"Defection mode and massacre mode..." The three people on Wen Zheliu's side were confused and hurriedly picked up their personal terminals to check.
"The massacre mode is a one-sided purge without distinguishing between friends and foes..." Wen Zheliu murmured, "The defection mode is to betray the human player camp and defect to the enemy NPC camp... When did this come out?"
Li Rong said: "We just received the news not long after it came out. It is estimated that in a few days, the Holy Sisters will officially make an announcement around the world."
Yuhong curled her lips and smiled, with slender and feminine eyes: "It's really surprising. I didn't expect it to make such a big noise."
Li Zhengqing is a woman with an upright posture and heroic appearance, and her words are as calm as gold and stone. She said: "I am afraid that those who come will be unkind and those who are good will not come."
Du Zijun exhaled a puff of lingering smoke, frowned and said, "What do you mean, these two patterns are man-made?"
"Let me explain." Xi Ling, who had been silent, said, "After all, this matter has something to do with the members of Lingxiao."
Xi Ling is the leader of Lingxiao, and his sister Xi Xiao is the deputy. When he heard what he said, Xi Xiao took out a small device from his arms and pushed it to the projection platform in the center of the conference table.
Xi Ling pondered: "According to the information I gathered last night, in the third world, the combat method is no longer random team assignment, but more towards confrontation between teams."
The backbones of these other large groups already knew about it, but Wen Zheliu didn't quite understand, and repeated: "Team confrontation."
"Yes." Xi Ling nodded towards him, her little face tightened seriously, "The two teams can compete in many aspects, such as the speed of solving puzzles, how long it takes to clear the level, how to kill the other party without losing the number of people on your own. people… "
Xie Yuanyuan puzzled: "But how to calculate the rules for the number of people to escape and win?"
No one answered him. Chi Qingliu, the leader of the Jiangshan Laughter Group, asked blankly: "... Did someone speak just now?"
Wen Zheliu and Du Zijun: "..."
Bai Jingxing suddenly reacted and said hurriedly: "Oh, is it Xie Yuanyuan? Don't worry about this. The rules for the number of people damaged in escape mode and victory mode will also be changed accordingly, and only those in the respective teams will be restricted. In other words, It means that the unified rules are split into two parallel rules, each responsible for the two opposing teams."
Xie Yuanyuan was a little shocked, but he still said wiltedly: "...Thank you."
Yu Hongyao glanced thoughtfully in the direction of Xie Yuanyuan. Du Zijun raised his eyelids, his eyes as sharp as a knife, and quietly passed through the air, stimulating a few tiny electric sparks.
Xi Ling said: "These two modes are formed on the basis of team confrontation."
After a pause, he added: "To be precise, it should have been created by a new team."
As he spoke, he slapped the table, and an upside-down and shaky image suddenly appeared on the projection platform.
"This is the video backup of the personal terminals of our group members, and we only have this segment left in our hands." He introduced.
The fire is blazing in the lens, and the difference between the sky and the earth is almost indistinguishable. Everywhere you can see is a billowing sea of black smoke and thick fog, and raging flames. The wooden building beeped and exploded, letting out a groan of being burned. A few standing figures faintly appeared in the jumping and twisting heat wave.
"Burn this place down." A rich and sinister man's voice sounded, with a devilish and morbid whisper at the end. He only said four words, and the flames in the camera exploded like an eruption, exploding into thousands of golden-red flowing flames!
The air was rolled up and rolled by the high temperature, like countless transparent snakes that couldn't bear the heat and struggled wildly. Suddenly, a drop of molten red bright iron suddenly hit the lens, splashing out a sizzling sound like corrosion, followed by a second drop, and a third drop, until the entire piece of iron was burned into a semi-molten state. It tipped over and made a loud noise.
Sultry darkness enveloped the camera, with only the molten iron flowing in it still glowing red, and the noisy boiling and burning sounds from the outside still making endless popping sounds.
At this point, the holographic image gradually extinguished.
Although the temperature in the room was pleasant and cool enough, it could be heard that Zheliu was still forced to sweat on his forehead by this video, which only lasted for more than a minute.
He said in disbelief: "All...all burned down?"
Xi Ling opened his two fingers, held the badly damaged camera that was teleported back, and said, "This is what the members of our group recorded, the last minute of the survival of the third world he lives in."
Xi Xiao, who had been silent, smoothed her mid-length hair that resembled the tail feathers of a blue bird. Her beautiful face was full of solemnity. She said: "Those figures are the new group who single-handedly created the pattern of massacre and defection. In No one had heard of it before, it wasn't even registered in Nova City, its name was Muspelheim, and according to our speculation, the man who said 'burn this place down' should be their leader By."
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Wen Zheliu frowned and repeated thoughtfully: "Muspelheim... the name sounds familiar. It seems like a place name in Nordic mythology?"
"Yes," Xi Ling nodded, "The Land of Fire, where the sun, moon and stars were once created - but these are not the focus of today's meeting."
Du Zijun pondered: "How did they do it?"
Yu Hongyao's eyes were blurry, and she breathed out a breath of fragrant smoke, smiling and saying: "Based on all the intelligence we can gather now, first of all, we underestimated the enemy too much."
He lowered his eyes and exhaled two wisps of green smoke from his nose, like a golden smoke beast swallowing clouds of smoke. "The team member matching mechanism in the Uncanny Valley is very interesting. The lineups that are matched together are all of equal strength, and there will not be one." For the convenience of understanding, I will first call these five sacrificed friends our side."
