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David narrowed his eyes slightly, closed his palms slightly, and pulled back.

The Spear of Judgment responded to the call, generated gravity out of thin air, and flew in the direction of David.

The chameleon quickly grasped the edge of the armor on the black bear's back, and firmly grasped the golden spear with its tongue to prevent it from flying away.

Under a stalemate,

The judgment spear began to tremble crazily, blooming with bright light, creating high temperatures, burning the tongues wrapped around it, and sending up bursts of smoke.

Snapped.

The chameleon was forced to retract its long tongue, and the tongue rolled around the edge of the mouth to remove the burnt black matter on the surface of the tongue.

They are players.

Agares took a step forward and whispered: The black bear is called [Short Face], and the chameleon is called [Escape].

David, who knew that Agares had some kind of detection skill, nodded silently and caught the golden spear that was shooting at him - the mucus on the spear had evaporated.

There is absolutely no such thing as them among the top three hundred.

Cain murmured: Are these foreign players from a foreign land and alien species intruding...are they friends or foes?

Those who suddenly appear around other extraordinary beings without saying hello are more likely to be enemies than friends.

David said calmly, tilted the water bottle, and cleaned the spear body again,

Jumped off the ledge and walked towards the two alien players.

Before he could speak, the armored black bear stood up, took out a thermometer-like instrument that was narrow at the top and wide at the bottom, put it against his throat, cleared his throat, and opened the bear's mouth.

If Plato had four pencils and I had seven apples, then there could be a few pizzas on the roof and the answer would be purple because aliens never wear hats...

The exotic words uttered in the black bear's mouth were affected by the instrument. In the ears of David and others, they sounded as understandable as the earth's language, but the meaning of the entire passage...

Just that nonsense?

Black Bear noticed the expressions on the faces of David and others, and waved his palms in embarrassment. He pressed the instrument a few times with his clumsy fingers, and then put the instrument back on his neck. This time, his words finally made sense. Discourse.

Ahem, hello players from Earth.

The armored black bear named [Short Face] said gently: My companions told me that the four of you are pretty good.

In your world, it should be considered one of the top twenty or thirty existences.

You have worked so hard to reach where you are now, wouldn't it be unfair to die in a foreign land today?

I have a proposal: How about you report the positions of other players in your world to me, and I will let you live and escort you directly to the door competition stage.

When David heard this, he was not angry. He exchanged glances with the other three companions, shook off the remaining water stains on the spear, and said calmly: I have a better proposal. You guys chop off your hands and feet. Stop, throw away everything in your backpack, and tell all the information you know.

I will let you live.

How about it.

hehe.

Black Bear smiled and said, In that case, I can only beat you until you are convinced...

It retracted its translation instrument, and its two chubby bear paws touched each other in front of it.

Wow——

Countless gravel and metal debris rose from the soil and floated quietly around the short surface.

[Gravity Field].

Following the short face's faint words, thousands of broken objects bombarded towards David and others.

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Lost World, 41st floor, in the basement of a collapsed building somewhere.

Tsk, are these robot beasts and security guards crazy?

A woman with long light blue hair and a gorgeous kimono lit a pale candle, illuminating the dark room.

She listened to the heavy rain of footsteps coming from outside the building,

He gritted his teeth and cursed in a low voice: Chasing people like a mad dog...

Her player ID is [Qing Xingdeng], she is ranked thirty-nine on the personal combat power list, and she belongs to the Japan Island Abnormal Affairs Investigation Bureau.

Also staying in the room with her were a tall figure wearing a thick black robe and a Yasha mask, and a Hishima female high school student wearing a sailor uniform and a samurai sword tied to her waist.

It is [Umibozhu] (55th) who is also affiliated with the Hijima Anomaly Investigation Bureau, and [Hagoromo Shinko] (80th).

This candle can temporarily weaken the presence of things within the candlelight range, so that the robot beasts and security guards cannot detect us. There are still about thirty minutes of renovation time.

Qing Xingdeng took out the magic potion from the backpack column and drank it. At the same time, he raised his chin to Master Umibo and asked casually: How are you doing?

Umibozu slowly raised his hand to press his chest. Looking at the blood on his palm, he said in a low voice, The injury is not serious. You can recover by eating more flesh and blood.

Qing Xingdeng turned his gaze to Yuyi's heart. The latter closed his eyes and slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air. He said softly: The level of [Prajna Transformation] is 31%. I can fight two to three more times within 12 hours.

Qing Xingdeng frowned, Where's the anti-demon potion?

Yuyi calmly said in his heart: There are two bottles left.

