It's night now, and it's night outside.

There are two lights outside the hotel door, so you can see a road outside, and further away it is dark and you can't see clearly.

The road outside, the road, looks rather desolate.

It's a bit of a road movie lonely.

However, this hotel is not a deserted roadside motel, and its lobby is not small, and the decoration is slightly old, but it is also magnificent.

It can be seen that the "spaciousness" of the early years.

Even if it's just a building, it shouldn't be small.

Tiamat will not be released unless necessary.

Its size is inconvenient in a building like a building, and this is a survival task, which will inevitably encounter all kinds of dangers.

One more "person" means one more target.

Tiamat's current strength did not play any decisive role in Xia Yanzhen, so if it was not necessary, do not increase the entity.

Summoning it is troublesome.

In this mission, Tiamat should not have a chance to play.

After the update of God's Dream, it seems to be more benign and humane than the last time.

And in the lobby, because it is against the killing scene, the atmosphere is very bad.

The battle between the bald fat man known as "Kim" and an apostle of dreams is likely to break out on the spot.

Others have no intention of stopping it.

The two were also eager to test each other's strength.

"When—"

Just then, a bell rang.

Xia Yanzhen turned his head and saw a classic floor clock ringing in the corner of the lobby.

The upper hand points to seven o'clock.

The bell rang seven times, representing seven o'clock in the evening.

"Wait a minute." The woman in the Old Dream Apostle spoke, her appearance ordinary, but her voice was very beautiful.

"I suspect that this mission is quite special, after listening to me, if you still want to fight, it's not too late to do it." The woman said, her voice having a special magical power.

It gives people a sunny meadow, a spring breeze, a happy mood, and a sense of wanting to relax.

Let the solemn atmosphere of the scene dissipate.

"What do you mean by the special mission?" Someone asked.

"This is a confrontational killing scenario, and in general, our missions will be different and have a certain confrontational nature. But my mission is to survive in the hotel, and unless one of you is tasked with killing me or anyone else, it's basically non-confrontational. "So I guess there are two scenarios for this mission—

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"One, the task of all of us is the same, to survive, but instead we are given a confrontational killing scene, let's kill each other to increase the difficulty."

"Second, it is asymmetrical confrontation, and some people's task is not to live, but to kill.

"But I don't think the second scenario is very likely. There is a high probability that the hotel itself is dangerous, and this task is too difficult for someone who wants to kill unless someone is particularly strong. ”

The woman's words made a lot of sense.

The two Old Dream Apostles immediately spoke: "My mission is also to survive, and it is seven days. ”

"Me too."

"My mission is to survive for seven days." The Mrs. Jones also spoke.

The rest, including the Kim, also said that their mission was to survive for seven days, and there was a restriction that they should not leave the hotel.

"Same."

Xia Yanzhen said casually,

The survival mission plus the confrontation and killing scenes are quite interesting.

And there should be no team here, it is not stated in the information.

Four "lone wolves", plus five newcomers.

"Since everyone is on a survival mission, even if it is against the killing scene, we also have a certain basis for cooperation, and we must have at least one name for each other, my name is 'Liu Yu'." The woman said.

"Qin Feng." "Wang Defa."

The rest also introduced themselves.

"Eleven." Xia Yanzhen omitted his surname and directly put on the number "11".

Because he was the last one to say it, and he didn't let the newcomers do the same.

Five "newcomers".

Bald chubby man, golden.

Mrs. Jones and Kim are old acquaintances, and Kim seems to be a little jealous of her.

A not-so-black black man named Douglas.

There are two left, one and the United States, and one Richard.

Coming from different regional cultures, trapped in a hotel, battling killing scenes, and a seven-day survival mission that you don't know if it's true or not.

All the elements come alive.

Take a video camera and shoot a movie directly.

"My proposal is, we don't go anywhere else." "It's best to stay here and spend seven days together." ”

The rewards of 10 Dream Stones (Small) and 1 Dream Stone (Medium) are also okay.

In the main mission scenario, the probability of getting a benefit from the task is generally not high - or extremely difficult.

There's no need to get sideways.

"I agree." Qin Feng said.

"I'm afraid not." Mrs. Jones was against it.

"Oh?" Liu Yu looked at her.

Mrs. Jones smiled slightly, took two steps back, picked up a piece of cardboard paper on the service desk, shook it, and said, "Look at this." ”

A few people walked over.

Mrs. Jones handed it over, and everyone circulated it.

Soon, the thing was in Xia Yanzhen's hands.

Black on a red background, sandwiched together with two sheets of clear plastic, durable and not fading over time.

It reads-

Check-in Rules and Regulations for Guests (1)

1. Before 12 o'clock in the evening, please be sure to go back to your room to rest.

2. Only one person is allowed in each room.

3. Please do not leave the guest room until the bell rings at 7 o'clock in the morning, and if necessary, you can call the front desk staff.

