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"Dog head statue? Have you decided who to give it to?" Guild Master Zero's expression became much more slack after he knew that Blaze was not here to defeat Azazel, but the dog head statue still aroused his interest.

He still gave Blaze a lot of props, but not many valuable things.

NPCs are hostile to murderous players. To say how great the hostility is...if normal players and murderous players fall into the water, NPCs will choose to smash the murderous players to death with stones.

So Guild Master Zero didn't think that Blaze would give the dog head statue to their [Azazel] people, but now Blaze is here.

"Hmm~ Interesting." Guild Master Zero looked at Blaze with interest, "Since you are here, come up and sit down."

"Is this some kind of trap?"

"Maybe, maybe not."

Guild Master Zero smiled mysteriously and took the initiative to lead the way. Blaze took Hebi from Snake's hand, carried Hebi on his shoulders and followed.

Before leaving Balkan City, [Azazel] was the most terrifying organization in the world, and their stronghold was described by the outside world as a den of dragons and tigers.

After really seeing the stronghold... it was indeed a dangerous place with both dragons and tigers.

The [Azazel] base in front of him was more like a huge checkpoint than a guild of strangers. Not to mention that it was full of monsters and traps, the killer strangers wandered around the base like wandering monsters.

"We designed our base based on the Demon King's Castle." Guild Master Zero acted like a qualified guide. When passing a corner, he pointed proudly to the treasure chest in the corner.

"This is the design we are most proud of, the reward for challengers, that is, the treasure chest!"

"You also give rewards to intruders?" This can be said to be the most thoughtful design Blazer has ever seen, but he couldn't help but ask, "Then who pays for the rewards here? The public treasury."

"There's no such thing as a public treasury in a murderous guild." Guild Master Zero's voice had a hint of pride.

"This is the treasure chest warehouse we developed. Every killer who joins Azazel can only store items in this treasure chest warehouse!"

It is considerate for the intruder, but it can be said to be a horror story for the owner of the warehouse.

Other guilds would hide their warehouses as deep as possible. Some had three burrows, some real and some fake. Some turned the warehouse into a hidden level for the entire guild.

But [Azazel] simply turned the stranger's warehouse into a treasure chest and placed it at the door.

As for the treasure chest in front of you, it is basically located right in front of the door and is not hidden at all.

"What's the point of doing this?"

"To promote everyone's ambition." Guild Master Zero showed a devilish smile.

"Only members with higher rankings can hide their treasure chest warehouses in dangerous places with guards and traps. In order to rank higher, they have to assassinate more people and challenge more powerful people. As a result, their wealth will increase, and they will become more uneasy about the location of their treasure chest warehouses."

"How about that? It's a nice virtuous cycle, and it's also very interesting."

"It's evil for the whole world." Blaze shook his head. He finally understood why the strangers in Azazel were so crazy.

It turns out that if you don't work harder, your property will have no security at all.

Blaze still hoped that he would not have too many in-depth exchanges with the killer stranger. After all, he had just come up with the idea of ​​getting rich by hunting the killer stranger.

Seeing that Blaze remained silent, Guild Master Zero did not take the initiative to speak, but kept watching Blaze out of the corner of his eye.

Although Blaze's walking posture is very similar to that of an ordinary civilian NPC on the roadside, there is no flaw.

Ordinary NPCs...

Guild Master Zero stopped and tilted his head slightly, showing Blaze only the side of his face hidden in the darkness.

"Blazer, do you know that there is another person in this world who looks exactly like you? In Balkan City, there is an ordinary person who likes to eat apples, also named Blazer."

"Aren't there a lot of people with the same name?" Blaze raised his hand and poked his helmet with his finger. "And can you see my face?"

"I can't see it." Guild Master Zero shook his head, abruptly stopped the topic, and continued to lead the way.

"do you know him?"

Blaze became interested instead. It was the first time a stranger mentioned him from the Balkan city.

"I'm not familiar with you. I'm just..." The guild master raised his hand and three copper coins appeared between his fingers.

"I just killed him once."

Chapter 729 Wrong Props

[Feeling of Death] Blaze has been visiting frequently recently. There is no way around it because the enemies he encounters are too strong.

In the past, he lived a very peaceful life, strolling on the street normally, buying an apple normally, and ending the day normally.

Occasionally I would talk to strangers about the story of the Pink Rabbit, but most of the time I would be ignored.

In summary, this is the story of ordinary people.

But [Killed] is no ordinary story.

When Guild Master Zero said that he had killed Blaze, Blaze remained very calm.

"You must have remembered it wrongly. Blaze from Balkan City was an ordinary person. If he was killed, there would be no way to revive him."

"...This is also something I care about very much. I never fail to get it. These three copper coins are also rare items that I found on him."

【@%copper@?】

【! @s@#%*@）】

"What a mess of props this is." Blaze only saw a bunch of random numbers and symbols.

"This is a very rare prop. Later, I heard that Blazer from Balkan City was wandering around the streets with nothing to do, so I went to observe him again."

"Nothing to do..." Blaze's expression was a little stiff. It turned out that in the eyes of strangers, he used to be an idle person.

Now that I think about it... it's true. He does nothing every day but eat apples, and doesn't learn a skill. Even Odin, who sells fruits, has created income for Balkan City.

Although most of the profits were obtained by purchasing spoils from foreigners at low prices.

But the point now should be that he was killed before, but he has no memory of it at all.

Of course, it is also possible that such memory problems arise because he is idle every day, wasting his time and living the same life every day.

Blaze couldn't help but hold on to the wall next to him.

"Could it be that you used the resurrection item to revive Blaze?"

