Ch72 – Just be a Gentleman on the Beam

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Zong Jiu, “…”

He felt that Zhuge An was really a dog-headed military strategist. 

He could even propose sneaking into No.  1’s room to steal a flower.

However, Zhuge glanced at him indifferently, and the reasons listed were sufficient and well-founded.

 

 

“First, that’s a special prop that No.
1 almost always carries with him in his suit pocket, and it was where it was supposed to be the last time you saw him.”

Zong Jiu tried to recall. 

Indeed, last time the Devil changed into a white shirt, black vest, and bow tie and perfectly blended into the bartender’s ranks.
Under the dim and ambiguous bar lighting, the still-dewy rose on his chest bloomed.

 

At that time, Zong Jiu thought that this was some unknown hobby No.
1 had.
He never thought that the rose might, after three rounds, get given out by him only to return to the original owner’s hand.

“Second, it can be concluded from the first that No.
1 will not place it into the system space.

“Third, the topic’s content and follow-up direction should be under No.
1’s control.
He will probably wait for you to come to his door to find him.
At this time, if you take an unusual path and attack at an angle as a gentleman on the beam, you might even catch him off guard.”

 

Zong Jiu said quietly, “You can give me back that drop of blood, I’ll just give you another drop.”

“If you came a moment earlier, you might still get it.” Zhuge shook his head, “But you’re a moment too late, that drop of blood is gone.”

With a flick of the black-haired man’s fingertips, the All Purpose Key flew through the air into the white-haired youth’s chest.

 

“Although this is only a B-grade consumable prop, it is very rare.
There will be no second one in the infinite loop.
As long as you are careful enough, the success rate is very high.” 

At this point, there was really no more choice.
This method was better than asking the Devil face to face.

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Zong Jiu gave a “tsk” and put away the key a little irritably.

There were still three days left, there might be other solutions.

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The next morning, Xu Su brought back a message.

He took out a slightly shriveled and dehydrated apple from behind him, “Boss! Black Robed Azan said that he had one more apple left and had me to bring it to you.”

Then of course, when Zong Jiu attempted to submit this apple to the system, the latter showed that it refused to accept it.

[This item is a traded item, it is not given by trainees and cannot fulfill the order] 

As expected.

The white-haired youth frowned and put the apple back in Xu Su’s hand.

 

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“Take it back and thank him for me.”

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It was Zong Jiu who thought wrong before, but now that he had figured it out and verified his conjecture, it undoubtedly cut off another path.

On a closer look at the fruits he gave out in the Famine Village instance, the ones that were gifted were all eaten by the trainees.
On the contrary, there were still some leftovers that were sent out through transactions.
In hindsight, it really was that everything had payback.

So for the rest of the day, Zong Jiu acted as if nothing happened, going about his day as he would.
He even had the mood to go to the restaurant on the second floor for a stroll and picked up a few new clothes on the next floor along the way.

After entering B-rank, other permissions had not changed much, the system had always been generous in terms of quality of life.
Although the high-rank trainees were rather cold, they did not take the initiative to provoke him.
On the other hand, many newcomers and low-rank veterans showed friendly intentions. 

Because of the small changes during the King’s Game, several major forces began to pay attention to the Magician.

If the latter really wanted to establish his own power in the Thriller Trainee competition, it would undoubtedly dip into the portions of other powerhouses.

Among the trainees who had risen to B-rank and above, except for a few strong solo S-ranks, almost all of them were in organizations.

After all, the difficulty of the infinite loop instances was too great for lone rangers to survive and they could only rely on the large forces to form a team.
Although the large forces all collected membership fees, they would focus on cultivating potential survivors.
It was a conscientious and mutually beneficial relationship, and the survival rate for survivors was also greatly improved. 

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The Thriller Trainee competition had carried out two rounds, and the veterans at the B-rank broke their heads to squeeze their way into A-rank.
There were only 100 debut places in the end, and all those who couldn’t debut would undoubtedly be buried in this competition.

Fortunately, these places had almost been fixed.
After the various forces communicated, they all reached a preliminary agreement.
Even the veterans didn’t have enough placements, yet new people had come forward to snatch them.
Wasn’t this touching on fundamental interests?

However, the leading powers had yet to move.
Since the Night Clan had just sent a solicitation letter to the Magician not long ago, most of the other forces stayed put.

As for why there was such a surging trend recently. 

All because of that little note Zong Jiu found in the room.

High-rank trainees had the privilege of knowing some hints about the next instance in advance.
As the mainstay of the upper three levels, B-rank naturally also had this power.

Only two words were written on the note: collective instance.

Zong Jiu came to a sudden realization. 

