For a moment, no one spoke in the temple.
The candlelight flickered, and the atmosphere in the temple seemed to freeze for a moment.
Jie Fangcheng has a special identity. Not only does he have outstanding martial arts skills, but no matter what people outside say, people inside Ronghua believe that he is a staff member of the underworld.
Therefore, although people usually don't say it, they actually keep a certain distance from him. Now, only Nie Shuangshuang sometimes can't help but yell at him because she is so angry with him.
As for Zhang Daoan, his terrifying intelligence has been demonstrated in the copy of [Digital Cruise].
These two people can be said to have the final say in the union, and their prestige is higher than that of Wei Yuan, the nominal president.
If it was any other copy, if Zhang Daoan said he wanted to push somewhere, they would definitely grab their weapons and follow Jie Fangcheng to help.
But this time, a dozen people rushed to Jie Fangcheng, not to help him tear down the temple, but to stop him from moving forward.
Zhang Daoan's words directly lifted the veil of Wei Yuan's constant statement of "we won't get addicted".
Not addicted
How can it be
If he wasn't obsessed, would he stop Jie Fangcheng just for a statue or a temple? And the dream that lasted longer each time proved it even more.
Wei Yuan's face flushed.
He vaguely sensed that something was wrong, but when the words came to his lips, his brain seemed to be rusty. After organizing for a long time, he composed a sentence, "Everyone just wants to take a break."
"Rest?" Zhang Daoan looked at him with a calm expression on his face, but his words were harsh. "Do you want to rest, or do you want to die?"
Wei Yuan stopped talking.
Even though he was slow to react, he knew that this dream would not be a good thing.
Someone whispered: "But we are not in any danger now..."
Zhang Daoan was too lazy to say anything more to the person who was speaking, he just continued to look at Wei Yuan.
"You know there's a pit ahead, but you still insist on jumping in. Are you trying to get yourself killed, or do you think you can take a break now that Manager Jie and I are here? Manager Jie and I are not your babysitters. We have to repeatedly emphasize the dangers of this dungeon to you, a bunch of old players who have cleared the level so many times, and earnestly advise you not to walk into the pit that you know is right in front of you."
Although Zhang Daoan looks like someone who is not easy to mess with, and often has a hundred meanings in one sentence, even those who are a little straightforward can't understand what he means.
But this man has always been very graceful and is really nice to people in glory and wealth.
This was the first time he had said such words so harshly, and everyone looked somewhat uncomfortable.
Zhang Daoan said nothing more.
"Manager Jie and I are not your thugs. We are willing to let you summon us because we don't want you to die. If you want to give up your own life, don't waste our time."
After saying that, he winked at Jie Fangcheng, who understood and followed him out of the temple.
After they left the house, Jie Fangcheng coughed and said, "After all, they are just ordinary people. It's normal for them to be addicted."
To put it bluntly, people in modern society cannot live without their mobile phones. Wei Yuan and his friends are game players. After so many years of tension, it is normal for them to be troubled by dreams in this kind of copy.
Jie Fangcheng didn't think much of it, but Zhang Daoan shook his head seriously.
"This is different from the previous copies. In those copies, you can pass them with your help, and then you can go back and think that it's over. But in this copy, even if you pass it, once they go back, they still miss these dreams, and the gap between reality and dreams will become more and more obvious."
In the end, the nostalgic dreams become the white moonlight in the heart that is hard to give up, which will make the real life more and more boring and more and more desperate.
Especially since they are players of the Infinite Game, given the broken environment of the Infinite Game, once Zhang Daoan's prophecy comes true, after they come out of the dungeon, they may choose to sink and die in the illusory dream, or struggle to survive in this insidious game. Their choice is not certain.
"And I don't know, as they enter dreams more and more often, will they one day really become 'god's favored ones' and stand against us?"
The brainwashing power of dreams is too strong. Wei Yuan and the others are just maintaining the temple now, in order to continue dreaming. But if in the end, Jie Fangcheng has to fight against the "god" of this copy, will Wei Yuan and the others still stand on Jie Fangcheng's side
Zhang Daoan's concerns are obviously necessary.
It was only the fourth day, and someone would stop Jie Fangcheng the fourth time they entered the dream.
Just when Zhang Daoan was about to say something else, Yan Xiaohua also walked out of the temple.
