The end of the world starts from the global copy

"That's Meng Village over there."

Lu Ming gazed into the distance, and saw the small mountain village with just one glance.

There is no cultivated land around the mountain village, nor any modern facilities. The buildings in the village are dilapidated, and you can only feel desolation and poverty at a glance.

However, when he listened carefully, Lu Ming could hear the sound of laughter coming from Meng Village.

There seems to be some happy event in Meng Village today, and the banquet is underway.

"Let's go."

After saying this, Lu Ming stepped forward, but Wang Dana behind him just remained motionless.

With a flustered expression on his face, the old man waved his hands again and again and said, "Comrade, this Mengcun is not a good place. You are a brave man who is not afraid of those things inside, and the little old man is not as capable as you... "

The panicked expression on Wang Dana's face did not seem to be fake.

But that gray emotional light was even more intense.

See you, Lu Ming nodded.

"Alright, if you want to stay here, just stay here."

After finishing speaking, Lu Ming ignored Wang Dana and walked towards Meng Village.

Behind him, when he saw Lu Ming walking away, Wang Da Na sneered at the corner of his mouth.

Turning over the pocket with his hand, he took out a gray incense stick from the pocket.

When the incense is lit, the smoke curls up, but the smoke dissipates within half a foot of the air.

A faint, imperceptible smell rippling in the air.

Holding the incense, Wang Dana muttered in a cold voice: "The snipe and the clam compete for the fisherman's profit. Little thing, let's see who is unlucky this time."

……

The closer you are to Meng Village, the more lively you can feel the village.

People shouted and shouted, and the noise even spread outside the village.

Even though it is a small and extremely barren village, there are still so many residents.

Of course, not people, but ghosts...

While walking, Lu Ming looked at the small village ahead.

A faint light flashed through Lu Ming's eyes, and within a moment, everything in the village was captured by Lu Ming's eyes.

Inexplicably, Lu Ming muttered softly: "It's interesting..."

In the next second, Lu Ming's figure quietly disappeared without a trace.

……

Lu Daxun is 30 years old this year.

One common social animal in Pingcheng City.

Lu Daxun, who is [-] this year, has not yet married. His hometown is in the countryside, and his parents are just ordinary farmers.

And Lu Daxun didn't have the ability to earn more than [-] yuan a month. In Pingcheng City, a small third-tier city, buying a house by himself is really far away.

Those without property have no perseverance.

Eating, drinking and playing all day and all night, working to make money, seems to have erased Lu Daxun's edges and corners.However, in life, who doesn't want to cross the class and become a superior person?

Skillful.

The global copy system is turned on.

The magical global dungeon system completely ignited the flame in Lu Daxun's heart.

Anyway, there is no hope in this life.

Anyway, living like this is just burning youth and sweating for the capitalists.

Anyway, I happen to still have a little bit of strength and drive.

Lu Daxun felt that he had seized the opportunity to change his fate against the sky.

Originally, Lu Daxun just wanted to try out some low-level dungeons according to the official strategy.

However, when he paid attention to the big v number [Zhang Ge said copy] on the Internet, his original plan was completely overturned by Lu Daxun.

"Anyway, it's all about playing with one's life. The income of the S-level dungeon is obviously greater! Let's rush! If you die, you will be knocked down, and if you can't die, I will get mad."

Common gambler psychology.

In this way, Lu Daxun came to the copy of the night banquet.And his initial entry point happened to be near Meng Village.

In Mengcun today, it seems that someone is getting married.

There is a big banquet in the village.

Observing the scene in the village, Lu Daxun simply judged that the technological level of this dungeon is not advanced...but the natives are very enthusiastic.

Seeing his new face, the residents of Meng Village didn't mean to reject him, but warmly invited him to the wedding banquet.

Lu Daxun likes the banquet the most...

At this moment, there is a running water mat in Meng Village.

Seven mahogany tables are placed on the narrow dirt road in the village. On the tables are dishes such as butchered pig dishes, stewed pork vermicelli, pig head meat and other delicacies. The home-brewed local wine has a unique intoxicating taste.

Sitting at a table with a group of fellow villagers, Lu Daxun ate and drank, feeling very uncomfortable.

"Come on, guest, on behalf of all of us in Meng Village, I would like to offer you a toast!"

"Drink, drink, thank you fellow villagers so much today! I did it!"

"Okay! The guest is such a cheerful person! We did it too."

