Jie Fangcheng said this very calmly, as if he had similar experience before and was very sure that he could do it.
After he finished speaking, Zhang Daoan raised his head, as if he wanted to say something, but he paused and didn't say anything. He just smiled and said, "I have always felt that Manager Jie, your martial arts skills are a bit outrageous."
He was just joking to change the subject, but Jie Fangcheng nodded calmly: "That's what everyone says."
From the past to the present, too many people have said this, there is no need to be modest.
Zhang Daoan didn't expect him to answer like this and couldn't help laughing.
"That's good."
After the two of them discussed their actions, they escaped from Zhang Daoan's thinking space.
Zhang Daoan was repeatedly deducing the situation of this copy in his mind. At this moment, Jie Fangcheng, who had come out of the thinking space, suddenly pressed his hand on his shoulder.
"Don't worry. If anything happens to you, I will kill Ji Chaoyang even if I die."
While in the thinking space, Jie Fangcheng heard what Zhang Daoan had not finished saying.
But he didn't say anything at that time. After he left the thinking space, he knew that Ji Chaoyang must be staring at the two of them at this time, but he said this instead.
After saying this, without waiting for Zhang Daoan to react, Xie Fangcheng patted him on the shoulder and left.
Zhang Daoan stood there, and after a while he patted his shoulder as if he was possessed.
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Although Zhang Daoan had a plan, his plan was indeed very risky.
The copy that Ji Chaoyang carefully selected might contain some other traps, and Zhang Daoan vaguely felt that this infinite game was not as simple as he had previously speculated.
Seeking a quick victory is the most irrational thing. Instead, you should take each step slowly and in a planned manner, which will give you a better chance of success.
Although the other party retains the status of "God", they still have to abide by the rules of the game in this game and cannot just come down and fight with them.
"Gods" cannot appear outside the rules, so there are many things that can be manipulated.
Early the next morning, when the players gathered in the lobby, they found that they were facing a new problem.
They are out of money.
When the gods' servants were around, they didn't need money. They had everything they wanted.
Now you have to earn money by yourself, and if you don’t earn enough, you may not even have food to eat.
The players who were fully awake didn't react much, they were used to it, after all, players were the lowest level in the dungeon before. It was also easy to make money in this dungeon, all you had to do was change the stalls that provided free help to paid ones.
Several players who still had Hui Mengyu in their minds were not used to it.
As time goes by, they have become more and more like servants of God.
"'God's Favor' is supposed to be high and mighty. You represent the gods! How can you do such a thing for such a small amount of money!"
The players rolled their eyes and ignored them.
There were twelve unconscious "God's Favored" players in total. Seeing that they were "stubborn", they snorted coldly and walked out arrogantly.
After a while, they actually came back with food in their hands, and it looked very rich.
While eating this sumptuous breakfast, the expressions of these "god's favored ones" seemed to become arrogant.
The hatching of the "Huimeng Fish" is about to be successful.
Compared to Wei Yuan's state at that time, they were obviously in a deeper state.
Just as Zhang Daoan said, the more conscienceless a person is, the harder it is for him to get out of this fictional dream.
However, the current development still makes everyone unexpected.
After everyone entered this dungeon, since there were almost no situations in this dungeon that required players to fight against each other, even though they were not very familiar with each other, they would often chat with each other.
No one would have thought that some players who seemed to be pretty good would actually ignore the suffering of others.
Especially the player named He Yanhui, who once enthusiastically picked up an abandoned baby that no one wanted to adopt. She was not moved by the plight of ordinary NPCs and now looks arrogant, but she is only gentle to the children she picked up.
It seems that her conscience is limited to children who make her feel sad.
These people ate happily in the hall, but most of the other players looked at them with sympathy.
This kind of sympathy was really uncomfortable, so after dinner, they discussed something and went out together.
The other players, who were burdened with the responsibility of making money, quickly left the house.
So when Jie Fangcheng got up, he found that he and Zhang Daoan were the only ones left in the entire Shenju Tower.
Zhang Daoan took out a book from somewhere and sat in the sunny hall to read it. It was obviously a very dangerous copy, but he sat there and everything was peaceful.
When I heard footsteps and looked up, I saw Jie Fangcheng. Professor Zhang also took out a tray of steamed dumplings from the system backpack.
This was prepared before entering the dungeon. Like the hamburgers, it is all system materials. It is expensive and has no other value. It can only be eaten.
Only Zhang Daoan would spend a huge amount of points to prepare such a thing.
After having breakfast in the hall, the two opened the door, chatting and laughing.
Unexpectedly, they came at such a coincidence.
Right at the entrance of the God's Tower, the sober players led by Wei Yuan and the twelve opposing players who were gradually becoming gods' servants glared at each other.
"What the hell are you talking about?" Wei Yuan opened his mouth and wanted to curse.
The people on the opposite side had their backs to the Shenju Tower, and at this time they were all talking at once to express their own opinions.
"You all no longer believe in the benevolent God, how dare you occupy the God's Tower given by God? Get out of here quickly, you who don't believe in God! The God's Tower is not a place for you to live!"
Wei Yuan frowned and looked at him: "Are you crazy?"
The person opposite looked around and saw many NPCs standing next to him, all of whom were residents of the area.
"You are the crazy one! This is a city built by God, and we are all God's most devout believers! The God's Tower is for those who are devout enough to serve God. You pagans, get out of here!"
Wei Yuan exclaimed "Damn!" and was about to draw his weapon when a familiar voice came from behind the player.
"What? You're kicking me out of here??"
The twelve players froze in unison. Not to mention that they haven't fully hatched yet, it seems that even if they have hatched, they will behave like this after seeing Jie Fangcheng.
Jie Fangcheng was very surprised: "I have never heard such words since I was born. You are very brave!"
The leader opened his mouth and stammered: "We...are reasonable..."
Jie Fangcheng drew out his sword with a swish: "But I won't tell you."
whoosh whoosh whoosh.
The twelve players who had just been standing at the entrance of the Shenju Tower with confidence disappeared, and Wei Yuan was sweating profusely.
These twelve players were no longer sober, that is why they dared to come and provoke more than seventy of them. When they saw Jie Fangcheng, they regained some rationality.
Wei Yuan couldn't help but sigh in his heart: Brother Jie's fighting power and deterrence really seem to be engraved in his DNA.
Jie Fangcheng, who had successfully intimidated them with his force, had no intention of chasing them. As the twelve people ran away, Jie Fangcheng took back the sword in his hand and signaled Wei Yuan: "You guys continue."
After saying that, he walked side by side with Zhang Daoan towards the direction of the temple.
Nie Shuangshuang stood on tiptoe and watched the two men leave, muttering, "What are Brother Jie and the others doing now?"
Qiao Mai watched from the side and said, "Help us clear the dungeon."
Nie Shuangshuang was stunned.
Yes.
It is indeed a “help”.
This copy is their national copy, and Jie Fangcheng and Zhang Daoan were pulled in to help.
Not only that, after Wei Yuan and his companions entered the dungeon, they were first trapped in a dream by the "Returning Dream Fish". They were so addicted to the virtual dream that they forgot the reality. Until now, although the "Returning Dream Fish" has been separated from their minds, they can't help much and can only help the resident NPCs here to make money to buy food.
