Players who originally wanted to wait and see again, but when they saw players from teams 7 and 8 who did not seem to be easy to get along with appeared in the town, they immediately changed their strategies and rubbed the soles of their feet.

Squirrel Town, which had nearly 2,000 players, was turned into an empty town in just three hours at an unimaginable speed.

The timer seems to have no intention of stopping.

Seeing the shadow of the sun moving across the center, the players checked the counting cards at the door and determined that all irrelevant players had been removed.

Due to the excessive silence in this fairy tale town, which is usually overcrowded, even the corners of the mouths of the cartoon sculptures on the roadside that are raised to an exaggerated degree have an unspeakable evil meaning.

Petroleum-Fang Mian: People are almost gone.

Director-Zhi Xun: The one who "built the ark", come out.

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

Three teams unanimously invited "Ark Li".

Different attitudes, but the same purpose.

In their understanding, the so-called 8-hour grace period is just a ploy by "Li Ark" to create mystery.

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

The three parties waited patiently for more than a minute.

Waiting for something to come——

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

Everyone: "..."

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

Everyone has their own arrangements.

People from three or four teams each chose bars and restaurants to rest and replenish their nutrition.

8 hours, they can afford to wait.

The other teams did not communicate with each other, but dispersed in the town with tacit understanding, searching for possible locations for the "cubic ark".

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

The rest thought that Squirrel Town was so big that it was extremely stupid to waste energy on such a thing by searching for nothing.

Searchers believe that spending time resting is a waste of resources.

The coordinate system of the "Cube Ark" is clearly in Squirrel Town, and Li Yinhang has to tell the time every five minutes.

As long as the Q version of the squirrel head next to this person's name remains, there will be no fear of "Li Ark" and the others running away from the town.

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

Both sides tacitly insult each other: Big fool.

The players in Squirrel Town were left to their own devices, which made those on the outside become impetuous.

More and more people started to make fun of Yangzi.

——A turtle with a shrunken head!

——Why do you have to wait 8 hours? Is it just a joke?

——"Cube Ark" may not necessarily have duplicate creatures, right? This is everyone's guess, right?

——That is, when someone reports the number, a bunch of fools will be coaxed to run here and there~

The people on the island were not irritated by Li Yinhang, an emotionless time machine, but they were all very angry by these noisy and shady guys on the World Channel.

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

If you find the Li Yinhang who "made the Ark", regardless of male or female, give him a good beating first!

…

On a small platform among the clusters of crystal spiers of the Castle Cinema, Jiang Fang stood with his arms folded on the end far away from the edge of the platform.

Like Nanzhou, he has not updated the game interface.

But the current situation is almost completely consistent with what he and Nanzhou deduced.

So Jiang Fang wants 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 expression. The moment the system time pointed to the exact number, he moved his fingertips and sent out the countdown that had been edited and reviewed many times.

She performs her role with utmost fidelity.

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

Li Yinhang was confused: "Ah? What?"

Her eyes focused on the vicious words that passed quickly, and then she realized Jiang Fang's direction.

She waved her hand nonchalantly: "Hey, what's this?"

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

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

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

When the uncle called for the first time, he was quite kind and very confusing: "Can I withdraw money in Huize with my card?"

Li Yinhang replied: "What is your name and bank card number..."

The uncle was extremely vigilant: "Why should I tell you? Just tell me if I can get it."

Li Yinhang had no choice but to abandon his rhetoric: "Hello, it's okay."

She also made a very inappropriate comment: "Yunnan is an integral 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? We can provide you with consultation here."

As a result, the uncle instantly became furious and scolded Li Yinhang, as if what she asked was not his card number but his bank card password.

Li Yinhang was scolded for half an hour and could not recover.

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

Still the uncle.

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

In order to allow the uncle to get the money, Li Yinhang swore the good reputation of his ancestors for eighteen generations.

The uncle finally gave in his bank card number reluctantly.

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

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

Recalling all the events in the past, Li Yinhang felt that it was as far away as a lifetime ago.

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

His fingers grasping his arm caused large areas of fabric to sag.

Jiang Fang's overall posture is deliberately whitewashed to hide the relaxation from the human eye.

But only he himself knew how tense his muscles were, and how his ears were filled with the subtle, tooth-aching sound of vines shaking.

Every time he stood at 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 between life and death.

No one came to rescue.

No one paid attention.

unmanned……

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

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

Reason was like the piece of soil that his father had 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 bone sound rang out, Jiang Fang's theory that was almost out of control also came back at the same time.

His heart palpitated, and when he turned around, he happened to look into Nan Zhou's quiet eyes with a hint of surprise.

Nanzhou clicked and connected the wrist that was removed by Jiang Fang.

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

Nanzhou said: "It's safe. Everyone in the castle has left and is heading east to the Tin Soldier Road. Let's go down."

They had already estimated the current situation.

In fact, there were fewer people coming to Squirrel Town than Nan Zhou and Jiang Fang originally expected.

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

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

As a last resort, they retreated to the central castle and hid in a blind spot among the castle spires.

"sorry."

After putting down the hidden attic stairs that they had hidden, and returning to the interior of the castle, Nan Zhou walked side by side with Jiang Fang, walking down the rotating crystal staircase while talking to Jiang Fang.

