Please draw your way of death

Ning Mianzhong's attitude was obvious, so the final decision was once again handed over to Meng Qishu.

Whether to choose to believe him, or maintain your own skepticism, and expel this person from the hall.

In fact, there is a more straightforward way to directly label him as a rebel, which can save a lot of trouble.

During the previous moon festival, what happened to the rebels who were discovered by the blood race?

Meng Qishu thought about it for a while, and found that he was a little reluctant to describe the cruel scene in detail.

But for sure, he didn't want to.

"Go back." Meng Qishu got up from the bed and tidied up the messy skirts, but he didn't look at Ning Mianzhong, he just glanced aimlessly to one side, "Behave well at the Moon Festival, and the blood race will choose you .”

This means not intending to pursue it.

And Ning Mian finally knew that what happened today was over, and it would be meaningless to stay any longer.

Meng Qishu was still in the stage of memory formatting, no matter how much he said, this person would not be touched in the slightest.

In his eyes, he is just a prince of the blood clan, and he has to do some things arranged for him according to the requirements of the blood clan.

As for the others, I'm afraid I don't care.

Ning Mian took one last look at Meng Qishu, turned around and walked outside the house.

He put his hand on the handle of the door, and was about to close the door casually, when Meng Qishu's voice came from inside the room again.

"If you really came here for the heart of the blood race, you should get rid of this idea as soon as possible. Getting caught is not a trivial matter."

Ning Mianzhong paused for a moment, gave a shallow "um", and gently closed the door under the watchful eyes of the people in the room.

In fact, what he wants is the heart of a blood race...

Meng Qishu thought that after this incident, it would be over, but before he could calm down, he heard from the little blood in the corridor that a rebel had been found among the candidates for the Moon Festival this time.

At that time, when he woke up, he hadn't fully recovered his thoughts. Hearing what they said, he asked casually, "Who discovered it?"

"It's Prince Omeland."

So Meng Qishu woke up suddenly, tilted his head, and asked again in a slow tone: "Who?"

The little blood race just pretended that he didn't hear clearly, and respectfully repeated the name just now: "Prince Omeland."

Meng Qishu: ...

It's been a long time since I've seen you, and the idle No. 1 actually went to arrest someone himself.

"Today's Moon Festival is in charge of Prince Omeland. He said that he discovered that sneaky guy when he was arranging accommodation for the lucky ones the next day."

Within the blood clan, the human beings who draw cards in the Moon Festival will be referred to as "lucky ones".

"What did that person do?" Meng Qishu asked.

"It is said that he was wandering around the residence on the north side of the main hall. When he was found and asked, he answered that he wanted to attract the prince's attention so that he could be selected in the moon festival."

On the north side of the main hall is the residence of the other two princes.

Meng Qishu suddenly remembered his suggestion to Ning Mianzhong.

This arrested person is not the same as the person who broke into his residence yesterday, right?

Ning Mian finally returned to the courtyard of the moon festival candidates after leaving Meng Qishu's residence.

Generally speaking, as a player, the most important thing to think about now is how to sneak into the residence of the blood clan lord and the four princes, and steal the confidential information of the blood clan.

So when he returned to the courtyard, most of the people who stayed in the residence were NPC humans in the instance.

As for the players, it is estimated that they should start their own plans.

"I saw you going to the east side of the main hall." A voice came from behind Ning Mian's life. He turned his head and saw the middle-aged man coming out of the room a few steps away.

"It doesn't seem to have gained anything?" The man looked him over, as if he had expected it, he smiled kindly, and invited Ning Mian, "Would you like to come to my room? , we can cooperate in a friendly way.”

The man's name is Yang Yin, and he is an old player who has been bound to the dungeon for eight years. Ning Mian finally learned this information through an hour-long communication afterwards.

Yang Yin seems to have his own unique insights into the dungeon, which is why he didn't act rashly on the first day.

"Compared to thinking about how to complete the task as soon as I come up, I still prefer to make plans after understanding the information of the entire instance." Yang Yin led Ning Mian into his room and moved a chair for him to sit on, " Although the efficiency of completing the task is not very good, the advantage lies in the high safety factor, isn’t it?”

Ning Mian finally looked into the other's unfathomable eyes, and did not veto his point of view.

Everyone has their own way of customs clearance, sometimes it is a good thing to be safe.

"You said you have been in the dungeon for eight years?" Ning Mian finally avoided Yang Yin's rhetorical question calmly, and asked about his previous self-introduction.

"There is such a thing." Yang Yin replied.

"Then I have a question. In the past eight years, have you really not drawn or heard that others have drawn an unbinding card?"

