At the end of the day, by summoning players to become gods

Seeing the scene of Jiang Feng waiting for the non-existent land and standing alone in the same place, Bai Ye also felt a bit of sadness in his heart.

He is the strongest blade in the empire, and he has made countless contributions to the empire.

But in the end, he was reduced to a zombie.

He personally beheaded and killed an unknown number of people he wanted to protect.

How pathetic!

Inadvertently observing the sad scene of the next player, Bai Ye turned off the ability.

Even if he has no contact with the empire, even if he has never seen that technologically powerful country, at this moment he inevitably empathizes with the players and is immersed in this inextricable sadness.

After holding her fingertips on the bridge of her nose for a long time, Bai Ye finally took a deep breath and slowly opened her eyes.

...I am afraid that through this series of events, the players have now finally confirmed the fact that the game is the future. Before long, they will hold a meeting and report the results to everyone.

It is estimated that the colonel will take action in these two days.

Bai Ye knew how much the colonel was obsessed with the suspected emperor's tomb, and now that he had discovered the secret of the game with a high probability, the other party would definitely want to explore it even more, so Bai Ye took out the emperor's notebook that had been stored for a long time, thinking Now it's time for the colonel to find out the truth once and for all.

Everything will happen naturally, and the world will move forward on its own without Bai Ye's promotion.

Bai Ye had a hunch that maybe the so-called X virus would break out in reality soon, and the time left for the colonel was running out.

The colonel did not keep him waiting for a long time. After getting familiar with the training for a period of time, he prepared more than 30 men and finally decided to form a team to go to the emperor's tomb.

And at the same moment they set off, Bai Ye used teleportation, moved one step ahead to the emperor's study, and put the notebook back on the original shelf.

After doing all this, he finally looked at the outdated environment with nostalgia, teleported back to the church again, and used the mirror to observe the movements of the colonel and others in real time.

Not knowing that someone had arranged everything in advance, the colonel led his subordinates to the mausoleum in an orderly manner.

Along the way, like a neatly divided army, they marched forward in unison, and opened their weapons as soon as they encountered zombies.

The first-level zombies are attacked by the outermost players, and the second-level zombies form a four-person team to besiege. Such an efficient attack and long-term training quickly swept away all the zombies and came to the mausoleum.

The gate of the mausoleum is still the ground that was blasted by the players. The colonel jumped in nimbly, and organized the other subordinates to land in an orderly manner one by one after confirming that there was no danger.

Although the zombies in the mausoleum were basically killed, the colonel still held a vigilant attitude and asked his subordinates to divide into two teams, one on the left and one on the right to push open the door.

Quickly flashed into the house, but did not see the zombie figure, but the scene that came into view made the colonel more dazed and more familiar.

Because the vase display as soon as you enter the door is the favorite ornamental utensil of Emperor Raphael III in his life, and it is especially precious because it is rare.

Emperor Raphael III once showed off his collection for him, and this vase is one of them.

I subconsciously touched the texture of the vase, and it felt thick and delicate, which can basically be judged as genuine.

The colonel barely suppressed the astonishment in his heart, and continued to explore inside.

And the more he walked in, the more ups and downs he felt: the good rosewood is the favorite wood of Emperor Raphael III; the exquisite decoration around is the taste that Raphael III has carefully studied; A more heavy piece of utensil is a beautiful purple clay bowl.

It was obtained by the colonel inadvertently at the auction house, and it was specially given to Emperor Raphael III as a birthday gift.

At that time, Emperor Raphael III was very happy, and even ordered someone to engrave his name on it to show that it was a beloved thing.

But now, the colonel's expression was complicated as he touched the slightly blurred font but could clearly see the engraving traces.

This has almost reached a conclusion in his mind, because no one other than him and the emperor knows the origin of this bowl, and no one will know that there are small characters engraved here, everything seems to prove that this is not just a game. fact.

Holding the bowl in his hand, the colonel looked around at the dilapidated and dilapidated rooms, feeling a sudden sadness in his heart.

He has many feelings towards Emperor Raphael III, including admiration, gratitude, friendship, and regret, but in any case, he and Emperor Raphael III are more like friends than monarchs and ministers. When the revered emperor finally died in such a miserable place, his heart ached.

