Non-Human Seeking Re-employment

Undoubtedly, Zhou Wenyan was quite interested in the S-level dungeon, so he nodded and agreed to enter this S-level dungeon with people from other organizations.

But Zhou Wenyan agreed, and Wu Jia hesitated again.

"Boss, their reputation is a little bit bad..." Wu Jia said, "They often bring new players in as cannon fodder. If they hide something, wouldn't we be too passive?"

The game doesn't care whether the player's strength can pass this level of dungeon, once they come into contact with the dungeon token, they will be drawn into it whether they want to or not.

Therefore, in order to have a higher survival rate, many players brought ignorant new players in and used other people's lives to ensure their own safety.

The means are very bad, but the game does not stop, after all, this is a game of survival of the fittest.

Zhou Wenyan raised the corners of his mouth indifferently: "After entering, each depends on his ability."

Wu Jia reacted.

This big guy has experienced countless games. For those who want to trick him, the grass in front of the grave is probably two meters high, and most people can't trick him.

Wu Jia: "Then I'll contact them and meet up when I have time."

"Who should I contact?" Shen Dongqing pushed open the door in a daze, leaned against the door, and asked with half-closed eyes.

He woke up and disappeared, and vaguely heard Zhou Wenyan and Wu Jia talking about something.

Wu Jia said: "You want to enter the game with others, the S-level ones."

Shen Dongqing became interested: "S-rank, I haven't played it before, isn't it fun?"

Wu Jia: "...No one has passed the S-level dungeon yet."

Shen Dongqing nodded: "That must be fun."

Wu Jiaqian laughed twice.

Anyway, it's an S-level dungeon, at least give me some face and be serious, right?

The organization Wu Jia contacted was called "Night Demon", and its name was relatively secondary, but its core members were all players who had passed three or four A-level dungeons.

The person who came to contact them this time was a girl with shoulder-length short hair and an indifferent expression.She didn't talk nonsense, and directly put the information on the table.

"The background of this S-level dungeon is the city, and the scope is uncertain." The short-haired woman sat opposite Zhou Wenyan, and briefly explained the content of the dungeon, "There is very little information in the dungeon token. We searched the entire forum, but found no relevant information. information."

Shen Dongqing flipped through the information curiously. It was filled with densely packed words, and she was dazzled after reading it.He closed the document, pushed it away, and buried himself in the mango smoothie.

It wasn't enough for him to eat, so he scooped up a spoonful and handed it to Zhou Wenyan's mouth.

Zhou Wenyan took a bite very naturally.

The atmosphere became a little strange.

It was obviously a very serious occasion, but the two showed their affection like no one else was there.

The short-haired girl's forehead twitched, but she still couldn't help it. She held down the information and said coldly: "So far, no player has passed the S-level dungeon. Needless to say, there are dangers in it. I hope everyone can take it seriously."

Shen Dongqing blinked her eyes, raised her right hand, and said, "I'm serious."

Wu Jia was holding back a laugh.

Short-haired girl: "..."

Zhou Wenyan raised his eyes and glanced over: "Continue."

The short-haired girl could only ignore Shen Dongqing, and continued, "I don't know if you have any clues about the S-level dungeon. We can exchange information."

Zhou Wenyan didn't hide it, and simply said: "After entering the S-level dungeon, it is easy to be assimilated by the dungeon."

The short-haired girl immediately straightened her back when she heard some useful news: "Assimilation? What do you mean?"

Zhou Wenyan explained: "You will forget your identity and become part of the copy."

The short-haired girl pondered for a while: "This statement is too general..."

Zhou Wenyan said: "I just heard what the creature in the dungeon said by accident. I'm not sure if it's true or not, but for the sake of safety, I think we need to set a safe word."

The short-haired woman nodded: "Indeed."

There are many routines in the game.

For example, ghosts imitate teammates to harm people. These are trivial things. What is even more terrifying is the time loop. I don’t know which time the person in it is correct.

But before entering the game copy, everything is empty talk, and only after entering will you know what is going on.

The short-haired girl also understands this truth. She said: "I'm only one key fragment away from putting together the keys. I haven't dropped them after swiping many dungeons. You must enter the S-level dungeon to get it. No matter how dangerous it is, this dungeon I have to go in."

Zhou Wenyan: "Same."

The short-haired girl stretched out her hand: "Happy cooperation."

Zhou Wenyan didn't move, but gave Wu Jia a look.

Wu Jiaqian smiled and stretched out his hand, shook the short-haired girl, and explained: "A man and a woman can't kiss each other haha..."

The short-haired girl gave them a copy token before leaving.

It was a business card.

Zhou Wenyan took the business card.

The business card looks very ordinary, with a pure white background, the company name and phone number printed on the front, and a complex black pattern printed on the back, with an open eye in the center of the pattern.

[Mr. Chen, Sales Director of Life Science Research Company

Tel: 0000-83427800]

Zhou Wenyan held the business card between two fingers and looked it inside and out several times, but it was just an ordinary business card.

Shen Dongqing picked it up and had a flash of inspiration. She pointed to the phone on it and said, "Let's call and ask!"

Wu Jia was about to say that there was no signal in the city where the player was playing, but before he could speak, Shen Dongqing had already dialed the phone.

"Beep-beep-beep-"

Wu Jia said in disbelief, "It worked?!"

Impossible to get through!The city has no signal at all.

Unless... the call is not for "people".

Wu Jia stared at the screen of the phone, which showed that the call had been made.

There are no ghosts in this city where players live and rest, but now, Wu Jia couldn't believe it. He felt a little cold, and he could hear his heart beating wildly in his chest.

His emotions were complicated, he wanted the phone to be connected, but he didn't want the phone to be connected.