"We are all members of a large group of idle people, including Lingxiao, Tianxiahuo, and even the people created by God. They underestimated the other side and thought they were just a fledgling small team that they had never heard of."
He knocked the pipe on the ebony table, flicking out a little tobacco ash, and then said: "The result is that in the end, I was surrounded and destroyed by the other party so stupidly. As you have seen, Muspelheim People don’t care about human players or NPCs—let alone ghosts and ghosts. They answer puzzles. Just like this, a fire burned everyone to death. In less than 24 hours, they forcibly broke out of the third world, so that they woke up. Holy Sister."
Wen Zheliu: "Isn't this just a kicking team configuration... But is this possible? There will always be bosses that are stuck in the level. How can the player's strength surpass it without cracking the world view?"
Yu Hongyao blew out a smoke ring leisurely: "In any case, they did it. We left the five people, and the Holy Sister personally patched their behavior, adding a pattern of massacre without distinction between friend and foe and a tendency to betrayal. The enemy camp’s defection pattern.”
The conference room was silent, and no one spoke. After a long time, Chi Qingliu said in a deep voice: "This team that has suddenly emerged must be led by a monster."
Li Rong said: "Having said that, these are not the worst. Adding two modes can only increase the difficulty of the game and enrich the gameplay, but next-"
With a swipe of two fingers, he zoomed in on a photo in the center of the conference room like a tide. It showed the back of a tall man wearing a black trench coat.
"—Photos sent back by our informant. Three days ago, a team of about ten people checked into the Central Hotel. One of them is suspected to be the leader of Muspelheim."
Looking at the surprised eyes of everyone looking at the photos carefully, he said: "I don't know the reason, but it is possible that he has not left the third world, but continues to choose to hang out in the transit station."
Wen Zheliu was thinking about it, staring at these two modes. Du Zijun on the side said: "It seems that we have to register a team name for this?"
Xie Yuanyuan scratched his head and said distressedly: "It feels more and more complicated... It's really troublesome."
Li Rong looked at them and suddenly asked bluntly: "I wonder what Mr. Wen and Miss Du have to say about this matter?"
Wen Zheliu thought about it and felt that although the other party invited him here to share information because they had the ability and saved their teammates, but it didn't seem to make sense if they didn't give anything in return, so he said: "We We are all casual players, and we don’t have as many information channels as you... However, I can provide some guesses. The only video you have is only one minute, so it is impossible to infer the situation in the third world, but I estimate that there should be Jiang Japan in the Household Era.”
After speaking, he ignored the suspicious and surprised expressions of others and nodded politely: "That's all I have to say, thank you."
The scene was silent for a moment. Yu Hongyao smoked the pipe in his hand with great interest. Li Zhengqing smiled slightly and said: "Mr. Wen ranked second on the list twice in a row. No one can break the customs clearance record in a short period of time. This time The other achievements are really eye-catching. But I heard that after collecting all the achievements, the name of the third achievement is called omniscience and omniscience, right?"
Wen Zheliu nodded slightly and admitted generously.
He knew that the backbone of these big groups still couldn't believe that he was a newcomer who suddenly appeared, but he had said everything he could say, without concealing or deceiving, so he looked at each of them with strange eyes with clear and calm eyes. The people looked at each other, which made those people look angry and a little worried.
After the meeting, Wen Zheliu saw that they seemed to have some things to discuss, so he said hello to Bai Jingxing, Xi Ling and others who were familiar with him, and left quietly. If we stay any longer, these people present will inevitably bring the topic to themselves and ask what the hard mode is all about. Rather than doing this, it would be better to leave as soon as possible.
"Let's go shopping in the mall." He suggested in a low voice, "Just in time, we can go to the black market!"
Du Zijun looked at him doubtfully, and couldn't help but prick up his ears at the word "black market": "Where did you get the news?"
Xie Yuanyuan also lowered his voice in surprise: "Black market? Really?!"
Wen Zheliu smiled proudly: "Of course it was my brother who told me! Let's go, don't think about those unpleasant troubles for now, let's relax with shopping!"
Several people rushed to the mall by car. Along the way, Du Zijun held a cigarette in one hand and pressed the car window leisurely with his other fair and smooth hand, letting the cool breeze from high altitude hit his face.
He suddenly spoke with a calm tone: "Someone is following us."
Xie Yuanyuan has never been afraid of people following him. He stretched his neck and looked back curiously: "Is there anyone? Who, the people from the celebrity club just now?"
Wen Zheliu said: "If they want to follow, let them follow."
"Not sure." Du Zijun maintained that relaxed posture with a gentle and comfortable smile on his face, but the words he said were completely different from his expression, "It's so far away that I can't tell who was sent by those people just now. Or they were sent by other miscellaneous fish groups...or the so-called members of Muspelheim."
Wen Zheliu was shocked: "Muspelheim? That's not it, we don't even recognize them..."
"You don't know them," Du Zijun's eyebrows turned cold, "But who doesn't know you? You can find out by asking around a little."
The slender lady's cigarette trembled between his lips and teeth, exuding a spicy mint bitter aroma, "And those so-called high-end groups, except for the backbone of us who have dealt with us at the Midnight Joy Show, others don't seem to trust us. "
Xie Yuanyuan nodded like a fool: "Yes, yes, the look in our eyes is really unpleasant, as if we have taken away their ranking!"
Wen Zheliu shook his head: "Don't worry about it. I actually don't care much about their opinions. Let's go shopping in the black market first, and then register a team after that. I'm afraid this will be the mainstream way of fighting in the future."
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