"It's not that there's something wrong with the props, it's that they disappeared." Lingchan frowned and explained what she and Yan Qirui discovered.
The big man sighed, "We also discovered that not only the props, but also the bloodline physique we exchanged are missing!"
“I don’t know what this scary city is doing!”
Lingchan said: "This place is not close to the headquarters of the Fortune Calendar Guild."
The big man nodded, "Fortunately, those monsters have disappeared, and there is no danger at night. Let's work hard and return to our base first."
There is no need to guard against monsters anymore, but players must guard against them even more.
Lingchan nodded. She untied the necklace around her neck and handed it to the big man solemnly, "This is for you."
The gem pendant sparkled in her palm, and the tender green was like the sparkling lake surface in spring.
The big man's warm and generous smile disappeared.
A sad and lonely mood spread from him, making his face with thick eyebrows and big eyes look serious.
He looked at the emerald in Lingchan's hand expressionlessly, his face twitching, and he took the necklace from Lingchan half way through.
"I told you a long time ago..." He paused and his voice was hard, "We mortals should not try to fight against impossible monsters. He just didn't listen and insisted on going his own way..."
"We succeeded." Lingchan interrupted him coldly: "We killed the city lord."
"But he is also dead." The big man said: "Originally, we finally managed to gain a foothold in the Horror City. If he is willing, he can live here for a long time, longer than he lived in real time. The better..."
"Just living may not be what he wants." Lingchan said, "We did more than just kill the city lord. Maybe the current change is also related to our actions in the dungeon."
"You and the queen talk exactly the same." The big man sighed.
"...I'm Lin Zezong," the big man introduced himself. He gave a smile that was uglier than crying. "It's not convenient to talk here. Let's leave quickly."
The city of horror is silent, and after the roar of monsters that must be heard every night disappears, all human survival or death becomes silent.
The system disappeared, the monsters disappeared, and this twisted and weird city, like building blocks that children randomly put together, seemed to have become a city dominated by humans again.
Some people are desperately searching for supplies, some are smashing everywhere, and some are killing people wantonly.
The twisted system the city had established collapsed overnight.
A group of people quietly passed through two strange-shaped urban areas, and finally arrived at the Fortune Guild at dawn.
According to Lin Zezong's introduction, there are not many people in the Fortune Calendar Guild, and most of them are trustworthy elites.
Lin Zezong arranged a room for Lingchan and Yan Qirui, and smiled and asked the two of them to go and rest first, "You have been tired for such a long time! After a good sleep, we will talk about it after we wake up!"
"I am not sleepy."
Lingchan's hands were shaking, but she looked calm and said calmly: "I know you big guilds have review meetings. It just so happens that there are all the guilds now. Let's just have the meeting without wasting time."
Lin Zezong: "...Do you want to join our guild?"
Lingchan: "Don't you want to know what kind of copy the city lord's banquet is like?"
Lin Zezong: "...I'll go call someone."
He left in a hurry.
Yan Qirui approached cautiously, "Chanchan, your body can't handle such high-intensity work..."
Lingchan felt like a fire was burning in her heart. She said calmly: "If you are tired, you can go to rest first and let Lin Zeju share the memory record with you later."
…
Lin Zezhi is very efficient.
In less than ten minutes, the conference room was filled with people. Lingchan stood at the head of the table and glanced calmly at the members of the Fortune Guild present.
All kinds of people.
Some have furry ears, and some have ear fins. These are not bloodlines redeemed from the system mall, but are born.
In the horror city, there are not only pure-bred humans, but also orcs, elves, angels, mermaids, and many strange species.
There are also people with eyes that look very high-tech at first glance, and the 0/1 data flow above them is flowing endlessly.
Seeing that she kept staring, Lin Zheji explained: "This is our meeting recorder. He is a mechanical engineer from the interstellar era. The eyepatch he wears is not a prop produced by the system, but made by himself. He can record videos. It is helpful for guild members to watch and learn over and over again.”
"Since we have such talents, why do we rely so much on system props?" Lingchan asked: "Many high-tech products in the system mall are very expensive to buy. Why don't we buy them ourselves? We can earn a lot of points."
"We don't have raw materials," Lin Zhe said: "These high-tech parts are basically only produced by some systems with a small amount of output, and some can only be purchased from the system mall with points, which is time-consuming and labor-intensive. It is better to buy them directly from the system. .”
"Moreover, if there is only one recorder, the output will not be much." Lingchan said.
"That's not true," Lin Zheji said with a smile: "We have asked the recordkeeper to recruit apprentices. The system does not provide repairs. If it breaks, we can only replace it with a new one."
He smiled cunningly, "Our people have the skills to repair, and we let players bring their own parts. They spend their points and we repair them. This repair business makes a lot of money."
Lingchan nodded thoughtfully and ended the topic.
She stood in the main position, her words were crisp and powerful, and she concisely and clearly stated everything she saw and heard in the city lord's copy.
In ten minutes, she finished talking about the three days and nights in the copy.
Lin Zhejiu knocked on the table and concluded: "The city lord is basically certain to be dead. The last person summoned was the consciousness of the Horror City. We cannot rule out whether the system waiting for me now is because of Miss Feng's attack on it..."
"However, Miss Feng's strength is limited, and the wounds she caused to Horror City will not take long to heal."
"During this period, the city will be very chaotic. Please avoid leaving the guild headquarters and try to join a group when traveling."
"The system is completely offline. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity," Lingchan said, "Are you going to let it go like this?"
The furry cat ears waggled, and the orc slapped the table and stood up, "There is no need for you, the person who killed the president, to ask us to do things!"
"Killing the president?" Yan Qirui was annoyed, "Without Mr. Feng, your president would not be able to beat the script!" "
"Quiet."
One low, one soft, the voices of Lin Zezong and Lingchan sounded at the same time.
Lin Zezong reprimanded the orc, "This is a guest, please stop saying a few words!"
Yan Qirui was so angry that he was about to jump up because of this obvious bias, but Lingchan showed no expression and just said quietly: "Do you think so too?"
With a click, Lin Zheji broke the pen he had been playing with.
It feels like... this dungeon won't end in ten chapters... I feel like countless plots have already been written! Why are there so many more!
(End of chapter)
