When the maid saw Jie Fangcheng, three others and a ghost, she was stunned. But when Wei Yuan and the others explained that this was also [God's favor], the maid just smiled.
"In the past, there were only a hundred divine followers who came each time, but this year there are a hundred and four."
After saying this, the maid didn't say anything more, and didn't even express any doubts about Yan Xiaohua's unusual appearance.
Wei Yuan and his friends entered the fifth-level dungeon [God's Favor]. Just from the system message, it can be seen that the player's status in the dungeon is relatively high, which is difficult to see in ordinary dungeons.
[Copy: God’s Favor]
[Introduction: Qiming City is a city favored by God, and it has countless believers. As a follower of God, you represent the will of God. Spread the blessings of God in the city! When the power of God fills the entire Qiming City, the Son of God will reappear! ]
[Content: What kind of son of God will the followers of God bring to God? ]
[Clearance conditions: Find one hundred sons of God, and on the day of the God's sacrifice, offer the sons of God to your beloved God.]
[No one has ever cleared this instance, the system will give you a new hint.]
[Tip: Only those who are devout enough can produce the most delicious fruits. ]
Wei Yuan explained: "After we entered the dungeon, we found that almost everyone in Qiming City believed in gods. As the followers of gods, we players will send one hundred followers every ten years to the city to look for the sons of gods... Actually, they are some young men with 'god patterns' on their foreheads. We only need to find one hundred of them."
Zhang Daoan looked at him deeply.
No one has ever passed the history.
This proves that this copy is either a new copy or extremely dangerous.
Players would be very alert after seeing this kind of dungeon, but Wei Yuan and his team were too relaxed.
Seeing Zhang Daoan's expression, Wei Yuan smiled at him slowly as if he was drunk, then came closer and spoke in a slightly mysterious tone.
"Brother Zhang, come with us tomorrow and take a walk around the city, and you'll know... This copy is very special, it's really not dangerous."
Zhang Daoan said nothing.
The maid prepared a new room for him and Fang Cheng.
The place where the gods' followers live is in the center of the city. It is a "God's Tower" that is almost as high as the temple. Whether it is the floor in the corridor or the decoration in the room, it is as luxurious as the residence of princes and nobles.
According to the maid, each of the gods' followers represents a god, and Qiming City exists for the gods.
"For God, we can contribute everything." This is what the maid said.
Not to mention Zhang Daoan, even Jie Fangcheng felt that it was inappropriate.
"How can this game be so kind as to provide a casual dungeon like this to players? Wei Yuan and his friends are veteran players. They know that the calmer the dungeon, the more dangerous it is. But Wei Yuan is not in the right state right now."
Zhang Daoan nodded.
"We can only wait and see tomorrow."
Early the next morning, there was a gentle knock on Jie Fangcheng's door.
The NPCs in the Shenju Tower prepared "divine robes" and accessories for Jie Fangcheng and others overnight.
The robe was the same one that Wei Yuan and the others wore, and the accessories were bracelets and anklets, both of which felt of very good quality.
Wei Yuan also woke up early. After seeing the divine robe and accessories, he tried to persuade Jie Fangcheng, who was too lazy to change clothes.
"Brother Jie, put on this outfit, and when you go out, the people of Qiming City will know that you are favored by the gods. When we move around in Qiming City, we can gain faith points. With more faith points, we can communicate better with the gods..."
After saying this, Wei Yuan was also stunned for a moment, and quickly changed his words: "With more faith points, we can better sense the location of the Son of God, which will help us complete the task."
"Oh? So how many Sons of God have you found now?"
"We have found more than twenty." Wei Yuan couldn't help laughing when he mentioned this. "This copy is really different from the previous copies."
He emphasized again.
How brainwashed has Wei Yuan been
Jie Fangcheng frowned.
He discovered yesterday that Wei Yuan's situation was not an isolated case.
Nie Shuangshuang is a girl with a bad temper. When we were chatting last night, she kept calling them "God" and "faith".
It's only been three days since I entered the dungeon and I've been tortured like this
There really is something fishy going on in Qiming City.
The daily routine of the gods' followers is also very simple. In the morning, they walk together in the streets and alleys of the city to accumulate divine power. In the afternoon, they look for the Son of God. In the evening, they start praying.
When Jie Fangcheng and the others followed Wei Yuan and the others to start their day as the gods' followers, they couldn't help but be a little stunned.
Get up early to "accumulate divine power"... This accumulation actually means helping NPCs do things.
Tasks like "My pig ran away, can you help me find it back, Lord God?", "I fell and got hurt yesterday, can you heal me, Lord God?" are all positive tasks.
Moreover, these NPCs in Qiming City are all ordinary mortals. Players have so many props and skills in their hands, and they almost always respond to all the requests.
When they complete their tasks, they always receive unanimous praise from the residents, and even children look at them with admiration.
Jie Fangcheng didn't put on the divine robe in the end. They didn't feel anything, and Wei Yuan was describing it from the side.
"After we help the people of Qiming City, we will feel a strange pulling force that allows us to sense the location of the Son of God. Not only that, we will also feel a hard-to-describe feeling, as if we have merged with Qiming City. In other words... we have become the masters of this city. No matter what we want to do, this city will help us."
Wei Yuan emphasized again: "This copy is different from the previous copies."
It is indeed different.
In most of the copies of infinite games, players and NPCs are eager to fight to the death on the first day they meet. For the first time, the NPCs in this copy see the player as if they were heroes, and the player's status is higher than that of the NPC.
