After I became the infinite flow boss

A few dozen minutes ago.

In the game world of [Cooking], due to hunger or excessive pollution, players in most cities have undergone major changes.

Boom! A tarmac road was blown away by the hurricane. The more serious the pollution, the stronger the power. Regardless of the race of the player, as long as he carries more serious pollution than his spirit can bear, his essence will be distorted and alienated into another form of life.

That thing looks similar to the existence of the abyss, but it is not. It is something weirder than the existence of the abyss. The existence of the abyss is a [bad] part of the cycle of birth, existence, destruction and extinction, but they are not. They are not [bad], but distortion, pollution, and the runaway and out-of-control of the established genetic information, and also a disease.

They keep swallowing and expanding, and their form is already larger than a 20-meter-high building. However, what is more terrifying is that they are not only large in size, but also extremely fast in attack speed. Hundreds of hideous tentacles can burst out of them at the same time, with a speed comparable to the speed of sound and strength better than god-level shield soldiers.

Once the tentacles touch, any shelter will be broken in an instant, even the buffs of the god and demon level cannot stop it, which is quite terrifying.

"Damn, shelter is useless, how can we fight this thing."

"Run away, no attack can break their defense, we can't beat them at all!"

"Damn it, I just thought it was a game of escape between players, how come there are monsters!"

On a street, dozens of players desperately fled, running like rockets, but the blood monsters behind them chased them closely, countless tentacles swept the road, and in a blink of an eye, they penetrated their hearts and dragged them into their bodies.

Boom! The size of the blood monster expanded again, squeezing two buildings. Tens of millions of players tried their own methods on them, but they still failed after failure. The large-scale deaths aggravated the pollution. If this continues, they will not expand to the size of a city!

"I shouldn't have chosen this crappy game! What [Cooking]? I thought it was a game that tested cooking. Damn, it turns out that we are the ones being cooked!" A player who used to be a chef screamed in pain. In the tension and fear, his sanity was about to collapse.

"There must be some way, there must be a way!"

Countless players thought desperately, tried desperately, and most of them really paid the price with their lives.

Not only did they have to face the blood monsters, but they also had to endure the hunger that erupted in their bodies. They were attacked from both inside and outside. Unfortunately, the situation did not leave them any time to think about countermeasures. They were often stabbed in the back while running, and then swallowed up, without any resistance.

The gods and demons watched from the outside, either dissatisfied with their chess pieces, or very contemptuous. They had given so much shelter and power, but these creatures couldn't even do this. It was really a waste.

However, on any battlefield, any enemy with fast speed and strong attack power is extremely dangerous, not to mention the blood monsters that are still expanding and multiplying.

The God of Knowledge commented on this: "If this continues, [Cooking] may be emptied."

"Weak!" The God of the East roared, "A group of ants, can't even deal with a monster."

"The main reason is that they can't break their defenses. If the attack is useless, no creature can deal with them." The God of the South replied.

"They can't even overcome the 'game environment'. Even if those players are killed to the last one, it's at most thanks to luck." The God of the North didn't care.

The Abyss said: "That's fine. If no player wins, then this game is meaningless. We just need to focus on other games."

Relatively speaking, the gods and demons of the heavens didn't bet much on [Cooking], and basically no powerful players were sent in. This is a result of a game. Although the idea of ​​Tian Ji's horse racing exists in the process, because both parties think so, a certain balance in the game is achieved. The strength range of the players sent to [Cooking] is about the middle level, a few of the high-level ones, and half of them are just for show.

Zhong Chen once sent a spirit, but it was killed at the beginning. Later, he thought about it and saved his strength and did not send a new one to [cook].

Regarding these thirteen games, before the dealer opened the market, almost no existence could know what the game content would be, so for gods and demons, some things were still unexpected.

"The blood monster should have weaknesses, right? I remember saying that balance is also a rule of the game? We players can't be in a position of being crushed, there must be a way to turn the situation around!"

"Attacking is useless, and it doesn't seem to be afraid of anything. I even fed it a lot of poison and curses, all useless, there is no solution to this thing, we are dead."

"It shouldn't be, wait, they can't be created, why do I feel that they suddenly erupted in a period of time."