This little ghost looked scary, but after putting on the divine robe, for some reason, she revealed a divinity that shouldn't appear on her face.
She walked leisurely to Jie Fangcheng's side and talked to him while breathing heavily.
Soon, Xie Fangcheng's expression also became a little solemn.
"Xiaohua said she saw Grandpa in her dream and asked me if I could send her back because she came out before she could even put on the sweater Grandpa knitted for her."
This is so interesting. It is obvious that things that create dreams are very attractive, which is why people in Ronghua are so addicted to it.
But what is the purpose of creating such a dream
"What do we do now?"
Zhang Daoan looked towards the temple.
“Since He created faith… we can also create new faiths.”
"Ah?" Jie Fangcheng was stunned and didn't react for a moment.
"No matter how hard it is, the fake gods in the dungeon can never compare to the real 'gods' in the underworld, right?"
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Zhang Daoan said that, but after the two returned to the Shenju Tower, he did what he was supposed to do as if he had never said those words.
As gods' favored ones, they have fixed tasks to do every day.
"Spread God's glory" in the morning, search for the Son of God in the afternoon, and pray in the evening. After completing these, you will gain a certain amount of divine power, which will make it easier to find the Son of God.
We have also discussed whether we will be unable to find the Son of God if we do not complete tasks every day.
According to players' experience, this kind of daily prayer is a must, otherwise there is a real possibility that you will not be able to pass the level in the end.
But because Zhang Daoan and the other man were not wearing divine robes, when they returned to the Divine Residence Tower, the NPC in charge of their daily life smiled and reminded them: "My Lords of the Divine, if you don't wear divine robes, the divine power in Qiming City will not be close to you, and you will not be able to find the Son of God!"
The NPC left after saying this, and Zhang Daoan took the robe and studied it for a while.
The robe is entirely white, with only some dark patterns whose meanings are incomprehensible. It is said that these are traces left by the gods, which can make the person wearing the robe closer to the gods.
However, it is hard to say whether it brings one closer to the gods or has other uses.
Zhang Daoan decided to try it himself tomorrow.
Not long after the two returned, footsteps were heard in the corridor, and Wei Yuan and his group also returned.
Everyone was happy when they left, and everyone was looking forward to what they would dream about after this prayer.
When they came back, they were all a little dejected.
We are not fools. It is obvious that there is something wrong with this dream. It’s just that everyone was the same before, immersed in the dream and unable to extricate themselves.
People tend to follow the herd mentality. Seeing that everyone around them is so obsessed, others will have similar ideas.
Look, they are all like this, so it should be okay for me to follow them, right? If the sky falls, there are still tall people to hold it up!
Besides, we are all old players. There is something fishy about this dream. It’s not too late for them to leave when they feel danger.
Especially when Jie Fangcheng and the other guy came...
Yes, although they didn't want to admit it, Wei Yuan and the others did feel relieved after the two of them entered the dungeon.
If they were paired together, wouldn't that be enough to kill everyone? What was there to be afraid of
But after Zhang Daoan said it so bluntly, everyone felt a vague sense of shame.
"Brother Zhang is right. We know there is a pit ahead but we still keep jumping into it. We are really courting death."
"In the past, Ronghua was always taken for granted to help others. Now, aren't we taking it for granted that Jie Ge and the others will protect us? This mentality is terrible!"
Everyone reflected on each other, and for a moment the atmosphere within Ronghua seemed to have returned to normal.
Just then, someone in the crowd whispered, "What about when we pray tomorrow?"
Quiet.
No one spoke when this topic came up.
Qi Chanyang followed them and advised them again: "No matter how good the dream is, it is fake. No matter how cruel the reality is, it is still reality! You are real living people, not imaginary data in a dream!"
Who doesn’t understand this? Even a three-year-old child knows that dreams are not reality.
but…
"Today I dreamed that my wife gave birth to a baby, and it came out before I even saw what it looked like."
This person is also very famous. He used to be a big shot on the leaderboard. Later, his wife died and he disappeared all of a sudden. It was not until he became friends with Zhang Daowu that he came to Ronghua.
Having said this now, he seemed to have made up his mind.
"Tomorrow, as soon as I see what the child looks like and give him a name, I will come out immediately without any delay. Don't worry, this is the last time!"