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

Jiang Fang: "I don't think I told you..." I'm afraid of heights.

Nan Zhou turned his face and looked at Jiang Fang, blinking in confusion: "Do you need to tell me?"

Jiang Fang's heart felt soft and sour.

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

Before the question ended, Nan Zhou raised his hand.

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

Jiang Fang caught the opportunity and was not embarrassed at all. He gently rubbed Nan Zhou's back and moved up, then naturally put his arm on his shoulder: "What did you say?"

Nan Zhou’s words were concise and to the point: “…the price has increased.”

About an hour and a half ago, Nanzhou's backstage received a very serious official statement.

The content is straightforward, and it can basically be summed up as follows: At present, we have launched a task of instant updates and benefits. If you update now, you can not only get 500 points, but also get a random prop. The highest prop level can reach S level.

I hope you will not be ignorant of praise.

Nan Zhou read the private message and threw it into the trash can without thinking.

The highest prop level can reach S level, which means the worst level can reach D level.

Nanzhou will not suffer this disadvantage.

This is the second private message sent by the system.

Compared with just now, the tone of voice has undergone subtle changes.

...At least I can use honorifics.

"Dear player."

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

"Please update the system patch within 1 hour, otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences."

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

Li Yinhang asked from the side: "Are you still sending out the countdown?"

Nan Zhou closed the panel: "Continue sending."

The "high risk" mentioned by the system is certainly true.

It was so dangerous that the system spent 40 hours in a row patching it, just to reasonably prevent Nan Zhou from carrying it into the resting point.

Such a strong reaction sent a message to Nan Zhou:

Unlike the prop system that is prohibited from being used once you enter the five rest points of Rust City, Paper Gold, Old City State, Home Island, and Squirrel Town, in the original settings of the game, dungeon bosses do not count as props.

It can even be regarded as a bug that has been completely ignored by programmers... some kind of bug.

Therefore, at the resting point, it is still very likely to maintain its activity and lethality.

In view of this, Nanzhou could place this strange door next to the only entrance of Squirrel Town and make it the "door" of the town.

A false door to hell leading to death.

It will find a way to survive and take root, just like it naturally integrates with the East Fifth Floor teaching building.

Its own characteristics are inherently sourceless, unreasonable, undetectable, and the purest malice.

Even Nan Zhou couldn't stand up to the things inside the door.

...if only the thing inside the door had to be disconnected from the door.

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

Players who enter the town will be completely erased from the game without even knowing what is happening.

People on other teams will also forget about them.

This is a very clean and traceless method of killing.

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

What he was betting on was that the system wouldn't allow him to do this.

If Nanzhou really did this, Nanzhou would have fundamentally destroyed one-fifth of the resting points.

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

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

At that time, the meaning of the "Gravity" standings and the meaning of the game rules will be completely destroyed and negated.

Faced with such a dilemma, the operators behind the system were of course extremely anxious and angry.

However, within the 8-hour time limit specified by Nanzhou, the system wanted to add new patches, but it was obviously unable to do so.

These 8 hours of gaming and countdown are not for players to watch.

It was Nanzhou who personally created the world channel using the system, and showed it to the system in person.

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

This is a most blatant conspiracy.

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

Because the third private message was sent seamlessly.

"Dear player..."

Nan Zhou examined the private letter and vaguely saw the game maker's cheeks that were biting and trembling.

"Since there are valuable rare materials in your backpack, you can go to specific locations to trade and exchange items."

"The redemption amount is 2,000 points."

"This is a rare opportunity, don't miss it~"

Nanzhou thought, and changed the copywriting to a cuter one.

This wording can be said to have changed like the wind, and immediately turned a "highly dangerous" item into a "highly valuable rare material."

He read the third private message again and again.

After arousing the interest of the unnamed person who was secretly observing, he slipped his hand and flew the private message into the trash can again without mercy.

Game planner: "..."

Gan.

Your ancestors.

While Nanzhou was secretly wrestling with the system and kept rejecting the exchange conditions proposed by it, Li Yinhang, who had just finished sending a countdown, casually asked Jiang Fang: "If the system is really unwilling to spend a lot of money to exchange the system with us, then what?

How do we finish this?"

Hearing her question, Jiang Fang turned his face.

His current mood is not quite right.

Because he just came down from a high place.

And he hasn’t yet held Nan Zhou’s hand.

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

His tone was so natural and gentle that Li Yinhang took a moment to react before he realized what he had said.

"Even if some players die, as long as we win in the end, they can still be resurrected." Jiang Fang said with an extremely calm smile, "Isn't Yinhang's wish that all the dead players come back to life and everything returns to where it started?"

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

Jiang Fang's eyes slightly curved: "...I'm just kidding."

She subconsciously took a step away from Nan Zhou.

Nan Zhou, who had just lost the private message, noticed Li Yinhang's movements and naturally protected her, turning sideways and asking Jiang Fang: "What's wrong?"

Jiang Fang blinked his eyes, looking very innocent and gentle.

...It's really nothing.

Li Yinhang just suddenly felt that Jiang Fang had just taken off the mask that belonged to him for the first time, looked at her with a half-smile, and quickly put it on without leaving any trace, hiding himself under the gentle perfection.

Why.
Chapter completed!