As he said, another area of ​​giant buildings collapsed, and a city was completely occupied by blood monsters. The speed of their erosion and expansion is too fast, it is simply exponentially exploding, and it can't be stopped.

The first series of seals used more than a dozen, but the effect was getting worse and worse. They could even devour the seals and evolve corresponding resistance. They were simply materialized viruses. If this was a biological weapon released intentionally by someone, then this person was extremely wicked. No, it wasn't even wicked, it was a perversion! He was so unscrupulous in order to win. Wasn't he afraid that he would die at the hands of the blood monster?

In fact, the speculation of some people was correct.

It was indeed made by someone, and it was none other than Xu Zhengyi.

The players who came to [Cooking] from the white space were mainly the players from [Shock Town] and some masters from [Beautiful Hell]. Regardless of their strength, Xu Zhengyi, a veteran player, became the main person in charge of this game because of his strong leadership ability. He had a kind face, and the players who didn't know him at first thought he was a kind person. When they got along with him, they also felt that Xu Zhengyi was a good leader, more considerate, and would care about the ideas of his subordinates.

But unexpectedly, this leader who looked kind and was easy to get along with would be so cruel in the game. When discussing the battle plan, he directly used a cold-blooded method of killing the head and tail.

Xu Zhengyi believed that it was difficult for them to win the game with their strength, so he proposed to take advantage of the game rules to create a large number of polluted monsters to break the balance of the game, making it impossible for all players to win, including themselves.

To be honest, when hearing this proposal, some people thought Xu Zhengyi was crazy. Why would he want to die together at the beginning? Didn’t we just find the purification mechanism for pollution? We can rely on the purification mechanism to hide until the end and wait for other players to die, someone said directly.

But Xu Zhengyi said: "Since even we can find it so quickly, there should be no less than a thousand players in this game who have found it at the same time. They will definitely hide and fight a covert war. In this case, our chances of winning will be reduced." His opinion is based on an empirical probability control. This is a thinking mode that all old players with control types will have. Of course, the thinking mode also has different degrees of application.

For example, now, players with a slightly higher bottom line or a strong sense of self-interest will not think of Xu Zhengyi's proposal. After all, who doesn't want to live?

"You know, we actually have an advantage," Xu Zhengyi added a premise when he saw everyone was silent, saying, "We are in a dead end of thinking. For us, destroying the game is a completely possible option, but for those players, losing the game means death, and their basic interest lies in survival. In addition, the players from the Gods and Demons outside must come in to win in the end, so under normal circumstances, they should not think of destroying the game, and relatively speaking, they can't think that someone would think so, but we do think so. In other words, we are in an undetectable position, unless someone can predict the future, anyway, the possibility that our operations will be anticipated by them is very low."

Everyone looked at each other, some eyes lit up, and some felt terrified.

"After saying so much, my suggestion is to take the game by surprise, kill all the players by surprise, and lift the game floor."

Xu Zhengyi almost convinced all the players.

So, not long after, the blood monster appeared almost at the same time, and it was they who made the blood monster into such an unsolvable posture step by step. Biological weapons are not unexpected means.

Now, watching the players from all over the game desperately fleeing, Xu Zhengyi also sent people to lure monsters, using all means, without any bottom line, which is very different from his usual behavior. Maybe this is his true face, and he just disguises himself too well.

However, after more than ten minutes, other players have noticed the calculations behind this and started to hunt down Xu Zhengyi and his group.

The players may not be able to beat the blood monster, but it is certainly enough to retaliate against Xu Zhengyi and others. Some of them still hope that Xu Zhengyi and others have the means to stop the blood monster.

In this way, Xu Zhengyi and others are weak and will naturally fall into a disadvantage, with heavy casualties. But what does it matter? They have achieved their goal. The next step is to watch the players in the game die. Being killed in advance is just that they can't watch it with their own eyes.

Xu Zhengyi thinks that attracting the hatred of players is also a good thing. Isn't it convenient to lead players to the blood monster? Even Xu Zhengyi's subordinates can't help but think that Xu Zhengyi is a bit perverted, and his thoughts are like self-abuse.

However, Xu Zhengyi's mental state has not changed much from the beginning to now. He has saved many players along the way, but his face is cold and his eyes are indifferent, as if he is not saving people, but killing people. Maybe for him, saving people and killing people are not much different, they are just a choice of action.

