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[Congratulations to the tasker for completing the main task: escape from the mental hospital, and the task is now settled. ]

As soon as Lan Qiaoyi opened his eyes, he saw the familiar coffee table and the cup on it. There was a cute kitten painted on the cup.

His heart relaxed, and he leaned back, sinking into the soft sofa.

[The settlement results are as follows:

Character OOC level: 10%

Completion of personal side missions: 100%

Main task completion: 100%

Comprehensive customs clearance level: A+, please make persistent efforts to achieve better results! ]

Just as the sound of the main system disappeared, the voice of 039 came from next to my ear:

[Host!Your personal attributes are updated! ]

Lan Qiaoyi clicked on the personal terminal, and a row of personal evaluations appeared on the light screen:

[Tasker: Lan Qiaoyi

Special skills: none

Appearance: S

Intelligence: C+

physical strength: D

Wearing Title: Primary Leg Pendant]

Looking at the newly refreshed level, Lan Qiaoyi was stunned for a moment. When his eyes touched the column of "Intelligence", he suddenly felt like a small flower popped up in his heart, which was blooming "piupiupiu".

"Nine-nine! My... my level—"

Even if there is only a "+" sign added to the intelligence column, in Lan Qiaoyi's mind, this meaning is extraordinary.

Xiaomei crossed her legs happily, her black and bright eyes were full of unconcealable joy, and she said happily:

"One dungeon raises one level, wait until... until there are two more dungeons, I will be a smart person of level A!"

039 hesitated to speak, it subconsciously counted with its host, even if there was something wrong, it still echoed:

[The host is awesome——! ]

At this moment, Lan Qiaoyi inadvertently noticed that the color of the [Title] column had changed a bit. He paused, and he entered with his thin white fingers hesitantly. In the next second, he saw the light. The name information displayed on the screen refresh:

[Intermediate leg pendant] Activation progress: 50%

Seeing this, the voice in my mind became visibly excited:

[Too... too fast!Host, you are a genius!Woooooooo——I knew I didn't misread you back then! ]

Lan Qiaoyi was praised fiercely by 039, and his fair little face gradually flushed with a blush. Even though he felt dizzy that maybe this was not a good thing, but when he thought about the higher the level, the BUFF that will be refreshed in the next instance will be more The better, he was relieved again.

In a good mood, he quit the personal interface and turned to look at the tasker forum.

The first thing that popped up was a line of capitalized bold words in red:

【shock!There was actually a copy that closed itself! 】

Lan Qiaoyi's eyelids twitched, and he subconsciously went in. After reading the content of the post, his fingers hanging above the light screen paused slightly, unable to fall down for a long time.

[It’s like this, LZ’s friend was going to enter a dungeon called “Gler’s Psychiatric Hospital” three days later, but who knows, just 10 minutes ago, the main system sent him a message, telling him that the dungeon was due to data Due to an abnormality, it closed itself, so the main system replaced him with another copy. Of course, in order to compensate, the number of days he stayed in the main world was also recalculated. 】

An exception occurred in the replica data...?What's the meaning?

Lan Qiaoyi calmed down and continued to look down. Sure enough, this post had been posted, and many comments appeared below in a blink of an eye:

"Oh my god, see you soon, can the original copy be closed by itself?"

"The one upstairs looks like a newcomer. Each dungeon is an independent entity, and the dungeon can even grow and upgrade itself. Similarly, if there is an abnormality in the data, it will naturally be closed."

"But if I remember correctly, this dungeon has only cleared a group of taskers..."

As soon as this comment came out, the following immediately boiled:

"I just wondered what happened to cause the copy to shut itself down, after all, it hasn't happened in a long time."

Visible to the naked eye, the number of likes for this comment increased exponentially, and it was quickly topped as a hot one.

Lan Qiaoyi hesitated for a moment, and also reached out to give a thumbs up.

When he accidentally caught a glimpse of the number on the upper right corner of the light screen, he suddenly realized that it was already ten o'clock in the evening.

Lan Qiaoyi stood up and walked into the bathroom.

When the bathroom door was opened again, Xiaomei's originally white and soft face was steamed with a slight pinkness, her jet-black and fluffy hair was wet, and one or two transparent drops of water occasionally crossed her lonely and delicate collarbone, round and round. His eyes were bright, filled with hazy water vapor.

It wasn't until he sat on the sofa again and turned on the light screen that he realized that a red-marked ID appeared under the comment he had just liked. He looked closely and found that it was an official reply.

Slightly swipe down with pink fingertips, Lan Qiaoyi looked at the words on it, a little dazed.

"After detection, the NPC data value of this copy is abnormal. In order to maintain the safety of the taskers, it is now decided to permanently close this copy."

