"Shen Yuan?" Xiao Tangqiu repeated the name blankly, his mind bewildered. Wasn't it Meng Xinghe? How could it be Shen Yuan? Could it really be that they weren't the same person? Had he really recognized the wrong person?
But...that was obviously Meng Xinghe!
He and Meng Xinghe grew up together, so how could he mistake Meng Xinghe? Their looks, their eyes... they were exactly the same! Even the teardrop mole under their left eye was the same!
But if that person is Meng Xinghe, why pretend not to know him?
Xiao Tangqiu's heart sank, and he didn't think Shen Yuan was acting just now. The look in Shen Yuan's eyes when he looked at him was very unfamiliar, as unfamiliar as if he was looking at someone he met for the first time. That was a look that Meng Xinghe would never show him.
Could it be that Meng Xinghe has lost his memory? ...After all, Meng Xinghe was in a car accident! Could it be that Meng Xinghe didn't die after the car accident, but instead ended up here by accident?
Xiao Tangqiu's heart, which had sunk to the bottom, finally started beating again. He subconsciously looked at Su Manluo beside him and opened his mouth to ask something, but the words were swallowed back when they reached his lips.
"Qiuqiu, did you recognize the wrong person?" Tang Mianmian asked doubtfully.
Xiao Tangqiu was silent for a moment: "Maybe... Is Shen Yuan really that powerful?"
Su Manluo smiled and took out a cigarette from her pocket: "You don't mind if I smoke, right?"
Xiao Tangqiu and Tang Mianmian shook their heads at the same time.
"Some say Shen Yuan is the strongest in Abyss City, but that's just one opinion," Su Manluo said, cigarette in hand. "There are different opinions about who is the strongest, and perhaps only they themselves know the answer... In Abyss City, strength is everything. The gap between the weak and the strong is as vast as the sun and the moon, which ants can only look up to."
Xiao Tangqiu couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you a strong person in Area A? Isn't Area A second only to Area S?"
Su Manluo sneered, "It seems like there's only one level difference between Area A and Area S, but in reality, the difference is enormous. Let me tell you, to enter Area D you need 1,000 points, to enter Area C you need 5,000 points, to enter Area B you need 10,000 points, to enter Area A you need 50,000 points... and to enter Area S you need 100,000 points."
One hundred thousand points?!
Xiao Tangqiu subconsciously calculated that they earned 500 points for completing a D-level mission... 100,000 points, wouldn't that mean they would have to complete 200 D-level missions?!
Looking at the stunned expressions of Xiao Tangqiu and Tang Mianmian, Su Manluo exhaled a puff of smoke and said calmly, "Do you understand? Those who can enter the S area are all strong warriors who have experienced hundreds of battles. We are far behind them. If you want to know their specific strength, you must become a strong man like them yourself."
Xiao Tangqiu hesitated for a moment and asked again: "Then do you know... how long Shen Yuan has been in the Abyss City?" If it is exactly seven years, then it matches!
However, Su Manluo shook her head: "No one knows, but many people guess that he is a first-generation player... Anyway, he came much earlier than me."
"First-generation players?" Tang Mianmian asked curiously.
"He was one of the first players to come to this world," Su Manluo puffed out smoke, "It is said that... all the other first-generation players died, leaving only him."
Xiao Tangqiu and Tang Mianmian both gasped. Although they had long felt the cruelty of this world, Su Manluo's words made them feel even colder.
"Be prepared, the death rate here is very high. The friend you were chatting and laughing with yesterday might die in this dungeon today," Su Manluo smiled. "Cherish your friends, because this might be the last time you see them."
Xiao Tangqiu's heart sank, but he heard Su Manluo burst into laughter: "Here we are, newbies, welcome to the Novice Village!"
Xiao Tangqiu and Tang Mianmian looked up, only to see row after row of dilapidated houses in front of them. Those houses looked like dilapidated houses in the slums, with falling bricks and tiles and covered in dust. The streets were dirty and messy with sewage flowing everywhere. Some people in ragged clothes were walking on the streets with numb expressions, as if they had come to a slum.
Tang Mianmian was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help asking Su Manluo: "You didn't take us the wrong way, did you?"
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