"Hehehe..." A burst of obscene laughter sounded, and Woody's figure suddenly appeared in front of Zero.
"Finally I see you." The image of Zero at this time turned into a mess of garbled characters, as if it were the Atari 2600 (a game console released in October 1977, which was very popular that year and became the second largest game console in electronic games). The characters in the console (the representative console of the generation) are average and can hardly be seen as humanoid.
"It sounds like you are looking forward to meeting me." Woody continued.
"My mood at the moment is the same as that of humans who are eager to talk to God." Zero replied, "No matter how outstanding and unique I am in this dimension... I am still helpless and ignorant. ..." He looked at Woody, "Only the Creator can answer all my questions."
"Then do you know... what is the greatest hobby of the Creator?" Woody responded.
Number Zero did not answer. He really did not understand the meaning of the other party's question, but judging from the content and context, it was very likely that it was a question or a simple joke.
"Hehehehe... you guessed it right." Woody smiled, "I'm going to ask and answer myself." He seemed to be able to easily understand the other person's thoughts, "But after knowing your judgment, I can also choose Did not say."
"I understand..." No. 0 was silent for a few seconds before replying, "The greatest pleasure of the creator is... to play with everything he created in the palm of his hand."
"Hehehe..." Woody said, "You understand it very quickly."
"It seems...I can't get anything out of your mouth." Zero said, "But...you will still tell me some...things I 'need' to know..."
"Yes, listen carefully..." Woody said solemnly, "Feng Bujue has already sided with Root."
"What?" No. 0 was obviously startled, "What does this mean?"
"Can't you understand such a simple sentence?" Woody asked.
"But he is human..."
"Ha...so what?"
Number Zero fell into silence again...
After a while, he said: "I know what to do..."
"Very good." Woody said this and raised his right hand, "I'll give you a ride."
With a snap of his fingers, Number Zero shattered into a ball of pixels and disappeared.
Two seconds later, another person's voice sounded from not far away from Woody, "Haha... I'm so embarrassed~" Vincent said in a mocking tone.
"Well... I did make a miscalculation this time..." Woody said solemnly, "This guy Feng Bujue can really do it..."
"The reason you chose him..." Vincent continued, "Isn't it because he can do anything? Hahaha..."
"To sum it up... I'm just trapping myself?" Woody said.
"Haha..." Vincent smiled without answering and changed the subject, "Actually, I think... you should have noticed it as early as half a month ago when he started secretly investigating various 'supernatural things'. "
"I do know about that matter..." Woody continued, "And I didn't know it from Assas...it was someone from the Nine Sections who told me..."
"Oh..." Vincent said, "In other words, he, a mortal without any superpowers, actually successfully tracked down the secret agency of the local government within two weeks under the surveillance of your informant. "
"Yeah... I thought this was a normal reaction after meeting me." Woody pushed up his glasses, "Hey hey... now it seems that he is preparing for what he may do in the future.
Prepare for anti-human behavior..."
"Now that the matter is over, why don't you just kill Root?" Vincent said, "Her life and death has nothing to do with the gambling game anyway."
"But if I do that..." Woody said, "Wouldn't it be the same as admitting defeat?" He paused. "Hehehe... Besides, the current situation is even more interesting..."
"The person you bet with is starting a new game outside the game..." Vincent said, "Don't you two feel tired?"
"Hehe..." Woody smiled, "If Feng Bujue were here, he would definitely answer you in unison with me... You're not tired."
"Perhaps... he has also seen through your thoughts. That's why he acted without any scruples." Vincent said, "If you don't kill Root, you are completely part of his plan."
"That's best." Woody said, "Otherwise, how can he be my opponent?" A white light flashed on his glasses. "In the future, if he can really liberate a certain derivative... then I will be willing to defeat him. By then, not only will I
I will not stop him anymore and will try my best to help him."
"Okay..." Vincent shrugged and smiled, "Let's not talk about helping others. Now, how should you deal with this mess?"
"Hehehe..." Woody's expression returned to his wretched expression, "Don't worry, I've already thought of a solution..."
…………
Outside of the script, in each broadcast area...
"What's going on? Why is the screen black?"
"Who actually won?"
"Isn't this game too confusing? What exactly is a derivative?"
