Gamers Are Fierce

Among this group of people, it seems that my level is the lowest...

Li Ang thought to himself: If it is true that players cannot harm each other in cooperative missions, it would be a good thing to meet senior players, at least you can get a lot of information.

Xing Hechou saw that everyone opened up the player's personal information, and he felt relieved, and said with a smile: Very good, the mutual trust of team members is a good start to complete the task.

Let me introduce myself first. I have performed four regular missions and two scripted missions. I am good at close combat and emergency medical treatment. You can call me Lao Xing.

With this leading role model, Wan Lifengdao introduced himself: I use a long sword, know a little about martial arts, and am good at assassination. You can call me Brother Xiaodao.

Brother Xiaodao... Li Ang glanced at Wanli Fengdao's greasy middle-aged face with a wretched beard, and said nothing.

Seemingly aware of Li Ang's strange gaze, Wan Lifengdao twitched the corner of his mouth, and said with wide eyes, What are you looking at, what's wrong with calling me brother? I'm also a post-90s generation.

What?

Xing Hechou couldn't help looking at Wanli Fengdao twice, the monk's eyes widened in disbelief, and even the silent cold-faced woman cast his gaze.

I'm really born in the 90s! Wan Lifengdao said anxiously and angrily, It's just that I look a little bit older.

Is it a little? This has been overloaded for at least 20 years, right? If you say you are forty-two or three-year-old, people will believe you.

Not to mention Wanli Fengdao, who was in a hurry, the little monk clasped his palms together and said: The poor monk is intelligent, I have a little strength.

Biscuits? I still make steamed buns.

Wan Li Feng Dao complained in his heart, looking at the soft face, red lips and white teeth Hui Zhi, his heart throbbed, he coughed and said: Dare you really a monk?

It's guaranteed to be exchanged. Hui said with a smile. With that just right smile and the slightly raised corners of his eyes, Wan Li Fengdao felt a cold current running through his back, and subconsciously turned his face away to look away.

This monk is poisonous.

The cold-faced woman in night clothes said, Liu Wushao, use your bow.

The voice is nice, the tone is very steady, concise and crisp, indifferent and ruthless.

When it was Li Ang's turn, he pushed the face-changing mask on his face and said,

Hello everyone, I am the Monkey King, a personal mercenary who has practiced for two and a half years. I like to sing, dance, and rap. Speaking of Monkey King, the filming of the African warlord melee movie will start in the second half of this year, and I will continue to play Monkey King Monkey King. , use the artistic image of the Monkey King to create a positive image, to blossom in both style and style, and to promote Chinese culture....

Li Ang's eloquence was endless, and Xing Hechou hurriedly stopped, and said embarrassingly: Uh...Brother Li, you don't need to say so much, just introduce your specialties.

Although everyone will not share all their real information, but you are the first to see someone who is as open and bragging as you.

God damn the Monkey King.

That's it. Li Ang typed up a lot of self-introduction just now, and he was disappointed that he couldn't use it now, so he said, My little finger is very long.

After finishing speaking, Li Ang stretched out his palm, made a fist with four fingers, and showed his little finger.

The corners of Xing He's eyes twitched, It's not this.

The fourth toe on my left foot is very long. Li Ang was about to take off his boots to prove himself.

Are you kidding me?

Xing Hechou took a deep breath and stopped Li Ang from taking off his boots, feeling that his brain blood pressure index was soaring, It's not this either.

Oh, my beeps are—very long.

Please don't play hooligans, thank you, and why do you have to add a sound effect for yourself?

If it weren't for the Special Affairs Bureau's request for field personnel to recruit civilian players as much as possible, Xing Hechou might have used force to subdue this companion who is suspected of being a mentally ill patient.

Li Ang pretending to be crazy is not only because of his personal bad taste,

It is also because he suspects that Xing Hechou, a senior player who acts like a soldier and can produce professional-level unmanned reconnaissance records in minutes, has an official background. He deliberately uses gags to analyze Xing Hechou's behavior and collect intelligence.

Hmm... Li Ang frowned and thought for a moment, I can open up my spiritual consciousness and identify spirit bodies, which is my specialty.

Oh? Xing Hechou's eyes lit up, and he activated the special ability of psionic vision, which is extremely cherished no matter in the real world or in the script mission.

Do the math, Xing Hechou smiled and said, With this ability, we can foresee supernatural factors in advance and avoid danger to a great extent.

As a professional soldier and a field worker of the Special Affairs Bureau, Xing Hechou had the responsibility to recruit and absorb the civilian players he met in the cooperation mission. Originally, he thought that Li Ang was just a cute new Lv3 player with little help, so it seems that he has to change his strategy...

