After I became the infinite flow boss

He actually came directly here.

Their actions in this regard were surprisingly consistent, as if none of them had come here by themselves.

When Bei Heng saw the brain, He was already looking in that direction, as if he had foreseen it long ago, and he even smiled, his dark gold eyes showing a fiery look.

He couldn't tell his gender, if he had to say it, he might be more masculine, and his appearance and temperament were not dangerous. Although he didn't have gorgeous clothes, he looked like an ancient noble in a high position, elegant and light, which was incompatible with the gorgeous brilliance around him. Just standing there seemed to color the whole picture.

"Mother, good evening."

He said this with his eyes fixed, and looked at it for a full minute before walking into the casino.

He was coming here, his purpose was unknown, but he might not be so obedient, and he might also be hostile to the players in the white space. It was clear that he could come directly, but he had to go into the casino first. What kind of game would it be?

Bei Heng estimated the risks and pondered for a few seconds.

Moss, who was standing by the side, saw Beiheng remained silent, standing alone by the window looking out, as if he was sad, so he walked over and said, "Brother Muir, what's wrong with you?"

"Be careful, we may be in danger."

Beiheng looked back and reminded Moss, "You are right. If you continue like this, you will have no chance of winning. Don't be decadent anymore. Although your decadence is due to hidden mental pollution, this is not a reason to maintain the status quo. You must find a way to win in this game world as soon as possible."

Moss was stunned. His consciousness filtered out the words "mental pollution", but after listening to it, he was inexplicably convinced, as if Muir's voice had a strong authoritative power, and could even cleanse the mind to a certain extent, making people unable to help but believe it.

"Yes, that's right, we have to designate a global plan!"

"First, divide the work. People with experience in intelligence work and people who are good at analysis... follow the form that Mo Sui said before and integrate useful forces. In addition, given the limitations of your respective personalities, you should list them as prerequisites for reference when dividing the work."

This is a matter of course, but they have not done it well for so many days, which shows the severity of mental intervention.

In a subtle way, they will completely become NPCs in the game, and unless they wake up, they will not be able to get rid of it. Moreover, it is really difficult for them to act in this state. They may be affected by the NPC's spirit at any time, and low efficiency and high unexpectedness coexist.

However, they must be the winner of the game.

"Can anyone connect to the information network of this city?"

Although it is a strange place, there are still things that should be there, such as basic information engineering. Bei Heng was convinced by his observations along the way.

At this time, the players in the corridor gathered around. When they heard Bei Heng say this, several people volunteered to raise their hands, claiming to be hackers or related professions such as hackers. According to them, their Black Dragon Group has always controlled the network of the Sky Domain. As long as they want, they can hack into any place. There is no terminal that they cannot hack.

After listening, Bei Heng was silent for a few seconds, and felt that they really completely replaced the role. If this continues, they may forget their identity as players in a short time.

"Okay, execute the order just now," Bei Heng turned to look at Moss and asked, "Is there a place suitable for coordinated operations? Prepare as soon as possible."

"Yes!" Moss immediately took the order and rushed into the casino with a group of black-clothed brothers.

"Everyone is really hardworking."

Several decadent black-clothed team members said similar words, and handed Bei Heng tea, saying: "Drink more hot water, healthy warm body."

"..."

Bei Heng looked at the tea and was silent for a few seconds.

"Hot water? Boil, that's too old-fashioned! Come on, welcome our Muir brothers and provide one-stop hot spring service!" Several more team members gathered around and hurriedly received Bei Heng warmly.

"..." Bei Heng glanced at them, and said indifferently: "Are you free? Focus on your work."

When they heard this, their faces froze and they lowered their heads in frustration.

But Bei Heng said: "However, the good intention is good, but it's not the right time."

They immediately raised their heads again, with great spirits, and said happily: "Brother Muir, you are really a good person."

Then he said a lot of messy words.

It seems that the trial given to them before entering the [God War] is far from enough.

It took Bei Heng a while to get away from them and walk to a relatively deserted place. Has this kind of thing been surrounded by people before? It always feels a bit fresh.

Noisy life looks more energetic.

Bei Heng used the power given by the right pupil before to collect a lot of information along the way, and now he has time to digest it.

This huge city is called Tianyu, and the situation is complicated. It is parasitic on many forms of creatures and evil things that deviate from the norm, but even the power of the right pupil cannot observe the full picture of this city. It is very likely that this city itself is also a kind of weirdness. It has swallowed up many apocalyptic histories, so history is manifested in it, mixed and complicated, full of weirdness.

The brain almost completely closed this game, and it is impossible to pour this game into [Drowning] immediately. However, before Bei Heng came to [Warm Human World], he passed by the game of stomach and spine, and successfully set up the divine pattern. As long as he waits for a while, [Cooking] and [Stone Evolution] will enter [Drowning].