All the hope and pressure of clearing the copy were unknowingly placed on the two of them.
A year ago, Nie Shuangshuang couldn't imagine it.
This is an infinite game. No matter how many people have the summoning props, there is no one to summon.
"Brother Jie and the others... have worked so hard."
Thinking of this, Nie Shuangshuang couldn't help but sigh.
At this time, Jie Fangcheng and his companion, who had been entrusted with all the hope and pressure of passing the level, were walking into the temple.
"Huh? Why is there no one here?"
The temple is usually bustling with people, and many residents come here to pray. This is just like a daily routine for the residents of Qiming City.
But it’s okay if there’s no one.
After the two arrived at the back hall, Zhang Daoan squatted beside the land that could give birth to humans, looking for clues, and Jie Fangcheng's nose twitched.
There were many players coming to the back hall that day, and the air was filled with mixed smells, which he did not smell.
But this time, he was sure he smelled a very light floral scent.
"Do you smell the fragrance of flowers?" asked Jie Fangcheng.
Zhang Daoan smelled it carefully, then nodded and shook his head.
"I can smell it faintly, but it's too subtle."
However, Jie Fangcheng sniffed his nose and quickly determined: "The smell comes from the soil."
earth
Zhang Daoan stretched out his hand to grab a handful of soil, but was pulled back by Jie Fangcheng.
"You're grabbing dirt without even wearing gloves. What if it's poisonous?"
Having said that, Jie Fangcheng himself acted without hesitation.
The soil in front of him looked like ordinary soil, but after holding it in his hand, Jie Fangcheng couldn't help but frown.
“It’s a bit sticky.”
It's like there's some liquid inside, but it can't be seen with the naked eye.
Zhang Daoan seemed to be thinking about something, and then he simply stretched out his hand.
A red light flashed, and Zhang Daoan cut his finger, dripping blood onto this strange land.
Nothing happens.
After a brief thought, he took out the half bag of seeds he had gotten from Zhang Daowu, picked up two or three seeds, threw them into the ground, and then dripped his blood on the seeds.
As if an accelerator was turned on, the seeds took root and sprouted in an instant, and soon grew into palm-sized seedlings.
Among the green seedlings, a tiny flower bud swayed gently, about to bloom, and it looked like it only needed a little bit of blood to bloom.
The two looked at each other.
"It seems that this should be the flower depicted by the divine pattern on the Son of God's forehead. Do you want to water it and take a look?"
Zhang Daoan looked at the little white flower that was about to bloom and shook his head.
“Not quite.”
"Um?"
Zhang Daoan had observed those sons of God and had chatted with them.
Most of these children are very smart and even a little precocious.
This kind of intelligence is reflected in the fact that they will think of things that adults would not think about, and basically dare not think about.
For example... what did the gods bring to Qiming City.
The temples and the towers of the gods were all built by the people of Qiming City.
They grew the food with their hard work, and fed the pigs and lambs with the wild grass they cut.
What did God give them? Why should they believe in Him
But in Qiming City, not worshipping God is a sin, and they never dared to speak it out.
That is Zhang Daoan. Even adults cannot cope with his clichés, and no matter how smart a group of children are, they cannot hide their thoughts in front of him.
"The blood of the gods can give birth to ordinary adult residents of Qiming City. Although the child is 'given by the gods', he is still born from the mother's womb. Why can the blood of the gods give birth to the flower on the forehead of the Son of God who does not respect the gods?"
Zhang Daoan’s question is also easy to answer.
He poured his blood into the flower again, but the white flower, which looked like it was about to bloom, did not move at all.
"The blood of the god's favor is not enough to make this flower bloom. Let's try someone else."
In the afternoon, the two found the residents who first came to the paid help point for help.
There were free help points at the time, but this resident did not go there and preferred to pay, clearly showing that he had no good feelings towards the gods.
After the two men brought this resident who disliked the gods to the back hall, just as Zhang Daoan had expected, when the resident's blood dripped, white flowers immediately bloomed.
The faint fragrance of flowers filled the back hall. Jie Fangcheng moved closer to take a look and felt a little confused for a moment.
"This looks like a ghost flower, but it looks different from when it was in the underworld. The flower has become smaller, and the stamen in the middle has turned transparent white."
"Eclipse flower?"
"Yes. It is a flower that deepens painful memories after eating. In the past, Lang Gu and his men used it to punish disobedient ghosts. Later, the new underworld did not allow the use of such things, so this flower is not so precious." After that, Jie Fangcheng added, "The Eclipse Flower is a bit bitter when eaten dry, and the aftertaste is not very sweet, but it has a crispy texture after frying. If you ignore the taste, it can be regarded as a substitute for potato chips!"
Zhang Daoan: “…”
Jie Fangcheng looked at him, a little surprised: "What's that look in your eyes?"
Zhang Daoan shook his head and changed the subject: "First, the Huimeng fish was transformed, and then the Youxi flower was transformed. It seems that this copy really has some connection with the underworld."
Having said that, Zhang Daoan had never really been to the underworld after all. He only occasionally caught a glimpse of the tip of the iceberg of the underworld in Jie Fangcheng's dreams.
He did have a guess as to why this copy was connected to the underworld, but this guess had no basis and lacked many clues to support it. Zhang Daoan thought about it for a moment but did not say it out loud.
"Let's talk about it after we clear this instance."
Jie Fangcheng nodded deeply, then asked, "How do I pass the level?"
Zhang Daoan had already picked the blooming transformed Eclipse Flower, took a bottle of recovery potion in one hand, and put the flower directly into his mouth with the other hand.
Jie Fangcheng was startled for a moment: "Hey! You are too bold, aren't you?"
Just eat it like that? Isn't he afraid that this thing is poisonous?
The Eclipse Flower was indeed very bitter. Zhang Daoan frowned, but he quickly chewed it and swallowed it.
After swallowing the flower, he spoke: "This dungeon has many mental problems, and I am the most suitable person to be a guinea pig."
From the perspective of mental strength alone, Zhang Daoan is indeed safer than Jie Fangcheng.
Now that the flower has bloomed, someone must be responsible for the experiment. Ordinary NPCs are different from the gods' favored ones, and forcing NPCs to be guinea pigs is definitely not something that can be done.
Among the players, Wei Yuan and his friends are no match for him either. If this turns out to be another difficult problem about occupying mental power, Wei Yuan and his friends will just be helpless.
Then the only two people who can do the experiment are Jie Fangcheng and others.
After eating the flower, Zhang Daoan closed his eyes and examined himself, but did not find anything wrong.
As for the painful memories that were deepened, this kind of mind control had no effect on him.
"But what on earth does this flower have..." Zhang Daoan suddenly thought of something.
He opened the system backpack and took out a makeup mirror from it.
In the mirror, the divine pattern on his forehead was faintly visible.
He became the Son of God.
Jie Fangcheng had never worn the divine robe for a day, and had never received any divine power, so he could not see the divine pattern.
At this time, Zhang Daoan took a mirror and looked at himself, then his expression became clear, and it was obvious that he had made some new discovery.
"What's wrong?" Jie Fangcheng came over, pulled the mirror, looked at the two faces in the mirror, and found nothing wrong.
Zhang Daoan knew about it.
