Please draw your way of death

In the following period of time, people who had drawn the "Blood" card were brought in one after another.

When there are many people, it is easy to get busy.

Ning Mian finally sat alone in the corner, listening to those lucky draw cards excitedly sharing their joy with the people around them, silently observing the people who were brought in afterwards.

Besides him and the middle-aged man, there were finally a few familiar players who came in after that.

Noticing each other's existence, the two sides greeted each other with their eyes, and then found a place to sit down.

There is also an advantage of having more people, that is, you can learn about this dungeon through the conversations of people around you without deliberately looking for it.

From the mouths of those NPCs, Ning Mian finally gradually learned the whole picture of the dungeon.

Unlike the vampires in the usual cognition, the vampires in this copy will not be divided into many parties. All the vampires are a whole, unified by their lords.

The human beings embraced by the lord at the beginning are called a generation of blood races after they become blood races, and the descendants of a generation of blood races are also a generation of blood races.

The human beings embraced by the first-generation blood race are called the second-generation blood race, and so on.

However, after the blood race completely occupied the human city, a change occurred. This change directly led to the death of all first-generation blood races and some second-generation blood races.

However, the rule of the blood clan has continued until now, with more and more members of the blood clan, but the high-ranking members of the blood clan have maintained the original number, leaving only one blood clan lord and four second-generation blood clan princes.

If nothing else happens, Meng Qishu's identity in this dungeon should be one of the four princes.

And Omeland... probably also.

There was another sound of the door opening, Ning Mian finally raised her eyes, and saw another human being brought into the room by the blood clan.

When drawing cards just now, he heard Meng Qishu mention the name "Huaiwu", and in the chat just now, these NPCs seemed to have mentioned this name as well.

The identity of this person seems to be particularly important.

In this dungeon, the status of the lord is obviously higher than that of the prince, so under the premise that Huaiwu is the lord, Ning Mian is not sure whether the boss of this dungeon is Huaiwu or Omiland.

But it must not be Meng Qishu.

From the current dismissal, Ning Mian can basically conclude that Meng Qishu is still in the stage of memory formatting, and it is impossible to give the position of dungeon boss to an NPC with an incomplete memory.

But Huaiwu was different, he was not sure what the situation of this blood lord was.

After all, he still knew too little about the arrangement rules for NPCs inside the copy.

Footsteps came from outside the door again, different from before, this time the footsteps were obviously a bit louder, as if many people were rushing here together.

The footsteps stopped outside the door, and the door was pushed open, and a familiar figure appeared in front of Ning Mianzhong.

It's Meng Qishu.

"There are a lot of people this time..." Meng Qishu's left arm was across his chest, his right arm was propped on top of his left arm, and while he was looking around the room with thoughtful eyes, his right fingertips were gently touching the side of his face. Hit it like that.

"Your Highness, on the first day of the Moon Festival, this number of people is actually not too many." A blood clan who followed Meng Qishu followed up in a timely manner.

The Moon Festival lasted for five days, and a card drawing ceremony was held every day. Compared with the next few days, the flow of people on the first day was indeed higher.

Normally, on the first day of the Moon Festival, it is possible for a room to be overcrowded.

"Is that so?" Meng Qishu's voice was very soft, as if he asked casually, "I haven't drawn the first day, so I don't know much about it."

The room has been quiet since Meng Qishu appeared. When he looked at the people in the room with examining eyes, the people in the room also looked at him with various eyes.

The NPC who was lucky enough to draw the "blood" card is in awe of Meng Qishu and looks forward to it, and the players are probing and vigilant about Meng Qishu.

And Ning Mian finally obviously does not belong to any of the two.

His gaze was silent and frank, even if he was hidden in a corner, he could be easily separated from the crowd.

So Meng Qishu took it for granted that he noticed him.

The moment he met Ning Mianzhong's eyes, he couldn't help but froze for a moment, the emotion in his eyes seemed to have contagious magic power, and just one glance set off layers of ripples in his originally calm heart.

It's strange that he obviously doesn't know this person.

As if evasive, Meng Qishu turned his eyes away, turned his head and asked the people around him, "Have the rooms been arranged?"

"It has been arranged, Your Royal Highness."

Meng Qishu said "um", then turned his head and announced to the people in the room, but his eyes no longer wandered: "During the five days of the Moon Festival, the blood race will arrange a unified residence for you. During these five days, there will be The upper echelons of the blood clan will select you, and those who are selected can proceed to the next step of the first embrace ceremony."

"Any other questions?"

