[Conan] I just want to be a magician quietly.

Gin leaned on the sofa, flipping through the comics in his hand. After eating the 20th bite of the knife today, he put down the comics in his hand with a blank expression, and then squeezed his fists.

An oversized vodka, trying to reduce his sense of existence, almost rolled into a ball on the other side of the sofa.

I don't know why Belmode who appeared here looked at Gin's expressionless murderous look, and raised the corners of his mouth playfully, but when his eyes drifted past the comic in Gin's hand, his smile froze a little.

This little bastard has really been... You clearly know that he is going to throw a knife, but because the plot is too exciting, you don't want to skip it, so this knife is right.I'm a little upset.

The next time I see this little bastard, I will find him something to do, and I haven't settled the debt of being my son last time!

Although she secretly collected that photo.

Just thinking about this, the door of the safe house was suddenly opened, and Sangria, who was whispered silently by several people, appeared at the door dragging a person by the hand.

"Good evening, seniors~"

"Who is it in your hand?"

Belmode glanced at the man who was dragged in with his face down. He couldn't see his face, but he was dressed very well. He looked either rich or expensive. There was a small amount of white hair on the sideburns, and he should be around 50 years old. .z.br>

"Thomas Schindler."

Belmode raised his eyebrows. The bottles of wine present happened to be people who knew Ruomuliang's life experience, so they knew that Thomas was his enemy.

Gin's dangerous eyes swept across Ruo Muliang's body, and then fixed on Thomas who was dragged in by him.

Tsk, since this brat is busy taking revenge, let him go for now.

Ruo Muliang dragged Thomas Schindler into his storage room in Safe House No. [-], and closed the door.

Not long after, there was a shrill scream from behind the door.

Vodka shook his hand.

To be honest, he has worked in the winery for so many years, and he has killed many people with his own hands, but he has never heard a person who can make such a scream beyond the limit.

Gin: "Check what happened?"

"Oh, yes, yes brother."

Holding the wine glass, Belmode leaned over with interest.

A year ago, when they hunted down Shuichi Akai in New York, Sangria had said that she would go to Schindler's company, and she thought he would take revenge that night.

However, only one Pat Raynor died the next day.

She was naturally curious why Ruo Muliang temporarily let go of Thomas, the big enemy, but killed Renault's accomplice first.

Outside the door, listening to the accompaniment of screams, vodka was tapping on the keyboard to check information.

Inside the door, Thomas panted, looking in horror at the harmless baby face next to him.

He was tied tightly to a platform like an operating table, and his head was raised so that he could clearly see how he was disembowelled.

And before cutting the knife, Ruo Muliang gave him a "Synaesthesia".

This skill has the effect of amplifying the senses or emotions, amplifying Thomas's pain perception by 100%.

When the cold scalpel cut open the skin, Thomas felt unprecedented pain, like countless electric drills spinning through his belly, and then violently stirred his internal organs into a puddle of mud.

Ruo Muliang's hand was very steady.

He strictly followed the records found in Haruko Wakaki's autopsy report, and stabbed Thomas one by one.Thomas screamed and struggled with all his strength, but the quality of the all-metal restraints on the operating table was absolutely qualified. His struggle was useless except to make the blood flow faster.

The severe pain quickly triggered the body's protection mechanism. Thomas rolled his eyes and passed out from the pain.

Ruo Muliang took off his gloves, cleaned the blood-stained scalpel, then found a hanging bottle, adjusted the height of the hanging bottle, hung it directly above Thomas' wound, and poked a small hole at the mouth of the bottle.

Inside the hanging bottle is the healing potion.

It is the general version of the winery that has been diluted again, and the healing effect has been weakened a lot.

The light green liquid dripped drop by drop on Thomas' wound, and the blood stopped immediately, and the internal organs exposed to the air and scratched by the knife were also healing very slowly.

After confirming that Thomas would not die easily from blood loss, and would be tortured tomorrow by the unbearable itching of the wound healing, he found a cloth and stuffed it into Thomas's mouth to prevent him from biting his tongue uncontrollably Suicide, then turned and left the collection room.

Things like enemies can be kept and processed slowly.

Now, it is still more important to go to Noah's Ark to harvest emotional value.

In the living room, the vodka has been darkened to the first-hand news of tonight's murder.

