I became a loophole in the world

Outside the copy, the entrance to the copy that looked like a whirlpool of white light has been surrounded by officials and blocked.

The entire haunted house has been officially blocked and taken over.

As for the official staff and boss of the haunted house, they can only watch and cry without tears.

The combat dungeon is no better than the entertainment dungeon. It is not only dangerous, but also has high customs clearance income, so naturally it will not be controlled by civilian forces.

It's just the boss of the haunted house.

So much money was spent on land reclamation. It just opened today, and the investment hasn’t been recovered yet.

"God damn it, if you let me know what's going on, who did it, I won't share the heavens..."

The boss of the haunted house was itchy.

On the side, a soldier came over and said, "Follow me."

The owner of the haunted house hurriedly followed and said with a smile: "Um, little brother, I will compensate..."

The young soldier said casually: "Indispensable."

The owner of the haunted house breathed a sigh of relief.

Hope to be able to echo the blood, otherwise it will be bankrupt.

These days, the copy is really not something that ordinary rich people can play. After all, it is just such an entertainment copy. It has already spent more than one billion after opening up wasteland. Although the tickets have been recovered more than 100 million today, this is only the first day of opening. , The ticket revenue will not be so much in the future.

Now that the copy is gone, it can't be recovered.

In this way, we can only count on official compensation, not asking for more, just asking for no loss.

Battle copy...

If you can hold it in your hands, it will make a lot of money.

It's a pity that this time the turmoil is too much to cover up, and in this case, it is impossible to hide the mutant battle copy.

For a while, the owner of the haunted house was full of regret and heartache.

the other side.

The entrance to the copy.

A group of sixty-four young men in Taoist gowns sat down around the entrance of the instance.

There are eight people in one group, for a total of eight groups.

Every time a formation is formed, a series of formations form a large formation of 64 people.

Array patterns appeared on the ground, connected together, completely natural and magnificent.

After the formation, the center is the entrance of the instance.

And then the door opened.

"ready."

The sixty-four people all heard the voice of command: "Eight Gate Dunjia Formation, open!"

The eight members immediately changed their handprints and shouted in unison: "Open!"

next moment.

A complete pattern appeared above the entrance of the copy.

The array pattern slowly rotates, clearly intangible, but there is a crisp sound of "kakaka".

The eyes are now.

The formation pattern under the sixty-four people and the formation eyes on the entrance of the copy complemented each other, one up and down, echoing each other and blending into one.

Immediately afterwards, the sixty-four people were printed again.

"Shengmen, open!"

"Shengmen, open!"

"Shengmen, open!"

"Shengmen, open!"

"Shengmen, open!"

"Shengmen, open!"

"Shengmen, open!"

"..."

A group of eight people, and above the heads of each group of eight people, a spiritual door appeared out of thin air.

The spiritual door trembled slightly, and then stabilized.

Outside the big array.

The commander looked calm when he saw this, and said: "The Logistics Department pays attention to supplementing the spiritual power of those who maintain the formation and accepting those who come out of the copy."

Logistics Department: "Received!"

The commander continued: "Reclamation team, get started."

Wasteland Reclamation Team: "Received."

Someone jumped into the spiritual gate at will.

Someone flashed in with a sword.

Someone rode in with the roar of a locomotive.

Someone laughed and pretended to enter.

…

Eight people entered the eight light gates.

These eight people can become wasteland pioneers of the Special Operations Department and enter the combat dungeon alone to open up wasteland. Their strength is naturally good, and there is definitely a lot of wasteland development experience.

in short.

The eight people who entered were all big brothers in the eyes of ordinary special forces members.

As for the image in the eyes of ordinary people, it is more powerful and mysterious.

After everything went into the proper order and set up properly, the commander turned and left and went to the war room.

A big black truck stopped.

The truck deformed and swelled, forming a war room on the spot in a blink of an eye.

In the combat room, many people have gathered and seated themselves.