"Your Excellency, Colonel!" It wasn't until a subordinate found the notebook on the bookshelf and quickly presented it to him that the colonel calmed down and looked at the notebook.

He remembered that this was Raphaest III's favorite diary notebook in his life.

It seems that he was afraid that his privacy would be discovered, so Raphaest III often used uncommon paper and pen to write.

And the handwriting at the beginning made the colonel feel at ease again.

This is the emperor's handwriting, exactly the same as what he saw.

He settled down and continued to read his notes.

[I, Emperor Raphael III, am trapped here]

【This may be my burial place, I will die with regret and sorrow, and fall into the abyss with all the people who have passed away in pain】

……

After reading to the end, the colonel stared heavily at the passage, as if he could still see the fear, remorse and pain of Emperor Raphael III when he was about to die.

The notebook records the outbreak of virus x, the emperor's arrogance, and the rapid spread of events in just a few days...

Only through this small notebook, the colonel witnessed an empire from prosperity to destruction.

All because of the rapid spread of the virus.

"Is that so..."

The colonel couldn't help muttering: "So as long as the virus is under control, all disasters will be solved?"

"But something invisible and intangible like a virus... how to detect it in advance and curb its spread?"

Obviously, this is a difficult thing to do.

The colonel let out a small breath, only to feel that all the burdens were on his body, making him unable to breathe.

The crisis is approaching, but he has nowhere to escape.

No, it is impossible for him to escape, he is the guardian of the empire, he is the hero in the hearts of all the people, anyone can escape, but he must not escape!

After closing the notebook heavily, the colonel suddenly noticed that some pages were missing.

Sure enough, flipping through it casually, he saw that the first page left traces of being torn away, and it was nowhere to be found.

No... wait.

The Colonel was startled suddenly.

Everything in this room is very old, why is it that only this notebook is as new as if it has not experienced the precipitation of 300 years at all?

The colonel was puzzled. He cleverly found a subordinate in the team who had learned the ability of the transformation system, and asked him to use the [Appraisal] skill on the notebook.

Soon, the appraisal result came out: 【Emperor's Notebook (restored)】

The colonel was taken aback, guessing that someone saw the notebook one step ahead and repaired the contents?

This can explain why the last batch of players searched for so long, but no one was able to find the notebook.

Since it wasn't the notebook the player was looking for, it was—npc?

The figure of Bai Ye suddenly appeared in the colonel's mind, and he became more and more convinced that this matter should have something to do with the other party!

It was Bai Ye who put the restored truth in front of him, there could be no one else but him, but... what is his purpose?

The colonel's eyes glanced around unconsciously, and suddenly, his eyes fell on a corner above, his eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a bit of sharpness.

Obviously there was nothing there, but the colonel felt a hot gaze falling on him.

"Are you there?"

He whispered these five words softly.

But soon, the feeling of being stared at disappeared.

The colonel waited a moment, looking away in disappointment.

Without waiting for a response, he finally put the notebook in his pocket and continued to search for other useful clues.

And thousands of miles away, Bai Ye turned off the supernatural mirror, and heaved a sigh of relief: "Why is this person so sensitive, even my gaze can be felt."

God knows how happy he was when he watched the video with relish, but in the next second, he met the colonel's sharp eyes and almost fainted.

In the end, the words that the colonel asked him made him the first to be unable to bear the guilt, so he closed the video in advance.

Fortunately, it has been confirmed that the other party has obtained the notebook, and his goal has been achieved, so it is meaningless to read on.

"Did he already find out that I did it?"

Bai Ye said to himself with emotion: "As expected of him, he is already strong enough now, if he gets the bonus of strength, how strong will he be?"

He didn't expect the system to answer him, that is, to entertain himself, but unexpectedly, the system said: "He will become the strongest fighter."

"Perhaps, he may also become an eternal warrior."

eternal?

This word made Bai Ye very interested. The eternity that the system refers to refers to the state of zombies, or some other weird state?

No matter what it is, Baiye really wants to continue to observe, the colonel's future.

"I really want to know what his expression looks like when he sees himself in a zombie state. If you just play around, you should tell him?"

--A prophecy.

After the colonel returned to reality after investigating the mausoleum, he suddenly knocked on the door of his room just for fun.

He didn't even have time to let his subordinates report, so he rushed in in a hurry.

"cousin!"