This was so strange that Jie Fangcheng could even ask Wei Yuan, "Don't you think the more peaceful and tranquil the dungeon is, the scarier it is?"
Wei Yuan nodded, saying "I know" and then added: "But Brother Jie, I really advise you to put on the divine robe and experience it. The feeling is very mysterious and indescribable. But don't worry, the people of Qiming City admire us very much. I think even if this copy is dangerous, the degree of danger will not be very high."
Finished.
Wei Yuan was deposed.
No…
When the players gathered together again, looking at the happy smiles on their faces, Jie Fangcheng and Zhang Daoan looked at each other.
Anyway, the meals in this copy are really good. All kinds of rare treasures are cooked into delicacies by the best chefs in the city and are supplied in unlimited quantities.
In the morning, the gods' followers help the residents solve problems and gain divine power. In the afternoon, they will return to the "God's Tower" and try to sense the location of the Son of God again.
Perhaps because everyone worked very hard in the morning and gained more divine power, someone soon shouted excitedly, "I found it."
In just one afternoon, the cry of "I found it" was heard nearly twenty times, and the number of Sons of God discovered was almost half.
One player couldn't help but sigh: "This dungeon is too easy. It's not really asking us to be good people all the time, is it?"
It is obvious that any infinite flow player knows that this statement is impossible, but the person who said it seemed quite serious, and some people even expressed their agreement.
"Yes, yes, yes. Maybe this copy is unique?"
strangeness.
It's really weird.
When they were going to pray in the evening, they discovered another strange phenomenon.
Wei Yuan and his friends were gamers. To put it bluntly, most of the gamers would not have any feelings towards NPCs. Believing in NPCs? That was even more impossible.
But in this copy, before praying, the players would spontaneously go to the side to wash their hands, and once they arrived at the temple, they would not make loud noises, at most they would exchange a few words with the people around them.
There were no NPCs watching, and none of the players in the temple turned the temple upside down.
Time passed minute by minute, and just when the hands of the wall clock passed five forty, the surrounding candles suddenly lit up.
An ethereal piano sound came from somewhere, and the players around couldn't wait to clasp their hands together, close their eyes, and soon fell asleep.
Zhang Daoan said, "Let's try entering the dream as well. Based on what Wei Yuan and the others said, we might have missed other clues." Then he really closed his eyes and prayed.
Jie Fangcheng was not afraid of this. He was also vaguely curious about what kind of dream the mastermind would weave for him if he prayed.
When Jie Fangcheng closed his eyes, for a moment, he seemed to sink into something.
In the dream, Jie Fangcheng opened his eyes and then exclaimed "Huh".
Xie Fangcheng was wearing a black robe with blooming red spider lilies embroidered on it, holding a "For Manager Xie Only" in his hand, and was in his office... chewing pork elbow?
Jie Fangcheng was stunned, and then a feeling of rage rose in his heart.
What on earth caused this dream? Why did he act like a pig, with his deepest desire still being to eat?
It’s totally inaccurate!!
Just as Jie Fangcheng was thinking this, he suddenly heard Zhang Daoan's voice beside him.
"Manager Jie." In the dream, Zhang Daoan pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose and handed over a thick stack of information. "I have sorted out all the information about the infinite game "Don't Answer". This is the last part."
Although he felt a little embarrassed... but at this moment, Jie Fangcheng really felt the happiness from the bottom of his heart.
Professor Zhang is really considerate! If he hadn't been there, it would have taken me a few hundred years to report after I went down.
Desires like "Zhang Daoan helps to organize the information" are obviously very deep.
After taking the information, Xie Fangcheng passed it directly to his leader without even looking at it.
The leader finished reading it in three minutes, and after that he praised him crazily and waved his hand.
"Xiao Jie, I'll give you a long vacation of several hundred years and let you go wherever you want, okay?"
It really is a dream!!
Jie Fangcheng looked at his boss's face and realized the falsity of this dream.
If it was something else, Jie Fangcheng might be willing to wait a little longer to see what the mastermind behind the scenes could do.
But when he saw that his boss in the dream started to brag about the A4 paper reform and that there would be no need to submit materials in the future, Xie Fangcheng let out a long sigh.
"The most painful thing for office workers is not not getting something, but getting it in a dream and losing it after waking up—"
After saying this, Xie Fangcheng suddenly opened his eyes.
Right in front of him, a pair of floating eyes were staring at him. There was no white in the eyes, only pitch-black pupils. They were no more than two fingers away from Jie Fangcheng, almost sticking to him.
It was a ghost-like thing that emitted a faint blue light. There was such a thing parked in front of every player around.
Jie Fangcheng stretched out his hand to grab it, but this thing was extremely agile. After dodging quickly, it crashed into Zhang Daoan's forehead.
"Oh!" Jie Fangcheng had not anticipated this development. He quickly reached out his hand, but it was too late.
The ghost-like thing disappeared, and Jie Fangcheng's hand had already touched Zhang Daoan's forehead due to the inertia of trying to catch the thing.
Suddenly, the scene in front of Jie Fangcheng changed.
It seemed to be a university classroom, and the room was packed with students.
Xie Fangcheng came to his senses immediately.
Is this... Zhang Daoan’s dream
I have to say, as expected of a university professor, his deepest dream is for all students to attend classes properly
What a good teacher!
Just as Jie Fangcheng was thinking this, he turned his eyes and saw himself sitting in the first row of the classroom, wearing a T-shirt and jeans.
(End of this chapter)