69novels Chapter 168 The City of Eden
Chapter 168 The City of Eden
Zheng Yingying's copy is very cool, and Mr. Crow fell in love with it at first sight.
It happily jumps on the red and blue neon lights, and the criss-crossing wires and large and small billboards cut the space into countless irregular geometric pieces. For Mr. Crow, it is like coming to a Fun amusement park.Looking up, there are high-rise buildings with a sense of technology in the distance. There are no stars in the thick clouds, but the lights of the aircraft are flickering, interweaving a man-made bright starry sky.
Mr. Crow was jumping and jumping happily, and the sky suddenly began to drizzle.He looked up a few times, and a drop of rain fell in his eye sockets, making him scream and hide under the eaves.
Hanging above the eaves is the electronic plaque of the small clinic. When it rains, the smell of dark and damp sewers can be heard from the dark alley next to the clinic.The floors here are not high, crowded next to each other, like stacks of iron cages, dark and inexplicable, as if all the light has been swept away by the ubiquitous neon lights.
A few youths in hoodies ran past puddles on the ground. They carried baseball bats and were chasing and killing a cat lost in the steel jungle.
The noble Mr. Crow craned his neck to watch the show, and he had a premonition that these little lambs would be in trouble.
Sure enough, those young people kicked over the trash can and broke into the dark alley in front of them, and there were a few muffled noises from there.In the darkness, the sound was shattered by the raindrops, so he couldn't hear it very clearly, but Mr. Crow could see the dark red blood flowing out of the alley, washed by the rain, and flowed into the underground pipes.
After a while, several corpses were dragged out and thrown into the overturned trash can.The person who handled the corpse wore a peaked cap and a black mask, and his movements were familiar. It seemed that this was not the first time he had done it.
And no matter which group of people they are, they all have an electronic bracelet on their exposed wrists.The black wristband has a simple shape, and the screen displays large or small numbers, which jump suddenly when the corpse is thrown into the trash can.
Mr. Crow shook his head. Suddenly, he seemed to sense something, and looked up at one of the iron cages in front of him.The window was lit, and the heavy curtains were opened a crack, and a red figure standing behind the window could be vaguely seen.
Zheng Yingying was watching everything outside with cold eyes.
"City of Eden", this is the name of the dungeon that she and Jiang He triggered this time.Against the background of a future society with strict hierarchies and disparity between rich and poor, a dystopian virtual world has been constructed.
She also has the electronic bracelets of those people just now, and the numbers recorded on the screen are the virtual currency of this world.
In this Garden of Eden, there is one basic law: everything is for sale.
From ordinary commodities, to human organs, to life, as long as you are willing to pay, you can trade.If there is any so-called civilization here, it is "Noah" located in the center of the city of Eden, which is the high-tech high-rise buildings that Mr. Crow saw just now.
"Noah" is an area inhabited by rich people. The people here follow another set of laws. As for people other than "Noah", they are all commodities to them.
Dungeon customs clearance conditions, save enough 30 million within 100 days.
In the house, Jiang He was tinkering with the weapons he got from the black market.Although the City of Eden is a future society, its weapon style is a mixture of high-tech and low-end.
Fantasy lightsabers are displayed in the window, but ordinary pistols and knives are still in use.In addition, there are some weird and imaginative things, which need to be carefully thought out before they can be used smoothly.
According to Jiang He's words: "This dungeon lasts for a month. If you are destined to get the third movement, then it should be here."
Yan Ye did a divination for her, and only said that she would get the third movement, but which copy and when, I don't know if she couldn't get it out of the divination, or deliberately concealed it, in short, she is not sure.
This is the seventh day they have been here, and Zheng Yingying's deposit is currently 9658.She originally saved some, but it was quickly spent by Jiang He and replaced by the pile of weapons on the ground.
Strictly speaking, they are broken copper and iron, Zheng Yingying doesn't know what else he can do with them.
"What time is it?" Jiang He asked suddenly.
"06:30." Zheng Yingying glanced at the clock on the wall.
Only then did Jiang He stop what he was doing, stood up, went to the bathroom to tidy up, and after a while, put on a mask like V for Vendetta and came out.
The two didn't say much, and went out in silence like a few days ago.