I have four bottles left, give you one bottle,

Master Umibo took out a bottle of dark blue potion from his backpack and handed it to Hagoromo Kokoro, who nodded and accepted it.

call...

Qing Xingdeng rubbed his eyebrows with a headache. Not long after the three of them met, they were attacked by a large group of robot beasts.

Those low-level mechanical creatures without self-awareness, and who knew why they were crazy, all rushed out and attacked all flesh-and-blood creatures they saw.

The three of Qing Xingdeng fled while fighting, and retreated from the 43rd floor to the 41st floor, repelling waves of robot beasts and consuming all kinds of magic potions.

To make matters worse, the security guards, who usually do not attack players carrying belts, also inexplicably attacked the three.

Different from what they had imagined before, there are many types of security guards. The most basic security guards have no weapons and rely entirely on physical fitness to fight.

Those who are more advanced will use various melee weapons with exaggerated attack power comparable to high-frequency cutting knives. They will be injured if they are scratched and killed if they touch them.

With Qing Xingdeng's personal ranking of 39th, it is not difficult to defeat ten or even twenty security guards. However, the opponents appear in groups and cooperate with each other tacitly. Advanced security guards will even use driving away large-scale robot consumption Players’ complex tactics.

No matter how hard a player can fight, there will always be an upper limit to physical strength, spiritual power, sanity and other values. Items are not inexhaustible, and skills and equipment special effects also have CD limits.

Facing the craze of tens of thousands of robot beasts all over the mountains and plains,

Qing Xingdeng and the others had no choice but to run away in confusion and hid in a hidden corner, waiting for the herd of beasts above to pass by.

Listening to the footsteps like raindrops coming from the ceiling, Qing Xingdeng let out a long sigh, and a figure wearing a nun's uniform appeared in his mind.

Sesshōin...I wonder how she is doing...

It's ridiculous to say that in the past, Qing Xingdeng would have avoided that scary woman.

I would rather fall into a single-player puzzle-solving mission that deprives me of all my power than meet her.

But now that he is trapped in a tight siege and almost out of ammunition and food, Qing Xingdeng misses the other party's voice...

Oops, could it be possible that I also fell under her spell?

Just when Qing Xingdeng's heart skipped a beat and he suspected that he had been cursed by the Killing Institute,

A strange yet somewhat familiar voice sounded from the ceiling of the basement, Quick, quick, let's hide here.

Don't come down!

There is someone in this trap!

Qing Xingdeng almost shouted these words. She hurriedly gave Umibozu and Hagoromo a look in her heart, and the two companions immediately understood.

Umibozu took out a long-handled mace, the body of which was wrapped with green and purple seaweed and moss.

Hagoromo put his hand on the hilt of the sword, took half a step forward, bowed slightly, and assumed the starting position of Iai Slash.

Swipe and pull——

The metal trap door on the basement ceiling was pulled up from above, and the light of a flashlight shone in.

call!

Umibozu swung his mace violently, moving it from bottom to top, whipping up a fierce wind and hitting the source of the light.

Before it touched the ceiling, it was blocked by a spherical golden light - the opponent obviously carried defensive items, which blocked the blow.

The collision between the mace and the golden shield produced a shock wave.

The white candles lit in the corner of the wall were blown by the strong wind.

The candle flickered suddenly, looking like it would go out at any moment.

Don't do it!

Qing Xingdeng was frightened and quickly raised his hand to stop his companion.

At the same time, the footsteps of the robot beast approached again. Seeing that the situation was urgent, several figures surrounding the trap door jumped into the basement without any explanation and closed the trap door smoothly.

The candle shadow flickered, and both parties could see each other clearly.

It's you?

It's you?!

Qing Xingdeng and Eva pointed at each other with surprise in their eyes.

Master Umibo was holding the mace, his eyes flickered between the two, and he and Qin said in unison: You know each other.

Eva said calmly: Reluctantly.

Qing Xingdeng snorted coldly: Not familiar.

Those who went down to the basement were none other than the four dusty girls from the seventh group of the program Wind Chasers.

Hey, aren't these some people from Hishima?

Pei Youzhen raised his eyebrows, vaguely seeming to remember the connection between the seventh group and Qingxing Deng.

When the program Wind Chaser had just started and the personnel had not yet been completely decided, Alina, the mentor of the seventh group, took Eva and Ju Tianzi to the Japanese island.

Cooperate with the personnel of the Japanese Island Abnormalities Investigation Bureau to solve an abnormal incident.

The abnormal incident itself was perfectly resolved, but there seemed to be some friction between Alina and the local players, which was very unpleasant.

That program was not broadcast in the end and was sealed in the archives of the program team.

snort.

