Chapter 76 Hell Community
The coin in Qiao Song's left hand was scratched on both sides, and the original pattern could not be seen. It seemed to be scrapped.
Since the little tree man said that these are the remains of a high-level item, then keep them for now. Later, ask Gao Chengcheng whether this kind of item remains, combined with a blank wishing star card, can be used to generate a new item card.
But what made her most delighted were the two small transparent boxes in her hands.
What the clerk said was that the punishment of the iron tree would not end before 6 o'clock in the morning, and the things locked inside would not be released early unless she took the initiative to break the glass jar.
Both boxes contain black iron trees. The one on the left has a rag doll stuck on it, which should be the member of the Black Iron Guild who asked her for help before.
As for the one on the right.
Qiao Song really didn't even dare to think that he could get it.
On the same ordinary iron tree, there was a humanoid creature sleeping. He seemed to have changed his sleeping position. Although the blood on his body had stained all the tree trunks, it still did not affect him being hung on the tree like a salted fish.
With a click, Qiao Song put the box away.
The unknown creature on the tree made her dizzy just by talking. Who knows what kind of thing it is. She could keep it and break the jar at a critical moment. Maybe she could catch others by surprise.
She pulled out the jar that contained the Black Iron Guild members.
"Hey, are you still alive?"
He tapped the glass box with his fingertips, and the huge vibration woke up the rag doll in the tree, and he seemed to realize something.
“Is it the player from before? Did you really bring me out?”
Qiao Song had no intention of being polite with him.
"I didn't get this souvenir for nothing. What do you plan to use in exchange for your freedom?"
The guy in the tree seemed to be in so much pain that he had already prepared a plan in his mind while trying to negotiate with the passing players.
"Props, soul coins, information are all fine. If you have any requirements, you can also ask for them. I just hope the transaction can be completed quickly." The guy's voice was trembling as he spoke, as if he was still suffering from great pain.
Qiao Song has no shortage of soul coins, but to be honest, when it comes to intelligence, unless it is obtained from someone he trusts, there is a high possibility that it is diluted.
But now she has a lot of soul coins but no way to buy the right props.
"Props, just initiate a trade with me."
The trading system is one of the few things created by Infinite Games that is completely beneficial to the players.
There are almost no items sold in the mall, but players can search for each other based on their personal IDs, and trade item cards face to face online in the same copy.
However, only item cards can be traded. Items made by players themselves and special items obtained in dungeons, which cannot be turned into cards, cannot be traded through the infinite flow system.
The player on the iron tree was from the Black Iron Guild. He was wealthy and powerful, so he took out several very practical item cards. Qiao Song looked at them and picked out the most suitable one.
[The user you dialed is currently on the phone]
There is a do not disturb sign on this special name card.
[Work calls during vacation, sales calls and insurance calls for no reason in daily life, is there no way to intelligently block all unwanted calls? Of course there is! Just stick this card on your electronic device, it can easily block all the signals you don’t want to receive, not just electronic products]
[In addition, you can also use the card on yourself, so as to prevent other annoying players from leaving certain special tracking marks under you]
Qiao Song chose this thing to prevent herself from running into some old acquaintances that she didn't want to meet. After all, what she did in the last copy would make those guys furious when they realized what she had done.
And it's also very annoying to have someone following you around all the time.
The system sent a reminder that the transaction was completed. After receiving the prop card, Qiao Song opened the glass cover in his hand, took out the iron tree directly, and poured it down.
The rag doll immediately fell from the tree, and the moment it landed on the ground, it turned into a man in a vest lying on the ground.
After the transaction was completed, Qiao Song had no intention of continuing to exchange pleasantries with others and just walked away.
I don’t know if the guy behind me was injured too much on the tree, he was almost curled up in pain. After he took a few seconds to relax, he recovered surprisingly.
Qiao Song walked down the third floor for a while before he heard a voice calling from behind: "Hey, the person in front is waiting for me."
A man who had to stop after walking two steps, holding his knees to catch his breath, called out to her like this.
"Thank you for rescuing me just now. My name is Lin Xuan. This is our union's business card. I think you are quite capable. If you are interested in the future, you can come to visit our union. Excellent talents like you will be treated very well..."
Qiao Song thought about it. This seemed to be the third time that the Black Iron Guild had issued him a business card. "Forget it. I don't really like staying in a guild. I prefer to be free."
The main reason was that she had just put the blame on the people from the Black Iron Guild. By the time they realized what was happening, they would probably print her portrait on their business cards, turning it into a wanted poster for the guild.
Seeing Qiao Song waving his hand, Lin Xuan still refused to give up. The reason was that most of the skills of the Black Iron Guild were related to money, and his skills were quite special.
"It's like this. I feel like your luck seems to be a little off. Do you want to scratch a lottery ticket to test it?"
