Jiang Yao didn't visit the forum, didn't know the top ten guilds at all, and wasn't interested. He glanced at them briefly and closed the chat window.
Three other friends also sent her text messages, all expressing gratitude.
However, a text message from Li Yu attracted her attention.
[Li Yu: Sister Yao, I got something. It doesn’t seem to be a prop. Can you help me take a look? ]
[Additional item: Orb]
Clicking on the item, she saw a photo.
In the photo is a light green, clear orb, about the size of a quail egg, reflecting a dazzling luster.
Said to be an orb, it is actually more like a person's pupil.
[Li Yu: Sister Yao, this orb feels warm to the touch...]
[Li Yu: Sister Yao, are my ears hallucinating? This orb seems to make the sound of Jiaxin, no, it’s the clay sculpture BOSS. ]
Jiang Yao replied.
[Jiang Yao: What did she say? ]
Li Yu replied instantly.
[Li Yu: She said don’t be afraid. I seem to have heard it wrong. How can the orb make a sound? Hahaha? ]
[Jiang Yao: It’s not your illusion. ]
After sending this sentence, she closed the chat window.
After a brief wash, Jiang Yao led Xiao Huang out of the door.
Civilian areas have dense buildings, narrow and uneven roads, and loose area control. No players will go out at night.
Jiang Yao walked for a while and met a dozen people in military uniforms.
Without thinking, he knew that it was sent by Shen Baihe.
Just like Zong Lin from the Black Wolf Guild said, she is a level 3 player who can complete mid-to-high-level dungeons, so her talent must be extremely good. Some people will be afraid of her, and some will also be concerned about her.
People will do anything to survive.
Besides, the most terrifying thing in the world is the human heart. Otherwise, there wouldn’t be such a cruel copy.
After sneaking around for a few times, she returned home.
The countdown on your wrist to enter the dungeon again has been increased from the previous 72 hours to 168 hours.
This equates to seven days of rest for her.
Jiang Yao couldn't sit still after a day's rest. Making money made her happy. After two copies and one dungeon, she finally opened the forum.
The forum is divided into several sections, including a player communication section, a strategy sharing section, etc. She entered the [player team section]
There are team cards available for purchase in the mall. Players who are about to enter can team up with another player and enter the same instance.
There are many rich people in the real world who exchange money for Thriller Coins, then use them to buy team cards and hire players to lead them out of the dungeon safely.
Jiang Yao walked around and his eyes turned red.
The bosses all have level requirements, and players must be at least level 30 or above.
Jiang Yao, who had just reached level 5, left disappointed.
A single order of 500,000 to 1 million thriller coins is enough for her to buy a piece of land and build a house.
Jiang Yao has always wanted to build an amusement park and live in it.
Building an amusement park is expensive, and buying a whole piece of land is even more expensive. She needs a lot of money.
Just when she was about to post a post to recommend herself, Li Yu brought her good news.
[Li Yu: Sister Yao, do you want to lead someone to make money? I have a friend who wants to enter the dungeon at noon tomorrow. Knowing that I know you, he wants me to ask you if you want to bring someone with you? The reward for a low-level copy is two million. ]
Jiang Yao, who was distressed, said: "Is there such a good thing?"
She agreed without saying a word.
Noon the next day.
Jiang Yao saw the target surrounded by a group of bodyguards.
Soon she learned his identity through the introduction of the housekeeper.
The only precious son of the richest man in a certain city in China recently entered the novice dungeon and struggled to survive. When he came back, he became seriously ill and had to be treated by countless famous doctors before he was saved.
Seeing that he was about to enter the dungeon again, the richest man in a certain city had no choice but to seek help everywhere. He had seen Jiang Yao bring Li Yu, who was suffering from ghost phobia, out of the dungeon safely, so he used his connections to find her.
"Ms. Jiang, this is the deposit. When you come back safely, the remaining money will be transferred to your account."
The steward has a humble attitude.
'Ding~'
Jiang Yao's account received 1 million.
It was the first time that her boss was so heroic. He raised his eyes and smiled and said, "Don't worry, I will protect him."
The boss, who was crying in the car, waved his hand to her and choked with sobs: "With your words, I feel relieved."
The boss's son has white hair and just celebrated his 18th birthday. He seems to have a difficult temperament and looks like a spoiled brat at home.
"It's embarrassing for a grown man to cry." He snorted coldly, making even his own father laugh at him.
As he spoke, he glanced at her with cold eyes, showing disdain.
"She is such a weak woman, how can she still protect me? Dad, don't you want to seek medical treatment in a hurry?"
The boss was sweating on his forehead and apologized to her quickly.
Jiang Yao: "…………"
Her smile never faded and she said softly: "It's okay."
The words fell.
She and Bai Mao, who was bound to the team card, suddenly entered the dungeon.
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"What was buried with the body was not only the coffin, but also the endless resentment."
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"Welcome to the role-playing copy of "Happy Apartment"~"
"Dungeon Difficulty: Level 5."
"Number of players: 16."
A familiar and eerie electronic sound sounded in my ears.
Jiang Yao opened his eyes again, and what he saw was a team of players, both male and female.
Mottled light falls on the dark and cold corridor. Most of the walls are white painted, and the lower part is dark brown. A thin layer of powder peels off the walls. There are crooked writings and stick figures in the corners.
The public stairs made of concrete lead to the second floor. The dim light makes the corridor very old.
The corridor was already narrow, but now there were sixteen people crammed into it. It seemed very crowded and there was a lack of oxygen.
Everyone's expressions, without exception, were panic, fear, and trying to stay calm as they looked around.
"Are you here to shoot a documentary?"
A voice suddenly sounded from the side, causing the already panicked player next to him to scream.
"ah!"
The old man poked his head out of the room at the end of the corridor, frowned when he heard the scream, and said.
"Don't scream. There are people living on every floor. Don't disturb them."
The screaming players were covered by the players next to them, and the braver players apologized sheepishly.
"Sorry grandpa, he is ignorant."
The old man's face became better now and he stretched his head back. There was the rustling sound of things being turned over in the small window, and soon the old man pulled out a piece of paper and handed it to them.
"I have an agreement with your leader and we will shoot for seven days. This is the apartment code and you must not violate it. If it weren't for the fact that you can repair the stairs, no outsiders will be allowed in the apartment."
As the old man spoke, he took out another set of keys.
"Here, here is the key to the empty room. There are eight houses. You can live in them separately."
The vacant rooms are distributed from the second to fourth floors.
The residential building has five floors in total, and there is another floor above them. There is no elevator and you can only climb the stairs.
After speaking, the old man gave a serious warning: "Don't go to the fifth floor to take pictures. That whole floor belongs to someone else's family. That family doesn't like others to disturb them. If you disturb them, you will bear the consequences."
The words 'at your own risk' are very important.
Newcomers in dungeons below level 10 are treated very well and have the lowest mortality rate.
If this was an intermediate-to-high-level dungeon, the old man would never tell them so much. I'm afraid he wouldn't even give them the rules of the apartment, leaving them to seek their own death.