"The most difficult part of this instance... has already been completed for us."
Zhang Daowu helped them prepare the seeds and told them the most crucial clues in a subtle way.
He is the friendly NPC of this dungeon.
If it weren't Jie Fangcheng and his friends who entered this dungeon, Zhang Daowu would have prepared everything and spared no effort to help the players and overthrow the "Gods".
Where did this half bag of rice come from, how did he discover that something was wrong with the god, and how did he make the preliminary preparations bit by bit under surveillance, waiting for the person to appear to close the final link? None of this is known.
But it must have been a very tiring journey.
"Hmm?" Jie Fangcheng didn't understand, but when he saw Zhang Daoan's expression, he understood something, "Do you know how to clear this dungeon?"
Zhang Daoan nodded.
"Grow the seeds into flowers. Each player will take one flower. When you have 100 Sons of God, you can open the temple."
Jie Fangcheng immediately rolled up his sleeves and said, "Shall we start now?"
Zhang Daoan held the half bag of rice in his hand. He looked up at the dome, as if he was talking to the "god" in the sky who was still watching them.
"No hurry, we will open the door of the temple sooner or later."
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On the other side, Nie Shuangshuang and the others were still busy.
The free help points are gone, and the residents who had been queuing up to get help from the "God's Blessed Lords" have gradually dispersed, leaving only those who really need help.
The players' workload was suddenly reduced a lot, and everyone was still doing what they did before. Those who were not working went around the city patrolling to see if there were any residents who needed help - this time they had to pay, but the fee would be slightly lower.
During this patrol, everyone discovered that while they were working hard to make money, the twelve players who were becoming more and more like divine servants were living a very comfortable life.
They have been completely separated from the player group, and they are eyeing the Tower of Gods with great determination.
The leader is He Yanhui.
Although she had almost been hatched, the vague remaining rationality still reminded her that it was impossible for the twelve of them to capture the Tower of Gods.
Not to mention anything else, Jie Fangcheng was more than enough to defeat the twelve of them alone.
This is how to do
At this time, Zhang Daoan was not the only one who could think of ways to unite other forces.
Although the natives of Qiming City don’t have any special abilities, there are so many of them that they can be used as cannon fodder!
They are God's people and should contribute everything, including their own lives, to the loving God.
For two or three days, Jie Fangcheng and Zhang Daoan went to the temple from time to time. The players were busy in the city, and they could vaguely feel that the atmosphere in the city seemed to be wrong. Even their usual tasks in exchange for rewards seemed to have become a little difficult.
Some residents even disappeared in the city without any clear reason.
But when Nie Shuangshuang asked, Zhang Daoan just shook his head: "Don't worry about it, this is not something we should interfere with."
Until the early morning of the third day, when the players were fast asleep, suddenly, the door of the Shenju Tower was knocked open.
Countless torches were connected together, and although the eyes were filled with fear, they were extremely bright under the firelight as they stared at the "god's followers" who were hurriedly getting up in front of them.
The leading people looked very familiar. They were the ones who had come when Jie Fangcheng and the others had just started charging for their help.
"Gods are nothing! We should be the masters of Qiming City from now on!!"
Someone shouted loudly.
Is it true that this completely happy city created by the "loving god" is free of resentment
The reason why human beings are human beings, not animals, not pigs and dogs kept in pens, is that in addition to the most superficial basic requirements of being well fed and clothed, there are many needs for ideals, love, family affection, dignity... and so on.
But in this city, family ties are short-lived and marriages are assigned by gods. Everyone has their place in the city and cannot step out of line or have objections.
At the same time, while they were living so "happily", a group of people enjoyed the fruits of their labor but never looked at them straight in the eye.
Such "happiness" seems like a dream, a nightmare with a fixed program.
Now, Zhang Daoan made them see the difference between them and the "God's Favorites", and the twelve "God's Favorites Lords" made them realize that these "God's Favorites" were nothing more than that.
The strength of the players who are about to hatch is too low, and they no longer have the player's combat system in their minds. At the same time, the gods who were originally supposed to replace them have not yet fully controlled this body.
The originally unattainable god servants with the power of god's blessing could run rampant in the city. However, when these "god's followers" continued to exploit and bully the residents of Qiming City like the original god servants, someone finally couldn't bear it anymore and swung the first sword at the god.
Won.
It can’t be said to be easy... But the gods’ loved ones are not invincible. They can also die. When they die, they are like ordinary humans, with dilated pupils and bright red blood flowing from their bodies.
The gods’ loved ones are the incarnations of gods on earth. Since the gods’ loved ones can win, then… what about that illusory god who only knows how to add countless chains to Qiming City
After discovering that the gods' loved ones can be killed, are they going to continue living the same life as before
Of course not! We must drive away all the gods' favored ones! We must overthrow the temple! From now on, Qiming City is a city with only humans! A city where people can freely choose their careers and love!
Even if such freedom is just fireworks, but for a moment, it is always better than suffering in this place that is said to be "given by God" but is actually a prison!
"What is the Kamui Tower?! This was built by our ancestors! You people of unknown origin! You should not live here!!"
The NPCs in front of them were very excited, but their strength was very weak, causing the players to look at each other in bewilderment, and for a moment they didn't know whether to take action or not.
Just then, a simple "OK" came from the group of players.
Zhang Daoan was still wearing the white "god robe". He pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose and said, "Then let's stay in the temple for a while."
The residents in front of him looked up at him and said, "What temple? We built that too! What god... Qiming City doesn't need gods!!"
Zhang Daoan said calmly: "Really?"
Seeing that the person in front of him was about to say something, Zhang Daoan said, "Since we no longer need the gods, it should be okay for us to stay here for a few days, right?"
His expression was so calm, he even looked like he was discussing things in a good-tempered manner, making it difficult for the rebels in front of him to figure out what he was thinking.
The residents were very resistant to the twelve "god's followers" who wanted to oppress them, but although these "god's followers" charged for their help, the price was fair and their attitude was always good. When Zhang Daoan "discussed" this, the leaders of the rebel army exchanged glances and agreed.
"Okay." Although he agreed, he added a new clause, "But the so-called temple is also our Qiming City's place, you leave as soon as possible!"
"I know." Zhang Daoan was still very calm, even easy to talk to, "And the Son of God upstairs..."
"Take it away!!"
It is said that the "Son of God" is the "seed" sown by God in the world and is the evidence of God's existence.
In the wave of national anti-God movement, no one would want these "sons of God" to stay in Qiming City.
"OK."
Zhang Daoan has now become one of the core figures of the players. He has agreed, and the other core figure obviously listens to him. No matter what the players think in their hearts, they pack up their things and head towards the temple from the spacious, comfortable and luxurious God's Residence Tower in the early morning.
The road was full of twinkling stars, and Zhang Daoan found the evening star accurately.
Hidden among the stars, this star is like a human eye, looking down at everything that happens.
Tonight is the night—
Soon after the crowd and the bewildered "sons of God" were driven to the temple, there was a burst of curses in the city, and angry torches were ignited again and rushed towards the temple.
They discovered the secret of the warehouse in the Kamiya Tower and saw the mass grave where countless people were buried.
To the players, they are dead NPCs, but to the residents of the city, they are their parents, their relatives, and the people who once appeared in their lives.
