Chapter 178: Dormitory for trainees

Next, everyone did not discuss other things. Since the main system determines most of the ability values, all they can do is choose their own route, and then let their fate. jpg

When choosing special props, Zong Jiu hesitated in the friendship cards of the Joker and the Mad Hatter, and the silver coins of Iluka.

There is no doubt that although the friendship cards of the Joker and the Mad Hatter are only Grade B, their combat effectiveness should never be underestimated. At the Halloween event, Zong Jiu personally watched the clown punch the head of another ghost npc into the trash can. The scene was bloody, bloody, violent and violent. Of course, this mad hat is not too much.

However, the next round of dungeons is purely a dungeon that depends on luck. I think luck is more important.

Iluka's silver coins, B-level props, and special props that Zong Jiu obtained from the old nun in the Judgment Day dungeon, can turn the user into an invincible lucky blessed by God within ten minutes.

In fact, when he came back and asked, Anthony Zhong Yiyuan and Xu Su had also obtained some weird special props from the family members of the Judgment Day dungeon.

In comparison, of course it is more profitable to bring silver coins into this copy.

Zong Jiu didn't think long before he directly selected the silver coin binding of Iluka and filled it into the carrying inventory of the identity card.

But Tuyumen looked a little hesitant: "The next copy will not be a ghost copy, right?"

The exorcist kindly reminded him that the next instance would strip off all the physical strengthening of the trainee.

Tuyumen was very happy when he thought that he had become increasingly non-chief after inheriting the Onmyoji abilities, and now that he had obtained a chance to smuggle to Europe.

But after being happy, worries followed.

Onmyoji's ability to relieve has its advantages, and naturally it has its disadvantages.

If the next dungeon is a ghostly dungeon, then the earth imperial gate that has lost its ability but is empty of high inspiration will become the sweet pastry in the eyes of all ghosts.

In this case, Tuyumen would have to consider bringing a supernatural prop, which is better than nothing.

"No."

It was Zhuge An who answered him this time.

The black-haired sergeant stood in place, holding his Tai Chi gossip plate in his hand, stopping and walking in the quiet room, occasionally bowing his head to fiddle.

Everyone watched his movements together, and after a long while, he took the gossip with his hands, and looked inscrutable, "The next dungeon is not a ghostly alien dungeon, you just need to bring functional props."

It is good to have a prophet.

Onmyoji sighed in relief and turned to worry about his full system backpack.

Zong Jiuzheng was about to put down his ID card, but turned around and received an unexpected message from the main system.

[S-level trainee Zhuge An has spent 20,000 survival points to transfer the permission to carry the dungeon to you]

He suddenly raised his head, only to see the other party faintly say: "Bring your other B-level props."

Zong Jiu only had two B-level props. He couldn't bring the Joker and Mad Hatter cards with silver coins. Zhuge's appearance was obviously that he knew what props he had, and made some trade-offs.

"You don't bring props?"

Only S-level trainees have the authority to carry props. If Zhuge dark transfers the authority to him, he will not be able to bring props.

"I do not need."

The latter shook his head, his expression was rare and solemn: "The gossip plate shows that you have a tribulation in the next copy, and you are indispensable with two props, and you may be able to win a chance."

so serious?

Not only Zong Jiu, but several other people in the conference room also showed surprised expressions.

The magician’s abilities are obvious to all. Even if all the enhancements and props are stripped off, Zong Jiu’s identity card is quite outstanding. The light charm skill has 70 points, and the success rate of throwing dice is equivalent to seven out of ten. As long as the luck is slightly better, Zong Jiu’s identity card is quite good. Ran over all the way.

Besides, it was enough for everyone to be surprised to find a top psychic in the collective dungeon, because in everyone’s mind, the S-level is a recommended seat, and it is impossible to fold it before the decisive dungeon. Now Zhuge An vowed to say that the magician might be possible. It will be life-threatening in the next dungeon, how can it not be surprising?

"It's not so exaggerated, right?"

Tu Yumen scratched his head first, "Anyway, the next dungeon will be all dungeons. Shouldn't we take care of each other more?"

Xu Su also nodded. If Da You is in danger, he will definitely rush in front of Zong Jiu to block the gun.

Everyone in the conference room knew that Zong Jiu was the savior appointed in Guiguzi’s prophecy. Since they gathered together for a common purpose, ensuring the savior’s safety is naturally the basic prerequisite.

Zhuge didn't speak secretly, but gave a meaningful look at Onmyoji, and he was frightened at the latter.

Apart from this episode, there is not much to discuss today.

There were not many things that could be decided by the trainees. At the moment of Transcendent S Grade Dungeon, everyone's atmosphere was very stagnant. Experienced survivors can tell at a glance that these two ten-sided dice and the new rules are not changing the soup but not the medicine. Although they are simpler than expected, they are not much simpler in the end.

In a few words, all the questions and circumstances that I want to talk about this time have been explained clearly, and I am going to adjourn the meeting.

