Incredible Games [Unlimited]

"Everyone lean back against the wall! Stay away from me before serving food!" The angel in protective clothing knocked on the iron bucket and complained, "Who wants to enter this devil-filled cell? The post where the food is served, my wings will be dyed gray by your devilish energy!!"

Most of the prisoners here are small and non-aggressive little monsters. They stick to the corner very cooperatively when they want to eat. The angel then walked over to the cells one by one. According to the number of prisoners, one per person, with a long-handled ladle Scoop up the clear beads in the bucket and drop them in.

Meng Fu stared at the beads that fell in from the railing, about the size of a fist, bouncing twice on the ground like a pinball and then rolling for a certain distance, but it was not stained with dust at all, and it was still crystal clear when it stopped.

After the angel left the railing in front of her, the two little things next to her hurried over with hands and feet. The two scythes picked up the transparent beads on the ground, and happily shook their tentacles to start gnawing.

After nibbling on their own hands, they licked their tiny red tongues, carefully looked at the remaining bead on the ground, and then at Meng Fuyou.

"You guys split it up, I won't eat this." Meng Fuyou said.

After getting permission, the two sickle-handed NPCs happily shouted a few times as if to thank them, and then quickly cut the beads in half and ate them.

Meng Fuyou squatted down slightly, making her eyes level with them, "You can understand me, right?"

Since they can understand and let them eat, they can communicate.

The two sickle hands hiccupped and nodded towards her.

"What is this place? Why were you locked up by the angel?" Meng Fuyou asked again.

One of the sickle hands chirped, and Meng Fuyou vaguely heard a few words that were not fluent. After realizing it, there was no language barrier, but the two NPCs in front of him might be too young to express themselves well, so It was just humming and chirping.

She probably understood a few key words from it: Angel's prison, arresting the little friend, shutting down, and wanting to go home.

It's the same as if she didn't hear it, she would have guessed it without saying it.

Meng Fuyou rubbed her forehead, it seemed that she couldn't ask any more questions, she was not going to waste time on them, she turned around and was going to go out first to look for clues, when she saw Nan Jingcheng coming from the corridor from afar.

The man was observing the surroundings from left to right, and obviously saw her, and immediately walked towards her, and framed the two metal railings in the Vientiane traction. With a slight movement of his fingertips, the railings were forcibly bent to both sides by the horizontal gravity, twisting. There was a hole that could pass through.

After Meng Fuyou came out, Nan Jingcheng straightened the railing and restored it in the same way.

It's not that he's afraid of being spotted by the patrolling angels, but the task mechanism is still unclear, and he doesn't want to release the NPC by mistake.

I was locked in the cell just now with a limited angle, and I could only see a nearby area. Now that I came out, I can see that the corridor is at least a hundred meters long. There are neat cells on both sides, and all kinds of strange NPCs are locked inside. , long-horned, long-winged, soft-bodied, all kinds of shapes, the only thing in common is that the skin color of these NPCs is very dark.

"Did you come out of the cell or came in directly in the corridor?" Meng Fuyou raised her head and asked him.

"Come out of the prison cell. This is the prison where angels keep demon creatures from hell." Nan Jingcheng pinched her earlobe habitually and said, "And when I came here just now, I met a prison guard who looked like a patrolling prison guard." An angel NPC, and a black-skinned NPC hiding in the corner of the wall, it should have come out by itself."

Nan Jingcheng raised his chin towards the cell, and continued: "I just observed that all the demon-seeded NPCs locked in the cell had task marks on their hands, but the one that ran out did not. "

Hearing this, Meng Fuyou's eyebrows and eyes moved slightly. When I was in Mermaid Island before, all the mermaids were imprisoned, but no matter whether they were locked in the water tank or the red-tailed mermaid Ella who ran out by herself, there were mission NPC signs on their hands. That's why it can be determined that the character in that scene is to rescue the mermaid.

Nan Jingcheng nodded on the back of his hand, "Moreover, what's interesting is that the prison guard angel NPC also has a mark on his hand, which is an orange nine-petal sunflower."

"Angels and these imprisoned demon NPCs are obviously opposites, but both sides have mission marks in their hands, and the flower shapes are different..." Meng Fuyou continued to think along his words, and the imprisoned demons The character marks on his hands are all black and gold flowers of the other side.

"I see, these are basically two kinds of tasks, that is to say, players may have been divided into two camps according to some unknown rules."

"I think so too." Nan Jingcheng nodded in agreement, "So you can't rush to find the mission first, you have to try to figure out which camp you are in first."

Somewhere in the prison, a fat man with red curly hair was squatting in front of the cell, his mouth was tilted, his cheeks were puffy, and he seemed very distressed.

