Gamers Are Fierce

The latest website: The figures that appeared in front of the players were men and women, old and young. They were wearing simple and monotonous clothes made of coarse cotton and linen. They were holding pitchforks and hoes in their hands, with expressions of fear and horror on their faces.

These people generally have pale skin and thin bodies.

The men standing at the front were slightly better and stronger, holding iron swords and shields in their hands. They seemed to be the guards of the village.

You brave men who have come from afar, we are the guardians of the holy mountain.

An old man with white hair and a cane walked out of the crowd and looked at the player with a flattering smile on his face. Our village has guarded the Holy Mountain for generations and receives and examines all those who try to enter the Holy Mountain to worship. Pilgrims - although the last time anyone came on pilgrimage was fifty years ago...

Anyway, could you please let me see the brave certificates you all carry?

Certificate of bravery?

The players looked at each other in confusion. They were directly teleported by the system into the forest area of ​​the script world and passed through the stone tablet barrier.

Does this mean that you need a certificate to be eligible to enter the Holy Mountain?

The players exchanged glances silently. The village in front of them looked extremely backward and depressed, and the guard force did not look very strong. Shinji Hikari could easily sweep through it alone.

However, one thing worth noting is that the upper and lower canine teeth of all villagers are more prominent and sharp, and they all have a very weak special aura on their bodies - a primitive desire for bloodthirsty and a restlessness for killing.

Combining all the characteristics, there is a high probability that he is a dark creature race such as a vampire or a werewolf.

Considering their pale skin and features that can appear in the sun, maybe they are a severely degraded vampire group?

The vampire village chief, who was wearing a cane, glanced at the silent players, took their silence as concern, smiled ingratiatingly, and took out a small and exquisite metal device that looked like a flashlight from his pocket.

The brave certificate is automatically issued after entering the Holy Mountain. People in our village also have...

As he spoke, he gritted his teeth, as if enduring great pain, and used the nail of his left index finger to lightly cut a small cut on the palm of his right hand.

Then he squeezed his palm distressedly and poured blood into the groove at the bottom of the flashlight.

A faint scent of blood spread in the air. When the villagers in the rear smelled the smell of blood, their eyes turned red, and their breathing became rapid involuntarily.

hiss...

The village chief gasped for air, bit the wound on his palm gently, licked the blood from the wound without wasting it, pointed the flashlight at himself, and pressed the switch.

Buzz——

The flashlight lit up a dazzling beam of light, and the village chief and the villagers behind him were illuminated by the beam. A short line of red text slowly appeared above everyone's head.

[Quarantine: Qualified]

? ? ?

This weird plot trend made the players stunned? However, when the village chief turned the flashlight and shined the beam at the players, something even weirder happened——

The words [Quarantine: Passed] floated above all of their heads.

What's happening here?

Shinji Ding felt in a daze that he had fallen into some funny comic book world this time. However, the sensor lie detector function of the Kuiniu Mecha showed that the other party was very serious and did not lie.

Phew, great, great.

The village chief wiped the non-existent cold sweat on his forehead, put away the flashlight, turned to the other villagers and shouted: Put down your weapons, the brave men are finally here.

The crowd was a little noisy, and the villagers hurriedly put down their weapons. Their brows were filled with joy, and there was a joyful expression on their faces: When the brave comes, there will be blue sky. When the brave comes, the village will be peaceful.

It's windy here. All brave men, please follow me.

The village chief put down the palm of his right hand, whose wound was slowly healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and turned around with a smile and walked towards the interior of the village.

The players looked at each other and followed the steps of the village chief.

The village is roughly circular in shape, with a small part built inside the sunken mountain and surrounded by blue-black mountain rocks.

Most of the buildings in the village are made of wood and stone, but the specific architectural styles of each house are very...weird, like a fusion of Chinese, Japanese, Southeast Asian, classical European, Mediterranean, etc. buildings in the real world. Together, crammed into a village,

The decoration materials used are also different, including colored cement, glass, stone, iron plate, steel plate, crystal, luminous crystal mineral, and even biological scales - to be precise, dragon scales.