Zheng Yingying was still dressed in the same red cloak covering her face, her missing eye was covered with a black eyepatch, and her slender arms seemed to be broken.Jiang He propped up a transparent umbrella, made of unknown material, like an electronic display screen, showing the weather conditions.
Light rain today, 23°C, humidity 70%
Mr. Crow followed them from a distance, through the winding dark alley, and finally came to an iron gate that looked like the entrance of a dark Internet cafe.A fierce, bald-headed man opened the door for them. There were steps going down inside, and it was another world to enter.
The raucous crowd, the smell of tobacco and alcohol, scantily clad bunnies flirting with tattooed hunks, and the center stage, raw killing.
This is the underground fighting arena, controlled by Noah's large consortium, where the money comes in the fastest.
Zheng Yingying held the nameless blade and was eager to try.
Jiang He reminded her again: "The purpose of my bringing you here is not to make you submit to killing. Your target is on the second floor. Remember, besides that, restrain yourself, don't be controlled by a dagger, and don't be Control anyone, stick to your heart, and don't shoot others casually."
The second floor is full of distinguished guests, and the way Jiang He chose to clear the level is—assassination.
In the dungeon of Eternal Night City, killing is inevitable, but they just happened to be allocated such a dungeon.Jiang He didn't want Zheng Yingying to become the second Crimson, and he took what Rongyi reminded them to heart.The nameless blade is cursed, and it may destroy Zheng Yingying, but asking Zheng Yingying to give it up at this moment is tantamount to dreaming.
Jiang He faintly regretted the act of taking her to the Dream Infinity Market, but there is no medicine for regret in this world.He can only hope to be the rein to restrain Zheng Yingying, so that she will not lose her way.
Zheng Yingying didn't speak, she glanced at a tall, sallow and thin man across the stage.That man is also a player, and just yesterday he lost all his money and had to sell a kidney.
The City of Eden has very good medical technology, and if you have an operation now, you can get out of bed after a while.
There are a total of twelve players entering the dungeon, and generally they are not doing very well.But there are exceptions, for example, someone took a slanted sword and caught up with Noah's distinguished guest with a single face.
There are also people who have opened up the black market by relying on a certain new type of medicine brought from Eternal Night City, in order to make huge profits.The gameplay is just different.
Thinking of this, Zheng Yingying felt excited for no reason.The Nameless Blade seemed to have sensed the emotions of its master, and there was a restrained coldness on the simple and unpretentious blade.
Suddenly, a big warm hand gently pressed on Zheng Yingying's shoulder.
Zheng Yingying woke up from this strange state, raised her head to meet Jiang He's eyes, and said after a while, "I see."
Jiang He touched her head through the cloak, "Don't worry, I'm here."
At the same time, Leng Miao also came to the copy.This great magician known for his coldness was looking murderous at the moment.A stare of the eyeballs can stop a child from crying at night.
On the other side of him, an invincible young boy who was stained with grandma's gray and tied with apples, was crying to him with tears, "I can't help it! He said he wanted to treat me to a biscuit, so I ate it." A small piece, who knew that I would gain weight after taking a bite of the biscuit, but that biscuit is really delicious, and there is nothing I can do about it, woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
The dungeon "National Star-making Movement", one hundred contestants, after a week of PK, finally selected ten people to form a group.Of course, players are not contestants, but their managers.
The customs clearance method is also very simple, just ensure that your own players enter the top ten.
Leng Miao, who was a doctor in life and a magician after death, never thought that he could open up a third career, being the manager of a kid with no hair.
This little kid can not only eat and cry, but also talkative, so cold that he wanted to die on the spot within 10 minutes of taking over.
"To shut up."
"You told me to shut up, I just ate a small biscuit, what's wrong with the biscuit... You said you would always support me and accompany me on the flowery road, and you still said I was you My little cutie, you told me to shut up before the flowers bloomed!"
"..."
"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo my biscuit, my flower—"
Hold.
Leng Miao couldn't hold back a curse in his heart, his mind was full of biscuits and flowers, and he was about to be brainwashed.And in just a short while, this "cute" has gained weight like blowing up a balloon.
Can a small biscuit have this power?
