60 Chapter 60

After seeing the white-haired young man standing there, the audience in the live broadcast room was strangely silent for a few seconds, and then a very heated discussion broke out.

[Isn't it okay? Why did so many people say he was dead just now?]

......

[Oh my god, that's the magician!! He is really okay - Wuhu takes off!]

[It's okay, it's okay, my heart is about to stop beating 55555 I can't stand this stimulation]

[Magician, the eternal god! It's okay, I'm still waiting for my brother to take me out of this hellhole]

The previous weird comments disappeared, drowned in a sea of ​​carnival.

It has to be said that after the big show in Las Vegas and the good impression that he accidentally created for the audience in the previous copy, the popularity of the magician Zong Jiu is now close to that of the S-level players, and he is very popular with passers-by.

Xu Su, who was just depressed, was patted on the shoulder by someone, "Brother Jiu is fine!"

"Ah? What?"

He reacted, jumped on the spot, and turned around to see the white-haired young man waving at him.

Zong Jiu saw the smiling faces of the newcomers from afar, and sighed in his heart that these guys were easy to trust others and were naive, and then lowered his head again.

The young man's wrist was slender and thin, and blue blood vessels could be seen under the pale skin. There was sticky blood flowing underneath, playing the symbol of life.

Not long ago, Zong Jiu almost thought he was going to die.

Yes, it was in the coffin wrapped in blazing fire.

The white-haired young man bent his knees and pressed against No. 1's chest. The devil let go of the hand that had been pinching his neck, and pressed his head hard against his chest.

They blocked all ways for each other to escape, as if they were entangled and fell into hell.

For Zong Jiu, this was probably a good or bad development.

He dared to set the coffin on fire, and arrogantly said that he would drag No.1 to death with him. Naturally, he would not have thought that he was also trapped in the same situation.

How could he take the initiative to send himself to death.

That's right, Zong Jiu had already kept a backup plan.

The A-level prop substitute doll is the most popular prop in Las Vegas. It can withstand one fatal damage and is the most powerful passive prop now.

Zong Jiu equipped himself with this prop directly after he exchanged it. Although he felt that the possibility of his death was very small, it was nothing to have a heavy insurance to avoid a capsize in the gutter in the future.

Sure enough, didn't he use it?

Although there was a loss, it was worth it.

Not only worth it, but also very exciting.

From beginning to end, the white-haired young man was laughing, just like a devil.

Their blood was boiling for each other.

Just when Zong Jiu felt the flames licking his ankle, the main system suddenly sent a cold prompt.

[The main quest item has been searched and submitted successfully]

[A-level copy: Famine Village, the inner ghost card task has been completed]

[Please wait, the clearance reward is being calculated... The post-game rating will start soon... Transfer location: studio]

At the moment when the surroundings were still and solidified into a color block, Zong Jiu suddenly looked up.

In the background of the raging fire, the devil narrowed his eyes.

The narrow eyes were stained with a dark light that made people palpitate, and the self in the pupils was also twisted and fell, dragged into the bottomless vortex.

Zong Jiu had an illusion that he was not looking at a person. Instead, he held the key to open the caged beast and released something that could be called the most terrifying and twisted existence in the world.

The next second, the feeling of imprisonment disappeared.

The scene of burning like hell around him suddenly changed into a studio with bright lights.

Under the dim light, Zong Jiu stared at his hands.

His substitute doll was still lying in the system backpack, and he couldn't use it at all.

Just when the coffin was about to be engulfed by the flames, the main task was abruptly completed. Who would believe that there was no devil's hand in it?

Undoubtedly, there must have been some variables that Zong Jiu couldn't grasp during this period.

After all, before he took out the torch from the black box, the devil's hand was still tightly around his neck. Zong Jiu still clearly remembered that he was suffocated by the gradually closing cold fingers.

The devil really wanted to kill him, and he was still high above him, giving him death like playing with prey.

It's impossible that No. 1 changed his mind in that short moment, right?

Thinking of this, the white-haired young man raised his head.

At the top of the golden-red dome, ten supreme thrones stood tall.

Except for the empty seat in the middle, all the seats were occupied.

In the moment when Zong Jiu was distracted, the studio got down to business.

The gorgeous and bizarre chandeliers on the dome were all turned off.

When the lights came on again, the entire hall, except for the lowest step and the ten thrones, fell into deep darkness.

[E-level trainee rating begins... System ratings are being distributed...]

E-level trainees all have an uneasy mood on their faces, and those with poor psychological endurance even faint on the spot.

This scene is much better than the last time when F-level trainees were selected. At least the trainees who did not try to rush out of the stairs probably knew that doing so would only turn them into a pool of meat paste.

Zong Jiu took a special look at the ratings of the newcomers.

They completed the main task and experienced several dangerous challenges in the middle. Even if they were paddling, they survived anyway. The main system is not that harsh. So those newcomers successfully landed and got the D-level rating, and Xu Su was so happy that he jumped three feet high.

After jumping, these newcomers were also serious one by one. In addition to being happy, they did not forget to salute Zong Jiu who was on the C-level steps, which attracted many people to look at and watch.

