Room 202 guests want a map of the world and the city of the Western Capital, as well as two pen ......?

Han Zheng, who had already pressed the elevator button and was about to go upstairs, was instantly alert.

Could it be that you are too careful?

Watching the floor display lights descend one by one, Han Zheng thought quickly.

The rooms on the second floor are all single rooms, which Han Zheng has asked before.

When he first arrived at this hotel, Han Zheng claimed that he was a group of two people and was going to open two single rooms.

Later, after inspecting the room, he expressed his dissatisfaction, pretended to hesitate, and instead ordered a double suite on the fourth floor, a trick he had learned from a foreign movie.

The purpose of this is to see how many guests are staying in the single rooms, to see the layout of the rooms on the lower floor, and so on.

More than 100 combatants exist in this western metropolis, and there is always someone who has to find a place to rest, and it is possible that other combatants will stay in the same hotel.

After all, when I first entered the dungeon, there were two combatants near me, and I almost suffered a dark loss, so this possibility must be taken into account.

Therefore, it is beneficial to know as much as possible about the place where you live.

The most important thing is that Han Zheng clearly remembers that the room in 202 was obviously an empty room when he first came to see the room; But now, there are already guests.

The guest checked in today, a little later than himself.

Is it a coincidence? Still is......

The elevator door slowly opened, and Han Zheng walked in with heavy steps, and at the same time heard the conversation between the waiter behind him and the Minotaur at the front desk:

"There is no world map, and there are very few city maps, so call the supermarket next door and send someone to deliver it."

"Well, I'm calling......"

The elevator door slowly closed, Han Zheng bit his lip tightly, raised his hand and pressed the button on the second floor......

Will you think too much?

The guest of 202 was checked in today after himself, and it was a person, and asked the front desk for two maps.

It's fine to ask for a map of the city, but wouldn't it be weird to have a map of the world at the same time?

Could it be just a citizen who came to the western capital for business and tourism, after all, this is the largest city in the west.

Or...... Is it possible that like myself, I am also a rookie combatant who is a newcomer to the dungeon and urgently needs to collect information to find a countermeasure?

After all, there are indeed some coincidences and sensitivities in terms of numbers, time, and behavior.

The few seconds in the elevator seemed to be infinitely extended, and countless thoughts collided fiercely in Han Zheng's heart.

Stepping out of the elevator and looking down the long hallway, he knew he had to make a decision right away.

If there is really a combatant in room 202, then now should be a very rare and good time.

Due to the lack of stock, the waiter downstairs will have to wait a while before coming up to deliver the map, and this time difference can be used to take advantage of it.

Pretending to be a waiter delivering a map to knock on the door, the other party's defensive psychology should be low at this time; If you choose the right time to break in afterwards, or find a way to monitor and follow him out, it seems to be more difficult.

The most important thing is that if the other party is really a combatant, then with the horses and feet he exposed, he may be a newcomer to a large extent, just like himself, rather than a veteran.

Han Zheng decided to take a risk.

The mission period is only 10 days, and if you can't complete the mission as soon as possible in the first few days, the number of survivors will decrease as time goes by, and in the next few days, the difficulty of the survival mission will increase countless times.

He clenched the pistol in his pocket, went to room 202, adjusted his breathing, and knocked on the door.

There was a slight sound of footsteps behind the door, and then the door opened; Han Zheng didn't wait for the people in the house to react, he quickly dodged in, and at the same time raised his right foot to close the door.

"Just put what I want...... Huh? How do you ......"

The guest in the room was a young man about the same height as Han Zheng, but only slightly thin, and he opened the door while lowering his head and wiping the glasses in his hand. But when he looked up, he saw a black hole with the muzzle of a gun pointed at his head.

“…… How...... You are...... What are you doing...... Are you asking for money? I, I ......"

The young man with glasses was so frightened that he took a few steps back, stepped on the leg of the table and fell to the ground in embarrassment, there was a fruit bowl on the table, and the fruit knife on the plate fell out with this blow.

Worst! Guessed wrong?

Are you too nervous?

The series of performances of the man in front of him made Han Zheng very disappointed, and from his demeanor and speech, he felt that this person was an ordinary citizen who didn't know anything about the situation at all.

However, Han Zheng still didn't dare to relax in the slightest, after all, he couldn't be sure if the other party was acting at this time.

