Because the second brother "Ke Xiaomo" went home, he still paid special attention to him for some reason, so even when he was alone in the room, Ke Mingye did not dare to act rashly, lest he inadvertently leak any information that was unfavorable to him.

After all, according to the information given by the system, the second brother "Ke Xiaomo" is not only a superhuman with A+ combat power, but also a ninja profession that is good at gathering intelligence and reconnoitring the enemy, not to mention the very buggy ability of "escaping into the shadows", which is almost impossible to prevent.

Ke Mingye knew that as long as Ke Xiaomo was at home one day, in the dead of night, there might be a pair of eyes observing him in a certain shadow in the room at any time—under the wardrobe, the shadow of the lamp dragging on the tabletop, or even in the back reflected on the bed board behind him......

Just imagining the picture in his mind, Ke Mingye couldn't help but feel numb in his scalp, let alone experience it himself, so he secretly decided not to stay up late this summer vacation.

Anyway, there was nothing to do tonight, and Ke Mingye went to bed early after washing up.

There was no word all night.

When Ke Mingye opened his eyes again, he yawned softly, and looked at the clock on the wall through the hazy morning light cast from the window, it was already six o'clock in the morning.

I don't know if anything happened last night, but I slept soundly anyway.

The ancients had the saying of "severed head rice", but he had already slept with the severed head, and he should be content, and how miserable it would be later.

The things that greeted him were different from yesterday, and at this time, Ke Mingye could see that there was an extra "mailbox icon" in the upper right corner of the field of vision.

Ke Mingye raised his eyebrows, took a sip while picking up the cup, picked up the book next to the bed, pretended to flip through the book, and tried to click on the icon with his finger.

The moment my fingertips touched the icon, a cold "ding" sounded in my ears, and then one email after another popped up.

[Notification Email 1: "Daily Missions", "Player Panel", "Player Shop", "Communication Function", "Dungeon Illustrated" and other functions are available all day today - every city in the world is scattered with randomly generated dungeons, and the number of dungeon challenges per day is limited to 2, so please actively look for dungeons scattered around the city. 】

[So far, the progress of the dungeon strategy in Huanjing City is: (0/100) - no dungeon has been breached. 】

"Is there a hundred copies of every city? Isn't it much more efficient for players with a spawn in a smaller city to find quests than players in a larger city? ”

"Or maybe there are more copies in big cities than in small cities......"

Ke Mingye thought for a moment, and his finger swiped over the email.

At the same time, six new icons spawned in the upper right corner of his field of vision, next to the "mail icon", in a vertical row.

He glanced at it, and a line of tiny text appeared next to the six icons, introducing the functions that these icons represented, namely "Mall", "Bag", "Personal Panel", "Taskbar", "Quest Card Illustrated/Quest Detector", and "Communication List".

With the icon, a second email unfolded in his eyes.

[Notification email 2: "Halloween dungeon" is announced in advance, on October 31 this year, you can go to the "Huanjing Happy Valley" amusement park in Huanjing City to open the dungeon. 】

[Note: This email will only be received by players who are in the "China Ring City."] 】

Ke Mingye was reading the second email, and suddenly a strange music sounded in his ears.

He raised an eyebrow, remembering that he had heard the song "Thriller" by "Michael Jackson" and could indeed be seen as "Halloween" symbolic music.

"Halloween dungeon, it must have been designed to be very festive...... When I hear it, it's very underworld. Ke Mingye thought, "But the copy that was opened in four months is now starting to preview, I'm afraid that we will miss the surprise you prepared if we have a bad memory, right?" ”

Thinking so, he swiped through the email with a blank face, but he didn't expect another one in the same format.

[Notification email 3: The "Spring Festival Copy" is announced in advance, and on January 25 next year, you can open the copy by going to the "Winter City Avenue" in Huanjing City. 】

"Okay, well, it's all announced that it will be next year. If I can survive this summer vacation, I should burn incense and worship the Buddha, maybe by this time next year, my grave grass will be as tall as mine. ”

Ke Mingye muttered inwardly, put the cup on the bedside table, and ran his finger over the mail.

As the contents of the next email came into view, his face changed slightly.

[Notification Email 4 - Obituary: Yesterday night, players with a spawn in New York, USA, "Wilmer Hogg" and "Sean Cameron", were captured by the S-class executive of the Anomaly Control Bureau, "Ke Yinzhi", and abused to death.

Before dying, the two players committed some shameful acts: they confessed all known information about the "player".

At present, the Anomaly Control Bureau has passed this information on to the "Extradimensional Control Bureau" organization that specializes in the affairs of traversers, and the concept of "player" will gradually spread among the transhuman forces in the future, and they will also know that the mission of the "player" is to "exterminate the superhuman".

Players who are still alive must be careful of the interrogation of these two organizations, and avoid arousing the suspicion of the superhumans around them. 】

[Current number of players surviving: 97/100]

Ke Mingye was stunned.

"It's not...... You two Yankees are going to die, and you have to pit your teammates before you leave, I think our undercover work is not difficult enough to do, right? He thought.

He originally thought that the script of this game was: if everyone is not strong enough, they will take care of it first, and if it is a big deal, they will endure it for some days, and wait until the day when they rely on the game system to develop, and then suddenly burst out and turn the world upside down.

As a result, reality immediately slapped him hard, and the key is that this slap also had a critical hit effect, damaging X2.

Yes, he didn't expect that it was only the fourth day, and three of the players had already died violently - two of the Yankees died when they died, and they were even two or five boys before they died.

You both confessed the word "player", so what a fart, who knows what means the extradimensional supervision bureau set up specifically for "traversers" will use to pull us out of the crowd......

"Damn, I'm already in hell, you still have to put another handful of oil on my hell start, I don't think the fire is burning enough, you want me to ascend to heaven directly, right......?"

Ke Mingye tried his best to remain calm and took a deep breath.

On the one hand, he sighed that his teammates are really good at pigs, and he is living well in such a severe environment, don't these two Yankees have any actor cells?

On the other hand, he felt in his heart that the efficiency of this anomaly control bureau was too high, what did those two players do to be targeted?

Thinking of this, Ke Mingye glanced at the email again, only to realize that he had overlooked the name of a person - the so-called "S-class executive of the Anomaly Control Bureau" who caught two players in the system email.

The name of this executive is called:

- "Ke Yinzhi".