A burst of white light erupted from her phone, and the thick light obscured her entire vision.

Su Que secretly said in her heart that it was not good, but in the next second, the air around her became as cold as water, and that chill entered from her pores, instantly freezing her limbs, making her freeze in place, unable to escape.

There seemed to be an unknown force squeezing her in the light, sending her body into a twisted air passage and falling down the airstream.

"Smack-"

The world-limited brand-name mobile phone lost the support of its hand and fell to the street to splash a cloud of dust, and the surrounding pedestrians walked without squinting, as if they did not see a big living person in front of it.

Cars in the distance whistled, and the city was as lively and noisy as ever.

……

"Bang-"

A piece of program and code in front of him, Su Que didn't know how long he fell, and finally was repelled by the power inside and fell to the ground fiercely.

It wasn't accurate to say that it was ground, because the ground here was obviously hard, but when she fell, there was no pain at all, only a sketch-like gray dangling in front of her eyes.

Su Que endured the dizziness in his head, quickly got up, and looked around.

It was a strange little room, with a faint gray glow on all sides, the color of which was as decaying and lifeless as if it had been drawn with a pencil.

The floor of the room was full of people sitting in the corner of the wall, and those people were all normal survivors, as if they didn't know each other, and they refused to let down their guard to talk, so they were sitting in their own places at this time, and no one spoke.

When Su Que fell, the loud bang was particularly loud in this space, but because she reacted quickly, she didn't ruin her image much when she fell, but her suit and leather shoes, and her extraordinary appearance still attracted the attention of most people in the room.

In the process of Su Que slowly finding the ground and sitting down, someone began to communicate in a whisper.

Su Que sat down in the corner of the wall, revealing his handsome face expressionlessly.

She didn't want to hide her identity, but whether she could recognize it or not depended on their own skills, after all, this was the beginning of the end of the world, and the daimyo of 0001 was still quite unfamiliar to some survivors who had no sense of exploration.

There seemed to be a lot of people present, Su Que swept around, and found that there were almost twenty people who had entered the dungeon now, but the scene was still this small space full of decay.

She glanced at the landscape around her, and somewhat understood the current situation.

Some large dungeons require a certain number of people to open, and if the specified number is not reached, all those who fall into the dungeon will have to wait in the preparation space.

The current situation is that there are not enough people, and you can't make up a table of mahjong, so you have to wait.

After realizing this, Su Que slowly leaned against the wall behind him, and the nerves in his brain tensed.

The difficulty of the dungeon is a very mysterious thing.,In addition to personal experience, there seems to be no characteristics that can be understood at a glance.,But it's been a long time since the end of the world.,There are more cattle.,There is a big guy who summed up a set of tried and tested dungeon difficulty routines based on his experience in breaking into dungeons.。

Generally speaking, the number of dungeons is more than five, and the number of dungeons within ten is the easiest, and correspondingly, the more difficult it is to develop towards the two poles.

And once the number of dungeons exceeds thirty, it is not difficult or simple.

Because this kind of dungeon generally fights in team battles, it is necessary to eliminate, a team of people is eliminated together, and a team of people is to win together.

Theoretically speaking, the survival rate of this kind of dungeon is higher, no matter how you fight, the survival rate is 50%, 30% or something, which is much higher than the 10% and 5% survival rate of a single dungeon.

But the fact is the opposite, because of the inconsistency of teamwork, the inconsistency of the per capita level, it is common for the whole army to be wiped out in this kind of large-scale dungeon, and many bigwigs in the previous life were matched with pig-like teammates, resulting in the failure of the take-fly and the tragic death in the dungeon.

Of course, there are also cases where the big guy and the big guy are fighting each other, but in the end, no one has just passed anyone, and everyone who enters the dungeon is dead.

Su Que sorted out his suit expressionlessly, and at the same time looked at the famous watch of an international brand on his wrist.

Time in this dungeon was suspended relative to the outside world, so she didn't panic.

She looked at the people sitting around her, ready to familiarize herself with the people who were participating in the dungeon before they all entered the dungeon.

Most of the people sitting against the wall are in their thirties and forties, middle-aged people who have left their naïve age and have not completely declined. There are a small number of young men and girls in their twenties, five or sixties, and a few old ladies and women in their fifties and sixties, whose eyes burst out with the essence of the years that can only be deposited by time, and they look extremely difficult to provoke.

Su Que glanced around and found that there were no people who were about the same age as her, but there were a few who were about the same age as her trumpet.

But it's normal, it's hard for an underage child like Sixteen or Seventeen to survive in the last days, it's not a matter of physical strength and ability, but it's not a matter of age, so it's easy to be trapped by older survivors.

After observing the situation of the personnel, Su Que sat firmly in place and waited.

"Bang-"

Someone fell from above the room again, and the wide open door on the gray wall threw him in the middle of the room.

The person who fell off was a girl in a blue skirt who looked at twenty-one and twelve, and the girl was a little slow to react, and it took most of the day to turn over and find a place to sit around.

She glanced at the place where Su Que was sitting, and seemed to want to come and sit too. But when I saw Su Que's straight suit and trousers, and the face of a girl who would be shy when she saw it, she still hesitated, the roots of her ears turned red, and she looked for another place.

The room was small, but it was still quite large, because the girl had given up sitting here, so there was no one on either side of her, only a boy in a top hat sat a meter away.

The man had short black ear-length hair, and the brim of the top hat perfectly covered his face, but judging from the little outline of his appearance, he was also very young, only a little less white, so the tips of the hair exposed to the brim were white, and it looked particularly good with the black hat.

He wore a black shawl on top, and under the shawl was a robe like a trench coat, which covered his knees, and the pure black color made him meticulous.

Su Que looked at the sparkling ruby ring on his finger, and always felt that his outfit was very similar to a big guy in the previous life.

But that big guy is a well-known lover of "enclosure and self-cuteness", and he likes to be sullen at home and tinker with his own things, and he basically won't show up when he has nothing to do, so how can he show up here?

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