All players: I can choose my own dungeon rewards.

On the ground of Bamo City, between the dilapidated high-rise buildings, and on the streets full of garbage.

Peace Walker Silver Falcon swiftly descended from the sky and landed next to a few beggars who were fighting over something in the garbage. He pulled them apart one by one and threw them to the sides, warning them sternly:

"No fighting! If you're caught again, I'll put you in jail!"

Two beggars who were fighting were suddenly interrupted by someone. They were furious and wanted to take revenge, but when they looked up, they found that it was a "Mecha Ninja". They immediately suppressed their anger and quickly ran away.

Next to a building not far away, a young man with small eyes watched silently. Then, before the Peace Walker Silver Falcon left, he waved his hand and shouted to him:
"This way! Come here! There's a fight going on and we need mediation!"

His words immediately attracted Silver Falcon's attention, and then this extraordinary NPC flashed and appeared in front of the young man at a speed that was difficult for ordinary people to capture.

"Behind that!"

The young man then raised his hand and pointed in a direction. Behind a huge garbage dump, the sound of fierce fighting could be clearly heard.

Whoosh!
The silver falcon seemed to be stimulated and immediately rushed forward at a terrifying speed.

But he didn't notice that the young man who was pointing the way behind him had a cunning smile on his face.

Two seconds later, on one side of the huge garbage dump, the powerful Silver Falcon was firmly controlled by a female player holding something that looked like a flashlight, and was suspended in the air with nowhere to gain leverage.

Because the thing in her hand projects a huge radial beam that is very special and can magically block the target it illuminates.

No matter how Silver Falcon struggled, he couldn't escape. Even when he threw the samurai sword in his hand, it couldn't get out of the range of the light.

"I told you! His spiritual attribute is definitely not high. Even if he is very fast, he will be restrained by my equipment!"

Seeing that she had subdued a powerful NPC so easily, the female player said proudly.

Next to her, a short player stretched out his finger and tapped the tablet screen in his hand once, and the sound of fierce fighting that had been playing before suddenly stopped.

"Knock him out quickly! Disarm him first and then I'll interrogate him!"

A male player with a square face then made a suggestion to the female player. He looked eagerly at the Silver Falcon that was locked in mid-air, and seemed to be very interested in Silver Falcon's equipment.

"Let me interrogate him! This NPC is extraordinary. Your interrogation method is too rough. Only a gentle approach can help us get more information!"

The young man with small eyes walked out from the garbage dump at this time and said without any doubt.

The female player holding the flashlight-shaped prop immediately pressed a button on it. The prop in her hand immediately made a strange sound, and visible air ripples rushed towards the Silver Falcon that was trapped in mid-air, causing the Silver Falcon's entire body to tremble.

After a few seconds, Silver Falcon, who was continuously attacked by this strange wave, stopped shaking. His head suddenly tilted, and his hands and feet drooped weakly at the same time, and he was obviously in a coma.

Seeing this, the female player lowered the angle of the flashlight and prepared to place the unconscious Silver Falcon on the ground so that her companions could handle the follow-up.

But the young player with small eyes immediately stepped forward to stop her and said:
"Don't put him down so quickly! Keep attacking! He might be faking it!"

The female player therefore had to raise the angle of the flashlight again, allowing the unconscious Silver Falcon to enjoy the ripple attack for a little longer.

At the same time, the square-faced male player took out a large black metal cage out of thin air, placed it on the ground, and opened the narrow door of the cage.

The female player then controlled the flashlight and quickly stuffed the silver falcon into the large cage surrounded by the other three players.

If Silver Falcon launched a counterattack at this time, he would be suppressed in a sturdy cage by three players who were well prepared, which would be absolutely safe.

However, it turned out that Silver Falcon was indeed unconscious. He lay motionless in the cage, and the samurai sword in his hand had been pulled out of the cage by the square-faced player. Even if he woke up at this moment, he had lost his weapon.

"It's a high-tech samurai sword, but it's a pity that we can't bring out a copy."

The square-faced player held Silver Falcon's samurai sword, looked at it, and then threw it away, sighing with regret.

