This Guy is Wrong

   Chapter 2416 Death Space (7)

   Chuzheng felt that since it was an 'entertainment' 'game' developed by the underworld, these dungeons must be cyclical.

   Judging from the diary she just got, if you guessed correctly, this is just a replay of the 2005 scene.

  So...what are you afraid of?

   "Don't play with something so dangerous." Chuzheng jumped directly from the second floor and landed in a handsome posture.

"Grass!"

   The armed accomplices reacted and raised their weapons one after another.

   Chuzheng moves faster, and when you raise your hand, a bullet is sent to it.

  The crowd only heard a few shots, and the people who were showing off their power in front of them just now lay on the ground.

  “…”

what happened?

  The gun in Chuzheng's hand turned beautifully, and looked at the people on the ground coldly.

  This is my boat!

Does    get you to show off your power? !

  Chuzheng turned his head to look at the crowd, and said very calmly, "It's not good to throw them out and lie here."

  “…”

  This, this is the end? -

  Death Space Control Room.

   "Grass the grass!" Huang Mao knocked over the freshly soaked instant noodles, and approached the screen 2-345 in horror.

   There are blood-red characters on the screen - the main character is missing, and the copy will restart in half an hour.

   The hip-hop man entered the door and saw that he was about to put his eyeballs on the screen, and he coughed lowly.

   "Where are you riding the horse, you don't know..." Huang Mao turned his head and saw a figure beside his colleague.

   He instantly fell to the ground and stood up in a military posture.

   "Winter Law Enforcement."

  The man stood in the shadows, his face could not be seen clearly, but his voice was pleasant: "What were you doing just now?"

   "Report, sir, a tester in dungeon 345 gave the ultimate boss to a pot."

   "Huh?" The man gave a slight pause: "The one from the Blue World Cruise?"

  Yellow Hair: "Yes."

   That dungeon just started according to the timeline, and it hasn’t started yet.

   The result is that the tester will directly give...

   What is the origin of that tester! !

   "Pass the information to me." The man turned and left.

   Huang Mao's taut body relaxed: "What is he here for?"

  The hip-hop man was also at a loss: "I don't know, I came across it on the way, come and take a look..."

   "Did that tester pass?"

   "That's not it." Huang Mao came to the spirit: "The boss is gone, can't you pass? And those trapped evil spirits, probably have to thank her, maybe this time it will be worth cleaning."

  The Blue World Cruise is just like the development in the diary.

   That was a designed trip.

   All tourists are selected lambs and become the prey of the powerful.

  The people with guns are the hunters in this game.

   But this carnival, with the disappearance of the blue world cruise ship, no one knows.

Yes.

  The Blue World cruise ship is missing.

   This is a real event.

  The Grim Reaper Space was designed based on that event for the current Blue World cruise trial site.

   When many people discovered the truth, it was already the second half of the incident, and the evil spirits had already lost their original reason.

   And the tester strangled it to death when the incident first appeared.

   Beginning · Trial · Zheng: "..."

   She really just felt that it was not enough for those few people to occupy her ship.

   Do you want to lose face?

-

   Chuzheng was alone when she returned to that space, and the white light made her eyes almost unable to open.

The    copy is over?

   Chuzheng was very at a loss.

   She hasn't even said hello to the children who are howling downstairs every day.

  [Chuzheng: 20834]

   A line of words appeared in front of Chuzheng.

   is a bit like sin value.

   and a reduced sin value.

   Hmm...passed?

  What did she do?

  Chuzheng thought for a moment, and she probably had a few things in her heart. It was probably related to the few people she killed.

  The whole cruise ship is probably full of ghosts.

   And they all died horribly.

   It was the few people she killed that caused that ending.

   Chuzheng was still pondering, when suddenly a series of thank you cards fell down.

  【Congratulations to Miss Sister for getting a thank you card×1】

  【Congratulations to Miss Sister for getting a thank you card×1】

  【Congratulations to Miss Sister for getting a thank you card×1】

  【Congratulations, Miss...】

   Chuzheng: "..."

   Is there such a good thing? Where did it come from?

  【…】Because Miss Sister finally passed this level, those ‘actors’ thank her very much, and finally don’t have to keep looping there.

   is probably the same as - I can finally get off work.

   Can you not be happy?

  Have to find a way to let the lady spend money!

   Otherwise, what's the point of its existence.

   But it turns out that this is really a bit embarrassing for the King.

   After all, this plane is not the same...

   Chuzheng waited for about five minutes, and white light gradually flickered around.

   After the white light disappeared, someone appeared—a complete stranger.

   After the first two people appeared, they looked at each other and found a place to sit down.

  The word 'alert' was in the air.

   Compared with the first group, Chuzheng felt a stronger sense of murderous cold from these two people.

   has the temperament of a 'wicked man'.

   "Hey!! He came back alive!! Oh my God! It scared me to death."

   A young man suddenly appeared in the room, exaggeratedly circling in place, thanking God and Buddha.

   After thanking the bosses of different systems, the young man walked towards the two who appeared first.

   "Hello hello, I..."

   The other party turned his head directly without looking at him.

   The young man turned to look at another person: "Hello..."

   The other same action.

  Youth: "..."

  The young man withdrew his hand awkwardly, glanced at Chuzheng, and ran over with a smile: "Hello, I'm Wanxin."

   Chuzheng nodded indifferently, without the will to communicate.

   But compared to those two people, Chuzheng's attitude was already amiable in Wan Xin's view.

   "How many times is this for you? Judging from your appearance, you shouldn't be new here, right?"

  Wan Xin felt that such a calm person was not like a newcomer.

   Chuzheng: "..."

   let you down, I am.

  Wanxin was embarrassed when he didn't get Chuzheng's answer, and muttered to himself: "I don't know what the next copy is..."

   In Wanxin’s self-talk, three more people appeared.

   A long-haired man with pigtails, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old female student, and a female white-collar worker in a professional suit.

   After these three people appeared, there was no communication, except for Wanxin, who was like a butterfly in front of the communication grass.

  With Chuzheng, there are now seven people here.

   "Everyone is here." A familiar voice sounded in the space, and then Mo Zhenzhen appeared in front of Chuzheng.

  Mo Zhenzhen's eyes met Chuzheng, and the corners of his mouth twitched obviously.

   Why is she here again so soon!

  Mo Zhenzhen couldn't bear it, with a smile on his face: "I won't say more, my dears, come and draw cards."

  Wanxin put his hands together in prayer: "I hope to get a good status!"

   No one else moved.

  Chuzheng is the closest to Mo Zhenzhen and takes a step forward.

   (end of this chapter)