The people around immediately started talking one after another, and as they walked to the room of Zhang Daoan and Jie Fangcheng, everyone immediately fell silent.
Qi Chanyang watched from the side, feeling unspeakable.
But then I thought again, I almost renovated the house for my parents in my dream today so that they can enjoy their old age.
If this scene appears in his dream tomorrow, will he be able to resist continuing to decorate the house
Knowing the danger of this copy, but when happiness is within reach, who can be so rational as to extricate themselves from the illusion
Everyone was silent and went back to their rooms.
The next day, everyone woke up, washed up, and prepared to start their daily tasks for the new day.
At this moment, everyone was surprised to find that Zhang Daoan, who had said such words yesterday, was actually wearing a divine robe today.
He was fully equipped, with an upright posture, wearing a divine robe and anklets and bracelets. At first glance, he looked more like a devout believer under the throne of God than the players.
Zhang Daoan, wearing a white robe, mingled among the players. At first glance, he seemed no different from the others except that he was a little more handsome.
Because of what happened yesterday, the atmosphere at Ronghua was quite silent. When it came time to "spread God's blessings", Zhang Daoan quickly took Jie Fangcheng and separated from everyone else.
As soon as he left, the atmosphere in Ronghua seemed to be a little more relaxed.
Wei Yuan looked at the expressions of his companions around him.
He didn't sleep all night yesterday.
How could he not know what Zhang Daoan said? But knowing is one thing, and being able to put it into action is another.
He really felt that it was not dangerous now. Firstly, it was only their fourth day in the game. Secondly, it was indeed what Zhang Daoan had said, that as long as Jie Fangcheng was around, nothing was dangerous.
Now looking at the expressions of his companions around him, Wei Yuan, who had been dull and as if his brain was covered by something, seemed to be vaguely clear for a moment.
"Everyone."
After all, Wei Yuan was the president. As soon as he opened his mouth, everyone in Ronghua looked at him.
Wei Yuan glanced at everyone.
"Dreams are fake, reality is real, I don't want to say more about this. I just want to say one thing... The president died in the game for no apparent reason. I hope that none of us will die in our dreams for no apparent reason."
As he spoke, he couldn't help but shook his head, as if he wanted to shake something off.
After entering the dungeon, the one with the most "divine power" should be Wei Yuan.
He was lucky. On the first day when everyone was scattered to complete tasks, he happened to save a child who was almost drowning. What's more, the child had a divine pattern on his head, and he was one of the sons of God.
Saving the Son of God would give more divine power than saving ordinary residents. With the double buff added, Wei Yuan could suddenly feel something flowing through his body.
And because of this super luxurious start, when everyone started looking for the Son of God in the afternoon according to the instructions, it was Wei Yuan again who found seven at once.
His divine power is undoubtedly the strongest among current players.
At this moment, he shook his head unconsciously, as if something really lived in his head.
Qiao Mai saw it from the side and immediately asked with concern: "What's wrong?"
I don’t know whether these two swings were effective or not, but after doing so, Wei Yuan seemed a little depressed.
"It's alright. Let's get started on the mission!"
Everything seemed no different from yesterday, except for some reason, this time Zhang Daoan put on a divine robe, as if he wanted to join them.
But Jie Fangcheng still didn't wear it.
While Wei Yuan was helping the city residents fetch water from the riverside, he was lost in thought:
I hope that Zhang Daoan, who puts on the god robe, can sense the divine power, and then find that this copy is really interesting, and the gods are really kind...
When this thought came to Wei Yuan's mind, he immediately stood there in a daze.
Qiao Mai, who was following behind him, couldn't help but remind him: "What's wrong? Why are you so distracted today?"
Wei Yuan frowned, and then felt that he seemed to have thought of something shocking at that moment, but he couldn't remember it now.
"fine… "
Should be... okay
Across the street from the members of the Ronghua Union, Zhang Daoan finally found the first NPC who could "spread God's blessings."
"Sir, my child has a cut on his hand. Could you please take a look at it?"
A woman prayed.
The child being hugged by the woman had a shallow wound on the back of his hand, and it looked like it would soon form a scab if it wasn't treated.
Zhang Daoan did not refuse.
He just held out his hand: "Sure, how much is the reward?"
The NPC who was praying for God's help was stunned.
(End of this chapter)