818、Naka Yu's First Experience in the Western Continent
Black Spider is online.
She is the executioner of the Judgment Organization under the Storm Duke and the supreme commander of the secret intelligence agency. Naturally, she still has many things to do in the real world.
The previous shooting down of the King's Landing Air Fortress has not been completely resolved to this day, and technical investigation is still continuing.
Although the air fortress crashed, the system was forcibly erased, and the raging fire burned everything inside, there are still many doubts: there are no corpses inside. The real "President" has confirmed that every time a person is killed in the multi-dimensional world No. 8
Players can get 1 point," a member of the Storm Guild said: "White Light has killed 12 players now, and the points have increased by 12. If someone can organize 10,000 people to enter the dungeon triggering mechanism, and then everyone will let the same
If an individual kills, then this person is very likely to steadily occupy the first place in the standings every month."
Someone on the side gasped: "Why hasn't this white man's light come out yet?"
Outside the tree hole in the multidimensional world No. 8, the black spider waited calmly.
In more than a day, she has left and returned several times, but the status of the white man's light has always stayed in the multidimensional world and has not changed at all.
What makes everyone uncomfortable is that when clearing the multi-dimensional world No. 136, people outside can still see the progress of the White Man's Light, but this time they can't even see the progress, and no one knows what the other party is doing inside.
According to members of the four major guilds, thousands of people, including passers-by, have entered one after another in the past two days, and the number of people is about to exceed 10,000.
However, when everyone went offline and discussed in the real world forum, no one had actually seen the light of the white man!
The other party seemed to have evaporated from the world and disappeared!
"What's more strange is why he chose Multiverse World No. 8. There is nothing in this Red River Valley dungeon, no dungeon, no monster spawning point, no boss. There are only steep peaks, rivers, and jungles. Although the area is vast, but
It's completely worthless. There are no points and no S-level items. From the time it was discovered to now, no one even has any idea of clearing the level. Why did he go inside?" A guild member asked doubtfully.
In fact, Black Spider himself is also confused. This multidimensional world No. 8 is a place where birds don't shit. What is the white man's light going to do?
Superconducting World players all have a dream: I will discover the level-clearing skills that others cannot discover; I will earn points that others cannot earn; I will find S-level items that others cannot find.
Of course Black Spider also had this idea, but after she went to Multidimensional World No. 8, Mao didn't notice it.
She really wanted to say that the White Man's Light was a waste of time, but the opponent's record of clearing the multi-dimensional world No. 136 made her dare not speak out for fear of being slapped in the face... At present, most of the people who came to join in the fun had one thought: they wanted to see it.
Let's see if there is any turning point here and if we can get some bargains.
At this time, fff suddenly posted on the forum: The White Light has found a way to clear the level in the multi-dimensional world No. 8. This will be a very powerful profession!
Just a few dozen minutes later, hundreds of teams of players hurried over, all players from large and small guilds to join in the fun.
They inserted the key into the tree hole, waited for the tree hole to open, and then entered one by one.
But something unexpected happened suddenly. There were 181 teams in total. The 87 teams in front just entered, and the players behind inserted the keys again, but there was no response!
The tree hole is no longer open!
"Hey, that's weird, there's no response when I insert the key!" someone said in confusion.
"I'll try."
I tried several people one after another, but the tree hole seemed to be dead and there was no response.
Black Spider suddenly looked over, and she realized something: Multiverse World No. 8 was closed!
This is too strange. When did the door to the multidimensional world close?
She lowered her head and looked at the LCD panel in her hand. In the status bar of the multi-dimensional world No. 8, a line of small words suddenly appeared: "The number of people is 10,000/10,000, and the conditions for turning on survival mode are met."
This is a state that has never appeared in the multidimensional world No. 8.
The superconducting world has existed for hundreds of years, but it has never gathered more than 10,000 people!
Therefore, this so-called survival mode has never been enabled.
Nowadays, everyone is attracted by the fame of the White Man's Light, and it is said that an S-class battle master ranked in the top 1,000 has also come to join in the fun.
In this bustle, the number of copies has unknowingly exceeded this terrifying number, and finally triggered the game mechanism of the multi-dimensional world No. 8!
"Survival mode," Black Spider thought thoughtfully: "Does everyone have to survive a fixed number of days before they can come out, or does it mean that they have to fight to the last person and only one person can come out?"
Now, no one knows what this mechanism actually means!
Black Spider suddenly became confused: "With the huge reputation of clearing level 136, he immediately entered this dungeon, gathered the number of people, and activated the new mechanism... But where did he know about this new mechanism? "At this moment,
All the players in the multi-dimensional world No. 8 heard a soft voice: "A round of supplies is released every four hours. Players please take advantage of all available conditions and fight until the last second."
The multidimensional world is different from the main world. There are game rules here.
