Purple-black thunder fell, the Dragon King's body was burned to ashes, and the destroyer was kicked out.
On the first floor of a certain area on Earth, in the VIP area of a business hall that provides public access to the virtual world (similar to an Internet cafe in the past), an electric spark suddenly exploded in one of the nutrition cabins. Under the transparent nutrition cabin cover, you can see what's inside.
The player's whole body was shaking violently and was in great pain.
There were not many managers in the business hall, only five of them, and most of them were in the front hall to receive new players. The emergency alarm light suddenly turned on, and everyone was shocked. The boss of the business hall ignored the players' privacy agreement and called out the back hall's
Affects viewing of the situation in the corresponding nutrition bin.
This sight shocked him. He saw that the players in the cabin were no longer moving, and red blood continued to seep out of their mouths and noses, dyeing the nutrient solution light red. From the life monitoring, no matter whether they were breathing
The heartbeats all disappeared, and the brain waves also became calmer, falling into a state of deathly silence.
In other words, this player died in the thought device he provided.
Bad luck! Tragedy! Sky-high fines! The hope of entering the garden area is gone! There is no hope for the rest of my life! These thoughts popped up in the mind of the business hall owner in no particular order, making him sweat profusely, his legs trembling, and his whole body was shaking.
Exhausted.
Someone died, and the smart system in the business hall automatically called the police. The police's arrival time countdown was displayed in red fonts on the alarm system, flashing and blinking, making it impossible to ignore.
The boss stared blankly, knowing that this was probably the countdown to the end of his life.
Five minutes later, a blue and white police hover vehicle arrived. A combat robot first got out of the vehicle and scanned the entire business hall with its electronic eyes. After confirming that there was no danger, the real police officers got out of the hover vehicle.
"What's going on?" He asked his boss habitually, and then he skillfully brought up the video and watched it without the boss having to ask. After watching the video, he reached out and patted the boss on the shoulder, with a sympathetic look on his face.
: "It's an obvious equipment failure. Just wish yourself well. I hope the cause of death is an equipment defect and not due to poor maintenance on your part."
The boss of the business hall was already numb, and when he heard this, he showed a smile that was uglier than crying. Equipment failure was a one-in-a-billion chance that he would encounter. It was a complete tragedy.
The policeman said no more and directed the robot to dismantle the nutrient bin. The whole thing must be lifted away for inspection before the responsibility can be finally confirmed. The robot was very efficient, loosening the nutrient bin interface in three or two clicks, and then removed the nutrient bin.
The coffin-sized nutrient bin was carried out on the shoulders.
The police got on and the hovercar roared away.
The poor shop owner waited for several hours in agony, and finally received the news: 'It is not an equipment failure, it is a punishment for vandals, and the shop has no responsibility.' This news immediately brought the shop owner back to the world from hell.
What followed was news of remittances, compensation for equipment upgrade fees and mental loss fees from the game company.
Soon, the news that a certain saboteur died in a public game hall was announced by the police as a warning to latecomers. This news spread rapidly in the virtual network and flowed into countless clients, triggering some heated discussions.
But within three hours, the craze calmed down, and the incident was quickly forgotten by most people. In modern society, hot news appears every moment, and people are overwhelmed and have no time to focus their attention for a long time.
on the same event.
However, there are always people who will remember this.
In a loft villa in the Garden District, a middle-aged man looked at the news expressionlessly. After a while, he stood up and said to the air in front of him: "Connect to the virtual network, address ****"
A holographic light screen appeared in front of him. The light screen expanded and enveloped the entire room. All the furnishings in the room were covered by a carefully arranged light array, transforming into a pure white space.
An antique wooden door appeared in front, decorated with numerous patterns. The middle-aged man closed his eyes, stretched out his fingers and pressed on the door, and began to decode.
Half a minute later, the virtual wooden door disappeared, and there was a black passage behind the door. The middle-aged people looked along the passage, and the virtual light screen immediately simulated a realistic sense of characters moving forward.
This is a maze, known as Pandora's Palace, one of the most commonly used concealment methods among saboteurs. The maze has a simple structure, but its function is very powerful. If there is no correct path guidance, even if the central brain comes, it will be destroyed.
Trapped inside, trapped in an endless calculation loop, with no other way out but to exit.
