One Hundred Thousand Reasons For Krypton Gold

The number of players on the square gradually increased, and the center position was finally almost occupied by players.

Some team players are self-selected into this dungeon, and some are randomly assigned.

There are also some unorganized players who should be randomly assigned.

At this time, some individual players are looking for organizations, while others are quietly standing aside to observe.

[Please arrive at the square within five minutes for players who have not yet arrived. Players who do not arrive and get tickets will be eliminated. ]

The familiar black voice sounded in the sky above. It seemed that only the players could hear the voice, and the wandering NPCs didn't respond at all.

As soon as the voice fell, whispers immediately sounded in the square.

"What admission ticket?"

"The gameplay of this dungeon seems to be different from the previous ones..." Some players have never experienced a dungeon that is automatically eliminated if they don't show up.

Some dungeons do not have a step where NPCs give initial clues at the beginning, so it is not necessary for all players to gather together at the beginning.

"Fortunately, I came early."

"Some people probably don't want to come here. I think this copy is very big. If it is far away, it may not be able to catch up."

It is indeed beneficial to hide in the beginning of a large copy.

"I don't know how many people will be eliminated..."

"Look!"

On the large building screen behind them, a countdown appeared, and there were four minutes left.

Within four minutes, players appeared one after another.

These players may not want to show up at first, but they have to know who they are, so they don't stay too far away. Hearing Heiyu's voice at this time, he arrived in time.

The countdown on the screen jumped from second to second.

[00:03:04]

[00:02:23]

[00:01:18]

[00:00:05]

The last five seconds.

There are players running over from outside the square.

[00:00:00] Screen countdown to zero.

A light curtain fell, separating the center of the square from the outside.

Those players who ran this way and hadn't come in just exploded out of thin air.

"Ah—" Some players were taken aback by this sudden change.

The blood mist fell from the sky, and the NPC players around turned a blind eye and continued to chat, laugh and play.

The countdown on the screen behind him disappeared, and another line of words appeared.

[Number of survivors: 184]

"Is it two hundred people?"

"A dozen people died before the official start?"

"Can we form a team? My strength is not bad, and I won't hold back." Some players saw that the situation was not right, and immediately started looking for an organization to sell themselves.

"Guests are welcome to the paradise." The girl's voice came from a distance, soft and sweet.

Everyone looked over there subconsciously, and saw a well-dressed girl, wearing a fox mask and carrying a fancy cloth bag, coming slowly.

The hem of the skirt flutters while walking, and the eyes under the fox mask are sly and agile, not as eerie as the ghosts in the past.

Everyone, look at me, I look at you, is this an NPC?

Heiyu changed his routine, so he didn't need that spooky NPC?

Ling Qiong stood still, held up her skirt and performed a noble salute, and said in a strange way, "It's really a pity that the guests have lost sixteen companions before the start of the game."

Everyone: "..."

Ling Qiong put down her skirt, clapped her hands lightly, and said with a smile: "Then, let's draw a lottery."

Someone boldly asked, "What kind of prize will you draw?" A lottery draw in the dungeon, what good thing could it be?

The pair of agile eyes under the fox mask lightly swept over everyone, and the little girl deliberately dragged her tune, "Of course it's the order of death..."

A chill suddenly rose from the backs of the crowd over there.

"Just kidding." Ling Qiong waved her hands in the void, "Don't be so nervous."

Everyone: "..."

"Okay, don't waste time, let's start the lottery draw!" Ling Qiong shook the bag in her hand, "Who will come first?"

The light curtain separates the player from the ordinary NPC tool people outside. At this time, there is no sound in the square.

"I'm coming!" A bald player in the crowd strode out.

Ling Qiong frowned, and took out the points trading card, "One hundred points."

Bald player: "???"

Why do you still need points? Never before...

Ling Qiong kindly reminded: "If you don't get the ticket, you can't start the game, you will be eliminated~"

Bald player: "..."

The bald-headed player couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart when he thought of the admission ticket that Hei Yu said, and the poor player who was eliminated because he was late just now.

One hundred points is a small fraction for players who can enter this dungeon, which is completely acceptable.

But the bald-headed player still has a little weirdness in his heart. Heiyu wants to deduct points, just deduct them directly, and need to use a point trading card?

Point trading cards are face up and the cardholder's name cannot be seen.

The bald player was skeptical, but he could only pay this one hundred points when there was no movement in the black domain.

No one thought that this NPC would be impersonated by the player at this time.

Ling Qiong pulled the bag open, motioning for the bald player to reach in.

The bald player glanced at her without hesitation, reached in and touched it casually, and quickly pulled out an admission ticket - red.

The clown on the back of the admission ticket is hilarious.

The bald player frowned. When he arrived at the square, he saw the clown.

But then the clown disappeared...

Ticket Holder: XX

Admission time: XXXX

Number of tickets held: XXX

There are only these three pieces of information on the admission ticket.

The bald player looked at the column of the number of cards he held, and had a bad feeling in his heart.

The second player stepped forward to draw a ticket, a black ticket, which made everyone nervous again.

Tickets are of different colors.

The players drawn later were more careful and hid the tickets so that no one could see what color it was.

"What is the use of this color?"

Lingqiong imitated the clown's tone perfectly: "The guests need to explore by themselves."

"..."

Players have drawn out the tickets one after another. Although some of them have hidden the tickets, everyone still knows that there are three colors of tickets.

The last few people came to smoke, and Lingqiong saw one of the leaders, a man with small eyes, with the corners of his lips slightly raised.

This is actually the pervert who met after the original owner was exchanged.

The original owner fell into the hands of this pervert, and died tragically in the end...

In the later period of miserable life, this small-eyed man had an indelible contribution.

Now that she met her, of course she had to take good care of her.

Ling Qiong closed the bag, and took out a green admission ticket, "Guest, I see you are very kind and pleasing, so I specially give you an admission ticket."

As soon as this entry ticket came out, the players immediately exploded.

"There are still green ones..."

"Did anyone get a green one just now?"

"No."

"No, what's wrong with him? Is this NPC blind?" Some people were dissatisfied.

That small-eyed man, with wicked eyebrows and a sinister face, is not a good person at first glance.

The NPC actually said that he has a good face.

What eyes! !

"Why can we all smoke, but he can get it directly?" A muscular man was dissatisfied and raised his voice to protest.

Ling Qiong met the muscular man's gaze, and said softly and softly, "Do you have any comments?"

——Every krypton is empty——

Lingqiong: What's your opinion on voting?

Fairy: I don't have any.

little angel:……