Chapter 495 We Are Just Doing Business

Yun Qitian speaks very logically.

He can easily bring others into the rhythm of his speech, boil a frog in warm water, start with a cordial greeting, gradually reveal his fangs, and reveal the cruel truth step by step.

"You must have seen that there are copies of you in the Yunqi Group, but those are defective products and have no value in continuing to exist.

We screen you step by step, and finally leave the copy that is closest to your talents and abilities and has the highest obedience.

The first number, which had been retained from the beginning of the experiment, was given to this most powerful replica.

No, maybe he won't be called a 'replica' soon, and his name will change from the first number to the word 'Zheng Xun'.

And you, Zheng Xun, you also have your mission. Although we made a perfect replica, you can still use your spare time. You will become the most important force to stabilize the White Tower. As long as you exist, we no longer need to spend a lot of money and manpower to maintain it.

As a being, it doesn't matter whether you are awake or not, or even whether you are dead or alive. You don’t even need to step out of the door of Yunqi Group, we have arranged everything for you.

As for your friends, they will of course be replaced one after another. "

Yun Qitian's voice narrated this point, and the camera turned and returned to the desk.

He was still smiling, looking at Zheng Xun whose face turned pale through the screen.

"Now we can talk about alternative opportunities."

Zizzi, there were a few more electric sounds. It wasn't coming from the TV that was on, but from those little TV screens above it.

The screens lit up one after another, and Zheng Xun saw scenes of tragedy.

Jiuding Guild, Li Su, You Xueshan and other members were lying on the ground, with a large amount of blood spreading around their bodies.

Mo Qian, who was sitting against the wall, was the last one in the team who was still breathing. Half of his arm was missing and blood was pouring out. He used his last bit of strength to raise his head and imprint the images of the team members in his mind, his eyes gradually losing their luster.

Wanshi Guild, Xiao Han and Qiao Mocheng were crushed in the ruins, with only their arms hanging limply outside. He Yuxing fought until the last moment. He tried to hold his body up with his own weapons, but failed again and again. A figure appeared in front of He Yuxing. The latter's eyes were red and he moved his lips as if he was asking why.

A stone slab fell from the sky and hit him hard, and blood quickly flowed out from the gaps in the stone slab.

Qinglan Guild. The boss that was supposed to be devoured suddenly appeared again, and was more than ten times stronger than before. Wang Shutong was lying on the ground, his exposed skin stained with oil paint. Those colors were poisonous.

Luo Mingxuan closed his eyes, and his subordinate Bai Xue used her bloated body to wrap him up, whining, as if trying to wake up the "sleeping" master.

Yin Lexin cried while holding the body of captain Xu Guan. The captain died to protect him. In front of Yin Lexin, the shadow of the monster got bigger and bigger, getting closer and closer to him, until it completely covered him.

Lin Fei was also exhausted. He was still struggling at the end, trying to find hope of life. He kept running, and finally, the camera focused on his face, and a cold light flashed, splitting his body in the middle.

Songbird Guild. The twins did not leave each other when they were dying. They seemed to have fallen into an endless sleep, with a dagger stuck in each heart.

Tao Xueji blocked Tao Xueqing's knife, and his brother's blood splashed on her sister's face, causing her to collapse and cry. Xiao Jun came from nowhere, covered in blood, and looked like he had exhausted a lot of energy. When he entered the classroom, he even accidentally bumped into the door, leaving a trace of blood.

He picked up Xue Qing from the ground and tried his best to take her away. At this moment, the sound of a knife scraping against the marble window sill suddenly came from outside. Xiao Jun immediately became alert, switched his weapon to sword mode, and prepared to fight again.

At this time, the screen went black, and two more blood-red flowers exploded, which were the blood of Tao Xueqing and Xiao Jun.

Senmiao Guild. Li Shaoan, who had been spinning around for several days because of the arrival of the White Tower, actually showed signs of deterioration in his physical condition before entering the dungeon.

But he can't retreat. If he retreats, the guild and the people in District 12 will have no way out.

Li Shaoan has never forgotten the last words of the former captain. He said, Shaoan, I know you don’t like to be restrained, but I really don’t know who to give this burden to. Senmiao was originally the name of a school. The earliest members of the guild were teachers. Aren’t the teachers afraid when facing the white tower that looks like a meat grinder? Scared. But support did not arrive at that time, and they were the only ones in the school who could protect the students. So they formed a makeshift team.

In just seven days, this team suffered heavy casualties. After support arrived and the students were finally transferred out, there was only one person left in the team, and I was the only one left...

