Chapter 205:
From the demon spirit who said that the humans who entered the secret realm sixty years ago came from the outside world just like Tang Xiao, Tang Xiao knew that the other party was most likely a player. However, it is basically impossible for ordinary players to survive in the dungeon for 60 years under the rules of the dog blood generator—unless the other party has some secret reliance that can isolate the influence of the alliance domain or the dungeon rules.
What's more, the other party is likely to have separated from the player's identity and become an "aboriginal" who can live freely!
Mustache widened his eyes in horror and stammered: "What did you say? What identity, player, I don't understand at all..."
Tang Xiao waved his hand, "Luo Er, how much has your database recovered now?"
The little doll with the apron held her chest up: "It's basically recovered."
“Check the player records of [Zombie Apocalypse] to see if there is this person.”
Mustache's pupils shrank, and he looked at the apron doll beside him in disbelief, unable to believe what he heard. And the apron doll stared at him and blinked, and the next second said clearly:
"Peng Zihui, male, senior player, cleared 36 dungeons, entered the dungeon [Zombie Apocalypse] in the 7th game, and cleared the level with a B-level evaluation. , you can randomly steal the same random item in a random time, ignoring the rules, and the last dungeon entered is…”
He sighed and covered his head in frustration, "If I had known you could still get this information, I wouldn't pretend."
After he finished speaking, the facial features on his face suddenly blurred, and when they became clear, he had changed his face.
The "moustache" at this moment is no longer a middle-aged wretched uncle, but a handsome young man. Although he still looks wronged, his aura is much stronger to the naked eye.
It seems that the appearance of the weak chicken before is really just an illusion of being weak on purpose.
Han Leilei: "Don't you look normal, why do you pretend to be like that?"
Peng Zihui cried and said: "You think I think, isn't this forced by life?"
In the face of oppression, he could only cry and explain: In order to reduce his sense of existence and pretend to be an ordinary person, he had to use his skills to change his face. The monks couldn't see his true identity either.
And it's only possible for me, you can't take away the authority even if you kill me!"
Next, in order to avoid being tortured, he resigned and said everything.
***
The last mission Peng Zihui accepted was actually an interstellar doomsday copy. And his task is to assist the human volunteers to defeat the invading Zerg. That dungeon was extremely dangerous, and many advanced players died here. Peng Zihui was lucky to survive until the end, and finally followed the volunteers into the Zerg lair.
But it wasn't until the final moment that he discovered that there was no clearance point in this dungeon—
Any ad hoc summons, any difficult task are fake, NB company didn't want them to go back alive at all!
Peng Zihui, who realized this, was disheartened. Just when his life was hanging by a thread, the dungeon suddenly seemed to be under some kind of attack. From the system to the npc, all disappeared, leaving him alone .
And at this moment, his innate ability occurred, "stealing" one thing from the space where the bug occurred - "random plane authority"!
"At the time, I thought I was pure shit, but now that I think about it, this permission should have been stolen from the copy system." Peng Zihui shrank his neck and tried to stay further away from Luo Er.
At that time, once the permission was activated, he fell into a space crack, and when he woke up, he had come from the interstellar doomsday plane to the cultivation plane.
Because he did not enter from the alliance field to conclude a contract, the copy rules have limited influence on him. As long as you complete a little bit of **** plot indicators regularly, you can live in peace.
After finishing speaking, Peng Zihui breathed a sigh of relief: "If it were you, I would definitely make the same choice as me. You don't have to live and die in the doomsday dungeon, and you don't have to be allianced. The group of old onmyoji in the realm target every day, compared with the time as a player, this dungeon is like a fairy life."
Han Leilei was a little envious: "I want to live like this too."
Unfortunately, not everyone can take advantage of this kind of loophole. Peng Zihui is a one in ten thousand accident. Even if NB's final plan is successful, Peng Zihui may be the only player in the league who can live to the end of his life.
Peng Zihui also knows that his **** luck is really enviable The mentality united to kill him, and he couldn't escape.
Being alive to this day means that the other party at least never thought of killing him.
Peng Zihui felt that he should have a good relationship with the boss, so he flattered: "According to my observations for so many years, this copy is of the same nature as the previous Star copy, and many players are deceived by the NB company. I came in, but as soon as I came in, I encountered many dangers, and I didn't even understand the rules. But you are different. Your strength is the strongest I have ever seen. You can't do anything about these levels..."
