All players: I can choose my own dungeon rewards.

Chapter 121: Leaving one after another
"If you are targeted by a copy, you will not live long."

Wang Zhifan was deeply touched by Chu Wei's statement. It would be uncomfortable for a person like him who has plug-like privileges for unknown reasons to be targeted by a copy, let alone other players.

The three of them finished their conversation, and then quickly ended their exploration and returned to the side hall of Wuji Sect that specially entertained their players.

But as soon as they returned there, they found that the situation was very similar to what they had worried about not long ago. The number of people here was smaller than when they left before, but it was not that these people were hanging out outside the door; Already down the mountain, leaving this mountain peak!
"Damn it, the enemy hasn't come yet, why are half of them running away? If the enemy comes later, will we alone be able to fight against the enemy?"

At this moment, in the side hall of Wuji Sect dedicated to entertaining players, a young man with a beard suddenly couldn't help but complain to his companions. It was obvious that he was very speechless.

"Haha... It's good to have half of the people here. According to my estimation, it would be a surprise to have one-third of the people here."

A gentle man in his thirties with glasses next to the bearded young man immediately replied.

"Brother Wang, are we really not going to leave? Are we just going to work honestly here for others?"

A fat man with slightly darker skin next to the man with glasses then spoke unhappily. He was obviously not happy to leave them to fight the enemy after everyone else ran away.

"It's best not to leave. If we all leave, this copy will really be finished."

The elegant 30-year-old man with glasses raised his left hand to hold the frame of his glasses after hearing the fat man's words, his expression a little solemn.

"Brother Wang, I understand your concerns...but you still have to run if you should."

Another middle-aged man with a Chinese-character face spoke quickly, with a slightly helpless tone.

"Better to die later than to die now."

He looked at the man with glasses with a bit of determination in his eyes.

"hold on."

The gentle man with glasses, who was considered the central figure by these people, still insisted on staying behind despite the pressure from his friends. It was probably because he was unwilling to just go to a certain fate.

While these people were communicating, someone in the hall went outside, ran to the edge of the cliff to observe the figures on the ground who were moving away from the mountain, and then hurriedly began to look for a way down the mountain.

Wang Zhifan and the others were inevitably affected when they saw that there were fewer and fewer players left in the hall, and when the players outside left the top of the mountain and headed down the mountain one by one.

The faces of Chu Wei and Chen Ming gradually became ugly. After all, they were relatively weak in nature and relied on their confidence in Wang Zhifan and their trust in the strength of other high-level players. As a result, these people have all run away. Only two or three of their big cats and kittens are left. If they are asked to assist the Wuji Sect in fighting against the Demon Sect, isn't it just an egg against a stone?
"Brother Fan...I..."

Chen Ming is the first one who can hardly bear this invisible pressure. Currently, he sees that there are only three of them left in the entire hall and four other players who may run away at any time. It was tantamount to suicide, so he couldn't help but want to persuade Wang Zhifan to take the lead in running away, at least that way they would live longer.

"It's okay, believe me, it's okay if it's just the three of us... But if you really can't hold on, it's okay to go down the mountain and hide first."

Wang Zhifan still looked like an old god at this moment. He finally understood where this dungeon had dug for him, but he had already made his own choice and didn't care too much about how his teammates chose.

Chu Wei on the side looked calmer and calmer at this time. Her face gradually turned pale when she saw all the players running away, and she was even ready to actively discourage some people from leaving. However, due to various reasons, she finally remained silent. He gave up doing this and chose to face the fate that may have been destined with his two companions.

So in the main hall where eighteen players had originally gathered, except for Wang Zhifan and the other three, only the four gentlemen with glasses were still there. However, these four people could hardly sit still.Within a few minutes, a man in his thirties with glasses and a gentle temperament stood up and came to Wang Zhifan and the others, and said to Wang Zhifan:
"Brothers, are you really not going to leave? This dungeon is difficult to defeat with just the seven of us."

There was an inquiring look in the eyes of the man with glasses, as if he wanted to understand why this young man was the least concerned about the current bad situation of all people, and why he never showed any signs of wanting to run away from the beginning to the end.

"There is food, drink and a place to live here, why should I leave?"

Wang Zhifan, who was sitting on a chair, heard the bespectacled man ask him, and turned his head to look at him lightly. His tone was a bit joking, and he did not take the current bad situation seriously.

"Haha...brother you are such a big heart..."

When the man with glasses heard Wang Zhifan's words, the corner of his mouth immediately curled up, but he finally chose to lead the three companions behind him to the door of the hall, and gave Wang Zhifan a gentle greeting before leaving. One sentence:
"Hopefully we will meet again later."

As these four players also walked out of the gate of this side hall, only Wang Zhifan, Chu Wei and Chen Ming were left in the entire palace. In an instant, a heavy feeling that seemed to be substantial oppressed them.

But Wang Zhifan still didn't care about this situation. He then said to Chu Wei and Chen Ming:
"You should also go and find a place to take shelter outside. Leave it to me here. Don't worry, everyone will be able to clear this dungeon in the end."

The change in the situation has made Wang Zhifan realize that it is better for him to stay here alone. Even though this is obviously a trap set by the copy, he doesn't care much.

"Brother Fan, I won't leave."

Unexpectedly, Chen Ming, a young man in a wheelchair, actually rejected him under such circumstances. He had been so nervous that his face was very pale just now, but now he flatly rejected Wang Zhifan's proposal.

"I'm just asking you to go outside and take shelter. I'm not driving you away."

Wang Zhifan felt that the boy in the wheelchair had misunderstood what he meant, so he explained it again with a smile.

"No, Brother Fan, I'm a dying person anyway, so it doesn't matter if I die here."

Chen Ming still insisted on his decision after hearing Wang Zhifan's words.

"..."

Wang Zhifan felt a little speechless for him. Then he turned his attention to Chu Wei, judging that this woman should not be so rigid.

But when Chu Wei noticed that he was looking at her, she didn't say much. She just shook her head slightly, as if she didn't intend to follow his advice and leave.

"Awei, why?"

Wang Zhifan was surprised by this woman's reaction. In his impression, she was not this type of person.

"I will not abandon my friends."

When Chu Wei saw Wang Zhifan asking him, she immediately answered in a calm tone.

(End of this chapter)