[The main task has been updated, go to the Guhan Temple within ten minutes]

The system prompt sounded in everyone's ears, and Xing Hechou's complexion changed slightly: 10 minutes? Ladies and gentlemen, I don't know which of you is better at investigation?

Me. Wan Lifengdao walked to a big tree on the side of the road unhurriedly, looked up at the top of the tree, took a light breath, stepped on the loess road with his flip flops,

The whole person jumped into the air, and his ten fingers were like extremely sharp climbing ice picks, digging deep into the tree trunk.

Seeing sawdust splashing, Wanli Fengdao looked like a vigorous ape, using both hands and feet, climbed to the top of the tree in two or three strokes, looked left and right, then quickly slid down the tree trunk, patted the mud in his hands, and said calmly,

Walk west along this road for about 700 meters. There is a ruined temple at the foot of the mountain. It should be the mission location. There is smoke rising from behind the short mountain in the east. There may be an ancient village or something.

A village?

Xing Hechou nodded, and took out a small black suitcase the size of a briefcase from the backpack.

He put the suitcase on the ground, turned the combination lock to open it, and inside was a silver-gray drone, a large-capacity battery, spare propellers, a flat-panel remote control with a display and other accessories.

Xing Hechou took out the silver-gray drone, put it on the ground to calibrate the balance, picked up the tablet-shaped remote control, and manipulated the drone to take off until it escaped into the clouds and was invisible to the naked eye.

When the player with the highest level controlled the drone, he did not avoid the eyes of others peeping at the remote control screen, and generously shared the screen with everyone.

In the bird's-eye view from a high position, there is an ancient village located on a vast plain. The low mud-tiled buildings with blue bricks and blue tiles are rising with smoke from cooking. The whole village is divided into two by a small river like a ribbon.

With the village as the center, the paddy fields spread out, and you can have a panoramic view of thousands of hectares of fertile land, reflecting golden light in the setting sun.

An old man in a coir raincoat, a yellow cow walking on a small path, a child running around in old linen clothes with snot in his nose, a farmer in Guizhou head wearing a linen shirt and shorts, wearing straw sandals and carrying a hoe. ....

All elements interweave a picture of the ancient countryside of Huaguo.

On the north side, you can vaguely see a rather large ancient city.

The drone flew back slowly, and walked west along the path to the foot of the mountain.

At the foot of the mountain is an open and flat open space, with a dilapidated temple in the middle. The large open space on both sides and behind the temple is overgrown with weeds, but traces of previous cultivation can be vaguely seen.

The temple occupies a small area. The paint on the red wall bricks outside the temple is mottled and falling off, and the green vines climb up along the base of the wall and spread wantonly.

The blue tiles on the roof were broken and covered with dead leaves.

The road in front of the temple is paved with square blue stone slabs, and there are two rows of stone lamp posts on both sides of the stone slab road, but they have not been taken care of for a long time, and the lamps are full of dust.

On the vermilion lacquer door screen, there are three large characters of Guhan Temple written on a wooden plaque.

The drone flew at low altitude and hovered over the Guhan Temple, looking down from a high altitude.

There is a copper pagoda in the center of the courtyard of Guhan Temple, the bell tower and drum tower on the left and right, the Tianwang hall on the front, the Daxiong hall and the scripture building at the back, the monk's room and the Zhaitang are on the left and right sides of the middle road, and the innermost part of the whole building complex is the printed scriptures. Study rooms, storerooms and warehouses with the sign of Changsheng Library.

Small but complete.

Limited by the scope of the investigation, Xing Hechou flew back the drone silently and put it back in the suitcase. At this time, Wan Lifeng Dao realized it later, and said hesitantly: Well, Mr. Xing, don’t you have a drone? Why did you ask me to climb a tree and look around?”

It's not that Xing Hechou doesn't trust Wanli Fengdao. He uses drones to confirm the surrounding terrain and landforms, and to determine the specific age.

The strong man with a Chinese face smiled and said: It's not that I don't want to use drones. The background of the script task is in modern times. If the background is in ancient times or in a different world, it is very likely that there will be monsters and ghosts in classical ghost stories. monk.

The rash use of drones is likely to attract the attention of these supernatural forces in advance, and even make the plot mission develop in an unexpected direction.

As a staff member of the Special Affairs Bureau, Xing Hechou has seen a lot of data files left by other players in the past.

A cute new player with no brains was performing a teamwork task with the background of the Tang Dynasty, and put a notebook containing e-books Zi Zhi Tong Jian, China Cambridge History of the Sui, Tang and Five Dynasties, World Industrial and Agricultural Technology History The computer was dedicated to Tang Gaozong Li Zhi.

As a result, the plot started to run wild. The player was not only regarded as a monster and was brutally executed, but also led to the extraordinary monks hidden in the Tang Empire, who controlled thousands of flying swords and chased and killed the player's teammates all the way.

