After I became the infinite flow boss

Overall, [The Council of Ten Thousands] is very special. At least Bei Heng has never seen a similar game before. It is not too confusing, well-organized, and the "answer" is not difficult to guess. The problem is that the opponent now clearly wants a key answer to pass the level, which means that they must at least give a clear answer with clear semantics.

Bei Heng looked at the screen. The thousand NPCs behind the white-bearded old man stared at the players on the scene, as if they were thinking about how to deal with these humans later.

If Bei Heng guessed correctly, the humans in the main city were basically the same as them, and they had also become inhuman monsters.

In other words, the highest point of the city of Eden is full of highly mutated monsters, while the outer city has a higher proportion of humans. No wonder they want to isolate the inside and outside of the main city. Once humans discover that their supreme authority is a monster among monsters, chaos is bound to occur.

However, from the surface of these monsters, they seem to be out of vulgarity and pursue purer desires, or more abstract things, such as those eternal things, things that will not fade and rot no matter how time passes.

They seem to be pursuing knowledge, wisdom, and deeper things, which is exactly the opposite of the humans in the outer city. The humans in the outer city constantly build fixed information cocoons, are confused by superficial things, pursue freshness, excitement, and happiness, and the simpler and more broken things are, the more they are attracted to them.

This seems to be a strange contrast. Bei Heng thought about it and found that it was not entirely true. There are still many thinking people among human NPCs, such as Zhou Hengshan’s neighbor He Xi.

He Xi suffered from insomnia for a long time and was tortured. In essence, it was because he was very sensitive and had extraordinary perception. He felt the terrible contradictions in the living world and could not accept it. He had to think, so he became more and more neurotic and painful.

In this unified information cocoon, He Xi couldn't find anyone who shared his troubles. To put it another way, this person was isolated by his own world. Whether it was the virtual online world or the real world, he couldn't find anyone to talk to, or even someone to accompany him. The two previous incidents of looking for someone to accompany him were proof of this.

Bei Heng remembered that He Xi's profession in Satellite City No. 7 was a university professor, but he didn't know what subject he was a professor of. However, from the deduction just now, Bei Heng could think of several possible subjects.

"Believe, feel, the key to passing the level..."

Bei Heng stood up slowly. Now that the game's questions had no time limit, he had enough time to think about the answer, so there was no need to rush.

The children in the living room saw Bei Heng suddenly stand up and walk to the balcony.

They blinked, with a look of understanding, as innocent as real human children.

It was noon now, and the sun was shining outside. Bei Heng could see a large city scene from his balcony.

Now there are eight assassination teams about to enter Satellite City No. 7, each with at least a dozen people, and the largest with more than 40 people. The players are not competing this time, and they are only focused on killing themselves as the dungeon boss. They are purposeful and unstoppable.

There are many well-known players in it, with many means and wisdom that should not be underestimated.

The leader of one of the teams is still uneasy, because he knows that so far, they have not been able to determine what they are fighting against. Whether it is the [Zombie Rising] or the [Shock Town], they have clearly come to the conclusion that the other party is a heterogeneous existence in the skin of a dungeon boss, acting with the logic of a dungeon boss, but it is completely something else inside. The unknown is always the most dangerous.

There is also a team that completely disregards the future savings of the union and decides to use all the props that can be used this time, no matter how high-level they are. Now it is a question whether they can survive, so how can they still think about the prop reserves of the union.

They just happened to come from all directions, killing fiercely, but there is no carelessness or impulse.

"Really diligent." Bei Heng gave them a relatively positive evaluation.

It seemed that Bei Heng was the dangerous party now, but he didn't care much. Apart from feeling a little bit of emotion about the players' tenacity, he didn't have any other nervous emotions.

Zhou Hengshan was the same. He only felt that these players who came to besiege him were very noisy and impolite, and they were not even qualified to be fertilizer for flowers.

Bei Heng looked at the situation outside and turned back to the living room.

At this time, there was a light knock on the door at the entrance, and someone was just outside the door.

The three children in the living room all cast their eyes on the entrance.

Bei Heng also looked at the entrance, walked over and opened his own door.

The person standing outside was his neighbor He Xi. Why did this person knock on the door at noon?

Bei Heng saw the fruit platter in He Xi's hand from the corner of his eye.

"Mr. Zhou, I accidentally cut too much fruit, and I can't eat it all by myself. The refrigerator just broke a few days ago, so I can't keep it. Mr. Zhou, do you like to eat fruit?" He Xi smiled awkwardly. He seemed to be in a much better mood today.

This human being who was on the verge of mental disorder still had the behavioral logic that humans should have at this time. Bei Heng didn't quite understand the principle and was a little shocked.

He Xi heard several footsteps and looked down. There were actually three children beside Bei Heng. He Xi was startled on the spot. He subconsciously stepped back with his left foot and almost fell down when he landed.

"Mr. Zhou, your relatives' children are here again, and there are three of them this time." He Xi said tremblingly.

"Yeah." Bei Heng thought about it and said to He Xi, "Mr. He, if you have time, maybe you can come to my house as a guest."

"Now?" He Xi was surprised.