One can imagine the impact of such a death pit on them.
Kill the gods! Burn the temple!
Hatred and anger brought countless people together again.
So the players found that they had just arrived at the temple and had not yet figured out what Professor Zhang was up to when they heard noisy noises outside the door again.
This time, the lively voice was filled with hatred towards them.
“Kill them!”
"What god! The entire Qiming City was built by humans! What kind of god is that?!"
"They said my parents would be buried properly! How dare they just leave them there... Kill!"
"kill!!!"
The thick door was broken open.
"What... should I do?"
Killing these NPCs is a simple matter, Nie Shuangshuang can do it alone.
But these people’s anger is understandable. Under such circumstances, would they still attack these innocent NPCs
"Go to the back hall."
The players immediately rushed to the back hall with the Son of God.
At some point, the land behind the rear hall was covered with white flowers.
The flowers swayed in the night, beautiful and mysterious, and the faint fragrance spread in the back hall.
Wei Yuan supported himself with both hands: "Get up!"
A thick stone wall was erected behind the door of the rear hall to isolate the residents outside.
There was a lot of noise outside and in the back hall as well.
The young sons of God didn't know what was going on. They gathered together in the corner, somewhat afraid, with panic written all over their young faces.
The players were talking to each other in a flurry.
"What happened? What happened? Why did they suddenly explode?"
"When did white flowers grow in this back hall? This flower... This flower looks like the white flower on the Son of God's forehead!"
"What should we do next? We still have more than forty children of God to find. But let's not talk about the fact that we won't be able to find any children of God in the afternoon. Even if we can find them, given the situation of the NPC residents outside, will they still be willing to cooperate with us?"
Someone finally thought of something and turned his eyes sharply to Zhang Daoan.
Under the dim candlelight, if one uses divine power to see, the divine pattern on Zhang Daoan's forehead is faintly visible.
The players who could enter this dungeon had completed the fifth-level dungeon countless times, and quite a few of them were smart, so some of them understood it immediately.
"I know!" The person who spoke analyzed quickly, "The twelve players before were greatly influenced by the God's servants. After they broke away from us, they acted arrogantly in the city, but they were not strong enough, so they were probably killed by the residents! After killing them, the residents found that the God's servants were nothing special, so they suddenly aroused their resistance, which led to the current situation! As for these white flowers in the back hall... Brother Jie and Brother Zhang, you did this, right?"
As he spoke, the man looked at Zhang Daoan's forehead with burning eyes.
"Do you have a way to produce the Son of God?"
Zhang Daoan did not hide it from everyone: "That's right."
Can produce the Son of God!
The conditions for passing the level are to gather one hundred sons of gods, open the temple, and offer the sons of gods to the gods.
If they can produce now, doesn't it mean that they can pass customs immediately
"How to produce?" Everyone immediately looked at Zhang Daoan.
Zhang Daoan said calmly: "If we eat flowers, we can become sons of God."
After he said this, everyone was stunned, and then looked at each other.
Everyone is clear about the meaning of "offering the sons of God". These "sons of God" are sacrifices.
If the temple is opened, and the players meet the gods as the sons of gods... will the gods keep them
A god in a dungeon, this kind of strength is definitely not comparable to that of an ordinary BOSS...
"I do." Wei Yuan spoke first.
As soon as he opened his mouth, people from the Ronghua Union raised their hands and signed up.
"What kind of scenes haven't we seen? Count me in!"
"And I'm still here. I'm not afraid anyway!"
"Come on, who can compare to me, 'Crazy Rabbit' in terms of strength, who has a higher ranking than me!"
Originally, others were still thinking that there were about forty vacancies left to be filled. It was obviously very dangerous to eat flowers and become the son of God, and they didn't know how to choose.
As a result, more than sixty people in Ronghua had more than sixty mouths all shouting “pick me, pick me”, making it like a large-scale talent show. The contestants had to shout “pick me”, and the forty or so positions were not enough for them to grab.
Jie Fangcheng looked at the Ronghua members who were rushing to "die" in front of him, with some nostalgia in his eyes.
As the current president, Wei Yuan allocated the seats very quickly.
"Alright, alright, stop arguing! Listen to what Brother Zhang says about what to do next!"
A pair of eyes eager for knowledge looked at Zhang Daoan.
Zhang Daoan said calmly, "Wait."
Wait? What are you waiting for
While the players were discussing how to clear the dungeon, more and more NPC residents gathered in the front hall.
The stone wall created by the skill is indestructible to ordinary NPCs. The angry residents hit it a few times with hoes, but the stone wall did not respond.
The residents then turned their attention to the statue in the temple.
"What the hell is this god? If it wasn't for Him, how could my parents die?"
"Smash this statue! We don't need this kind of thing in Qiming City anymore!"
“Smash!!”
Even in the back hall, one could hear the combined “smashing” sounds.
But when the hoe hit the statue, the statue just remained motionless, without even a scratch.
If the statue was smashed at this moment, it would be a consolation.
But the statue just stood there quietly, staring coldly at the tiny humans.
The anger cannot be vented and cannot be reduced.
Finally, the first resident appeared, cursing and spitting at the statue.
"Bah! What a rubbish god!" The resident who cursed seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then quickly cursed again.
Didn’t you have any complaints before
of course not.
How could the residents, who were controlled like pigs, feel that this was a happy city? How could they sincerely like this harsh and ruthless god
But at that time, they were oppressed by the gods' servants. Those gods' servants had the gods' blessings and their strength had surpassed that of humans. No one dared to express their dissatisfaction.
It’s different now.
The God's servants were already dead, and the God's followers were also dead... They were killed by their own hands!
What is there to be afraid of gods? !
That mouthful of spit was like a switch. Soon, amidst the curses, spit, dirt, rotten vegetable leaves… Sometimes, the people at the bottom of society often have the greatest destructive power.
In the back hall, Wei Yuan and the others were still asking questions.
"What do we do now?"
The foul language being hurled outside made Wei Yuan and the others feel a little uneasy.
Zhang Daoan looked exceptionally calm.
"Watching a show."
What drama
Just when everyone was still a little confused, they heard a roar from outside, followed by a panicked voice.
"Ahh! The statue is alive!!"
The huge statue opened his cold eyes.
Zhang Daoan was right. In this copy, Ji Chaoyang was the "god".
Zhang Daoan indeed had no memory of having met Ji Chaoyang in real life, but from the clues left behind, he could infer what kind of person he was.
This is a person who thinks highly of himself. Although he is also a mortal, he likes to look down on others.
Ji Chaoyang is not a fool. It is definitely not that simple for him to choose this copy. Zhang Daoan does not know what his trump card is now, but he still has an idea of how to deal with Ji Chaoyang.
For Zhang Daoan, "smart people" are easier to deal with.
If a person is too stupid, his behavior is likely to be irregular, but for a "smart person", especially a smart person like Ji Chaoyang who is used to being superior, it is easy to infer his next move.
There were constant screams in the temple.
"Get out of the way! Don't let it catch you—Ahhh!"
Players asked one after another: "What's wrong? What happened?"
Although Wei Yuan's stone wall blocked everyone's view, this was Wei Yuan's own skill and he could see outside the stone wall.
At this time, Wei Yuan was leaning against the wall, broadcasting everything that was happening outside in real time.
