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It turned out that the system uniformly notified the gathering and convening of a meeting in the ears of online players, and the meeting was held by the guide, and the players who missed it could only hear about it from the ears of others.

The first meeting held by the facilitator, Zhong Lan missed when he first entered the game.

Now that she heard the notice, she had nothing else to do, so she went out to the training ground. At this time, there is a lot of traffic, and there are players rushing to the training ground along the way.

Zhong Lan looked at the players around him with an eye of identification, and suddenly noticed that there was an additional group next to each player's nickname. No groups are shown for the same group, but red groups are shown for different groups.

This means...... Scrimmage?

Zhong Lan blinked, her speed was fast, even if she was a little late when she went out, she would arrive at the training ground first in the end. The 8 different facilitators in the training ground all stand straight inside the training ground, just like real NPCs.

But as soon as Zhong Lan entered the door, No. 8 winked at her.

After the players have basically assembled, the 8 guides distinguish the different groups of players and take their own groups of players to the inner room of the training ground.

Zhong Lan followed No. 8 to a large conference room.

There was only one swivel chair in the conference room, and No. 8 sat calmly on the swivel chair, turned around in a chic manner, and then stared at Zhong Lan with blazing eyes, and said with a smile: "You are all standing." The meeting starts in five minutes, and if you are late, you can only trouble you to tell the relevant ~Guan~people~. ”

After his words fell, Zhong Lan clearly noticed that the noise around him was louder, and the players who were huddled together exchanged heads and ears to each other, causing a lot of controversy about what he said.

"Why did you suddenly hold a second meeting? Wasn't there a facilitation meeting for the facilitators? ”

"Who told you that the facilitator only needs to hold one meeting? The Guides are in charge of the players! ”

"It's not going to be about grouping this time, right?"

"I said it last time...... But ......"

The sound was noisy, Zhong Lan could only catch some keywords, and the five minutes arrived quickly, and several players came in one after another during this waiting time. The entire conference room was almost full.

"It's time." With a snap of his fingers, the door to the conference room suddenly closes, and the players in the room fall silent as they wait for Eight's explanation.

Number 8 is only sitting in the swivel chair, but every player in the room appears to be facing Number 8 in the face, listening to him face to face.

Number 8 speaks without a smile, and the scars on his cheeks look fierce.

"As you know, we also explained last time, we all live together in the dimension of the black and white world, but it does not mean that they are all in the same camp. Why are there 8 groups? Of course, it's not for the division of labor to be more efficient! To survive in the dawn is to constantly fight, fight, fight! So - you're not stupid, the next day Dawn will completely split the players between the different groups! ”

The speed of the 8th's speech increased significantly: "Everyone still has a certain amount of preparation time, after the dawn is realized in a few days, you must remember that all the different plates are enemies, all the different dimensions are enemies, and the different groups are all enemies!" However, if players from different plates, different dimensions, and different groups are mixed together, the aggro value of all players will be pulled on the maximum item first! The size of the hatred decreases down by plate, dimension, and group. Understand? ”

Zhong Lan stared into Number 8's eyes as he finished all the explanations in one breath, and then the guide seemed to smile meaninglessly at her.

"So some people, if they don't want to be stabbed in the future, they must remember to find the right teammates."

Hearing this, Zhong Lan lowered his eyes and also pulled the corner of his lips.

Is this a warning to her not to get too close to Zhuzhiqu?

If it had been, she might not have done anything to dispose of the obstacle easily.

But when the scene of being carried by the girl before death flashed over and over again in my mind, there was always a strange feeling in my heart.

Yes. She chose the path of a loner, but who said that you can't live without a partner you can rely on?

Even if she gets tired of it and turns her back on it in the future, she is the one who will say that she has left it first.

There was a fierce flash in his eyes, and Zhong Lan met No. 8's gaze with a smile.

The meeting ended quickly, Zhong Lan put his hands in his coat pockets, and quickly squeezed out of the crowd with his thin and tall figure. Sharp eyes glanced at a figure that had managed to squeeze out of another door.

He stepped forward and stretched out his hand to buckle a shudder on the curved head of the bamboo branch.

"Hurry up, go farming."

In the eyes of the player, it was a player who had just come out of Group 8 and grabbed a player who was still struggling in Group 7 and swaggered out of the training ground. It's as if all the things that the guide has just warned are ...... ?

They don't want to explode.

Number 8 came out of the door and smiled at the fat man next door. He subconsciously made a gesture of smoking, but suddenly remembered that there was no cigarette at hand, and laughed wistfully.

Young people nowadays......

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"Hiss......" Su He carefully hid in the corner of the wall, dragging a broken leg to hide his figure with difficulty.

Unexpectedly, it was planted in Zhong Lan's hands by accident. But now the biggest enemy is not Zhong Lan, but something else.

Other neutrals had coveted her for a long time, and if anyone present hadn't died, the news of her serious injuries would have been spread by now.

If she was caught by those wolves, she would definitely be torn apart. There's no scum left.

Players who have adapted to the law of the neutral know that if you want to become stronger, you can only keep devouring, and you must learn to keep your arrogant head down in front of the strong to survive, and once you see the right time, you will never let go like a wolf pounced on it!

Everyone wants to be the strongest! Be the top!

Didn't their group of neutrals be driven by desire to rebel against the camp in the first place? Oh, just failed.

The pain in his leg had been relieved a lot, Su He breathed a sigh of relief, felt that there was no one around, and was ready to exchange for medication.

But—

"Yo, isn't this Su He? Why is this decadent picture now? ”

Su He's pupils shrank, and he suddenly raised his head to look up. It's facing a playful and smiling face.

And the owner of this face, she is no stranger! It was Miss Guerra, a neutral who was only subservient to herself, and the female player easily jumped off the eaves when she saw that she was discovered.

The girl has two pigtails on her head and laughs like a gentle girl next door. But every word spoken was filled with murderous intensity.

"I deliberately got rid of other neutrals, and you don't know how long I've been following you!"

Su He smiled evilly, clutched the dagger tightly in his hand, and mocked: "You think I can be killed by you if I break a leg?" ”

Miss Guerra ignored her words altogether, and clapped her palms, and then covered them with red gloves. (To be continued.) )