All players: I can choose my own dungeon rewards.

Chapter 119 I lied about everything to investigate
"Brother Fan...they are talking nonsense! How can we be matched with such a high-level player?!"

In the side hall, Chen Ming, a boy in a wheelchair, heard that other players reported a level that was almost 15 levels higher than his own. His pale face instantly became even more pale. As a novice player with only Lv2, he couldn't believe it. He would enter a dungeon with a difficulty level close to Lv20. This was completely unheard of for him who had studied forum information, so he couldn't suppress his voice and asked Wang Zhifan next to him.

"It's okay, you two just hold on to me, I'll take care of everything."

Unlike Chen Ming and Chu Wei, who were obviously panicking, Wang Zhifan felt calm and unsurprised when he discovered that the other players were all Lv10 or above, and many were Lv15 or above, because he had already It was expected that the copy would do this to him.

"When it's our turn to talk later, you all should increase your level to level 10 or above and report out, so as not to cause other people to reject you."

He then lowered his voice to remind his two somewhat panicked companions not to report their true levels later, because doing so would likely cause a lot of trouble.

"But...Brother Fan, it's useless if our level is too high. Our combat power can't keep up..."

When Chu Wei heard what Wang Zhifan said, she immediately shook her head slightly. She pointed out that this kind of disguise would inevitably reveal the truth.

"Don't worry, I'll do everything. We will work as a team of three on this dungeon. We will definitely be no worse than others. You should know my style of speaking and doing things. I will never talk nonsense about things that I am not sure of."

Knowing that his two partners were close to psychological collapse, Wang Zhifan showed his strong confidence and calmness, giving them the courage to rebuild the dungeon.

He did this not only because Chu Wei and Chen Ming were his friends, but also because he knew that the situation they encountered was caused by teaming up with him, a being whose combat power was seriously exceeded, so he had to shoulder this responsibility.

"Brother Fan! I believe in you!"

After Wang Zhifan comforted him, Chen Ming, a young man sitting next to him in a wheelchair, was quickly infected by his calmness and confidence, and the light of hope shone again behind his blue half-rimmed glasses.

Although Chu Wei did not act as straightforwardly as the boy in the wheelchair, she nodded to Wang Zhifan and looked much more stable than before.

After all, she is the person who has known Wang Zhifan for the longest time. The two have had many long-term cooperations. She has long seen from some experience details that Wang Zhifan is the kind of player who hides his secrets. It’s just that she chose She respected his privacy and didn't ask any questions, so it wasn't surprising that she now chose to believe Wang Zhifan. In fact, if she didn't approve of him, it would have been impossible to form a team with him specifically.

Not long after, the order of taking turns reporting levels and occupations in this hall came to the table of the three of them. Just as Wang Zhifan had just told him, Chu Wei reported that she was Lv14 in a smooth tone, and Chen Ming said that he was Lv12. The priest, Wang Zhifan, was even more unscrupulous. He said that he was a Level 18 warrior, ranking directly at the forefront of the players in the hall, but in fact he was just a Level 5 swordsman.

After everyone reported their levels, someone took the lead and wanted to discuss the specific tactics of this dungeon, that is, to allocate positions and responsibilities to the players in team battles. However, this link was not as harmonious as before reporting occupations and levels.

Each player has his own personality, familiar and unfamiliar people, trusted and distrustful people. It is impossible to reach a consensus in a short period of time, resulting in subsequent discussions that will soon come to nothing. If not everyone is mentally Mature people also have the punishment mechanism to suppress them. Maybe this discussion will gradually turn into a bloody fight.

Wang Zhifan and the other three lied about their respective levels and integrated themselves into the players, so they did not attract much attention for a while. Only Chen Ming, who was in a wheelchair among the three, looked a little eye-catching when he applied for a level occupation. After all, he was in a wheelchair. This must be the first time for everyone present to see the players.

"There's still no movement around here... How about we learn from those people and go outside to get information?" At this moment, in the main hall where the number of players was obviously reduced, Wang Zhifan glanced outside the door in boredom. He didn't need to If you look carefully there, you can feel that there is no enemy outside, so he suggested that a few people, like some players, go out of the hall to collect intelligence and learn as much information about this copy as possible.

"I have this idea... But Brother Fan, should we investigate the information separately, or should we act together?"

Seeing Wang Zhifan's proposal, Chu Wei immediately said that she also had such a plan, but she was a little unsure about the current dungeon environment and wanted to ask Wang Zhifan's opinion before taking action.

"Let's go together. The enemies in this dungeon should be quite strong. It would be terrible if we happened to encounter an enemy attack while we were scattered. It's safest to stay together as much as possible."

Wang Zhifan gave this answer without much thought. He did this out of concern for the safety of his two companions.

"Then let's go and ask people from the Wuji Sect together first. It's best to ask those disciples who have a higher status."

Chen Ming, who was in a wheelchair, interrupted when he heard this, and then added:

"In the fantasy novels I have read, the disciples of the sect are divided into several classes. Those in the lower class are just like handymen, while those in the higher class know more."

"Well... what you said makes sense... but it may be a little difficult to find such a disciple, but we'll give it a try."

Wang Zhifan pondered for a moment and after responding to Chen Ming, he led the two of them out of the hall and wandered around the Wuji Sect's territory.

Soon they discovered that the number of disciples in this sect was very small. Most of the people they met along the way were uncles and aunties wearing gray cloth uniforms sweeping the floor. Only at the door of the central hall of the sect could they see two figures. A disciple of the Wuji Sect wearing black attire who specially watches the gate.

"Three distinguished guests, the sect leader is currently practicing in seclusion and cannot see visitors. Please go back to the side hall to rest for the time being."

When Wang Zhifan and the others arrived at the Wuji Sect's main hall and asked the gatekeeper disciples to see the long-haired middle-aged man, the two disciples guarding the gate immediately stopped them.

"Since the sect leader is practicing, we won't disturb him."

Wang Zhifan immediately changed his target when he saw this. He then said to the two gatekeeper disciples:
"But when we first came here, there are many things we still don't understand. I wonder if the two brothers can help us answer our questions?"

"Please tell me, distinguished guest."

Although these two disciples of the Wuji Sect were strong and strong, their temperaments were relatively good, and they didn't mind Wang Zhifan asking more questions.

(End of this chapter)