It was silent.
There was only the sound of the crashing waves and the incoming water.
If before, knowledgeable players like Ning Suisui had the best understanding of Jie Fangcheng's strength and were most convinced that his strength had surpassed existing players, then this blow from him shattered the cognition of ordinary players.
Is the dungeon boss strong
powerful.
What is more powerful than the dungeon boss
It is a copy that can accommodate BOSS.
The concrete form is the bricks and grass around. Don’t underestimate them. In order to prevent the BOSS from destroying the copy beyond recognition, the basic structure of the copy should be more solid.
In a cruise ship-type dungeon like this, the main activities of the BOSS and players are on the ship, so you can imagine how sturdy this ship is.
As a result, Xie Fangcheng smashed a hole in the boat with a stick, and cold sea water rushed in in streams, soon wetting everyone's feet.
The biting cold spread from my feet to my whole body.
The players from Chaoyang Guild looked at him in horror: "What are you?"
"A staff member of the underworld."
"What staff?"
Xie Fangcheng turned to look at Wei Yuan: "Is this your brother?"
Wei Yuan and Nie Shuangshuang also looked dazed.
Nie Shuangshuang's expression was even more complicated, and even the way she addressed him changed: "You... you, you really are from down there?"
Jie Fangcheng always felt that this description was indescribably strange.
Over there, Zhang Daoan's voice continued to come steadily: "Now that these have been confirmed, let's get back to the previous question. I have no intention of interfering with Ronghua's future..."
"Wait!" Even Yan Xiaotong couldn't sit still anymore and hurriedly stopped her, "What have you confirmed?"
What's wrong with this person? What kind of earth-shattering news is this? Why did he just say this and then stop talking
Public officials from the underworld... What's going on in the underworld? What are the public officials here for? How can we prove that Jie Fangcheng is a member of the underworld and not a visitor from outer space
What a thunderbolt! Why did Zhang Daoan change the topic and return to Ronghua's development path
Strictly speaking, these players are all dead souls. The term "hell" is too shocking. Isn't this news more worthy of attention than Ronghua
Looking at the other players present, including Ronghua’s own people, they all looked distracted. Does he understand what is the most important thing to solve now?
Zhang Daoan seemed to have a good temper as he explained, "It has been confirmed that Ji Chaoyang of the Chaoyang Union is the actual controller of this game. He is the biggest boss and is playing tricks on everyone. It has been confirmed that the underworld has learned about this and will send people in to gradually clear this game and fix the bugs. What's wrong?"
“Yan Xiaotong”: “…”
Her expression was dull: "Do you...what evidence do you have to prove that Mr. Xie is from the underworld? The stick just now doesn't count! Maybe..."
Yan Xiaotong thought for a moment and said, "Maybe he is the controller of the game! If he is the controller, he can certainly do something like smashing through the hull!"
Everyone nodded.
Zhang Daoan seemed stunned for a moment, as if he had not expected her to ask this question. Then he laughed and said, "Why should I give you evidence?"
"What?"
"Whether it's the 'official of the underworld' or the 'game controller', we ordinary players can't contend with them. If he wants, he can just smash the ship to pieces. Who do you think will survive on the ship? Or let me ask another question..."
Zhang Daoan looked at "Yan Xiaotong" and said, "Everyone has seen the strength of the 'Golden Leopard' team. Do you think that if Mr. Xie had ill intentions towards the player community, no one would be able to fight him in any dungeon, even in the game lobby?"
"Yan Xiaotong"'s expression changed.
No matter how weak Ji Ge is, he is still a player at the top of the leaderboard. Jie Fangcheng could beat him like that with just one stick. Even if the players at the top of the leaderboard unite, can they really cause any harm to him
Especially from what Zhang Daoan said, this is just the beginning and the underworld will continue to send people.
This game... is it really going to be gone
Zhang Daoan looked helpless: "I say... you guys still don't understand what's going on right now?"
"W-what?"
Zhang Daoan looked at the prosperous people around him.
Everyone still had a dazed look on their faces, as if their brains were overloaded.
