Chapter 132

"...So, Fantasy Amusement Park is actually a food processing factory. All tourists are raw materials. After they are successfully polluted, they will be made into food. Those rules are actually an interview to select employees and let them live forever. Stay there and die?"

Huang Mao hugged his head with a dull face, seemed a little unbelievable, and said every word with difficulty.

"That's right."

Wen Jianyan glanced at Huang Mao, nodded approvingly: "You have a good understanding ability."

Huang Mao raised his hand and wiped his face vigorously.

Even though he has left the dungeon now, after understanding the core operation rules of this dungeon, he still feels his hairs stand on end, his spine chills, and he can't help but feel a little bit of fear.

This is really all a pit...

If you don't follow the rules, or come into direct contact with the source of pollution, you will be polluted into a frog, and the frog itself is also a source of pollution, which will continuously release spiritual pollution outward.

Even if you are lucky enough to avoid all these pits and survive to the end, you will be assimilated by the copy because you fully abide by the rules of belief, and eventually become a slave in the amusement park.

Too harsh.

It can almost be said that it is a killer move one step at a time, and if you are not careful, everyone will be wiped out...

So this is the difficulty of an S-level dungeon?

Huang Mao couldn't help being in a trance.

He really didn't expect that as a rookie with only C+ level, one day he would directly enter the S-level dungeon to experience it. The most unbelievable thing is that he actually came out alive in the end!

This... Does this possibility really exist?

He couldn't help turning his head and looked at Wen Jianyan who was sitting beside him.

Seriously, if this guy hadn't set fire to Dreamland Amusement Park at the last moment, among the 300 people who entered the dungeon, they probably wouldn't even be able to keep the 21 people now!

Is this the strong one?

Good cow, really good cow!

"Big, boss."

Huang Mao had already changed his title unknowingly, and said tremblingly: "Well, can I ask, what is your current rank? Which guild do you belong to?"

Wen Jianyan blinked, and said thoughtfully: "D... Oh no, I'm promoted to B-level now."

Several people:"?"

"Guild, haven't joined yet."

Several people:"???"

"wait wait wait?"

Yun Bilan frowned, and said in disbelief: "Didn't you say in the dungeon that you are a C-level anchor?"

"Oh, that one."

Wen Jianyan was startled, as if he just remembered this lie, he shrugged, and briefly mentioned it:

"I lied to you."

Yun Bilan: "..."

Why would someone make such a thing so natural? !

"It's too strange that there is a D-level anchor in the level dungeon, isn't it? After learning about this, the anchor will either be more vigilant, or be contemptuous, and it will be difficult to cooperate and form a team in the end."

Wen Jianyan analyzed rationally.

Yun Bilan was stunned for two seconds, thinking carefully.

It seems... it really is.

If the other party said that they were D-level anchors in the exciting zone before, there was a high probability that they would not be able to form a team, and they would collapse at the beginning.

Huang Mao stared blankly at Wen Jianyan who was not far away, and didn't recover for a long time.

no?

A master streamer who led the whole team through the S-level dungeon, single-handedly achieved a platinum achievement, and even increased the survival rate of the entire dungeon...is it just B-level? !

This, this, this...

Is this kind of thing actually real? !

Yun Bilan was taken aback, and made a simple calculation in her mind, before suddenly reacting:

"Wait, you won't... you're the strongest rookie before?"

Otherwise, according to the system algorithm, I am afraid that such a low-level anchor will not be thrown into the level dungeon.

The guild she was in was among the top ten in the entire server, so she had naturally tried to win over this record-setting rookie, with three dungeons and three platinum achievements, a record that had never been seen before!

But this time, the opponent actually hit the Platinum achievement for the fourth time, and it was still in the S-level dungeon!

If they didn't follow Wen Jianyan all the way, otherwise they really couldn't believe it at all.

but

Yun Bilan blinked, and said with some confusion: "How did I hear that you are a strong man with a height of two meters?"

"ah?"

Huang Mao blinked and said blankly: "How did I hear that she is a beautiful woman?"

In the next second, the slender young man with a clear silhouette disappeared without warning, and was replaced by a tall woman with fiery red long hair flowing down from her snow-white skin, and sharp and beautiful facial features. When you laugh, it gives you a very strong sense of oppression.

She leaned down gracefully, her seductive fox eyes were slightly upturned, and her voice was clear and smiling:

"You mean this?"

The other party came closer, and the suddenly enlarged Ye Yan's face brought a strong visual impact, and the nose seemed to be able to smell the strong aroma of roses on the other party's body.

Huang Mao's face turned red suddenly, and he stammered:

"you you you you"

Wen Jianyan narrowed his eyes and smiled, with a rising ending, as if with a deceptive hook:

"It seems you like this type."

Huang Mao's face blushed like blood, and he pulled back the rolling belt, and begged for mercy: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Yun Bilan: "..."

Oh, although I guessed that this guy changed his image by his appearance, but...how did he manage to hold a shell so coquettish without the slightest sense of disobedience? It's really no wonder that even though Huang Mao knew the real gender of the other party, he was still blushing when he was teased, he couldn't stand it personally!

Wen Jianyan withdrew the appearance and sat back in his original position contentedly.

They have now left the white system space and came to the anchor's living area.

It can almost be regarded as an entire miniature human city. As long as you have points, you can buy everything you want to buy. The balance of points in your account represents the standard of living you can get here. For example, the richest man, who obtains top-level services in the most advanced consumption places, may soon end up on the street, starved of foodalthough here, the system prohibits the anchors from killing each other, but the way human beings fight for themselves is not only by force , after losing all points, being in the system space can be just as dangerous as being in a dungeon.

