Thriller Trainee

(Anti-theft has been replaced)

Zongjiu still refused to give up.

He asked Xu Su and Xu Sen: "Did you really not have any fruit left last time? Did you, a durian eater, eat the peel?"

Xu Su had a mournful face: "Brother Ninth, it's not me who litters everywhere, but that durian skin can't be put into the system backpack, can it?"

Hearing this, Zong Jiu sighed quietly.

If he couldn't start with the fruits he distributed to others in the deserted village dungeon, then he could only think of the worst answer.

That day in Las Vegas, the devil stepped on his murderous aura and bowed his head and said, "I like you very much." He smiled and handed over a rose. In order to avoid bloodshed at the scene, Zong Jiu endured the humiliation and took it, but he was very vindictive in his heart. He deliberately gave it to the dealer in purple in full view of everyone.

After so long, Las Vegas has been permanently closed, so where can he find roses?

Zongjiu suddenly remembered that Azan in black came to him and exchanged five apples for him, and hope began to ignite in his heart.

Unfortunately, the next second, he remembered what the situation of Azan in black was now.

Those puppet threads on Lin Guoxing's head are now tied on the head of Azan in black.

It is true that all roads lead to Rome, but everyone has become a devil.

What's the difference between looking for Azan in black and looking for the devil himself? I feel so tired.

On the other hand, I drew the king and accidentally clicked on my own Messiah.

Almost as soon as the result came out, people from the temple immediately came forward and respectfully presented their props.

The people in the temple were supporters of the Messiah. Although the Son advocated equality for all, there was no doubt that the head of the temple was the Messiah himself.

This order is simply not difficult for Messiah, because he has helped too many people in the past. Even sometimes when he encounters new people in the dungeon who do not have special items, he often helps them. Le, who not only guides people through the dungeon but also gives them props, can be said to be a great philanthropist. There are too many people who appreciate his affection. Some old people who have become prosperous later still keep their original props. Messiah only needs to walk around to get the gifts required by the main system command. Giving props to others, the ordered items were submitted on the spot without any effort.

[Messiah, an S-level trainee, has completed the order and received the reward: player’s blind box selection x1]

[Because the last round of the game is limited to three days, this table game ends early, and the remaining trainee participation rewards have been distributed to each person’s system backpack, please pay attention to check]

【Game is over】

Following the prompts from the main system, people at the game table also stood up and left.

The dark wizard's thick black robe was swept away, and the person turned around and disappeared.

The exorcist was also about to take Tsuchimikado to have a drink with him, but when he turned around and saw Zongjiu still sitting there, he couldn't help but feel a little confused.

"What's wrong? Can't remember who I gave something to?"

When he asked this question, everyone's eyes focused on him.

Messiah, who had just submitted the task, turned his head lazily and showed concern, "Do you need help?"

Help you big head ghost!

There are only three rounds of the king's game in total. The first two rounds were extremely bloody. In the third round, the style of the game suddenly changed. It was still such a serious and out-of-place order. If there is no devil behind it, Believe it.

Zongjiu cursed in his heart.

Ever since he knew that the Messiah was a puppet of the devil, how could he see the hypocrisy of the blond saint.

But now Zongjiu doesn't plan to reveal that he knows this. Who knows if he can use it in the future to plot against No. 1?

The white-haired young man smiled very hypocritically, "It's okay, I already have a clue."

Messiah still looked a little worried, "Well, if you need anything, you can always call me for help."

[Is there any problem? Why does the magician look so forced?]

[The main system just rejected his application, which means he must have sent something away]

[Indeed, generally if you can give something away, the relationship will not be too bad. As long as it is said to be a requirement of the king's game, if you don't get it, you will die, so you won't die without saving it. Moreover, the Holy Son is not willing to help him. Compared with the previous two orders, it is simply a sub-question. I won’t say more]

[It’s a pity that there is no live broadcast after leaving the King’s Game area. I’m quite curious about who the magician gave as a gift to be so distressed]

[Curiosity +1]

...

Everyone at the game table left, and Zongjiu wandered to the bar on the side.

He found an NPC dressed like the manager of the lobby of an open-air bar.

"Sir, what are your orders?"

Zong Jiu: "Last time, Las Vegas was permanently closed for the special event. Where are the dealer NPCs there? Are they working as waiters in open-air bars or trainee dormitories?"

The NPC looked embarrassed, "Sir, NPCs are all virtual staff members differentiated from the main system. Events will also be transferred after they are shut down. The dealer from the last special event has returned to the consciousness of the main system, and we have experienced The batch of professional bar service trainees will also return to the main system if this activity is shut down, and there is no possibility of continuing.”

This was difficult to handle. Zongjiu rubbed his hair irritably.

Behind him, Xu Su and Xu Sen followed like little tails. In addition to a few of them, almost all the newcomers who were in the Zongjiu camp in the last deserted village dungeon also followed eagerly.

