Chapter 373 If You Lose, You Dance the Milk Dragon Dance
Song Mang looked in the direction where the voice came from and saw that the person speaking was Ren Zihao.
Although Ren Zihao was eliminated by Cang Hui, it was a blessing in disguise as he was trained by Song Mang and became a student in Class A. It can be said that he entered Class A without relying on connections.
However, Ren Zihao was still very unconvinced, especially when he thought of Song Mang calling him a little man, which made her seem very powerful.
He folded his hands, looked at Song Mang and said, "There are no plants that can survive now. The trees in this forest behind the college are all fake.
Where do you get the hot pot soup base and ingredients? Are you trying hot pot flavored energy drinks?
Song Mang didn't say anything.
She stared at Ren Zihao's figure and found that he had a shadow under the light.
In other words, he is a human player.
But Song Mang had also observed the instructor of Class E before, and that instructor had no shadow under the light.
The instructor is a strangely mutated NPC human, and Ren Zihao, his nephew, is actually a living person?
Song Mang was thinking about these things.
Ren Zihao added, "This place is very dangerous. Even if you can order takeout with your phone, no delivery person can come in. Don't count on her!"
He also looked at the other students and said, "I didn't expect that we would actually win and become Class A. How about this, I'll treat everyone to hot pot flavored energy drinks.
The victory in this competition is inseparable from the efforts of everyone, and it is not the credit of Song Mang alone..."
But before he could finish, Xiao Qianqian spoke directly, "Ren Zihao, do you have any shame? You were all eliminated. If it weren't for Song Mang's desperate counterattack and eliminating Cang Hui and the others, how could our class have won!
This is all Song Mang's achievement. Don't flatter everyone! I'll give you one more chance. Without Song Mang, you definitely can't win!"
Ren Zihao's expression froze, "Who said that? That's not necessarily true! I just thought I could get into Class A no matter what, so I didn't take this competition seriously, which is why I was accidentally eliminated by Cang Hui!"
Cang Hui, who was not far away: "..."
Others: “…”
Xiao Qianqian: "Loading!"
"Okay, stop arguing."
Song Mang glanced at the message on his phone, then said to them, "I ordered takeout a long time ago, it will be here soon, in ten minutes at most.
Other delivery drivers can’t get in here, but for me, it’s as easy as entering my own home.”
Ren Zihao scoffed, "I'll just watch you pretend, and it's as convenient as entering your own home. This is an eight-star dungeon! Even the Ghost King would be blocked outside and can't come in as an intruder, let alone a weird delivery man!"
When Ren Zihao talked about the dungeon, all the human players present looked at him with complicated expressions.
Probably I didn't expect him to know about the copy.
The head teacher said that Ren Zihao was the instructor's nephew, and all human players thought he was also an NPC.
As for the NPC humans who have been here for a long time, they all have confused expressions.
They didn't seem to know what a copy was.
If they don't know that this place is a copy and think that they are still alive and are real humans here, will the statue still pay them wages?
In other dungeons, the statue needs to pay wages when it lets the weird ones work in the dungeon.
Unless you are like Hydra, who was sealed by God in the copy world, there will be no reward.
If these weird creatures who think they are still alive regard this place as the real world, then they will not think about leaving. What is the difference between this and being sealed here?
Black slaves from the underworld, right?
Song Mang saw the clarity and confusion in the eyes of those NPC humans, and couldn't help but reveal a bit of sympathy in his eyes.
Although the wages of the weirdos in other dungeons are low, they still make a few hundred yuan a month. But these guys are so lucky, being NPCs here, they don’t get a penny!
No wonder when she first came in and took out 100,000 ghost money, the instructor was indifferent.
They don't have any salary, and have no concept of money at all! They don't know what they can buy with 100,000 ghost coins!
Song Mang looked at Ren Zihao again and said slowly, "How about this, let's make a bet? If my delivery man brings the hot pot and ingredients in, and you don't have anything to eat, you can dance to entertain everyone.
If the takeout I ordered still hasn't arrived after ten minutes, I'll just give you my position as the commander of Class A."
Song Mang, still holding his phone, walked over to Ren Zihao and showed him an emoticon package.
"Do you know Milk Dragon?"
Song Mang pointed at the picture on his phone and said, "If you lose, you can wear this outfit to cosplay as a milk dragon and perform a dance for everyone saying 'I am a milk dragon', how about that?
Many people can't use their phones once they enter a dungeon, so this could make up for the regret of not being able to watch short dance videos in the dungeon, right? "
Ren Zihao is a living person, so of course he knows what a milk dragon is, but when he saw the photo in Song Mang’s phone, the expression on his face was still a little unbearable.
It was an emoticon of a milk dragon wearing a hood and a sexy leather jacket.
She wants him to dance in this kind of clothes?!
What's the difference between this and public suicide?
But he changed his mind and thought, if he won, he could replace Song Mang as the commander of Class A!
The leaders of the academy had already said that Class A, which won the competition, would be eligible to visit the battleship.
The commander who leads Class A to victory is equivalent to the first place in the entire grade. He will definitely get the attention of the military district and will become the commander of the military district soon.
He has been in this dungeon for two months. Thanks to his deceased uncle, he has been able to stay here safely for two months.
The copy reminded him that he could clear the copy if he survived for a month, but he did not leave!
During these two months, two large-scale wars broke out in the four major regions, and he heard various news that the living space of mankind was getting smaller and smaller.
Ren Zihao became a little anxious.
But he had been in the Commander Academy for so long and had not found a way to leave, so he suspected that the place to leave this copy was in the military area.
He must become the commander of the military zone before he can find a way to pass the level!
Commanders can not only stay in the military district, but also command from the rear, without having to charge into battle. If you can't become a commander of a military district, you will be dragged into the battlefield as cannon fodder during war.
There are evil species on the battlefield, and aliens will attack from time to time. Players there are the first to die. Going directly to the battlefield is definitely a dead end.
Ren Zihao thought about it, took out his paper phone, opened the strange APP and tried to order takeout.
But as soon as he placed the order, his takeaway order was returned by the APP because no weird deliveryman was willing to accept the order.
Ren Zihao was relieved and said to Song Mang, "Okay, then I'll make a bet with you! I'll wait here for you for ten minutes. If no takeout is delivered in ten minutes, I will be the commander of Class A!
When we visit the warship, the first person the military commander wants to see will be me, not you!"
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