Sister Bei/Gin: Understood, Sangria must have killed the man, and then blamed this old man.

The advent of "Cocoon" is not an exaggeration to say that it is a cross-age masterpiece. This kind of practice of dragging people into hell when others are about to reach the pinnacle of life is very Sangria.

The door of the storage room was opened, Ruomu Liang walked out cleanly without a trace of bloody smell, politely bid farewell to the three bottles of wine in the living room, and left safe house No. [-].

"Vodka, go and see if that person is still alive."

Gin lit a cigarette and took a drag.

Vodka:! ! !

Big, big brother, I don't really want to go...

Gin glanced over coldly, Vodka immediately stood up, reluctantly walked to the door of the storage room, and opened the door.

In the storage room, on the shelves on both sides of the door, two neat rows of dolls immediately turned their heads, and their eyes, which were no different from those of living people, stared at Vodka's face tremblingly.

The professional driver of the winery had a calm expression on his face, but in fact he was secretly shaking with goosebumps all over his body.

He walked to the interior of the storage room and found Thomas, who seemed to have been dismembered on the operating table, but was obviously still alive. He took another look at the "healing bottle" that was hanging, which was not even simple enough to describe. Shake off a little goose bumps.

Then he quickened his pace to leave the infiltrating room and returned to the living room.

"Not dead, Sangria probably hasn't played enough."

Gin exhaled smoke and extinguished the cigarette in his hand into the ashtray.

"Send a notice to tell other members not to come to Safe House No. [-] recently. I don't want to help those trash find a psychiatrist in a few days."

Chapter 214

Ruo Muliang returned to the lounge of Mihua City Hall, looked at the replay file transmitted by Noah's Ark, and clicked his lips.

According to his original setting, the "guests" are of course the protagonist's squad including Mao Lilan, and keeping the Valkyries away from the arena will increase the difficulty of this dungeon.

Don't think that the prompt of Noah's Ark at the beginning: [In this arena, become the ultimate winner] is implying that players need to defeat other gladiators in the arena to win the championship.

In fact, those who will become gladiators are all "slaves".People living in modern society may not understand that in the context of the Middle Ages, the status of "slave" is really inferior to that of livestock.

Even if he becomes the champion of the entire arena, a slave is still a slave. How can we talk about the word "winner"?

Of course, the guests are not completely guests, no one will lock the distinguished guests and slaves together, the guests here are nothing more than higher-level goods.

These "guests" taken away by the goatee will indeed be served with delicious food and drink, and there will be a dedicated person to take a bath and change clothes every day, and dye the clothes with expensive spices.And because of the identities of the guests, they can freely enter and exit any corner of the arena without being restricted (except that they cannot leave, nor can they end the game).

In fact, the strategy of this dungeon has two lines from the beginning, and each has a hidden line.

Because the difficulty setting is very high, according to Ruo Muliang's original plan, this dungeon is ranked fourth.

"Tsk, you messed up my plan like this."

[... From the perspective of artificial intelligence, I think your setting is a bit difficult. 】

"Is this still difficult? I clearly gave such an obvious hint."

Ruo Muliang, who had returned to the professor's skin, raised his eyebrows gracefully.

【? 】

"Isn't it obvious enough that lowly slaves can eat meat, but honorable guests can't?"

【…】

If Noah's Ark has learned how to swear, at this time it may have to give Ruomu Liang a Chinese quintessence.

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In-game

Conan scrambled and scrambled to escape the mace in the hands of the strong man with a height of nearly two meters on the opposite side. Relying on his agility, he ran towards the horse rejection post in the corner of the arena.

Xiaolan is engaged in another wrestling fight, and there is no way to clone her to help.

In fact, all the gladiatorial fights after entering this dungeon, and the number of games without specifying the players, were all initiated by Mao Lilan. If more than 2 gladiatorial fights were going on at the same time, Conan would also find a way to solve one.

With the efforts of the two of them, the number of people who were eliminated due to gladiatorial fights was controlled within 5 people.

Of course, this kind of gladiatorial fight is not an absolute dead end. There are all kinds of traps in the arena, and the gladiators they face are relatively not very smart. Thanks to the geographical advantage of the arena, even Conan, who has been blocked by the plug-in and has lost his combat power, can smoothly deal with his opponents.