"That statue moved! It... tore two NPCs to pieces!"
One player responded quickly: "Is it because the NPC cursed so badly that the god couldn't help it and took action against these residents after possessing the statue?"
Upon hearing this, someone immediately spoke up in surprise: "Then can we quickly eat flowers and gather a hundred sons of God while the God is away? In this way, when we open the temple to offer sacrifices, the God will not be in the temple, so this should mean that our mission is completed, right?"
Everyone couldn't help but look at Zhang Daoan again.
Zhang Daoan also nodded as if he agreed: "Okay, come one by one."
"ah?"
Flowers have to be eaten one by one, but Zhang Daoan asked everyone to pick all the flowers first. He also carefully assigned a number to the players who wanted to eat the flowers.
"Don't worry, number nine, twenty-eight, and eleven can eat first."
three people!
What on earth is he going to do
"Brother, what do you want to do?"
Zhang Daoan looked calm. He just asked, "Would you like to guess when the statues outside will stop?"
Almost at the moment he finished asking this question, the cursing and screaming in the front hall stopped.
Wei Yuan hurriedly continued to look towards the front hall, and was stunned at first sight.
"The statue won't move!"
The statue that seemed out of control just now now maintained a throwing motion and stopped when it was told to stop.
Zhang Daoan raised his head and looked towards the illusory sky, as if he was looking into the eyes of someone.
"We are actually under the surveillance of the 'God'. He is ready to attack and is waiting for us to open the temple."
In a place that Zhang Daoan could not see, there was white mist. A "god" who was almost indistinguishable from a statue was standing at the door of the towering temple with a scepter in his hand. He looked at Zhang Daoan in the void with an inexplicable expression.
At the beginning of the copy, Ji Chaoyang sat steadily on the throne.
He was very confident, as this copy was not only his masterpiece, but also had the help of real [Gods].
The modified Huimeng Fish indeed gave him too many conveniences. Without any effort, these players were immersed in an illusory dream. As long as they "passed" the copy and returned to the player lobby, Zhang Daoan would surely die.
—Of course, this possibility is very small.
Ji Chaoyang knew very well that with Zhang Daoan's alertness, he would find out that something was wrong with this copy after just a glance, and after finding out something was wrong, they would come to this copy.
Even though Ji Chaoyang has mastered the game now, he cannot change the core operating rules of the game, otherwise he would have shut down this crappy live broadcast long ago, and he wouldn't have to find ways to get rid of those two people in the copy like he is doing now.
It was a foregone conclusion that Zhang Daoan, Jie Fangcheng and the others would enter the dungeon. Although Ji Chaoyang had been mentally prepared, he still felt frightened when he saw that the modified Huimeng fish did not have any effect on the two of them.
This isn't something that can be done in games, but it's something that can't affect them... Can [him] really achieve what he said, "This is a fate that was written long ago?"
And where did the white dream-returning fish come from? He had never discovered this thing before.
Has something changed again
On the one hand, Ji Chaoyang felt that he had such a powerful helper and should be sure to win, but on the other hand, he couldn't help but keep thinking about how he got the scar on his face.
From sitting steadily on the throne at the beginning, to now, he has walked down from the throne step by step and waited at the door of the temple, wanting to complete his plan the moment the door of the temple opened.
It doesn't matter.
No matter how cunning and treacherous Ren Zhang Daoan was, he could never have imagined who was behind this game.
No matter how powerful Fang Cheng is, he is just a ghost. The trump card in his hand was given by the Gods and is used to deal with him.
These two people don't know Fang Cheng well enough. Zhang Daoan's strength is totally not enough. It's as easy to strangle him as to strangle an ant.
Without Zhang Daoan, a reckless man like Jie Fangcheng would be useless no matter how strong he is.
After all, the game is indeed coming to an end.
Just get rid of one—
If they dare to open the temple door—
"Fuck!" Ji Chaoyang couldn't remember how long it had been since he had cursed.
He is now the president of the First Labor Union. He is very stylish and swearing does not fit his personality.
But when Zhang Daoan looked up, although he knew that the other party could not see him, Ji Chaoyang, who was monitoring everything, still couldn't help feeling annoyed.
He just "impulsively" possessed the statue and attacked the surrounding NPCs as if he was mad. This was just a performance.
To Ji Chaoyang, the curses from the lowly dirt were just the sounds of a dying ant.
Can humans hear the sounds of ants? No.
He just wanted to tempt the players to eat the flowers quickly and reach the temple quickly.
Ji Chaoyang was ready and waiting for them.
If they had really followed the players' suggestion at that time: to open the temple quickly while the gods were not paying attention, then what they would be welcoming now would be Ji Chaoyang who had been waiting for a long time and was well prepared.
But Zhang Daoan saw through this plot at a glance.
Not only did he see through it, but Zhang Daoan's way of fighting back was disgusting, but very effective.
He randomly let three players eat flowers, and then nothing happened.
The players sat on the ground, mingling together. Everyone wore a cloak and everyone possessed divine power. It was impossible to tell who was a son of God and who was not.
Ji Chaoyang had no way of counting how many Sons of God there were now, and he only needed a few more to open the temple.
Do you want to consume yourself? Through the irregular increase in the number of God's Sons each time, you can keep guarding here and make the most perfect attack posture
What's the point of this method? He is not an ordinary player, he will not feel tired, he will not feel tired even if he stares at it for a week or two.
But soon, Ji Chaoyang realized that he was indeed wasting his time.
"Smash this broken temple! Smash this statue!!"
"Garbage God! If you have the guts, then possess me again! Coward! Hiding behind a broken rock!"
"Can something like you be called a god?"
After so many years of repression being released in one day, the entire temple became extremely noisy, with people cursing, beating, sarcasm, and vulgarity. Ji Chaoyang had never heard so much cursing before.
He was high up and used to looking down on others, and had never experienced so many straightforward verbal attacks.
But Zhang Daoan deliberately spoke in a low voice, so if one wanted to hear what he said, one could only accept the curses from the residents.
Ji Chaoyang originally wanted to ignore them, but after less than an hour, he couldn't bear it anymore. These people were cursing too dirty and ugly, so he possessed the statue again.
When screams were heard outside again, Zhang Daoan immediately said a few numbers, and several people ate the flowers. Soon, divine patterns that only the Son of God had appeared on their foreheads.
When Ji Chaoyang regained his senses and the possession ended, Zhang Daoan simply raised his eyes and looked at him indifferently again.
Ji Chaoyang understood completely.
If we don't keep an eye on Zhang Daoan and the others, these people might open the temple and complete the mission at any time, and then everything will be over once they get out of the dungeon.
If these two were to get together again, who knows what kind of waves they could create.
We must take advantage of this moment and get rid of at least one of them.
But looking at Zhang Daoan and the others, with these NPCs coming one after another, he couldn't control his anger at all.
This person... was this expected from the beginning
The cursing in the front hall stopped for a few seconds because of the death of the NPC, and then the insults became even louder.
Zhang Daoan looked calm, as if nothing had happened, and continued to sit there quietly. He even closed his eyes to rest, and it seemed that he was determined to fight to the end.
what to do
Should we continue to monitor them
This multiple-choice question was placed before Ji Chaoyang.