Close permanently...?

He looked at these words, and was a little dazed for a moment.

"Ninety-nine—"

[Host, it may be the world value change caused by the time reset BUFF in the last dungeon, in fact...]

Unlike Lan Qiaoyi's heavy mood, 039's voice doesn't sound particularly lost:

[This is a good thing for the NPCs living in it. When a copy produces self-awareness, it is a kind of evolution for them. ]

"...Is it a good thing?"

Lan Qiaoyi asked back with some hesitation, the last words that the man whispered in his ears kept reappearing in his mind, and suddenly he felt that maybe somewhere, he really changed something.

[Okay, host, let him pass on the past, next, you will enter the assessment dungeon~]

Hearing this, the beautiful young man straightened up from the sofa, his bright red lips parted slightly, but he found that because too many words came to his mind in an instant, he couldn't even utter a word for a while.

[The so-called assessment is to determine whether the tasker is qualified to enter a higher-level world, and the biggest difference between the assessment copy and other copies is that it does not have a fixed main line task. ]

Hearing this, Xiaomei was a little stunned, he frowned subconsciously, a trace of worry crossed his face, and asked:

"There is no main task? Then how to conduct the assessment?"

039 said don't worry, then continued to explain:

[Taskers participating in the assessment will be randomly sent to a world. Therefore, there is a high probability that the taskers will participate in the assessment alone. The reason why there is no main task is because the tasks need to be triggered by the tasker. ]

The voice in his mind fell, and the boy's voice was not seen for a long time. 039 asked in confusion:

[Host, is there anything else you don’t understand? ]

Hearing this, the young man who had completely collapsed on the sofa at this time had a mournful face, and replied with some stumbles:

"No, no more."

There was still a cat-shaped pillow in Xiaomei's arms. At this time, he buried his soft white face in it without saying a word.

It wasn't until 039 asked worriedly that the boy's muffled voice came from the pillow:

"I'm so worried, Jiujiu."

039 was a little dazed, and was about to say something when he heard the young man raise his head. His fair face was slightly flushed at this moment, and a few strands of hair were messily pasted on his forehead. Because he had been bored for a while, the small The tip of her nose was reddish, and her thin white fingers unconsciously grabbed the ears of the cat pillow, rubbing them back and forth.

He sighed before expressing his true thoughts:

"I'm a little... a little scared. I'm the only one in the assessment dungeon. I think," the boy paused before continuing, "I'll feel like I'm alone."

Unexpectedly, when Xiaomei confessed her thoughts with a worried face, 039 laughed in her mind.

He froze for a moment, feeling a little dazed for a moment, as if he didn't understand why the system had such a reaction.

After a while, 039's voice finally came:

[Host, the assessment dungeon is the least dangerous dungeon recognized by all taskers. ]

Lan Qiaoyi, who was looking sad just now, straightened up immediately, and subconsciously hugged the cat pillow in his arms tightly, and asked in confusion mixed with confusion:

"……What did you say?"

The voice of 039 sounds very brisk, in order for its host to understand, it explained in great detail:

[There are many forms of assessment dungeons, and most of them are dungeon modes that taskers have never been exposed to before. Therefore, when the assessment rules were set up, there was a rule that even if the assessment failed, the tasker’s life was not in danger. It will be forced to send a copy and cannot be upgraded. ]

For a moment, the melancholy lingering in Lan Qiaoyi's heart was like a dark cloud, and when a gust of wind blew, the sky cleared up.

The young man with bright eyebrows and eyes now had red lips slightly curved, and two dimples were looming on his cheeks, looking extremely beautiful.

Because of 039's words, Lan Qiaoyi was happy for many days, and even walked out of the residence for the first time under the system's suggestion.

When he walked into the item exchange, he received a warm reception.

"May I ask this little gentleman, do you want to buy something? Or do you want to sell something?"

Perhaps because of being affected by the constant tension in the copy, Lan Qiaoyi was still a little uncomfortable when he first returned to such a daily atmosphere.

The handsome, fair-skinned young man was a little at a loss when he heard the words, he shook his head in a panic, and replied in a low voice:

"I... I just came to take a look."

It was said that the waiter with good quality did not express dissatisfaction, but followed him and explained some rules of the item exchange in detail for him:

"The first and second floors are exhibition rooms specially prepared for guests like you. Quest workers can freely choose their favorite items here. The third floor is the appraisal room for customers who want to sell things. Going up, It is the auction house, which is used to trade some rare items."

After finishing speaking, the handsome waiter smiled at the young man in front of him, and said softly:

"We are the only officially certified exchange in the central city of District E. If Mr. Xiao has any needs in this regard, we are always welcome."