"The armor on his body is closed and difficult to take off."

The short player approached the edge of the cage with the door tightly closed and took a closer look. He found that the equipment on Silver Falcon was difficult to remove from the outside. Perhaps there was some special switch.

"Just interrogate him like this. Don't put your hand into the cage again. It might be dangerous."

The player with small eyes then decided to give up on taking off Silver Falcon's armor now, because if they reached into the cage to take off their equipment, Silver Falcon might suddenly counterattack.

After hearing this, the square-faced player prepared to turn a knob on the door of the large metal cage.

This knob can adjust the mode of the cage prop. Whether it is to "wake up" the person inside, let the person inside "enjoy" torture, or let the person in the cage fall into deep sleep forever, the functions are all available.

However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred!

However, what changed was not the silver falcon in the cage that several players were guarding against, but the technological samurai sword in the hands of the square-faced player!

They all ignored the potential danger of the samurai sword, thinking it was just a cool weapon, but they didn't expect that this was not the case.

The samurai sword in the square-faced player's hand suddenly spewed fire from the tail and flew out of his palm. He chopped the iron cage hard, breaking the cage into two halves in an instant!
Several players reacted immediately, retreating while launching concentrated fire attacks on the cage, trying to eliminate the threat of Silver Falcon immediately.

But the samurai sword seemed to have expected this and turned around and slashed at them, forcing them to divert their attention.

This series of changes is a bit complicated to describe, but they all happened in a very short period of time.

When these players realized that the situation was not good, the silver falcon in the cage had disappeared.

The samurai swords that attacked them finally fell to the ground after a series of bursts, as if they had lost their energy supply and turned into scrap metal.

"He actually let him escape... He is likely to come back for revenge. We must be careful in the next period of time."

The young man with small eyes was trying to find the direction of the target's escape with a bit of regret on his face. He had made a lot of plans, but he didn't expect to fail at the last minute due to lack of information.

But then again, they were able to catch Silver Falcon before because they took advantage of the other party's lack of knowledge and their lack of preparedness. Otherwise, with Silver Falcon's speed, they would have had little hope of catching him directly.

"What should we do with his weapon? Should we keep it or destroy it?"

The square-faced player stepped one foot on the dormant tech samurai sword, his expression a little conflicted.

"Tear it down, install a micro remote-controlled bomb and throw it away. The NPC might come back for it."

The young man responded immediately, his eyes somewhat cold.

The first round of confrontation between the Han country players and the Silver Falcon ended, and other players also made some progress. For example, the group of foreign players who had placed a plastic soldier toy on the ground not long ago had now reached the underground of Bamo City.

As outsiders, they were only allowed to go to the civilian area after registering at the entrance, which was not the same area as the wealthy area where Wang Zhifan was located.

When the elevator door opened, they saw in front of them were stacked residential buildings, as oppressive and dense as pigeon cages. The streets between the buildings were also very narrow and filled with all kinds of NPCs.

These NPCs seemed to be waiting for their arrival, gathering not far in front of the elevator, surrounding them with dense and unfriendly gazes, as if they wanted to skin them all.

Among them were ferocious bald men with tattoos all over their bodies and faces, "technological" people whose heads were half mechanical, and some villains who pointed guns directly at them.

"Hmm? The residents here seem quite unfriendly. I guess I have to let them know who the real prey is."

The tall white woman in the player team remained calm upon seeing this.

Without her making any movement, a huge shadow appeared above the head of the NPC in front of her, and countless eerie, pale, slender hands dropped from the sky and grabbed the necks of all the NPCs, causing them to scream in fear.

"what!!!"

"What's this!"

"let me go!"

……

The players in the tall white girl's team laughed mockingly upon seeing this, and were satisfied with their boss's punishment methods.

"BOY, did you see that? We have a power that you can't imagine! If you disobey us, you will go to hell! Be our guide, or else..."

The chattering strong black man began to educate the unfortunate NPC they held hostage.

"Boss, please leave some for me! My little darlings haven't eaten live food for a long time!"

