Mu Ke moved quietly behind Charles.
Even if he didn't know the identity of Charles who appeared suddenly, Mu Ke could also perceive that Bai Liu had received Charles's help from the current situation.
"I used to be obsessed with a man and bet on a horse according to the seasons every year, I don't think it is a thing." All the expressions on Hongtao's face were deeply hidden, and the burgundy eyes were undercurrents. Surging, "Don't compare your animality with me, Charles."
"Then I apologize for my impropriety." Charles leaned and smiled widened. "But to me, animality is a commendatory term, and I admire people with animality."
Hongtao was silent for a second, and she realized that Charles had to fish out the white willow. Sometimes this man came up with gambling and no one could stop it.
Hongtao didn't hesitate at all, she turned to look at Titan: "Titan, besie them."
A huge black ball fell from the sky, like a black hole, swallowing Charles and Wang Shun, Mu Ke and his party behind him.
And Charles didn't panic at all, he raised his civilization stick against the falling black ball.
The black ball swallowed along the tail of the civilization rod, and it was about to touch the tip of Charles's nose. He took off his black top hat and dragged it back to the end while the black ball civilization rod was stuck, and Charles flipped the top hat against it. On this huge black ball.
Just like magic, this huge black ball was constricted by the mouth of the top hat, pressed into Charles's white glove, and turned into a black bouncing ball in the palm of his hand between flips.
[System Tip: Player Charles uses skills (Phantom Eater)]
[This skill can swallow the opponent's skills at the moment of attack, and reversely swallow the opponent's skills, and convert them into some kind of magic props for storage. 】
"It's a useless queen to activate my skills." Charles flicked the bouncing ball in his hand with fun, then took off his white glove and wrapped it in Wang Shun's pocket next to him with the glove. "Dirty playing It's for you."
Wang Shun: "???"
He had long heard that Charles was a very feathery person, but he didn't expect the feathers to reach this point-he was just bounced twice on the ground with no dust at all, so he didn't want it.
Charles didn't know where he slowly conjured a pair of white gloves and put them on himself, raising his hat in return for Titan and Hearts, smiling very reservedly: "Queen, allow me to retire first."
As he said, Charles turned around, raised his elbow to Wang Shun, raised his chin and gestured politely twice, tapping the elbow twice with his index finger.
Wang Shun reacted ignorantly for a while before realizing that Charles was asking him to hold him.
… == There are so many people...
But even though he had a word in his heart, Wang Shun still held Charles's hand honestly, and Charles walked forward with satisfaction.
He walked up to Mu Ke and smiled and said, "I believe you have seen my sincerity to Bai Liu. Shouldn't you mind going to [No Man's Land] with us?"
Mu Ke held his breath and waited for this Charles for a long time, but at this time he also stabilized, did not panic and impolite, but stretched out his hand not humble or arrogant, and thanked very sincerely: "I don't mind at all."
"You are very welcome to go with us."
No man's land.
After Charles intervened in this matter, ordinary audiences who were afraid to come and watch the excitement under the strong siege of foreign guilds now leaned in.
And because of the ups and downs of [Containing Bailiu], the heat that has been squeezed on the forum has reached a limit, and finally a lot of discussions broke out, which made most ordinary players curious about this matter.
A large number of ordinary viewers sneakily followed Mu Ke and them, pretending to be passing by, and followed until [No Man's Land].
They can't blame them for pretending, because people from the King's Guild also followed, and the crowds who came to eat melon did not dare to be too public.
The two camps faced each other at the door of [No Man’s Land] where there was no ghost shadow. Charles and Hearts two big brothers stood in front of the guild members, feeling that they could fight at any time.
The spectators next to it were full of excitement and silence-this league show hasn't started yet, and the season's melons have been eaten by waves.
In the no-man’s land, the stacked old TVs are flickering with snowflakes and noise, and from time to time, under the black and white stripes, a distorted shadow of a person slaps on the TV screen crashingly, most of them calling for help.
The hoarse and desperate voice passed through the damaged speakers on both sides of the TV, and stretched the carton into a weird tune that could not be heard.
These game players trapped in no man's land appear intermittently on the black and white TV, as if they were used to remember an unknown video after their death.
The two sides of the no-man’s land are white to dazzling smooth walls, and the old large FM TV sets are stacked horizontally to form a TV mountain that grows beyond sight at a glance, extending to the deepest part of the no-man’s land.
No one knows if the no-man’s land has an end, because no one has ever reached the end of the no-man’s land.
The full name of [No Man's Land] is [Nameless Zone], but this place is not without people, but is full of the end of these people who have exhausted everything and want to live desperately.
These people have lost their names in this game and their right to exist as human beings. They can only become monsters who forget their origins in the sizzling old TV.
It is the first time for Mu Ke to come to this place. He was shocked from the heart, especially when Wang Shun sighed and told him that many players in [No Man’s Land] were newcomers to the game for the first time. .