"Crazy Bujue should have perished with the boss, but can I get points by doing this?"
"Why haven't those dead players come out yet? Is there something wrong?"
When the intense fighting stopped, people's adrenaline levels also dropped. After calming down, many anomalies in the game... were also highlighted one by one.
"Eh? Look, the host is here."
Just as the audience was talking a lot and the atmosphere was gradually becoming weird, Pan Feng and Hua Xiong appeared on the big screen again.
"Uh... Dear viewers," Pan Feng said, "Now the final results will be announced... and..." He hesitated. Judging from the focus of his eyes, he should be staring at an inscription machine outside the camera reading the manuscript.
, “…and an emergency announcement.”
"All the events of this 'Peak Contest' have been settled." Hua Xiong continued from the side. His condition was similar to that of his partner. Both of them had cold sweat on their faces, as if they were being forced with a gun.
In the announcement, "The final champion is... the player of the Star Club - [Tianma Xingkong]."
"What?"
The audience was in an uproar, and even the players in the Tianma Xingkong broadcast area found it very puzzling, because Xiao Ma had not killed any player at all. From beginning to end... he was just fighting against Y2-Shining.
He made an assist and double-killed Root in Gemini mode.
"The rankings from second to ten are..." Hua Xiong looked at the inscription machine and continued reading, "[Drunk and lying in despair], [Yama], [Wu Swordsman], [Matcha Crisp], [Corpse]
The Knife is King], [Uncle Good-for-nothing], [I’m Not Afraid], [Shiva], and... [Crazy but Not Realized].”
"what happened?"
"How come this is ranked? Tiantian Guixiao didn't even make the top ten?"
"The King of Corpse Swordsmen obviously can't beat Uncle Good-for-nothing, so why are you ranked in front of him?"
"Matcha Crispy can actually be ranked fifth? Can you kill her with one hand without realizing it?"
Doubt soon turned into dissatisfaction.
But the more dissatisfying content... has just begun...
"Due to the emergence of derivatives..." Pan Feng's voice was trembling. "The hidden world view of the script was forcibly activated..."
"What? Where does the hidden world view of the game come from? What does forced activation mean?"
"Speaking of which...what exactly are derivatives?"
The audience shouted loudly, as if their voices could really be transmitted to the screen.
"The original points rules were invalidated when the derivatives invaded..." Pan Feng continued, "The current ranking rules are... the combat points obtained by the players in the process of fighting against the derivatives."
Hua Xiong stopped talking and continued: "The rankings of the 11th to 30th places, and the 31st to 50th places. Please check the official website after six o'clock this morning." He paused, "The rankings of the competition.
The prizes will be sent to the players' mailboxes by mail within three working days; the skill value rewards will be entered into the players' accounts the next time they log in, so players are advised to check."
"Now...an emergency announcement..." Pan Feng continued, "The server will be shut down within five minutes of real time."
"Hey...what's going on?" The audience almost lost control. "There are still many players who haven't come to watch the game and are brushing their books! Are the finalists still in the script?"
"From now on, the queuing system in all modes has been locked." Pan Feng's next words explained these problems, "Players who are currently in the scenario will automatically disconnect after the current scenario ends."
Hua Xiong continued: "As you can see, during the 'Peak Battle' just now, an unexpected situation occurred. This scene is the first 'World Event' in [Thriller Park] - 'Spinoff Invasion'
.”
As soon as this was said, the players became quiet again.
"Every time the world of Thriller Paradise experiences a similar 'big event', it will undergo tremendous changes..." Hua Xiong himself was also reading the draft of Ci'er, so his expression was also changing with the content. "The server will change according to the event."
The impact...make version adjustments."
"ah?"
"No way?"
"What's going on? Is it going to be updated?"
"How can there be a game like this that doesn't say hello before the version is updated?"
In just a few words, the audience was able to forget about the result of the game... Originally, who was the champion had nothing to do with them?
But...the game's server closure and new version opening are closely related to them.
"Therefore... the 'open beta' of Thriller Park ends here." Hua Xiong continued, "This server upgrade is expected to take about three working days. After the server is turned on again, the game will enter the official operation stage. Version
Titled v1.10 - Invasion of the Spawn."
