The Trial Game of Life

Lin Yandong invited Jin Cheng to cooperate and asked Jin Cheng to bear the risk of snatching the music, but he also gave up the ownership of the music, and even provided Jin Cheng with all the information he knew.

On the surface, he seems to have nothing to gain, he is upright and gentle, like a philanthropist.

Jin Cheng asked Tang Cuo, "What kind of person do you think he is?"

Tang Cuo thought for a while and said, "Scheme a strategy and win a thousand miles."

Using two idioms in succession, this is definitely the highlight moment for Tang Cuo, who considers himself illiterate.

Although Jin Cheng was surprised that Tang Cuo spoke so highly of Lin Yandong when they met for the first time, but thinking of his vicious eyes, he nodded and said, "Eternal Night City is like a chessboard to him. It was only at the last moment that he let his opponent know what his purpose was. Lin Yandong is a low-key person, unassuming, and rarely takes the initiative to come to the stage. I have observed him for three years, and I can only say that it is possible to cooperate, but we need to be cautious. "

Tang Cuo lacked contact and did not make many comments.

At this time, the two were walking back to East Cross Street, so Jin Cheng took Tang Cuo to the Ruby Tavern and offered a reward for news of Meng Yufei.

Tang Cuo suddenly had a question: "If you buy other people's news, and at the same time others are buying your news, what will Ruby Tavern do?"

"That depends on who has the hardest relationship."

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"The owner of the Ruby Tavern is a businessman who pays attention to money and goods. Once he takes your order, he will do a good job of doing business, but he chooses who to do business with, it all depends on his likes and dislikes."

"..."

Then you have been able to do business so many times, it may be because you have similar tastes.Tang Cuo thought expressionlessly.

Jin Cheng couldn't help but rubbed his hair, "Are you communicating with me using brain waves?"

Tang Cuo's face was black with messy hair, "Don't you understand?"

"..."

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Jin Cheng was defeated again, he raised his eyebrows, speechless.But after a while, he tasted something from the conversation again, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Tang Cuo had already left one step ahead, and Jin Cheng quickly caught up, and then nonchalantly talked about the special trigger dungeon.

"According to what Lin Yandong said, this dungeon is very difficult, and some teams are even wiped out. Even if you pass the level, you may not be able to trigger the reward of the twelve movements. Let's hurry up, maybe we can really catch up."

The news said that there are twelve movements in the dungeon, and it was the player who indeed found its trace in it.Since the twelve movements appeared, it must be brought out by players, but no one has achieved it now.

From Area F to Area E, Tang Cuo was still fifty points away, and Jin Cheng was not far behind.But Jin Cheng still didn't plan to upgrade the mission right away. The so-called sharpening a knife is not a mistake in chopping firewood. He had to let Tang Cuo practice first, so that he could pass the level as quickly as possible.

As for the special trigger dungeon, the people in Area E probably can't do anything about it.It also takes time for people in the high-end zone to go to zone E.

This matter seems to be racing against time, but there is actually a buffer.

"Let's go to the training ground." Jin Cheng made a final decision, his hands were itchy, his heart was a little itchy, and he looked at Tang Cuo with evil eyes.At this moment, Tang Cuo finally remembered the fear of being dominated by the devil instructor.

Thinking of this, the energy of not admitting defeat came up again in his body.

Competing with Jin Cheng is actually a very enjoyable thing.

Half an hour later, the private training room.

After Jin Cheng demonstrated the basic sword skills to Tang Cuo, he dismantled his bow and used it as a knife to teach Tang Cuo moves.The time is too short for Tang Cuo to practice every move. Only actual combat can release his talent as quickly as possible.

Fighting against Jin Cheng, or using a sword skill that he was not good at, Tang Cuo was undoubtedly the one who was suppressed and beaten.

"Come again." The devil instructor hooked his fingers and smiled at the corner of his mouth, but he was ruthless.Even though he protects his shortcomings and is willing to take care of Tang Cuo in other aspects, but this is the only thing that won't let him down——

If you want to learn from him, you have to be prepared to be blown up.

Tang Cuo only had fighting spirit in his eyes.