After the game ended, Xu Sen immediately spent 500 points to repair the wound. Now his face was rosy, and there was no other sign except a large blood stain on his chest. It was difficult for anyone to think that he was the same person just now. A strong man who cut off one of his own ribs.

"What are you doing?"

Zongjiu was still here wondering if he had sent anything away, but when he turned around, he saw them following behind.

Xu Su shouted, "One shot, two shots, three——"

They shouted in unison, "Hello, boss!"

"I didn't have time to say thank you to Brother Ninth in the dungeon last time. Today we made a special appointment to thank Brother Ninth together." Xu Sen explained quickly.

Zong Jiu glanced at them for a few times, then suddenly went up and touched the top of each person's head.

Everyone stood obediently and didn't ask any more questions. Zong Jiuyi still didn't know how to explain it for a while, so he could only wave his hands, "Okay, okay, if you have the time, you can still do it." It’s better to play a few king games to improve yourself.”

"Yes! We will definitely work hard and never let down Ninth Brother's cultivation!"

Xu Su saluted decently, and rushed to the game area with the others as if he had been given a shot of blood.

Zongjiu: "...?"

Looking at the backs of these people, I thought that these newcomers don’t know what they are thinking now. After being sold by the mole, you still count the money for the mole, and now you still want to recognize him as the boss. This kind of weird brain circuit is actually completed without being tied with puppet wires. It's really confusing. .

He stared at it for a while and blamed it on his own personal charm.

However, being interrupted by Xu Su and the others, Zongjiu remembered that he had not given anything away.

So, he knocked on Zhuge An's door again.

The last time their conversation ended, it wasn't a bad breakup, nor was it a very pleasant conversation.

But Zhuge's secret words were there, saying that he would not be enemies with them, and that he would assist them. In Zongjiu's heart, it was equivalent to a dog-headed strategist who was not responsible for him, and the help he sent to his door. , if you don’t use it, it will be in vain.

Sure enough, after knocking on the door, the door automatically slid open.

Zongjiu once again walked into No. 3's room in a swaggering manner, facing everyone's gaze.

After returning from the dungeon, Zhuge An disappeared. Not only was it impossible to appear in the public city area on the first floor, he didn't even go to the King's Game area to join in the fun. He sat in his room meditating every day without knowing what he was doing.

After seeing Zong Jiu come in, the black-haired man asked without opening his eyes or raising his head, "What's the matter?"

Zong Jiu, "Can you return the drop of blood I gave you before?"

Zhuge An suddenly opened his eyes.

The pair of eyes as deep as the cold abyss looked straight at him, and the edges seemed to show a light glazed color under the reflection of the dim light in the room.

He gave the white-haired young man a steady look, and after a moment, he said coldly: "No."

Zhuge secretly wanted to refuse, but Zong Jiu had no choice.

According to the other party, the drop of blood was a transaction between the two of them. He was probably using it to verify whether Zong Jiu was the person in the prophecy. Even if he wasn't, the deal had been reached and there was really no reason to ask for it back.

In fact, what was said above is all nonsense. The truth is that they cannot defeat Zhuge An.

Perhaps seeing that the lord he had just pledged his allegiance to looked bad, Zhuge An rarely asked compassionately, "What happened?"

"Don't mention it." Zong Jiu said sadly, "The king's game command is to take back something that was once given away."

"Devil's rose?" Zhuge An hit the nail on the head.

Seeing the white-haired young man nodding, he showed a hint of thought, "The flower No. 1 is a special prop."

Special props?

Zongjiu was a little surprised, "What's the use of a flower?"

“Perhaps it will never wither if it is forever stained with dew?”

This joke is a bit cold, especially when it comes from Zhuge An.

Zong Jiu was speechless for a while, and then figured out the key to the matter, "Since it is a special prop...wait a minute."

The scene at the gambling table in the center of Las Vegas flashed through his mind.

From lighting up a cigarette and giving it away, to the No. 1 meaningful expression.

Zong Jiu discovered the problem.

If he had used the magician's skills of rapidly changing cards to excel, what about the devil?

The devil kept his hands crossed from beginning to end, sitting in the front seat with a look of lack of interest.

Zongjiu didn't see any sign that he had changed his cards.

At that time, he was too busy thinking about it, but looking back now, he found that everything pointed to the only possibility.

——That is, the devil controls the purple dealer.

Just imagine, the dealers are helping to cheat, so there is no need for No. 1 to do it himself, right?

It turned out that he took the roses from the original owner and gave them to the original owner's puppet.

The original owner's puppet must have sent the flowers back to the original owner, and now Zongjiu wants to get them back from the original owner.

After a big break, to put it bluntly, Zongjiu still had to go find the devil. It is estimated that the other party is now just waiting for him to come to the door.

Good guy, this is a really good calculation.

Zhuge An said slowly: "But - there is another way."

A strange key appeared in his hand, "B-level prop, universal key."

"You can choose a time to go to No. 1's room and be a gentleman."

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