Continue to monitor and endure the verbal attacks from the NPCs. Ji Chaoyang is not a real god, so how can he endure it
If he wasn't going to continue the surveillance, then why had he been keeping an eye on them all this time
No matter what the answer is, it is the worst choice for Ji Chaoyang.
There was a lot of cursing in the front hall, while the players in the back hall were communicating with each other and soon understood Zhang Daoan's thoughts.
It's really like watching a show!
That god is no good either, he was fooled around. Should we say that Zhang Daoan is awesome, or that the evil god is just an evil god and will be overthrown by the people sooner or later
It is said that Zhang Daoan is also a university professor who teaches Marx. What a professional!
Some soft-hearted players also suggested: "Should we go out and help?"
Innocent NPC residents died miserably. The huge statue stretched out its hands and either crushed the people or tore them in half. The front hall now looked like a hell.
This time, Zhang Daoan didn't say anything, but Jie Fangcheng shook his head first: "We can't help because of our identities."
The players’ identities this time are God’s favorites. Even though they now think that God is a piece of crap, the current Qiming City rejects everything related to God. They don’t even want their own Son of God, let alone them, the “God’s favorites”
When two sides with deep blood feud are already standing on the battlefield, those who surrender will only be killed as a sacrifice.
What’s more…
"They don't need help."
If you can't chop down the statue, then push it.
If you can't push it, then burn it.
This is their revenge, and it is their only way to drive out the gods.
And how can the players who are "favored by God" intervene
The originally majestic temple became like ruins in just two days, but the rear hall, with Wei Yuan's blessing, remained as solid as a rock.
The duration of possession of the statue became longer and longer, and the frequency became more and more frequent.
It was not until the next night, when the sound of the statue starting to kill people was heard again outside, that Zhang Daoan finally opened his eyes.
"26, 37, 41."
He accurately reported the last three players who did not eat flowers, including Jie Fangcheng.
White flowers were stuffed into their mouths, and divine patterns stretched out from the heads of the three people.
An illusory white door appeared in front of everyone. Looking from the outside in, one could see the curling fairy mist.
There is a new world behind the door.
[Ding—Players Wei Yuan, Yu Yizhou, Nie Shuangshuang... Qi Chanyang, Zhang Daoan, Jie Fangcheng, ??? Cleared the dungeon [God's Favor], dungeon survival rate: 88%, has refreshed the highest clearance record]
[Dungeon Rating: D-Level]
[The copy reward is being calculated, please wait...]
[Reward calculation is completed, please check it yourself. ]
[You will be teleported back to the lobby in three minutes, please wait patiently. ]
[Special reminder: The temple has been opened. Do you want to enter the temple to choose rewards? ]
Choose a Reward!
The players were in an uproar when Zhang Daoan and Jie Fangcheng looked at each other.
Zhang Daoan only said "It's very dangerous in there", and then he was the first to enter the white door.
He finished his words, but the players around him looked at each other in bewilderment.
The people in Ronghua asked: "If it's dangerous, do you need help?"
The Death God Guild and other players were a little nervous.
Zhang Daoan said it was dangerous, but he was not a person with strong fighting ability, so how could he go in so quickly and without hesitation? Shouldn't those with high fighting ability be allowed to go first
And the system prompts will never go wrong...
Jie Fangcheng didn't expect that Zhang Daoan would be the first to go in. He was stunned for a moment, then immediately turned to Wei Yuan and said, "This dungeon is very dangerous, you guys should get out of it as soon as possible."
After saying that, he had no time to explain and quickly followed everyone into the white door.
The two disappeared in front of everyone, leaving only the entrance to the temple and the reward.
"This...are we really not going?" someone asked in a low voice.
Wei Yuan and the others certainly believed in Jie Fangcheng and the others 100%. Moreover, ordinary players did not know this, but they knew that this game was most likely controlled by Ji Chaoyang.
After Jie Fangcheng and the other person disappeared, Wei Yuan directly blocked the door.
"Everyone, listen to me!" Wei Yuan had been the guild leader for so long that he knew how to persuade players. "This dungeon is too difficult. It's not an ordinary level 5 dungeon at all. Not only that, think about it, this is a dungeon for everyone! The difficulty of a dungeon for everyone should be much lower than that of an ordinary level 5 dungeon... But forgive me for being blunt, think about it, if it weren't for Brother Jie and Brother Zhang, would any of the 100 of us be able to clear the dungeon and survive?"
They even cleared the dungeon, but they couldn't get past the modified Huimeng fish.
No one on the field is a fool, Wei Yuan said, and they obviously have no intention of entering the temple to receive this "reward".
Xie Fangcheng and the others wouldn't even betray their own union members, right
Although they were skeptical in their hearts, Wei Yuan and the others blocked the door. It was obvious that Ronghua and the people of the God of Death would not go in. The other individual players were few in number to begin with, and the rewards for clearing the level 5 dungeon were already very tempting. Entering this temple would not only risk their lives, but also offend Ronghua. No individual player with a normal mind would choose this.
Five minutes passed in a flash.
A white light flashed.
The players were teleported out of the instance.
Before leaving, Wei Yuan and the others looked inside the door worriedly.
The door was filled with fog and nothing could be seen at all.
I hope everything is fine with Jie Ge and the others...
Inside the door.
Jie Fangcheng was stunned after entering this legendary temple.
"Professor Zhang?"
It was completely deserted here, with white fog surrounding it, boundless and with no clear direction or boundaries.
Zhang Daoan, who arrived here only two or three seconds earlier than Jie Fangcheng, disappeared without a trace.
Xie Fangcheng took two steps and then stopped.
He really didn't know how to decrypt, but it was obviously inhumane to rely entirely on Zhang Daoan's words in the current situation. After all, there was Ji Chaoyang who was eyeing him covetously, and it would be easy for Professor Zhang to get into trouble.
The surrounding fog blocked Fang Cheng's entire vision, making it impossible to tell what the environment was like, but it didn't matter.
Aren’t you still standing on solid “ground”
Jie Fangcheng exerted force on his feet.
"boom"-
It was as if a dragon was turning over, and the entire space was shaking.
But in the end, Xie Fangcheng's kick did not create a hole in the "ground", and the feeling from the soles of his feet was both strange and familiar.
"data flow?"
After Jie Fangcheng cleared the dungeon, he was pulled into a white foggy space where he could see the Book of Life and Death.
He had the same feeling when he swung his sword and hit the barrier erected by the data stream.
It was soft, as if it had hit cotton.
What's going on with this data flow
Are they at the edge of the dungeon
Where is Zhang Daoan
As he took this step, Jie Fangcheng sensed a subtle feeling in the distance.
He took a few steps forward and soon saw a figure vaguely in the thick fog.
"Zhang Daoan...?"
Judging from the back, it is clearly Zhang Daoan.
But when that person turned around, his face looked exactly like Zhang Daoan's, but his temperament was completely different.
As if they were twins, Zhang Daoan was dignified and elegant. No matter if he was evil-minded or cruel, at least he had a very gentle temperament. At first glance, he looked like a social elite and a university professor. He possessed all the idealized temperaments of intellectuals.
But this one...
Jie Fangcheng couldn't help but pick up the giant sword.