At the last moment, Li Shaoan was thinking about the words left to him by his former captain. He thought that their captain Sen Miao would end up in the end, dying for others.

Silver Snow Guild. The team members all fell down, and Meng Lian also fell beside Shen Bing. Shen Bing's palm gently stroked the girl's hair. She raised her head and saw a deep scar on her left eye.

"Brother, we will meet again soon. I hope you won't scold me when you see me."

She laughed at herself, and a drop of blood fell from her injured eye like tears.

The last thing Zheng Xun saw was the Bixi Guild, the scattered corpses, Huang He's face hanging to one side, and opposite him, a white wild flower swaying in the breeze.

All the top 50 players were forced to enter the zone-server life-and-death battle.

And died tragically here.

This is what Yun Qitian called "opportunity".

"Although the players died, just like the fake death play you played for me, they will not really "die".

Soon, these replicas will be put into each copy to "resurrect" instead of these aces.

Although it is set as a zone-server life-and-death battle, I will not really let all the zones be destroyed. Killing and death have never been my orientation. On the contrary, under the leadership of the captains of the major guild teams, after the ace players presented a wonderful performance, they successfully saved their own zones.

The hero triumphed, what an exciting plot."

Yun Qitian prepared this good show early. Through this zone-server life-and-death battle, the status of these outstanding players has been further consolidated, and a wider range of influence has been generated.

And their cores have been replaced with replicas, and they only obey the orders of Yun Qitian.

This is his real purpose.

Zheng Xun's eyes were red, and his hand holding the weapon was getting tighter and tighter.

"Now, let's talk about the original topic, why you can't pass the level successfully."

"This question is also very simple, but because it is too common, it is easy to be overlooked.

Zheng Xun, you are a careful person, I think you must have thought about this problem. But your memory has become confused after repeatedly traveling between two time and space, and you have no time to think about this problem.

This is a question about time."

When Yun Qitian said this, Zheng Xun's eyes widened.

He knew where the deviation and error were.

He didn't care to continue listening to Yun Qitian, but opened the bracelet to contact Qin Yi immediately, but Qin Yi's line was disconnected.

Zheng Xun pushed the door open again at this time, he wanted to find Yun Jing.

They made a mistake, and they were wrong from the beginning!

Although they left the room, Yun Qitian's voice came out through various sound-playing devices in the building, cruelly stating the truth.

"The concept of time does not exist in the universe. Time and space are integrated. That is to say, in this space and time, I define today as A month B day. You can define tomorrow in my space and time as A month B day in another space and time.

On the surface, these two times are the same day, but aside from the appearance, there is a one-day difference between them. A lot can happen in a day. Maybe a person who was still safe and sound the day before becomes a corpse the next day.

Now, it's our turn. What is the time difference between the first world and the second world? Three days, only three days.

But these three days can change everything.

Zheng Xun, from the beginning, 'the two copies are completed synchronously' is a scam. There will always be a time difference between you. You agreed to the same The time point is completed, but that is the "same time" that you think you are. In fact, the moment you stepped into Yunqi Group, Zheng Xun and his party in the second world had already been declared a failure.

I don't have your game aesthetics, and I can't design a perfect monster. I just used the simplest trick to repeatedly replay the biggest regret and deepest pain in their lives in front of them.

I know the weaknesses of each of them. The White Tower has been monitoring you.

Although it is just a simple trick, it works very well, Zheng Xun, the effect is really... beyond my imagination.

The replicas of the seven players are ready. "

Zheng Xun slowly stopped, and next to him was a discarded mobile phone, from which came the vague voice of Cheng Jie, which was recorded.

"We... don't have enough locks... Zheng Xun..."

At the end, he still called Zheng Xun's name, hoping that he would miraculously appear in front of everyone again.

After the recording ended, Zheng Xun's breathing was trembling.

Yun Qitian's voice appeared again.

"Zheng Xun, it's your turn now."

Zheng Xun's body stiffened, the cold muzzle of a gun pressed against his back, and a man approached him silently.

"Zheng Xun."

When he spoke, it was a familiar voice.

"I'm lucky to meet you in the first copy, and I'm honored to be the last person to see you."

It's... Gu Xiuqi.

Gu Xiuqi stood behind Zheng Xun and pulled the trigger with one hand.

"I will miss the days when we played Werewolf together. At that time, we cooperated well. But now... it seems meaningless to say these.

Goodbye, Zheng Xun."

At the same time, the phone next to him also rang with Yun Qitian's voice.

This was the last sentence Zheng Xun heard.

"We, Yunqi Group, are just doing business."

Bang——

The gun went off.