The end of the world starts from the global copy

Because it is not strong, the comparison is the No. 1 supernatural player of the federal military——Wang Tai.

What he said was not strong, and killed more than 300 civilians in one night.

The technical house named Liangxi quickly imported the information, until the information was imported into the computer, and there was a wind in the sky.

A helicopter flew from afar and landed on top of everyone.

A group of five people boarded the plane one by one, and the plane headed for the Australian inland. As soon as the helicopter vacated, Duan Yun spoke again.

"Mr. Wang Tai, how can you use a sledgehammer to kill chickens as you just said..."

"literal meaning."

After Wang Tai said that, Tong Yang smiled.

"Last week, Mr. Wang Tai and Mr. Reaper entered into the dungeon named Banquet together. From this point of view, Mr. Reaper really left a good impression on Mr. Wang Tai."

Wang Tai, who had finished his meal, was no longer as dull and dumb as before. He smiled and said, "The boy team is absurd...don't say what impression Mr. Death made on me... I can impress Mr. Death... It's a good impression."

Duan Yun interjected again: "Then Mr. Wang Tai, what kind of person do you think Mr. Death is?"

Wang Tai turned his head to look at Duan Yun. He could see that Duan Yun's eyes were shining with curiosity. Before Wang Tai could speak, Duan Yun said shyly, "After all, I am a serial player of our Security Bureau... I am... ...hmm, curious."

Looking at the twinkling light in Duan Yun's eyes, Wang Tai smiled.

Not curiosity, but worship.

After all, Mu Qiang is a biological instinct.

After thinking about it, Wang Tai grinned an ugly smile: "Mr. Death is a very easy person to get along with."

When the voice fell, the four members of Tong Yang's team heaved a sigh of relief.

This time, they were ordered to go to the Dungeon of Urban Strange Talk to assist Lu Ming in capturing the dungeon.

If Lu Ming is difficult to get along with, or if there are some strange problems, then the danger of this dungeon will be too great.

Hearing Wang Tai's evaluation of Lu Ming at this moment, everyone felt relieved and started chatting one after another.

Duan Yun: "This is my first time working with Mr. Death... Captain, I'm a little nervous."

Tong Yang: "No surprise, I'm also nervous, I want to pee..."

The beauty named Lin Yanzhi in the team said: "Captain, I'm a big girl who hasn't left the court, can you say that in front of me?"

Liang Xi: "Sister Lin, you're thirty this year..."

Suddenly there was a murderous look on the plane.

Duan Yun said again: "By the way, why haven't I seen Mr. Death God? I'm going to ask for an autograph while I haven't entered the dungeon..."

Tong Yang explained: "Mr. Lu Ming has something to do and will wait for us at the entrance of the instance."

Duan Yun: "Oh."

……

An hour later, the helicopter landed in a simple military restricted zone. Wang Tai and Tong Yang led the team to the entrance of the copy, and met other teammates before the entrance of the copy.

Two men, and a dog.

Duan Yun has a kind of excitement to see his idol!

He hastened two steps forward, came to a very handsome man with a sense of presence, and gave a military salute to the Security Bureau.

"Mr. Reaper! Member of the 18th field team of the Security Bureau, Duan Yun, join us!!"

The atmosphere suddenly became gloomy.

Wang Tai opened his mouth, but didn't speak.

Reaper, the No. [-] player of the Security Bureau, his files are classified as top secret—even if he is an insider of the Security Bureau, he is not high enough to see Lu Ming's photo.

So...um...

Standing in front of Duan Yun, Shuaibi had an extremely embarrassed smile on his face.

He rubbed his nose and said hesitantly, "Well...my name is Gao Yisheng, and I'm the liaison officer of Shinigami."

After finishing speaking, Xiao Gao looked at the ordinary man wearing sunglasses beside him, and raised his finger.

"Where is your idol..."

As the saying goes, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment...

Duan Yun's face slowly turned pale.

He turned his head, glanced at the paralyzed face wearing a black mirror and pretending to be cool, and he couldn't see anything special when he looked left and right.

This is just an ordinary person.

No, to say that it is ordinary is flattering... This person has no sense of existence at all.

When Duan Yun arrived just now, he almost thought that there was only one person and one dog standing in front of the entrance of the dungeon at a glance. The presence of this man in sunglasses was even lower than that of the nearby soldiers in charge of security...

Until a poof.

Hope to laugh...

The golden retriever rolled all over the ground, which made Lu Ming have to touch the sunglasses on his face.

This thing is so good...

I hope to ease the embarrassing atmosphere at the scene.

