System: "The overall difficulty of the no-prop arena is higher, the player's survival probability is low, and the advantage is that once you can complete the task and leave the dungeon alive, the guaranteed good value bonus is 20 points, and the maximum can even exceed 50 points." ”

Ordinary dungeons are already dying or alive, and the overall difficulty is still relatively low?

Chi Yu's heart trembled, and his expression became solemn.

"Normal dungeons are divided into single-player dungeons and multi-player dungeons, with a maximum of 10 points for clearing a single dungeon and a maximum of 30 points for multiplayer dungeons. Of course, the system defaults to the multiplayer dungeon for novice players, after all, the difficulty of multiplayer dungeons is lower and the rewards are richer. ”

"Alright, you don't have to introduce these useless things to me, just send me back to the lounge."

Maybe it was because he stayed in the dungeon for too long this time, Chi Yu had been back in the lounge for two days, and he hadn't been able to get out of the trembling state, Ge Meng hugged him from behind, and wanted to joke with him, but he scolded him fiercely, and the scared little girl was in tears.

"I'm going out for a walk alone, so you stay here and don't come here."

He felt that his mental state had been seriously deviated, and this manic feeling was like a scavenging crow, following him like a shadow, and he felt that he would not be able to bear this mental breakdown in the next second, and chose to jump from a tall building.

At this time, he felt that he needed a psychiatrist to enlighten him a little, or to have some high-level spiritual communication with him.

It's a pity that after meeting with four or five psychiatrists, he realized a more serious problem: these people are not as eloquent as him, and they are not his opponents at all, let alone enlighten him.

In this world known as the "lounge", he is the absolute king, he can make the world's top female models prostrate on his **, he can also stab anyone he doesn't like with a knife, even if he goes to the bank with a gun, he won't be shot in the head by the gun-wielding police.

All his actions are permissible, as long as he is willing to pay a small amount of goodness as a symbolic price.

Everything is good here, even too good, too good to be idealistic. Compared with the bloody cruelty in the dungeon, it is like the difference between heaven and hell, which will make people have a strong sense of psychological disparity, and this psychological discomfort will be even more serious when they have just returned from the cruel world of life and death.

You can only be here for 7 days, after which your soul will be thrown into another cruel world, whether you will survive or not is unknown, if you are lucky enough to survive, you will be forced to repeat the process, endlessly.

The pleasure of the lounge has almost become the last supper of the death row inmates, and no matter how fragrant and luxurious the meal is, the person who enjoys the meal cannot enjoy it completely with peace of mind.

On the third day, Chi Yu spent a whole day, lying on the edge of the grave in his memory, just lying quietly, not thinking about anything, not doing anything, as if only relying on death could make him feel a little truth, and could make his restless soul a little quieter.

On the fourth day, he returned to his mansion unkempt, and saw Ge Meng, who had just finished taking a shower and walked out of the bathroom wrapped in a bath towel, he picked her up, and the two of them fell to the floor together.

He gasped for breath and his eyes were bloodshot, like a wandering bandit who hadn't seen a woman in hundreds of years, tearing at her clothes like madness and viciously demanding her......

"That, that, brother, someone left you a message......"

Ge Meng was obviously frightened and stumbled to speak.

Chi Yu snatched a golden business card from her hand.

The business card is very simple, there is no carved dragon and phoenix, and there is no red and white peony, it is a cardboard made of gold leaf, there is no organ, and there is no password, only a string of mobile phone numbers, and the title on the business card is still very down-to-earth, what is it "Qidaohe Hospital Psychological Counselor", and the owner of the business card is called Jiang Yu.

This was really sleepy and hit the pillow, Chi Yu immediately perked up, broke away from Ge Meng, and called the phone.

"Hello." The voice on the other side was very elegant, and it sounded like a young man, and I was afraid that he would not be able to do anything.

"I heard you were looking for me?"

"Hmm."

"Then what are you looking for me?"

"Let's talk."

Chi Yu snorted coldly and said, "Shouldn't you be a well-fed player who deliberately came to harass me?" ”

Psychologist? Hehe, big brother, it's okay if you don't talk much, what's going on with this serious attitude of waiting for someone to take the initiative to hook up?

The person on the other side was silent for a few seconds before he said, "I'm eating, you continue." ”

Chi Yu hammered the table hard and gritted his teeth: "Has anyone ever told you that I don't have a good temper and call to harass me, and I may pull out my tongue?" ”

On the other end of the phone, there was the sound of pouring water, and even the sound of a spoon hitting the wall of the bowl: "You continue." ”

Are you fucking eating?

Your professionalism is all eaten by you!

Stinky idiot!

Chi Yu hung up the phone for him quickly and decisively.

10 minutes later, the other side replied to the message, it was a text message that would make people angry: Hello, although you took the liberty to disturb me at my dinner time, but I am not a person who cares about details, presumably you have less than 3 days left in your rest time, I want to make an appointment with you to have an interview, I hope you are free, if you are not free, then I will visit in person at 12 o'clock in the evening the day after tomorrow.

Chi Yu: "......"

The identity of this neurotic is that the player must not have run away.

Just this player's tone of speech and taciturn personality are too familiar, Chi Yu's heart suddenly had a bad premonition: he has just passed two games, and he really doesn't know many people, could it be that this neuropathy is No. 250?

"System, can you check the owner of this number?" Chi Yu touched his chin and thought thoughtfully, "If you can check it, send me his information." ”

The system replied: "I'm sorry, Ben Meng can't leak other players' information." ”

This answer is quite angry: everyone has sent small advertisements to Lao Tzu's house, and as a result, you still have to keep the privacy of this advertisement?!

It is a knife to stretch out his head, and it is also a knife to shrink his head, in order to prevent this goods from coming to the door at midnight, Chi Yu had to take the initiative to make an appointment for him. And he was a little curious, how did these other players come to visit him?

It was 1 p.m. on the 5th day.

Chi Yu was sitting in the café, bored scrolling on his mobile phone, and suddenly a tall and thin figure stood in front of him.

(End of chapter)