"Tsk, who is it?" He squatted and moved to the side bit by bit, like a fat crab, moved past one cell and then another, and then sat cross-legged on the ground in agitation, talking to the inside A one-eyed demon NPC stared wide-eyed.

The curly-haired little fat man glanced at the water drop pattern on his wrist. When he came in, there were three of them, but now there are only two left, because he got a demon-seeded NPC out of the cell just now, thinking that this was the mission, As a result, as soon as the monster came out of the prison, the surrounding scene was scattered and reorganized back to a few seconds ago, and one of the water droplets on his hand disappeared.

After the scene was reorganized, the black-skinned demon NPC he rescued disappeared.

In other words, the water drop mark on his hand is likely to be the same as in the initial mission, and it represents an opportunity for error tolerance. He saved the wrong person just now.

"Who is the right one to save? You all look very strange, and you don't have any hints at all. I have to pick and choose." The little fat man sighed, and the one-eyed NPC who was looking at him from the railing jumped up. He murmured twice, and the little fat man understood, but he was not convinced: "You fart, I'm cute."

"It seems that one of the water drop marks on your hand is missing."

A woman's voice came from behind. The little fat man turned his head and looked over. There were two people standing there, a man and a woman. All other people are enemies, so the little fat man smiled and replied: "Yes, just now I completed a task, and this one disappeared. It is estimated that this task must be done three times in a row to be completely completed."

"Oh, I'm going to find the keys, you guys do your best too." The little fat man patted the dust on his buttocks, hummed a little tune and left.

After he left, Nan Jingcheng said, "The credibility is not high."

"Trust him." Meng Fuyou snorted, "I asked the puppet deacon before, this mark is the communication certificate of the city of the sky, and it must be something that must be preserved. I have seen similar things in the initial mission. The model should represent the number of fault tolerance."

"Actually..." Nan Jingcheng seemed to have suddenly thought of something, and tried to say: "If our guess is correct and the players have indeed been divided into two camps, from entering the arena to entering the random scene task During this period of time, there were no gathering events, so there are only two possibilities, either the game directly assigns them randomly, or...the assignment has already been made in the initial mission."

The man looked at Meng Fuyou and said, "I think the latter is more likely."

At this time, the two of them paused at the same time, and the skylark they sent out to watch was warning, and there were people coming from the front and rear corners, and they were two patrolling prison guard angels.

The corridor is a big pass, and there is no place to hide people at a glance. Nan Jingcheng once again used the Vientiane traction to bend the railing of the cell, and the two of them got in and then recovered. Anyway, the demon NPCs locked inside are very docile and quiet. It doesn't matter if you shrink in the corner.

The prison guard angel held a long baton in his hand, and after turning around the corner, the patrol with a normal look passed by their cell.

These angel NPCs serving in prisons are all wearing protective clothing made of transparent materials, but their wings have also been eroded by varying degrees of magic energy and have changed color. Two prison guard angels greeted each other with raised hands, and one of them said: "Hey , buddy, you have to pay attention to protection, the color of your wings seems to be gray to the root of the feathers."

The other replied: "Yes! I'm going to take a dip in the Tianchi Lake after my shift today to purify the demonic energy. I hope it can relieve it, but I'm so worried."

The two prison guard angels had sunflower marks on their hands, and after meeting each other, they left. Meng Fuyou looked out through the gap in the railing, "It seems that we are the same as these demon NPCs from the perspective of the angels. "

The appearance of Meng Fuyou and Nan Jingcheng as human beings is very different from these black monsters, and the clue can be seen at a glance, but just now one of the prison guard angels even looked at Meng Fuyou, and the other party saw a strange creature appearing in the cell, But nothing felt wrong.

Nan Jingcheng thought for a while and asked, "How did you do your initial mission?"

"In a semi-open-air palace, a seraph hid a child, and then a man came to arrest him..." Meng Fuyou realized that the little boy was Solomon's newly born devil king, and she Helping the demon king avoid Ares' pursuit, "I know, I belong to the demon camp."

Meng Fuyou: "If we divide it in this way, then everyone's initial task content is the same, but there are at least two ways to complete it, either take the little boy Jakress out together, and Nefidi's brother who comes in later should It is Ares, helping him to catch Jakles can also complete the task, but in that case, he will be assigned to the angel camp."

"Smart." Nan Jingcheng raised the corners of his lips, and continued, "I also belong to the demon camp, so the two of us entered the mission and ended up in the prison. The birth point of the angel camp should be different from ours."

Meng Fuyou quickly sorted out the current known information, and came to a conclusion: "So that curly-haired little fat man has already used up an opportunity for error tolerance, and he probably misunderstood the task mark on the demon's hand. In the end, the demon was released, but in fact he belongs to the angel camp, and saving the demon should be our task."