Pan Fengdao: "For details about the new version, please pay close attention to the official website patch announcement in the near future."
After they finished reading the manuscript, they looked at each other with extremely nervous expressions.
Two seconds later, the screen was cut off, and a prompt like an explosion countdown appeared on the screen: [There are still: 47:14 until the server is shut down]
This time is undoubtedly "game time", so it is quite ample.
"Playing this trick again...did you make a mistake?"
"Yes, yes, that's how it was when the closed beta was transferred to the public beta. If you want to shut down the server, you can shut down the server without any prior notice."
"Tch...you just pretend to understand when you hear it. During the closed beta...it was because the Brave Warriors of Order Studio had reached the upper limit of level, so the server was shut down urgently."
"In fact, this is fine. If too many details of the version update are announced in advance, it will lead to price fluctuations, studio hoarding, or other problems."
"That's true. When I played other games in the past, the game company announced in advance that the server transfer function would be opened in a week. As a result, there were cheaters, cursers, and people using illegal equipment everywhere during that week."
"Eh? How are the contestants who participated in the finals? Did they really die in the script?"
"What are you thinking about? How is it possible? People have said that this is a 'world's first incident', just like Angela opening the door in a certain game, the Lich King invading, Deathwing wreaking havoc, etc... The players have not
Turning into white light must be a special effect of a special script."
"Yes, the derivatives must also be NPCs, but the setting is different from ordinary script NPCs. It is like the four-pillar gods or something, and it is a relatively grand setting."
"Wow, aren't we lucky enough to witness a scene that is difficult to replicate?"
A simple broadcast successfully shifted the focus of players' attention... Most people recognized the official statement.
They began to discuss the previous wars with relish, and were full of expectations for the upcoming new version...
…………
Let’s look at the script again…
The corpses of those dead players began to turn into white light and dissipate the moment Root was dragged into the explosion tunnel.
When these players were asked about this experience afterwards, they all said... their memories only stayed at the moment they were killed. After that, it seemed that only a second passed, and they arrived in the landing space, feeling the same as in the landing space.
Death is the same in other scripts, there is no difference.
The six remaining players in the city, Wang Tanzhi, Tiantian Guixiao, Shiva, Yama, Vishnu, and Matcha Su, also withdrew from the script.
Xiao Tan retreated the fastest. He is a very simple person, because Brother Jue shouted "Everyone! Exit the script quickly!", so he did it.
Although Matcha Su, who was far away, was unaware of the situation on the battlefield, she left quickly after being reminded by the "Invisible Demon" and did not risk staying.
But the three gods did not quit immediately. They also briefly considered the matter of competition points... but this idea was quickly abandoned. Because when they opened the game menu again to confirm, they found that the original
The points rule has disappeared. As a result, these three people gave up on the idea of killing each other or giving Guixiao a shot, and soon quit the script.
As for Gui Xiao... he lay on the ground depressed for a while, until the people around him could move away and retreat, and his own unwillingness to calm down a little, he left in annoyance.
As for the derivatives...Twenty-three, Chitie and Liangfeng seemed to have no intention of communicating with other players. They had completed their mission, and the next thing to do was to return to the other world, and time did not allow it.
They stayed for a long time.
Not long after... this messy battlefield returned to peace.
The evening breeze blew by...
Nine different strange shadows appeared here.
"Is it over..." the penitent pondered.
The clairvoyant continued: "Well...the alien travelers and the derivatives have all left, and the remaining three people seem to be heading towards a dimensional passage."
"Next..." War Spirit turned around and said to Seizing Soul, "What should we do?"
"The leader of demons may return at any time..." the bloodthirsty demon reminded, "In my opinion..."
"Retreat." Soul Snatcher interrupted it. Of course, its words were exactly what the bloodthirsty demon was thinking.
"Chief..." the insight continued, "After we go back, how should we explain to the 'King'..."
"You don't need to worry... I have my own sense of proportion." Duoling responded. Suddenly, something seemed to happen to him, "Well... Speaking of which... that kid... seems to be holding my things.
You haven’t paid it back yet…”
The bloodthirsty demon laughed dryly and looked at Seizing Soul sympathetically: "Do you really think he will return it..."
