Outside the dungeon, the entrance to the dungeon like a swirl of white light has been surrounded and sealed by the authorities.

The entire haunted house has been officially blocked and taken over.

As for the officials and bosses of the haunted house, they can only watch dryly, wanting to cry without tears.

Combat dungeons are not as dangerous as entertainment dungeons, and the benefits of customs clearance are also high, so they will naturally not be controlled by civilian forces.

It's just bitter for the owner of the haunted house.

It took so much money to open up the wasteland, and it has just been opened today, and the investment has not been recovered, so it is gone.

", if I let me know what's going on, who did it, I don't want to wear it..."

The haunted house owner's angry teeth itch.

On the side, a soldier came up and said, "Come with me." ”

The owner of the haunted house hurriedly followed, and said with a smile: "That, little brother, I will compensate for this..."

The young warrior said casually, "Indispensable. ”

The haunted house owner breathed a sigh of relief.

I hope I can return the blood, otherwise it will be really bankrupt.

This year, the copy is really not something that the average rich person can play, after all, it is such an entertainment copy, and it has already cost more than a billion yuan to open up the wasteland, although the tickets have been recovered more than 100 million today, but this is only the first day of opening, and the ticket income in the future will not be so much.

Now that the copy is gone, it can't be recovered.

In this way, we can only count on official compensation, not asking for more, just asking for no loss.

Battle dungeon...

If you can hold it in your hands, you can make a lot of money.

It's a pity that this time the incident is too big to cover up, and in this case, it is impossible to hide the mutant battle copy.

For a while, the owner of the haunted house was full of regret and heartache.

The other side.

Quest entrance.

Sixty-four young men dressed in Taoist robes sat down around the entrance of the dungeon.

There are eight groups of eight people in total.

Each formation formed a formation, a formation after a formation, and a large formation of sixty-four people.

The pattern emerges on the ground, connected together, natural and magnificent.

Formation, and in the center is the entrance to the dungeon.

And then the door opens.

"Ready. ”

The ears of the sixty-four people all sounded with the voice of order: "Eight Gate Dunjia Formation, open!"

The members of the eight groups immediately changed their handprints and shouted in unison: "Open!"

The next moment.

A complete formation appeared in the sky above the entrance of the dungeon.

The formation pattern rotated slowly, obviously not physical, but there was a crisp sound of "click".

The eyes are here.

The formation patterns under the sixty-four people and the array eyes on the entrance of the dungeon complement each other, echoing each other and blending into one.

Immediately afterwards, sixty-four people changed the print again.

"Shengmen, open!"

"Shengmen, open!"

"Shengmen, open!"

"Shengmen, open!"

"Shengmen, open!"

"Shengmen, open!"

"Shengmen, open!"

“...”

In a group of eight people, above the heads of each group of eight people, a spiritual gate appeared out of thin air.

The spiritual gate trembled slightly, and then stabilized.

Outside the big formation.

Seeing this, the commander's face was calm, and he said, "The logistics department pays attention to replenishing the spiritual power of the people who maintain the formation, and receives the people who come out of the dungeon." ”

Logistics: "Roger!"

The commander continued: "Wasteland team, get started. ”

Reclamation Team: "Roger." ”

Someone jumped into the spiritual gate at will.

Someone struck in with a flash of edgeworth.

Someone roared in on a locomotive.

Someone laughed and pretended to be forced in.

...

Eight light gates, a total of eight people entered.

These eight people can become the pioneers of the Special Operations Department, and enter the combat dungeon alone to open up the wasteland, and their strength is naturally good, and they definitely have a lot of experience in clearing the wasteland.

In a nutshell.

The eight people who went in were all big guys in the eyes of ordinary members of the Special Operations Department.

As for the image in the eyes of ordinary people, it is more powerful and mysterious.

When everything was in order and settled, the commander turned around and left, heading to the war room.

A large black truck stopped.

The truck deformed, swelled, and in the blink of an eye, formed a war compartment in its place.

In the war room, many people have gathered and sat down.