"Now." Bei Heng nodded.

He Xi was about to laugh, but he looked down at the three children and was a little scared. The three pairs of blue eyes of different shades opposite him were looking at him. I don't know what they were looking at him for. Their eyes didn't look like they were looking at people, but at low-level life below humans. For some reason, He Xi felt that if he refused, he would die ugly.

"Okay, okay!" He Xi nodded vigorously.

When they came to the living room, the two younger kids seemed to have found new toys. They ran around He Xi and scratched He Xi's clothes from time to time. He Xi had a hunch that in the eyes of the two kids, he was really a toy and did not have any conditions equal to them.

"Children love to play. I hope Mr. He will not mind too much. They are sometimes very obedient." Bei Heng said.

He Xi did not dare to deny it at all and could only nod. He saw the TV screen from the corner of his eye. Mr. Zhou did not know what program he was watching. The scene of the program was terrible. There was blood and flesh on the ground. Three people were on one side, and a white-bearded old man was on the other side. Behind the old man, there was a group of weird people whose eyes seemed to glow. The atmosphere was very quiet, but it was terrible.

"Mr. He, I remember you are a professor." Bei Heng suddenly opened the topic.

"Yes, yes, yes." He Xi nodded vigorously. It was a rare opportunity to communicate with normal people. If it was a normal situation, He Xi would be very happy, but the two kids kept looking at him, making him uncomfortable.

At this time, the quieter child glanced at He Xi faintly, his eyes were cold and terrible.

He Xi was so frightened that his heart stopped, and he immediately added: "I am a professor of psychology!"

As expected, Bei Heng nodded, and then told He Xi the story of the Ten Thousand Council Game as a story, and asked He Xi how to answer the last question.

He Xi paused, as if he was frightened by the story, and seemed a little dazed. He said, "Let me think about it," and soon fell into deep thought.

Bei Heng asked He Xi for a simple reason.

Since it is now basically known that the key to the question and answer of the [Ten Thousand Council Game] is related to the [Dark Blue Ghost City] copy itself, and the answer is required to be "accurate", why not give it directly to the natives of the copy and scholars who have received copy-specific concept education to answer it.

Secondly, Bei Heng believes that the appearance of He Xi, the NPC, is not accidental, but a deliberate setting of the copy. If he kills He Xi in advance, He Xi, the NPC, will not be of any use.

In addition, Bei Heng has a lot of time now, so he can take his time. This is just an attempt. If the answer given by He Xi is almost the same as what he thinks, then the answer can basically be confirmed.

On the screen, at the scene of the [Ten Thousand Council Game], the player Gao Li's face turned blue, scratched his scalp, and sat directly on the ground, curled up and motionless.

The middle-aged man faced the wall and thought, with one hand on the wall, his face was hideous, and his hair was soaked with sweat.

They are masters of puzzle games, but even they can't answer quickly. Thinking deeply may not work, and thinking shallowly may not work. They are like a lonely boat sunk in the sea of ​​human knowledge, and they can't see the shore at all. The greater the knowledge of human beings, the greater their pressure. The farther the human mind can go, the farther their thinking range is forced to expand. They can't reach the end at all, and they can't see the end, so they look so painful.

The player in the live broadcast room said: "They are just nitpicking. Maybe the answer is very simple. Why do they have to think so much?"

"Don't drive people crazy. With such vague conditions, even if there are hundreds of answers, it's okay. There's really no need to nitpick."

"Wait, let's not talk about this for now. Players from other guilds are coming! See? They are going to fight the dungeon boss! But it seems that they can only fight hard now."

"Huh? Did they sneak into Satellite City No. 7? That's right, the original dungeon boss 's historical crime records, it is not difficult to determine his specific identity. This world has the Internet and a large-scale monitoring system, so it is not too difficult to lock the location. So, did they give up the test and act directly? "

"You will know after you see it? Damn, in this situation, the players are under too much pressure. Most of the city has fallen, and the hope of the [Ten Thousand Council Game] is so outrageous. There is also an NPC suspected to be controlled by the dungeon boss. If the players don't race against time this round, they will definitely die ugly."

"Good guy, I remember they were so confident before they went in? Now they know they are afraid, right? Hahahaha"

At about this time, the player teams that entered the No. 7 satellite city from the Eighth Route Army landed one after another and headed straight for the apartment where the dungeon boss was located.

The fastest party was the Assassin's Guild. One of their teams was surrounded by a humanoid monster and stopped in the No. 3 satellite city. The emergency communication report just came that the elite team had been completely killed by the opponent.

"Damn, how many NPCs did the dungeon boss control? How many enemies do we have?"

"It's impossible that he has no limit. There are at most 1,000 people. We only need to kill these 1,000 NPCs and kill them in front of the dungeon boss and we will win!"

"Yes, the players of other guilds have also responded. Let's subdue the dungeon boss first, and we'll talk about Zuo Tong later!"

The players of the Assassin's Guild have the same goal, and the president is so determined. The players' eyes showed confidence. Yes, in terms of raids and killings, who can beat their Assassin's Guild.

The leading high-level player smiled in the wind. Satellite City No. 7 seemed to have rained yesterday. The air was a little humid and the wind was refreshing.