Of course, he saves people not for anything else, but because the purification mechanism of [Cooking] is "saving people". He must "save people" in various senses to maintain his mental state and not be hungry.

At 19:13 in the game time, all other companions died, leaving only Xu Zhengyi, a super-class player who is not too strong. Several players in the city rushed to him, vowing to skin him and dig out his bones.

Listening to the heavy rain outside the window, Xu Zhengyi leaned against the wall and loaded bullets leisurely. His face was calm as if he was reading an old book, not like a person being hunted at all.

Black blood flowed from his forehead and wet his eyes. Xu Zhengyi ignored it. He was about to die. If he waited any longer, he would not die well, but he did not choose to commit suicide and return to the white space.

He remembered that Mo Sui seemed to say that the person might appear in the dungeon.

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Almost at the same time.

There is a saying that goes, "You can't get a tiger cub without going into the tiger's den." This should be the case with the current situation.

Bei Heng originally planned to test Morris's thoughts. If he could deal with him, he would deal with him. If he couldn't deal with him, he would commit suicide and leave at any time. This was the reason why he kept holding the dinner knife in his hand. Unexpectedly, things seemed to have taken a turn for the better.

Looking at Morris's expectant face, Bei Heng told him a few more important points about the body, all with similar meanings.

Morris on the other side was visibly in a better mood, and his adult appearance gradually changed, shrinking his entire figure. After a few words, he turned into a chubby child of about 3 or 4 years old, with some baby fat on his cheeks, and dark golden eyes that were extremely smart and sparkling.

He quickly jumped off the chair, ran to Bei Heng, opened his arms, and looked at Bei Heng expectantly.

Bei Heng hesitated for a few seconds and picked him up.

"Do you want to come back?"

He nodded heavily, his expression bright as if he was overjoyed.

So easy? Bei Heng was a little confused. He was so unhappy just now, how could he feel better after a few words, or did he actually want to return to his compatriots, but was just not so frank.

Bei Heng found that after he turned into this form, he seemed to have lost the ability to speak, and could only gesture like Zuo Tong.

He sat on Bei Heng's lap, and when he came up, he hugged Bei Heng with both hands, buried his head, as if listening to something.

"What I just said was not complete." Bei Heng thought about it, and thought that it was not good to just say nice things, if He misunderstood something, it would be troublesome.

The fat child raised his head and looked at him straight, with curiosity in his eyes.

"Although the body is important, on the other hand, the body is also a cage of consciousness and the source of some pain. The limitations of the body will become the limitations of consciousness, imprisoning the freedom of consciousness and causing a lot of trouble."

In addition to this, there are many aspects, this is just a rough statement.

The fat child tilted his head, and it seemed that he was not surprised that Bei Heng would say this. He blinked and hugged him tighter. If his hands were not too short, his hugging like this would be no different from imprisonment.

He seemed to be demonstrating what Bei Heng just said, showing what "imprisonment" meant, but he was holding like this with a child-like body. To be honest, no one who saw this scene would think that he was performing such a domineering thing as "imprisonment", but would find it very cute.

Bei Heng subconsciously touched His black hair.

That’s right, “The Stomach of the Lord God” has existed for so long, and may not know what was just said. He should know more. The paintings and research hanging in the corridor are proof of this. So He asked himself, he should just want to hear what he said.

But, is what he just said enough? Bei Heng inexplicably felt that He just wanted to... hear himself praise Him. Is it an illusion?

“What did you plan to do here?”

Listening to the sound of heavy rain hitting the glass, Bei Heng asked about the things he cared about more.

The fat child touched his head and pointed his finger outside.

“Is it interesting here?”

Bei Heng didn’t quite understand what He meant. Is [Cooking] an interesting world? From the game itself, it is a typical cannibalistic type.

Seeing Bei Heng hesitate, the fat child also hesitated, so he pointed at Bei Heng. Although he couldn’t make a sound, he could see that He was talking.

What does His lip language mean? Bei Heng understood it without thinking too much.

It’s “mother”.

Bei Heng was startled, and immediately pulled Him away from him, wanting to say something but stopping.

"You..." Bei Heng wanted to ask if you were mistaken.