On the main seat, a middle-aged man who was not angry and arrogant sat in it, glanced at the commander who walked in, and said in a deep voice: "How are things arranged?"

The commander quickly said: "The wasteland reclamation team has entered smoothly, and the combat goal is to save people. ”

The middle-aged minister nodded and said, "Old Zhao, count the civilian casualties." ”

On the side, a real uncle with his feet on the table, very casually, and a scruffy beard sat lazily and said, "biubiu." ”

In the air, a virtual little girl appeared and smiled, "Yes, good afternoon, Dad." ”

The sloppy uncle yawned and said, "Good afternoon, look at how many people have died in the dungeon." ”

The virtual little girl swiped her hands, and a lot of virtual information and virtual images appeared in front of everyone, and said, "I am connecting to the official database of haunted house copies... Connecting to the dungeon forum... Searching for data..."

"Preliminary statistics completed..."

"A total of 13,562 people have been known to have entered the haunted house dungeons, and the current number of parallel dungeons is 1,689, the number of trapped dungeons is 5,167, and 134 people are confirmed dead. ”

134 people.

This is already a minor accident.

The middle-aged minister sighed and said, "Sort out the information of the deceased, record it, and use it for the logistics to be resurrected." ”

Some classes have resurrection skills, but the number of classes with resurrection skills is very small, and it costs a lot to train.

And the resurrection has many limitations, and it is not as simple as it seems.

For example, the more powerful the person, the more difficult it is to resurrect.

Other limitations include each resurrection, permanent loss of a large number of attribute values and the upper limit of lifespan, the same person can be resurrected two or three times at most, the resurrection cost is very large, and the dead can only be resurrected within 24 hours... And so on.

In short, there are many restrictions, and no one wants to die and then be resurrected unless necessary.

"Okay, it's documented. ”

Virtual little girl winks playfully.

The sloppy uncle said: "Call up the picture of the wasteland team." ”

The virtual little girl said, "Okay, Dad." ”

The words fell.

Eight screens appear.

The picture comes from the live broadcast function of the dungeon system, and the live broadcast function is turned on after the desolate team enters the dungeon.

in the picture.

Eight people are looking for people, saving people, and by the way, collecting data on the battle.

And the first person to come into contact with the boss was the man who flew with the edgeworth, which also made the people present see some basic changes in the boss.

There is no doubt that the strength of the boss is stronger.

"Mo Fei, this kid has become stronger again, and in time, I'm afraid he will catch up with Jiang Ran. ”

The sloppy uncle smiled and spoke.

The rest of the people were also very relieved to see this.

The eight people who opened up the wasteland have great potential and strength.

And the one who attracted their attention the most was the sword cultivator Mo Fei.

Because among the eight people, Mo Fei has the strongest strength, the highest character level and professional level, and he is also the captain of this eight-person wasteland development team.

In the rain.

Mo Fei stepped on the flying sword, and his speed was very fast.

Below, five people are being beaten by the boss, and they are in danger.

At this moment, Mo Fei decisively dropped his sword, repelled the boss, and said to the five people on the side without looking back: "Go back to the guillotine, the exit of the dungeon has been opened there." ”

The boss roars and strikes again.

The five of them hurriedly got up and ran, without hesitation at all.

And Mo Fei faced the BOSS, fighting and retreating all the way.

The unexpected came.

I thought that if I left the palace, the BOSS would not chase it, but I didn't expect the BOSS to be chasing.

That's the trouble.

The boss after the mutation of the dungeon in front of him is unexpectedly powerful and troublesome.

But...

The battle intent appeared in Mo Fei's eyes, but after a pause, he pressed down.

It's important to save people, and it's never too late to fight after beating the boss.

So.

Mo Fei resisted the boss all the way and escorted the five people to retreat to the guillotine.

In the war room, everyone nodded at this.

Very sober and aware of the severity.

At this moment, the middle-aged minister looked at him and said, "Huh?"

The people on the side glanced at the other pictures, and their eyes stayed on a certain picture.

In that scene, the boss was beaten and flew upside down.

Who's in there?

The middle-aged minister stood up abruptly and frowned...