Forces of Temptation

The players who originally wanted to wait and see, saw that the players from the Seventh and Eighth teams who did not seem to be easy to deal with appeared in the small town, and immediately changed their strategies, and their feet were oiled.

With nearly 2000 players, Squirrel Town was cleared into a ghost town in just three hours at an unimaginable speed.

And the timer doesn't seem to want to stop,

Seeing the shadow of the sun move through the center, those players checked the counting cards at the door, and confirmed that all irrelevant players should have been withdrawn.

Due to the excessive silence in the usually overcrowded fairy tale town, even the exaggerated corners of the mouths of the cartoon sculptures on the roadside have a bit of indescribable evil.

Shiyou-Fang Mian: People are almost gone.

Director-Zhi Xun: From "Li Ark", come out.

Pioneer-Lin Qibing: We can talk first and make an appointment.

There were three teams that all invited the "Cubic Ark" at the same time.

Different attitudes, but the same purpose.

In their cognition, the so-called 8-hour grace period is nothing more than a trick by the "Cubic Ark".

When the other players in the town are almost gone, it's time for them to start.

The three parties waited patiently for more than a minute.

Wait for a word——

Cube Ark-Li Yinhang (Li Bank): Players who are currently in Squirrel Town, please leave the town within 4 hours and 40 minutes.

Everyone: "..."

However, they have been in dungeons for a long time, and their anger points will not be provoked so easily.

Everyone has their own arrangements.

The three or four teams each chose bars and restaurants to rest and supplement their nutrition.

8 hours, they can afford to wait.

The other teams did not communicate with each other, but tacitly dispersed in the small town, searching for the possible foothold of the "Cubic Ark".

People taking different directions of action are secretly laughing at each other.

The people who took a break thought that Squirrel Town was so big that it was too stupid to waste energy searching for this kind of thing.

People who search think that spending time on rest is wasteful behavior.

The coordinate system of the "Cubic Ark" is clearly in the Squirrel Town, and Li Yinhang has to report the time every 5 minutes.

As long as the Q version of the squirrel head next to the person's name is always there, the "Cubic Ark" and the others will not be afraid to run away from the town.

Find their traces, act first, find a way to control them in advance, and let them hand over the copy creatures. Those who are enjoying themselves now can only stare and envy.

Both sides tacitly abused each other: big idiot.

The players in Squirrel Town went about their own way, which made those outside the game impetuous.

The number of people booing and joking with Yangzi began to increase.

--Coward!

——Why do you have to wait 8 hours?Is it funny?

——"Cubic Ark" doesn't necessarily have replica creatures, right? It's all everyone's speculation, right?

— That is, when people report the number, a bunch of idiots will be coaxed to run over~

The people on the island were not angered by Li Yinhang's emotionless time telling machine, but they were all very angry by these noisy and eccentric guys on the World Channel.

Two groups of players who originally wanted to wait for the copy creatures to appear changed their minds and set off to search.

If you find that Li Yinhang of the "Cubic Ark", no matter male or female, give him a good beating first!

……

On a small platform among the clusters of crystal spires in the castle theater, Jiang Fang stood with arms crossed at the end away from the edge of the platform.

Like Nan Zhou, he did not update the game interface.

But the current situation is almost completely consistent with the situation he and Nan Zhou deduced.

So Jiang Fang wanted to know what kind of chaos the world channel is currently in.

Facing the endless insults, Li Yinhang took a sip of water without changing his face, and at the moment when the system time pointed to the exact number, with a flick of his fingertip, he sent the countdown that had been edited and reviewed many times.

She performs her role functions with uncompromising faithfulness.

Jiang Fang closed his eyes: "Don't take those words to heart."

Li Yinhang was puzzled: "Ah? What?"

She focused her eyes on the vicious words that quickly passed by before she realized what Jiang Fang was pointing at.

She waved her hand nonchalantly: "Hi, what is this?"

During Li Yinhang's working life, she has long been numb to the destructive power of language as a weapon.

Once, she was also an innocent little customer service, until life slapped her awake.

She still remembers a conversation she had with an old man with a strong accent when she first joined the company.

When the uncle called for the first time, he was kind and very confusing: "My card, can I get money in Huize?"

Li Yinhang replied: "Excuse me, what is your name and bank card number..."

The uncle is extremely vigilant: "Why tell you? Just tell me if you can take it."

Li Yinhang had no choice but to abandon his speaking skills: "Hello, it is possible."

She also said very inappropriately: "Yunnan is an inalienable part of our country."

The uncle's second call was transferred by a colleague.

Li Yinhang didn't know how he remembered his job number.

He opened his mouth and said, "I can't take it out."

