The sixth copy
While Ma Shao and others were still waiting, Du Ming had already arrived at the most famous morning market street in Q City.
The scorching smell of fireworks, accompanied by the unique aroma of the morning market, greeted them. Someone couldn't resist the temptation and walked in without hesitation.
Although a large deposit is required to work in Q City, the overall prices are still cheap.
A bowl of soy milk and two baskets of steamed buns are only ten yuan, a large piece of smoked fish noodles is only eight yuan, and there are also those date cakes, sesame balls, special rice dumplings, etc. One hundred yuan is really enough to eat all you want here.
Du Ming ordered a bowl of salty tofu pudding, a serving of steamed dumplings, and a serving of two taels of rice noodles, then sat at a table outside the breakfast shop and listened to the people around him bragging and chatting.
The topic of discussion was actually the major events that happened in the game.
"It's been a very eventful time lately."
"That's right." One person took a bite of the bun and was almost burned by the soup inside. He blew on it several times before taking the next bite. "I heard that several copies have been destroyed recently."
The person sitting on his left said, "No way, where did you get the news?"
"It was sent by my cousin's aunt's nephew's wife's second uncle. Their family lives in Hope Primary School." Hope Primary School is a copy. It popped up when Du Ming was choosing the game before.
"They were taken over a few days ago. Those who were able to escape sought refuge with others, just like my relative did. Those who couldn't escape were either murdered or forced to do hard labor."
"Oh my god, this is so miserable!"
The man who spoke first sighed and said, "Yeah."
The people at the other table came over and asked, "What's going on?"
"You don't know?" The man repeated the news he had received, causing many people around him to be shocked.
Someone immediately asked, "That shouldn't affect us, right?"
The man being questioned had a distorted expression on his face for a moment, as if he didn't know how to start, but his expression had already betrayed him.
The topic ended here, and all the NPCs' faces showed sadness.
It is understandable that for the NPCs living in the dungeon, this is not only their workplace, but also another home.
Now that my home is facing destruction, I can’t be happy at all.
The older NPC patted a younger NPC on the shoulder and said comfortingly, "Perhaps that adult can withstand this crisis."
"How can we resist?" someone murmured, curling their lips. "I heard that some players in our dungeon can't leave."
"Can't get out?"
The man said, "Yeah..." If the incident hadn't happened right next to him, he might not have known it.
The NPC cryptically recounted what had happened around his home.
Du Ming was sitting on the side listening with shock. He never thought that he could hear such a secret while just having breakfast.
I can only say that it’s a good thing that the core of the copy was not mastered by those people, otherwise the people of the Brave Legion would be in danger of their lives.
He sat aside and listened to the general idea, secretly wrote down a few key points, and then left the breakfast shop.
Du Ming was not planning to go and check the situation immediately.
Not to mention how strange it is to hear such a secret just while having breakfast, even if it is true, those people will not do anything to the people of the Brave Legion in a short period of time. At most, they will just control them.
After all, if you really wanted to do it, you would have succeeded long ago.
With a plan in mind, Du Ming moved to another place.
At the end of the day, I didn't do anything serious and had no idea how anxious the other group was.
The man in black stood in the crowd, looking unhappy. He asked every person he caught, "You don't have any over there either?"
The arrested man timidly glanced at his boss and replied in a low voice: "No..."
Throwing the person aside, the man spat and spit out dirty words, "Damn, didn't they say Du Ming was coming in? How come there's no sign of him? He can't have been prostituted, right?"
The younger brothers didn't dare to say a word, but they were all very surprised.
This person must have come in, but where could the problem be?
The man in black cursed for a while longer, then glanced at the time and said, "Forget it. I don't believe he won't come and grab the dice if he wants to turn the tables. Okay, tell the people down there to quickly go back to their own areas and wait until they get the dice."
"Yes." Everyone was confident in this job and quickly took the order and left.
The same words appeared in many places, and Du Ming also found an open space to wait.
The dice are said to appear randomly, but it is not that there is no sign at all.
At five o'clock in the evening, three bright spots appeared on the horizon, and then spread out in all directions like fireworks in full view of everyone.
Du Ming took a look and rushed towards the one closest to him, as fast as a flash of lightning.
The dice didn't mean you could get something just by following it. Once it reached a certain area, it would suddenly vanish in mid-air, ultimately marking out a rough area.
When someone arrived, there were already quite a few people there. A rough count showed there were no fewer than ten.
There were definitely traitors among them, but they couldn't all be on the other side. The more unnatural the behavior, the more suspicious it would be.