Leng Miao couldn't bear it anymore, and directly grabbed the cutie by the back collar, and carried him to the electronic scale for weighing.The little cutie looked down, 58KG, almost fainted on the spot.
He completely broke down, and squatted down on the electronic scale, covering his head, "I should go to the Metamorphosis instead of the draft, I have become a big fat man, if I get to 120 pounds, what face do I have to stay here. Even if I am really a fairy, I will fall from the sky because I am too fat. What a pity, my little biscuit and my flower—"
Leng Miao decisively stuffed his mouth with a macaron.
He understood the routine of this dungeon.
The small biscuits should be filled with ingredients, and if you eat them, you will get fat, and getting fat is likely to lead to immediate exit.These contestants are fighting openly and secretly. Today it may be a small biscuit with added ingredients, and tomorrow it may be a drink mixed with poison, or even clothes and shoes stuffed with needles.If you want to ensure that your players enter the top ten, you can't rely on talent alone, you have to have life.
"Who gave you the biscuits?" Leng Miao figured it out, and lowered his head to ask the person concerned. As a result, the fairy who claimed that she would fall from the sky after one hundred and twenty had already eaten a whole macaron.
Leng Miao directly lifted him off the scale, picked him up again, weighed him again, and the number stopped at a thrilling 59.9KG.
The little cutie held her breath in fright, and the little tugging on the top of her head didn't dare to shake easily.
Leng Miao wanted to carry him to the toilet and flush him, but in order to clear the customs, he could only bear it.Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a treadmill in the lounge, and he immediately sent someone to run for exercise, while he himself picked up the player information on the coffee table and began to look through it.
Name: Occasionally Lin
Sex: Male
Height: 178cm (net height 171cm, heel 3cm, insole 2cm, hairstyle increase 2cm)
Specialty: emit lovely light waves
Secret skill: After eating a whole hairy crab, you can use the shell to restore the hairy crab
Primary ranking: 88
I declare you eliminated immediately.
Rong Yi, who entered the dungeon last, came to a single-player dungeon.
In the copy of G area, the door opened by the warden himself, naturally there will be no other players, but there are many NPCs here.
"Suicide Permit", in a life where everything depends on obtaining a permit, suicide also requires a permit.The customs clearance method is very simple, when you get the certificate and when you pass the customs, there is no time limit.
But the most absurd thing about this dungeon is: if you want to commit suicide, you have to verify it first.But in the process of textual research, you have to avoid all kinds of murderous intentions and survive desperately to get the certificate and then commit suicide.
In the bustling license hall, Rong Yi sat on a bench in the waiting area and held his number plate thinking about life.In front of him was a middle-aged woman, wearing very ordinary clothes, carrying a very ordinary cottage bag, with semi-permanent eyebrow tattoos, holding a 88% new domestic mobile phone, and joined about [-] middle-aged and elderly chat groups.
The one in the back was a young man with four words written on his face - don't get close to strangers.
After waiting for a long time, the staff finally called Rong Yi's number, "No. 44!"
Rong Yi stepped forward, followed the unfriendly staff to leave the hall, and walked through a long corridor.There are no windows in this corridor, and the light is very dark. There are only a few small wall lamps on the walls on both sides, barely illuminating the road ahead.
There are many slogans on the wall.
[Death should be farther away, so as not to cause trouble to others]
[People who commit suicide are selfish]
【She is obviously living a good life, what can't she think about, she insists on committing suicide】
[He just has a poor mental capacity]
【It's so dead that it doesn't get in the way】
[If you have a problem in your heart, you should see a doctor]
【hypocritical】
【burden】
【Think about your parents】
【cowardly】
【timid】
【You are not even afraid of death, are you still afraid of living? How strange】
……
Maybe it was because the lights were too dim, and the big black slogan was like a ghost, inexplicably permeating people.Without squinting, Rong Yi calmly walked through this seemingly endless corridor, and finally saw the light.
At the end of the corridor is a black sea, and a small boat is moored quietly on the black sea.The staff pointed to the boat and said, "Go up, row the boat to the other side and you will pass."
The opposite bank is very close, and the shadowy silhouette can be seen through the mist.
The opposite bank is far away, because it is on the other side of the fog.
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