Qingchen hid in the canopy of the tree, silently thinking about the rules in this sentence. There were only three points of information that could be extracted:
The first point is the appearance of additional supplies. This is something that players must rely on and should be very critical.
The second point is that this mechanism encourages players to fight each other, and you must rely on this if you want to win.
The third point is that it has a time limit, but everyone doesn’t know how long the countdown is.
If you want to pass the level, you have to live long enough!
Qingchen was hiding in the jungle on the edge of the multidimensional world. He looked back into the chaos farther away, and saw a gray light curtain suddenly appeared, connecting the sky and the earth, moving extremely slowly towards the center of the world like a barrier.
shrink.
Qingchen understood, this is a poisonous circle!
This barrier slowly shrinks, forcing everyone to converge towards the center, like raising a poison, forcing 10,000 people to play Peace Elite, forever!
But the problem is that he is an F-level whiteboard trumpet. Although he has the profession of Master Thunder, the problem is that the AI tricked him into saying that he can upgrade, but he has not even seen the hair of a wild monster. Now, the mutual killing mechanism
Open it up, how can he win with an F-level whiteboard trumpet? Is it through deception?
etc.
Logically speaking, there is no reason for the AI to lie to him about such a trivial matter. Even if he dies in there and is deleted and re-trained, there will be no loss.
Even if you try to get the Thunder Master profession, it will only take a few hours.
Moreover, Qingchen was clearly aware of AI's good intentions and had a certain degree of curiosity about himself and Yi.
It's hard to say what the other party wants to do, but at least he won't risk his life to trick him over such a trivial matter.
So here comes the problem. If AI says it can be upgraded here, it can definitely be upgraded quickly.
Qingchen was thoughtful for a moment when the sound of airships came from the sky, and he saw boxes with parachutes hanging on them being thrown into different areas one by one.
He no longer waited, jumped off the tree canopy and ran towards one of the airdrop sites.
On the way, Qingchen picked up a branch and carefully broke off all the branches on it.
Just when he was about to reach the airdrop point, he began to slow down, bent his upper body, and continued to move forward as lightly as a cheetah.
Players have no way to bring in real-world strength, but skills cannot be erased in the superconducting world.
Qingchen has fought countless battles, and the experience and wisdom those battles have given him are things that ordinary players cannot have.
This also includes pace.
He seemed to have returned to the time in Prison No. 18. In the dead of night, Ye Wan carefully taught him how to control his steps and muscles, and also took him to various cells to learn how to stab someone in the spleen... I feel nostalgic when I think about it.
The airdrop point fell in a dense jungle.
After arriving at the airdrop point, Qingchen swam around the box for a while, and then continued to approach after confirming that no one was nearby.
Qingchen opened the box and saw that there was only a bottle of ointment inside.
He closed the box again, then found a big tree, and climbed into the crown of the tree vigorously.
About ten minutes later, a tall, horse-faced human player hurried over, probably attracted by the airdrop.
This horse-faced player moves very quickly and is at least a D-level player. Qingchen would definitely die if he faced him head-on.
The airdrop falls from an altitude of 2,000 meters, and the red parachute is extremely eye-catching, which will definitely attract players from all walks of life.
The horse-faced player came to the box excitedly and opened the box lightly.
Just as he was picking up the ointment, he suddenly heard something falling behind him.
The horse-faced player suddenly turned around, only to see a branch stabbing into his eye socket as if predicted.
He retreated in pain, and with only his right eye left to see the world, it was difficult to maintain basic balance.
Everything here is real, the hunger is real, and the pain is real. The horse-faced player was so painful that he waved his fists and beat Qingchen out hard.
He was faster than Qingchen and stronger than Qingchen. This punch almost killed Qingchen on the spot.
Horse-faced players can hear Qingchen's groan, and even the sound of Qingchen vomiting blood on the ground.
He reluctantly opened his remaining right eye and looked, but there was no trace of Qingchen!
He reached towards his waist to touch his laser sword.
However, when he reached for his waist, he found that there was nothing there.
In an instant, the horse-faced player suddenly understood that Qingchen could actually hide just now, but the reason why the opponent was half a beat too slow was because he had to take the risk of injury to take away the laser sword from his waist!
The opponent pierced the eyeball with a branch and snatched the laser sword, all at once.
It was only then that the horse-faced players realized that airdrops had been regarded as the best bait by others!
"breathe."
Qingchen slowly walked beside the horse-faced players without making any sound from his feet.
The world of superconducting is too real. The burning pain of the displacement of his internal organs seems to be really helping him stimulate his nerves and secrete adrenaline!
Big beads of sweat gathered on his forehead, eventually flowing down to his chin.
The next moment, he suddenly took a step forward. When the horse-faced player heard the sound, he immediately turned around and pounced... but missed!