Shinji Ding's eyes widened. On the outer wall of a villager's house, several square-shaped red dragon scales with a diameter of half a meter were attached as wall decorations.

Those dragon scales were dull in color and covered with deep cracks on the surface. They were obviously traumatized and could no longer be used as armor.

However, the results of the scanner analysis showed that these were undoubtedly scales that had fallen off an adult red dragon.

In addition to dragon scales, there are quite a few valuable junk things in the village.

Placed on the edge of the alley, a scrapped steampunk-style two-meter-high power armor;

The bell used as a wind chime is obviously a Taoist ritual weapon;

The yin-yang slicing magic sword hanging at the door;

A near-futuristic Gauss sniper rifle used as a clothes pole;

Like the dragon scales, these weapons and equipment were in disrepair. Judging from the thick rust marks on them, they were at least decades old and completely unusable.

The narrow medieval village has everything like the World Exposition.

Li Ang put his hands in the pockets of his white coat, looked around, marveled, and casually released the [Group Mind Linking Technique] among his psychic powers.

Send out spiritual threads and reach out to other teammates.

Li Ang: [Hey, hey, can you hear me? 】

Hohenheim: [Can hear it. 】

Liu Wushuo: [Yes. 】

Group mind connection is to establish a spiritual link between a group of people, which can be used to transmit messages. Since each person's mind shape is different, the words uttered in the spiritual link will also have similar sound differences.

Shinji Cho: [What happened to Quarantine: Passed just now? Why do we have that symbol above our heads? 】

Li Ang: [The font of the logo text I saw is in Chinese. 】

Liu Wushao: [I am also Chinese. 】

David: [I saw it in English. Hmm... It seems that the text itself should be an indigenous text from another world, but it has been translated by the system into a text familiar to the player. Considering that the brave certificate mentioned by the village chief will be automatically issued after entering the scope of the Holy Mountain, there may be some kind of plague in the world outside the scope of the Holy Mountain. When outsiders enter the forest, they will automatically check whether there is infection and confirm Only those who are not infected can enter the Holy Mountain]

Hohenheim: [The dilapidated equipment in this village should be created by the indigenous residents. At least my detection spell shows that they are at least fifty years old. This is very strange. Generally speaking, an indigenous world will only have one or two technology trees, because a civilization’s attention is limited. If it has clean and efficient magic energy, it will not go back to inefficient research. steam engine. Unless the territory of this world is extremely vast and the continents are not connected to each other, or...]

Embry: [Maybe the owners of these equipment fell from the sky just like us. 】

The conversation in the spiritual link paused inexplicably. Everyone looked at Amboli, who subconsciously scratched his cheek and asked, What's wrong?

nothing.

David coughed awkwardly,

Ever since she entered the world of scripts, Embry hasn't spoken much and has been staying in the corner to watch the scenery, making others think that she really doesn't like to think as much as the rumors say, and she can solve problems with a machete without using her brain.

David continued in the spiritual link: [Besides, there is another possibility. Extraordinaries from other worlds in the past, including but not limited to players, have entered this script. Their equipment and props were left here (of course they may have died), and were picked up by the indigenous residents here, and analyzed through analytical technology. , developing completely different technology trees in different regions...]

【that...】

Shinji couldn't help but interrupt: Don't you worry, is this village a black shop? Specializing in trapping adventurers and stealing their equipment. 】

Li Ang gave him a strange look: [There is nothing to worry about. If this village was a crossroads designed to trap and kill adventurers, why would things used by brave men of all ages be hung all over the village? It's too obvious. What's more, in all types of RPG games, the brave are the ones who are most vicious and take the initiative. It ranges from blatant burglary to stealing fruits, vegetables, gold coins, chickens, ducks and geese, which is called raising funds to defeat the devil. More importantly, in Yurou Township, he oppressed the civilians and demolished the villagers' houses to use as construction materials. He persuaded the villagers to join the team, then stripped his equipment and kicked him back to the village. We are not good people, so what are we afraid of? 】

You said I'm not a good person quite rightly!