"I have no intention of interfering with Ronghua's future development. Whether to continue like this or make other choices is a decision made by Ronghua's union. Although I am Zhang Daowu's brother, I don't think I have any responsibility for Ronghua. On this basis... I am trying to get everyone an opportunity."
He didn't need to say what the "opportunity" was, everyone's eyes turned to Fang Cheng's face.
Jie Fangcheng stood there calmly. People like Nie Shuangshuang who knew him better, after looking at him, always felt that the other party was actually the same as themselves, in the state of "not understanding and therefore having to let go".
Is this person from the underworld
Nie Shuangshuang was at a loss, but had a vague feeling that this answer was correct.
Not to mention Jie Fangcheng's strength, when they were in the dungeon of [Fulai Inn] before, this kid... this big guy showed an extraordinary familiarity with the death of his companions, as if he had actually experienced countless similar scenes of life and death, and witnessed too many stories of good people dying.
But it is not true to say that he is indifferent to life. Nie Shuangshuang felt creepy just by looking at the real child of the terrible city lord's wife, but the other party held the child gently in her arms and said goodbye to such a terrible little monster.
If they really are from the underworld, then it all seems to make sense.
Hell
After Nie Shuangshuang came to this crappy game, she thought it was just a legend, but it turns out there really is such a place.
Wei Yuan was the first to come back to his senses. He asked first, "I want to know, if the underworld wants to clean up this game, what will we be? Wandering souls? Undead? Victims? What kind of treatment will we receive?"
Xie Fangcheng shook his head very frankly: "I don't know, this is not part of my job scope."
"Ah?" Wei Yuan opened his mouth and asked cautiously, "Can I ask where you are in the underworld..."
"I'm in charge of finance." Jie Fangcheng held up the stick, "I'm the manager of the finance department."
The underworld and public officials, it's strange enough to put these two words together. Why would there be a position like Finance Manager at this time
Is this an illusion
Wei Yuan's brain, which had rarely been able to come to a conclusion, suddenly crashed again.
The scene was very quiet.
At this moment, Nie Shuangshuang couldn't help but raised her hand quietly: "I have a question."
Jie Fangcheng raised his chin towards her and said, "Tell me."
“…” This brat! … How could this respected underworld manager be so inexplicably irritating even though his status was one dimension higher than everyone else
Nie Shuangshuang complained in her heart, but said honestly: "Should we find someone to repair the boat..."
As we were talking, the water had already reached our calves. If we delayed any longer, the boat would probably sink.
"Yes." Zhang Daoan nodded, "Let's go back to the room and talk."
It was obvious that he only included the members of Ronghua in his return to the room, which made "Yan Xiaotong" and the others scratch their heads. If they wanted to ask, there were too many questions at once and they didn't know where to start. If they didn't ask, there were too many questions at once and they felt itchy.
"Wait!" It was "Yan Xiaotong" who came to her senses first.
Although she didn't dare to offend, she still didn't quite believe it.
"Can I ask... If Mr. Xie is a staff member of the underworld, then there is no reason for him to take things from players, right? Why does he even charge 'protection fees'? We are all just ordinary people who were pulled into this game. A public official like Mr. Xie should treat us equally, right?"
Zhang Daoan looked at her and said, "I am very weak, Manager Xie is taking care of me, is there a problem?"
“Yan Xiaotong”: “…”
.
The atmosphere among the crowd was quite quiet.
They arrived at the third floor - this was also the room the NPC had arranged for them. Compared to the room on the second floor yesterday, the room on the third floor was obviously bigger, but no matter how big it was, it couldn't accommodate more than twenty people.
The crowd marched in a mighty force and directly occupied the entertainment room that required points to enter. At this time, no one cared to listen to the NPC's hint that this entertainment room also required a numerical value. If they did not pay the numerical value, all other players would have to pay for it together.
Do you know who the guy with the stick in front of them is? He is the manager of the underworld!
Everyone's understanding of the "Underworld" basically comes from works of art, and no one has ever really seen it.