Fake action.
Qingchen moved around as if he had already calculated how he would react, and with just one stride he reached the horse-faced player. He held the hilt of the laser sword, pressed it against the spleen on the player's waist, and pressed the switch of the lightsaber. .
The blue sword beam pierced through the waist, and Qingchen pressed the switch of the laser sword again. When the lightsaber was closed, the opponent's wound was exposed to the air, and blood flowed like a stream.
The mediocre laser sword used by Qingchen was like a Mitsubishi Army Spur with a health slot.
Qingchen quickly stepped back and let the other party struggle on the ground.
This D-level player, with a huge gap in skills and combat awareness, was unexpectedly attacked by a whiteboard trumpet and was unable to fight back.
Qingchen is a born assassin.
The horse-faced player lay down on the ground, and his body gradually disappeared into white light and shadow, flying into Qingchen's chest.
upgrade!
E-level!
"Hey, it really gives you experience," Qingchen sighed.
He was thinking before, what is the upgrade method that AI will give him?
There is obviously not even a wild monster in the multidimensional world No. 8, how can he level up?
Later, he analyzed that there are no wild monsters in the multidimensional world No. 8, so what are there? There are people.
Therefore, in this world, when the game mechanism is triggered, killing people means spawning monsters!
As long as you kill other players, the experience points corresponding to the other players' levels will be automatically distributed to the killer in percentage mode!
Moreover, the poisonous circle in the multi-dimensional world No. 8 is still shrinking, which means that no one can stop fighting if they want.
Eventually, everyone will be gathered in the Red River Valley in the center to begin the final battle.
Qingchen must have the ability to protect himself before the poisonous circle shrinks, otherwise it would be a pity if he worked hard to upgrade and then be killed and his account deleted.
He endured the pain, picked up the cash the other party exploded, and climbed back to the tree crown.
Although he was injured, he did not touch the ointment in the box rashly because he was afraid that the box would disappear after the ointment was taken away.
Qingchen wants to make the most of this bait.
In the main world, Black Spider stared at the information on the LCD panel.
The status of the multidimensional world No. 8 has begun to change: number of people 9931/10000.
In other words, in the 30 minutes since the game mechanism was triggered, 69 people have died.
This has just begun. Players outside the multi-dimensional world can already imagine how cruel and intense it will become inside.
"Will you have to kill one person in the end to pass the level?" someone asked from the side.
Black Spider twisted his eyebrows: "What is certain now is that the clearance record of multi-dimensional world No. 8 will definitely be produced."
When these ten thousand people fight to the end, the winner will naturally be the one who clears the level, so there is no suspense.
I don’t know what this new profession will be or what impact it will have on the superconducting world.
But the good thing is that the number of people who have cleared this type of copy is bound to be very small, and it is difficult to copy.
For example, it is impossible for the four major guilds to hire 10,000 people to train them at the cost of deleting their accounts.
If you want to clear the level in this dungeon, the price is too high.
Of course, there is never any unreasonable difficulty in the superconducting world. For such a difficult dungeon, the accompanying profession must also be extremely powerful.
"By the way, what happened to the White Man's Light? He hasn't moved yet... Damn it! He has moved!" someone said.
Black Spider looked down and saw that the message from the White Man's Light had also changed: In the multi-dimensional world No. 8, the number of people killed was 11o. Everyone was shocked. Now there are only 69 people dead in the multi-dimensional world No. 8. You can kill just one person.
11?
What kind of pervert are you?!
And the most important thing is that this white man's light is an F-level whiteboard trumpet. Why did he kill so many people?
Just when I thought of this, the number of kills by White Light jumped to 12.
Black Spider seemed to realize something: "Something's wrong. There's something wrong with this multidimensional world No. 8. Quickly ask if any of our dead companions have died and see what happened inside."
After more than ten minutes, someone logged off and then came back online: "A member of our guild was killed. The person who killed him was A-level Dru Yin of the Blackwater Guild. The scope of this multidimensional world is slowly shrinking, and everyone has
I'm starting to get familiar with the rules, and some people are going on a killing spree. Listen to the players inside to guess that you can gain experience by killing people!" "It's broken," Black Spider frowned.
She originally thought that the Light of the White Man was still at a low level and wanted to recruit him before he could grow up.
But now, she suddenly had an ominous premonition that perhaps this white man's light would turn into a monster-like existence when he came out of the copy again.
"President, can the white man's light come out alive?" Someone asked: "There are ten thousand people fighting here. No matter how efficient he is in killing people, he still has to slowly rise from level F. But in the multidimensional world No. 8,
There is also an S-class combat master who will definitely die if he encounters him." Black Spider shook her head and said nothing. She always felt that the other party could come out alive, and she didn't know why she felt this way.