Therefore, Du Ming leisurely joined the search team.
Before coming, he received a piece of information from Hu Ying, which was roughly related to the search for dice.
It is said that dice like dark and humid places...Du Ming turned around and walked towards the crowded place.
If the other party wants to lure him into a trap, they will always find him first. He just needs to hide in the crowd and grab the things without attracting attention.
As Du Ming expected, about ten minutes later, someone found the dice in the wishing pool beside the fountain.
The twelve-sided dice gleamed brightly in the sunlight. The man simply waved it in the light, and someone immediately made a move.
An almost transparent fishing line hit the man's face directly, turned again before hitting his eyes, and caught the dice, then quickly flew back.
Just as it was about to disappear in front of everyone, it was cut in half by a small knife.
With a clatter, the dice fell to the ground, and everyone's eyes immediately looked over.
You don't have to think about it to know that it will be a fierce battle.
Du Ming hid in the dark, watching the group of people using various tricks to fight for the dice, and counting silently in his mind.
One, two, three... Two formed a group, three formed a group, and the remaining six were stragglers. He counted as he divided the men into teams, eventually zeroing in on those who had attacked the other players.
Obviously, the other party was not sure which one was Du Ming, so he just made a one-size-fits-all decision.
What a cruel method.
Du Ming sighed.
Finally, the show came to an end, and the dice was held in the hands of the person who found it at the beginning, surrounded by a group of injured and unable to move players.
He waved his hand, and three more people emerged from the shadows. A glance passed between the two sides, and the trio quickly controlled everyone present.
The man took the portrait out of his pocket and began to compare them one by one.
After checking the last one, he couldn't help but say gloomily: "There is not even one! It looks like it is not here. Let's retreat!" After that, he was ready to leave with the dice, but before leaving, his companion took out a few bombs from his pocket.
It seems that they don't intend to leave anyone alive.
Seeing that the fuse of the bomb was ignited and was about to be thrown into the crowd, Du Ming, who was hiding in the dark, leisurely took out the time stone from the player space.
He opened and closed his mouth and recited softly.
The surrounding space froze for a moment. When time resumed, the person holding the dice, ready to leave with his followers, suddenly realized that his hand had just taken the dice out of the wishing well.
“!”
“!!!”
Someone around seemed to sneer.
The scale of the 'My Territory, My Rules' dungeon is somewhat similar to 'You Are My Treasure' (the second dungeon), but the difference between the two is that the latter is a casual development type, while the former is more exciting.
Because in this instance, the dice game inevitably involves a struggle. However, fighting is a struggle, and few players will directly take the lives of others. Most players rely on their own abilities.
Therefore, players who dare to participate in the battle generally have some special skills.
The reason why this person was able to become the winner in the end was, firstly, because the other big players were focused on snatching the dice and depleting each other's strength; secondly, there was a trio helping him in secret.
But now...the situation has completely reversed.
The fishing line that was supposed to catch the dice went straight for the man's neck, and the three knives were also aimed at the vital parts. There were many other such tactics, and each one was truly lethal.
This forced the man to shout, "Save me!"
The other three also wanted to help, but unfortunately, their presence had already been exposed in the first battle. The foursome that had caused public outrage each had their own enemies, and they were all struggling to save themselves, let alone help their teammates.
A battle even more chaotic than the first one began, and the dice that was supposed to be fought over was forgotten in a corner.
Du Ming, wearing an invisibility cloak, walked amidst a mountain of swords and a hail of arrows. He bent down and picked up the dice.
He blew away the weeds stuck on the dice, feeling quite emotional.
What a good dice, yet no one wants it.
What a pity.
The battle ended with the death of the foursome, which was the price they paid for their cruelty.
At that time, Du Ming was in his little house, washing his hands and preparing to roll the dice. To make himself luckier, he also brought the lucky charm that Cassia gave him.
After the preliminary procedures were completed, he took the dice and threw it upwards.
The colorful dice rolled violently in the air for a few times before falling to the ground.
Ten o'clock.
Good luck, Du Ming couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
Then he saw the dice disappear, and a three-dimensional space map appeared under his feet, with the houses turning into small squares.
Anything that brightened up was his choice.
Du Ming took a look and decisively chose the location closest to the central building.
When the pattern representing his portrait was engraved on the square, it meant that Du Ming had successfully obtained the ownership of the land.
The first battle was a victory and someone was in a very good mood.
As for what the other group of people think, it is not something he can control.
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