Wu Di, as his name suggests, is unrivaled in the field of not being a human being.
When others enter the game dungeon, they fight tooth and nail to level up, form cliques, or hold golden fingers and rise all the way to the top of the list.
He was different. The gang he formed was the BOSS in the dungeon. He used the dungeon every day to study how to make the players' mentality explode.
The Valentine's Day-limited dungeon specially opened for couples in the game hall was magically transformed into a large-scale scene where a scumbag fell in love with a girl, and a breakup counterattack cannon was set up to realize every breakup's dream of a spectacular breakup.
As soon as he logged in, the traditional decrypted copy turned into a local third-rate bloody plot, which made a group of intelligent players feel extremely emotional and cursed the whole system.
A group of big men were ready to show off their skills and weapons against the final BOSS with their heads full of buffs. Before they even took out their skill weapons, they were blinded by the blood butcher BOSS wearing a pure white lace floral dress.
There is no way, the more explosive other people's mentality is, the more my rewards will be.
Let me see which group of players were unlucky today and were assigned a copy with me. Hey,
Wait, what the hell! Why is the pervert at the top of the list also in this book! Mad, I want to quit!
Lan Mingguan was walking on the road holding two long knives and holding Wu Di's collar as if carrying groceries, completely ignoring Wu Di's cursing gestures.
You really think labor and management are easy to bully, right? Hey, hey, look, I locked all the monster hatred values on you, then adjusted your luck value to the lowest, and then changed your clearance route to...
Eh? Damn! Your configuration is always at the lowest level! How did you get to the top of the list? You bastard pervert, let me go!
Come on, come on! The reason why you meow you to let go is not to let you carry me on your back!
From then on, Wu Di entered the dungeon no longer as he pleased, and treated it as a trip to relax. He's playing a real-life version of Battle Royale! Escape from a Sapi madman from Zelan Mingguan!
He runs away, he chases, he can't fly with wings, and even if he does get wings, they will be broken off and roasted into New Orleans wings.
Externally strong and medium-trunk nerve DM subject
Purpose: Determined to save every dungeon that suffers disaster