The only problem is that there are actually not many players left in these two games. Pushing [Drowning] will not input much combat power, and the stomach and spine are of the "mother" group. Will they be able to deal with it? It's hard to say about the strange sea, it depends on what Right Tong tells them.

That's all, let's leave aside the external matters for now. The key is this game right now.

The time of relative peace must be coming to an end, and something will happen soon, even now.

At this time.

"Brother Muir, why are you here?"

Moss couldn't see Bei Heng for a long time, but finally found Bei Heng at the end of the corridor and ran over quickly.

Bei Heng didn't explain much and first asked Moss about the division of labor in the organization.

Moss said confidently: "Don't worry, arrangements are already being made." As he said that, he pointed in the other direction of the corridor, towards the coordination room at the end, and his eyes said so.

"You said before that 'mind control' is an effective way to eliminate players. Regarding this point, have you ever thought about how to use it more efficiently?" Bei Heng directly pointed out the topic without saying any unnecessary words.

They discussed as they walked. Hearing what Bei Heng said, Moss felt the same and said: "I have thought about it, but it is too difficult. To successfully control a player to self-destruct, you not only have to sneak into their spiritual realm, but also overcome their inner self-preservation mechanism. Guide them step by step to eliminate themselves. Under normal circumstances, it takes me several hours to investigate and implement it personally. In total, I can kill three or four players in a day. "

Of course, it's much easier to kill NPCs than players, but that's meaningless.

"Among our companions, there are only a dozen or so people who can do it to my level. Others can't do it. It's easy to reveal their secrets. It's really difficult to control the mind with purely personal skills. It would be great if I could use player skills."

At this point, Moss sighed again.

According to him, if things go well, they can kill up to forty players a day. Considering the number of players in the entire game, this number is negligible. Even if they don't kill, those people may not survive.

If that's the case, they might as well focus on saving their lives and forget about killing other players, Bei Heng believes.

But Moss changed his words and smiled, saying: "I tried a special method today and successfully killed hundreds of players. There may be NPCs among them, so just ignore them. If we add them, there may be more than a thousand people." ”

Really? Bei Heng recalled that when he first met Moss, this person was really an avant-garde person with strange ideas. It seems that he hasn't changed much now.

Moss then said: "That's propaganda, no, more accurately, using the media? Although I don't have many skills to use, but fortunately, [Suggestion], [High-end Speaking Skills] and extraordinary power The skills that are not relevant are still there, so I tried to make flyers yesterday, and I didn’t expect that the results were so good today.”

With that said, Moss took out a leaflet and handed it to Bei Heng.

Bei Heng took a look and found that the content written by Moss was not very misleading. As long as the player's mind is normal, there is a high probability that it will not be affected.

"Yes, that's right!" Moss said excitedly: "This information is not for players, but for NPCs! Players have the NPC side in their hearts, which is the weak side, so why can't I just focus on the weak side? Why bother to compete with a group of old foxes? Dou Yong."

"yes."

Bei Heng affirmed, but then changed the subject and reminded: "Maybe what you have thought of, other players and forces have also thought of it. If you have a better way, it is recommended not to expose it in advance, but to aim for a better opportunity. Achieve better results in a more efficient way, otherwise, your ideas will be exposed to them. ”

Moss was stunned for a moment, his mind was shaken, and he couldn't help but have a feeling of admiration. He seemed to realize the charm of excessive intelligence.

"Brother Muir, it's great that you can come! By the way, why didn't I know you before? A master like you shouldn't be famous. If nothing else, Mo Sui would never miss it. Ah, that guy loves nothing more than finding talent so he has less work to do.”

"Is that so?" Bei Heng's focus was that Mo Sui seemed to be lazy again.

It happens to be 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, and it will enter the next day, and all night programs, broadcasts, etc. will be broadcast.

A bell was ringing somewhere, from far to near, and the subtle vibration seemed to be transmitted to the human body, linking the heartbeat.

Moss was talking, but after hearing the bell, his expression suddenly changed, and his head felt like it was hit, and a possible message exploded in an instant.

"Oops, maybe other players have already started doing that."

Before he could finish his words, he rushed to the nearest TV terminal on the spot.

There were originally a few companions guarding there, but now they are all gathered around the TV, watching intently, with tears in their eyes. The old and thick man is actually wiping his tears and sobbing.

An emotional program was being broadcast on TV. In the program, a guy who looked very depressed was telling his complicated story. The subtitles said "In fact, life is meaningless, meaning is just a word that deceives oneself and others".

The companions seemed to agree very much with this passage, and each of them copied several books. Even though their pens ran out of ink, they continued to copy, turning pages faster than anything else.

No, are they still writing words? It was clearly a ghost-drawing talisman.

"Damn! It's already started!" Moss's eyes widened and his whole body trembled. "There are already players using the media on a large scale!"

Bei Heng came later and also saw the TV program.