4. The hotel service staff wore white shirts, dark red vests, and dark red pants.

5. When encountering non-service personnel, please do not communicate with them at will.

A piece of paper, five rules, is only part of the code.

After reading it, Xia Yanzhen handed it over to the next person.

After everyone had crossed over, Mrs. Jones asked. "Do you think we should follow the rules above?"

The crowd did not speak for a while.

"I think it's better to comply with it until the mice don't show up." Mrs. Jones continued.

"Where's the staff here?"

Kim said, walking to the front desk, where there was not even a bell for calling.

He walked simply to the back of the help desk, where there was an old computer.

And a whole bunch of messy clutter.

The crowd simply dispersed and searched for it in the lobby.

Xia Yanzhen saw a thing with newspapers and magazines, and he didn't know what it was called.

He walked by and picked up a newspaper, it was not a serious newspaper, it was full of information advertising tourism.

The headline on the front page was a big deal for the zoo's opening.

Spent a lot of space blowing up the zoo.

The key is that this newspaper doesn't have a date, and Xia Yanzhen didn't see the date even after looking through it, so he didn't know when it was.

Those magazines were movie magazines.

Xia Yanzhen looked at it casually, there was only the issue number, and there was no specific time.

He didn't know the movies and stars at all.

Wang Defa came over to take a look, and also shook his head, saying that he didn't know all the movies and stars above.

No more useful information was found, and everyone walked towards the help desk.

Kim has turned on the computer, but requires a password.

"Does anyone know this?" Kim asked.

"I'll try." Douglas, a black man, said.

"Will you?" Kim looked disdainful.

Douglas was about to walk past when he stopped, looked at Kim, and showed an unhappy expression.

"What? Do you think I'm discriminating against you? Black person. Kim provoked on the spot.

Douglaston was furious, and suddenly there was a flash of lightning on his body, and he pounced on Kim.

"Hah!"

Kim laughed out loud and threw a punch at Douglas.

Douglas was hit by King and flew upside down and smashed to the ground, his chin tilted to the side, blood pouring out of his mouth.

Kim kept his punch stance, and his right fist was scorched black.

"Ahh

After a few seconds, he was relieved of his paralysis, screamed, crossed the front desk, scooped up a couch, and smashed it on Douglas.

The couch rested on Douglas's head.

"You want to die too?" Jin looked at Xia Yanzhen, who was blocking the sofa, paused, and after confirming his identity, he insulted accurately, "Yellow-skinned monkey." ”

"Tsk, the dream realm of the gods will be 'lively' in the future." Xia Yanzhen's eyes narrowed and he threw the sofa aside.

"Oh, that's good."

Jin lost the sofa, laughed fiercely, and slammed his fist into Xia Yanzhen's face.

In the next breath, he dodged to the side with a nimble that did not fit his figure, avoiding the sudden appearance of the Bloody Halberd.

Xia Yanzhen grabbed the Bloody Spear Halberd and swept from a straight stab to a sweep.

This time Jin didn't dodge, and blocked with his hands in front of him.

The moment the two touched, the defense collapsed, and Jin flew out upside down and slammed into the wall of the lobby.

Before he could land, Xia Yanzhen stabbed him with a halberd and nailed him to the wall.

"Ahhh

Blood flowed out and dripped to the ground, and Jin let out an angry roar, grabbing the blade of the gun with both hands, trying to pull the bloody halberd out of his body.

This scene made Mrs. Jones thoughtful.

The Kim she knew was a bloodless humanoid monster.

Even in the face of ordinary firearms and bullets, at most they will be hit with some blood marks.

And Kim's fist is called "cannonball".

Exaggeration is a little exaggerated, but it can also show how heavy the fist is.

That Douglas, Mrs. Jones didn't know.

The flickering arc illustrates his ability, and Kim's fist is estimated to have been paralyzed by an electric current before it touches Douglas.

However, with the little strength left, Kim also punched Douglas half-crippled.

Jones had no doubt that Douglas's jaw was already crushed.

Of course, Kim himself is not very comfortable.

He was paralyzed for a while, and his right fist became charred. But this injury can't actually affect how much Jin's combat effectiveness is.

Without this strong strength, how could Jin become the underground king of Jiacheng?

However, now he has been nailed to the wall.

Even, blood is constantly shedding.

The strength of this "dream apostle" can be seen.

Mrs. Jones, thoughtful, had a solemn expression at first, and then a flash of frenzy and excitement.

The stronger the Dream Apostle, the more it can illustrate the dream of God, which is an unprecedented opportunity!

It opens the door to a wider world.

Mrs. Jones believes that in addition to her, there are probably many old friends who also have such opportunities.

The world, which has been quiet for many years, is about to make waves again.

The struggle of the old king, the rise of the new king, the new order.

In Mrs. Jones's eyes, it was as if she had seen the future of the great controversy!