"His Royal Highness, we are all the ones who got the cards on the first day. Is there any difference between this and the people who got the cards in the next four days?"

Meng Qishu followed the voice and saw that it was a little human girl.

"The Moon Festival lasts for five days, and all those who draw cards within the five days will follow the same process afterwards. However, the earlier they are drawn, the longer they stay in the hall, and the easier it is for the high-ranking blood clan to notice. "

To put it bluntly, he came earlier than others and was more likely to be familiar.

"Then after we live in the hall, can we still move around freely?" Someone asked next to him.

"The blood race is just for you to get close contact with the high-level blood race, and it will not restrict your freedom. During the moon festival, you can enter and leave the hall at will." Meng Qishu explained, "However, if you often go out, you may lose the selected ones. Chance."

"Then how can it be easier to be selected?"

"Let's go with fate." Meng Qishu replied casually, as if he felt that the answer he gave was too casual, he thought for a while, and added, "Perform yourself, maybe you will be noticed."

After asking a few questions, the room fell silent.

Meng Qishu waited for a while, and finally confirmed: "Is there no problem? If there is no problem, I will arrange rooms for you."

People in the room looked at me and I looked at you, but no one opened their mouths to ask questions anymore.

So Meng Qishu handed over the next task of arranging the room to the few blood races behind him, and he retreated and wandered aside after he finished his work.

The good name is - supervision.

Wu Yangyang's group of people was led by several blood clans to the depths of the hall, and Meng Qishu leisurely followed at the end of the group, which was quite comfortable.

Ning Mian finally wanted to slow down and land at the end of the line, but the crowd was crowded, and she couldn't achieve her goal in the end.

It happened that there were two players walking beside them, so on the way to the room, Ning Mian inevitably heard the two discussing the mission plan in a low voice.

In fact, Meng Qishu's answers to those questions just now could easily lead the players astray.

Those who come to participate in the Moon Festival and fight for the first place should be those NPC humans, not their players.

So they don't have to worry about how to be selected by the high-level blood clan in the next selection. What they have to worry about is how to sneak into the residence of the blood clan lord and the four princes during the moon festival, get the confidential information and bring it out to the Ke Yun, the person in charge of the organization.

In addition to these tasks, Ning Mian's end obviously has a more important point.

"Your room is here. Each room can accommodate up to three people. The key is here. You can form your own team." After taking the humans to the destination, the blood clan who led the way arranged loudly.

This is a large residence similar to a courtyard. The open space in the middle is planted with various vegetation, and the open space is surrounded by players' rooms.The rooms start from the entry hallway, wrap around the clearing and back to the hallway.

Standing in the corridor, you can see the open courtyard landscape on the left, and a row of neat rooms on the right.

So when choosing a room, the advantage of drawing cards on the first day is reflected again-you can choose the room independently.

The number of rooms assigned to humans is fixed. In the case of a small number of people on the first day, the humans who have drawn cards can have one room per person.

"Why don't you go get the key?" While analyzing the situation, a voice suddenly sounded behind him. Ning Mian finally turned around and saw Meng Qishu's smiling face, "It's late, but there is no good room."

"Will the blood clan let me pack up my bed and sleep on the street?" Ning Mianzhong's eyes fell on the top of Meng Qishu's head, the color in his eyes couldn't tell his real emotion, but his voice was as soft as a feather.

"No." Meng Qishu replied.

"Then it doesn't seem to make any difference which room to sleep in." Ning Mian finally said, still standing still, without any intention of choosing a room.

From the corner of their eyes, the rest of the people had already chosen the room they wanted, and they took the key to unlock it with satisfaction.

Except for the Blood Race staff guarding the corridor, it seemed that they were the only two standing silently aside, looking at the crowd not far away who had their own concerns.

Joyful, excited, and calculating...

"Where is your residence?"

Meng Qishu tilted his head, the man beside him still looked at the crowd, but the words were directed at him.

"East side of the main hall, third floor."

Ning Mianchu looked back, met Meng Qishu's gaze before he could look back, and asked again: "Are your residences together?"

"No." Meng Qishu replied subconsciously, "Huaiwu is on the west side, Omeland's residence is closer to Huaiwu, and the other two princes are on the north side..."

After answering, it seemed that something was wrong.

The man only asked "they", but why did he understand the meaning of "they" so clearly?

Meng Qishu frowned, surprised to see that the man opposite seemed not surprised by his calm response.

Ning Mian finally responded with a soft "Mm", as if she wanted to say something, but when the words came to her lips, she hesitated for a moment and then fell silent.