MTL - Top Horror Novelist-Chapter 132 (two)

Driven by anger, jointly condemn the black market.

Even attacking the black market.

That would not only cause turmoil in the temporary residence area, but also make the people in power behind the scenes in the temporary residence area come forward to calm the situation and complain about Chi Yiyin, and it would also cause the black market to hate Chi Yiyin.

There is only a thousand days to be a thief, but there is no thousand days to guard against a thief.

Even if Chi Yiyin wasn't afraid, having too many mosquitoes would still disturb the peace.

Besides, although the black market is abominable, all three religions and nine streams have their existence. In terms of intelligence, they will still provide convenience for Red Bird.

On the whole, Chi Yiyin said bluntly that the disadvantages outweigh the advantages.

Now, there is still time to stop in time, and the rest will be left to the people outside the live broadcast to think for themselves. Even if the black market is besieged, there is no definite proof to blame Chi Yiyin.

Going forward is to make enemies of all the villains in the black market.

Chi Yiyin looked at the red bird quietly, understanding what he was thinking.

And in the live broadcast room, many high-level players gradually saw the clues.

[The words of the dungeon trigger are always credible, especially the famous sage sky, he will not lie. ]

[If this is the case, the dungeon only started running three years ago, but it has been failing for almost infinite time until there are only seven days left... How many times did it fail? Not many people know about this dungeon, the only possibility is…]

The words were not finished, but the players of the same level all understood the meaning behind the high-level player's words.

That's right, didn't the people in the black market just pat their chests and promise that they would dig up all the information in this dungeon?

Many people whose identity codes were trafficked also died in this dungeon.

It's just that at that time, high-level players and many people didn't care about it. They ate meat and didn't care how the slaughterhouse slaughtered cattle and sheep.

But that's because they don't know that failure is halved.

Dividing it in half to the level that Chi Yiyin is facing today is equivalent to abruptly increasing the difficulty of the dungeon too much!

Time alone is a big issue.

For a moment, all the players who reacted pointed their finger at the black market.

[no? What is your situation? Although it is said that buying and selling is free, it is not a way to destroy copies freely! ]

[I don't mind or care how the black market achieves its goals, but what I care about is that the black market cannot change from a helper to a roadblock. If the black market really gets in the way of our plans, then we're bound to have a rebate! ]

[Fuck, so how many people died in the dungeon? ? ? The black market... so scary! ]

Li Sijun lowered his eyes, and a mocking smile flashed across his lips.

See, people's greed and ignorance will pull themselves into the abyss. There is no need for any existence to do anything to them, they will destroy hope and chance of survival by themselves.

How ironic, how innocent they look.

...how irredeemable is the soul.

But Skye was a little confused when he heard Chi Yiyin's words.

"What, the people behind?"

Sky said honestly: "That's not the case. Three years ago, when we first entered the copy, the time had already been halved."

"This dungeon has different rules from all other dungeons."

According to Skye, the only surviving person who has experienced [City of Death Knell], although this dungeon also has random events, it is different from other dungeons.

- Its mechanism of randomly grabbing lucky viewers to enter the dungeon is not activated after half of the death.

Instead, as soon as a player dies, the audience is randomly grabbed.

From the beginning to the end of the entire dungeon, the number of players will be kept constant at eleven.

Therefore, either eleven players will work together to clear the level together, or they will fall into an infinite loop.

Constant entry, constant death, and then ushering in players and death...endless.

This is a vicious cycle that can never be broken.

The number of deaths is incalculable.

This dungeon did not only run officially and compliantly three years ago, but from three years ago to now, it has been running continuously in the darkness that no one knows.

Because of this, Skye was able to survive in the alley until Chi Yiyin came to rescue him.

But this also means that any player who has watched the live broadcast of [City of Death Knell] may be captured.

It doesn't matter whether he saw it three years ago or now three years later.

"Half the time, and will not come back."

Skye suddenly realized something: "You just said that there are only 28 hours left?"

"It's over!"

He punched the side, with an annoyed look on his face: "[City of Deathstroke] has a special mechanism, it will not be refreshed after everyone quits, and the original time will be restored, but it will be halved according to the previous time."

"This dungeon has never ended."

"But now, it's only 28 hours left."

Skye looked up, looked at Chi Yiyin, and said sternly, "After 28 hours, we will either successfully clear the dungeon and leave, or we will be destroyed together with this dungeon."

Chi Yiyin frowned: "You mean, this dungeon is now scrapped, and it can no longer lead to the S-level dungeon."

Skye nodded heavily: "I'm afraid, it is."

"Feel sorry…"

As soon as these words came out, the live broadcast room immediately fell silent, and a needle could be heard.

Behind every screen are players who can't believe the bad news.

Especially those high-level players who had the most hope of clearing the S-level dungeon and leaving the game field, they were outraged.

Not only because of the stupid low-level players who were randomly captured in the dungeon, but also because of the people in the black market—these idiots ruined an important A-level dungeon!

The hope of surviving reality was cut off right in front of their eyes!

Ordinary players are panicking, high-level players are furious.

The contact information of the black market intelligence dealers was almost exploded, and the roar was deafening.

Exclamation marks and abuse were also quickly posted on the live barrage, trying to vent their fear in this way.

But in the copy, Chi Yiyin lowered his eyes and was quiet, and then he smiled.

"We still have 28 hours, don't we?"