When Conan was circling between the refusal posts, he secretly wrapped the rope around the bottom of a certain pendulum mechanism, and then used the pendulum mechanism and the rope to throw himself into the sky, and in midair, he took the other pendulum in his hand. A rope wrapped around the opponent's neck, and with the strength of the fall, the rope was tightened.

The two-meter-tall gladiator rolled his eyes when he was strangled, the force in his hand was loosened, and the mace fell to the ground with a clang. His face flushed red due to lack of oxygen, and then he knelt down on the ground weakly.

When the referee gave the victory sign, Conan immediately untied the rope around the gladiator's neck and gave him first aid.

As we all know, when the protagonist group fights, no matter how hard they hit each other, they can't kill them, even in the game.

In the arena on the other side, Mao Lilan kicked a strong man who was at least twice her size unconscious, and then returned to the dormitory of the slaves. The status of the "slaves" is low, so it is absolutely impossible to have three meals a day.

However, in order for them to have the strength to finish the game, they will provide unlimited meat once a week. It is said that today is the time to distribute meat.

Conan rubbed the bruises caused by the bump on his body, and on the way back to the dormitory, he met Hideki Morohoshi who was alone.

"Don't eat meat."

Conan: ? ? ?

After Zhuxing Hideki said this, he turned his head and was about to leave in a hurry, but Conan grabbed his clothes.

"What's the meaning?"

Zhu Xingxiushu glanced anxiously at the position behind him, then pointed to the sky, broke away from Conan's hand, and hurriedly disappeared around the corner.

Conan, who had been focusing all his attention on the gladiatorial fight before, raised his head to look at the numbers in the sky, his face suddenly changed.

In the sky, the number of remaining players displayed is 32

When they entered the second level, there were 39 people, 12 of them were taken away by the goatee because they claimed the status of "guests", and the remaining 27 people naturally became "slaves" participating in the wrestling, because of force majeure , 5 people were eliminated.

In other words, there should be 34 players remaining in this dungeon.

There are 32 people left, that is to say, two people died from the "guest".

Reminiscing about Hideki Morohoshi's reminder of "don't eat meat", Conan didn't understand what happened, and immediately ran towards the dormitory.

Outside the game, Ruo Muliang propped his chin and clicked his tongue.

Look, Hiroki is not only top, but also a spoiler!

As mentioned earlier, the strategy of this dungeon has two lines, and each has a hidden line.

In the slave line, you need to win all the games. Note that all here refers to the games including the opponents who are also players. There can only be one real champion.

The guest line is to use all means to survive!

Although the guests in this game are fed with good food and drink every day, it is like a farmer raising pigs. When the pigs are fattened, it is time to slaughter them.

The arena serves these guests with delicious food and drink every day, and they are not stingy with expensive spices. To put it bluntly, the ingredients are marinated before cooking. After the marinade tastes good, it is steamed.

Naturally, those who can enjoy this level of food must be the owner behind the arena. However, when processing ingredients, there will always be some leftovers that are not needed, and they are mixed with other animal meat to make minced meat, and then given to The slaves ate it.

Distinguished guests are finally reduced to the rations of lowly slaves, just like in the rules of chess, the most useless pawn can eat the opponent's general.

Full of irony.

The obvious mission lines are not related to each other, but the two hidden lines are inseparable.

If the goal is simply to "win the game" and "survive", only one person will be able to clear the dungeon in the end of the two lines, and the other people, if they are lucky, can pass the level like the first dungeon.

With bad luck, he was eliminated before the customs clearance.

Of course, Ruo Muliang also left enough clues for the players in the dungeon.In the slave line, some clues can be learned from the mouths of some other old slaves.

In the guest line, in the mezzanine of a book hidden in the corner of the VIP room, there will be more important clues.

But now, Hiroki is directly helping little Corgi to hang up!

Ruo Muliang was biting the small biscuit in a bad mood, watching Conan rushing into the dormitory on the screen, and when the fastest Yuantai was about to pounce on the hungry tiger on the table, he knocked over the dinner plate on the table with a slap.

Cracked the small trap designed by Ruo Muliang.

Tsk, out of sight is out of mind.

Ruo Muliang switched the channel manually, temporarily watching Douzi who had entered the third treasure hunt dungeon ahead of schedule.