"How could I use a precious resurrection item on someone who has no ambition and whose job every day is to eat apples?"

"Gu——" Blaze held onto the wall with both hands. He was worthy of being Azazel's strongest killer. He was covered in bruises just by talking.

"But... it's really strange. Maybe there's something special about Blaze that's why he was resurrected."

Guild Master Zero glanced at Blaze, who was behaving strangely, opened his private message and sent a message to someone.

……

Drop drop-

"Message?" Penguin picked up his mobile phone. He loved the feeling of buttons, so he used a rather old-fashioned touch-screen and button combination mobile phone.

He remembered an industry tycoon named Lei, who cursed them, a group of tech geeks, at a new mobile phone launch conference, saying that they were not only stubborn users of mobile phones, but also modified them without permission.

"This is called nostalgia." The penguin glanced at the message and slowly stood up.

"What are you going to do?" The cook at the next workstation, who had painted himself in dark gothic makeup due to overtime work, raised his head.

"To the restroom."

"Big or small."

"A combination of both."

At first glance, they seemed to be exchanging secret codes, but in fact, it was only because the geniuses' brains were working at full speed that they could only have such meaningless conversations.

Penguin put on a hooded jacket, a black mask and a baseball cap, quietly slipped out of [G] Company, and came to the designated location where the mobile phone message was sent.

A plainclothes policeman was waiting for him there.

As for why he could recognize this guy as a plainclothes policeman... He had a big meat bun in his left hand and soy milk in his right hand. I wonder which work he plagiarized the image of the plainclothes policeman from.

I feel like it would be embarrassing to say hello.

"Are you Mr. ID Ogre?"

"Hmm? You are the ID..."

"Don't call me by my game name, my real name is...eh——" Penguin paused and held his forehead. When he recalled his name, he remembered the geniuses calling him Penguin-long and Penguin-short.

There is no one in the world with the last name Penguin and the last name Goose.

"Young man, have you been brainwashed?" The ogre looked at the informant in front of him and couldn't help but joked, "Judging from the dark history of your company, you must have been brainwashed. Only people who have been brainwashed will have a blurred understanding of themselves."

"Police, police uncle! How should I know if I have been brainwashed?"

"I'll teach you a good way. Think about the life values ​​and dreams you want to achieve."

"Of course I will work for this company day and night without rest until I retire!"

The ogre, who originally had a joking expression, suddenly became serious.

Hasn't this person been completely brainwashed?!

“They gave me this number!”

"..." The Ogre looked at the number in Penguin's hand, was silent for a long time, and then whispered, "Do you... need bodyguards?"

"No, they said I am the one." Penguin pointed at himself and waved his hand, "It's not important. Are the clues I provided useful?"

"It worked. We did find traces of that woman's recent activities... She was collecting materials and seemed to be planning to build a very special virtual stealth cabin with her own hands."

"Aren't there a lot of restricted components in there?" Penguin frowned, "Could it be the ones from above again..."

"There is some relationship, but the important thing is that she took it out from the recycling station." The ogre spread his hands, with a helpless expression on his face.

"This group of geniuses are all-rounders. They were able to create a high-end virtual submersible cabin from scratch with their bare hands, and the quality is no worse than that of mass-produced ones."

"That is!"

"This is not the time to joke around." The ogre handed the big meat bun in his hand to the penguin and continued to keep an eye on the nearby breakfast shop.

"So you are here?"

"I'm stalking that woman. You know, some of my superiors plan to continue to use this woman's sick personality to help them get more sales, so they won't provide me with any help."

"So?" Penguin was confused. He was just an informant, trying to make a contribution so that [G] Company would not be suspected of secretly helping that woman.

"I need a helper to help me restrain that woman. Here it comes!"

"I'm a civilian, ahem." Penguin couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth under the mask. He was actually looking forward to this situation.

[I'm just a programmer with no skills]

Then the penguin saw the helper of the woman the ogre had been talking about.

"Isn't that..." Penguin narrowed his eyes. The back of that person looked familiar... She was the female manager of that underground bar.

Without the dim atmosphere of the bar, he could see more clearly and recognized the man.

"Well, isn't that girl the two-time world champion in women's mixed martial arts?! And she's also a welterweight!"

"You, you also follow this kind of international competition?" The ogre turned his head away in embarrassment. "If we two go together, we will definitely win!"

"Two against one, that's not good!"

"Are you a player? When you see the BOSS, you should beat her up!"

Chapter 730 Some Things Are Better Unknown

In the end, Penguin and Ogre did not act rashly in the downtown area. After all, the opponent was really strong. It was impossible to subdue a world champion-level fighter who was 1.9 meters tall and weighed 76 kg quietly.

However, the active intelligence showed that the woman was a cockroach who would disappear without a trace at the slightest disturbance.

So they could only watch as the female manager disappeared.

In the breakfast shop, the penguin was buying breakfast while chatting with the ogre who was still observing the surroundings.

"I say, you should have frozen all of that woman's funds. How did she manage to hire a world champion fighter as a bodyguard?"

"It's a favor. The female store manager's brother was the victim of a previous case." The ogre looked around and determined the location of the surveillance camera. "But you, didn't your boss always maintain a subtle attitude towards that woman? Now that you are an informant, won't it affect your high salary?"

This question is very sharp. The slogan of "acting bravely when seeing injustice" was changed to "acting wisely when seeing injustice" more than a hundred years ago. The price of helping others when seeing injustice is extremely high, and "indifference" has long been written into the basic structure of society.

But people are taught from a young age to be kind, honest and compassionate. Once they grow up and enter society, they are forced to accept the rules of self-protection and telling lies.

People are twisted.