Learning God in Hand, I Have the World

How high is the probability of being summoned by the forbidden land every time?

Zhuang Li smiled disapprovingly, then held Xuan Ming's hand, signaling him not to worry.

Of course he also knew that he was being hunted down by the main god, but that's more interesting, isn't it?

"If K really notices me, then it's useless to dodge. The game seems to be getting more and more fun." Zhuang Li chuckled softly.

Xuan Ming shook his head and reminded: "K's methods will emerge endlessly."

Zhuang Li raised his eyebrows with interest: "Then I will have a lot of fun."

Xuan Ming was stunned for a moment, then smiled and ruffled the little devil's hair.As long as the two of them are together, it seems that all disasters are nothing.

"I'm thinking," Zhuang Li looked up at the building shrouded in thick fog, and pondered: "If we destroy K's overall plan, will K personally kill us?"

The two looked at each other, and instantly understood each other's thoughts, and whispered in unison: "I hope that day will come sooner."

They are already tired of playing this kind of chasing game.

Huangmao and Xiaodao didn't know who the "k" they were talking about was, but they didn't ask too much.Every tasker has a secret, and also has the power to protect this secret.

Zi Wei raised his wrist and reminded: "The customs clearance conditions are out!"

Everyone lowered their heads to look at the task manager, only to see a line of words appearing on it: [Welcome to the forbidden land? Despair world, break the despair within seven days, and you will be the first players to leave here alive, please effort. 】

"What do you mean by breaking despair?" Zi Wei looked at Zhuang Li.

Zhuang Li looked at the task manager, then looked at the wooden sign, shook his head and said, "I have no idea at the moment. However, the best way to break despair should be to give hope? And who does this despair belong to?" What? Will this person be the target of our mission? These are the questions we need to figure out first."

Everyone nodded, and then silently remembered this sentence - the way to break despair is to give hope.

"Let's go in and have a look." Xuan Ming pulled Zhuang Li to his side and protected him tightly.

"Huh? Are only the five of us breaking through this time?" Zi Wei looked at the empty surroundings.

In the past, each dungeon required fifteen players to start, but this dungeon seemed a little different.

"This dungeon is very special, everyone should be careful." Xuan Ming warned.

The fewer words, the bigger the matter.In the same way, the fewer people, the higher the risk.

Everyone looked solemn, and immediately became full of vigilance.

A group of people walked aimlessly in this community. The area of ​​the community is very vast. Dozens of high-rise buildings are densely arranged, shaped like vertical coffins. They are very close to each other, blocking the sunlight overhead. Let the people who live in it be in a dark environment every day and night.

There is a thick gray mist around the high-rise building, and there is a smell of stench and mildew in the gray mist, like a rotting corpse buried in the soil accidentally dug out by someone, it is disgusting and also unreasonable Generates many scary associations.

Several people walked through the shadows of tall buildings, feeling more and more depressed.

The surrounding temperature is gradually dropping, the air has become damp and cold, and when inhaled into the lungs, there is a suffocating feeling of drowning.

Without encountering any danger, the foreheads of Zi Wei, Xiao Dao and Huang Mao were already provoked into dense cold sweat by this weird atmosphere.

"I feel very uncomfortable, my heart is stuffy, and I can't breathe!" Zi Wei said in a hoarse voice.

"So do we." Xiao Dao and Huang Mao tugged at their necklines, their faces full of anxiety.

This dungeon gave them a worse feeling than the last dungeon.

"A world of despair." Zhuang Li chewed these four words again, and slowly grasped a clue.This whole world seems to be full of despair, just the oppression of the environment and the exaggeration of the atmosphere have already caused extremely negative effects on people.

Living in such a dark, dead, and gloomy place for a long time, sooner or later there will be problems with the mentality.

Zhuang Li observed while walking, but Xuan Ming suddenly pulled him into his arms and quickly retreated.

Zi Wei, Huang Mao and Xiaodao also dodged one after another.

Immediately afterwards, there was a muffled bang, and a small corpse landed on the place where they were originally standing. The dark red blood slowly spread, emitting a fishy smell.

Xuan Ming subconsciously covered Zhuang Li's eyes, lest he could not bear the visual impact.

Zhuang Li took his hand and walked over to check the situation.

The corpse has been thrown beyond recognition, the head, face, and limbs have all turned into a pool of mud, and the original appearance cannot be seen at all.Zhuang Li can only judge from his clothes, frame and height that he is a little boy, about six or seven years old.

Realizing that the blood volume at the scene was less than that of a normal toddler, Zhuang Li stripped off the little boy's clothes, examined his body carefully, and then froze.

