0349 Chapter Seven: The Wisdom of Mortals (Section 55)
Earl Consrymius's reaction undoubtedly exceeded the expectations of most of the candidates present.
These middle- and low-level candidates have never seen an N-PC turn a blind eye to a player's choice of actions that reveal their identity and blatantly disrupt order.
Within the Lamarckian game system, the vast majority of candidates have never even seen the "plot characters" who are aware of the existence of the game system, let alone the knowledge of the three major universe levels.
What's interesting is that the relevant information is not intentionally concealed, but under the pressure of survival, very few people can squeeze out a part of the points used to strengthen themselves to obtain information that has nothing to do with the game content.
For a moment, everyone looked at each other in shock.
The short-haired woman in the corner whispered to the two teenagers beside her: "Are there any directly announced rules for this game? What is your goal?"
"Stop the exploration of the ruins," the cute-eyed boy replied calmly: "It doesn't matter if we enter, but as we explore and obtain antiques or documents, we will gradually gain exploration points.
Our point reward will be inversely proportional to the exploration brought back by n-pc. Interestingly, the rules emphasize ‘exploration brought back by n-pc’ rather than what we can obtain in the ruins.
So in other words, according to my understanding, the hidden rules of this game actually let us kill all the plot characters in the ruins."
The short-haired woman nodded, but another young man with yellow hair lowered his voice and said anxiously: "Sister, you must have received a different mission again, right? Don't leave us behind this time, okay?"
The short-haired woman smiled and shook her head: "If everything goes well, I will go with you. But if everyone is on such a mission, I'm worried that there will be some idiots who want to take shortcuts..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw a pair of young women who looked like sisters on opposite sides of the hall suddenly rushing towards the earl without any warning.
"Wilderness Sect? What do you want to do?!" the private soldier leader shouted sharply. Four noble private soldiers guarding the hall pillars immediately stepped on him. He couldn't understand how followers of such a third-rate god dared to run wild in Fanbaia.
At the same time, the private guards at the door of the hall and on both sides all moved into action, passing through the candidates with church identities to block them, but no one took action to intercept them.
But neither of them is faster than the two inductee sisters.
"Antiques sleeping in history, come and taste the power of future science!"
The woman laughed wildly and tapped the bullet tattoo on her finger, and a sci-fi-looking six-barrel heavy machine gun appeared in her hand.
Without saying anything, he fired in the direction of the earl and private soldier captain at the end of the hall.
Sure enough... Looking at the sudden scene in front of her, the short-haired woman sighed.
If you want to stop the leakage of ruins exploration points, the simplest and most direct way is to kill those who want to explore the ruins, right?
Even if someone slips through the net and escapes with the items in the ruins, there will be no way to complete the mission, and it will not affect the candidate's point evaluation.
But this is something that only newcomers will try. It’s not that it’s impossible to achieve, it’s just that the lack of corresponding information and the unknown danger are too great, making veteran players unwilling to take risks when there are other escape routes.
This time, the veteran players’ experience seems to have made the right bet.
At the same time that the machine gun started roaring, the sister behind the machine gun girl used the cover to quietly throw a flash concussion bomb towards the count.
"Asshole!" When a group of experienced candidates saw this thing, they closed their eyes and turned around, and some even fell down directly on the ground.
The fact that the two Gu sisters were able to produce future-type firearms that could not be produced in their home world showed that they were not just newcomers, and would not be stupid enough to regard Count Constable as an ordinary nobleman who could be killed with one shot.
But what unfolded next was completely beyond their imagination.
"tenebris!"
All that was seen was the rickety gray color, as if an old count suffering from severe insomnia softly uttered a syllable. In the direction pointed by his withered and thin fingers, the flash bomb was covered with a layer of pure darkness that could not be penetrated by light before it erupted.
At the same time, the security team members took out a plastic penholder-like handle from their waists that looked like black plastic.
The next second, plasma-shaped force field light shields appeared in front of them, blocking all the bullets for Count Constable.
And then... there is no more. Most candidates miss the most critical moment in order to avoid the flash bomb.
When they came to their senses, the gray and hunched old nobleman, who seemed to have crawled out of the grave, was already standing among them, holding a heart in one hand.
"Giggle, giggle..." With a malicious smile, Count Consremius raised his heart and carefully licked the blood on it with a long tongue that reminded him of a poisonous tongue.
In the solemn silence of the candidates, the members of the aristocratic private security team dressed in medieval leather armor put away their sci-fi force field light shields and dragged away the bodies of the two female candidates while feeling regretful.
He looked carefully at the woman's beautiful face.
When the candidates heard the soldiers whispering, their cheeks twitched: "What kind of technology are you talking about with a kinetic energy projectile weapon from a first-level civilization? Your brain is broken..."
"Shh, didn't you listen to what the captain said? She is from the Wilderness Sect and has no culture."
After licking the blood from his heart intoxicatedly, Count Consreimu glanced coldly at everyone present, and then ordered: "Then, according to the rules we agreed on, you can leave."
What worries him is the fateful and unpredictable backlash that will result from seriously affecting the difficulty of the Lamarck game. As for the candidates themselves... it would be better to keep their tail between their legs in the unified universe.
"You can't ignore bullets, so it shouldn't be enough for [Initial Opening]. But at this speed... is it a four-dimensional powerhouse of [Tour Climbing] level?" The short-haired woman covered her forehead and shook her head:
"I know there will be idiots who want to take shortcuts. I hope this will not affect the judgment of the plot characters and lead to changes in the difficulty of our game."
The next day, Craftsman helped build the wooden castle.
A detailed report document was placed in front of Zhen Cheng, causing her to press her temples continuously and frown deeply.
"What's wrong? What bad news did you encounter this time?" Alogensi asked carelessly.
Zhen Cheng dropped the document, gave up thinking for the time being, and let out a long sigh: "Things are much more complicated than expected. I finally understand why the teacher wants to train and train chess."
The earl's private soldiers were all from the upper city, but there were no informants from the four major gangs. So all Zhen Cheng got in the end was the document she threw on the coffee table.
The content of the document is not much, it mainly contains the expedition team's returns.
In short, the Count's expedition found nothing. And in every ruins, there were about half casualties.