Qiao Song finally stopped and looked back at him: "Are you saying that there is something wrong with my luck?"
Lin Xuan nodded.
【Sports Lottery Boss】
[Whether it is a street or an alley, there is a small shop full of periodicals, selling sausages, and part-time selling scratch tickets and other sports lottery tickets. So the boss, who has seen countless people, has a strange skill, which is to use lottery tickets to test people's luck. ]
"You can spend two soul coins to buy a lottery ticket from me and scratch it and you will know."
If the price wasn't so low, Qiao Song would have suspected that this person was looking for an excuse to sell some lottery tickets to her.
But on second thought, these big guilds actually have the habit of recruiting new members on a daily basis. It seems that the other party has been in this dungeon for a while, so he should not know the news from Hearse Entertainment for the time being. She also did not sense any malice from this person.
Okay, let’s buy one and try it.
Qiao Song thought that his luck was not particularly good, but it should not be particularly bad either.
When she was passing through the Iron Tree Hell before, the sudden good luck and bad luck always seemed very strange. Coupled with the coin given to her by the little tree man, Qiao Song could probably guess that she must have been affected by some special props.
After transferring two soul coins to the other party, the man handed over a very ordinary lottery ticket.
"After you scratch it, your recent fortune will be displayed on it."
Qiao Song picked up the card and took a look at it. Unlike the lottery tickets in the real world where people judged whether they had won based on all kinds of strange patterns and numbers, this card only had two results: a smiling face and a crying face.
A smiling face means that you have good luck recently, and there will be a good luck index next to it, while a crying face means that your fortune is relatively bad recently.
Qiao Song simply used the discarded coin to scratch the card, and the resulting pattern was a distorted fusion of a smiling face and a crying face.
The numbers next to it turned into a mosaic.
Lin Xuan was also stunned. He had been in this infinite game for so long, but this was the first time he saw such a strange result.
"Your luck doesn't seem right. Have you been both unlucky and lucky recently?"
Qiao Song silently put away the discarded coin, as if he had some understanding of how this thing worked.
If she hadn't reacted so quickly, the accident that happened in the Iron Tree Hell would have been enough to put her in great danger.
What about the inexplicable good luck mentioned above?
Does it mean that he would first give her a little bit of subtle good luck, and then let her suffer great misfortune?
She remembered that copy props could only be used by players in the same copy. Even the players' cell phones that had been modified by the Infinite Game could only communicate within the same copy. So, was it possible that some enemy of hers had come to this copy?
A large number of ghosts and humans who might be his enemies flashed through Qiao Song’s mind.
The list of enemies is a bit long, and only smart people can realize that they have been tricked by themselves.
Forget it, no matter who he is, the worst that can happen is that I’ll cheat him again.
But since it's a matter of luck, you can pay more attention to it.
"Your skill is quite interesting. Why did you offer to help me? Don't say it's because I saved your life earlier. You gave me an item card, and we are even now."
Most of the people in the Black Iron Guild are merchants, but there are not many players with attacking capabilities, so most of them enter the dungeon in teams of two.
Lin Xuan's profession brings mostly auxiliary skills, and his teammates who go into the dungeon with him are the real main attackers.
"My teammate has fallen into the lowest level of Hell. He is in great danger in the short term. I want to find a more reliable player to cooperate with me to check in first, clear the dungeon first, and then ask the guild members to come in and rescue him."
Qiao Song's eyebrows jumped, and he asked calmly: "I remember that you big guilds can use props to contact your family members in advance, why don't you use communication tools, and have to clear the dungeon to get out?"
As a prop merchant, Gao Chengcheng and Qiao Song popularized many high-end props after the hearse copy. Among them was a special communication prop that could be used to briefly transmit messages to the outside world in this interactive copy.
"You mean the dungeon messenger? That thing can't be used now. The state of the Hell Community is very strange. Although it is an interactive dungeon, it seems that there is a small problem with the dungeon boss here. In addition to punching in and meeting the survival time limit to pass the level directly, players cannot use any communication props to contact the outside world. There are also many ghosts trapped here recently, and the danger level has greatly increased."
Hear this.
Qiao Song was very subtly reminded of the guy he saw sleeping on the iron tree and being tortured.
But she steered the topic in another direction: "It seems that there are a lot of big ghosts coming to hell recently. I saw some little ghosts running errands for them, snatching the execution tools in different buildings."
Lin Xuan also knew what this meant, and slapped his thigh: "That would be even worse. By then, wanted orders will be flying everywhere, and the difficulty of the hell level will become higher and higher."
Only then did Qiao Song realize that when the number of hell ghosts increases, the entire hell community will enter overload mode, increasing the difficulty of the levels and the cruelty of the executions.
Judging from Lin Xuan's frightened expression, he must have suffered a lot in the Iron Tree Hell.