The "Zhang Daoan" in front of him was wearing a white divine robe, exactly the same outfit as before, but he had a pair of crazy eyes that made people retreat.
He looked at Jie Fangcheng, his eyes passing over Jie Fangcheng's ears. He seemed stunned for a moment, then reached out and touched his earlobe, as if he understood something, and spoke in a slightly hoarse voice.
“…Manager Xie?”
Jie Fangcheng frowned.
The person in front of me is undoubtedly Zhang Daoan, but this is too unlike him.
"What’s wrong with you?"
The "Zhang Daoan" in front of him lowered his head and rubbed his eyes, then raised his head again, and seemed to have turned back into the Professor Zhang that Fang Cheng was familiar with.
“It really worked…”
"What?"
"Zhang Daoan" did not explain, he just walked towards Jie Fangcheng.
Jie Fangcheng hesitated for a moment and put away the giant sword in his hand.
"you… "
The next second, the "Zhang Daoan" in front of him suddenly hugged him.
"Hello!"
The voice of "Zhang Daoan" came to my ears.
"Manager Xie... Long time no see."
What
Jie Fangcheng was completely confused and before he could understand what he was saying, "Zhang Daoan" let go of the embrace, looking calm and composed.
He opened his mouth and said something. Strangely, Jie Fangcheng seemed to hear it, but when these sounds entered his ears, they could not form a sentence at all.
"what are you saying?"
"Zhang Daoan" paused and said, "Please tell me later... Be careful of Ji Ge."
"Ji Ge?" Fang Cheng certainly still remembered this name, but he felt confused.
Is Ji Ge involved in this copy
Zhang Daoan did not explain, but just smiled.
"I don't have enough authority, and there are some things I can say that you won't realize, so I won't say them. But I believe that if it were you, you would definitely be able to do it. And thank you for all the time, Manager Jie. But... you should wake up."
After saying that, he reached out and touched Jie Fangcheng's right ear.
Jie Fangcheng had an ear clip on his ear, and on it were sapphire earrings named "Goddess' Prayer", which he had bought from Ning Suisui.
When Zhang Daoan touched the earring, Jie Fangcheng suddenly felt dizzy.
"—Brother Jie!"
He opened his eyes suddenly.
There was no white mist in front of him, nor was there any "Zhang Daoan". Beside him, Wei Yuan, Nie Shuangshuang and others were looking at him anxiously.
Jie Fangcheng rubbed his forehead.
"What's wrong?"
Didn’t Wei Yuan and the others already come out of the copy
Nie Shuangshuang immediately answered him: "I don't know! After you ate that flower, you suddenly closed your eyes and fell down!"
"Ah?" Jie Fangcheng was stunned for a moment, then immediately stood up, "Where's Zhang Daoan?"
"Brother Zhang said that you suddenly fainted and we don't know what happened, so he asked us to take care of you here. If you don't wake up in five minutes, he will take you out of the dungeon and he will..."
There was no need for anyone to explain, Jie Fangcheng was already looking at the open door leading to the temple.
"I'm going." Jie Fangcheng walked towards the door without saying a word.
Wei Yuan and others immediately followed and moved forward.
"Brother Jie! Did you encounter something dangerous?"
Jie Fangcheng nodded: "It's very dangerous, you guys should get out of the dungeon as soon as possible!"
But what was different from the "dream" was that this time Wei Yuan and the others looked at each other.
"Then we will help too!" Wei Yuan added, "Brother Jie, I know we are not strong enough. Don't worry about us after we go in. We are already dead anyway. The game will end soon so that we can be reincarnated soon!"
"That's right, Brother Jie, our priority is to complete the game! Don't worry about our lives after we get in! Let's go find Brother Zhang!"
A group of people looked at Jie Fangcheng. Jie Fangcheng hesitated for a moment. Time waits for no one. He didn't know what was going on with Zhang Daoan...
"If a real fight breaks out, I might not have time to take care of you."
"I know, Brother Jie! Don't worry, we have been prepared for this!"
Jie Fangcheng stopped persuading him and immediately turned around and entered the door leading to the temple.
Soon after, Ronghua and his group filed in.
Only the Death Guild and individual players are left.
The individual players were obviously very tempted by the "self-selected rewards" prompted by the system. Yu Yizhou turned his head and looked at the remaining people.
"Everyone, I don't need to explain what kind of union Ronghua is. They don't go in to grab items, they go in to risk their lives. You can choose for yourself, whether to believe the 'self-selected reward' prompted by the system, or to believe what the Ronghua Union people just said."
It was like a bucket of cold water was poured down.
The players from the Death God Guild sat on the ground, obviously not planning to go in.
Instead, Yu Yizhou looked at the door which had not been closed yet. Finally, he figured something out and stood up.
"? Lao Yu? What are you going to do?"
Yu Yizhou walked towards the door.
"Zhang Daowu has always been helping us in the past, and now his friends need help." Yu Yizhou just said this.
Yu Yizhou is obviously not a stupid person, as he can run the Death God Guild so well.
Jie Fangcheng and Zhang Daoan did not say it explicitly, but this copy was not an ordinary copy, and it was likely that the core part of the game was involved.
When Zhang Daowu was still around, it was no exaggeration to say that he and Ronghua at that time supported the entire game.
They turned this dirty and cold infinite game into a human base where people can occasionally talk about hobbies, ideals, and feelings with others. They distinguish between humans and animals.
It was also after Ronghua became prosperous that the Death God Guild, which used interests and hobbies as the criteria for recruitment, gradually rose to prominence and has now become the fourth most famous guild.
Although Yu Yizhou didn't say it, he knew very well in his heart that countless people in the game were benefiting from Ronghua and were illuminated by the lit torch called Ronghua.
And now, this group of people is about to touch the core of the game again. Judging from Jie Fangcheng's expression, this matter is extremely dangerous, so dangerous that even he, who is so powerful, is not sure of victory.
Yu Yizhou is at least the third player in the ranking. Even though he cannot beat Jie Fangcheng, he has fought with Ji Ge in a dungeon before. If that guy didn't have a lot of props, run fast, and have a good brother like Ji Chaoyang, Yu Yizhou would have killed him long ago.
However, before entering the door leading to the temple, Yu Yizhou did not forget to turn his head and look at the shocked union members behind him.
"Don't come, you are too inexperienced."
"Damn!" Everyone cursed, but they also knew that he was telling the truth.
The top ten on the list sounds like there are ten people, but in fact, this list of ten has not changed for a long time before last year's national copy.
The status of masters is solid, and the gap between them and ordinary players is truly huge, especially the top three.
Yu Yizhou really has the upper hand when beating Ji Ge. He is not like Ning Suisui, who needs to risk his life to deliver a fatal blow.
For Yu Yizhou, it may not be as easy as Jie Fangcheng beating Ji Ge, but 100% crushing victory is not a problem.
Similarly, Ji Chaoyang defeated Yu Yizhou easily.
The second on the current player points list is Jin Xiu, the president of the Professional Players' Alliance, but the reason why this president is on the list is rather special. She controls the guild with the largest number of members and the most frequent points flow in the entire game. She is also known as the number one businessman, but her strength is not that strong.
Judging from the points table alone, Yu Yizhou's strength can be said to be the second best among all players.
He was confident in his ability to help, but other players in the Death God Guild did not have this confidence.