"Come on, do it all, do it all! It's all in the wine."

The house brewed wine is full of stamina.

Lu Daxun, who never poured a thousand cups, was already groggy after only drinking about two catties.

Confused, Lu Daxun asked stupidly: "The bride and groom...why haven't we seen each other?"

The old man on the side smiled.

"The bridegroom...haven't had a drink yet! We have to accompany you, everyone, don't you think so!"

"Yes, that's right!"

"Come on, Brother Lu, let's have another drink."

Lu Daxun raised his wine bowl drunkenly, not noticing that the atmosphere around him was becoming more and more treacherous.

Lips touched the rim of the bowl, and the mellow wine flowed down the teeth.

However, before the toast was finished, a voice suddenly came from the side.

"If I were you, I'd drink less..."

"After all, if a person eats with a group of ghosts, if he drinks too much, he will suffer."

The calm voice filled his ears. For some reason, Lu Daxun suddenly became alert. His brain, which had been drowsy from the alcohol, unconsciously sobered up a lot.

Turn around and look around.

But I found that the time around seemed to be frozen. The villagers held the wine bowls and kept the same posture just now.

Turning his head to look behind him again, he saw a man with a calm face standing behind him.

Seeing Lu Daxun's gaze sweeping towards him, the man nodded slightly, and said again: "Want to see what you eat and drink?"

The string in Lu Daxun's head hadn't been straightened out yet, he just nodded instinctively when he heard this.

He saw that the man stretched out his hand and gently tapped his forehead.

A cool feeling flooded into my mind.

Not only dispelled the alcohol, but also brought the truth!

"vomit!"

Lu Daxun vomited on the spot and sprayed himself all over his body and shoes!

The dish on the table is no serious dish!

The original stewed noodles with pork turned into a mess of human flesh, and Lu Daxun could still see a floating eyeball floating on the top of the vegetable bowl.

The original pig's head meat turned into rotten meat, and maggots the length of a little finger wriggled back and forth in the meat.

That wine, how can it be a serious wine!

The turbid and cloudy liquid exudes a blood-like sweet smell. If you look closely, you can still see disgusting things like bedbugs and cockroaches in the wine.

Those folks, how can they be serious fellows!

One or two of them are smeared with bright red blush, and their faces are pale. Looking closely, these fellow villagers are not even considered human beings at all. Their flat figures are clearly paper figurines!

Lu Daxun instantly slumped on the ground.

His eyes were staring blankly, as if he was stupid...

Slowly, white foam flowed out of its mouth.

This made Lu Ming shake his head slightly.

"With this psychological quality, you still come to the night banquet? Still want to be a master?"

This is so funny...

Saving people was just done by Lu Ming casually.

It doesn't contain utilitarianism, nor does it think about being someone's savior, or making any kind of good relationship.

Things that come easily are done as they are done.

But unfortunately, the psychological quality of this player is really not good enough.

Just ate something that shouldn't be eaten, and didn't even encounter danger, so you are stupid?

This made Lu Ming lose interest.

Turning around, without looking at Lu Daxun again, Lu Ming went straight to the largest and most luxurious house in the village.

……

Meng Village is well-known in the supernatural circle around Guling City.

Mengcun is indeed a ghost village.But strictly speaking, there is only one ghost in Meng Village.

He is the so-called King Meng.

Ghost King Meng, formerly known as Meng Yuan, a female ghost from the previous dynasty, has grown to the level of a low-level fierce god after many chances and coincidences after becoming a ghost.

This level is slightly lower than that of the night watchman in Guling City: Zhang Mingyuan, but it is enough to deter one side.

At this moment, Meng Yuan was wearing a beautiful phoenix coronet and Xiapei. She was sitting by the bed, waiting for her groom for today, while playing with the black invitation card in her hand.

On his heavily made-up face, there was a faint smile.

She seemed to be very happy with today's big day.

It seems to be excited about the new story that is about to be obtained.

Until outside the door, there was a sound of pushing the door, and as the door opened, a man's figure appeared at the door like this.

The smile on Meng Yuan's face was even wider. Dressed up, she stood up, made a blessing like a little girl, and said softly: "Husband..."

"Call the master!"

When the voice fell, Meng Yuan was taken aback for a moment.

However, when she raised her head again, she saw a big hand already caressing the top of her head.

Lu Ming spoke softly, a restless black light flickered in his eyes.

"Netherworld!"