"Don't scream, stand up slowly, don't make unnecessary movements, or I'll kill you." Han Zheng held up his gun and whispered.

The young man in glasses stood up tremblingly, his legs trembled, and he lowered his head slightly, as if he didn't dare to look at Han Zheng and the muzzle. He pointed to the side of the bed and said intermittently:

"What if you ...... If you want money...... I...... I have ...... in my bag There is a lot of cash...... I can give it all to you...... And I definitely don't call the police...... Definitely not ......"

"Very good, then you walk over slowly, take out all the money, as long as you cooperate, I will definitely not hurt you."

"Good...... Ok ......"

The young man in glasses slowly turned around and came to the bedside tremblingly.

At the moment when he reached out and was about to take the bag, Han Zheng quickly grabbed the fruit knife on the table, rushed over to strangled the young man with his glasses, and plunged the knife into his neck with all his strength.

Due to the unified setting of the combat effectiveness of the newcomers in the [Dragon Ball Battlefield], Han Zheng's strength has increased a little more than before, and this young man with glasses is already thin and weak, and he can't resist at all.

In order to kill with one blow, Han Zheng didn't dare to reserve half of his strength, and after the blade sank into the young man's neck, he slashed horizontally.

Blood spurted out, and the white sheets in front of him were stained bright red.

Han Zheng's gun-wielding left arm pressed against the bespectacled young man's mouth, and he didn't make the slightest sound from beginning to end.

"It's a false world...... What is a virtual character in the [Dragon Ball Battlegrounds] dungeon, not a real person......"

Han Zheng comforted himself over and over again in his heart, and at the same time grabbed the sheets, folded them into a ball and pressed the wound on his neck, so that blood would not be left everywhere.

He understood that no matter whether the young man with glasses was a combatant or an ordinary character, he could not spare his life, and it would be too bad for him to call the police afterwards, expose his appearance and figure, and then appear on the city news like other combatants.

Now, all he had to do was clean up the blood in the room and throw the body into the universal capsule, and the person would completely evaporate from the world, and he would be able to get out of the way.

Just as Han Zheng took off his bloodstained coat and was about to clean up the blood stains in the room, rows of blue subtitles suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and at the same time, the familiar electronic sound also came to his ears again.

[No. N2199: Combatant kills a normal dungeon character, a male office worker, drops 1 drop of Earthling's blood, picks it up or not]

Ordinary dungeon characters, as expected, are overly nervous, but ......

Earthlings blood? Lineage!

Han Zheng immediately understood the meaning and hurriedly chose to pick it up.

[No. N2199: Combatants have met the conditions to activate the Earthling bloodline, is it now open]

[Requirements for earthlings blood: Earthlings blood; Number Required: 1/1]

Open!

Han Zheng felt a slight chill all over his body, and then a strange sensation of a slight electric shock spread from the top of his head to the soles of his feet.

[No. N2199 Combatant Activated: Earthling Blood]

Han Zheng hurriedly checked his status at this time.

[No. N2199 Combatant Status:]

[Combat Strength: 5]

[Combatant Bloodline: Earthling]

[Max Combat Power: 1000 (except exceptions)]

[Cultivation Speed: E (except for special cases)]

[Equipment Item: 0/5]

[Move Skill: None]

[Special Ability: None]

[Quest Rounds Performed: 0]

There are obvious changes in the four columns of bloodline, cap, speed, and power-up.

Cap 1000?

Han Zheng pursed his lips, in the original book, Klin's combat power in the later stage of the earthlings was far more than this number, and the setting of [Dragon Ball Battlefield] for combatants was too harsh; And, what is a "special case"?

The equipment inventory is 0/5, which means that there are 5 portable spaces for storing equipment items, etc.

After prompting, Han Zheng understood that the pistols, wallets, clothes, capsules, etc. he picked up on this day can only be regarded as copy items, and only have the right to use this copy, but no ownership, and cannot be carried out of this copy. Only with the "Equipment Item" attribute, you can place items in the equipment slot, you can bring out the dungeon and reuse it.

At this time, the electronic voice was silent for a while, and suddenly came again:

[No. N2199 combatant, open the bloodline on the first day of the first dungeon, get the newcomer pack, whether to claim it now]

Newcomer Pack?

Han Zheng suddenly remembered that he seemed to have seen this term in his cousin's diary.

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