Chapter 26 Players Meeting
"This copy with zombie elements is so classic."

Ke Mingye read the introduction of the dungeon for a while, then turned his attention back to himself. He opened the communication panel with his mind and sent a message to the discussion group.

【Failed Man: Are you all here? 】

【Good Orange Peel: Here we are. 】

[Unexplainable dream: 1. ]

[Anti-Dog: The console game experience store next door, the third room on the second floor. Just tell the owner that you are with us.]

【Failed Man: OK, here I come. 】

After sending the message, Ke Mingye moved his view back to the trick puppet. He controlled the puppet to turn its head and, as expected, there was a video game store not far from the supermarket.

He controlled the trick puppet and stepped into the video game store, said something to the boss and went up to the second floor. He entered the third private room, lifted the black cloth, and saw three unfamiliar figures.

In the private room of the video game store, the orange light illuminated three faces. The moment the trickster puppet walked into the store, they all turned their faces away at the same time.

"Who are you?" Ke Mingye asked.

"Anti-dog."

The first person to speak was a young man wearing glasses, a long black coat and jeans. He was holding a black leather-covered book, and his eyes were deep and penetrating.

"Qingmeng. That ID is just a random number. Just call me that."

The next person to speak was a girl wearing a baseball cap. She had long light blue hair, her hands were in her jacket pockets, her neck was slightly raised, her expression was very arrogant, and there was a blue heart tattooed at the corner of her eye.

“Then I am the orange peel.”

The last person I saw was a handsome young man in casual clothes. He squinted his eyes and smiled, looking calm and approachable.

“Why choose a console store?”

Ke Mingye asked while he ordered the puppet to sit on the sofa.

"It's safer to talk in a store like this that's facing closure than in a place like a cafe," said Fan Quan.

"That's true."

As soon as Ke Mingye came in, he noticed that this video game store indeed had few customers and was very quiet.

After all, the economy is now developed, and everyone who needs a console like PS5 or Switch can buy one to play at home, without having to go to a console experience store. If it is a relatively busy store, it can serve as a game enthusiast club, but small stores like this will only have fewer and fewer customers, forming a vicious cycle.

"Let's chat. You should have seen the Meiyajia copy." Fanquan said.

"It's said to be a zombie chase, quite a classic." Ke Mingye said.

"Qingmeng and I have found a total of seven dungeons in Huanjing City over the past two days. Among these seven dungeons, only this one has the lowest difficulty. The system recommends players within the 'Lv.1 to Lv.3' range to try it. As our first dungeon, it should be the best choice."

Ke Mingye couldn't refute it. It was indeed difficult to find a copy with a lower difficulty.

"So will the fight start today?" he asked.

"After acquiring the skills at three o'clock, Qingmeng and I tried to challenge that dungeon, but we failed." Fanquan said calmly, "The gap is not that big. We just lack a player who can attract the monsters' attention to coordinate and cooperate." At this point, he took a sip of coffee.

"Attract firepower? I think I can." Ke Mingye said. He has a spider web launcher and the trickster doll is very light, so it is fully maneuverable and it should be easy to use it to attract the hatred of monsters in the dungeon.

He added: "But let me make it clear first, I didn't learn any damaging skills, only..." Halfway through his words, he found that Anti-Dog had pushed a pistol onto the table, so he changed his words and said, "That's fine."

"Where did you get the gun?" Ke Mingye was puzzled. "This body's father gave it to me." Fanquan said, putting the gun back into his coat.

"what?"

Ke Mingye was stunned for a moment when he heard this, thinking that this is China, not America. Which father would be so tough as to give his son a gun to play with?

"It's a long story."

As he spoke, Fanquan introduced his family background.

His father was an illegal gun dealer who smuggled guns and gave him a few guns to play with, so he could provide pistols for his teammates, but his father also warned him that if he was found by the police, he would be finished. He went to a top university in China, but dropped out due to health reasons. His family didn't control him much, so he could basically move freely around the clock.

"That's good. We can move freely and guns can be provided." Ke Mingye commented.

"It's nothing. Players born in the United States can easily get guns. My background at most gives me an advantage in China." Fanquan said calmly.

"Too."

Next to Fanquan, the punk girl with the ID "Qingmeng" also introduced her background.

She said, "My previous incarnation of this body was a rebellious punk girl. I mentioned it in the discussion group before, I was an orphan, and I organized a band in an orphanage that used orphans as a gimmick. Later, I was sent to a juvenile detention center for attacking a police officer, and the band disbanded."

As he said this, he put a piece of gum into his mouth. "Anyway, now I can climb over the wall of the orphanage at any time, so I am relatively free. If you have any questions, please contact me."

"It's quite sci-fi that these things can happen in China."

Ke Mingye commented and turned his gaze to the young man with the ID "Orange Peel".

Orange Peel smiled and said that the background of his body was that of an ordinary person from an ordinary family. Now that he was on vacation from university, he returned to his hometown to work in a milk tea shop during the summer vacation.

Finally it was Ke Mingye's turn, and the three of them turned their eyes to him.

Ke Mingye thought that if he really wanted to introduce his family background, he would have to write at least a 10,000-word paper, so he controlled the puppet to pick up the water cup on the table and take a sip of water, and then introduced:

"Well, the father is loving and the son is filial, the family is harmonious, everything is normal, over."

In fact, he didn't use his original body to come here, in order to avoid involving these players in his family problems, so he chose to use only the trickster puppet to infiltrate the player's team and fish. If he could get the dungeon rewards, he would make a profit, and if not, he would not lose out either - anyway, with his background, his family would not find out his identity, and the most practical thing was to eat and wait for death and watch other players perform. Forcing himself to make a name for himself was no different from dancing in handcuffs.

"It seems that players usually replace the body of a normal person in this parallel world, and their families are mostly normal people, without superhumans. This may be to prevent players from developing feelings for superhumans. After all, when you travel through time, you will also gain all the memories of your previous life. These memories can easily make you feel attached to your family, making you indecisive."

After listening to the speeches of several people, Fanquan analyzed without thinking.

Ke Mingye controlled the puppet to force out a smile and said, "Yes, it's very humane."

"Anyway, just gather here around this time tomorrow and complete this copy. From now on, we will be responsible for finding the copy. It doesn't matter if you need to go to school or work, as long as you can find time to gather together." Fan Quan said.

"Okay, then tomorrow." Orange Peel said, "I'll leave first then."

"Bye." Qing Meng lowered his head and played with his mobile phone, then waved his hand.

"Okay," Ke Mingye said, "I'll be on summer vacation after class tomorrow. The discussion group can call me if needed."

After saying that, he controlled the deception puppet to be the first to walk out of the private room. The moment it left the console experience store, its face changed. It turned a few streets and then turned into an alley where it was confirmed that there were no surveillance cameras.

The puppet shrank and returned to its original form, curled up in the trash can. The next moment, the entire puppet exploded from the inside, and the cracks burning with fire covered every inch of its skin, swallowing it all.

Then, a strange laughter spread in the alley.

(End of this chapter)