Zong Jiu: "..."

Since this scene was so embarrassing, he just pretended not to see it.

[D-level trainee level assessment begins... System scores are being issued...]

Unlike the last level assessment, there was no upset among the low-level trainees this time.

Basically, the assessment you get is about one level up or down, depending on your original level, so it is extremely difficult to achieve a class leap.

This time, there are a few newcomers with good qualities in the D-level, who were promoted to the C-level in one fell swoop and joined the upper three-level club.

Of course, if there are promotions, there will be demotions.

Several D-level trainees were demoted to the E-level because of their poor performance in this dungeon.

These people looked ashen and depressed. There was even a mentally unstable one who wanted to commit suicide on the spot when he took out a knife, and blood spurted all over the face of the person next to him.

Zong Jiu glanced at them indifferently and retracted his gaze without interest.

The C-level assessment is about to come.

At this time, everyone's interest was slightly raised.

During the last rating, the magician Zong Jiu, who caused a sensation in the entire hall, was at this level. He was one of the few who could reach the upper three levels in the first dungeon. He was also the most popular newcomer at the moment.

The old people were all whispering to each other.

On the B-level ladder, Cao Hongtao said, "Damn, he really came back alive."

They were still upset about the survival points that were blackmailed in the deserted village dungeon.

The attitudes of the other old people were also consistent. They either waited and watched, or harbored malice because of that adult.

The barrage was quite worried.

[Do you think that the magician in this dungeon can still get a high rating? ]

[High rating? What are you thinking? The identity of the traitor in this copy has been exposed, and the system rating will definitely not be high]

[Indeed, if the traitor is exposed, the system rating will definitely drop, but it will not drop too much, after all, the main quest has been completed]

[That's right, it's hard to get an A-level, it's good to get a B-level]

[Oh, is that so? I bet that he will be promoted to S-level after this copy, what a pity]

The white-haired young man stood there, not caring about other people's eyes or looks, looking lazy.

Before being roasted by the fire, Zong Jiu felt that he might have suffered a little burn. He was planning to go back to the main system to do a comprehensive check, spend 500 survival points to recover, and then have a good sleep.

Zong Jiu didn't care much about his rating.

After all, this time his identity as a traitor was exposed, which was secondary. The most important thing was that he directly killed the Yin Po NPC played by the devil.

At least Zong Jiu knocked the perverted doctor unconscious with a hammer in the first dungeon. Besides, the plot line of the mental hospital dungeon had come to an end at that time, so it had little impact on the overall situation. If the deserted village dungeon went as normal, the big boss Yin Po would continue to make trouble in the future, and the trainees would not be able to find out the villagers' lies so easily, but would continue to be deceived by Yin Po.

In short, Zong Jiu knew that his rating would not be very high, and he was ready to experience the punishment dungeon. Anyway, he didn't regret killing the NPC played by the devil, not to mention that he had been very curious about the single-player punishment dungeon.

[C-level trainee level assessment begins... System rating is being issued...]

As expected, the moment the system evaluation was issued, a big purple "F" floated above Zong Jiu's head.

There was an uproar in the hall again.

F!

Unless you violated the iron rules set by the main system, or performed too badly in the dungeon, and were afraid of death, and avoided ghosts, you would not get an F.

The person on the top throne also cast his eyes.

"You got an S in the last dungeon, but only an F this time? This is too outrageous."

The exorcist turned his head and said, "Old ghost, were you with this guy in the last dungeon?"

The black-clothed Azan nodded silently.

"How did he perform?"

The other people on the throne looked over vaguely.

"It's impossible that there is only this evaluation."

Azan in black didn't make too many comments, obviously he didn't want to say more.

But his words have revealed enough information.

Even No. 4 said that there couldn't be only this evaluation, so the negative copy can be ruled out.

Messiah frowned worriedly, "Strange, which iron rule did he break?"

After the system evaluation came out, the barrage was full of bad news.

[Go back and take a shower, F-level, the instructor's evaluation usually follows the system evaluation, it's over]

[F-level... This is too outrageous, did he kill a trainee? ]

[It's not impossible. I followed the whole dungeon in the deserted village, and a C-level died there. It seems that he had some grudges with the magician in Las Vegas before. The barbarian also said that the C-level followed the magician, but he disappeared when he turned around.]

[Ah, but it’s not strange to have grudges, but it’s really exaggerated to kill people. Isn’t this just asking for death?]

[That’s right]

[Forget it, let’s all go. Everyone knows how difficult the punishment dungeon is. Don’t hold on to unnecessary hopes.]

Just when people were sighing, gloating or sighing, a cry of surprise suddenly came.

The hall, which was still talking a while ago, suddenly became quiet.

A dead silence.

This scene is exactly the same as the second round of level evaluation, which can be called a repetition of history.

Zong Jiu also realized something.

This time he didn’t look up, because the blood-red light had already reflected on his wrist.

Next to the purple F evaluation of the main system, a letter flashing with an ominous light quietly emerged.

S-level.

The instructor gave him an S-level dungeon evaluation.

Zong Jiu:?