The judgment rules of the Hell Community are actually quite simple. When ghosts enter this world, corresponding numbers will be engraved on their bodies. Each number represents a sin. As long as they enter the corresponding building, they will be judged.
To put it another way, that is to say, if a guy escapes for some reason in the middle of the trial, he might be put on a wanted warrant?
Qiao Song's thoughts suddenly became clear.
"Then change your thinking. We can also help those ghosts pass the level in advance."
Lin Xuan was stunned by what she said: "Help the ghost pass the level?"
"I mean, to help them eliminate their sins." Qiao Song smiled gently, "by sending them to hell."
Lin Xuan looked at the dozen new wanted posters she took from the entrance of Tieshu Horticulture and reacted.
This sister actually wants to reduce the inflation of the difficulty of the hell levels by clearing out the ghosts in hell. What kind of devilish idea is this?
Is this something a normal player could think of?
Qiao Song was thinking that since he was already here, he had already collected a lot of wanted posters and had almost memorized the names and faces on them. The only thing he was missing was running into a wanted person head-on.
"I'm going to the 4th floor next."
As soon as Qiao Song took the initiative to speak, Lin Xuan immediately understood that this was a signal of agreement to temporary cooperation.
"Okay, okay. I have already checked in at six buildings. It's a good time to go to the store in the Mirror of Hell. I heard that I can buy props there."
This guy is quite well-informed. Qiao Song got this information from the fat security guard Uncle Liu.
After walking through the 3rd floor where iron trees spread, the architectural style of the 4th floor has obviously changed. A large number of rhinestones and mirror fragments have turned the entire 4th floor into a sparkling auditorium.
Every floor-to-ceiling window is like a mirror, directly reflecting the appearance of passers-by.
Lin Xuan seemed to have obtained some information. He immediately took out a mask from his bag, hesitated for a second, and took out another one for Qiao Song.
"This store is quite spooky. It's best not to let the mirror reflect your face directly. If you really can't avoid it, it's best to hide your face."
Qiao Song did not take his mask, but took out a shell made of mud from the toolbox.
"I'll just use this."
After the mud appeared on his face, it was like a human skin mask, instantly changing Qiao Song's face into that of a strange woman.
This is another little guy brought back from the hearse copy, something that the Mud Ghost recently offered to her.
【Mud Mask】
[A special prop made by a special ghost using its own ability. It can be used for 2 hours and cannot touch water. The advantage is that it can instantly replace your lifelike new face. 】
Seeing that she could easily take out a prop to disguise herself, Lin Xuan's evaluation of this female player jumped up several levels.
You can tell at first glance that he is a big shot who has passed countless high-level dungeons!
It seems that my previous intuition was correct. I must hold on to this thigh and talk to the higher-ups later to see if I can get the big guy to join their guild.
The Hell Mirror Boutique is just like its name, with mirrors hanging everywhere. From the moment they entered the door, they saw all kinds of mirrors of different sizes stacked together, even the ceiling was no exception.
If you glance suddenly inside the store, you can look at yourself in countless mirrors, but the densely packed figures, distorted by certain special mirrors, look a bit creepy when the number exceeds a certain limit.
This store seems to be more lively than the previous three floors. There are many ghosts coming and going, but everyone has some disguise on their faces.
Some people with better conditions wear masks, while those with worse conditions simply put on a plastic bag or a paper bag with two holes drilled in it before entering the store.
"I want a small mirror, the size of a palm. What! So expensive? A mirror this small actually costs 300 soul coins. If you charge 500, you get 100 back... and if you buy a big mirror, you get a small mirror for free... Wait, let me think about it."
This store seems to be different from the previous three floors. It actually actively sells mirrors to ghosts.
There were also promotions and recharge rebate activities, which almost made Lin Xuan think he had returned to the real world.
He looked at the mirrors around him and felt a little uneasy. He unconsciously wanted to go and take a look at his new thighs, but he saw Qiao Song, who was like a tourist who came to the Hell Boutique to pick out souvenirs, and really began to carefully select the products.
"Um, Sister Qiao, shouldn't we go through the dungeon level first?"
Just coming in to buy things does not count as completing the check-in. Players have their own way of passing the level, and they must go to the NPC to confirm their identity.
Qiao Song hummed: "No hurry, let's take a look first."
She picked up a vintage bronze mirror with a price tag of 1,000 soul coins in her left hand, and picked up an old-fashioned dressing mirror with a red plastic shell in her right hand. In the real world, it only cost a few yuan, but here it was priced at 300 soul coins.
"Do you know the difference between the two?"
Lin Xuan was stunned. He would usually enter the game directly. After all, the dungeon NPC would take the initiative to read out the rules of the game.
Qiao Song sighed and missed the studious Tang Xiaoxiao. The little girl had absorbed all the skills to pass the levels almost visibly along the way, and she was also much braver than before.
