Li Cancan: "45th floor."

Liang Xi: "38th floor."

Zhou Guang was embarrassed: "I am the lowest, only on the 16th floor."

Li Cancan: "No, take your time. It's not a competition anyway. As a human being, don't get involved. Are the mall points and prop cards enough?"

Zhou Guang waved his hand quickly: "That's enough, that's enough. We have already transferred a lot to me. There is no need for so many."

At this moment, Bailixin's private chat notification sounded.

He opened the private chat and found that the message was from Lin Jue.

Lin Jue: [Bai Lixin, who is Song Yuanming? 】

Bai Lixin:【What's wrong?】

Lin Jue: [That's awesome. Our president asked me to give him a message. He wants to meet. Where is he now? 】

Bai Lixin: [Now in the coffee shop on the first floor.]

[Cafe on the 1st floor], Lin Juedao, [Wait for me for a minute, I will send a message to the president. Damn, the labor and management are already passing the microphone.]

While waiting, Xia Chi looked at Bai Lixin who was sitting quietly: "Brother, when do you plan to start the next dungeon?"

Bai Lixin thought of Di Jia who was sleepy as a dog: "It will take a few days, I will take it easy first."

Li Cancan nodded: "It's time to slow down. Xin Shen entered two evil levels in a row, and most people would have been disabled long ago."

Just as Bai Lixin finished, the private chat prompt sounded again: [Okay, wait five minutes in the cafe, our president will go down to look for it now. Is it outside or in a private room? 】

Bai Lixin:【Private Room 104.】

Lin Jue:【Received.】

After finishing the conversation with Lin Jue, Bai Lixin raised his head and looked at everyone: "Let's just come here today. I have to meet someone later."

Xia Chi was confused: "Who is it? Friend?"

"We are not friends yet," Bai Lixin shook his head, "The president of the Shahai Society is Song Yuantian."

Several people stood up in tacit understanding, and Zhou Guang said: "Okay, let's not disturb you for now. See you later."

After the four people left, Bai Lixin found someone to clear the table. He stared at the time display on the taskbar. When five minutes had just arrived, the curtain of the private room was opened.

A thin man walked in. He looked about 25 years old. He was extremely thin, his skin was an unhealthy plaster, his eyes were very light, and his lips were also very light.

The hair on her shoulders is also silver.

The man's elegant temperament reveals a bit of coldness that should not be approached by strangers. His facial features are not very stunning, but a light red tear mole under the left corner of the man is dotted there, which adds to the otherwise plain and simple man.

A bit of charm and abstinence.

When he came in, he first looked at Bai Lixin, then sat directly opposite Bai Lixin and said calmly: "Okay, I am Song Yuantian."

Bai Li Xin stretched out his hand: "Bai Li Xin."

Song Yuantian looked at the hand that Bai Lixin stretched out to show friendship, but did not shake it. He went straight to the topic: "Have you met Song Yuanming? Where is he now?"

Bai Lixin: "I saw him in the last undead copy, and he was already dead."

Song Yuanming's light brown eyes flashed with a trace of disappointment, "Is he following someone?"

"He once 'lost' himself and forgot his name. When he was dying, he remembered his name. He was his brother. He asked me to bring his name out. He didn't want to die namelessly in the copy.

inside."

Bai Lixin narrated what happened in the dungeon. Song Yuantian was just a little surprised after hearing this, and his calm face was not troubled.

"I didn't expect that he stayed in the dungeon for a thousand years," Song Yuantian's voice was as light as his skin color, "I thought he had passed away long ago."

"He is actually not my brother, we are cousins. If 365 days is a year, he entered that dungeon more than 20 years ago."

Bai Lixin: "What is the purpose of looking for me?"

He looked at Song Yuantian secretly. When he talked about Song Yuantian, he was only slightly surprised, but his heart did not fluctuate much.

He found other reasons for himself.

If it is just for the sake of not shaking the feelings in their hearts, most people will not rush here within five minutes.

Song Yuantian's hair even had water stains on it, indicating that he had just taken a shower and was getting ready to sleep.

