Please Stop Pretending To Be a Cute Newcomer!

    The strategy compiled by Academician Zhang in the compressed package contains tens of thousands of copies, of which less than a thousand copies are repeated.

    Lu Qi's deep voice summed up smoothly: "The dungeons are divided into low, medium and high difficulty, in a pyramid structure, with the least high-difficulty dungeons and the most low-difficulty dungeons, and most of the repeated occurrences are low-difficulty."

    Lu Qi: "Not necessarily, as far as the content of the strategy is concerned, the story line of the repeated dungeon is not fixed. There is a dungeon with the most occurrences, it repeated five times, and the story line in each time All are slightly different, only the beginning and the end are fixed."

    Shen Qingcheng: "...Then what's the point of this strategy?"

    He knew what Lu Qi was talking about. Take the first instance as an example. If this instance was not closed by him, the next time other players clear the game, in addition to Qi Mei being beaten by Xiao San at the beginning Pregnancy to kindergarten, Qi Mei and Qi Anle's death in the end are the same, but the process in between will be different.

    Lu Qi looked at the terminal next to Zhinao, "Just give us a reference."

    "It's not me who is going to give this guide," the man closed his brain, "it's for other players in the game."

    Shen Qingcheng's eyes flashed suddenly.

    This guide is of little use to them, but there are millions of people in the game.

    Lu Qi: "If I guessed correctly, the next step of the institute should be to control the channel and train a group of troops familiar with the strategy to go in and lead other players to clear the customs."

    It's a bit like the production version of the combination of Le Songlin and Chen Ge.

    "You just tell me your next plan?" Shen Qingcheng smiled.

    "It's just a guess," Lu Qi said lightly, "You're not an outsider either."

    Oh, I'm the party.

    Shen Qingcheng spent the next two days cultivating and going to the command center occasionally. He didn't tell Lu Qi that he could leave the terminal, and when he wanted to show up, he suddenly appeared and startled him.

    For example, when Lu Qi went in to take a bath, he hid at the door, and when Lu Qi came out after washing, he rushed up...

    For example, when Lu Qi changed his clothes with his back to him, when the clothes just covered his head, he jumped up...

    Shen Qingcheng was amused by the frightened appearance of Lu Qi in his own imagination, but this time he didn't have to tell others.

    Two days later, Lu Qi gave the terminal to Marshal Lu, and had to return to the game because three days were up.

    After Lu Qi fell asleep, Marshal Lu looked down at the terminal, where Shen Meiren was gone.

    …

    Returning to the familiar personal game space again, Shen Qingcheng immediately sent a message to Lu Qi.

    Beauty Allure: "Lu Qi, I'm back!"

    After sending the message, he glanced at the friend list, Chen Ge and Le Songlin were not there, they should still be in the copy.

    Why didn't you get back to me? Shen Qingcheng was puzzled, stared at the terminal and walked to the sofa to sit down. He didn't bother to read a message in the background.

    7: "Look backstage."

    Huh? He just got a little interested.

     Shen Qingcheng's eyes widened after seeing the content of the background system message, so there is a second permission function?

    Just a minute ago, Lu Qi opened the second permission of his personal space to him. This permission has no other use, just can freely use the other party's survival point and freely enter and leave the other party's space.

    That's it!

    Respectful exchanges, he also opened the second authority to Lu Qi after groping for a while.

    Why do I seem to hand in the payroll card and room key? Just pay it, he won't suffer anyway, Lu Qi's six-digit deposit, he only barely has three digits.

    Shen Qingcheng thought indistinctly, there was suddenly one more person in the space, it was Lu Qi who had obtained permission.

    Shen Qingcheng said to the sudden appearance of humanity: "I'm going to enter the dungeon."

    Lu Qi frowned, "Is there no time to rest?"

    Shen Qingcheng: "Yes."

    At the end of the instance, players can usually rest for three days, which is not included in the time to return to the real world.

    He left as soon as the dungeon with Lu Qi was over, and there are at least two days to rest, but now there is less than an hour left.

    Alas, the spicy chicken game is to see if he can't block it or drive him away, so we need to take measures.

    Lu Qi naturally thought of this, "How long is it left?"

    Shen Qingcheng: "In less than an hour."

    Lu Qi nodded, "Get ready, we will advance the copy."

    Shen Qingcheng replenished the talisman paper used in the previous copy, and when Lu Qi finished leaving a message to Le Songlin, the two took the initiative to end the rest time.

    …

    [Welcome to Horror Games, here is a copy of "Entertainment to Death"]

    [Number of copies: unknown]

    [Limited time: unknown]

    [Clearance conditions: interpret the reality show script that the audience wants, and get a good or above evaluation]

    【Players please play carefully and try to survive】

    In the huge hotel room, Shen Qingcheng stood in front of the living room window, looking at several big signs on the mountain in the distance - "Film and Television City", and fell into contemplation.

    The number of dungeons is unknown, the time limit is unknown, but there are customs clearance conditions, which means that if you can’t perform the plot the audience wants, you will be trapped in the dungeon forever?