On the main seat, a middle-aged man with no anger and prestige sat there, glanced at the conductor who walked in, and said solemnly: "How is the arrangement?"

The commander quickly said: "The wasteland reclamation team has successfully entered, and the combat goal is to save people."

The middle-aged minister nodded and said: "Old Zhao, count civilian casualties."

On the side, a real uncle with his feet on the table, very casual, sits lazily, and lazily said: "biubiu."

In the air, a virtual little girl appeared and smiled: "Yes, good noon, Dad."

The sloppy uncle yawned and said, "Good noon, see how many people died in the copy."

The virtual little girl swiped her hands, and a lot of virtual information and virtual images appeared in front of everyone, saying: "Connecting to the official database of the haunted house replica...Connecting to the replica forum...Searching for data..."

"Preliminary statistics completed..."

"It is known that a total of 13,562 people have entered the Haunted House dungeon. The current number of parallel dungeons is 1,689, the number of trapped is 5,167, and 134 people have been confirmed dead."

134 people.

This is already a minor accident.

The middle-aged minister sighed and said, "Collate the information of the deceased, record it, and use it for the logistics resurrection."

Some professions have resurrection skills, but the number of professionals with resurrection skills is very small, and the training costs are huge.

And the resurrection has many limitations, not as simple as it seems.

For example, the most intuitive point is that the stronger the person, the harder it is to resurrect.

Other restrictions include the permanent loss of a large number of attribute values ​​and lifespan for each resurrection. The same person can be resurrected up to two or three times. The resurrection consumes a lot of time. Only the dead within 24 hours can be resurrected...and so on.

In short, there are many restrictions. If not necessary, no one wants to die and then resurrect.

"Okay, it's recorded."

The virtual little girl winked playfully.

Uncle sloppy said: "Call up the picture of the wasteland team."

The virtual little girl said: "Okay, Dad."

Words fall.

Eight screens appear.

The screen comes from the live broadcast function of the dungeon system. The wasteland reclamation team turned on the live broadcast function after entering the dungeon.

The duplicate forum has also been blocked, so the live broadcast of the eight people can only be seen by the people present.

In the picture.

Eight people are looking for people, saving people, and collecting battle data by the way.

And the man who was flying with the sword was the first person to come into contact with the BOSS, which also allowed the people present to see some basic changes in the BOSS.

There is no doubt that the strength of BOSS is stronger.

"Mo Fei, this kid has become stronger again, in time, I'm afraid he will catch up with Jiang Ran."

The sloppy uncle smiled and spoke.

The others were also very relieved to see this.

The eight pioneers all have potential and strength.

And the one that attracted their attention most was Jian Xiu Mo Fei.

Because of the eight people, Mo Fei has the strongest strength, the highest character level and professional level, and is also the captain of this eight-person wasteland team.

In the rain.

Mo Fei stepped on Feijian, very fast.

Below, five people are being beaten up by the boss, and are at risk.

On this occasion, Mo Fei fell with a decisive sword, repelled the BOSS, and said to the five people aside without looking back: "Go back to the guillotine, the copy exit has been opened there."

The BOSS roared and struck again.

The five got up and ran without hesitation.

And Mo Fei faced the BOSS, fighting and retreating all the way.

An accident came.

I thought the boss would not chase after leaving the palace, but I didn't expect that the boss would still be chasing.

This is troublesome.

The BOSS after the dungeon mutation is unexpectedly powerful and troublesome.

but…

War intent appeared in Mo Fei's eyes, but after a pause, he suppressed it.

It’s important to save people, and it’s not too late to fight after the boss.

in this way.

Mo Fei resisted the BOSS all the way, protecting the five people back to the guillotine.

In the war room, everyone nodded when they saw this.

Very sober, knowing the severity.

At this moment, the middle-aged minister stared at him and said, "Huh?"

The people on the side glanced at the other pictures, and their eyes stayed on a certain picture.

In that picture, the boss was beaten and flew out.

Who is in it?

The middle-aged minister stood up suddenly and frowned...