"Is it on multiple floors now?" Song Yuantian didn't answer Bai Lixin's question immediately, but asked a rhetorical question.

Bai Lixin: "145th floor."

Song Yuantian touched his upper and lower lips lightly twice, and murmured in a voice that only he could hear: "It's not enough."

"What?" Bai Lixin didn't hear clearly and asked with raised eyebrows.

"I was asked to hand over something," Song Yuantian raised his head and looked at Bai Lixin, "But not now, come back to me when you climb to the 300th floor."

Bailixin's heart skipped a beat, "What is it?"

Song Yuantian: "I can't tell you now, and I still need to do something for you when I get to the 300th floor. I can only hand it over after the favor is completed."

"This is the agreement I made with that person at that time."

Bai Lixin put his hand on his chin and leaned forward slightly, "What's that person's name? Do you remember it?"

Song Yuantian frowned, and the mole on his tail shone a coquettish red under the light, "Sorry, I forgot."

"What do you need my help for?" Bai Lixin stared into Song Yuantian's light eyes, "Why does that person think that I need my help for this matter?"

Song Yuantian: "I need to help me resurrect someone. This is the only thing I can do so far."

God Baili Xin became more and more profound: "To resurrect a person requires that person's body. I cannot resurrect anyone at will."

"Don't worry," Song Yuantian looked at the only person who could complete the resurrection, and tried to recall the remaining memories, "More than ten years ago, my teammates and I entered the dungeon, and my friend died because of me."

"At that time, I froze him in an ice cellar. I had no illusions that I could resurrect him. I just wanted to go to the dungeon to see him occasionally."

"Then I met a person and he asked me to keep something."

"And he told me that one day in the future, a very beautiful man will appear. He has the power of resurrection and can help me resurrect him."

Bai Lixin's expression was subtle: "So the Shahai Society later started collecting beautiful men from all over the place? Just to find me?"

A blush appeared on Song Yuan Tiancang's cheeks: "I arranged for him to tell me when he found a beautiful man. I know that this kind of execution can easily go astray. When I noticed it, I became a pervert who only recognized faces.

"He's the president."

Who should he turn to to deal with this?

Damn execution.

"That dungeon is an S-level dungeon, and there are level restrictions. Players below the 300th floor are not allowed to enter, and that person is dead. I can only give that thing to the person who rescued me."

"Not long after I entered the game, several people told me that they had found a stunningly beautiful man," Song Yuantian rubbed his wrist, "But at that time, I wasn't sure whether he was the one I was looking for, so I just kept it.

Come on, don't let others get there first."

"It wasn't until the end of the dungeon that I was sure it was the person I was looking for."

"This is my meeting gift," Song Yuantian stretched his slender fingers into the air, and several cards appeared in his hand out of thin air. "I know that the luck value is very low, so I specially prepared some prop cards that can permanently increase the luck value.

, as a gift.”

"Originally, I wanted to give prop cards that improve performance points," Song Yuantian put the golden card on the table and pushed it in front of Bai Lixin, "but that person didn't let me do that."

Priscilla glanced at the card in front of her.

Good guys, they are all full-level promotion cards.

Increasing your luck value is like filling a large tank with water. The more you add, the higher your luck value will be.

There are many types of prop cards for improving luck, including those that only hold one liter of water, those that only hold two liters of water, and so on.

The cards in front of him had the largest denominations he had ever seen, and even the points mall couldn't sell them.

One can add one ton.

This kind of card is priceless and has no market value.

Baili Xin was not polite, put the card directly into his backpack, left with the words "Okay, happy cooperation, I will come back after 300 floors" and left.

…

When he got to the room, Bailixin took out a prop card and used it on himself.

[Ding! Congratulations to the player, the luck value improvement prop has been used successfully, your luck value has been increased to f-.]

Bai Lixin: "???"

What the hell?

Promoted to f-?

Escape System: [Well, player. I checked just now and found that your lower limit of luck... is very low. The prop card just now is only a drop in the bucket in improving your luck. Although your luck is f-, that's because

The system's rating is only f-, can you understand what I mean?】

bright.
To be continued...