At this moment, a loud sound came from not far away. Lan Qiaoyi heard the sound and looked around, only to realize that many people gradually gathered in the lobby on the first floor of the exchange.

Just when he was wondering, the waiter next to him explained:

"It's like this. Today is the annual lucky day of our exchange. On this day, we will give out ten tickets for the auction on the top floor."

As he spoke, he smiled and said to Lan Qiaoyi:

"If Mr. Xiao is interested, you might as well try it, maybe you will really win the lottery!"

Amidst the excited urging of 039 in his mind, Lan Qiaoyi, who was still a little hesitant, finally stood in front of the lottery table. He moved his wrist closer to the machine, and heard a "beep--", proving his personal identity. The terminal number has already been entered.

Because there was still some time before the lottery, he wandered around the other places on the first floor. Along the way, he noticed this beautiful fair boy with countless glances, but Lan Qiaoyi didn't know it.

At this moment, he was standing in front of an exhibition wall, looking at the instruments covered with silver light, and having an enthusiastic discussion with 039 in his mind.

Until a familiar voice came from behind again:

"Excuse me, are you Mr. Lan Qiaoyi?"

He turned around and looked, only to realize that standing behind him at this moment was the same waiter from before.

The young man nodded, and in the next second, he saw the corners of the other party's lips curled up slightly, showing a signature smile, and said:

"Congratulations on being the lucky one today, please allow me to take you to the auction house on the top floor."

For others, it was a huge surprise that fell on Lan Qiaoyi's head, but the person involved was a little dazed at this moment.

Looking at the back of the waiter in front of him, Lan Qiaoyi couldn't help but said in his heart:

[Jiujiu...my luck is good. ]

039 was obviously also happy for the host, he communicated with each other in his mind, and soon followed the waiter to the auction hall on the top floor.

"The auction will start at 08:30 tonight, I hope you can choose the item you like."

The waiter's smiling face disappeared behind the box door, and Lan Qiaoyi shifted his gaze to the auction stage, only to realize that there was only half an hour left before the auction started.

He was the only one in the whole box, and he found a more comfortable position, while eating the snacks prepared in front of him, he chatted with 039, and soon the auction started.

What the waiter said was true. As the officially designated exchange in E District, the items that appeared in the auction all looked very unique.

There are spells that can exorcise ghosts and demons, candies that can increase luck...even props such as stand-in dolls.

When this prop was exhibited, the taskers in the audience were all excited, scrambling to increase the price, and even some guests who did not show their faces in the boxes began to show their prices.

After listening to the auctioneer's introduction, Lan Qiaoyi was also a little moved. After all, who wouldn't want to have a "second life" in the dungeon?

Although he didn't have many dungeons to clear the level, his grades of "S" and "A+" still accumulated a lot of points for him.

Therefore, he also participated in several price increases, but he still couldn't compare with some customers who were bound to win.

In the end, the stand-in doll was photographed by a guest in another box.

Although Lan Qiaoyi was a little disappointed by this, he also felt that it was expected.

He was not very interested in the next few auctions, until 039 suddenly exclaimed in his mind:

[Host—that ball, so strange! ]

Lan Qiaoyi raised his eyes and saw that the auctioneer was holding a small ball in his hand. On the enlarged screen, a silver-white halo was circulating around the ball.

For a moment, he seemed to think of something, but at this moment he heard the voice of "start auction" on the stage.

He subconsciously pressed the price increase button, and 039's voice came long after:

[I always feel that the energy fluctuations on this light sphere are very strange. ]

Perhaps it was because the auctioneer classified him as a "high-quality smelting material", so that only a few people in the audience increased their bids, and Lan Qiaoyi successfully auctioned it off.

When he took this sphere exuding a white halo in his hand, he didn't think there was anything special about it. When he asked 039, it couldn't answer, so he had no choice but to give up.

A few days later, when Lan Qiaoyi was playing with the ball as usual, the voice of the main system suddenly came from the ear:

[It is detected that the tasker Lan Qiaoyi will enter the instance in ten seconds: Doomsday World. 】

Doomsday world?

As soon as the sound of the main system fell, Lan Qiaoyi was a little surprised to see that the light ball in his hand suddenly changed into the shape of a bracelet, and disappeared on his wrist in the blink of an eye.

[The copy enters the countdown: ten, nine, eight...]

[Welcome to the Survival Dungeon, I wish you a safe return. ]

……

"Lan Qiaoyi, go to hell."

As soon as he opened his eyes, a deliberately low voice sounded beside his ears. The speaker looked at the young man who was still surprisingly beautiful even in such a predicament, with a trace of jealousy in his eyes.

As soon as the words fell, before Lan Qiaoyi could recover, he felt a sudden force coming from behind him, and he staggered. He didn't stand firm, and fell forward.