Lu Ming himself is not a person who cares about the sense of presence, he nodded to Wang Tai, and said calmly.

"I was busy with other things just now, I hope it didn't take too long."

Tong Yang smiled and shook his head: "No delay, no delay."

"So……"

After Lu Ming finished speaking, he turned his head and looked at the instance entrance behind him.

"let's start."

A slight sound sounded, and Lu Ming took out two Baiju coins from the props rack, threw one to Hope, and used the other for himself.

With the shattering of the Baiju coins, the dungeon CD and the mall were refreshed simultaneously. When he opened the mall and took a glance, Lu Ming's eyes flickered slightly.

He saw an interesting prop...

However, the game coins were not enough, so Lu Ming could only buy a blank slot, expand the item bar to 14 slots, and saved 6800 game coins.

Finally, he took a look at his personal information panel and prop bar.

The focus of his gaze was on [Ghost Transformation] and [Brain Overclocking lv10]—yes, the main reason why Lu Ming came a little late was that he wanted to return to Tianjing to get back the brain overclocking skill that he had acquired for a long time.

He has achieved the prerequisites for learning the overclocking ability of the brain.

And simply tested the function of this ability and its adaptability to its own ability system.

Then Lu Ming overclocked his brain to level 10 in one breath, emptying his skill points.

everything's ready.

Taking a deep breath, Lu Ming stretched out his hand and touched the entrance of the copy first.

The teleportation light flashed in an instant.

Lu Ming disappeared without a trace.

Then there is Hope, Xiao Gao, Wang Tai... Tong Yang stepped forward and pushed Duan Yun who was still in an awkward state, and said calmly.

"Don't be stupid, keep up."

"But...but..."

After a long time, Duan Yun still felt a little empty in his heart.

I don't know if the situation just now was too embarrassing, or if Lu Ming's idol halo has been broken.

Lin Yanzhi smiled.

"It's not good to judge a person by their appearance. Besides, people rely on their strength to make a living, and they are not bad guys..."

Duan Yun thought for a while, and still muttered involuntarily.

"The key is... I don't see how strong Mr. Death God is. His breath fluctuation is not as high as that of Mr. Wang Tai."

This question cannot be explained by everyone.

With doubts in their hearts, they followed Lu Ming and others into the dungeon.

Silky smooth delivery experience.

Opening their eyes again, everyone was already standing in a small mountain village in a certain night.

……

The night in the mountain village was dark, and there was still a strange smell in the air...

It's not the smell of blood, but a stench similar to that of a beast.

There is a wind blowing, blowing the trees on the side of the road, the moonlight casts shadows, and the shadows form clear words.

[Dear player, hello. 】

[Welcome to the branch dungeon under the jurisdiction of the global dungeon: Urban Strange Talk. 】

[Detected the current number of participants in the copy: 8. 】

[The maximum number of players the current copy can hold: 15. 】

[Please vote to choose whether to start the copy immediately! 】

[Voting is complete. 】

[All members choose to start the task immediately. 】

[The mission begins immediately! 】

[The main task is now released. 】

[Main quest: Survive for fifteen days. 】

[Task reward: 300 experience points, 500 game coins. 】

[Note: The world view of this dungeon has been cracked. 】

As the words were deeply reflected in the minds of the players, the shadows slowly distorted into disorder.

As for the people who were in the same place at the beginning, no one spoke first. The others just cast their eyes on Lu Ming, and Lu Ming was lost in thought.

Soon, a murmur came from Lu Ming's mouth.

"trouble……"

This trouble has a double meaning.

First, the dungeon world view has cracked this point.

You can get a reward for cracking the dungeon world view, but only one person can get this reward, which is a one-time reward.

And that's the fucking point.

Previously, someone from the Security Bureau had entered this dungeon, and someone from that team had cracked the world view, but the troublesome thing is that this team failed to get out of the dungeon...

As for the players entering the arena next time, due to the lack of system prompts, they will not be able to verify the dungeon information they have explored, whether it conforms to the world view in the dungeon.

In other words, the world view of the dungeon of Urban Ghost Story has been completely buried and has become an unverifiable mystery.

There is no need to mention how much influence the world view has on the perfect customs clearance copy.

The second trouble lies in the strength of the ghost energy in the dungeon.

The level of activeness of the world rules on the ghost side of this dungeon is outrageously high!It is even similar to the copy of the Banquet!

This means that there must be a fierce god in the dungeon, and there may even be a medium or even a high-level fierce god.

After thinking briefly, Lu Ming calmed down.

Because the second trouble is probably not a big trouble.

Fierce?

Good luck...