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Chapter 1249 Sorry, I didn’t mean it either

 After dinner, the job of washing dishes was naturally handed over to Zhang Tuohai.

After washing the dishes, Zhang Tuohai washed the fruits and took a plate of nuts, and sat on the sofa with Lilith to watch TV.

Neither of them looked at their phones, and Lilith didn't ask Zhang Tuohai about what was going on in the copy.

After casually watching two episodes of a popcorn variety show, the two said good night to each other and went back to their rooms to sleep.

The next morning, Zhang Tuohai woke up at dawn.

I went out and ran around the community twice to stretch my muscles and feel better.

I bought two bowls of wontons from a breakfast stall, added more pepper, and bought a cup of soy milk with extra sugar for Lilith before returning home.

As soon as he returned home, Zhang Tuohai saw Lilith holding the bedroom door open and looking at him.

I smiled when I saw him holding breakfast in his hand.

"I was planning to make scallion noodles, but why did I remember to buy breakfast?"

Lilith took out a big bowl and helped Zhang Tuohai pour the wontons into the bowl.

"I often ate it when I was a kid. When I saw it, I thought, how does it taste?"

Zhang Tuohai pushed Lilith's share over.

"It's very good. I will study how to do it later. As long as I want to eat, I will have it at any time."

After breakfast, Zhang Tuohai picked up his phone and started browsing the forum.

The popularity has dropped a bit today, but there are still many people sharing their first experiences in the dungeon.

There are also some people who boast that they have obtained new jobs through the powers they obtained in dungeons, or have exchanged things for large sums of money, achieving financial freedom.

It has attracted the envy of many people.

In the eyes of many people, it doesn't matter how far they can go in the trial game. What is real is what they can catch in time.

There is also a part of me that simply feels that I can’t go far and just wants to leave some protection for my family.

Zhang Tuohai didn't want to comment on what these people thought. Everyone had their own ideals and beliefs, and he couldn't say much.

However, Zhang Tuohai noticed one thing, that is, few people disclosed their second copy information.

Even related posts are few and far between.

However, the trading market is very prosperous, and many societies and organizations offer large sums of money to acquire everything produced in the copy.

Many things have price lists.

"The information of big societies is strong. How about finding a society to get some information?"

Zhang Tuohai held his chin and thought.

He can be sure that with his current strength, if he wants to find a club to join, it will definitely be an elite member level, and maybe he can be promoted to management.

But when he thinks about the trivial matters of the management, Zhang Tuohai becomes lazy.

"Forget it, it's too much trouble, let's talk about it later."

Zhang Tuohai has postponed joining the club indefinitely.

Although he had no intention of joining the club, a piece of news caught his eye.

"Bring a dungeon, a battle royale world, a team led by an SS-level evaluation expert, guaranteed to obtain at least an A-level evaluation, 3/10 of the team's quota, and private chat about the ticket price."

A series of comments below the post.

"Damn it, SS-level rating, only B-level rating, I shed lemon tears."

"Guaranteed A-level evaluation? The price is not low, right?"

"The mortality rate in battle royale is very high. My dungeon is a battle royale type. Of the more than a hundred companions, less than ten survive. How do you ensure the safety of the boss? Who will be responsible if he dies? How will the pension be compensated?"
Soon a large number of comments accumulated under the post, questioning the post.

However, the owner of the post did not speak.

Zhang Tuohai is very interested in the post.

Are battle royale type dungeons so easy to clear?

Can anyone give an SS-level rating?

Zhang Tuohai wants to try it.

He took out his designated copy admission ticket.

After thinking about it, I wrote the words "Battle Royale" on it.

[Selected battle royale type copy, selecting now...]

[Select successfully, start transmission.]

"Wait..."

Before Zhang Tuohai could finish his words, he was enveloped in white light.

"It's broken. I didn't go to the foyer to teleport. I will be scolded by Lilith again when I come back."

Zhang Tuohai thought with some annoyance.

The white light dissipated, and Zhang Tuohai found himself in front of an ancient castle.

In an open space, there were more than thirty people in gray clothes standing, and Zhang Tuohai was one of them.

But outside, he also has a black coat.

In front of them was a middle-aged man wearing a putty coat and a hunter's hat, holding a double-barreled shotgun in his hand.

The middle-aged man's eyes are as sharp as an eagle.

Behind him stood a man in fine clothing. The man was also wearing a hunting suit. He had an eyepatch on one eye and turned out to be a one-eyed dragon.

At his feet were five or six hounds, all of them staring eagerly at everyone and baring their teeth at everyone.

On the other side, there is a girl in a tight leather jacket with a black veil and a beautiful dagger in her hand, looking at everyone with interest.

At this time, the middle-aged man at the head spoke.

"Now I will give you half an hour to escape. After half an hour, we will start to pursue you. The time limit is three days. If you can escape my pursuit within three days, not only can you get the promised reward, but you can also ask me for help."

Make a wish."

"I hope you can bring me an interesting hunt."

Then the hunt begins now.

Bang!

The middle-aged man fired a shot into the air.

The other twenty-nine people all turned around and ran towards the jungle.

Only Zhang Tuohai stood there.

"You won't run?"

The middle-aged man asked while loading the shotgun in his hand.

Bang!

Gunfire rang out.

What went off was not the shotgun, but Zhang Tuohai’s Winchester.

A Winchester freshly made from clay.

The middle-aged man's upper body was beaten into a sieve and fell into a pool of blood.

"That's it?"

Zhang Tuohai almost laughed, for just these two moments, he was still here.

"How dare you kill Mr. Hall!"

The one-eyed dragon was shocked and angry when he saw this, and let go of the rope in his hand.

The five hounds suddenly stood up and pounced on Zhang Tuohai.

Bang, bang, bang.

Zhang Tuohai retreated while pulling the bolt and pulling the trigger.

The No. 12 projectiles formed a steel barrage, covering all the places in front of Zhang Tuohai.

As soon as the five hounds pounced on them, they were swept away by an overwhelming barrage of projectiles, and in the blink of an eye they turned into sieves.

"You are the only one who bites people, right?"

Zhang Tuohai walked over and put Winchester on the head of the one-eyed dragon.

The one-eyed dragon trembled all over and fell to his knees with a thud.

"Please, don't kill me."

"Then tell me, why did you let the dog bite me just now?"

Zhang Tuohai asked coldly.

"I, I didn't mean it."

The one-eyed dragon stuttered and said.

Bang!

Winchester's gunfire rang out, and along with the smoke, the body of the one-eyed dragon fell to the ground.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to do it."


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