Hurry up and make money, or you will be banned!

The current situation of the church cannot be described as "chaos".

The church did distribute dinner, but that was a few hours ago.

Moreover, due to Xuelu's "kind" reminder, the nuns were very frightened of the outside world and were very frugal. They only made rough vegetable porridge, paired with the leftover black bread from the service, and distributed them to those stranded in the church.

People who got cheap thanks to the nuns and priests one after another. Since the portion is not much and there is not much left, no one will go to the hospital to tell others that there is food in the church.

The well-fed natives and the players gathered together in twos and threes to discuss plans or explore the church to find clues. When they suddenly saw twenty or so people rushing towards the church, they were all dazed.

Hearing again, this group of people came only after hearing the "good-hearted people" say that the church gave out food, and they were even more confused.

——Which cerebral palsy can do something like "calling others to share when I don't have enough to eat"? !

The people in the church looked at each other in blank dismay, and the plastic relationship that they were happily working together broke down immediately. For a while, everyone looked at each other like idiots who "leaked secrets".

"Is it you! I saw you sneaking out just now, and you really tipped off the news!"

"Fart! I'm going out to find the toilet! Don't be the villain to sue first. Didn't you also go out the back door with two people?"

"...Only you can go to the toilet and not let others go to the toilet?!"

"Who are you lying to? Think I'm stupid? I'll be back in 5 minutes, and it takes you 40 fucking minutes to go to the bathroom?"

"Have you ever seen someone constipated? Fuck me!!!"

The two strong men performed free kicks on the spot, and those who watched the show hurriedly fought, and four talents were dispatched to subdue them.

"Is now the time for internal fighting!" An old lady was heartbroken, "All foreign enemies are coming!"

Isn't it true, that group of people who don't know where they heard the news of the meal here are besieging the priest and nun.

This group of people came with huge expectations, but they were all in vain. Naturally, their attitudes were extremely bad.

——Especially when I saw the big porridge bucket in the corner that I hadn't put away in time, the evil fire in my stomach came up all of a sudden.

The leader with a beer belly cursed loudly: "You lied to us that we have nothing to eat, what is that rice bucket in the corner! Think we are blind!"

"You're still a clergyman. Doesn't your conscience not condemn you?"

The old nun was almost pushed and fell down, the young nun's eyes were red from being scolded, and the thin girl shouted: "Calm down! There are only so many people in the church, how can you prepare so many meals?" !"

It doesn't matter if she doesn't explain, people will get angrier when she explains.

We don’t suffer from few but suffer from inequality. Why do they suffer from starvation and fear in the hospital, and are threatened by the doctors and nurses superiorly? They look like beggars begging for food, but the people in the church have food, so they are so happy? !

Just because you found the wrong place to take shelter from the rain?

A one-eyed man kicked the poor nun away: "Go away! Who knows if you bitch is telling the truth! Brothers, they must have hidden other food, they just don't want to give it to us, find it!"

"Impressive-sounding clergymen, ha, the outside world is like this and you still believe in religion, will your shit God save you!"

The human wall surrounded by the thin nuns was washed away, and the little nun was almost trampled on. It was the priest who had quick eyesight and quick hands to fish them out to avoid injury.

They had never been treated like this before, and the nuns who had been devout and charitable all their lives shed tears: "God, what happened to this...how can people be so vicious..."

Father Albert remained expressionless, but he comforted the nuns in a soft voice: "They will suffer retribution."

Before the words fell, a sudden change occurred.

The leader, Cyclops, and the other two young men fell to the ground unexpectedly, and their bodies hit the ground one after another, making heavy muffled sounds.

"Fuck, someone sneak attack!"

Others in the hospital rushed to help the man. It didn't matter if it was a help, a young man lost his composure and shouted: "They're out of breath! They're all gone! They're dead!"

died?

It only took two seconds from falling to helping someone, and sudden death didn't happen so quickly!And at the same time!Asymptomatic!

The few people who died were not the backbone of the trouble. The beer belly who had the loudest voice just now and the two aunts were all safe and sound.

So weird.

But human death is a wonderful thing, like a basin of ice water in the cold winter, directly waking up the arrogant crowd.

Most people who come to the hospital to grab food come with the mentality of "trying luck".

Didn't grab the meal, as expected, at most it was not very happy to be tricked.

And joining a group to make trouble is also because there are leaders rushing in front, thinking that they will shoot the first bird, and the sky will fall and hit the taller one, so they join in the trouble like others.

but now……

The beer belly who caused the most trouble had nothing to do with the aunts, but the three who only chimed in a few words died?

Then who dares to follow behind to make trouble!

In an instant, the timid people who joined in the fun retreated ninety-ninety, leaving only the beer belly and the aunt standing alone in the middle.

Beer bellies and aunts are like criminals executed in the street, being stared at with suspicion, contempt, disgust, and even "Why didn't you die?" No matter how good their mentality is, they can't hold it.

The beer belly was full of cold sweat: "What do you think we are doing, and, it's not us who killed people!"