His appearance alarmed the subordinates who were waiting in the colonel's mansion, and they almost drew their weapons.

Fortunately, the colonel quickly comforted them, frowned and scolded casually: "Why are you so ignorant of the rules, don't be so reckless next time!"

Playing casually is basically full of doubts about whether his cousin is alive, so he broke into the mansion without hesitation.

Now seeing his cousin standing there safe and sound, talking to him, his mood suddenly calmed down, and he couldn't help but walk up to the colonel in three or two steps, and stretched out his hand to grab his arm.

This pitiful look of attachment made the colonel a little dazed. After all, when did the cousin he knew show such a fragile posture?

Abnormal must have problems!

The colonel thought of the factors in the game almost immediately, waved away the subordinates around him, and brought casually Wanwan closer to the room.

"Tell me, what's going on?"

The colonel sat down on a chair and poured himself a glass of water for the casual play.

Wanwan sat across from him with a dazed expression, holding a hot cup of water in his hand.

After a long time, he opened his mouth and said: "We have found many clues to prove that "Survival of the Doomsday" is not actually a game, but a real vision of the future."

Hearing this, the colonel immediately leaned forward: "Have you found your relatives among the zombies?"

"Yes, although the chance of encountering them is very small, about five or six people have recognized their family members by virtue of some characteristics." Casually pursed his lips, and glanced at the colonel quietly, wondering if he should Tell your cousin what you see.

He subconsciously squeezed the optical brain in his right hand, and there was also a screenshot of the colonel's zombie that he had taken to testify.

"How's the status of the players?" The colonel frowned in thought, failing to notice his small movements.

Casual play: "The players who found their relatives have collapsed and can no longer stay in the game. They are going offline to receive comfort from their relatives in reality. Other players who heard the news are still dubious, but they are all very confused."

The colonel can understand the psychology of these people. After all, most of the first batch of players who participated in the test are still students or have just graduated, and their minds are immature. When they see the terrifying scene of the future at first glance, there is a high probability that they will have psychological problems.

"Show them a psychiatrist if necessary. You should hold gatherings to conduct research. Then observe their state and tell me if there is anything wrong." The colonel quickly made a judgment, and then raised his eyes to casually play.

However, the casual play that came into view was very strange, his expression seemed hesitant or tangled, his lips were pale and pursed into a straight line, which was quite different from his usual chic appearance.

So the colonel was finally convinced that his cousin also had certain psychological problems.

"Tell me, who did you see?"

The colonel asked casually in an orderly tone.

Casually shaking his palm, he looked at him with a complicated gaze. Two seconds later, he suddenly raised the optical brain on his wrist and clicked.

The colonel looked along his optical brain, playing casually but couldn't help but confirm: "Do you really want to see it?"

The Colonel gave him a look that was talking nonsense.

But the figure reflected in the light brain's image made him freeze on the spot.

Because the very familiar saber is hung in his study and wiped every day.

Because that straight back and well-proportioned body are the images reflected in his mirror every day.

——"So that's how it is."

The colonel's heart felt sour for a moment, but he couldn't help but suddenly realized.

No wonder my cousin, who has always been fearless, showed such an expression. It turned out that it was all because of this zombie.

And this zombie...is him.

He looked at casually playing, feeling a little helpless in his heart.

After a while, the corners of her lips curled up in a warm arc that made people cry.

Then he stood up, stretched out his hand affectionately, and patted casually on the top of his head.

"Don't worry, I'm here now, living in front of you."

The power of that palm seemed to be able to be transmitted to Wanwan's heart, causing Wanwan to close his eyes, and there was only peace in his heart.

"The reality is in your hands, so what is there to be afraid of?"

"Those are just illusions of the future."

"In any case, we have predicted the future in advance, so we can prepare for the future. I believe that such a future will never come!"

Following the colonel's sonorous and forceful words, Wanwan blinked his eyes in a trance, and couldn't help but look up at him:

"The future...will it really not come true?"

"Well." The colonel nodded firmly, "Now we know everything. On the premise of knowing everything, will you repeat the same mistakes?"

Casual Wanwan's answer was the same as his, and his face finally turned rosy obviously.

After a while, I suddenly realized: "Have you been to the ruins, knowing everything means... all the causes and consequences of things?"