At present, the extraordinary power of the Republic in the real world is not enough to interact with the script world used as the background board in the script mission. Even the interaction itself is considered potentially dangerous by think tanks.

After all, no one wants to see a Datang Empire running into the era of great industry, sending tens of thousands of steampunk-style mechanical sword fairy monks to contact the real world republic...

Therefore, the field personnel of the Special Affairs Bureau still have to protect themselves as the primary task, and exploration and interaction are only ranked second.

In the plot missions with ancient backgrounds, monsters, ghosts and ghosts may appear at any time. Modern technology must be used with caution, and even if used, the frequency should be reduced as much as possible.

No one dared to test the 10-minute time limit given by the system. Xing Hechou quickly put away the drone, and then took the lead to walk in the front. A group of people walked west along the path and soon came to the lonely temple at the foot of the mountain.

Although the drone had already checked it once, when everyone got closer, they could clearly understand how dilapidated, deserted and deep the temple was.

This ghostly place is enough to be used as the filming set of A Chinese Ghost Story.

Wanli Fengdao stood on the stone road, stroking the dust off the stone lamp post with his palm, and said with a sneer, Which one of you will go first?

Xing Hechou glanced at the remaining people. The iceberg beauty named Liu Wushao hadn’t said a word since just now. The level of people is too low, and no matter how you look at it, it is not reliable.

Ah....

Xing Hechou glanced at Li Ang, Can you see something wrong?

Li Ang opened the cat's eye, scanned it twice with his spiritual sense, and shook his head, I didn't find any problems, but I can't be sure that there is no danger.

Xing Hechou nodded,

Everyone watched Lao Xing stepping on the blue stone slab and walking to the steps in front of the hall step by step, but they heard Li Ang say: Wait a minute!

Li Ang spoke quickly and urgently, with a deep and serious voice, so startled that Wanli Fengdao drew out his long sword, Liu Wushao drew out his composite longbow, and Xing Hechoutu jumped back to his teammates, holding the halberd tightly, blocking Hui is in front of him.

A group of people held their weapons and stood back to back, observing the surrounding movements, for fear that the enemy would jump out from somewhere.

They still remember that Li Ang has spiritual consciousness and is the team's first line of defense against supernatural phenomena.

Don't be nervous, guys. Li Ang, who was surrounded in the center, scratched his head, I just saw that Lao Xing's shoelace fell off, just remind me.

Can you remind me to keep your voice down? !

The people who had made a false alarm silently put away their weapons, and did not have the intention to investigate slowly. They followed Lao Xing and walked directly to the gate of the temple.

In fact, Li Ang clearly saw just now that as Xing Hechou approached, a slender pale arm without any blood slowly stretched out from the plaque of Lonely Cold Temple, and fell naturally, as if to grab Xing Hechou's hair and shake him Bring it up, and no one else has any reaction to it.

After Li Ang reminded him, the arm shrank back into the plaque and disappeared - even if Li Ang used his eyes to open his spiritual consciousness, he could not see the trace of the spiritual body.

A group of people walked to the bottom of the plaque, just when Xing Hechou was about to open the vermilion gate and enter the temple, a burst of extremely sad and mournful women's cries came from the temple.

The woman's cry was sharp and clear, as if she was wronged by June Feixue, as if she was holding a grudge against heaven and earth, she was so miserable, her scalp went numb and her whole body shivered.

The branches and leaves of the trees in the forest moved quickly, and the evil wind blew away all the fallen leaves on the bluestone slabs outside the temple. Open slowly.

The door was already wide open, but the five people under the plaque in Guhan Temple did not move.

Because the buildings in the temple have not been repaired for a long time, they are dilapidated and dilapidated, dead silent, and needles can be heard. There was no popularity in the temple at all, let alone the source of the mournful cry just now.

In the Asian supernatural system, ghosts with no form are always more terrifying than tangible zombies.

If the zombies pick it up again, it will be a round of cannon fire to wipe out the ground.

But ghosts like Cursing Kayako, Midnight Ring Sadako, Aunt Hong, and the village old corpse Chu Renmei,

Frequently creating illusions, teleporting through walls, distorting and tampering with time and space, and attacking in a variety of ways, it is extremely difficult to prevent, let alone destroy.

Do you want to use a drone to search again? Monk Huichun said softly.

The 10-minute time limit is coming soon, and the system says 'Go to the Lonely Cold Temple'.

Li Ang shook his head, gave a strange smile, and pushed the door open to enter. The others followed behind without putting away their weapons.

[The main task has been updated. Survive in the Lonely Temple for seven days. During this period, you must not leave the Lonely Temple for more than 500 meters]