MMB Chapter 11 Central Camp
Chapter 11 Central Camp
"Kakaka-"
It is the sound of cracking. This is a rectangular object, and the sound comes from the inside of this object.
This rectangular object is like a coffin, but it is more like a huge and regular block of ice, which vaguely reveals a faint outline inside, which is a figure.
This is the central camp, the place between chaos and order, the most law-abiding place in the game, and the freest paradise.
In contrast to the other three camps with restrictions, the central camp does not even have the most basic rules.So no matter what you do here is allowed, even law enforcement officials have no right to decide whether you are right or wrong.
It is precisely because of this that the central camp is not even as prosperous as the high-level camp—even if the number of players in the high-level camp is rare, it is the smallest number of all players.The entire central territory is not a camp, there is only one street here.
Although there is only one street here, many players who do not participate in the game gather here, most of them are intermediate players and advanced players.In the central camp, no one can hide their game level, everything is subtitled on it.
It is precisely because of this that low-level players have disappeared here, not only because they have the protection of low-level players, but also because they are at the bottom of the food chain.
This is a Japanese-style cottage at the end of the long street, with two floors.The ice coffin was piled up with a bunch of things in the messy room, which looked like a utility room.
When Nan Huaping broke through the ice coffin and opened her eyes again, No. [-] was staring at her.
On the mouth of No. [-], there is a mouth guard against large dogs. There are rusty iron rings and leather buckles on it, and there are also rivet buckles dotted with it, which has a different sense of confinement.
Granny No. [-]'s long gray hair drooped down, and she held up a notebook, on which she wrote on an open page: [How do you feel when you wake up? 】
Nan Huaping looked at the paper, sat up, rubbed his brows, and asked, "Can't talk again?"
No. [-] made a [speaking silence] gesture at her and nodded.
The movement of number two's hand didn't stop, the book turned a page, and it was filled with words.
[Turning around dolls cannot be recovered, the dungeon was about to be closed when I arrived.It is estimated that it will be demoted to form a new low-level copy. 】
[The crow has already passed the promotion assessment copy of the low-level field, and there is a mobile copy before the timeline, there is no limit, you can go in by yourself.Crow will go to this copy, she will be there in a while. 】
After reading the words in the notebook, Nan Huaping asked, "Can mirrors be repaired?"
No. [-] nodded, and turned the page forward in the book, on which was the question again: 【How do you feel when you wake up? 】
Nan Huaping said: "I'm fine. You're actually much cuter than her, why don't you come out more often? I'll change clothes first, you go out first."
She was wearing the same white dress as the turned puppet, slightly stained with blood.
It's not hers.
Turn-around dolls are genderless, and Nan Huaping can even disguise the doll as a male—the doll’s face has no distinctive features, it’s just a matter of changing the hairstyle.The doll dressed as a woman can only be regarded as handsome, and the face is completely unopened. The appearance of a female high school student——Nan Huaping has always been suspicious of whether the ghost boss is a pedophile.
The puppet is shorter than Nan Huaping herself, and she has never been used to this kind of perspective.Wearing a white dress is just for the convenience of covering up the rose mark...
Her appearance doesn't match "Qixiu" at all. As for her name...she doesn't care if other people know about it.
No. [-] was obviously not satisfied with Nan Huaping's words. After gesturing for a long time, Nan Huaping forcibly threw him out of this utility room.
After losing number two, he opened his mouth and said, "LUCKY."
[Fortunately. 】
Nan Huaping: "Go back to the space and remind me in 10 minutes."
【OK. 】
Number two was thrown out by Nanhuaping, and walked down the stairs alone.Forget it, the crow is coming anyway...
Just let them figure it out on their own, and it's none of her business.Number two squatted on the stairs, frowning slightly.
She didn't know why Nan Huaping was so obsessed with such a dungeon... It was about Nan Huaping and the game, she didn't need to know.It would be dangerous to know too much, especially in the matter of Nan Huaping's competition with the game, the less she knew, the better.
No. [-] turned his head, there was a glass window for lighting beside the stairs, outside the window was a gray but bright sky, the sky in the central camp had always been the same, No. [-] didn't like this kind of sky.
The central camp has not been peaceful recently, and number two is thinking about crows.
There is a leader of a large group in the high-level field-an old player of the high-level field recently died in the game.Establishing your own organization in the game is one of the rules allowed by the game.After the old player dies, it stands to reason that what he left should be inherited by his successor, but the new successor seems to be unconvincing.
The old player had a decent house in the central camp, just down the street.Although separated by a certain distance, it is annoying to make noise every day.
But she has no reason to interfere with this matter, even though she is a member of the Law Enforcement Officer with a high serial number, she has no right to interfere.
Annoyed, Number Two looked out the window at the gray sky.
