[Eslam (Level 2 honorary player): Damn! The forum is finally open. Even if I go out to eat, I have to find someone in advance to ask which area is safer. Dogs don’t like to be treated in this shitty place like Detroit!]
[UYOP-11 (First-level honorary player): Poor guys upstairs, the matching mechanism of the Trail Blazers is crap. I was in New Paris of the European Federation, and my first body was killed by a group of masked men just three days after I used it.
I was kidnapped. When I woke up, I had lost both of my kidneys and was soaked in ice water. They even left me a thank you letter. I *****!]
[Timlin (Level 2 honorary player) (Director of the Saint Delhi Chapter): To celebrate the opening of the player forum, the Saint Delhi Chapter can accept new members to join the group without setting any threshold. They only need to pay a deposit of 150,000 world federation currency.
,No waiting after expiration date!]
[Zoila Bess (Level 1 Achievement Explorer) (Archaeologist of the Wisdom Center Chapter): New players, please be aware of fraud. Any requirement to pay other world currency or reward points as a deposit or security deposit when adding new players is a violation.
Player Convention.]
[Sabah (first-level honorary player): Death to the unscrupulous liar team!]
[Neve Abe (Level 2 Killer Player) (Left Green World Reaver Chapter Invasion Captain): Purchase relevant information about the Seven Deadly Sins in this world at a high price. You can pay for other resources from other worlds. The specific details can be discussed in person. In addition, the high price
Exchange resources from multiple other worlds into resources from this world.】
[Adel Nolan (Information Hidden): Detailed information on the long-term acquisition of World BOSS-Tangji, you can use high-end body, special ability Greedy Blood Potion and other precious materials as reward. Warning, non-professionals do not disturb, it is a waste of time.
The person will be hunted down three times.]
[Dres (first-level honorary player) (member of Durum's Gate Chapter): Who is upstairs who is so arrogant? Drag him out and kill him! 】
[Casper Clara (Level 2 Honor Player): Are all newcomers so brave now? How many of the Nolan family have never heard of it? 】
[Dres (first-level honorary player): Why was I kicked out of the war group? Did I make a mistake? @DurumGate Chapter, what happened? 】
[OSISY-244 (first-level honorary player): Haha, it’s nice to hear it, but the one who talks bad words deserves it! 】
On the first day the player forum was opened, all the players crowded in noisily, and thousands of players posted nearly 10,000 posts in one day.
Nearly half of the pioneers have simply become purely civilian staff, responsible for managing forum messages. Of course, their main task is to delete posts.
[Babakar Brandi (first-level honorary player): Everyone, who of you has encountered that world BOSS Tangji before? I have a friend who has never been online again after being killed by him. There are rumors that he was killed by him.
The players Tang Ji kills will also die in reality. I think it’s ridiculous, but my friend hasn’t been online for almost three weeks, so I’m a little worried.]
Such posts obviously need to be deleted, and the Blazers will also need to report relevant player information to the company.
As for whether the company should modify the player's memory so that he completely forgets this friend, or directly ban his account so that he cannot return to another world again, that is the company's problem.
Of course, there are also some posts that discuss the background settings of this world, but the discussions are a little too deep and involve some secrets that Markarian does not want players to know for the time being, so they need to be deleted.
For example, some high-end players are discussing Tang Ji's unusual influence and why his pioneering progress in this world is so slow.
If the former only annoyed Markarian, then the topic of the other group of people made him a little uneasy.
A Chaos Demon type player headed by Sigitas Lange has obviously gone crazy. He is fanatically pursuing the truth of death, and exposed his previous encounter with Tang Ji on the forum, as well as the other party's special abilities.
Sigitas Lange is contacting like-minded players to go find Tangji to meet death. Markarian knows that there will always be a group of weirdos who will challenge your bottom line for various reasons.
But people like Sigitas Lange are undoubtedly the most bizarre among them.
Eternal life may be the greatest gift left to them by the Supreme Being. Markarian cannot allow such a trend of thought to spread among players. This is a very dangerous tendency.
But fortunately, that damn Sigitas Lange is offline now. He was offline before because he left the world coverage.
What the hell is this out of coverage area? Markarian frowned and looked at the report. As an anomaly problem solver, he has not understood the daily activities of players for many years.
But the last time he heard something similar, it had to be traced back four worlds ago. A bunch of players who were rampant in the mortal world found the kingdom of a certain unlucky god, and then the first batch of players entered the kingdom of God.
As expected, the connection was dropped due to exceeding the network coverage.
Due to the particularity of the Kingdom of God and the particularity of unexpected disconnections, nearly one-third of the players did not wake up in the mother world. Their souls and consciousness were intercepted by gods from other worlds in the Kingdom of God, and became
A candle that howls until the end of the world.