Shinji Ding was speechless, especially after seeing the expressions of deep understanding on the other people's faces, he didn't know how to complain.

Wait, am I the only one who still has a conscience here?

The group of people chatted casually in the spiritual link. Wherever they looked, the villagers returned to their houses with curiosity and fear, and closed the doors.

The village chief leads the player to his home, calls on the servants to bring tea and water, and lights the fire.

The room quickly warmed up. The village chief who was sitting in the chair looked at the silent players and patted his thighs awkwardly, Where do you brave men come from? Is it the Principality of Rosa?

Hohenheim smiled and asked, Why do you say that?

Because the style of the armor worn by this brave man is very similar to the power armor unique to the Principality of Rosa.

The village chief smiled cheerfully and said: My grandfather's grandfather was lucky enough to see a brave man wearing the power armor of the Principality of Rosa, and even took a photo with him, which is this photo.

He stood up from his seat and picked up a photo frame from the cabinet next to him. In the dim and faded color photo in the photo frame, a vampire youth who looked similar to him was standing next to a tall and burly power armor.

The style of the power armor is somewhat similar to the Kuiniu mecha.

We come from a small place, not worth mentioning.

Hohenheim looked away from the photo, cleared his throat, and asked: To make a long story short, Mr. Village Chief, can you tell us how to enter the Holy Mountain?

Holy mountain...

The village chief rubbed his palms, took a breath, and said with some embarrassment: Well, here's the thing. There were some accidents in our village before, so I'm not sure whether the pilgrimage can continue normally...

Hohenheim raised his eyebrows, Accident? What do you mean?

After the village chief's narration, everyone finally understood the basic situation of the world.

The scenario world that the players are currently in is quite vast, with each landmass separated by oceans. Every once in a while, items will fall from the sky.

These items include house building materials, ore raw materials, weapons and blades, mecha ships, paper books, and sometimes even travelers from other worlds.

The residents of the script world have long been accustomed to the daily occurrence of foreign objects falling from the sky, and have developed their own technology trees by analyzing the falling objects. Travelers from other worlds will not be killed because they are different, and in most cases they will be treated. The hospitality of a local kingdom.

Compared with the earth, the residents of this script world have adapted to life as the hub of all worlds, and are proud of it.

However, some travelers from other worlds (according to them, many of them were passively transported in under inexplicable circumstances, and some of them are civilians from other worlds) will also be eager to return to their original world.

At this time, they can cross the ocean and come to the island where the Holy Mountain is located to make a pilgrimage. The temple on the Holy Mountain will give the brave many trial challenges. If they can pass it, the wish of the brave can be realized, such as teleporting him back. To hometown.

The indigenous residents of the script world also have this opportunity to participate in trials as brave men to achieve their own wishes - such as resurrecting their cherished family members and loved ones, obtaining the ultimate knowledge they dream of, etc.

The village at the foot of the Holy Mountain is the guardian family of the Holy Mountain. They have been responsible for guarding the Holy Mountain for generations, entertaining brave men from all over the world, and putting forward preliminary trials to the brave men.

If you can pass their assessment, you can get the key to the inside of the Holy Mountain - some brave teams will also give their belongings to villagers in the village after they teleport away, realize their wishes, or fail to participate in the trial, that is, the players before them. The weapons and equipment seen in the village.

Logically speaking, as the village chief, I should be the one to release the trial content,

The village chief said awkwardly: My ancestors usually asked brave men to go to the surrounding forests and caves to kill wild beasts or collect some rare flowers.

Then give the key to the gate of the Holy Mountain to the brave man.

But now, the gate of the Holy Mountain was destroyed by a strange monster fifty years ago, and no brave man has come since then.

If you brave men want to enter the Holy Mountain, you must first kill the monster and take back the materials to repair the gate - this is also considered the content of the trial I gave, okay?