"Yes." With his expectant eyebrows, the colonel smiled and nodded.

It was also unexpected for him to get the information so quickly.

"From now on, I have to make preparations in all aspects in reality." The colonel calmly analyzed the current situation, "I need to quickly organize an army to deal with this unprecedented predicament. You also need to inform other players to prepare as soon as possible , Try to level up in the game as much as possible to improve our own strength, we may need their help."

Speaking of this, the colonel couldn't help but feel a little emotional. Who would have thought that the people their empire could rely on in the end would be this group of children playing games.

I'm afraid even this group of players didn't think about it, they just played the game casually, and they were given such a mission.

What weighed on them was the weight of the doomsday, and what they were carrying was the hope of the people of the entire empire. Jiang Feng hoped that they could survive the difficulties and work with him to find a solution to the crisis.

Although Jiang Feng didn't want the young children to face the cruel reality so quickly, there was no other way now.

Playing casually does not object to his intentions. Everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the country. Even if he has always been not interested in politics, he will stand up without hesitation at this time, stand in front of all the people, and protect them.

But he thought about those players who were on the verge of collapse, and his face showed a little embarrassment: "They...I'm afraid they won't be able to attack the zombies."

"As soon as they see a zombie, they will think that it may be our relatives and friends, and they will no longer be able to do it."

The colonel frowned, not quite agreeing: "These people are already dead and turned into zombies."

"I know, and they know, but there are some psychological barriers that cannot be easily overcome." Wan Wanwan shrugged helplessly.

So the Colonel stared at him and asked, "What about you?"

Casually Wanwan felt guilty for a while, and avoided looking: "I... can't beat the third-level zombies."

"That's not what I meant." His cousin stared at him with sharp eyes, as if he wanted to see his heart clearly, and asked calmly, "What I'm asking is, when you face my zombies, do you have any intentions?" The courage to fight?"

"Do you have the idea of ​​killing him to protect yourself?"

"Do you have the will to kill him so that he no longer threatens others?"

"Can you do it?"

……

Facing his questioning every single word, Casually Wanwan's head lowered bit by bit.

In fact, all the strength in his body was exhausted at that time, let alone facing it bravely, he couldn't even look at each other.

He defended palely: "But... that person is you."

"How could I... do something to my cousin?"

Seeing his appearance, the colonel shook his head wearily: "You still don't understand."

"My saber is for the protection of the people."

"My flesh and blood were built to guard the empire."

"When I turn my blade against the people, it's no longer me, but an impostor using my body."

"So, you should beat him, beat that impostor without hesitation."

"My belief as a soldier must never be tarnished! My pride as a colonel must never be insulted! I won't allow it, and neither will you, understand!"

At this moment, Casual Wanwan fully understood what his cousin meant.

He is the colonel of the empire, even if he dies, he will die with the glory of the empire!

The person who doesn't distinguish between good and evil but only knows how to wield a saber is no longer him. It's better to say that even existence is an insult.

The colonel does not allow things to tarnish his glory, and as his cousin, he should protect what he cherishes together.

"……I understand."

Casually Wanwan nodded slowly, and when he raised his head again, the confusion in his eyes was no longer there, "I know what I should do now."

"Very good." The colonel patted him on the shoulder in relief, his eyes were full of joy for his cousin's growth.

But soon, he remembered that among the players, there might be many people who like to dig into the horns just like Casually Wanwan just now.

But they can't escape forever, they have to face it bravely.

Therefore, the colonel hastily decided: "I will also attend the next meeting."

"It's time to tell them the truth about the game, the reason the future is doomsday."

"The empire needs their strength, they should cheer up as soon as possible and make preparations as soon as possible."

Casually Wanwan was stunned: "...Could it be too early, I'm afraid it will be difficult for them to accept the truth."

"I also really want them to grow up innocently in the game." The colonel shook his head helplessly, "But I guess, we don't have much time left."

That's why the torrent of fate pushes them to find the truth.

This is not just a guess, but a sixth sense that is almost predictable. Since the colonel's physical fitness has improved in an all-round way, he can sense the imminent crisis.

"I see." Casually Wan Wan also sighed, "I will try to organize them to hold a party as soon as possible."

The colonel smiled gratifiedly: "Then please."