For the church faction, it is a good thing for a large number of people.A believer said with a sneer: "If it weren't for you making trouble, would they die? If you want me to say, they deserve it! God has eyes!"

"you!"

"Hey, you are too vicious. What's the matter with the trouble? Is it serious enough to die? You are the only one who deserves to believe in religion, bah!"

After a disagreement, the two groups of people quarreled again, and the fear and anxiety that had nowhere to rest turned into anger and irritability.

On the one hand, they scolded "you will die early if you eat alone", and on the other side they scolded "you will also die suddenly later", but the voices of the two groups of people are getting higher and higher, and they are about to develop into a gang fight.

The people who were confused by the anger did not notice that there were more than a dozen people who had been hidden in the crowd from the beginning to the end, quietly gathered together, one was in the confession room and the other was at the back door.

They are players, and they are naturally clear about the "sudden death" that has no beginning or end - it has triggered the killing rule.

In the dimly lit confessional room, six people were crowded together.

A little nun, a priest, a volunteer, a gardener, two believers.

"What did they do?" The slender nun changed her weakness and narrowed her narrow phoenix eyes. "Have you observed carefully?"

The volunteer who looked like a college student shook his head: "Nothing special. It seems... all the players died? Is it because the killing rules don't apply to the natives, and they died because of trouble?"

The dark-skinned believer retorted him: "Although all the players died, there are at least five or six players involved in the trouble, and they are all alive and well."

"That is to say, the act of making trouble is not a rule of killing..." the gardener thought thoughtfully, "Then there is a high probability that the 'forbidden words' will be triggered."

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, carefully recalling what the dead player said should not be said.

But the scene was noisy at that time. In order to pretend to be an aboriginal, the players mixed in the crowd and cursed, it was difficult to tell who said which sentence.

The little nun said sharply: "I have a very clear impression that that dead one-eyed man scolded me with a dirty word."

She took the pen from the volunteers and wrote "smelly whore" in the notebook.

Father Albert nodded: "I heard that too, he did scold."

But the volunteer shook his head: "But the other two who died didn't swear at that. I can't tell who sweared at someone, but he was the only one who sweared at this word. There are three deaths that cannot be explained."

Prohibited words are more common in dungeons, and very few veteran players can't help cursing.

The little nun scratched her hair in dissatisfaction: "Okay..."

A group of people thought about it, and finally concluded: "The reason for cursing is likely to be the reason. Everyone must refrain from swearing. Similarly, since there are banned words settings, stop talking when you can."

The noise of the quarreling outside tended to slow down. A group of people could not huddle together for too long, and left the confession room in batches.

The players gathered by the back door were also discussing the killing rules, but they also failed to reach a conclusion.

But the backdoor players are not good at it.If eagle-eyed players look behind their ears, they'll spot the infamous Ouroboros tattoo in the main city, and run away from the plague gods—they're members of The Source!

The "source" who does not hesitate to harm his teammates and even kill NPCs in order to achieve his goals by any means!

Most of the members of "Yuan" are cruel and crooked bloodlines and godheads, such as ghouls, necromancers, gods of the Aztec system, and demons of the Christian system.It is said that the boss of "Yuan" is the "Lord of the Sun" of the Aztec system, and he likes to eat raw human flesh.

His moral bottom line is low and his behavior is vicious. In the main city, as long as "source" is mentioned, he will avoid it, for fear of getting into trouble and adding bad luck.

Their members do not care about the outrageously low reputation, even take pride in it.

But now, Yuan's members deceived seven natives into a confessional room on the pretext of "grabbing food in their hands and selling it to you cheaply".

"It's very simple to give you food," a man with half of his face covered with snake scales smiled, his voice soft, "you are swearing."

"Swearing... dirty words?" The native was puzzled by the man's strange request, "What do you mean?"

"Be obedient," the man with the ominous totem on his bald head viciously took out his dagger, "Don't swear, don't talk about food, I won't let you out alive!"

The natives were frightened, and cursed with trembling voices: "Stupid...cerebral palsy...no, uneducated..."

But the natives cursed over and over for two or three minutes under threat, but nothing happened.

"It doesn't seem to be swearing," the bald man asked in a low voice, "Is it really causing trouble?"

"It can't be a disturbance," Snake Scale said decisively, "It may be because... the killing rules don't work for the natives this time."

There are a large number of copies of the natives. Generally speaking, the killing rules of NPCs are universal.

If it is not universal, it will be too easy to distinguish between natives and players, or let players use it as a shield.

But there is also a downside, many morally corrupt players would be happy to use the natives to test the rules of killing, which is why the players don't kill the natives to reduce the number of people in the current food shortage.

But if the killing rule doesn't work for the aborigines... keeping these aborigines is simply a waste of food!

When the natives saw the two leaving them behind and whispering, their uneasiness grew stronger.For a while, he didn't dare to pursue food with these two people who were not easy to mess with at first glance, so he said submissively: "Well, if it's okay, let's go first?"

"Let's go?" Snake-scaled face slightly raised his eyes, and his feminine face squeezed out a gentle smile, "After you go out, you won't speak ill of us, will you?"