When they arrived at the entertainment room, no one said a word. Only Jie Fangcheng sat there as usual, with a calm expression, and his movements and facial expressions revealed that he was ready to slack off in the meeting.
Zhang Daoan was also very conscious and said, "Everyone understands the situation."
Understand? Who understands? ? ? What's going on? ?
Nie Shuangshuang was still outspoken. She raised her hand and said, "Can I ask you a question? Brother Jie, you... well, are you really from the underworld?"
"yes."
Nie Shuangshuang held back for a long time: "What is the underworld like?"
Jie Fangcheng described: "It's OK. You will know after you go down."
Damn it!
As if he knew what she was thinking, Jie Fangcheng added lightly, "Everyone has died a long time ago. This game is a lie to you. There is no such thing as resurrection."
Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment, and someone whispered, "Impossible? I remember there was a celebrity who came back to the human world through the [Reincarnation Experience]."
"Zhang De'ao." Obviously this is a very famous star. Wei Yuan started to explain, "This person entered the game more than 30 years ago. He was very lucky. After entering the game, he quickly acquired his core skills. Within ten years, he had accumulated enough capital to enter the [Reincarnation Experience]. He defeated the remaining 99 players that time and returned to the present world. The new players who entered during that time have proved that this Zhang De'ao attended many activities after his 'resurrection'. He retired from the circle and went abroad after making a lot of money."
This is why everyone has such great confidence in this game.
Because over the years, the new players who came in have confirmed to them that players who can pass the [Reincarnation Experience] have indeed reappeared in the world.
Jie Fangcheng didn't say anything, but just snapped his fingers in front of Wei Yuan.
Wei Yuan's eyes blurred and he felt as if something was being sucked out of his body.
Then he heard gasps coming from all around him.
Wei Yuan immediately turned his head, and then looked in amazement at the other "Wei Yuan" who suddenly appeared and sat next to him.
"What...what is this?"
The other "Wei Yuan" sitting next to Wei Yuan was like an empty shell with basic thinking ability but no thoughts.
"This is what brings us back to reality," said Jie Fangcheng. "The dead cannot be resurrected. This is the rule. No one can violate this rule."
No one spoke on the field.
Although everyone knows that they came into this game after dying, no one in this game has the real feeling that they are "already dead".
Look, I can still think, cry and laugh, and I still have a chance to return to reality. How can this be considered as dead
At this moment, Jie Fangcheng's words were like a club wrapped in thick cotton, hitting everyone on the head.
Everyone sensed death belatedly.
In the silence, Zhang Daoan continued to speak calmly, as if nothing had happened.
"Although we have joined Ronghua, if Ronghua is not prepared and this instance is released, I think it is better for us to separate as soon as possible."
Wei Yuan pressed his temple with a headache: "Wait a minute... Can you just tell me what you need us to do?"
"I need you to be on the side of Hades."
Wei Yuan frowned: "You want to turn Ronghua into the office of the underworld?"
Zhang Daoan looked at him with a subtle expression: "My friend, you think too much."
"ah?"
"Now it's not the people from the underworld who are asking us for help. Instead, we need to make our position clear and seek the understanding and support of the public officials from the underworld who have come to the game, so that we can strive to gain the right to speak for the players in future trials after the game disappears."
"Why fight for the right to speak? Trial? What does it mean?"
Zhang Daoan asked directly: "Have you never killed anyone?"
The hair on everyone's back suddenly stood up.
Among the old players who have survived to this day, there is no one who does not have blood on his hands.
Including Ronghua players.
Although we should help each other and build a community with a shared future for mankind, after entering the dungeon, when faced with the butcher knife swinging at us, shouldn’t we fight back? Faced with those immoral behaviors, shouldn’t we stop them
Sometimes even the rules of the dungeon require the elimination of players, and the prosperous people will not be stupid enough to sacrifice themselves to the point of heroic death. No one will hesitate when it is time to take action.
The higher a player is on the leaderboard, the more blood he has on his hands.
Even Nie Shuangshuang couldn't help but look at Jie Fangcheng with wide eyes: "Brother, in my situation, will I go to the eighteenth level of hell during the trial???"