Swinging the long sword in his hand, he stared sharply at Jin Cheng, and the next second, a figure leaped out like electricity, holding the sword in both hands, and instantly slashed to the top of Jin Cheng's head.

Jin Cheng did not dodge or evade, but once again deftly held his sword with the two sabers that were split from the bow and arrow, and still had enough energy to comment, "The speed is quite fast, but the strength is not enough. Under such circumstances, you have to have a 'Smart words.'”

The two sides separated again.

When the word "Qiao" landed, Tang Cuo deflected away Jin Cheng's double sabers with one sword, and then kicked them sideways, successfully forcing Jin Cheng back.The enemy retreats, I advance, Tang Cuo's fighting style is fierce, even if he uses the sword, he still opens and closes.

"clang!"

"clang!"

"clang!"

Amidst the clash of knives and swords, Tang Cuo was repelled by Jin Cheng again, until his right leg touched the corner of the wall, and he managed to stand still.Panting for breath, he wiped off the sweat dripping from his chin, staring straight at Jin Cheng with black and white eyes, as deep as the night.

Being looked at by him like this, Jin Cheng recalled the past again.The countless times of training, the countless times of climbing up and starting again, the stubbornness of the youth is the rhyme of youth, and it makes people feel happy just watching it.

Even now the joy has changed a bit.

"Are you still coming?" Jin Cheng smiled, not hesitating to use his strength to provoke him.

"Come on." Tang Cuo breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled rarely, the kind that showed his teeth.

Jin Cheng was shaken by those white teeth, and his heart missed half a beat, but Tang Cuo attacked at this moment, and was almost caught off guard.

This is really interesting.

"Have you learned to play tricks with me?" Jin Cheng pushed Tang Cuo back again, flexed his wrists, and finally planned to make a real move.

"Then where were you looking at just now?" Tang Cuo is not so much nonsense as Mr. Jin Cheng, he hits whenever he says, and hits if he doesn't say it. For a while, only the sound of metal clashing and sweat falling in the training room the sound of.

This kind of training lasted for a full four hours until Tang Cuo completely lost his strength.

Although Jin Cheng was also sweating profusely, the strength of the blacklist maniac did not allow him to fall down here. He could even stand and fold his arms to admire the little apprentice's embarrassment on the ground.

Tang Cuo kicked him up, but failed, and used up his last bit of strength.So he turned over in a big temper, continued to lie down to recover his strength, and ignored him.

"Okay." Jin Cheng bent down, supported his knee with one hand and stretched out the other to him, "Go back and take a shower before resting, we will set off to do the mission tomorrow."

Hearing this, Tang Cuo endured his exhaustion and finally stood up holding his hand.

Silent all night.

The next day.

The two appeared in the game hall again, and as soon as they appeared, all kinds of whispers spread from the game hall to the entire central area, and even the whole city.

Accompanying this must be the news of the birth of the sixth movement.

Fourteen hours have passed since Lin Yandong told Jin Cheng the news. Jin Cheng didn't know how many people got the news during these fourteen hours.

Those people might be hiding in the dark and spying, or they might have rushed into the mission, and those who knew the inside story must have guessed that Jin Cheng would also intervene.

There is no need to cover up. Instead, it is necessary to show up generously, deter opponents, and maybe scare off a few.

Tang Cuo also knew this very well, so the two of them acted like big bosses, walking as gracefully as possible.When entering the task wall, Jin Cheng even turned his head and waved to everyone, looking at the mouth shape, it seemed to say something——

"Goodbye."

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the players for starting the mission "Drumming and Passing Flowers". There are twelve players in this game. The goal is to stop the drumming or survive 49 rounds of the game. Mr. Crow said that you have to have both strength and luck."

"I wish you a happy life!"

The voice fell, and the vision resumed again.

For the first time, Tang Cuo did not rush to look at the surrounding environment, but searched his memory carefully, because——this dungeon was on the dungeon materials that Jin Cheng bought from the Ruby Tavern, and he explained it very clearly.

"Drumming and Passing Flowers" is a very simple and crude dungeon with a high fatality rate.The gameplay of the game is very similar to traditional drumming. Players sit in a circle, and one of them holds a big red hydrangea.