Markarian was also responsible for handling that accident. Afterwards, the company had to clean the memories of players all over the world, allowing them to collectively forget the reckless mission and those players who could not return.
The former only requires a moderate-scale group modification, but the latter requires subtle compilation of the memories of multiple players.
Thanks to that incident, the indigenous people of that world survived for at least fifteen years. The players who participated in that mission basically included all the first-tier players, and the pyramid-shaped collective was directly flattened.
That was also the first time Markarian realized that the Supreme One also has limits, and everything in the other world is not completely under their control.
The situation in this world is even more special. If the two worlds are compared to programs with different levels of authority, then Tang Ji's existence undoubtedly exceeds their limitations and causes all players killed by him to suffer real damage.
But where does Tang Ji’s authority come from? Why can the Gaia consciousness of this world give him such high authority?
As the highest authority dog, Markarian can guide the direction of public opinion in the player forum at will. For those discussion posts that he does not want players to see, he can set them to be visible only to the author. The operation is very simple.
There are too many things in the mother world that need to be kept secret from ordinary people, so memory cleaning and memory modification are as frequent as eating and drinking. Many people will sell their memory sectors to people in need to improve their lives.
This kind of long-term and frequent deletion of memories eventually caused the mental level of many players to stay around the age of sixteen.
To explain using the psychology summarized by the indigenous people of this world, these players are basically repressive and destructive personalities. Their brains are filled with desires, they don’t know restraint, they don’t know tolerance, and they can’t keep their attention on one thing for a long time.
, has a violent personality, and his heart is filled with anger that has nowhere to vent.
Most of these players will clarify their own routes in the first two advent worlds and quickly move towards the direction of the Chaos Demon.
Only the most cunning and extreme among them have the chance to become Chaos Demons, while the rest will eventually lose their qualifications as players one day as time goes by.
Later, in order to fill the emptiness in their hearts, these people had to sell all their previous memories and work in a "blank slate" state until they were selected to become a player next time.
Most of this idle state will last for more than ten years to several decades. Markarian has seen too many such walking dead. For them, eternal life is undoubtedly a kind of torture.
This is why killer players are so valuable, because they overcome all of this and fix their minds on the simple and direct feedback of completing tasks and obtaining rewards.
As for those who are on another path, becoming an explorer is another way. If Mrs. Generosity has doubts about herself one day in the future and cannot continue on the path of becoming the Supreme Being, then becoming an explorer is one of the few ways out for her.
The society of the mother world is a backwater. Even Markarian admits this. The entire society is highly automated, and 99% of the technology is a black box for them. They cannot understand the principles, cannot repair, or even destroy.
The few positions that require manual supervision, such as companies and the three major committees, have long been occupied. After all, everyone is immortal and there is no concept of retirement.
From this perspective, Markarian is undoubtedly lucky, because his position was born with the development of another world, and he just happened to be chosen.
There are still a few people who are fed up with this stagnant environment, but in the mother world, they can't find an outlet. They can't even destroy billboards on the street, because they can find the toughest and most capable people.
The thing in your hand is the spoon.
For those who want to fight against companies and committees, the only way out is to enter a different world and devote themselves wholeheartedly to the cause of anti-player. This is the earliest origin of the Paladin type of players.
However, the three major committees not only did not restrict them from entering other worlds, they even tended to vigorously develop this type of players. Markarian could roughly guess the inside story. Like the Chaos Demon type players, a few pure Paladins can contribute
Far beyond the emotions of other players, and that may be the greatest value of their existence, Markarian himself is the tinkerer under this mechanism.
Now, Markarian has played all the conventional cards into the game, but the situation has not changed comprehensively. Mikkelson and Tangji, two mainstays who are good at different fields, have suddenly resisted the world's come from
The player's first wave of impact.
In fact, they still have a slight advantage.
The questions about dead players in the forum are enough to prove that even ordinary players have noticed the special characteristics of Tang Ji, let alone those high-end players and war groups.
But fortunately, before most players truly see how powerful Tang Ji is, they will never just bow their heads and admit defeat.
Thinking of this, Markarian smiled, packed up the information he had on Tang Jiming's face, and sent a copy to all the players who offered rewards for Tang Jiming's information.
Learning to mobilize players' subjective initiative is an essential skill for every big pioneer. Although those players cannot pose a threat to Tang Ji, they can definitely disturb the opponent and never have peace.
Tang Ji was walking on the streets of Night City. It was already dead of night, and the entire central area was eerily quiet. Two consecutive red sun incidents had caused the entire Night City residents to avoid it.
Of course, the construction of the central prison has also played a certain role in promoting it. Many people think that the central area is unlucky.
The reason why the central area has not become a gathering place for gang members like Taiping Prefecture is naturally because of Tang Ji's reputation.