Li Yinhang asked again: "What is your bank card number? Here we can provide you with inquiry services."

As a result, the uncle instantly scolded Li Yinhang as if his tail had been stepped on, as if what she asked was not his card number, but his bank card password.

Li Yinhang didn't recover from being scolded for half an hour.

After finally getting out of the shadows, the third call came in again.

Still uncle.

The uncle whispered: "You won't lie to me, will you?"

In order to let the uncle get the money, Li Yinhang swears on the reputation of his ancestors for eighteen generations.

The uncle finally reluctantly reported his bank card number.

Li Yinhang was stunned for a moment: "Hi... This is Guangming Bank. Your card is ICBC—"

There was silence on the other side of the phone, and then hung up with a bang.

Recalling all the past, Li Yinhang actually felt that the troubles in the past were so far away and peaceful that they seemed to have happened in his previous life.

Jiang Fang on the side closed his eyes, his back was pressed against the large pink crystal decorative wall behind him, and beads of sweat were dripping from the tip of his nose.

His fingers gripping his arm trembled so hard that a large piece of the cloth sagged.

Jiang Fang's overall posture is intentionally whitewashed, a relaxation that can be hidden from human eyes.

But only he himself knew how tense his muscles were, and how the subtle, teeth-stinging sound of the vines filled his ears.

Every time he stood on a high place, he would have the illusion that he was still at the place where his father fell off the cliff, hanging on the line of life and death.

No one came to rescue.

Nobody cares.

unmanned……

Suddenly, a hand stretched out from the side and grabbed the corner of his clothes.

The slight imbalance of the body caused Jiang Fang to have a strong stress reaction in an instant.

Reason is like the piece of soil that his father stepped on. The moment it collapsed, Jiang Fang had already grasped the wrist of that hand like lightning, and exerted force suddenly——

At the moment when the crisp sound of bones sounded, Jiang Fang's almost runaway rationality returned to the cage at the same time.

His heart skipped a beat, and when he turned around, he happened to look into Nan Zhou's quiet eyes with a little bit of surprise.

Nanzhou clicked and connected the wrist that Jiang Fang had taken off.

The action was so fast that Li Yinhang didn't even realize what happened just now.

Nan Zhou said: "It's safe. Everyone in the castle has left, and they are heading east to Tin Soldiers Road. Let's go down."

They had already estimated the current situation.

In fact, the number of people who came to Squirrel Town was less than what Nan Zhou and Jiang Fang had guessed.

They anchored several hiding places with at least two exits in advance, but they still encountered variables.

——On the way to transfer, two teams happened to block the two roads they had chosen in advance.

As a last resort, they withdrew to the central castle and hid in a visual blind spot among the castle spiers.

"sorry."

When they put down the hidden attic stairs hidden by them and returned to the interior of the castle, Nan Zhou walked side by side with Jiang Fang and walked down the revolving crystal stairs, talking to Jiang Fang at the same time.

With a cold face, he carefully analyzed his mistakes: "I don't want to go that high either. If it's not that there is no way."

Jiang Fang: "I don't seem to have told you..." I'm afraid of heights.

Nan Zhou looked at Jiang Fang with a sideways face, and blinked suspiciously: "Do you need to tell me?"

Jiang Fang's heart was soft and sour, slowly spreading.

He wanted to grab Nan Zhou's hand: "Hand still hurts..."

Before the question was over, Nan Zhou raised his hand.

"Ah." He touched the control panel in front of him, "The system sent me another private message."

Jiang Fang took a chance, but he was not embarrassed. He lightly rubbed Nan Zhou's back and moved up, and naturally put his shoulder on his shoulder: "What did you say?"

Nan Zhou said concisely: "...the price has increased."

About an hour and a half ago, Nanzhou's backstage received an official statement with a heavy tone.

The content is straightforward, basically it can be boiled down to the fact that we have launched an instant update mission to send benefits. Now that you update it, you can not only get 500 points, but also get a random item.The highest level of props can reach S level.

Hope you don't get ignorant.

Without even thinking about it, Nan Zhou read the private message and threw it into the trash can.

The highest level of props can reach S level, which means that the worst can reach D level.

Nanzhou does not suffer from this disadvantage.

This is the second private message sent by the system.

Compared with the tone just now, there has been a subtle change.

...At least I can use honorifics.

"Dear player."

"At present, a highly dangerous foreign object has been retrieved in your backpack. It is recommended that you remove it immediately. If you do not remove it on time, it may lead to containment collapse."

"Please update the system patch within 1 hour, otherwise you will bear the consequences."

Soon, this private letter and the previous one went to the trash can and fell in love with each other.