There are also NPCs standing in the circle with their eyes blindfolded and beating drums. When the drums stop, whoever gets the flowers will perform on stage or answer questions.Those who fail to perform or give wrong answers will die.

There are two ways to clear the level. In addition to staying strong for 49 rounds, the other key is to find the note hidden in the red hydrangea.The number of notes is four, and a single word or phrase is written on each note. After one is taken out, the other will be refreshed, and it does not appear every round of drumming.

When all the notes are collected by the player, the player needs to spell these words or words into a complete sentence, and read it aloud to the drummer, the drum stops, and the game ends.

Before each round of drumming starts, the drummer will ask loudly: "Do you have anything to say to me?" This is the prompt given by the system.

But it should be noted that there are twelve players in total, but there may be dozens of people participating in the game.The system will not prompt you which is the player and which is the NPC. Once the red hydrangea with the note hidden is obtained by the NPC, as an NPC who is only playing the game, he will not check whether there is a note hidden in the red hydrangea.

Then the note is missed.

A complete sentence is missing a word or a word, which may be guessed at the end, but it may also lead to annihilation.Therefore, even if receiving the red hydrangea would put the player at risk of death, they still had to pick it up, and they tried their best to make the red hydrangea fall into their hands.

Looking around, the game location is an abandoned factory building covered with cobwebs.All the game participants were in place, and Tang Cuo himself was sitting in an armchair.During the game, they cannot leave their chairs.

In the center of the circle is a big red drum, and the person playing the drum is temporarily absent.

Tang Cuo counted, a total of 56 people, 56 to 56, nearly one-fifth of the ratio.The [-] people, including himself, were all wearing a uniform blue uniform with the words "Bona Machine Tool" written on the back of the uniform and a big logo.

The logo is exactly the same as the spray-painted pattern on the wall of the factory building. Obviously this is the so-called Baole Machine Tool Factory.Tang Cuo looked down at everyone's feet again, but saw no shadows.

Abandoned factories, dead employees, weird games——

Tang Cuo felt that this might be a new type of team building launched by Hell.

Jin Cheng sat diagonally across from Tang Cuo, and the two exchanged a look, knowing that the other had already figured it out.And this simple and crude dungeon should also have a simple and crude gameplay, so Jin Cheng cleared his throat and came directly to share information.

Players in Area F probably won't be as wealthy as Jin Cheng, and they can buy dungeon information from the Ruby Tavern.There will not be much personal connections, and you can just know the content of this copy from elsewhere.

At this time, someone suddenly stood up and told them the customs clearance information. They would instinctively be suspicious and wary, but they were facing Jin Cheng.

At this moment in Area F, is there anyone who doesn't recognize Jin Cheng's face?The answer is no.

The famous blacklist maniac, the boss from District A, is it necessary to deceive them?Moreover, the players who can be assigned with Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo will not be at the bottom of the list. Of course, they can see that Jin Cheng, who has single-handedly created the safe zone, has no malice towards ordinary players.

"I'm in a hurry and I'm in a hurry to clear the level, so I don't want anyone to hold me back here." Jin Cheng crossed his legs and leaned on the back of the chair with his arms crossed, with a smile on his face, and his words were straightforward, "Now, all players please raise your hands."

Everyone present looked at each other in blank dismay, talking a lot, the NPCs would not understand the long string of words that Jin Cheng just said, doubts are a normal reaction.

After a while, eleven hands were raised one after another, none of them bad.

Jin Cheng raised his eyebrows and looked at Tang Cuo, "What are you raising, are you afraid that I don't know you?"

Tang Cuo: "Follow the crowd."

Jin Cheng: "Why didn't I know you became so gregarious?"

Tang Cuo: "Because you died early."

Tang Cuo never thought he was out of the crowd, he just didn't like to gather crowds.I think back when he was still alive, he was a young man who could chat with the elders and aunts in the community without changing his face.

The rest of the players looked at me and I looked at you, all wondering in their hearts - is the relationship between the two big guys good or not?Isn't this a quarrel?

This thigh is not very reassuring.

"Squeak—" At this moment, the dilapidated iron door of the factory building was opened.

A big bald man also wearing a blue uniform but wearing a red armband walked in through the door with drumsticks, and the game officially started.