“... Hello everyone, I'm Nicole.."

Just when everyone was thinking about their hearts, the outermost door opened softly. A very beautiful blonde girl poked her head out slightly.

Seeing that everyone turned their heads to look at her, Nicole was very embarrassed to walk out against the wall.

She was only wearing a wide white shirt that didn't fit, and her long white legs almost blinded everyone's eyes.

Black panties loom with lace trim.

At least Xia Ming saw it....

Nicole looks 16, 7 years old. Western girls are already very well developed at this age.

In short, as soon as she appeared, everyone's eyes were basically straight.

What's the situation with this Nima, suddenly a beautiful girl like this came out, and she was still wearing such a revealing outfit??

"Shhhhhh

The black man whistled unconsciously, revealing a very greedy gaze.

“.... I was lying in bed at home playing on my phone, and as a result...

Luckily, there is a shirt in the room here..

I've heard you all.."

Nicole looked embarrassed, but what could be done about it?

Especially when she heard that there was such a terrible game, she was even more overwhelmed by a girl...

"It's okay, I'll protect you." The police uncle nodded at her.

"I'll protect you, absolutely no problem." The black man hooked her hand and showed her his muscular figure.

Xia Ming looked at Nicole thoughtfully.

So it seems that except for Brother Eye, the rest are newcomers?? I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing.

The benefits are obvious, and it is difficult for newcomers to threaten him.

He's a little struggling right now, so whether to work with them or go it alone.

I feel that the newcomer can't help much, and on the contrary, it may drag him down.

But maybe some tasks still depend on the team...

For example, restoring the power sensation of the hull is not something that can be done by one person.

But isn't there electricity now???

Thinking of this, Xia Ming carefully observed the surrounding environment with some confusion.

He even added five more points of brain activity.

He soon found that the VIP area here was using an emergency backup power group, and looking forward to the corridor behind the other door, it was obviously very dim.

It is estimated that there will be no more electricity supply in this area.

Thinking of this, Xia Ming decided that it was better to mix in the team. Although it may be more convenient for one person, it is better not to act rashly without understanding the situation.

"Whew... All right. It seems like I can only trust you for the time being, although I still find it incredible. The policeman finally thought about it and nodded at the glasses brother.

As soon as he made a statement, the rest of the people had nothing to say.

The black man stared at everyone very unpleasantly. Although he wanted to question it, he couldn't refute what the Koreans just said. What's more, such a beautiful girl suddenly came, and he didn't bother to say it. Then follow the mix, he wants to see if it is really so magical.

It feels even more outrageous than the Matrix...

Especially the self-righteous look of the man with glasses, do you really think you're the boss??

Brother Glasses saw that everyone temporarily accepted the reality and his expression became a little more relaxed, at least this time he felt that there was no particularly mentally retarded tumor. Spread his hands and said, "Based on my experience with this game, cooperation is always stronger than one person. I want everyone to be as united as possible and play everyone's part so that we can survive together.

Let me introduce myself first, my name is Mo Feng, and I am from Huaxia. I'm good at computers, and I'm a well-known hacker. ”

"My name is Lee Sang-il, I am a student in the Department of Biology at Seoul National University, and I am usually good at... Uh, does playing games count?? The Koreans were very cooperative, and then said.

“... My name is Ryan, a Spaniard, and I'm an electrician—" The blue-collar man pressed his forehead, his mind was very confused now, and he didn't really want to speak.

"I'm Johnny and I'm from the Los Angeles Police Department. It's a pity that I don't have a gun..."The policeman sighed unconsciously. It's a hassle to lose your gun.

At this time, everyone looked at Xia Ming in unison, he had always remained silent, but it was a little different.

"My name is Xia Ming, I am from Huaxia and I don't have a regular job. Excel.... I don't know very well.."

"Huh..."

The black man gave him a disdainful look.

He felt that introducing himself was mentally retarded, and it was impossible for him to cooperate anyway.

He didn't bother to say that everyone was naturally not interested.

Police officer Johnny thought for a while and looked at Mo Feng and said, "Since you have experience, what do you think we should do now?" ”

"We want to get the job done as best we can. I have to tell you that these tasks are important. Complete one and we'll get great rewards. These rewards can strengthen our stat value and become more powerful, so our goal now is the first mission.

Explore every room as much as you can. ”

Mo Feng looked at everyone very seriously. He didn't hide it either, and there was nothing wrong with what he said.

"Huh... You mean to enhance stat values?? Do you think you're playing an RPG? The black man's words made Mo Feng finally not want to endure it anymore.

stared at him coldly and said, "You're right, I really got a lot of attributes through the mission." At least it won't take any effort to beat a fool like you now. ”

"What did you say??" The black man stared at Mo Feng in annoyance. But when he saw his cold eyes, he suddenly felt a little stunned.

He shook his arm very unhappily and walked forward on his own.

"What are you going to do??" Johnny looked at him with a frown. Either way, no one will like his actions.

"Hmph, I don't want to talk nonsense anymore. Didn't he say what kind of bullshit mission he was going to search the room? Enhanced attributes?? I can't wait. There are eight rooms here, isn't there another one? ”

Everyone watched helplessly as the black man walked over.

There must be no one in that room, otherwise it would have come out long ago. As for the search, does he have a key card?

Sometimes I really don't understand why there is such a big difference between people and people. Where did all the brains go??

In fact, the black man was just a little flustered by Mo Feng's staring, and he couldn't get off the stage for a while. However, when he reached the door, he found that the door was unlocked.

A little smug glanced at everyone, opened the door and walked in...

"Ahh

As soon as I entered, the screams like killing pigs came.

Johnny ran over with the crowd at a rapid pace.

"This, this is..."

At this time, everyone saw a corpse lying on the large bed in the room.

An expatriate male in a dressing gown.

A large patch of blood on the bed had dried up, and it looked like it had been dead for a while.

The black man was sitting on the ground at this time, looking very flustered.

I really didn't see the murder he usually called, a corpse scared him like this...

Xia Ming was a little depressed at this time, because there was a gun on the ground that Johnny had picked up.

"He was shot in the head by this gun." Johnny stood calmly next to the corpse and observed.

As a police officer, he's seen this kind of thing a lot.

He slid out of the pistol magazine, which was full of bullets, to his satisfaction.

Very skillfully put on the bolt, with the gun in hand, at least the bottom of the heart.

"Yes, who killed him??" Nicole stood by the door, looking at the room with some trembling. The whole room was filled with a strong smell of blood, which made it very uncomfortable.

"Who knows," Johnny pouted slightly. But to say the least, there may be a murderer on this ship...

Xia Ming walked around the room, and finally found a flashlight in a drawer.

It was the only thing he found that still worked.

To be honest, according to his observations. It's definitely been searched carefully, and I don't know what I'm looking for.

But the crux of the question is, is this about him?

It doesn't seem to matter, does it??

"Chris. Tengsen—" He thoughtfully picked up a keycard on the table and slipped it into his pocket.

Whatever, there's a lot of space in the military bag anyway, so let's put everything in it.

What if it helps??

Thinking of this, he even rummaged through the garbage bag in the room, and there were several broken pieces in it that he had collected.