The endless desert, the scorching sun bakes the earth, making people feel astringent at a glance.

The strong wind that blows from time to time rolls up a few wisps of yellow sand like a ghost floating around, there are no birds in the sky and no beasts in the ground, and there is no sound except the sound of the wind.

In such a deserted place, there are several low cement houses, which sit in the middle of the desert like lonely graves, and anyone who looks at it will find it strange.

Suddenly, the wild roar of the machine broke the dead silence from a distance, and with a long puff of dust, an off-road vehicle covered in rusty iron studded towards the housing area, and in the blink of an eye, it came to a stop, and a sharp brake flicked to a stop, raising a cloud of flying sand.

The door opened, and a pair of feet in worn military boots sticked out.

The person who came was a tall and thin man with a mohican hairstyle, a young man in his twenties, with earrings, nose studs and tattoos on his face, and a head full of tattoos, and a box in his hand at this time.

He looked around at the houses, then gestured to the small windows, then walked to the concrete house in the middle, stretched out his fist and slammed the large iron door in front of him a few times.

Click

The lookout in the door was pulled open, and a pair of withered yellow eyes appeared behind the door to glance at it a few times, and with a twitching sound, the door was opened and the person was let in.

"You're too late this time, you can't wait," said the man behind the door.

"Whether you will come or not, when will you come, can you ask?" Moxigan glanced contemptuously at the old man in front of him, with sores on his face and a hunched back, and his feet were a little sloping.

"Take me to see the pit viper," the young man said with a straight face, obviously not wanting to dwell on it too much.

The hunchbacked old man snorted coldly in his heart, but he still turned around and limped ahead to lead the way.

"Come with me"

All the way to a fence door in the back room, the old man opened the door, and an old elevator appeared in front of him.

The two walked in, closed the door, and pulled the lever on the wall.

With the piercing scream and the noise of the engine, it slowly descended about ten meters, and when it hit the bottom, the young man involuntarily trembled, pouted, and looked disgusted.

After stepping out of the elevator, I was greeted by an office with a glass wall of about 100 square meters, and dazzling lights came out of it.

The hunchbacked old man who walked in front changed his previous attitude, signaled the other party to wait, and then came to the front of the office lightly, opened the glass door, and bent his hunched waist down again.

"My lord, the man sent by the lord has arrived," the old man smiled, showing a mouthful of mutilated yellow teeth, and looked humbly at the man sitting behind the huge desk.

Originally, his eyes were staring at the dilapidated display on the table, and the listless man's eyes immediately lit up, and the triangular eyes instantly emitted an excited light.

"It's finally here, bring someone in," the man said urgently, adjusting his clothes, adjusting his sitting position.

"Yes"

After the old man went out backwards, he invited the young man with the metal box in his hand.

"Are you, Hound Dog? Why did the lord send you?" the triangular eyes looked at the person who came, and was stunned.

It is said that the person in front of him is a junior who has some blood relationship with the lord, and he has good qualifications, and he rarely comes out, and he only met him at a banquet a year ago.

"This time the goods are different from the past, it is very important, the lord sees important people, so he sent me"

Although the young man addressed each other as adults, his expression was very arrogant, and there was no trace of respect on his face.

He put the metal box in his hand in front of the man's eyes, dragged a chair casually, and sat down with a big grin.

"You say it's different this time? How is it different? The pit viper looked at the attitude of the hound, and was very unhappy, and his face was a little unsightly, but he still reacted immediately, grabbed ~ the point, and asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Authentic MZ region unique, the third-level berserk corpse bear energy core, the lord spent a lot of money to get it. And bring you a message, this is the last time, if you can't successfully advance, your position as the dungeon manager will have to be given up, and his old man is going to close some hard stubble to come in, with your current second-level strengthened strength, I am afraid that it will not be able to suppress it"

Hearing the first half of the sentence, the pit viper, who was on fire and couldn't wait to open the box, heard the latter words, his heart sank slightly, stopped the movements in his hand, and narrowed his triangular eyes.

"Please also tell the lord that the pit viper will live up to the expectations of the adults, and if you can't be promoted this time, I am willing to automatically give up my position."

The corners of the hound's mouth twitched, and he snorted twice in his heart, looking at him with an expression that counted you as acquaintance.

A person who is stuck in the second level and has failed to strengthen the third level six times really doesn't know what the need to stay.

The young man got up from his chair, touched his body, and then carefully took a small paper bag from his jacket pocket, opened it, picked up one of the three crumpled filterless cigarettes, and put the rest in his pocket.

took out a dirty lighter with the words "so-and-so hotel" written on it, lit it, took a big puff and walked to the other side of the glass window.

Through the glass, one can see a huge space below, with two hundred small pavilions forming a square, all of which are cellrooms made of steel.

Inside the cell, there were many other things besides the listless and ragged people.

It was the human zombies who kept hitting the guardrail, the beast zombies jumping up and down with their skin and flesh open, and a few strange mutated zombies locked up against the wall.

The hound flicked the soot on the carpet of the room, and looked at the scene of the demons dancing outside, and there was not a single thing in the house.

Raised his hand and knocked on the glass, glanced at the person behind the desk, and said to himself, you old boy, will really enjoy it.

"What about the little cub? Are you still alive, why didn't I see it, I won't let you die," the hound scratched his head as if remembering something.

The pit viper heard this, and tried to look away from the box. smiled and said, "How can it, it's good, it's locked up on the next floor, the lord once explained, this kid is of great use, he can't be killed, hehe, you also know about it?" ”

"Can you see the picture?" The hound asked, gesturing to the monitor on the table.

"Of course, please see" Triangle Eye has subconsciously used honorifics, it seems that the lord trusts this junior quite a lot, and he has no reservations about such an important matter.

After pressing a few buttons, the pit viper gave up his main seat with a smile and asked the other party to sit down.

The young man was obviously very affected by the change in the other party's attitude, and let out a big "um", and sat on the boss's chair as he said.

The picture in the monitor is not very clear, a little dark, accompanied by snowflakes jumping from time to time, it can be seen that it is a room of about ten square meters with three cement walls.

The dirty, mottled walls made the room look dirty, and there was nothing but a camera in the corner and a glowing light bulb on the top.

An emaciated figure, lying on the edge of the wall, gasping for breath to show that he was still alive.

At this time, the man was wearing only a pair of shorts, and there were many scars on his bare skin, and several of them were still bleeding.

There was a person lying half a meter away at his feet, judging from the whites of his eyes and the black blood coming out of his mouth, it should be a human zombie.

However, at this time, the zombie's neck was twisted in a strange posture, and his limbs were bent and broken in many places, and the bone stubble had been pierced out in some places.