"If the newcomers entering the game are not recognized by the audience and cannot get reward points from the audience, they will not have the ability to buy props and it will be very difficult to pass the level."
There is a deep pity in Wang Shun's eyes: "They will soon fall into [No Man's Land], and the only thing they can do is to delay the time when they are gradually alienated, and try not to die so quickly."
"It was very painful. They couldn't see any hope, they just struggled in the game by instinct, waiting for who would save them."
Mu Ke stared at the TV mountain in a daze, and asked softly: "Is it...just like me in "The Siren Town"?"
"Yes." Wang Shun said, "If Bai Liu didn't save you at that time, this place would be your cemetery."
"Many times these people don't need a lot, just give them a little point, which is enough to let them see the sky again and climb out of this cemetery-like no-man's land."
Wang Shun turned to look at Mu Ke, and he sighed, "But it's a pity that few people in this game have such kindness."
"Not everyone is as lucky as you. There is a Bai Liu who broke through the dimension to rescue you." Wang Shun breathed out a long breath, and finally brought a smile on his face, "But now maybe many, many people will be rescued because of Bai Liu. "
Onlookers whispered, discussing what Charles and Hearts are going to do.
Hongtao glanced sideways at the endless TV Mountain, then turned to look at Charles, who was smiling unchanged: "Are you sure you want to waste so many points on Bai Liu and get him out of this junkyard?"
"It's not a waste." Charles retorted with a smile, "All the consumption that can please me, I call it reasonable entertainment, Bailiu is very interesting, isn't it?"
Heart is noncommittal: "You are such an unreasonable man."
Charles stooped to accept: "Thank you for your praise."
"How many points are you going to spend to stop?" Heart asked.
Charles straightened up, he turned to look at the pure white background in the no-man’s land, turned the diamond ring on his thumb, and squinted his eyes: "—until I saw Bai Liu reappear in front of me."
Mu Ke took a deep breath. He stood in front of the guild members and issued an order on behalf of Charles: "Wait Charles will now transfer one million points to each of you, but there are restrictions on this point, and you can't embezzle it. "
"The only function of the points forwarded to you is to charge the players next to you in the no-man’s land. Charge each small TV with 5 to 10 points. While charging, you also need to collect likes until you see the small TV goes out. ."
"The small TV that does not go out until 10 points is marked up and transferred to me. We will conduct a secondary analysis of the players inside. If it is determined that the players inside are suspected to be white willows, we will conduct a secondary charge as appropriate."
Mu Ke took a step left, letting Wang Shun behind him, and introducing: "This is the data analyst of our labor union, Wang Shun. All the small TV data you get will be handed over to him for statistics. After a comprehensive analysis, we will The small TV in the human area is screened three times."
"And we are the fourth-ranked Faun on the famous new star list." Mu Ke lightly glanced at Mu Sicheng, who had been bowing his head and did not speak since just now. "
Mu Sicheng raised his head and looked at Mu Ke sullenly at each other.
He took a deep breath, turned his head irritably, and snorted, without rebutting or agreeing, but he did get up and stood at the door of no man's land, his chin slightly raised and the members of the foreign guild looked at each other.
Mu Sicheng sensed Mu Ke's hostility towards him, which made Mu Sicheng upset, but what made him even more upset was that at this time Mu Ke was really more organized than him!
After speaking, Mu Ke glanced around at the guild members in front of him: "Is there anything else you don't understand?"
The guild members below have been silly.
They have joined the Corruption Association for so long, and they have not seen a million points. Now they have one share per capita. Now in order to save a person they have never seen before, they have to spend it after changing hands-such an exciting thing, They hadn't imagined it for several lifetimes, each of them was dizzy, and they almost couldn't stand still.
The onlookers next to him listened to their ears and were even more stunned. They looked as if nothing had happened. Charles, who was wiping his cane, looked at the no-man’s land in a daze. It was like a train without a tail car. The length of the TV mountain, the eyes are straight.
—Charles is... Are you kidding me? !
It takes tens of millions of points to find someone in such a long TV mountain! !
But soon they discovered that Charles was really not joking.
The guild players stepped forward to Charles in turn, raised their system panel tremblingly, waiting for the transfer, and then after the transfer was successful, they walked down again in a muddle-headed manner.
With tens of millions of points transferred, Charles has not changed the arc of his smile from beginning to end.
He gently patted the shoulders of these delirious guild members: "Now, go find the guild leader you hid."
———
Temple.
In the middle of the table, there is a card that suddenly turned over. The character on the card is a mysterious magician who is gently pulling his hat down to cover his smiling face.
The man with his hood closed his face thoughtfully tapped on it with a smile: "Interestingly, there has been a magician card that is neither the werewolf camp nor the gods camp, and the situation has changed. "
"Do you still want to release the cards, Prophet?" he asked with a smile.
The prophet was silent for a while: "Nothing."
