This Game is Not Easy

Alien, surface.

A silver, long stick-like object like a thermometer protrudes from the ground.

Pause for about five hours.

The long stick-shaped object turned from silver to pitch black.

boom.

The ground suddenly burst open, and more than 500 black rats emerged from the groove.

"GOGOGO! Time waits for no one!"

"Fake, the ground is very hot, captain, are you sure there is nothing wrong with the [thermometer]?"

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up!"

With a scolding voice, this group of black rats, like humans, wearing special forces clothes, all came to the surface, took out a compass to determine the direction of the lower magnetic field, and quickly locked the direction.

"Doggy, in this direction, keep up, keep up with the next wave of [temperature alternation] about 20 minutes later, run if you want to survive."

Under the urging of the captain, more than 500 black rats really began to run wild.

"Fake! Why is my life so hard, even if I meet a muscle opponent, Jinben will turn into a mouse, and he will be driven to be a member of the death squad!"

One of the black mice with a broken ear was full of dissatisfaction.

The most annoying thing is that according to the information it has obtained, the humans in this copy are actually undead!

This, how does this play?

He doesn't believe that there are no players in humans.

Because generally speaking, the human side is the group with the most players.

On the contrary, because of his abnormal black rat race, there will be fewer players left behind.

What to do with the undead body, he has no clue yet.

He even suspected that the previous **** kill of the black team was most likely the kill from the black rat, not the kill from the human side.

After all, a lot of things happened in the dungeon of the Black Rat during this period of time. Among them, large-scale killing conflicts occurred frequently, and there were obvious signs that players were behind the scenes.

Of course, he also took the opportunity to participate in a wave, but the effect was very small. He just killed some black rat NPCs and got into the current chance of the death squad.

That's right.

Such an opportunity to dare to die was only obtained by his desperate efforts to achieve military exploits.

He couldn't believe that his dungeon character this time would be so weak.

You must know that in the previous dungeons, although the characters in the dungeons were relatively common, they had never been so weak.

Those opportunities for growth need to be fought for by himself.

Change to the previous dungeon characters, lie down and wait for the NPC to give you a chance and you're done.

Damn it, why did it become like this?

Could it be that my strength has grown to the point where the system has begun to limit me?

Although this is a happy thing.

But how does he feel that he has been tricked by other teammates...

I still remember the terrifying phenomenon of the double entry and the strength of the 7th-level dungeon at the beginning of the dungeon.

He really seriously doubts that the system is greatly limiting the strength of the white team, or in other words, it is limiting the strength of the hidden powerhouse!

And he was just implicated and weakened incidentally!

Damn! The more I think about it, the more atmosphere I feel.

But he has nothing to do. He can only hope that the strong white teammate is really worthy of such a target by the system and can lead the team to victory.

Of course, relying solely on teammates is unrealistic.

So the black rat still has to work hard.

At least...have to live.

Follow this group of black rats running wildly and sprint together.

Five minutes later, the ear-piercing rat saw a huge black coffin appearing in front of him.

Excuse the directness of the ear-piercing mouse.

The problem is, as far as his knowledge is concerned, this thing is properly the image of a coffin.

For the specific content of this task, the ear-piercing mouse does not know anything.

I don't know what the black rat above is asking them to find such a black coffin.

In this team, the only person who fully knows the details of the mission seems to be the captain, a mouse.

"Stop!"

The captain gave an order, and all the more than 500 black mice stopped.

At this moment, they have all gathered around the black coffin.

"According to the original plan, the [Magnetic Explosion Sensor] will be posted, and everyone will start to act immediately..."

The captain began to carry out macro command.

Magnetic explosion sensor?

The ear-piercing mouse looked bewildered.

However, soon, a squad leader came over and gave a square sticker covered with all kinds of wire.

The sticker is very thin, and it feels very cold to start.

The squad leader quickly gave him a diagram of the structure of the black coffin.

Very simple, but all areas of the black coffin have been outlined and divided into areas.

He was assigned area 121, at the end of the black coffin.

To put it simply, it is to ask him to stick this sticker-like thing to area 121.

What's so hard about this?

The ear-piercing mouse was slightly surprised, and thought how arduous the task of the death squad was this time, but it turned out to be only this level.

As a result, the next moment, he saw the 'compatriots' who rushed to the black coffin landed screaming after completing the sticker action.

The air was filled with the scorched smell of roasted black rats.

I rely on? !

The ear-broken mouse was stunned for a moment.

This, what's the matter?

For a while, he was hesitant to run away.

Look at it like this, after sticking the sticker, its little life will also be explained here.

But under the cold eyes of the squad leader next to him, he didn't seem to have a way back.

This guy with feelings is not just as simple as assigning tasks, but also supervising!

hateful!

Knowing that I will die, I have to jump up to complete the task, do you think I am stupid!

Lao Tzu thinks that the death squad is a life-and-death task, and this is a task of ten deaths and one life, and the ghosts will follow you!

The broken-eared mouse took a step back, but accidentally squeezed the black mouse brother behind him.

呲!

In the next moment, Hanmang flashed.

The blood of the Black Rat Brothers behind splattered the Broken Ear Rat.

That black rat brother was actually cut in half by the team leader under surveillance.

The ear-broken mouse didn't even see clearly how this man did it.

The only thing that can be seen clearly is that there seems to be a line left in the afterimage.

Thin black lines.

What kind of black technology weapon is this?

The broken-eared rat murmured in his heart.

I saw the squad leader's eyes swept over him.

He was so frightened that he quickly took a few steps forward, not daring to step back.

Mom, take a step back and be killed in seconds, who can stand it.

I post ~www.readwn.com~ I can't post it!

Gritting his teeth, the broken-eared mouse jumped up.

The limbs grew sharp claws, and quickly climbed on the smooth black coffin surface, and quickly climbed to the designated position.

Put the sticker there.

Zizizi!

next moment.

The violent electric current rushed along the sticker and rushed into the body of the ear-piercing mouse.

His whole body was blown straight, and his skin was charred black.

The ear-broken mouse suddenly became blurred for a moment and fell down.

The leader of the lower squad below, just observed all this indifferently, and silently marked the '√' symbol in the number area on the notebook.

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