The slave farm is under nine floors.

The cell here is still an apartment house, but compared to the minus tenth floor, there is an extra small broken fan that can blow a little air in hot weather.

Of course, this requires payment of electricity, and electricity bills are naturally a luxury consumption.

At this moment, the player lying in the house leisurely and dozing.

He has a pretty face and fair skin, which seems out of place with the players in this world. He looks beautiful like a woman.

This person is Zhang Ziyu.

In the cemetery where he escaped, he lay in the coffin and waited for the escapees to fall into the trap and successfully harvested a teammate of the bandage man.

Although the hunter camp failed in the end, it was not painful or itchy for him.

Anyway, I just snuggled in the coffin for a few hours.

At this moment, his communication equipment was rumbling.

Zhang Ziyu yawned and impatiently refused the communication request.

In the caller ID of the communication, there is the famous boss-level player in the third-tier negative layer - Mr. M.

Few people can refuse the active contacts of players of this level, because generally speaking, there are things to be left to them, and the rewards are naturally quite generous.

However, Zhang Ziyu is a person who is very afraid of trouble.

However, even though he had already hung up the communication request, it rang again, which made him unable to help but slim his eyebrows and even more disgusted.

If you connect it yourself, then rejection or acceptance will make things complicated.

in turn.

Mr. M is so stubborn and continuously requesting communications, he can also see that this task is very important.

Even a player with a negative third level is so desperate to do.

It's definitely not that simple.

Zhang Ziyu curled her lips, pretending not to hear it, and closed her eyes and went to sleep there.

But the communication request sound kept ringing.

More than ten minutes have passed!

The other party still did not give up, which made him start to smell a dangerous smell.

What exactly can make the other party so persistent, and even be patient and dial for yourself repeatedly. You should know that even if you don’t get connected, you will consume points.

Of course, those 100 points are just a matter of drinking a glass of water for the players upstairs.

But the more this happened, the more vigilant Zhang Ziyu was. In the end, he took out two pieces of toilet paper in the bathroom and rubbed them into a ball to block his ears.

He smiled and squinted, "I can't hear it!"

"Oh, take a nap!"

...

At this moment, in a luxurious villa on the third floor, there were even servants cleaning.

A player lay on the soft sofa.

This person looks about twenty-seven or eight, wearing a loose robe, like a home pajama, and such a set of clothes costs at least three or four thousand points to be redeemed.

To be precise.

Except for these players standing at the top of the pyramid, no one will be willing to do so.

There was a black scald mark on his arms, and his forehead was burnt with scars all over his body, but it made the person's temperament even more fierce.

This person is the legendary Mr. M.

All players who are up to the fifth level actually received the message from the beginning.

That is, a large number of players who come from reality will enter the slave field.

And they will have to be enemies of this group of players, guarding every floor and preventing these people from climbing up easily.

So from that time on.

All players within the minus fifth level are frequently contacting people below to try to get more information.

And three teams appeared in the minus fourteenth level.

These people are strong and are still accumulating points frantically, and are obviously ambitious.

So Mr. M had already given instructions that once this group of people climbed to the tenth floor of the minus.

Just kill without any worries.

He waited for so long and finally waited until the other party entered his sight, but never expected that he would eliminate his subordinates after summoning the first level.

Mr. M was in a very complicated mood and tapped his fingers gently on the chair.

The enemy's strength was obviously beyond his imagination, and it had already made him feel uneasy and unable to fall asleep.

After all, they have been so much in this world, they have been cheating, betrayal, and framed, and have used up all kinds of means to get to this point, and they are never willing to become green leaves.

Those players cannot be allowed to climb up, let them take the lead and land on the first floor first.

Even if the power of Monk Hua is placed on the minus sixth floor, it is not too much. It is just to accumulate points better on the minus tenth floor.

In the end, he was eliminated by the new team.

If you guessed correctly, the next step for these people is to take root in the minus tenth floor, copy the rhythm in the minus fourteenth floor, accumulate points and then exchange for attributes.

These so-called players participating in the exhibition match can return to the real world after they die.

What a jealous treatment.

Once they die, they will fall to the bottom, all the points they have accumulated over the years will be hollowed out, and they will return to the minus eighteenth floor.

Such a life is very miserable just thinking about it.

What made him most afraid of was that the magician Lao Xu was actually mixed with this group of players in the exhibition match.

That guy's ability cooperates with these people.

It is undoubtedly like a fatal knife approaching myself step by step.

For this reason, he gave up his old face.

He could think that the only person who can deal with those players now is the only young Zhang Ziyu.

That's why he applied for a contact message and tried to convince the other party to help deal with the players in these exhibition matches.

After all, this group of people has just arrived at the minus tenth floor now.

I am still unfamiliar with games that go up the top of the tenth level, so there are still many opportunities to start.

The longer it drags on, the more difficult it is.

Especially now, two teams in the exhibition match have arrived at the mining tenth floor, and it will be even more troublesome to wait until the three teams.

The most perfect thing is of course to defeat this group of people separately and eliminate them before they join forces again.

Mr. M rubbed his head tiredly, and that guy Zhang Ziyu was still so arrogant.

He actually refused his contact.

In the end, even ignored it directly.

I thought that if I persisted for a while, the other party would compromise, but I didn't expect that I would persist for more than two hours without responding.

This made him feel emotionally excited.

"hateful!"

He couldn't help but curse, and then took repeated breaths to calm down his mood.

He began to calm down, and people with strength all had tempers.

Zhang Ziyu's personality is even more quirky. She rarely interacts with others and is always alone in this world.

Even though he had enough strength to climb up, he seemed to be willing to fall and stay at the negative nine level.

Even if such a person is in contact, it will not be easy to convince the other person.

Unless it is said.

Mr. M's eyes suddenly lit up. In his impression, Zhang Ziyu, a guy, still owed someone a favor.

If that person is asked to speak, it may be much smoother.

Although I have a bad relationship with that person, and I have been facing each other many times, at least the teams in the exhibition match will soon threaten all of them and belong to the common enemy.

Then the other party will not stand idly by.

...

Time passes by minute by minute.

Zhang Ziyu slowly opened his eyes and narrowed for four or five hours.
To be continued...