong Jiu "tsk" and put away the key a little irritably.
There are still three days, what if he comes up with other ways.
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The next morning, Xu Su brought back a message.
He took out the slightly shriveled and dehydrated apple from behind, "Boss! Black-clothed Azan said that he still has one apple left, so I brought it to you."
Then of course, when Zong Jiu designated to submit this apple to the main system, the latter showed that it refused to accept it.
[This item is a trading item, not a unilateral gift from a trainee, and cannot be submitted to the command]
Sure enough.
The white-haired young man frowned and put the apple back in Xu Su's hand.
"Take it back and thank him for me."
Let's not talk about whether the black-clothed Azan was controlled by the puppet thread or whether he did this intentionally. First of all, when they were in the deserted village copy, both parties used survival points to trade, and strictly speaking, it cannot be classified as a unilateral gift from Zong Jiu.
Zong Jiu had thought wrong before, but now that he has figured it out and verified his guess, it is undoubtedly just cutting off a way out again.
Counting the fruits he gave out in the deserted village copy, all the trainees ate them without leaving any. On the contrary, only the ones traded were left. Now think about it, it can be said that you have to pay for what you have done.
So in the next day, Zong Jiu acted as if nothing happened, doing what he had to do, and even had the mood to go to the restaurant on the second floor for a walk, and picked a few new clothes on the first floor.
After entering level B, other permissions did not change much, and the main system has always been generous in life. Although the high-level trainees were indifferent, they did not take the initiative to provoke him. Instead, many newcomers and low-level veterans showed their willingness to surrender.
Because of some changes in the King's Game, several major forces began to pay attention to the magician.
If the latter really wants to establish his own power in the thriller trainee competition, it will undoubtedly take away the spoils of other major forces.
Among the trainees who have been promoted to B level or above, except for those S-level free men with strong strength, the others are almost all organized.
After all, the difficulty of the infinite loop copy is so great that the lone ranger can't survive alone and can only rely on the big forces to form a team. Although the forces will collect membership fees uniformly, they will focus on cultivating potential survivors. It is a conscientious and mutually beneficial relationship, and the survival rate of the survivors is also greatly improved.
The entire thriller trainee competition has already gone through two rounds, and the veterans in Class B are trying their best to squeeze into Class A, because in the end there will only be 100 spots for debut, and those who cannot debut will undoubtedly be buried in this competition.
As luck would have it, these places have almost been decided. After communicating with each other, all the forces reached a preliminary consensus. The seats that even the old people themselves don't have enough, and the newcomers have to come forward to grab them. Isn't this touching on the fundamental interests?
However, the leading forces have not made any moves yet, such as the Night Clan, which recently sent a recruitment invitation to the magician, so most of the other forces have remained silent.
As for why there is such a strange and surging trend only now -
It's all because of the small note that Zong Jiu found in the room.
High-level trainees have the privilege of knowing some clues of the next copy in advance. As the backbone of the upper three levels, the B level naturally has this power.
There are only four words written on the note: collective copy.
Zong Jiu suddenly realized.
The first individual show copy is said to be divided into thousands of sub-venues. The second copy is also divided into hundreds of venues.
Now it was the third copy. The main system directly threw each level into a collective copy.
There were nearly a thousand B-level trainees. With such a huge number, if they were thrown into a collective copy, the difficulty of this copy would be imaginable. And the lower the level, the greater the difficulty because of the more people.
No wonder Zhuge An told him to upgrade his level to B before the next copy was opened. So, I'm afraid the copy encountered by C-level trainees would be very dangerous.
This time, the main system might be serious and directly screen out a large number of people.
It was not until the second night that Zong Jiu slowly went to the open-air bar again.
There was no way. If the task was not completed, it would be directly wiped out. There was no mercy. He had to go even if he didn't want to.
He deliberately chose the position of the previous bar counter and ordered another glass of whiskey.
After the bartender turned around, Zong Jiu regretfully found that he was just an ordinary system NPC.
"Thank you."
This time the wine was much worse than last time.
The bartender trained by the system assembly line is not as good as the No.1 in craftsmanship.
Zong Jiu stared quietly at the clear brown wine in his hand refracted by the light, and suddenly picked up the glass and drank it all.
The young man raised his neck, and the slender curve was almost white and reflective under the dim light.
The cold wine slid down his thin lips into the esophagus, flowed into the stomach, and burned like fire. Everyone who saw this scene was dazzled.
Unfortunately, I don’t know if it was because he was drunk, the white-haired young man turned around and left the open-air bar after drinking this glass of wine, leaving the other trainees who were watching to chat.
"Have you heard the news about the magician these days?"
"I heard it. If he builds up power, I'm very interested."
"I don't know if the magician completed the last round of the King's Game the day before yesterday."
"It should be completed. It's such a simple order. Just go back and find a friend to submit the task directly."
The evening breeze slowly sent these discussions over.
Zong Jiu, who seemed to have left but actually changed his clothes, put on a wig and sunglasses: "..."
Many trainees who were in the bar didn't pay much attention to this strangely dressed person.
There are many trainees who dress in strange clothes, and some even like to walk around in doll clothes. If you count the S-level clothes, they also span ancient and modern times, and there are historical styles of various countries. It's really that Zong Jiu's white hair and pink eyes were too eye-catching before, otherwise he wouldn't have to disguise himself.
Zong Jiu went to the first floor of the trainee dormitory yesterday to buy a wig and clothes.
He carefully avoided the eyes and ears of others, pretending to walk casually along the wall.
Just now, Zong Jiu deliberately went to the bar, but actually left a card for the bartender.
"Please tell No. 1 that I will wait for him at the bar at midnight."
If there is an urgent matter to find a trainee, you can indeed use the method of letting the main system to convey it. After all, many trainees will not even go out after returning from the dungeon, and Zhuge An is named among them.
The devil knew that Zong Jiu was going to find him, so he was very likely to keep the appointment.
But he should not have thought that Zong Jiu would choose to go straight to Huanglong. The plan looks simple, but there is still a possibility of success, and it mainly depends on luck.
Zong Jiu squatted quietly by the wall, watching the minute hand getting closer and closer to twelve o'clock.
At 11:50, he saw a vague shadow next to the bar through the layers of lights on the bar.
The opportunity has come!
Zong Jiu held the key, and the moment the tip of the key touched the door, it disappeared like a blend of water and milk.
[B-level prop: universal key, used]
The heavy door suddenly opened, revealing a deep gap.
Taking advantage of the dark night, Zong Jiu slipped in and quietly closed the door behind him.
The last bit of light was extinguished, and the incredibly large house fell into silence again.
Black. A pitch-black darkness.
There was no light source in the room, and the heavy curtains and tapestries blocked the moonlight.
If Zhuge An's dormitory was a minimalist style with black, white and gray tones, then the room No. 1 was extremely eerie and cold. The statue of the Weeping Madonna stood on the left side of the entrance to the room, and every corner was filled with disturbing elements.
He only had fifteen minutes.
If the devil found that he had not come to the appointment for a long time, he would always be able to detect the problem.
Fortunately, Zong Jiu's luck was really good.
In such a large room, he locked onto his target just three minutes after he started searching for roses.
On a hanger not far away hung a black suit, with a scarlet rose in the pocket, blooming against the dark background.
Zong Jiu's eyes lit up, and he walked forward quickly, but halfway through he realized the problem.
In the silent and dark background, he heard a subtle sound of water.
When will people take off their clothes?
The answer is obvious.
The author has something to say: No. 1: I'll put a rose here and see who I can catch
Chirp: guna!
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