Basically, in less than two days after the two chatted, more than 50 players made an appointment to meet again and went to Qianduo's home to gather.

It's just that last time they were laughing and teasing each other, but this time they all sat in silence, with unresolved sorrow on their brows.

As the host, Qian Duoduo was not in a good mood, but the atmosphere in the room was so weird, he still couldn't help coughing lightly, and said as cheerfully as possible: "Thank you for coming to my house again."

"I believe that through two weeks, many of you have found clues. I wonder if anyone is willing to share?"

……

Silence still spread in the huge room.

The players raised their heads, looked at me and looked at you, either they found nothing and had nothing to say, or they were completely ashamed and didn't want to expose their scars, but no one dared to speak up.

Qian Duoduo's smile became more and more stiff, and he couldn't bear to look at the blank space on the side.

Although Blank didn't find any clues, he was very curious about the truth of the game. He thought there would be a heated discussion today, but the reality surprised him.

He just wanted to stand up first and persuade everyone to speak freely, but unexpectedly, Casual Wanwan, who has always been more Buddhist, took the initiative to say this time: "I met my cousin, he is a third-level zombie."

As soon as these words came out, everyone focused on him.

Playing casually, as if he didn't see the shock and suspicion in their eyes, he turned on the light brain and projected it on the wall.

Then, the tall and straight figure holding the saber standing in place was displayed in front of all the players.

"This is……?!"

Because the man's face was only a little dark, and other parts were intact, everyone could tell who the man above was at a glance.

It was the Colonel's face they saw every day on the news!

"Your cousin is really the Imperial Colonel?!"

Qian Duoduo asked incredulously.

"I've told you many times." Casually Wanwan glanced at him speechlessly.

Qian Duoduo couldn't refute it, but they all thought it was a joke to play casually. After all, who would read such an awesome cousin in a calm tone, where is the pride, what is the pride, this sounds like It's fake!

"In short, he is now a level three zombie."

Feel free to play and put all the screenshots of the zombie hacking him one by one, in order to increase the credibility.

"Thanks to him, I was basically hacked to death seven or eight times. Fortunately, he had his own domain and escaped with difficulty."

Players who didn't get the information saw the real scene, and suddenly fell into disbelief and panic.

You can still hear their whispers when you play casually:

"Is it really the future?"

"How many people have found their relatives, I feel goosebumps!"

"Our future is doomsday... I don't want to accept such a future."

"It's a lie, it's definitely an easter egg of the game, right!"

……

"No, it's real! It's really the future!!"

At this time, a player suddenly cried out in pain. He was holding his head, the back of his white hand was bulging with blue veins, and his entire face was in pain and torture.

"I saw...it was my sister's zombie. She was wearing a unique little golden lock made in the country when she was born, and her name was engraved on it without anyone knowing! No matter how powerful the game production team is, it is impossible to know Her business! It's true, it must be true!"

Tears rolled down the corners of his eyes, and he choked up and sobbed: "This is our future, our future is full of despair, even we ourselves will become zombies!"

His words shocked everyone, and the players were terrified, and they didn't want to accept this reality.

They looked at each other, and spit out a sentence in fear: "Our future... is nothing but despair?"

"Why do we have to go through such a tragedy?"

……

Among them, only Blank stepped forward: "Can you show me the relatives you mentioned, I want to observe for myself."

What others say is still heard, Blank only believes in his own eyes.

I thought such a request was nothing, but I didn't expect the players to shake their heads desperately one by one, retreating as if trying to escape: "No, I don't want to enter the game anymore."

"When I think that the zombies we killed are unknown relatives around us, I no longer have the courage...to confront them..."

The players cried, and all of them lost their courage and faith.

The darkness and hesitation in their hearts continued to spread. They hid in the darkness and had no courage to move forward.

They are no longer the selves who simply like to play games, they have... can't go back.

——until a voice rang in their ears.

"Did you just give up like this?"

"Are you ready to accept this future?"

The players raised their heads in confusion, their pupils shrank suddenly.

A familiar figure appeared in the field of vision.

That was exactly the figure they saw just now, and that was the figure they had seen countless times on the news!

——The Colonel of the Empire was walking in front of them dignifiedly, with his back straight like a pine cypress, his sharp gaze shot into their eyes, and he asked calmly and word by word:

"Answer me, what are your real thoughts!"