Tang Xiao hit the center of gravity: "How many [many players] are there? Can you see these players who entered the dungeon?"
"That's right, because I also have to do the task. I've seen basically all the people who came in. It's just that they don't know me... The boss wants to find someone?" Peng Zihui suddenly understood something , "The players who were in the dungeon before, have any of your acquaintances?"
After Luo Di is transformed into a human form, there are many more convenient functions. For example, now, when Tang Xiao thought about it, the images and information of Bai Qi and the others appeared directly out of thin air.
"The four of them came in earlier than us, two of them returned to the alliance with serious injuries, and one of them disappeared in the dungeon."
Listening to Tang Xiao's words, Peng Zihui carefully observed the picture for a few seconds, and jumped up with an "ah" sound: "I remember, I have seen all these people, just about a year ago Before! What the hell, they didn't die?"
Recalling what happened at that time, Peng Zihui still had some lingering fears: "I was in a secret realm when I met them. They are all very strong and have reached the late stage, but the **** plot The entanglement has been involved in the integration period, and even higher-level powers. That battle was really tragic... I have been a player for so many years, and I have never seen such a terrible battle. In the end, I relied on the explosion of the secret realm, and I used half of it. Only when Jin Chan escaped from the shell and ran out. After that, I never saw them again."
Peng Zihui scratched his head and added: "By the way, the Blue Ocean Sect seems to have risen after the First World War. They claimed to have picked up a certain [treasure] from the secret realm and suddenly became a First-order sect. There seem to be rumors recently that they have begun to look for traces of [treasures], and we don’t know what it is.”
"I know what they are looking for." Tang Xiao said calmly, "The treasure they are looking for is right here with me."
"Huh?"
Peng Zihui opened his eyes wide, but saw the child in the apron akimbo and said, "The treasure that Lan Haizong is looking for is me!"
Peng Zihui: ? ? ?
"Dare to ask," he said with difficulty, and finally asked the question that lingered on his lips for a long time: "Are you...?"
Red Dudou looked at him with disgust: "Who else can call up your information in the dungeon, I am the system of the dungeon you experienced [Zombie Apocalypse]!
Really, I don't know what's going on with these players, how can one or two make a fuss when they see it, like seeing a ghost, haven't you seen such a cute system!
***
Boundless sea, with the sunrise, a central island appears in the sunlight refraction.
In the center of the island stands a towering tower. In the lobby at the top of the tower, three middle-aged men in Chinese robes have their faces sinking like water.
"Lei Aotian fell in the blood lotus secret realm?"
For a long time, no one dared to reply: "Elder Hui, when we received the news, the secret realm of the blood lotus had collapsed, and the brothers and sisters... none of them survived."
The three elders did not make a sound, but the air seemed to form a layer of gloomy ice, causing all the disciples to shiver.
"Where are the others?"
The seat hurriedly handed over: "We have already caught a few loose cultivators who escaped from the secret realm. As long as the elders are released, we can immediately search the soul's memory and find the culprit!"
"Only a few loose cultivators?" The thin man among the three elders sneered: "Our Blue Sea Sect lost an elder, just a few loose cultivators are enough to pay for his life?"
"Immediately notify all the sects that have entered the blood lotus secret realm that day, and let them hand over the involved disciples. Come to the Blue Sea Sect within three days, don't wait for us to catch people in person!"
"The sect masters dispatched personnel, and within three days, they must find out who was spreading the news of the blood lotus secret realm in the first place. The Blue Ocean Sect... must pay his debts with blood!"
A disciple asked: "After a while, will the originally scheduled meeting for the selection of new disciples be held as scheduled?"
The three elders looked at each other, and although they were not reconciled, they could not make up their minds for a while.
Lei Aotian fell at the juncture of breakthrough, and the blue sea sect's luck was greatly reduced. At this time, if a large-scale event is carried out, it is inevitable that other branches will not be born...
"Naturally."
As a thick and old voice sounded, all the monks bowed their heads: "See the sect master!"
On the highest seat in the lobby, a shadowy figure appeared, which could only be faintly seen as an old man. He scanned the lobby slowly, and the voice rang slowly but clearly in everyone's ears:
"The sect meeting must be held. I will come in person to ensure that everything is safe. If anyone dares to come, let him come and go."
"Follow the teachings of the patriarch!"