Chapter 67 The Feast Begins

[Main quest update: You have safely arrived at the banquet hall]

[Please complete a unique self-introduction under the premise of "all members present", and do not reveal the trump card information directly. ]

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After Jiang Qian entered the banquet hall, prompts came one after another.

This main quest is not right. So far, no information about the camp confrontation has been released. Do they want to see us get familiar with each other before breaking off relations?

The words "do not reveal directly" are very ambiguous, as if to prompt players to hint at their identities...

Indeed, if the icons of the trump cards of the two camps do not overlap, then people in the same camp can hint at each other's trump card information.

But if the two camps have the same set of trump cards, then this operation is no different from self-destruction, and they will be directly sent away by the opponent.

So the best way is to observe first.

Before you understand the rules, you should not act rashly.

Of course, the most important thing is: to understand the rules as soon as possible!

While Jiang Qian was figuring out the core of this copy, he walked towards the long dinner table.

Including him, 6 of the 8 people have arrived.

No one is sitting at the main seat of this long table. According to the copy information, that should be the seat of Duke Hyland.

There are currently 3 people sitting on each side of the long table.

In the north seat 1 near the main seat, there is a graceful lady with extremely high taste in clothing.

She has beautiful makeup, a round face, fair skin, and a delicate and elegant bun. At this time, she is adding food to her plate, and smilingly responds to the young man in the plaid shirt sitting next to her.

But in Jiang Qian's interpretation, she doesn't want to laugh or eat. Her body language is a little tense, as if she is hiding her nervousness through some familiar actions.

——What kind of card is this?

The young man in the plaid shirt is sitting in the north seat 2 next to the graceful lady.

He wears thick black-framed glasses, enjoys the dark circles under his eyes in 1982, and his hairline has shown signs of receding, a typical image of a programmer.

At this time, he seemed to be unaware of the lady's perfunctory attitude, and was still talking to himself with great interest.

I don't know if he was really stupid or pretending to be confused, Jiang Qian didn't see the deterrent effect of the S-level copy on him.

—— Could it be a high-level player?

Sitting in the third seat in the north next to the plaid shirt was a well-built man.

Judging from his body proportions, he looked like a fitness coach, and a more Western-style one, wearing earrings, tattoos on his neck, and his hair was lush and well-groomed.

This well-built handsome guy sat with his arms folded, looking complicated. From time to time, he glanced at the plaid shirt next to him who was talking happily, and occasionally showed an expression of boredom on his face.

I don't know what episode had happened between the three people before.

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Jiang Qian was walking towards the north side, and he hadn't seen the faces of the other two people sitting on the south side.

From the back, the girl sitting in the first seat in the south, close to the main seat, was a thin girl, who was eating slowly and calmly.

Her shoulders and neck were relaxed, and her movements were relatively natural.

The South 2 seat was empty, and the back of the person in the South 3 seat was a little confusing. His frame looked like a man, but his clothes and hairstyle were feminine... His sitting posture was stiff.

——Who would be the enemy, and who would be the companion?

Jiang Qian secretly observed several people: none of the five people present had traces of fighting.

And judging from the way they were "happily" dining, it didn't seem like they had just encountered a battle or an accident.

Was he the only one so unlucky?

Jiang Qian gradually approached, and his footsteps attracted the attention of the guests at the long table.

"Another one!"

The first person to stand up and greet was the plaid shirt who had been chatting with the lady earlier.

He blushed and enthusiastically invited Jiang Qian to sit down:

"Are you the 'Qianlong Wuyong' brother? Come, sit here, we are facing each other, haha! You can eat something first, and we will wait for the two behind."

"Don't you have to wait for the host to come before you start eating?"

"Ah, no? The dishes are already here, there is no reason to wait and not eat! Haha..." Plaid Shirt scratched his head, as if he just realized this problem.

This guy doesn't look like a master of organizing a party, but seems a little nervous and unfamiliar. Is it because of the beauty next to him?

Want to show your control of the situation in front of the beauty?

There is no need.

The beauty next to you may turn around and stab you... Jiang Qian smiled and nodded in response: "Thank you, wait a long time."

At the same time, he noticed the "name tag" placed in front of each person's table.

The amount of information is not small.

While Jiang Qian silently memorized, a stone fell from his heart.

After all, as long as he has the other party's ID and appearance, he can have full control of everyone's identity card, which will play a key role in the armed conflict that may occur later.

As for the copy of the trump card, it will take some time, and the information collected now is still very limited.

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Jiang Qian's brand "Qianlong Wuyong" is placed in front of the table plate of South 2, directly opposite the plaid shirt.

He walked to the empty seat that belonged to him and sat down.

On the left was a girl who was eating quietly, and on the right was... the guy who was indistinguishable but now seemed to be a man, who had a certain temperament of Tony.

"We just arrived not long ago, and since we have nothing to do, let's eat something first. You should be casual, don't be restrained..." The man in the plaid shirt kept muttering.

The muscular handsome guy sitting next to him seemed a little impatient.

Jiang Qian smiled and nodded in response.

The lady sat down with a glance at him, and her eyes stayed on his wrinkled chest for two or three seconds. She hesitated for a moment and did not take the initiative to talk.

But Jiang Qian could feel that the other party was secretly observing him, and might have seen through that he had just experienced a fight.

The girl on the left put down her chopsticks, glanced at him quietly, and continued to eat in silence.

Jiang Qian saw her profile from the corner of his eye. She was quite cute, and her cold temperament was a bit like Ye Xiaojing.

Judging from their appearance, these people are quite normal:

A graceful lady who is proud of her beauty, a plaid shirt who is not good at socializing but pretends to be talkative, a handsome guy who is fit and fashionable but has a little temper, a quiet and introverted girl next door, and a teacher Tony who is androgynous...

But according to the matching rules of the evolutionary dungeons introduced to him by Lan Junxian, these people cannot be so simple.

Players who can enter the S-level dungeons must have had good previous records.

At this time, footsteps approached again.

Before everyone turned their heads to look over, Plaid Shirt had already stood up to greet the guests: "This way!"

This time, a square-faced fat uncle came in, wearing a gray sportswear, and his face was shiny with a smile when he sat down.

So far, the four seats on the north side are full.

"You're here so early?" The square-faced fat man was obviously a little restrained when he saw so many people present.

"No, we just arrived too, haha." Plaid Shirt smiled and replied.

The two chatted for a while, and the square-faced fat man started eating to avoid social embarrassment.

The last person to arrive was a middle-aged man in a suit and tie. After arriving, he was very polite to everyone, and the excuse was: he accidentally "got lost" on the road, and finally found this place after rushing.

Jiang Qian paid attention to the last person to arrive, and was satisfied to capture the traces of the fight from the other party's missing cufflinks, wrinkled collar and rough right knee trouser surface.

But no one asked him how he got it or what he went through.

At this point, the guests were all here.

"Since everyone is here, let's get to know each other first. I guess this is also everyone's main task?" The plaid shirt really took the initiative to lead the pace.

Others had no objection.

"Then let me start! First..."

He adjusted his glasses, stood up solemnly, and was about to introduce himself when he suddenly saw Jiang Qian took out a notebook?

"You are..."

Before the plaid shirt asked, Jiang Qian explained very honestly: "I have a bad memory, I am used to taking notes."

The lady narrowed her eyes and looked at him meaningfully.

The muscular handsome guy looked at Jiang Qian as if he was a fool.

The square-faced fat man was wary of Jiang Qian. To be precise, he was fully wary of everyone present.

The girl sitting next to him chuckled very restrainedly and was speechless about Jiang Qian's behavior that exposed his IQ.

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