She is not a murderer, but Nie Shuangshuang has completed so many copies, how could she not have killed anyone
Jie Fangcheng didn't lie to her: "According to the rules, your eighteenth floor is a bit conservative."
Nie Shuangshuang wanted to cry but had no tears: "But we had no choice! This is the rule of this crappy game, you can't just let me sit there and wait to die!"
Xie Fangcheng said honestly: "Based on my understanding of them, they value results more than process and reasons."
Everyone was in a gloomy mood.
Zhang Daoan then spoke: "The current situation of all players is like this. Even if everyone feels that they have no choice, in the eyes of the judge, these circumstances are not an excuse for killing."
Wei Yuan also understood: "You mean, Manager Jie will not be the first person to come to the underworld of the game, and we have to strive for the understanding of those who come later so as to gain support in future trials?"
"Yes." After Zhang Daoan finished speaking, he stood up without urging anyone. "Standing on the side of the underworld is likely to mean standing against more players. I am only providing you with an opportunity. Whether you need this opportunity or not is up to you to decide."
After saying that, he gestured to Jie Fangcheng.
Jie Fangcheng then stood up.
After the two left the silent entertainment hall and as soon as they reached the corridor, Zhang Daoan apologized in a low voice.
"Feel sorry."
"Ah?" Jie Fangcheng was stunned for a moment.
Zhang Daoan looked at him.
"I did have some selfish motives when I told you before about the method that could make the Book of Life and Death call people back." "Oh!" Jie Fangcheng suddenly realized, "It's okay, I didn't feel it anyway."
After that, Jie Fangcheng couldn't help but say, "But all you've done might be in vain."
"I know."
Jie Fangcheng was surprised: "You know?"
Zhang Daoan said calmly, "I mentioned before that other officials in the underworld might not be as soft-hearted as you, Manager Jie. I knew it when you didn't refute me. These people who come here may be hard to be moved. Even if they are moved, it may not have any impact on the final trial result."
Jie Fangcheng agreed: "Yes. If you knew this earlier, why did you go to so much trouble to do this?"
Zhang Daoan just turned his head and glanced at the entertainment hall behind him.
"Manager Xie, are there many civil servants in the underworld?"
"Not much, three thousand."
"How many players are trapped in this game? Is it 300,000?" asked Zhang Daoan.
Jie Fangcheng was stunned for a moment.
Zhang Daoan looked at him, his expression still calm.
"If there are 300,000 players who work together, can they invade... No, it's impossible in terms of force. It should be said that with so many wandering souls, so many souls who are either pathetic or extremely miserable, plus some soft-hearted officials of the underworld who stand on the side of the players, can they force the underworld to reform?"
Jie Fangcheng looked at him and then suddenly laughed.
"Someone had the same idea as you many years ago, but he failed."
After that, Jie Fangcheng patted him on the shoulder and said, "You can do it, kid. You know a lot about revolution! I'm optimistic about you!"
As they were talking, the door of the entertainment hall suddenly opened and Nie Shuangshuang stuck her head out.
"We have discussed it."
Nie Shuangshuang first looked at Zhang Daoan, then at Jie Fangcheng.
She coughed and said, "We have all decided to work hard to avoid being in the frying pan in the future. After we get out, we will give the president to Manager Jie. Is that okay, Manager?"
She usually roared at every turn, but now when she looked at Jie Fangcheng, her expression was a little cautious, which made Jie Fangcheng quite uncomfortable. He waved his hands repeatedly and said, "Forget it, President."
Nie Shuangshuang was very flattering: "Manager Jie, please don't refuse! This is all our love!"
Jie Fangcheng's expression was hard to describe: "Shuangshuang."
Nie Shuangshuang immediately said: "Hey, go ahead and tell me."
"I'm the manager of the finance department."
"Yep."
Jie Fangcheng said sincerely: "Even if you hold my thighs and cry and beg me, I have no right to reduce the temperature of the oil pan by one degree!"
Nie Shuangshuang: “…”
(End of this chapter)