Li Yinhang asked from the side: "Is the countdown still going?"

Nan Zhou closed the panel: "Continue sending."

The "high risk" that the system said is of course true.

It was so dangerous that the system spent 40 hours in a row to apply the update patch, just to reasonably prevent Nanzhou from carrying it into the rest point.

Such a strong reaction conveyed a message to Nanzhou:

Unlike the item system that is forbidden to be used once entering the five rest points of Rust City, Zhijin, Old City-State, Homeland Island, and Squirrel Town, in the original setting of the game, the dungeon boss is not considered an item.

It can even be regarded as completely ignored by the programmer... some kind of bug.

Therefore, at the rest point, it still has a great possibility to maintain its activity and lethality.

In view of this, Nanzhou University can place this treacherous door next to the only entrance of Squirrel Town, making it the "gate" of the town.

A false gate to hell that leads to death.

It will find a way to survive and take root, just as it naturally blends with the teaching building on the fifth floor of the east.

Its own characteristics are originally the purest malice without source, without reason, without detection.

Even Nanzhou couldn't confront the things inside the door head-on.

... If it weren't for the things inside the door to be disconnected from a door.

With its strength, it can wantonly obliterate and devour everyone who enters Squirrel Town accidentally through it.

And players who enter the town will be completely erased from the game without even knowing what happened.

People on other teams will forget them too.

This is the most clean and traceless method of killing.

Frankly speaking, from the very beginning, Nanzhou was not aimed at players who were confused and talked about by their series of operations.

What he gambled on was that the system would not allow him to do so.

If this matter is really done by Nanzhou, Nanzhou will fundamentally destroy one-fifth of the resting points.

In the face of maliciousness with no clues, no clues, no reason, and no rules, the balance of the game will be completely broken.

If "Cubic Ark" wanted to, they could even induce some high-scoring players to go to Squirrel Town to die.

At that time, the significance of the existence of the "Gravity" scoreboard and the meaning of the game rules will be destroyed and denied in all directions.

Faced with such a predicament, the controller behind the system is of course extremely anxious to get angry.

However, within the 8-hour time limit stipulated by Nanzhou, the system wanted to add new patches, which was obviously beyond its capabilities.

These 8 hours of games and countdowns are not for players to watch.

It was Nanzhou who used the world channel created by the system and showed the system face to face.

... Time is running out, hurry up and bid.

This is a blatant conspiracy.

The system is obviously paying attention to Nanzhou's movements.

Because the third private message was sent seamlessly.

"Dear player..."

Nan Zhou looked at the private letter, and vaguely saw the game maker's cheek biting and trembling.

"In view of the high value of rare materials in your backpack, you can go to specific locations for item trading and exchange."

"The exchange amount is 2000 points."

"The opportunity is rare, don't miss it~"

Nan Zhou thought, and changed to a more cute and well-behaved copywriter.

This wording can be said to have turned into the wind, immediately turning "highly dangerous" items into "rare materials with high value".

He read the third private letter over and over again.

After satisfying the interest of the unknown person who was secretly observing, he slipped his hand and mercilessly flew the private message into the trash can again.

Game Planner: "..."

Gan.

Day you ancestors.

When Nanzhou wrestled secretly with the system and kept vetoing its proposed exchange conditions, Li Yinhang, who had just sent a countdown, was talkative and asked Jiang Fang casually: "If the system really refuses to pay a lot of money to exchange the system with us, then How are we going to end it?"

Hearing her question, Jiang Fang turned his face away.

He's not in the right mood right now.

Because he just came down from a height.

Moreover, Nan Zhou's hand has not yet been held.

Jiang Fang's pale gray eyes were filled with gentle flickering light: "Then let it go."

His tone was so natural and gentle that Li Yinhang reacted for a while before realizing what he had said.

"Even if some players die, as long as we can win in the end, we can still be resurrected." Jiang Fang said with a very calm smile, "Isn't Yinhang's wish for all dead players to come back to life and return to the original point?"

A chill rushed directly to Li Yinhang's heart from the soles of his feet: "..."

Jiang Fang rolled his eyes slightly: "...just kidding."

She subconsciously took a step to Nan Zhou's side.

Nan Zhou, who had just dropped the private message, noticed Li Yinhang's movements, so he naturally protected her, and asked Jiang Fang sideways, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Fang blinked, looking very innocent and gentle.

...It's really nothing.

Li Yinhang just suddenly felt that Jiang Fang took off his mask for the first time just now, glanced at her with a half-smile, and then put it back on without a trace, hiding himself under the gentle perfection.

why.

...Probably because Nan Zhou was looking at him.

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