For a hedonist like Wen Jianyan who spends money like water, finding a room here where they can have a private conversation can be said to be a piece of cake.

"So, in fact, you haven't chosen a guild yet?" Alice asked curiously, "Then what are you going to do next? Choose one and add it?"

"No."

Wen Jianyan lightly shook her head, and her gaze paused for a while on Wen Ya who was not far away.

After hearing this unexpected answer, several people were startled.

"Why?" Yun Bilan frowned slightly, and asked suspiciously, "Do you want to be a lone ranger? Although it is not impossible, as your anchor level increases, it is best to have a guild as your backing, whether it is welfare It's still a copy of the future, there is a difference between having a guild as a backing and not having a guild as a backing..."

Wen Ya also frowned slightly.

As a member of the Eternal Day Guild, she wanted to lure Wen Jianyan into the group from the beginning, but what she didn't expect was that after finishing the last dungeon, the other party gave such an unexpected answer.

"Do you think the guild is meaningful?"

Suddenly, Wen Jianyan spoke without warning.

Yun Bilan was stunned for a moment, blinked, and couldn't react for a while: "Of course, don't you understand the rules and benefits of the guild? Do you need me"

Before she could finish her sentence, Wen Jianyan lightly interrupted her:

"Or, do you think there is a difference between the Nightmare Live Studio and the Fantasy Amusement Park?"

He narrowed his eyes casually and asked softly.

"That must be"

Huang Mao subconsciously opened his mouth to answer, but after answering a few words, he was startled suddenly, and subconsciously swallowed the rest of the words back into his stomach.

The atmosphere in the air was suddenly suffocated.

The huge and resplendent room fell into a dead silence.

In fact, before entering the dungeon of [Fantasy Amusement Park], Wen Jianyan didn't have much obsession with establishing a union. For him, as long as he chooses a guild, he not only has a protective umbrella, but also doesn't have to worry about it. All the weird people, not to mention being responsible for the enemies they made before, can be said to be a huge profit.

However, after the last instance, Wen Jianyan changed his mind.

"Guilds certainly make sense."

Wen Jianyan replied selfishly.

"It will make it easier to pass the level, make the benefits more generous, provide honor, admiration, admiration, and praise. It uses various rankings and lists to quantify everything with numbers to build a dazzling world. And dazzling castles in the air."

Upgrade, upgrade, upgrade.

Only by upgrading can you get more fans, a stronger guild, more points, more admirers, and a more luxurious life.

Wen Jianyan smiled.

The young man leaned over slightly, staring fixedly at each other with those amber eyes that seemed to be able to see through everything,

I don't know why, just now, the person who seemed to be sloppy and not half-formed, now has such sharp and penetrating eyes, like a knife as cold as ice, piercing into a person's chest with ease:

"But it only makes sense in this world of fake data."

They live in a transparent cage, watched greedily by countless eyes, depriving and grabbing all the value of being human.

It's just a show.

Gorgeous, grand, and fake.

"Entertained to death."

Wen Jianyan dipped in the transparent water in the glass, and sketched lightly on the table: "This is our purpose, isn't it?"

This is a show that takes human flesh and blood as nourishment, lures lures and illusory data as bait, entertainment to death is definitely not a slogan.

No matter how miserable and terrified weeping, or cheap and humble begging, whether it is a beautiful face, a young body, or a wise mind, everything is just a pastime, a beautiful performance, and a conversation after dinner.

They pursue more excitement, traffic, and beauty. They are fanatical and loyal, cool and arrogant.

They are the audience.

It is the consumer that is fed, it is God.

Their emotions will be stirred by everything that happens in the live broadcast roomwhether it is excitement, joy, anger, or fear, but these emotions will be quickly forgotten.

Everything is consumed and chewed by greedy diners, and in the end there is only tasteless chicken ribs, which are spit out and easily forgotten.

Entertained to death.

"Don't be blinded by carrots falling in front of your eyes."

Wen Jianyan said softly.

"Sooner or later we're going to be canned frogs."

The few people sitting opposite Wen Jianyan were in a trance, their faces were pale, their mouths were tongue-tied, and they were almost speechless.

They are no longer newcomers, and they have experienced at least seven or eight dungeons, and at most more than a dozen. At the beginning, they may have expected to accumulate enough points to redeem the soul contract cancellation coupon and leave here, but, a game The live broadcast of the field drained their desires, and the void in their bodies was replaced and filled by the data and treatment fed by the system.

comfortable.

Human beings are born to love ease.

They join the guild, complete tasks, and live in this false space. They are easily transformed and distorted by the huge world, and become willing tools.

They stared closely at the carrots in front of them, but forgot the boiling water beside them.

Everyone is a frog.

Wen Jianyan leaned back.

"However, to play games, of course you must abide by the rules."

He narrowed his eyes, slightly raised the corners of his lips, and played with the bone china teacup on the table with his slender fingertips. His fair complexion almost blended with the porcelain:

"But what's the point of joining someone else's guild?"

"No privileges created, no benefits guaranteed, no protections offered."

"The only thing I can guarantee is the goalfreedom."

The youth raised his amber eyes.

He looked at the crowd, the corners of his lips slightly raised, and his eyes were full of fire and enthusiasm that could almost burn everything, dangerous, passionate, and full of vitality, with a kind of fanatical charm that could drag everyone into hell, which was frightening and unbearable. Repressedly attracted, ignited, bewitched.

Wen Jianyan smiled and asked:

"How about it, are you interested?"