There are nine people standing on the top of a building.

The leader has a short haircut, a scar above his left eye, a floral shirt, and a wolf tattoo on his arm. He looks very social at first glance.

He took out his mobile phone and looked at the time, "Personal items can be used, but the real-life copy is good for this. You don't need to hide your identity."

"Brother Wang, this dungeon seems to be getting harder over time. Should we act quickly?"

Someone said.

The short-haired man Wang Xin took out a machete from the storage space and said, "Here are the things that the leader wants. We stayed here for a few days to queue up this book, but it seems that a little mouse got in. Let's put it first

Those two mice are settled."

"Clear the place? This county is not small, so it's a bit difficult to find those two people."

"The leader of the meeting gave it to the spirit dust. If it falls on a stranger, the feedback will be different from that of a monster. You can find it soon."

"That's a human-level prop! Wouldn't it be a bit of a waste to use it in a dungeon of this difficulty?"

Wang Xin held a machete on the speaker's neck with a fierce look in his eyes, "It's just for us to use. There are things related to legendary beasts hidden here. If you miss the leader's business, you will die if you go out. Done."

Yes, the props are there.”

As he spoke, he took out a white box from the storage space. After opening it, translucent dust rose up inside the box and dispersed with the wind, flying from high places to all directions in the city.

They are neither from the academy nor from the Holy Religion. Instead, they belong to an organization called Tianxiahui. They have a certain scale, but in reality they are the kind of people who are chased and beaten by the academy and the Holy Religion.

If we use the classification of camps in the game, then the Academy is good and lawful, the Holy Cult is chaotic and lawful, and the Under Heaven Society is evil and chaotic.

Wang Xin walked to the edge of the rooftop of the building, smelling the smell of blood in the wind. The smell of sin in the city hit his face. He opened his hands intoxicatedly, "Come, let's start our carnival."

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Crossing the street and walking into the central area of ​​the county, there are occasional noises.

This city is not without humans. Su Lin saw someone smashing the glass of the supermarket and searching inside. He also saw a man with a fleshy face holding a kitchen knife and hacking at the cold corpses.

Turning the corner and looking towards the alley, a woman screamed and her clothes were torn apart by two men.

"What are you looking at, pretty boy? Let's see you doing it together!"

The two men wearing dirty clothes stared at Su Lin with a strange red eyes.

There are indeed people alive in this city, but they have gone crazy.

Facing the man who threatened to fuck him and had already taken action and rushed towards him, Su Lin just smiled, raised his hand, and a pistol that looked like a silver killer appeared out of thin air.

When the gunfire rang out, he just turned slightly sideways to avoid the fallen body.

The other man had just taken out his dagger and when he saw his companion falling, instead of being afraid, he rushed forward crazily.

boom--

After another shot, Su Lin turned and left without looking at the woman who was lying on the body and starting to move.

This is a city shrouded in evil thoughts, and most of the living people are crazy.

Walking on the street, Su Lin looked at the blood letters on the buildings. Most of these blood letters were repeated and written crookedly, but a lot of information could be obtained from them.

'Did I do something wrong?'

'No, I'm not wrong!'

'why treat me like this!'

'I hate it so much, I hate it so much...'

'Am I shedding blood or tears?'

'My stomach hurts, it really hurts...'

'You deserve to die!'

'Everyone deserves to die!'

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Su Lin found a motorcycle with the key still in it and traveled through the city. He needed to collect more information about blood letters for in-depth speculation on the background of the story.

At the same time, his excellent memory was also comparing the differences between this city and reality. After walking around, he discovered an anomaly.

The city ground in the dungeon is dirty and messy, as if it is covered in sticky blood. There are large blood letters on various buildings, but there is only one place that is relatively clean. There is neither sticky matter on the ground nor blood words on the wall.

It was a very old community, and it almost looked like a dilapidated building. The words on the sign at the door had been blurred by time, but it could be vaguely seen that it said 'Happy Home'

Su Lin parked his motorcycle outside the community, held a gun in one hand, and climbed over the iron fence gate.

After passing two corners, he actually saw a crowd, and it looked like a normal crowd.

Just like a relief camp after a disaster, some are tents and some are temporary shelters made of tattered cardboard boxes. Dozens of people gather here to live.

After these people saw Su Lin and the gun in his hand, some looked at him warily, some ran back in fear, and some numbly lowered their heads and continued to do their own thing.

"I don't mean any harm, I just want to ask you something."

If there is someone to communicate with, it is of course a good opportunity to obtain information. Su Lin does not want to waste too much time in this dungeon.

The real-life dungeon is synchronized with the outside time. Every day the Shinhwa Mall is closed is a huge loss, so he plans to speed through it.

But after he put away his gun and explained, the people in front of him were no longer so frightened, and no one wanted to respond to him.

He wears contact lenses, which are detective equipment produced in the mall. He can see the attributes of creatures whose spirits are not higher than his own. The people here are indeed ordinary people.

Su Lin cautiously walked towards the crowd, walking through the row of tents and piles of cardboard boxes. Some people were looking at him, but most people ignored Su Lin.

When he walked to a cardboard box that looked like a doghouse, he reached out from under the box and grabbed Su Lin's trousers.

Instinctively, he wanted to fight back or use dimensional exile, but he stopped when he saw the small head exposed under the cardboard from the corner of his eye.

"Big brother... Maomao is so hungry. Can you give Maomao something to eat? Maomao can't eat that kind of blood bun."

It turned out that under the carton was a little girl of three or four years old, with a dirty face and wearing an equally dirty pink skirt.

Su Lin was a little silent. He was an orphan. Before he was adopted by the Four Seasons Group's welfare home, he had begged on the streets. Looking at this dirty little girl, he seemed to see his childhood self.

He took out a Snickers bar from the storage space and handed it to the little girl, making the people next to him jealous.

He wanted to see if he could trigger a hidden mission or find clues among this group of people.

"I didn't expect that she is still a virgin. Ugh, I'm about to die. Who told her to disappear from my eyes quickly?"

A man's voice sounded, with a joking tone.

Su Lin turned his head and looked behind him. That was where he came from. There was a man with an exaggerated expression, looking at him with a disgusting look.

At the corner behind the man, other people came out, nine in total.

He was being followed, but he didn't know what method the other party used to find him, and these strangers didn't seem to be very friendly to him.

The man's joking words and the various looks from the people in the camp made Su Lin smile.

"When a beam of light shines into the tower, the filth and filthiness in the tower are revealed, and this beam of light is guilty."

His tone was sarcastic, "It makes me look out of place."

He took the initiative to walk forward, scanning the special contact lens equipment purchased in the mall to check the attributes of the visitor.
Chapter completed!