    Obviously it's a special copy with no remarks...

    Shen Qingcheng: "The game is a big deal, is this giving up a copy to trap me?"

    There was a hint of excitement in his tone.

    "Calm down, calm down, think about facing the sea, think about spring flowers~"

    He looked at himself on the reflective glass of the window, with a smile at the corner of his mouth, soft eyebrows and nodding with satisfaction.

    The hotel room is very large, it is a suite, Shen Qingcheng simply turned around each room and did not see other players.

    "In another hotel room?" He raised his eyebrows and walked to the door, holding his hand on the doorknob, unable to press it.

    The door was locked.

    Shen Qingcheng thought for a while, then went back and checked the refrigerator. There were a lot of things in the refrigerator, and all kinds of drinks and snacks almost filled the space.

    This slightly comforted Shen Qingcheng's dissatisfied heart after he left Lu Qi's terminal. In the end, he did not choose to break the door violently, and let go of his hand and returned to the room to wait and see.

    Eating potato chips and drinking ice Coke, he turned on the TV and watched with relish.

    [The beauty is finally back, welcome~]

    【7 Gods? Wouldn't there be no 7 gods this time? I didn't ask this sentence, it was asked by the beauty who turned over the murloc dungeon by herself last time! 】

    [Report, I just came back from the 7 Gods live broadcast room, the two are in the same dungeon, but the 7 Gods are elsewhere]

    [So the start of this dungeon is to break up the players? 】

    [What? reality show? Act out the reality show script that the audience wants... Can I apply for a show of love script with my real name! 】

      [nosebleed]】

    【I just want the uniform play of the last dungeon, arrange it for me! 】

    Shen Qingcheng didn't watch for long.

    About ten minutes later, the door slammed open from the outside, and a woman in a professional suit walked in with high heels.

    The woman's face is very white with powder, her eyes are slender, her lips are thick, her cheekbones are high, and she looks a bit mean.

    She walked behind the sofa where Shen Qingcheng was sitting with a document in her hand, and the TV seemed to have a bad signal and flashed white flowers twice.

    The woman said, "The work arrangement has been determined. It is a live-action reality show. You just need to finish the performance according to the script given to you."

    Shen Qingcheng looked at the re-appearing video on the TV, without turning his head, the potato chips squeaked, "Play it casually?"

    "No!" The woman frowned fiercely, leaving two wrinkles on her forehead, "The broadcast effect is not up to expectations, you don't want to get paid."

    The so-called salary is customs clearance?

    He nodded, "Where's the script."

    Seeing his cooperation, the woman's tone softened, "The script will be sent to you later. If the broadcast effect does not meet expectations, the script may be changed at any time. You have to be prepared."

    "Click, click," eating another potato chip, Shen Qingcheng asked, "Is this reality show script alone?"

    Woman: "There are also some artists, you will meet as the plot progresses."

    Shen Qingcheng: "They're not in this hotel?"

    "No, they are elsewhere," the woman finished, "The live broadcast starts when you leave this room, I still have work, and the script change will be sent to you on time."

    "Wait," Shen Qingcheng got up after eating potato chips, pulled a tissue to wipe his hands, and turned to face the woman who seemed to be an agent, "Where's my assistant."

    The woman's face with thick powder froze, her eyes were unbelievable, "What did you say?"

    He said innocently: "Am I not an artist? Just look at my face and know that I am not low-profile. Other artists have three, four, five or six assistants. I only have one, isn't it too much?"

    The woman took a deep breath, "I'll bring it to you later." After speaking, she stepped on high heels and turned away.

    "As soon as possible~" Shen Qingcheng watched the other party leave, smiling brightly.

    After the woman left the room, a message alert sounded from the terminal, Shen Qingcheng opened it, and it was the reality show script that the agent said would be sent to him.

      】

    So should I start by hearing someone pick up china or by heading to the creek?

    "Boom, boom."

    Shen Qingcheng glanced at the door, "Come in."

    A thin little girl came in outside the door, only as high as his waist.

    The girl bowed her head shyly, her hair was frizzy, and her exposed skin was so white that she could clearly see the blue blood vessels underneath.

    Shen Qingcheng looked at the person up and down, and focused on the wrist that was no thicker than **** together, "What's the name."

    The girl trembled, "Little, little red."

    He approached in amazement. This kid named Xiaohong was more sensitive than the manager just now, "You're afraid of me."

    The girl trembled even more.

     "Don't worry, you don't have any flesh on your body, I won't eat you," Shen Qingcheng said, "Do you know where Sang Zhen is?"

    Xiaohong: "Know, know."

    Shen Qingcheng: "Go and pack up, we'll leave tomorrow."

    Oh, the news can't be sent out, I don't know if I can see Lu Qi tomorrow.

    At this time, Lu Qi and other players scattered in other parts of the dungeon also read their scripts.

    [You are a policeman, recently you received news that tomb robbers fled to Sang Town, trying to steal the treasures buried in the ancient tomb under Sang Town, you decided to go to Sang Town, secretly guard , to arrest him. 】