The first solo show instance was said to be divided into thousands of sub-locations.
The second instance was divided into hundreds of locations.

Now it was the third instance’s turn and the system threw each rank directly into a collective instance.

 

There were nearly a thousand B-rank trainees.
If such a huge number was thrown into the collective instance, it was natural to imagine how difficult this instance would be.
And the lower the rank, the more difficult it would be because of the larger number of people.

No wonder Zhuge An asked him to raise his rank to B before the next instance began.
Thinking of this, he was afraid that the instance encountered by C-rank trainees was very dangerous. 

This time, the system was probably going to play for real and directly screen out a large number of people.

After the second night, Zong Jiu slowly went to the open-air bar again.

There was no way, if the task was not completed, he would be directly obliterated.

He deliberately chose the same position as the previous time and ordered another glass of whisky. 

When the bartender turned around, Zong Jiu felt regretful that he was just an ordinary system NPC.

“Thanks.”

The drink this time was much worse than the last time.

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The bartenders trained by the system assembly line were not as good as No.
1. 

Zong Jiu stared silently at the clear brown alcohol in his hand that refracted the light, and suddenly took the glass and drank it all.

The young man raised his head, and the slender arc of his neck almost gleamed white in the dim light.

The cold alcohol slid past his thin lips into his throat, dripped into the stomach, and burned like fire.
Everyone who saw this scene was dazzled.

Unfortunately, perhaps it was because of being drunk, the white-haired youth turned around and left the open-air bar after drinking this glass of alcohol and left the onlookers to chat. 

“Have you heard the rumors about the Magician that’s spread in the past couple of days?”

“I heard, if he builds up enough power, I’m very interested.”

“I don’t know if the Magician has completed the order in the last round of the king’s game the day before yesterday.”

“It should be completed, such a simple order, just go back to a friend and submit the order directly.” 

The night wind slowly brought these discussions over.

Zong Jiu, who pretended to have left but was actually acting as a thief and changed his clothes and put on a wig and sunglasses, “…”

 

Many trainees at the bar did not pay much attention to this strangely dressed person.

There were plenty of trainees dressed in strange clothes, and there were even people who like to walk around in doll clothes.
Just look at the way S-ranks dressed, it also spanned ancient to modern, and there were historical styles from various countries.
It was just that Zong Jiu’s white hair and pink eyes were too eye-catching before, otherwise he wouldn’t need to disguise himself. 

Zong Jiu went to the first floor of the trainee dormitory yesterday to buy wigs and clothes.

He carefully avoided other people’s eyes and ears and pretended to walk casually against the wall.

Just now Zong Jiu deliberately went to the bar, and actually left a card for the bartender.

“Please tell No.
1 for me that I will be waiting for him at the bar at twelve o’clock midnight.” 

If you were in a hurry to find a trainee, you could indeed use the system to communicate on your behalf.
After all, there were many trainees who would not bother to go out after returning from an instance.
Namely Zhuge An among them.

The Devil knew that Zong Jiu was going to find him, so there was a good chance that he would make an appointment.

It was just that he shouldn’t have thought that Zong Jiu would choose to directly infiltrate his lair.
The plan seemed simple and it was possible to succeed, but it mainly relied on luck.

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Zong Jiu squatted quietly by the wall, watching the minute hand get closer and closer to twelve o’clock. 

At 11:50, through the layered lights of the bar, he saw a vague shadow beside the bar.

Chance!

Zong Jiu held the key, and the moment the tip of the key touched the door, it disappeared like water foam.

[B-rank prop: All Purpose Key used] 

The heavy door was suddenly opened, revealing a dark gap.

Taking advantage of the darkness of the night, Zong Jiu stepped in and quietly closed the door behind him.

The last bit of light was extinguished, and the unbelievably large room fell into darkness again.

Black.
A blackness where he couldn’t even see his own hand in front of himself. 

There was no light source in the room, and heavy curtains and tapestries blocked the moonlight.

If Zhuge An’s dormitory was a minimalist style with the three colors of black, white and gray, then No.
1 room was extremely cold and discomforting.
The Weeping Virgin stood on the left-hand side of the entrance to the room and every corner was filled with disturbing elements.

 

He only had fifteen minutes.

If the Devil discovered after a long time that he hadn’t come to the appointment, he would definitely detect something was wrong. 

Fortunately, Zong Jiu’s luck was really good.

In such a large room, he locked onto his target only three minutes after he started searching for the rose.

A black suit hung on a hanger not far away with a scarlet rose in its pocket, blooming against the dull background.

Zong Jiu’s eyes lit up and he stepped forward quickly, but halfway over, he realized a problem. 

In the silent and dark background, he heard a faint sound of water.

When do people take off their clothes?

The answer was about to come out.