"He was already dead when he fell from upstairs." He pointed to the boy's bloody abdomen.

"I saw it." Xuanming added: "When he was still in the air, I found that his face had no blood, his chest did not rise and fall, and his body was also stiff. Dead people would be like that."

"Most of his blood was taken away, his abdominal cavity was cut open, formed with one knife, and his internal organs were hollowed out. When he fell, his body was already an empty shell. The person who did this was either An old hand, or a surgeon." Zhuang Li pondered.

Zi Wei, Xiao Dao and Huang Mao all turned their heads away, unable to bear to witness this tragic situation.

They never get used to death, especially the death of a young child.

Who is the murderer?How could he bear such a hand?Killing is fine, why did he take away the internal organs and blood?After taking the internal organs and blood, why did he throw the little boy downstairs and smash him into a pulp?Shouldn't he have hidden the body, lest the crime be exposed?

Full of doubts, Zi Wei, Huang Mao and Xiaodao raised their heads and looked at the building in front of them.However, in the next second, they were stunned, and horror appeared in their eyes involuntarily.

"Boss, captain, look!" They pointed to the upstairs.

When Zhuang Li and Xuan Ming looked up, they were also stunned.

I saw a person standing on the balcony of every household in this building, and these people were staring at them, their eyes were empty, their expressions were numb, and their faces were ashen.Thick mist billowed around them, making their figures looming.

For a while, Zhuang Li and Xuan Ming couldn't tell whether they were people or ghosts.

The death in their eyes was thicker than the surrounding fog, and this vertical building looked more and more like a deep coffin.

"Who are they?" Zi Wei stepped back a few steps and asked in a trembling voice.

Those people standing on the balcony gave him the illusion that these were spiritual cards.They are still alive, but there is no breath of life at all.

"They should be residents in the building, right?" Xiaodao replied uncertainly.

If there were scenes of life in previous dungeons, those NPCs were all fresh, thoughtful, and spiritual, no different from ordinary people in the watch world.They follow their own trajectories, live normally, will be happy, cry, and have doubts about the player's arrival.

But the NPCs in this dungeon are like ghosts, clusters of will-o'-the-wisps, giving the personality an eerie feeling.

Their behavior is very strange, even without logic at all.The child fell for so long, and no one upstairs came down to check the situation, call the police, or join in the fun.

Their expressions were so cold and numb, as if they were already used to such scenes.

"I saw two words on their faces, that is despair." Zhuang Li looked up at these people and sighed: "This is really a world of despair."

Xuan Ming hugged him from behind, rubbed his head, and comforted him in a low voice: "Don't be afraid, we will definitely get out alive."

"Of course." Zhuang Li immediately withdrew his dignified look, and agreed briskly.

The two bosses were so confident, Zi Wei, Xiao Dao and Huang Mao quickly recovered their composure.

At this moment, a sharp cry broke the dead silence shrouded in gray fog. A middle-aged woman rushed over from the side of the trail pushing a bicycle, staring straight at the corpse on the ground with a horrified expression. And unbelievable.

She threw away her bicycle and satchel while running, and asked hurriedly, "Is it my Yuanyuan? Isn't it? It should be someone else's child?"

She obviously knew the little boy's clothes, and that's why she couldn't face the reality and had to run over to identify them.

She kept saying negative words in her mouth, but the closer the distance was, the deeper the despair and mourning on her face became.When she got close, her legs were already weak, and she fell to her knees and yelled, "Yuan Yuan, Yuan Yuan! What's wrong with you, Yuan Yuan? Talk to your mother!"

Unfortunately, the little boy who fell was her son.

Regardless of the shattered body, the blood splashed everywhere, and the bloody face and cracked brain, she hugged the child into her arms and cried out in pain.

She almost fainted from crying, and shouted hoarsely, hugging her son so hard, wishing to rub his small body into her own flesh and blood.

Knead it in, share your own blood, flesh, bone marrow, and even life with him in half, so that he can live again...

"Yuanyuan! Please don't leave mom behind! Please!" She buried her face in the broken chest of the little boy, crying helplessly amidst the smell of blood.

The blood stained her face and her tears, making her feel like a ghost.

What is despair?

This is the truest despair.

And that despair belongs to a mother who has lost her child.

So Zhuang Li vaguely guessed that this middle-aged woman should be their mission target.

He looked around at his teammates and raised his jaw slightly.

Everyone blinked and understood what he meant.

Then the problem is coming.

The child is dead, everything is irreparable, how to break this despair?

The mission has not yet begun, and the inevitable ending seems to be doomed.

A forbidden place is indeed a forbidden place.