Without warning, when the [Super Acceleration] skill was activated, they quickly passed the tall building, and one player suddenly felt the change happening to him.

The mental catastrophe suddenly broke out from his stomach and large intestine, and the player began to feel abdominal discomfort. He looked down and saw that his abdomen and chest flesh burst, and huge blood-colored thorn flowers burst out. The pain that destroyed the nerves killed the brain nerves like an avalanche.

"Ahhhhh——"

His eyes almost popped out of their sockets, and several meters long thorn flowers came out of his mouth, resembling several thick blood-red pythons.

The black blood splashed on the surrounding players, and despair began to spread instantly, and a large number of high-level veteran players turned pale.

The veteran players are so powerful that they have survived many deaths, and they are lucky in probability. They may not have the skills and experience accumulated over time, and they are under the psychological pressure of facing unknown horrors. As long as their spiritual realm is still within the scope of humans, they will inevitably be afraid and shrink.

The copy boss has already counted on their assassination, and the knowledge that they have been ambushed has further hit their resistance. In just one second, several players in the assassin team lost their qualifications for assassination and were completely defeated psychologically.

"Get away from him!" The president of the Assassin's Guild roared, and immediately jumped away several dozen meters. However, he could see from the corner of his eye that the players who had just been splashed with black blood had also undergone horrible changes. Their flesh burst into blood flowers, folded from the inside out, and their bodies were repeatedly rolled up like paper, compressed into meat paste, and then turned into a pool of blood.

Damn it! The president took a breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and ran straight to the apartment in front of him.

At the same time, the players who attacked from the other seven directions also underwent the same changes. The strange blood-red exploded on the players one after another, without any signs, or even if there were signs, they failed to notice it in time.

In just five minutes, nearly half of the players who came from the eight directions died, leaving a quarter of the strong-willed, a quarter of the fearless, a quarter of the desperate, and a quarter of the crazy.

Regardless of being exposed, they rushed directly into the main road to grab the fastest means of mobility, but the custom bomb installed under the overpass sent another wave of players away.

Some of them barely escaped the bomb wave, but found that their skin had changed color visibly, turning blue and black. It was not a simple bomb, but a chemical bomb with radioactive waves!

"Dead, dead, no recovery items are working."

"Fuck, we can't reach the location of the dungeon boss at all!"

"Hurry up! Doesn't this also mean that we are approaching him? Don't be afraid of ambushes, go as fast as you can, and catch him off guard!"

Some of the eight players broke through various ambushes on the way, and then one of them was intercepted by Xu Zhengyi, one of them was hunted by Moss and the hunter, and one of them was surrounded by Orlan.

Only the more fortunate five players barely broke through the ambushes after paying a huge price. They learned their lesson. When they were about to reach their destination, they were fully armed and even their breathing was forcibly stopped by special skills.

They found that the reason why their previous partners suddenly suffered a mental catastrophe was because they breathed in some tiny substances, which might be fragments made of human bones and flesh. The fragments were mixed into the dry ice of artificial rainfall, or evaporated. In short, they were spread into the air particles of Satellite City No. 7 in various forms.

The players suffered a mental catastrophe because they breathed in the particles and achieved "indirect contact"!

"It's outrageous. Is this a method that people can think of? I can't eat anymore!"

"Although I knew that the dungeon boss was not a human, I really didn't expect that he was so inhuman. In order to achieve the conditions for the activation of the ability, he could actually think of doing this. Even if we humans can think of it, we can't do it."

"Fortunately, I didn't have the urge to go to this dungeon. It's too miserable."

Fortunately, this method is not so comprehensive and there is a certain probability. Otherwise, they would have bloomed directly as soon as they arrived at Satellite City No. 7. The president of the Assassin's Guild was scared. The closer he got to the dungeon boss, the more cautious he became.

Most of the dungeon bosses that tend to be primitive impulses, such as bloodthirsty, are just powerful. As long as there are means, it is not impossible to force them with strength, but the dungeon boss of [Dark Blue City] is really too scary. He may not regard the players as human beings, but as ants and insects.

"We are 10,000 people, with a large number of people, but in his eyes, we are just insects with a large number. He disperses them as he wants. He really has no humanity at all."

The Assassin President took a deep breath. Within his field of vision, he could clearly see several other players who hurried over. They may have been confident at the beginning, but now they all looked solemn. No one thought that the next thing would be easy.

At this time, Bei Heng was still sitting in the living room watching TV calmly.

He Xi, who knew nothing about these things, was still thinking.

The two dolls beside He Xi drew graffiti on his face, and seemed to be having fun.

Zuo Tong looked at his liver and left arm intentionally or unintentionally, and turned to sit next to Bei Heng.

The atmosphere in the living room looked very warm, and even time seemed to slow down.

In contrast, the atmosphere outside looked very heavy. Those players who had finally survived stared directly at the target room, only to feel that it was like a dragon's den and a tiger's lair, where monsters among monsters lived.

"Go!"

"Hurry up!"

The high-level players responsible for the first attack turned their heads and climbed the stairs, and everyone's face was sweating with tension.

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