No matter how low the explosion rate of unlocking the card is, eight years and dozens of dungeons must be encountered once, right?

Even if it exists in the mouth of others.

Yang Yin didn't respond immediately, his eyes fell on Ning Mian Shengshang opposite, and he smiled suddenly: "What about you? You have been in the dungeon for six years, and you are not a novice, right? , have you ever seen the shadow of unlocking the card?"

"I was bound to the system later than you." Ning Mian finally said.

"But you have a lot more chances to draw cards than me." Yang Yin continued, he folded his hands on his knees and leaned forward in a serious conversation posture. The number of times the dungeon has been cleared, and the number of cards in hand, I think you should know the gold content of the 'god-level player' in this circle."

The implication is obvious.As a "god-level player", Ning Mianchu must have a considerable number of cards in his hands. If even he has never drawn an unlocking card, then the possibility of others being able to draw is even less .

But the fact is true, Ning Mian finally has a lot of various function cards in his hands, but he has never seen the shadow of unbinding cards.

"You said, does the unbind card really exist?"

Regarding Ning Mianzhong's question, Yang Yin just hooked his lips on the opposite side, and didn't seem to care much about the answer to this question.

"Whether it exists or not, does it have any substantial changes for us?"

Ning Mian finally looked over, and saw Yang Yin explaining again: "Existence, we can't get it, and we will still be trapped in the copy; if it doesn't exist, we can't get it, and we will be trapped in the copy without any hope. Li. These two results seem to be not much different."

"Those who didn't want to live were completely captured when they entered the dungeon a few times before, and those who wanted to live, even if they didn't unbind the card, they can still continue their life by clearing the dungeon."

"So, what we are struggling with now should not be how to get rid of the copy, but how to survive from the copy."

So in the following time, Ning Mian finally discussed with Yang Yin the specific plan to get the confidential information from the blood clan.

According to the current situation, the confidential information is stored in the five residences of the main hall, and each residence is guarded by blood clans, but the time left for the players is only five days.

So timing is key.

"Do you want to do it at night?" Yang Yin asked after briefly understanding the current situation.

The guards of the main hall will be looser at night, and it is easier to sneak into these five residences than during the day.

"Wait until tomorrow, the blood lord and the four princes will be here at night, so there is a high possibility of being discovered." Ning Mian finally analyzed, "According to the setting of the dungeon, one of these five princes will be born every day for five days. To be in charge of the affairs of the day. So as long as you judge who is in charge of the affairs tomorrow, you can determine which residence has the lowest risk factor."

It would be much more convenient to choose blood clans who were not in the residence that day to implement the plan, no matter what.

The two made a plan for the next day, but to Ning Mian's surprise, Omeland was in charge of arranging the moon festival for the next day.

And what he didn't expect was that Omilander ignored the mission of the Moon Festival and directly blocked the two of them in his residence.

At that time, Ning Mianzhong and Yang Yin were planning to enter the room to explore the terrain, but before they could find any useful clues, they turned their heads and saw the smiling Omeland leaning gracefully against the door, rushing forward without any panic. They waved.

"What are you looking for? I'm familiar with this place. Maybe you can tell me?"

So when Meng Qishu arrived, he saw that the atmosphere on both sides was tense, as if they were just about to start fighting.

Hearing the sound of footsteps coming from behind, Omelande looked back. After identifying the person coming, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes very quickly, but was soon covered by a look of expectation.

"It seems that less than 2 minutes have passed since the news reached you." Omiland blocked the door, tilted his head and smiled, looking at Meng Qishu who was walking towards here not far away.

Meng Qishu ignored the ridicule in Omelande's tone. He raised his eyebrows and taunted back with the same tone: "But the news you sent seems to be wrong. Didn't it say that it is on the north side of the hall?"

Fortunately, he was right near Omeland's residence, and if he wanted to go to the north side of the hall, he would inevitably pass through the open-air courtyard here.

It was exactly this way that he bumped into Omeland who was blocking the door of his room.

Didn't it mean that this guy was catching people in the North Hall?And who is this guy who is showing up at his own place now?

Regarding Meng Qishu's ridicule, which was similar to questioning, Omelande only showed some apology at the right time, but his tone of indifference was still in his voice: "Is that so? Maybe the message from his subordinates was wrong. It's understandable."

It sounded very sincere, and he seemed to be easy to speak, but in Meng Qishu's ears, these words forced him to hear a bit of hypocrisy.

On Omeland's side, there has never been a wrong word, only intentional misinformation.

This is also one of the reasons why Meng Qishu has been so tired of Omeland for so long.