The refresh point at the central camp is at the end. I hope those noisy people don’t run into crows. Crows don’t have such a good temper. If they do, number two thinks...
...Although it will be troublesome, it is really unlucky.
The Hound stood up from the stairs, went down, and opened the Japanese-style sliding door.The sky outside has been gray all the time.
A tall woman stood outside the paper sliding door. The woman was wearing a light gray robe. This color could not cover up the blood stains on it.
The crow seemed to be no exception. The hound opened the door for her by such a coincidence. She stared at the hound's eyes, as if trying to discern any difference, but after all, she couldn't see any difference.
The crow asked, "Is it Number Two or the Hound?"
"It's me." The hound said, "Number Two's intuition has always been very sensitive."
"It's you, won't she come out on the [-]nd?"
The crow asked, while entering the house, took off his bloody gray coat, and threw it away. The gray coat was not thrown on the wooden floor, but disappeared.
"Actually, both she and I are alone." The hound said suddenly, "So it doesn't matter which one takes up the body. I also want to help Sister Nan fix the mirror."
"Did you have a conflict with others?" The hound smiled, and suddenly raised his hand, gently stroked the crow's cheek with his fingers, and wiped it carefully.
Such sudden tenderness made the crow subconsciously get goosebumps all over her body. She subconsciously stepped back to avoid the hound's movement, but she still didn't move.
The Hound wiped a little bit of blood off her face, and seemed to put his fingertips on the edge of the muzzle very seriously.Even through the muzzle, she was thirsting for blood.
"You all know that number two was never me, and I was never her—" the hound wiped the blood on his face, and his tone suddenly became cold.
"We can't even tell who took whose body—"
"Don't be like this." With the inexplicable and sudden emotions of the hound, the crow lowered her voice. She looked at the hound and said, "There are many things that number two may not be clear about, but you always know it."
"Solve your own problems by yourself," Crow said.
"The smell of blood on your body is very strong. Neither she nor I like it very much. I remember you don't like it either." The hound said: "Number two guessed that you would bump into those people, don't you need to deal with it?"
"She has always been very accurate in her calculations, and the timeline is almost too late. Is Miss Nan on the second floor?" Crow asked.
"It's on the second floor, it should be from the space. How is the low-level field player who asked you to inquire before?" the hound asked, smelling the familiar smell of blood, she suddenly had the urge to unhook her mouth.
But she can't, it's not just restrictions and shackles, it's also a kind of protection.
"I can't find it." Crow said: "And being able to directly fight against Sister Nan's reincarnated puppet, I don't think this is the level that low-level players should want. I know how much they have. Or a copy, there is no such a person."
"I think there is a possibility that she is a new player who has just been pulled into the game." The crow continued, walking to the second floor with the hound.
"Back then, you and No. [-]," Crow seemed to think of some unpleasant memories, "It's not uncommon for a rookie with potential and talent not to turn on the rookie protection mode or the low-end player protection mode, and to participate in the novice tutorial."
"Following this line of thinking, even though the low-level player base is large, she can enter the camp with at most one more game. Call Hao Yun, right?" Crow continued.
"Will you continue to investigate? Sister Nan said that she is very suitable to be my new material." The hound asked with a smile.
"No." The crow resolutely refused, she looked into the eyes of the hound.
The Hound's eyes are the same light gray as her hair color. This peculiar color is like a natural color, not a modified color contact lens or an acquired transformation. If I really want to use one word to describe it To describe it, it is "magnificent".
Crows don't really like the gray color, it doesn't cover up the blood, nor does it cover up a lot of other things.
"Sister Nan?" The hound knocked on the door, but did not open it.She will not be as reckless as number two. The two stood at the door and waited for about half a minute before the door opened.
Nan Huaping had already changed her clothes, and tied up all her loose hair. She wore a smiling red fox mask on her head, which didn't match her smart clothes.
"Do you know the information about the new mobile dungeon?" Nan Huaping asked.
The crow replied: "It's clear, this dungeon has no restrictions on you, or this dungeon is specially prepared for you by the game—"
If you really want to go for that streaming copy.
"Something happened in that dungeon, a long, long time ago." Nan Huaping said, "I have to find out, what did I forget?"
"I didn't find the newcomer you mentioned, sorry." Crow said silently, "She may be the same as number six."
"The ranking of law enforcement officials is always only ten, which is determined by the game. You don't have to be afraid of it being replaced." Nan Huaping said: "The promotion copy has been cleared?"
"Well." Crow said: "I don't plan to stay in the low-level field anymore, I have been there for a long time."
The hunting dog said: "The timeline is getting late, go and execute a new copy of the game. Before you go to the Valentine's Day copy, I will repair that mirror."
"It would be much easier for me if you would tell me where the other pair are."
"Hound, it's not necessary." Nan Huaping said, "Let's go."
"I wish you good luck." The hound said, "I also wish me good luck."
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