As a result, the fat child called out again, still the same "mother".

He looked at Bei Heng firmly, as if he had determined the truth. Seeing Bei Heng wanted to deny it, He frowned and felt wronged.

Bei Heng was confused and could not think of any explanation. Could it be that when he transformed into the "mother" in the white form, the divinity of the "mother" still remained in him, so he misunderstood? They seemed to recognize an object with divinity, but he was the "stomach of the Lord God", so how could he be related to the "mother" in the white form.

Could it be that the Lord God and the "mother" in the white form are... This seems impossible. They do not exist in this situation, but they can't be the same existence. However, there is a legend that the Lord God integrates all divinity, so... Bei Heng is a little confused.

In short, although it is difficult to admit, it seems that in the eyes of the "Stomach of the Lord God", he is indeed a "mother". The reason why he surrendered so easily is because of this subtle cognition.

After struggling for a while, Bei Heng had to prepare himself mentally. He looked like he accepted this statement, and his eyes even showed a bit of love.

The fat child's face suddenly became cheerful, and he hugged Bei Heng again, as if he wanted to hang on him and hold him.

He may not be aware of his weight. In fact, his weight far exceeds the visual impression he gives people. Bei Heng's current human form can't actually hold him.

It was not until this time that Bei Heng noticed that the surrounding guests and waiters disappeared unconsciously, and only he and the "Stomach of the Lord God" were left in the entire restaurant.

In this area, there were no other creatures, and they were all made out of thin air. Bei Heng was not too surprised.

However, at this moment.

Boom! The explosion suddenly approached the city center. Looking from the windows here, you can see a row of buildings collapsed in an instant. The fire that broke out from the ground burned straight to the horizon, evaporating a large area of ​​heavy rain.

The roar of earthquakes came from all directions of the city, as if dozens of giant monsters were running here at the same time, shaking the earth's crust.

What happened to the players in the white building? Bei Heng looked at a certain place from a distance.

At this time, the "stomach of the Lord God" retracted its human form and turned into the most comfortable mimicry, that is, a gold and silver octahedron shaped like a magic cube, which can rotate in various ways.

Bei Heng turned around and saw His mimicry, and couldn't help but be surprised.

After thinking for a while, Bei Heng asked Him: "Can you withdraw the domain?" With the domain, he couldn't use other powers.

The Rubik's Cube swung left and right, obviously not wanting to. It seems that He is still a little repulsive to other compatriots. Is it the kind of shyness of reuniting after a long time?

Bei Heng felt that he understood something.

"In this case, can you go to a place with me first?"

Snap! The Rubik's Cube turned and immediately agreed.

On the other hand.

Xu Zhengyi fled quickly in the alley, and bullets blasted countless bullet holes around him, almost blowing up a wall.

"Fuck, it's those blood monsters you created!"

"If you don't want to win, just commit suicide. You have to harm others. What the hell are you doing?"

"Tell me how to deal with those blood monsters!"

A group of players followed behind and cursed, chasing without mercy. They were so angry that they didn't want Xu Zhengyi to die too comfortably.

When Xu Zhengyi was about to run to the end of the alley, a shadow came over. There were already hundreds of people guarding there, each stronger than him.

This was... a desperate situation.

Xu Zhengyi stopped and stopped in the shadow outside the light. His eyes were particularly dark and completely devoid of light.

A dozen people approached the end of the alley at the same time, gritting their teeth.

However, at this moment, in just a moment, the scene outside the alley changed immediately.

Hundreds of people in the back were cut into pieces alive, and blood splattered all over the space. They stared with their eyes wide open, unable to believe it, but even the next second their eyeballs were cut into pieces. This death came too fast, like a violent storm.

The dozen people who were not dead immediately realized that something was wrong, but the next second they suffered the same fate, being cut into pieces and blood splattered on the spot.

Xu Zhengyi was stunned, with a look of astonishment.

The smell of blood blowing in the wind made his heart beat and his hair stand on end.

On the opposite side, a human figure walked out of the bloody rain of corpses, but was completely unstained with blood. When he noticed his sight, he returned him an indifferent look, which made no sense.

So cruel, yet so sacred.

Xu Zhengyi couldn't help but feel that he had witnessed a taboo scene.

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