If the phone is connected, you can know the information of the dungeon, and you can gain an advantage; but if the phone is connected, no one knows whether it will attract some terrible creatures.

No one has ever tried what the player's city would look like once it was infested with ghosts.

But no matter what, after three rings, the phone was connected.

But there was no sound on the other side, only a dead silence.

Wu Jia swallowed, and said with difficulty: "Did you die?"

Shen Dongqing and Zhou Wenyan looked at each other, but did not move for a while.

In the end, it was Zhou Wenyan who touched the phone. Just as he was about to touch the screen of the phone, a hoarse voice suddenly sounded from the opposite side. Listen carefully, and the background sound was mixed with desperate cries.

"Hello, Life Science Research Corporation..."

Jingle Bell--

A bell suddenly rang in Shen Dongqing's ear, pulling him out of his sleep.He half-opened his eyes, reached for the cell phone next to his pillow, and turned off the alarm clock.

After lying down for a while, he fully opened his eyes, looking at the ceiling close at hand, as if he didn't realize what happened.

This is a student dormitory.

I don't know how many students I have experienced, the walls are yellowing, there are spider webs hanging on the corners, the electric fans are whirring, and the mess that is unique to boys' dormitories is everywhere.

The other people in the dormitory have already gotten up, walking back and forth with their slippers on.

A boy with an inch shaved head looked up and saw Shen Dongqing still sitting there blankly, he couldn't help laughing: "Dongqing, why are you still dreaming? You're going to be late for class."

Shen Dongqing didn't seem to wake up, and she was still in a daze: "Class? What class?"

"Statistical probability." Cun Bannan said, "Are you really sleepy? Didn't you tell me yesterday not to forget to wake you up? If you miss any more classes, you will fail this class."

"yesterday?"

Shen Dongqing tried hard to think back, but the memories of the past seemed to be separated by a layer of veil, hazy, like a bad movie, although the plot could be seen, but it lacked emotion and recognition.

A boy in a jersey pushed open the bathroom door and came out, saying, "Hurry up, or we won't have time for breakfast."

After Shen Dongqing got dressed, she slowly climbed out of the bed. After washing, she went out with the people in the dormitory.

There are a total of four people in this dormitory. Apart from Shen Dongqing, there are also a man with an inch board, a man with a jersey, and a man with earrings. They seem to have a good relationship.

A group of people ran to the cafeteria to buy two steamed buns, then rushed into the classroom.

Shen Dongqing was in a daze all the way, until she got two warm steamed buns, she suddenly came back to life, no matter what, she still had to eat.

He lowered his head and took a bite of the steamed stuffed bun, his brows furrowed: "It's unpalatable."

The steamed stuffed buns in the school cafeteria, it is not an exaggeration to say that the skin is thick and the stuffing is small. The skin of the steamed stuffed bun is rough and dry, and it is hard to swallow.

The inch-ban man next to him heard it, and teased: "Isn't this the only taste in school? You haven't gotten used to it for two years? What's wrong, you have a big heart, and you want to eat delicacies from mountains and seas, don't you?"

Shen Dongqing shook her head: "No, this bun hasn't..."

The man in the jersey took a bite of the steamed stuffed bun: "Is there anything else?"

Shen Dongqing thought about it, but her mind went blank, she could only shake her head: "It's nothing."

But he always felt that he had eaten something more delicious than this bun.

It was rare for Shen Dongqing to lose his appetite, so he stuffed the steamed stuffed bun into the drawer and took two sips of soy milk to cope.

The inch man took a look: "If you don't eat it, I will." He took the bun and ate it with relish.

The teacher who counts probability is a middle-aged bald man. He started the class like chanting scriptures. Shen Dongqing couldn't understand it at all, and fell asleep after less than 10 minutes.

He braced his chin, and found that the classmates who were up, down, left, and right had already died in battle, lying on the table drowsy.

Normally, Shen Dongqing would have slept with him long ago, but today he always felt weird, as if something was wrong, which made him feel uneasy and unable to sleep.

With his chin in both hands, he wandered around the classroom.

Statistical probability is a big class, and there are hundreds of students in the trapezoidal classroom.

Shen Dongqing sat at the back, with a wide field of vision, and he could see clearly. He immediately saw a boy sitting not far away.

The boy wore gold-rimmed glasses and had a gentle and steady face, not quite a student.

Maybe Shen Dongqing watched it for too long, that boy also noticed it, and turned his head to look over.

The eyes of the two met for a moment, the boy smiled at him, and continued to listen to the class.

The inch-banged man poked Shen Dongqing with his elbow: "Why, which female classmate have you taken a fancy to?"

Shen Dongqing pointed.

The inch-ban man was still curious, but when he saw it, he immediately "poohed": "Man? The taste is strong enough."

Shen Dongqing shook her head: "No, I always feel... I know him."

Cun Bannan said: "They're all from the same department. You don't see him when you look down. Of course you are familiar with him. Don't say you know each other. I know him too. Isn't that the one..." He thought for a while, and finally remembered the boy's name. "Wu Jia, isn't he just Wu Jia!"

Shen Dongqing: "...oh"

But he didn't think so in his heart.

The teacher on the stage walked back and forth, the light reflected on the half of his bald head.

Shen Dongqing stared at it for a while, then said in a daze, "You said... Are there ghosts in this world?"

The inch board man glanced at him: "What, have a fever? Or are you sleepy? How could there be ghosts in the world." He said firmly, and patted Shen Dongqing on the shoulder, "Believe in the power of science! I understand. No?"

The class is still going on.

Shen Dongqing sat in the crowd, her eyes were dazed, but she looked out of place, as if... She didn't belong to this world.

If you explore his heart, you will know that he is thinking: I am so hungry, why haven't I finished class yet.