I don’t know since when, the name "Legend of Night City" seems to be no longer enough to describe Tang Ji. Residents of Night City rarely talk about the legend of Tang Ji anymore.
Whenever a foreigner in the bar questions the legend about Tanguy, there is always an awkward silence. Legends are used to describe people, and Tanguy has fallen out of this scope.
When people tell Tang Ji's story, their tone of voice will be slightly lighter, as if they are worried about being overheard because of disrespect.
In the past, Tang Ji felt that this was an exaggerated flattery, because Martin, Tony, Ethan and the gang had nothing to do during the day, and the courageous old gangsters who only watched and touched would occasionally mention their reputation on the street.
But now, Tang Ji knows that this is not an exaggerated description, but a fact.
When he was within the confines of Night City, passages of words praising him for centuries would appear in his ears from time to time. Whenever he wanted to listen carefully, he would realize that these words were insubstantial and did not exist at all.
Occasionally, Tang Ji would hear an angry curse, such as: "What other law enforcer Tang! I am not afraid of anyone! I am not afraid of anyone!"
Tang Ji could not only hear the curses that directly pointed to his name, his nickname, and those recognized by the public clearly, but he could also vaguely sense the location of the other party, the surrounding environment, and the speaker.
My appearance.
Tang Ji has never explained his recent changes to the outside world, not even Wu Qianying. He has developed a trace of fear about his abilities.
He would sometimes be unable to control his anger, and even his drunken arrogance would arouse his nameless fire. The burning flames of hatred seemed to be able to burn those who spoke arrogant words across time and space.
This was not an illusion, Tang Ji could sense it. When he was angry because of such a few words, the street warrior who was uttering arrogance instantly became half drunk and looked around as if he was frightened, as if someone around him was aiming a gun at him.
This phenomenon was initially limited to Night City, but now, it is rapidly expanding its scope.
Tang Ji can now even vaguely sense that a certain gangster gang 200 kilometers away from Night City is slandering him and his companions, complaining about the treatment of superhumans: "The awakened ones are superior to others! Sooner or later, one day, I will
We need to let that damn Tang Ji know that he is not qualified."
Standing in the deserted street, Tang Ji moved his wrist. He could feel the hatred the other party had towards him from the bottom of his heart. Maybe he was once a street fighter in the city, or maybe he was hunted down by the FBAS Bureau for the crimes he committed.
, in short, that person is really angry
Tang Ji closed his eyes, concentrating on feeling the other party's anger, and suddenly clasped his hands together. In the wasteland two hundred kilometers away, a gangster riding a motorcycle suddenly ignited gray-black flames.
His companions looked at the iconic black flames in horror, screamed like crazy, and then knelt on their knees and worshiped devoutly towards their burning companions, just like they did before the god 4,500 years ago.
The slaves kneeling in front of greed in the temple surrendered from body to mind to soul.
However, an even more inexplicable anger arose from the bottom of Tang Ji's heart. Tang Ji waved his fist vigorously, as if fighting against the air.
He is cutting off the connection between himself and the flame of the void in the wasteland. He is fighting against his own nameless fire, using anger to fight anger.
Use justified anger to burn unreasonable anger!
Tang Ji seemed to be very sharp. One hand kept holding the flame and raised it high, while the other hand tightly grasped the wrist of this hand and pushed it downwards with an aura that wanted to break it.
Press!
This is not me, this is not my way of doing things!
This is you! You are furious! All the anger in the world belongs to you, all the hatred of all living beings comes from you, you are furious!
A ruthless look appeared on Tang Ji's face, and he suddenly let go. The next second, the prelude appeared in his hand, and all six bullets hit the elbow of that hand in the blink of an eye.
Boom!
Because the rate of fire was so fast, the six gunshots seemed to be compressed into one shot, and all six bullets hit the same point!
But the bullet in front of Tangji's skin was like a car hitting a solid metal wall, changing from a cylinder to a flat plane, and then slid off.
Tang Ji let go and let the prelude fall with the bullets. It seemed that this was his own war.
PS: I have been so busy these two days that I didn’t bother to look at the backstage. I just saw a big boss tipping 100,000 starting coins. Thank you @你是我的 despicable tip.
PS: The timing of the update is a bit awkward. I can’t help it. The work of being an escort is tiring. The nurse took leave and went home to celebrate the New Year. Lao Mo’s mental state is also a bit tired. The beds in the emergency ICU are relatively tight. Lao Mo
The wife can only sleep for an hour at most. Saturday is considered leave, and this chapter is considered Sunday. The next update will probably be on Monday night. She will have to stay here all day on Sunday. The nurse can only leave after she returns from leave on Monday morning. She has to sleep.