Xin Zhixia looked at the scenery outside the window. People were coming and going in the research building opposite.
His face darkened slightly, and without stopping, he went straight downstairs towards his destination.
No matter the person next to you doesn't know how to speak, they are still quietly brewing their emotions.
She was clear-minded throughout.
Phytolacca's voice was low and he spoke slowly, "I have only experienced dungeon upgrades twice, once in this dungeon, and once in the previous dungeon."
Xin Zhixia said "hmm" to show that she was listening.
I realized clearly in my heart that the so-called previous copy was [Werewolf Killing in Burt Village].
The similarity between the two is that both of them appear.
However, she didn't think that was the reason.
When Shang Lu saw Xin Zhixia, who always looked calm, his thoughts were in confusion.
He expected that she would already know the reason, but calmly felt that she might not know.
"Xiao Bai has also experienced it. That time someone took the initiative to tell him that this is a characteristic of the people in their room. They can affect the copy."
As soon as she finished speaking, Xin Zhixia stopped suddenly and turned her head to look at him.
The four eyes faced each other, one with sharp eyes and the other with evasive eyes.
"Because of you, you were sick before and couldn't control yourself, Xin Zhixia."
The order of the words he said was a bit confusing. Phytolacca took a deep breath and tried to summarize it again and prove it in the shortest words.
"As I expected, the copy was upgraded just when Millennium transferred the patient to you. I don't know how this disease affected you. In short, the result was...an accident."
Before the words were finished, he stopped when he clicked and raised his eyes to look at the other party.
Xin Zhixia was stunned for a moment and began to recall.
indeed so.
It allows two smart players to put aside their previous hatred towards each other and maintain a short-term cooperative relationship in a relatively dangerous environment.
It must not be because of emotional issues, but because there is no conflict of interest between the two parties.
Just like what she said to Qiuqiu in [Odin Town].
"There is no conflict of interest, we can all be partners."
When Xin Zhixia first learned that their interests did not conflict, she decided to pretend to play along with him.
I started acting soberly.
However, something unexpected happened during the copy.
What follows becomes...
Now she couldn't help but reflect.
It was probably because she was suffering from [Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder] and [Persecutory Delusion] that she took such an extreme approach.
Force yourself to pass the level perfectly, force yourself to win Phytolacca.
She feels that many players are a threat to her, including detecting NPCs joining the game, which also makes her feel unsafe.
So, get extreme.
Obviously she could have chosen a gentler way to win.
For example, in addition to trading with Mengli, you can also remind other players so that they can also successfully pass the level.
Even if he blocks Phytolacca, he can still achieve his goal.
Let the copy be upgraded from level B to level A.
There are only three people who have cleared the entire dungeon.
He does have some merit of his own.
This was the first time that she had to actively plan to obliterate her opponent no matter what posture he put up.
Xin Zhixia lowered her eyes and couldn't help but pinch her knuckles, and there was a faint creaking sound.
He raised his eyes to look at Phytolacca, with sharp eyes and raised corners of his mouth.
"Then according to your statement, the originally expected direction of Dead Space is not like this."
Shang Lu was a little overwhelmed by Xin Zhixia's sudden hostility.
He just pursed his lips and nodded in reply: "Yes, because there was an accident, so..."
Xin Zhixia seemed to be irritated by the unexplained stress in her subconscious, and she retorted instantly.
"No, this is not logical. According to this principle, the Werewolf dungeon should be downgraded. Because the number of people who have cleared the level does not meet the B-level dungeon clearance rate you summarized. Moreover, if the difficulty of each level represents the number of people who have cleared it, A copy of that type of camp confrontation has its ending decided early on."
Hearing the sharp words spoken by the person in front of him, Shangluca calmed down.
He pushed up his glasses and analyzed objectively, "The content we summarized is not completely applicable to all copies. It is just a rule of thumb."
After a pause, he said with some unclear meaning: "If it is really accurate, on the contrary, it will further confirm what I said."
Xin Zhixia clicked her tongue dissatisfied.
Then he smiled brightly and seemed to shrug helplessly.
"This is not a deviation, so what do you want to say?"
Seeing that she no longer refuted, Shang Lu seemed to acquiesce to his speculation, and tentatively speculated, "You know I want to score points, so I must know a lot."
Xin Zhixia raised her eyebrows and felt funny in her heart.
His so-called "card points" operation was blocked by her, which was mostly based on her subjective assumptions.
But whether it is the bright moon, the forest trees or the pokeweed, they always seem to think that she is enigmatic.
The first two are okay, they probably think they can cooperate with her.
But this merchant knew that she was a semi-newcomer and still spoke out a lot of information so brazenly.
Even if it was her temptation just now, she didn't seem to notice it.
He obviously lost his previous calmness.
Shanglu couldn't help but lower his eyes to look at the bracelet, only the fluctuations in his eyes revealed that his mood was not calm.
"I'm running out of time, and this might be the last chance I have to make contact. Would you like to help?"
Xin Zhixia's eyes flashed, and she couldn't help but guess what "time is running out" meant.
At the same time, it is inevitable to be curious, what information does such an abnormal Phytolacca want to get from her?
With the thought of not wanting the information in vain, she said without any burden: "Come and listen?"
When Shanglun raised his eyes to look at her again, he was determined to make a desperate move.
"Xin Zhixia, I think you and that person are from the same room."
Once it can be an accident that happened by chance, but twice it is an established fact that has to be doubted.
Xin Zhixia's eyes were filled with doubts.
I was silently regretting in my heart, "It's a pity that it's impossible. Everyone in my room is dead."
Naturally, the other party could not hear her inner drama, so she seemed particularly relaxed and comfortable.
However, the two of them have always been at odds with each other.
Now the other party seemed to have lost his calmness, which made her feel that she was a little outmatched.
Shangwei pushed up his glasses to cover up the hopeful look in his eyes.
The tone was particularly sincere, "I hope you can help me contact No. 99 in your room so that he can reply to Xiaobai's message. We are sincere enough and willing to make a deal with him."
After confirming that the person he was talking about was indeed not the dead person in his room, Xin Zhixia breathed a sigh of relief without leaving a trace.
Because he has the same number as her, 99, that person must not be from her room.
In the past, such a sincere gesture from a black-hearted person made her feel a little embarrassed to trick him.
Fortunately, she had a reason to say no.
The next second, Shang Lu looked at her with his eyes and spoke the last sentence.
"You are also from Room 1, right?"
With a thud, Xin Zhixia's heartbeat suddenly stopped.
I don’t know what to ask, are you telling a ghost story?
I should still ask, why didn’t I know?