They are not members of Ronghua. The people from Ronghua went in with the determination to risk their lives, but the others did not have that kind of belief.
Yu Yizhou quickly disappeared from everyone's sight.
The players from the Death God Guild and the remaining individual players looked at each other and could only sit there quietly waiting for the five minutes to be over.
Just then, someone suddenly discovered something was wrong.
"By the way... do you feel that it seems to have suddenly become very quiet outside?"
There were constant beatings and scolding in the front hall, and after the statue was possessed, it was like water dropped into a frying pan.
At this moment, the sound from the front hall disappeared without a trace.
Someone bravely used his skills to look towards the front hall, and then was stunned.
"There's no one outside, and... it's so foggy!"
.
In the foggy "temple".
Jie Fangcheng felt something was wrong as soon as he stepped in here.
So familiar!
In the misty fog, a towering white temple stood in the distance. It was obvious that Ronghua came in with him, but there was no one around.
Jie Fangcheng squinted his eyes to look and quickly recognized it.
—Isn’t this just the office building of the underworld painted white
Moreover, as far as Jie Fangcheng could remember, the office building of the underworld had been renovated no less than ten times. This was obviously the style of the underworld building from a long time ago.
Almost in the blink of an eye, the surroundings suddenly became lively.
"Master Jie, you are finally back! Do you remember what I asked you to do before? I have a son who was still in his infancy before I died. Did you help him find a good family?"
"Master Jie! I will be reincarnated tomorrow, and I have a wish that has not been fulfilled. Can you help me?"
"I don't accept it! Why should I suffer this kind of pain in the eighteen levels of hell while my enemies can re-enter the reincarnation cycle safely? The fault is clearly not mine - sir!"
"grown ups… "
"Your Highness."
Xie Fangcheng turned his head suddenly.
A figure wearing armor, holding a spear and riding a black horse appeared in front of Jie Fangcheng.
Fake? Dream
No... Jie Fangcheng could clearly see the names of those shadows just now.
How come these souls are here
"Qi Yeyi?"
The general riding on the horse smiled with a gentle look, revealing a sense of nostalgia.
"Your Highness, long time no see."
The surrounding scenery seemed to change in an instant.
The setting sun over the long river and the lonely smoke in the desert.
Countless soldiers stood on the city wall. In the distance, yellow sand swept across the sky, outlining a solid image with the wind.
There was a waning sun hanging in the sky, and the blood-red afterglow carried an eerie and strange aura.
In the blink of an eye, Jie Fangcheng's clothes also changed.
He was wearing silver armor and a fiery cloak. Unlike ordinary soldiers, he did not carry a gun. Instead, he carried a sword more than six feet long on his back, with the tip of the sword almost hanging to the ground. It was difficult to imagine how the sword would be unsheathed and how it would be used once it was unsheathed.
"What's going on?" asked Jie Fangcheng.
This place is indeed his memory, but it is not his memory.
The soldiers standing around all had dull expressions and remained in the same posture without moving.
They are already dead.
Qi Yeyi stood beside Jie Fangcheng and looked at the eerie setting sun.
"Your Highness, I have been here for who knows how long."
He sighed and turned to look at Jie Fangcheng: "I am the only one staying here forever. I thought this was hell... If it really was hell, there would at least be a sentence, right? But it doesn't seem to be here."
Qi Ye smiled easily, his expression vaguely revealing a kind of madness.
"I tried to find a way out of here, but I couldn't. The desert had no end. I tried to commit suicide, but it was useless. When I opened my eyes again, I was still in this city. There is no sunrise in this city, so I don't even know how much time has passed... Your Highness, can you tell me how many years have passed? Has it been ten thousand years?"
Jie Fangcheng also didn't expect that Qi Yeyi did not reincarnate, but was trapped here instead.
"I'm in a hurry now. Once I take apart this crappy game, I'll take you out."
Hearing this, Qi Yeyi laughed out loud, and the sound became louder and louder, until he seemed to be crying at the end.
"You take me out?? How can you take me out?! At first you insisted that man can conquer nature! But what happened later? After I died, did you keep me safe?? There are countless mortals, and there is obviously a win-win solution! But you insisted on fighting against nature!"
"'Win-win'?" Jie Fangcheng thought it was ridiculous. He shook his head and said, "Forget it. I'm really in a hurry now."
After saying that, he jumped off the city wall and ran towards the enchanting setting sun.
He could feel that there should be the exit.
I don’t know what happened to Professor Zhang and the people in Ronghua…
"bass"-
A long spear came from nowhere, and Jie Fangcheng raised his sword to block it. There was a sharp sound when the weapons collided.
Xie Fangcheng turned his head expressionlessly and looked at Qi Yeyi.
Qi Yeyi laughed crazily: "It's too lonely here alone! Stay and keep me company!"
The next second, Qi Yeyi was thrown flying.
Jie Fangcheng kept on trying to push him away, feeling speechless.
"Use your brain. My fighting power was like that before I became a ghost. After so many years, what do you think I am like now? You still want to fight me? Are you crazy?"
After saying that, Jie Fangcheng did not stop, jumped more than ten meters away, and rushed to the setting sun at a rapid speed.
Behind him was Qi Yeyi's angry roar and growl of unwillingness and fear.
"You killed me with your own hands! How can you not feel guilty at all?! Don't go—"
There seemed to be a "ding" sound in his ears, and after passing through the setting sun, Jie Fangcheng's eyes flashed, and he saw a completely new scene.
An old woman was hunched over, half of her face had been bitten by wild dogs.
Seeing Jie Fangcheng, the old woman's eyes lit up: "Master Jie! You promised me that you would help me go and see my poor daughter. How is she? You haven't come back yet, and I've been waiting so hard..."
"She's dead." After saying this, Jie Fangcheng sensed the direction and ran towards the river bank not far away.
But he had just taken two steps when the old woman suddenly pounced on him.
“Why! Why did you delay on the way?! It was clearly me who asked you to do this first! You wanted to save a little girl on the way! Why did you delay? It was only a quarter of an hour—”
"You should hate your son-in-law, not me." Jie Fangcheng pushed her away, his expression calm to the point of being cruel.
After saying this, seeing that the old woman was about to rush up again, Jie Fangcheng swung his sword directly at her.
The old woman screamed and took a few steps back.
"Just wait here. I'll take you out after the game is over."
After saying this hurriedly, Jie Fangcheng set off again.
One world after another.
Over the years, Jie Fangcheng was not always able to save the people he wanted to save.
And now, these souls who did not get the results they deserved were like checkpoints one after another, trying to make him feel guilty.
Jie Fangcheng cleared so many levels without changing his expression that he couldn't even count them, until the last one.
The scene in front of him suddenly changed and turned into a temple shrouded in white mist, as if he had passed all the levels.
"Professor Zhang?"
Just as Jie Fangcheng opened his mouth, there was a slight sound like a trigger at the moment when Zhang Daoan turned his head.
A strange bullet shot straight towards Zhang Daoan.
"careful!"
Jie Fangcheng quickly jumped out and pulled Zhang Daoan away from his original position.
The next second, Xie Fangcheng felt a sudden pain in his heart.
He lowered his head and a dark dagger pierced through his chest.
(End of this chapter)