Chapter 120 Don’t you really want to know?

"You're with him? Aren't you just asking for death?" Feihu frowned.

"If we really encounter unavoidable danger, you can leave me behind. I don't mind." Zhou Ang remained firm in his thinking.

Feihu looked at Zhou Ang. As a superior, she could tell to a large extent who was telling the truth and who was lying among the people below her.

When she heard Zhou Ang speak, she realized that Zhou Ang really wanted to block the knife for Jiang Che.

At that moment, her expression became extremely complicated.

Over the years since the advent of weirdness, she has seen many people who try every means to let their companions take the blame for them, and even try every means to let their companions explore the road for them and take risks.

This is the first time I've seen someone volunteer to be a chess piece.

When the live broadcast just started, when everyone saw someone survive by using his companion to block the knife, everyone would condemn this person.

But as time went by, this became the norm.

Perhaps at the beginning there was someone willing to block the knife for his companions, Feihu's thoughts drifted away.

She couldn't remember the last time something like this happened.

Now that turbidity has become the norm, clarity makes her a little uncomfortable.

"Then go back and take a look at the information." Feihu said as he handed over a stack of A-level copy information.

She originally wanted to attack S-level, but the sense of crisis was too urgent.

The magnetic field when the copy is opened can be detected, but there is no pattern in the opening of the copy.

She couldn't wait until the next S-level copy opened.

Zhou Ang took the information from her, bowed to express his gratitude, and then left the study.

Feihu looked out the window and saw Jiang Che coming back from outside, and the child beside him had disappeared.

It seems that Jiang Che has sent the child away.

She hated the child so much when she saw him, but she also understood that children's love is pure and does not depend on their age.

If someone had fallen from the sky and saved her when she was a child, she would have fallen in love with that person as well.

She couldn't help but laugh when she thought of Jiang Che breaking the door and pulling her out of the illusion.

Who says that heroes falling from the sky only happen to children?

Jiang Che was walking towards the study room. He was going to find Feihu to look for information about the A-level copy.

He still adheres to the idea that if people don't offend me, I won't offend people; if evil spirits don't offend me, I won't offend evil spirits.

When going to the dungeon, his main goal is not to hunt down evil spirits, but to pass the level.

He doesn't have much need for the skills of the evil spirit.

He just wanted to pass the level.

Become stronger, become strong enough, and perhaps you will have the power to suppress everything.

"Knock, knock, knock--" He knocked on the study door.

"Come in."

Feihu copied a lot of information, including the A-level copies, and she marked out several key points.

The moment Jiang Che entered the room, she handed the information to him.

"In fact, there is nothing much to say about all the copies. The most important thing is to survive from the evil spirits."

"Because you have already seen the most difficult copy, the hidden, randomly refreshed escape hatch, but fortunately you can feel the direction of the escape hatch." She said and glanced at Jiang Che secretly.

Jiang Che had never been to other dungeons, so he had no idea how incredible his luck was. Before Exit 9, no one could find the exit, but Jiang Che found it.

The randomly changing exit always opens on Jiang Che's face.

She wanted Jiang Che to follow her because she really wanted to take advantage of Jiang Che's luck.

If you want to become stronger, you have to go in and out of dungeons, and Jiang Che is no exception.

It would be great if I could have incredible luck every time.

Jiang Che nodded thoughtfully. He had many skills, and An Ning must have thought of this. Just the earth escape technique was enough for him to move safely in various dungeons.

Thinking of this, Jiang Che felt sweet in his heart, because this was his wife’s love!

"I don't think you can learn much by just reading the information temporarily. It's better to watch some live videos to see what others have experienced in the dungeon."

Feihu knew very well that Jiang Che and Zhou Ang were different.

Zhou Ang is someone who knows common sense and low-level copy, and almost all humans have learned a lot.

What he lacked was the advanced copy information, so Feihu gave him the information and asked him to study it carefully.

But Jiang Che is different. He even lacks the most basic common sense of human life.

Jiang Che looked at Feihu in confusion, "Is there a live broadcast now?"

Feihu smiled bitterly, "Except for the day when the hunting ground was opened, people were pulled into the dungeon almost every day. We have also been checking the dungeons that match our level and selectively entering them."

“Most of the ones that are opened are low-level dungeons, and there are also many high-level survivors who are leveling up inside.” Feihu said as he handed Jiang Che a tablet.

The Flying Tigers organization has formed many teams, and in most cases they will selectively go to one of the dungeons to level up based on the dungeon opening situation.

“The magnetic field in your copy last time was too terrifying. People who could detect the magnetic field energy would not take the initiative to go there, so most of the people in the copy were ordinary people.” Feihu said and glanced at Jiang Che.

It was this group of ordinary people, or the mentally ill people who were looked down upon by people, who cleared the SSS-level No. 9 copy known as "Despair".

Jiang Che nodded. He had watched some live broadcast replays, but most of them were video slices. It was impossible to watch every moment and every second of the three-day survival period. Most of the replays were edited by professionals to show the process of the survivors facing the evil spirits.

How to survive and how to avoid risks.

This was his first time watching a live broadcast.

The tablet shows the countdown for the copy to open, and there are still ten minutes left.

"Where did you get this live broadcast prop?" Jiang Che seemed to have thought of something, "It can actually monitor everyone, and it can show the footage with the survivors as the main camera before the live broadcast."

"Do you want it? Do you want to know?" Feihu looked at Jiang Che with a smile.

The Flying Tigers organization has been able to grow to such a size, so it must be powerful.

"I can give it to you." Feihu looked at Jiang Che with a smile, "You know, when I said I would give you everything, it wasn't just an app or an organization."

"Including the props and other things." She snapped her fingers, "Yes, all of them are my dowry!"

"Forget it, I don't really want to know." Jiang Che sat on the sofa without changing his expression, looking at the black clouds gathering above the copy.

He was very familiar with this dark cloud, but it was not as depressing as the one shown in Hongzhu Mental Hospital.

The area shrouded by dark clouds is an office building, and some workers who are working there have begun to panic.

But there are still a large number of people here who are resting with their eyes closed. It seems that these are the survivors who are preparing to enter the dungeon to level up.

"Huh, don't you want to know how we got this item?"

"Among the many prop ratings, although this item has no attack capability, it is still god-level!" Feihu tried to arouse Jiang Che's interest.

"Oh, I don't want to." Jiang Che shook his head firmly.

(End of this chapter)