Seeing the large number of ghost hands falling from the sky turning many NPCs into dried corpses, a white boy in the team immediately pleaded with the tall white girl to leave him some fresh materials.

The white woman shook her head and rejected him directly, saying:
"For the future plans, this supplement is necessary for me. There are many NPCs in this place. You can find them yourself later...

You all remember, we need to rule this area in the shortest possible time, so a little violence is necessary...

Everyone must collect all the information about the messenger as soon as possible, and then make corresponding preparations to fight against the messenger, and make sure our team is the first to pass..."

The woman's words were calm, but her content was very cruel. She didn't take the local NPC forces seriously at all and looked like she was going to turn the world upside down.

This is not because they are arrogant, but after obtaining some intelligence and understanding the copy world, they found that their strength surpasses that of most NPCs.

Therefore, there is no need to be too gentle with NPCs. Violent means are often more effective among certain groups.

This caused quite a commotion in the civilian area. Also in a pigeon house nearby, several Xia players who had arrived here earlier discovered the violent behavior of the foreign group and started a collective discussion.

"What the hell are those guys doing? They're killing people so hard right at the beginning of the dungeon?"

A skinny boy complained silently, holding a telescope towards a wall, as if he could see through the wall and observe the scene in the distance.

"Many foreign players are like this. They don't know how to follow the golden mean. We should quickly move on. It will definitely not be good to get involved with them."

The young man with glasses who had once invited Wang Zhifan responded.

"Do we have to hide from them? Are we weaker than them? They are just a bunch of foreign monkeys! I can beat them all by myself!"

A young man with a middle-parted hair and a long sword on his back immediately said in an unhappy tone. Although he looked a bit gentle, he exuded an extremely strong self-confidence.

"Awen, don't be impulsive... I feel that this dungeon is a little strange. For now, we should try to avoid additional conflicts and prioritize our strength to deal with the messenger to ensure that everyone can pass the level smoothly."

The man with glasses immediately gave some calm advice, his face looking a little solemn.

"What's so strange about it? It's just an ordinary dungeon. There aren't many strong NPCs, so the so-called messenger must not be that strong either."

The young man with a middle-parted hair and a long sword on his back immediately answered unconvincedly.

“There are two main points that are very strange.”

The young man with glasses was not angry at the questioning, but gave a detailed explanation:
"One is that we are currently unable to gather any intelligence on the messenger. We have tried many methods but have made no substantial progress. The NPCs seem to be very reluctant to discuss this topic, and even if we force them, we cannot squeeze out any useful information.

Another thing is that I found that the player configuration of this copy is actually very high.

I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but the players this time seem to be quite strong, and some of them are masters that I’ve heard about in the circle.

Plus, there are a total of thirty-six players, which is actually a bit abnormal. It’s not a battlefield dungeon, so generally speaking, there’s no need to arrange so many people.

Since there are so many players, it means that the strength of the dungeon BOSS is quite high and it cannot be handled without enough players.

But the background strength of the dungeons we have seen so far is not above the standard, at most it is considered to be below average, which is obviously a bit contradictory..."

The leading Xia player was obviously the type who was used to thinking, and he discovered that something was wrong with this copy.

Simply put, the copy settings do not match the world view currently presented by the copy.

In a technological world, the BOSS is mysterious and no information can be found, which is very abnormal.

Generally speaking, the intelligence information in this kind of world is relatively open, and the difficulty of intelligence gathering should be much simpler than in the non-technological world.

Also, although it is clearly reflected everywhere that this is a relatively ordinary dungeon world, the players pulled in are numerous and strong, as if Super Game is afraid that the players will not be able to make it.

Originally, he thought that the strength of the dungeon would be determined by the infighting among the player group, causing players to engage in brutal battles for survival.

But the problem is that the copy does not give corresponding restrictions, and players do not have enough pressure to take risks to attack others, and they can live in peace.

For example, unlike some combat dungeons, the dungeon does not lock players in a small space to raise insects, but instead allows players to move freely in a large area.

At present, it is not too easy for player groups to avoid conflicts as long as they are not deliberately looking for trouble. (End of this chapter)