Qing Xingdeng snorted coldly and glanced at the detector that appeared out of thin air in the basement - it was probably Master Umibo's active attack just now, and the detector determined that there was a battle.

Should we kick them out of the game here...

Thoughts flashed through her mind, and Qing Xingdeng narrowed her eyes slightly. She was not worried about the serious consequences of eliminating these four little stars in front of the broadcast cameras.

Although Qin, Eva and others have huge fans in the real world, defeating them will arouse the hatred, resistance and dissatisfaction of countless people.

But when would extraordinary people, especially top extraordinary people, need to care about the eyes of ordinary people?

Elimination means elimination...

Want to take action?

Qin seemed to have noticed the gloomy and uncertain expression on Qing Xingdeng's face, and said quickly: Okay, but depending on your state, can you kill us instantly?

If it doesn't fall within seconds, the basement will be destroyed.

There are countless robot beasts on the surface now.

Can you find another refuge, a state of rest?

...

Qingxing Deng clenched his fists, and the dim candlelight behind him lit up and then went out.

Finally, she released her fist, snorted coldly, and signaled Umibozu and Hagoromo to step back some distance.

If you want to fight, you have to wait until the robot beast leaves before fighting.

call...

Nina, who was holding a TV remote control-like object in her hand, couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that the situation had calmed down, and she took a half-step back with her companions.

The basement that hosted seven players once again fell into eerie silence, with only the candlelight still swaying slightly.

The four girls, covered in dust, simply tidied up their messy appearance, drank potions that replenished their spiritual power, and discussed each other's status in low voices.

Hello.

Qing Xingdeng, who was leaning against the wall, raised his chin towards them and said softly: Your names are... Qin and Nina, right?

I've seen your show on TV.

Why are you two wearing two belts?

Nothing to do with you.

Qin snorted coldly and crossed her arms in front of her body to block Qing Xingdeng's prying eyes.

Ah.

Qing Xingdeng shook his head and sneered: Let me guess, you were also attacked by the security guards, thinking that there was something wrong with your identity verification particle emission device.

I put on an extra trophy belt that I captured from other players, thinking it would prevent me from being attacked.

As a result, it has no effect.

How did you...

Qin's face changed slightly and she blurted out a question. She realized something was wrong just halfway through her words.

His face changed again, and he asked in a low voice: Why do you think so?

hehe.

Qing Xingdeng exchanged glances with his companions, and it was naturally impossible for him to tell the other party that he had already tried it, whether it was wearing an extra belt,

Still take out the powder from the belt device and hold it in your hand.

If you should be attacked, you will still be attacked.

The survival rules provided by the system have begun to lose their effect.

Your strength is probably far from the top fifty.

Qing Xingdeng turned his hand and took out a beautifully crafted and antique wooden cigarette rod. He put it to his mouth and took a puff. He smiled and said, It's a bit unexpected that I can persist for so long.

Qin sneered: Aren't you living a good life too?

Qing Xingdeng didn't pay attention to the hostility in the other party's words, and said to himself: However, many times, persistence is meaningless.

True bravery is not a lone charge in the face of mountains of swords and seas of blood.

But under the temptation of many interests, he can still make the decision to retreat bravely.

If you don't have a clear understanding of yourself, you may die here without knowing anything.

Are you trying to persuade us to surrender and withdraw from the competition at this time and leave the belt to you?

Eva sneered expressionlessly: By the way, I'll pack up the remaining potions, life potions, etc. from the backpack column and sell them to you. If you can't pay the money, you can also make an IOU to make the Japanese island outside abnormal. Bureau of Investigation.

We can't win anyway.

Selling potions in stock?

That's a great feeling, but our logistics are running out.

Qing Xingdeng heard the other party's words and almost agreed subconsciously. He paused for a moment before recalling his original intention.

In the swirling smoke, he raised the corners of his mouth and said softly: I'm not talking about you, I'm talking about someone.

who?

Qin seemed to feel something and asked subconsciously.

Well...

Qing Xingdeng slowly knocked the cigarette rod against the wall to shake off the ash, put on a somewhat pretentious and indifferent expression, and said casually: I have watched the talk show on TV, and that person is just a colleague with you anyway. .

Since we are just colleagues, even if you die in the Lost World, you won't be particularly sad.

Eva blinked her light blue eyes, a dim crimson light seemed to be brewing deep in her eyes, and her voice was terrifyingly calm, Who?

I've already mentioned this, haven't you guessed it yet?

Amid the smoke, Qing Xingdeng's mouth curved into a wicked smile, Of course it's your little lover, that talented classmate.