Outside the dungeon, the white light vortex entrance has been surrounded and blocked by the official.

The entire haunted house has been officially blocked and taken over.

As for the official staff and boss of the haunted house, they could only watch it, wanting to cry without tears.

The combat dungeon is no better than the entertainment dungeon. It is not only dangerous, but also has a higher profit in clearance, so it will naturally not be left to the control of civil forces.

It's just a miserable boss of the haunted house.

It took so much money to open up the land, but it just opened today. The investment has not been recovered yet, and it has disappeared.

"Heavenly kills me. If I know what happened, who did it, I'm so irreconcilable..."

The owner of the haunted house was so angry that his teeth were itchy.

Aside from the side, a soldier came over and said, "Follow me."

The owner of the haunted house quickly followed and smiled and said, "That, little brother, I will compensate you..."

The young soldier casually said, "It's indispensable."

The haunted house owner breathed a sigh of relief.

I hope I can get my blood back, otherwise it will be bankrupt.

These days, dungeons are really not something that ordinary rich people can afford. After all, just such an entertainment dungeon has spent more than one billion yuan after the land was opened. Although the tickets were collected today, it was only the first day of opening, and the ticket revenue in the future will not be so much.

Now that the copy is gone, it can't be collected even more.

In this way, I can only rely on official compensation, not asking for more, just asking for no loss.

Battle dungeon…

If you can take it in your hands, you will make a lot of money.

Unfortunately, the incident was too disturbing this time and could not be concealed at all. In this case, it was impossible to hide the mutated combat copy.

For a moment, the haunted house owner was filled with regret and heartache.

On the other side.

At the entrance to the copy.

Sixty-four young men in Taoist robes sat down around the entrance of the copy.

There are eight groups in each eight people, and there are eight groups in total.

Each formation is formed, and a formation is formed, and a formation of sixty-four people is formed.

The array patterns appear on the ground, connected together, and are naturally formed and magnificent.

When the array is formed, the center is the entrance to the copy.

And the next thing is to open the door.

"Prepare."

The sixty-four people all heard the sound of command: "Eight Gates Dunjia Formation, open!"

The eight groups of members immediately changed their handprints and shouted in unison: "Open!"

The next moment.

A complete array pattern appeared above the entrance of the copy.

The array pattern rotates slowly, and although it is not solid, a crisp sound of "cracking" is heard.

The array eye has appeared.

The formation patterns under the sixty-four people and the formation eyes at the entrance of the copy shine together, one up and one another, echoing each other and blending into one.

Immediately afterwards, sixty-four people changed their seals again.

"Shengmen, open!"

"Shengmen, open!"

"Shengmen, open!"

"Shengmen, open!"

"Shengmen, open!"

"Shengmen, open!"

"Shengmen, open!"

“…”

In groups of eight people, a spiritual gate appeared out of thin air above the heads of eight people in each group.

The Lingmen trembled slightly and then stabilized.

Outside the formation.

Seeing this, the commander looked calm and said, "The Logistics Department should pay attention to replenishing spiritual power for those who maintain the formation and receive those who come out of the dungeon."

Logistics Department: "Received!"

The commander continued: "The land clearing team, get started."

The land reclamation team: "Received."

Someone leaped into the spiritual gate at will.

Someone flashed in with his sword.

Someone riding a motorcycle roared in and broke in.

Someone laughed and pretended to enter.

…

There were eight people entering the Eight Light Gate.

These eight people can become pioneers of the Special Forces Department and enter the combat copy alone to open up the land. They naturally have great strength and definitely have a lot of experience in opening up the land.

in short.

The eight people who entered were all big shots in the eyes of ordinary members of the Special Forces Department.

As for the image in the eyes of ordinary people, it is even more powerful and mysterious.

Everything went into the formalities and after the placement was made, the commander turned around and left and went to the war room.

A large black truck stopped.

The truck deformed and expanded, and in a blink of an eye, a war room was formed on the spot.

In the combat room, many people have gathered and each has sat down.

On the main seat, a middle-aged man who was not angry and powerful was sitting upright, glanced at the commander who walked in, and said in a deep voice: "How is the arrangement?"

The commander quickly said: "The land reclamation team has entered smoothly, and the combat goal is to save people."

The middle-aged minister nodded and said, "Old Zhao, count the casualties of civilians."

On the side, a real uncle with his feet on the table was very casual and unshaven, sitting lazy and said, "biubiu."

In the air, a virtual little girl appeared and smiled and said, "At this, Dad, good noon."

The sloppy uncle yawned and said, "Good noon, let's see how many people died in the dungeon."

The virtual little girl stroked her hands, and many virtual information and virtual images appeared in front of everyone, saying: "It is connecting to the official database of the Haunted House Copy...it is connecting to the copy forum...it is searching for data..."

"Preliminary statistics are completed..."

"It is known that a total of 13,562 people have entered the haunted house copy. Currently, the number of parallel copy exists is 1,689, the number of trapped people is 5,167, and 134 people have been confirmed to die."

134 people.

This is already a small accident.

The middle-aged minister sighed and said, "Please sort out the information of the deceased, record it well, and use it for the logistics to resurrect it."

Some professions have resurrection skills, but there are very few professions with resurrection skills, and the training costs a lot.

Moreover, resurrection has many restrictions, not as simple as it seems.

For example, the most intuitive point is that the stronger the person, the harder it is to be resurrected.

Other restrictions include the limitations of each resurrection, which permanently loses a large amount of attribute values ​​and life expectancy limits. The same person is resurrected at most two or three times. The resurrection consumes a lot and can only resurrect the dead within 24 hours... and so on.

In short, there are many restrictions. If it is not necessary, no one wants to die and then be resurrected.

“Okay, recorded.”

Virtual little girl blinks playfully.

The sloppy uncle said: "Click out the picture of the destruction team."

The virtual little girl said, "Okay, dad."

The words are over.
To be continued...