The middle-aged man naturally knew the way and moved forward. After half an hour, another door appeared at the end of the passage. When he opened it, an endless white hall appeared behind the door.
Boundlessness and white are illusions, which means that this place is nothingness. No data is used in this secret room to support it. It does not occupy any space on the virtual network and leaves no traces, so it cannot be tracked by the intelligent brain.
In layman's terms, this place is a gap in the virtual network. In fantasy terms, this place is equivalent to a space rift and should not exist.
Someone has already come to the hall. Like the middle-aged man, it is a light gray transparent shadow, like a ghost. There are two ghosts, standing casually. When they see the middle-aged man coming in, they all click on him.
nod.
When everyone arrived, a ghost said: "No. 4 is dead. He died in the beginning of the dragon era and was killed by thunder. There is the last image of him before his death on the Internet. You all go and take a look. It is so clear.
Who is our opponent?"
The members of the Scorpion Mercenary Group are all called by code names, with numbers 1 to 10 being the core members. Number 4 is already close to the decision-making level.
"No. 1, when will you take revenge?" the middle-aged man asked. Blood for blood and tooth for tooth is the purpose of their Scorpion Mercenary Group. Only in this way can the Order be intimidated.
"Observe the opponent first. I looked at the video carefully. The opponent's Order level is not high, only the Black Iron level, but he has strong potential abilities. I suspect that this Order person was the same person as us before, and he understands us
, so we can’t take it lightly.”
"A saboteur becomes an orderer?" Another ghost sneered: "From freedom to prison, there is only one explanation for this happening. This saboteur revealed his true name."
The middle-aged man laughed and said: "Revealed his real name? Haha, even if he was an eagle in the past and is now shackled and has become a hound running on the ground, it is not something to be afraid of."
The greatest source of a destroyer's power is his unfettered imagination, which is freedom. Without this, no matter how strong a destroyer is, he can only rot on the ground and never hope to fly into the sky.
"Maybe. I checked his resume carefully and didn't find any loopholes. He is very strong and must be careful." The attitude of the ghost known as No. 1 remains neutral, without any preference for likes or dislikes.
The middle-aged man said: "In that case, I will wait for your news. When you are sure, let me know."
"Me too, No. 1," said the ghost.
"Okay, I will first send out peripheral personnel to test and inquire about the other party's details. Also, the situation is tense during this period, so we have to restrain our actions. It is best not to accept the commission within half a year." No. 1 instructed.
"No. 1, you are too cautious. We have been working for ten years, and who has discovered us? Those Order members are just a bunch of idiots." The middle-aged man was somewhat disapproving. He felt that No. 1 was making a fuss and losing his spirit. More
The important thing is that he now lives in the Garden District and has a lot of daily expenses. He has no habit of saving money. If he doesn't accept the task, how can he maintain his luxurious life?
Ghost No. 1 was a little dissatisfied with his attitude: "We are still hiding in the darkness, so we are not qualified to say this." There was one sentence he did not say. The saboteurs who were qualified to despise the Order simply did not bother to be hired.
, most of them are living freely in the earth world.
Ghost No. 2 nodded and said: "I agree with No. 1. No. 3, your character is very similar to No. 4, both are too radical. Now that No. 4 is dead, you should reflect on it."
The middle-aged man was a little unhappy and waved his hand: "No. 2, I don't need you to teach me a lesson. I know what's appropriate. Okay, now that the matter is over, I'll leave first."
After saying that, he ignored No. 1 and No. 2 who were hesitant to speak, opened the virtual wooden door behind him, and exited the virtual network along another path in the maze.
Afterwards, the holographic light screen in the room disappeared and returned to the luxurious furnishings of the villa. The middle-aged man was still sitting on the chair, with a sneer on his face: "A bunch of old guys, as timid as mice."
He pressed the address given by No. 1, logged in using the same secret method, checked the battle images of No. 4, and then looked at the resume of his opponent.
After reading it carefully, the middle-aged man shook his head and laughed: "He is just a young man with some talent, but Number One is actually afraid of being like this."
Since they are too timid to take revenge, then let him do it! In so many years of career as a saboteur, he has never failed. This has raised his spirits to an extremely high level, making him look like he is looking at the world with a smile.————
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