"This scene is already messed up like this..." Under the hood, the man's eyes turned into a werewolf hunter card, a witch standing on the side, a rose card that flashed and disappeared, and a magician card that suddenly appeared. He patrolled, and then suddenly showed a small smile for fear that the world would not be chaotic, "Then be more chaotic."
A brand new card appeared between his index finger and middle finger, which he pressed to the right of the werewolf card.
The eyes of the prophet changed insignificantly the moment they saw this card.
This is a card that is not the same as other cards. It does not abide by the rules. When the table falls, the characters in this card are suspended on the table like a three-dimensional book, holding a The bells and whistles of toy guns ran all over the table.
It wore a pair of oversized pompom pointed short boots, fluffy bright red radish pants, puff sleeves and a lace stacking neckline around the entire neck.
A double-horned and bicolor hat with a bell on the end jingled as it ran.
It is covered with heavy white oil paint from face to neck, and its mouth is outlined in bright red and enlarged a circle, but on the eyes are two huge forks drawn with black pen, and there are a pair of green eyes hidden under the forks. , The golden curly hair gleamed on the top of its head.
This is obviously one, or a clown.
And now this clown is holding his horn gun, full of biubiubiu everywhere on the table, almost as soon as he sees the card, he shoots it frantically at the face of the character on the card, and also makes a creepy, sharp and piercing laughter. .
In the end, the clown made a mess around the table, put his short boots on, and stood on the werewolf card with his head tilted.
"King!" The clown leaped happily. It opened its forks with bright green eyes like jewels, then squatted on the werewolf card, curled up on the card in an attachment, pressed its face against the werewolf, and laughed nervously, "King! Findmyking!"
"What did you do to the Joker?" The prophet's tone became rare and solemn. "This is not the normal state of the initial character card's first appearance in the game. The Joker seems to remember Bai Liu-but in this timeline, the Joker and Bai Liu I haven't seen it once."
The person sitting opposite folded his hands on the table. He raised his eyes and smiled: "Are you afraid? Afraid that the clown's influence on Bai Liu will turn him into Bai Liu?"
The prophet retorted coldly: "You are breaking the rules of the game."
"I never break the rules of the game." The man let go of his folded hands and smiled unabated. "I just put down the Joker card in advance, but didn't let it appear on the stage."
The prophet was about to speak: "What..." mean
But before he could ask, the prophet stopped abruptly. He looked at the person sitting opposite him incredulously: "You... put him in no man's land?!"
"Yes, the first single-player game I let the Joker log into the game was a three-level game. He was naturally trapped in it and couldn't get out. Then soon, the audience was very unskilled and unable to pass the level. The clown lost interest and left him in no man's land." This person said with pity.
The voice of the prophet trembled: "... How long has he been in the game?"
The man said casually: "He has been with those monsters... for almost ten years, I won't really let him die, but now he is almost crazy."
The prophet raised his eyes straight to the person opposite: "Why does the clown remember Bai Liu?"
The man leaned forward and approached the prophet: "Because I wanted him to persevere in this terrifying, tormented three-level game where he was about to commit suicide, I decided to give him hope, so I let him dream every night."
"The clown in the dream will see a man named Bailiu saving him like a god, leading him to kill the Quartet, invincible, and becoming a champion."
"That person fully understands him, agrees with him, and appreciates him. He is the only person in the world who allows him to follow. He is the most loyal clown in his hand, and he is his king."
The man looked down at the clown on the table: "This dream made him hold on to the present."
The prophet closed his eyes, and his breathing started to become difficult: "You made the clown... dream of the content of other timelines... but now this timeline is completely messed up, and Bai Liu didn't save him at that point in time..."
"The clown is alone in the game waiting for Bai Liu who will never show up, waiting for ten years..."
"Congratulations, now he has finally waited, hasn't he?" The man smiled more happily, "Bai Liu will appear in the no man's land soon, and he will be rescued."
"Have you ever heard of a fairy tale?" This person mentioned another topic abruptly, but he was obviously interested in talking about this fairy tale with the prophet, and continued without waiting for the prophet to answer. "This story is called " The Fisherman and the Devil."
"A long, long time ago, there was a clown-like demon sealed in a bottle by a god. He was in pain and couldn't escape. No one could see or perceive his pain. He could only survive by the illusion in his dream."
"So he made a wish in his heart that if that person rescues him in the first year, he will give that person money that he can't spend his entire life."
"Unfortunately that person didn't show up. In the third year, the Joker thought, if that person rescues him at this time, he will participate in the league for that person and become that person's subordinate."
"But that person still didn't show up. In the sixth year, the clown thought, if that person rescued him at this time, he would be willing to become that person's dog and sell his soul to him."
"But that person still didn't show up."
He looked at the prophet, the curvature of the corners of his mouth remained unchanged: "After the tenth year, the clown finally waited for that person. Do you think the clown will do to Bai Liu. What will he do with King who has been waiting for ten years?"
The prophet opened his eyes: "He will kill Bai Liu."