"No! Absolutely not!" The gray-haired old man trembled, "Don't worry..."

The snake scale face tilted his head thoughtfully, then shook his head: "I always feel that the mouth of a dead person is stricter. It's useless anyway, let's deal with it."

Receiving the cue from the snake-scale face, the bald man sneered, his five fingers shaped like eagle claws, and in the panic of the natives, black blood gushed out from between the fingers of the bald man, and in the next second, penetrated into the naked|exposed organs of the natives middle.nose, eyes, ears, mouth...

"Oh...it hurts! Help...!"

Just a few seconds later, the natives were scattered all over the ground in disgusting piles of thin skin wrapped around their bones, as if their blood had evaporated from their bodies.

The bald head seems to have absorbed the vitality in the blood, and the totem on the head is condensed with blood, dancing ominously.

At this moment, Snake Scale Face was already waiting at the door. He glanced at the miserable situation on the ground in disgust, and rolled his eyes: "A pile of stinky meat, it's disgusting... Can you tell me in advance next time?"

The bald head smiled flatteringly: "I'm sorry Brother Snake, pay attention next time, next time bet... eh!"

The five senses on the snake-scale face were extremely strong, and he noticed the moment the bald man's voice was not right.

In his astonished gaze, the bald man's eyes were wide open, but he fell straight to the ground without a sound, without uttering a cry of pain.

!!!

Bald violated the killing rules!

Snakescale face was thinking about what the bald man had done just now.He didn't curse anyone or make trouble, he just killed seven natives...

Snakescale face is well-informed, and soon realized: it was to kill the aborigines.

This is also the reason why he didn't do it himself, but let the bald man do it: Occasionally, there are dungeons that set the killing rules like this to protect the natives!

After seeing through a rule of killing by mistake, Snake Linlian was in a much better mood, and walked out the door with a smile.

As for the death of a teammate?Heh, there are more players who join "Yuan" while licking their cheeks. There are more fools like this who think they have a bright future than little white mice.

He greeted the other two "Yuan" members who were guarding the gate, and said lightly: "I found a rule for killing. Kill... more than 10 natives. Remember, don't kill too many people later."

The two members looked at each other and bowed respectfully: "Thank you Brother Snake." What they thought in their hearts was that they would stop after killing 5, so they didn't believe Brother Snake's nonsense.

Back in the church hall, I saw two imposing men talking to Father Albert.

Those two were tall and handsome, with the majesty of a superior in their eyebrows, and they were wrapped in white coats to add an abstinent charm.

Standing with the equally handsome priest, the hormones around the three of them rose exponentially, making Snake Scale's eyes brighten.

Snake Scale Face didn't remember that there were these two types of people in the top-ranked organization: newcomers, or strong ones among the scattered people?Is it indigenous?Oh my god, such a handsome native, this is a bonus dungeon!

Snake-scaled face sneaked around behind the crowd and looked at the three of them up close. The more they looked, the more handsome they were!He thought of the three male favorites he had raised, the comparison between heaven and earth, ugly and stupid, he immediately decided to kill them all when he went back.

"Please run this trip, vice president," the priest did not deliberately lower his voice, his tone was sad, but his eyes flashed with a smile, "I will keep order in the church. Speaking of food and other resources, you see Can the hospital support...?"

Huo Lvxing shook his head and interrupted him: "To be honest, I also have an unfeeling request for this trip. The hospital cafeteria caught fire, and all the reserved ingredients were burned. Does the church mean it...? "

"The vice president is too worried. The church does not have the habit of storing food. Do you think the hospital has any storage besides the cafeteria...?"

"Not at all. I remember churches often do communion. Should...?"

The player who eavesdropped saw that the two men did not disclose any useful information, and repeatedly argued, as if they were trying to make up the number of words, so they were speechless.

The meaningless conversation between the two was interrupted by the "prompt box" that popped up by the system.

[Xue Bao: Two players are involved in pornography next to me...]

[Little villain: Two players are involved in pornography next to me...]

!!!

The chat seemed to be under budget, and ended in a hurry with "Forget it if you don't have one." The two majestic men glanced at each other with disdain, and with elusive smiles, they strode away from the church.

"Are you in a hurry too?"

Huo Lvxing raised the corner of his mouth: "Yes. Go help the little daredevil. What about you?"

Xie Huating had a smile in his eyes: "My little brother needs me, it's really worrying."

"You are really kind to my brother," Huo Lvxing nodded approvingly, "You are very responsible."

"You are also good to your teammates," Xie Huating replied modestly, "Unity and friendship."

The two walked through the front door one by one and the back door by the other, holding up a big black steel umbrella and walking into the declining rainy night.

Listening to the raindrops hitting the umbrella, Huo Lvxing thought to himself, idiot, you have raised a father Baonan and you love to show off so much, I'm afraid that others will not know that you are a Fudimo.

Xie Huating thought to himself, mentally retarded, he took a trash teammate to wipe his ass, lest others would not know that you brought a girl.

The author has something to say: Xuexue: Ah Choo!Ah Choo! ! !Who is scolding me?By the way, why are the helpers not here yet...

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