Just before the meeting ended, the exorcist suddenly came over and asked a little worriedly, "Magic, no.1 and you..."

Since the beginning of the Masquerade Ball, the unusual atmosphere between the new appointment no.9 and no.1 has attracted everyone's attention.

If others were okay to say, but it would be a bit strange for the savior and the great demon who were appointed by prophecy.

The S-level is much more serious than the other low-level survivors who watch the live broadcast. Everyone is concerned about whether Zong Jiu is controlled or coerced.

"It's okay." Zong Jiu waved his hand.

Now that I asked, and after confirming that it was all right, everyone left the scene one after another.

On the contrary, Zhuge walked secretly at the end, as if he still had something to say.

The magician stopped and waited for the other person to speak.

Zhuge dark glanced at him very complicatedly, "The solution to the game lies in No.1."

Zong Jiu: "......?"

He was stunned for a long time before he reached out and touched Chao Zhuge's dark head.

Unexpectedly, it was not controlled.jpg

"You mean, I need his help for the next copy?" Zong Jiu asked in disbelief.

The other party looked at him with a foolish look, full of contempt for his IQ, "Who told you to ask him for help, don't you fool me? Do you need me to teach you?"

Boy, that's nothing compared to you, a three-faced spy.

Zong Jiu's belly sneered, nodded, and listened to it.

......

Soon, the one-month rest period passed.

Finally came the day when the Super S Grade dungeon was opened.

Since this is the last copy of the main system to be released, many trainees were too nervous the day before and stayed up all night.

This morning, when there were nearly two hours before the assembly time, the studio hall was already full of people.

For more than half a year of the thriller trainee competition, the pressure across dungeons and special events is much greater than the psychological pressure of regularly playing dungeons in an infinite loop. Up to now, all the trainees are exhausted. No matter what the result is, they just want to end it all quickly.

Of course, because the main system has developed the big killer of the ten-sided dice, many trainees are low-powered. The trainees who did not dare to think of the debut position before are also as excited as the chicken blood.

[Who would want to get this... The last copy is a matter of luck, absolutely]

[Indeed, no one would have thought that the main system had done this. It's no wonder that many senior survivors in the studio have a bad face. They used to have pedigrees and props to lead the others. Now these low-level survivors may be able to survive the next instance by luck. However, there are a fixed 100 places in the Dao, so it’s hard to do if there are too many monks and less porridge]

[Others don’t matter, I just hope that there will be no changes to the S-level, Amitabha]

Zong Jiu was still wearing his khaki windbreaker today, with his hands in his pockets, and walked out of the elevator.

A month later, the scarred soul of Tu Yumen had been healed, and he appeared on the throne of no.10 without changing his face and heart. When Zong Jiu passed by, he was still holding a glass of fat house with ice in his hand. Happy water.

"Would you like a drink?"

Onmyoji raised his cup towards him.

"No need to."

After Zong Jiu refused, walked to his seat and sat down, quietly waiting for the beginning of the dungeon.

Before sitting down, he deliberately turned his head and glanced at No.1's position.

Since the devil publicly stated that he had withdrawn from the players' bench, the position of no.1 has become a thing of no one.

Even in the trainee dormitory, his original dormitory has added a no.1 room, and the original devil's room has become exclusive to the instructor.

The main system also specially reminds no.9 that the adjustment of the dormitory does not affect the use of the original room card.

Soon, there was a cold voice from the main system in the hall.

[The time has come, the studio hall has been blocked]

The surrounding tapestry curtains slowly fell, covering the light source projected from outside the window.

The tense faces of the trainees became more serious, and the tense atmosphere lingered among the crowd.

[We are confirming the ability to remove the bloodline of trainees, temporarily banning special items, please wait...]

All trainees with special pedigrees feel the same.

Fan Zhuo, who was sitting on the second throne, had a firm face and did not move.

He had long asked all the night races to disarm their bloodline abilities in advance in the past month and enter the battle simulation room of the main system for no less than one hour of training every day, in order to prevent the body from being unable to adapt to the situation in the new dungeon.

Soon, all the trainees were restored to their initial state.

Zong Jiu lowered his head, moved his hand, and skillfully fanned a new deck of cards.

It was not much different from when he had no problems with his hands in his previous life, but his flexibility was greatly reduced compared to before the enhancement.

In other words, it's okay to show card magic now, and it's a dream to throw a card out and nail someone to the wall easily like before.

As long as the hands are fine.

Zong Jiu took the card back into his pocket indifferently.

[Next start to draw the main task...]

[Please turn the two ten-sided dice in your hand and pass a lucky check]

[Each trainee has 50 points for luck and sanity]

[The smaller the number of points, the less difficult the main task of the next dungeon. The higher the number of points, the more difficult the main task of the next dungeon will be]

The Tuyumen, who had relieved the Onmyoji ability, were gearing up and eager to try.