(Waiting for modification later) Little Pink Riding Hood said with a "Sure enough" expression: "Dirty lord."
"A small favor, help me bring someone into your dungeon." Xu Huo said: "Zone 009 allows random dungeons. As long as you bring people in, you don't need your help for the rest."
Little Pink Riding Hood shook her feet: "Are you a very powerful player? A player who is too powerful may dismantle the copy and kill the copy holder."
"She shouldn't be that strong." Xu Huo said, "Besides, if someone follows her in, she won't dare to do it even if she can."
"Perhaps, she still holds the identity of the gray player."
Little Pink Riding Hood shook her finger, "This is not the price of a lollipop."
"The other skirt is replaced by a C-level prop. In addition, I will get you twelve kinds of limited edition lollipops, so you can eat a new kind of candy every month. How about it?" Xu Huo offered the price.
"Deal!" Pink Hat reached out and patted him on the arm, and said with a smile: "There are many players coming to Area 009, and there will definitely be rich adults."
Even if the matter was settled, Xu Huo put away the awakening doll, parked the car, opened the door and looked forward.
There's another traffic jam ahead.
Chi Nan walked up behind him and said, "It seems that there was a roadblock toll in front of me. The situation is not good now. Several large player organizations outside the capital security zone have set up checkpoint tolls. You have to pay a head fee five or six times along the way, so I said 009 The district is about to be finished.”
It is not difficult to understand that the player organization was not originally formed to benefit the entire country. The more player organizations there are, the better the player's living environment will be. Correspondingly, ordinary people will get worse and worse, and will eventually evolve into two extremes.
Area 009 has begun to take shape.
"Whether ordinary people can live well depends entirely on the conscience of the player organization." Lao Zhou seemed to be quite touched. He looked at the people in front of him who were complaining or yelling, "I don't know what Area 009 will look like in the end."
"Brother, what do you think?" Chi Nan asked Xu Huo.
Xu Huo glanced at her and said, "You must have been unlucky when you went out to smoke yesterday."
"It doesn't matter if there are icings on the cake, no matter how small the boat is, it still has a chance of survival."
"You followed me and refused to leave. Have you ever thought that this bad luck will come true halfway?"
The last sentence was a clear warning. Chi Nan's expression changed, he said "Excuse me" and returned to the car.
The team started moving again, and Xu Huo finally entered the safe zone of the capital after paying a checkpoint fee of 6,000.
A steel platform was set up outside the Capital Security Zone, on which were placed space-time prop suppression instruments imported from other zones. Although it was not as advanced as the ones in Zone 011, it was still sufficiently deterrent when placed there.
Xu Huo quietly tested the "concentrated air" and was obviously disturbed in the safe zone.
The safe zone is overcrowded, and some people have set up tents near the edge. However, as the number of tents increases, patrolling players will drive them away to ensure that they are all in the outer city.
However, many residents are relatively optimistic about the current situation. They feel that players from other areas will leave sooner or later, players from Area 009 will take the initiative, and they can return to their hometowns.
The time limit is one month, and this rule of the game is something to be thankful for for ordinary people.
Hotels and inns in the city are all full, and even if you want to rest in your car, you have to pay a high parking fee.
Xu Huo abandoned the car and went to the exhibition hall.
Wearing an invisibility cloak, he went to the office building opposite the building where the exhibition hall was located. The life order in the capital was less disturbed. At this time, there were still staff working overtime, and occasionally someone said, "Even if tomorrow is the end of the world, social animals will have to work overtime." sigh.
In addition to them, there are several players disguised as ordinary people who are also monitoring the exhibition hall.
Xu Huo waited by the corridor until Jiang Jiang's car appeared in front of the building in the afternoon.
After she appeared, the players in the building started talking, passing information to each other to confirm that there were no suspicious people around.
However, when Jiang Jiang got out of the car, he turned back and looked at the building across the street.
"What is she looking at?" one player asked.
"Maybe she's looking to see if there are any bodyguards here." Another player said: "She's not a player, how could she find us? Do you want to say hello?"
"We are only responsible for peripheral security. You don't know how high the mortality rate of the players around her is. Don't look for trouble to avoid making mistakes."
After a few words, the monitoring players fell silent again.
Xu Huo went downstairs, put away the props in the busy bathroom, walked out of the building directly, and entered the exhibition hall disguised as an exhibition visitor.
*
There were not many people in the exhibition hall, and not many people had the time to look at the paintings at this time, so most of the people present were players, and there were as many as ten people around Jiang Jiang.
"Miss Jiang Jiang, your paintings are really great. Although I am not a player, I can still see tolerance and peace in your paintings." A middle-aged man with a big belly held her hand and refused to let go, " Those who say your words have no connotation have no connotation. Your paintings are obviously full of compassion, you are simply a living god!"
The players next to him couldn't stand hearing what he said, and someone stepped forward to signal him to relax.
After the middle-aged man reluctantly let go, he pulled a young man next to him and said, "This is my son. He has just become a player. He is your fan. You have to sign the painting for him later!"
The young man looked at Jiang Jiang with excitement. Jiang Jiang nodded with a slight smile, said "Excuse me" and went to talk to others.
The neglected middle-aged man's face was a little ugly, but he quickly adjusted. He put his arm around his son's shoulders and walked aside: "We will buy her four or five paintings later. She will definitely have more respect for developing the paintings than you." Say a few words."
While he was talking, his son was bumped into by someone. The middle-aged man said angrily: "You are blind in such a spacious place!"
It was a pity that the other party ignored him. Although the older woman was well-dressed, she was not in a good mental state. She ignored the crowd and walked straight towards Jiang Jiang.
A player had already discovered her abnormality, and two people had already come to stop her. The woman did not force her way in, but said with tears: "My son is dead, and he was with you before he died..."
Jiang Jiang stepped forward and said with a sad face: "If you need any help, please ask."
"I just want to ask you, why did you want to kill him!" The woman's eyes were red. "He liked your paintings, admired you, liked you, and was willing to risk his life to protect you. Why did you want to kill him?!"
"Your son was killed by another player, how can you blame Jiang Jiang?" A player scolded her.
"She was the one who killed her!" The woman took out the photos from the document bag in her arms, "These were all drawn by her, and the people in the paintings were all players who were following her, and every one of them died tragically!"
The photos dumped on the ground were from Jiang Jiang's studio. Part of the layout of the studio was exposed in the corners. Except for the corpse with no human face visible, the other faces had appeared on the memorial website established by fans.
The woman held two photos, one was a photographed painting and the other was a photo of the death scene, and asked hoarsely: "This photo was uploaded before my son died! You knew he was going to die before he died!" "