Otherwise, Qiao Song would not have trusted her to go to the apartment alone to investigate the residents' information.
"The mirrors in this store must be special enough, otherwise why would these ghosts line up to buy them. You should know that if a ghost has a corresponding number written on his body, he will be judged when he enters the corresponding store."
Qiao Song didn't think that taking a mirror back would help them remove the sin symbol No. 4 like the scissors in other stores, so it was very likely that these mirrors had other uses, such as -
Qiao Song checked carefully and finally found a label in the corner of the vintage bronze mirror.
[Use time limit 10 seconds]
[Effect: Sins Revealed]
"——Just like buying a mirror, you can see the numbers on other ghosts."
A cheap plastic mirror with a usage limit of 3 seconds.
You really get what you pay for.
But what makes her happy is that all the wanted posters she has saved up can finally be put to use.
She said that these ghosts usually hide here and there, and even the little ghost called the Bandage Ghost knows to tie a thick layer of bandages on himself to prevent others from knowing the corresponding serial number on his body.
Most ghosts have more than one sin.
Qiao Song continued to pick things happily. Like other disguised ghosts who entered the store, he selected several mirrors before queuing at the checkout counter.
After Lin Xuan understood what Qiao Song meant, he quickly picked out a few mirrors.
"I see. This kind of item can usually only be used in dungeons. I rarely pay attention to it. I didn't expect it to be like this..."
While Lin Xuan was flattering the boss like crazy about his intelligence, Qiao Song was still looking at the ceiling and the densely packed mirrors deep inside the store. She began to think about where the map she was looking for was.
The fat security guard said that there would be maps for sale here, but Qiao Song has only seen a large number of mirrors of various styles here. Uncle Liu should not have lied to her, maybe the map was hidden.
If I ask the NPC directly, will he answer?
There were three lines at the cashier counter. The one Qiao Song was in was the fastest. The clerk at the checkout seemed quite skilled. After seeing the other person's face, Qiao Song silently looked away and observed the other two employees at the cashier counter as if nothing had happened.
But when Qiao Song first saw the boy at the end of his team, who had a faint smile on his face and was very friendly in dealing with ghosts, he was actually not as calm as he appeared.
magician?
Why did this damn kid You Yitong come to the Hell Community?
Qiao Song thought about what he had done in the previous dungeon and realized that the people he needed to be most wary of right now were probably this guy and the people from the Dawn Guild and the Black Iron Guild.
The magician must be a very quick-witted guy, and he seems to hold a grudge, so he came here specifically...
Qiao Song pinched the mirror with his fingers, thinking of the two scratched coins and his abnormal luck.
Although his eyes were not fixed on the cashier at the front desk, after thinking for a while, he had almost completely pinned the suspicion of his use of props on the magician.
Okay, okay, let’s play it this way, ok?
After You Yitong settled the bill for the copy props purchased by the new customer, he soon received a new guest and unexpectedly discovered that the other party was a human player.
It was a strange face, but it gave him a subtle feeling that something was wrong.
You Yitong quickly and calmly observed the security uniform the other person was wearing and memorized the pattern of her badge in his mind.
He had definitely never seen this face before. Judging from his clothes, he was from the Tongue-Pulling Apartment on the first floor, an area with relatively high moral values. The player's reaction didn't seem like he knew him as a magician, so was he overthinking it?
After scanning all the mirrors to settle the bill, he smiled and said, "Hello, the total is 2,500 soul coins."
Qiao Song nodded, handed over the money, and then asked, "If human players want to check in, do they play the mini-game here?"
You Yitong nodded, turned his head and called the store manager next to him.
Qiao Song put his finger on the front desk and nodded unconsciously, then turned around and waited for Lin Xuan to finish paying for the mirror before entering the mini-game together.
She stood by and watched for a while, not paying attention to the magician. The guy was more perceptive, and although he was now settling accounts for other ghosts in a serious manner, he had obviously become suspicious of the unfamiliar face of his.
Qiao Song began to observe this store manager carefully. He was a bit like the NPC in the Scissors Barber Shop on the second floor. He had a high degree of freedom and was greedy for money. He would recommend ghosts to recharge and buy more expensive and powerful mirror props.
If you are greedy for money...
Qiao Song followed the store manager into the back of the shop where there were more and more mirrors, and silently took out a thick stack of cash from his net bag.
The gift may be small but the sentiment is great.
It's time to give some gift back to the magician.
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The fourth floor: Mirror of Sin Hell (Boutique
If someone commits a crime in the world of the living, and does not tell the truth, or uses connections to cover up his crime, even if he escapes punishment, he will eventually die after a lifetime of fleeing, right? He will report to the underworld and be thrown into the Hell of the Mirror of Sins, where his crimes will be revealed. Then he will be thrown into different hells to suffer.
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