After I became the infinite flow boss

Among the audience in the live broadcast room, the faces of the members of the Olympus Union who failed to be selected were very ugly.

"What a pity! These dozen guys succeeded in getting in."

In the second department of the Olympus Union, Chen Feiyi just wanted to curse.

As outsiders in the live broadcast room, they can see more clearly.

Before, there was no information about "left arm" in the [Shock Town] copy. Now it suddenly came out when asked. There is obviously a problem, and this so-called boss childhood information is problematic no matter how you think about it.

"Did the NPC lie? How is this possible?"

The mayor is not an NPC replaced by the player, because the player cannot replace the old man. The infinite system is not so unethical that the player can replace the old man, so the mayor can only be an indigenous NPC.

"Today's players are obsessed with finding the left arm, and at the same time know that others have the same goal as themselves, so they fall into a state of competitive anxiety at the beginning. This kind of psychology..."

Is it being used by the hidden people behind the scenes? But this is just the beginning.

"It's hard not to increase anxiety by taking advantage of the players' psychology and providing key information at the right time. So...are all these NPCs under control?"

"No, not really. They seem to have their own will..."

Chen Feiyi suddenly realized something and determined that something big must happen in [Shock Town]. The "Left Arm of the Lord God" is most likely in this dungeon.

"What will happen next?" He focused his attention and stared at the live broadcast screen.

However, the person who appeared in the next shot scared him first.

"Juan'er! She's here too."

The black-clad woman who turned around in an instant was a familiar dress for Chen Feiyi.

Short bangs, casually tied braids, black forest earrings, and a gray and black dress.

Chen Feiyi was stunned for three seconds and frowned, saying, "It seems that we in Olympus should be prepared for the 'Left Arm of the Lord God' to be taken away by our mortal enemy guild."

Although this dungeon had so many difficult events in just a few dozen minutes, Chen Feiyi didn't think Juan'er would lose.

·

More than ten minutes later.

The gloomy air in the mountains sank, and countless ghosts in the state of ghosts appeared in the town, wandering around, looking for living people.

Some new players were scared and fled back to the houses in the town, and then found that as long as the door was closed, the ghosts would not enter the house.

The new players with bad luck did not encounter ghosts, but corpses that were a combination of ghosts and corpses.

They were extremely fast, which was completely different from the speed of corpses. Players with low proficiency in the [Speed ​​Up] skill were killed by them as soon as they met.

At the foot of the mountain at this time, several groups of players were ready to rush up the mountain, and there were gunshots or human shouts and screams everywhere.

However, because this forest was too big and the mountain was too big, the players could not bump into each other for a while.

Here, the equipment of the players will be adjusted due to the restrictions of the dungeon. For example, the players this time could not bring bombs like [Zombie Rising City]. They could only rely on the early non-automatic firearms and cold weapons such as swords.

Therefore, a player's hard power will be tested, and the appropriate differentiation profession is a great advantage.

Now, because it is night, the mountains are filled with gloomy air and thick fog, and the ghosts are in an advantageous position.

When the player team reaches the foot of the mountain, they will inevitably feel like retreating and wonder whether they should wait until tomorrow morning to come back.

After Huang Luzhi and the union members finally killed the corpse ghosts all the way up, they also had the idea of ​​retreating.

"What should we do? These corpse ghosts are more powerful than we thought. We have already lost three companions. Do we really have to go up again?" A new player was scared. He thought that it was too unwise to rush up to find the boss just after leaving the dungeon. They didn't understand the rules of the dungeon yet.

Huang Luzhi glared at the new player who spoke and cursed: "Damn, those idiots died because they were too weak. The corpse ghosts were so close to their faces that they didn't want to chop them. Isn't it looking for death? It's more powerful than we thought? It's your own imagination, idiot."

It's just a few new players who died, which is normal. The old players didn't care. They were more concerned about the movements of other players.

An old player with similar experience as Huang Luzhi took out a telescope. He took a closer look and found that there were several tiny flashing white dots on the mountainside moving quickly.

He could see that it should be the reflection of a sword or something similar.

"Fuck, they all rushed up the mountainside." The old player pointed at that place and cursed, "In order to hide themselves, they didn't even turn on the lights and killed all the way up the mountainside. Do we still have to wait here!"

Damn, the new player turned around and saw that there was indeed something wrong with the place the old player pointed to. Several trees fell down unnaturally, and there really were players who rushed up first.

"Go! Don't waste time!"

Huang Luzhi shouted angrily, then took out a knife and rushed forward to kill the corpse ghost.

Others also killed up.

Another person was deceived by the fake "reflection", which increased the anxiety of the players.

·

On the mountainside, the NPC responsible for creating this illusion is the very stubborn new player in the safe house of [Dead Rising].

His name is Sartre. He had a dispute with Huo Fang before and laughed at Huo Fang for being stupid and exchanging points with the other two new players.

A fire caused him to die of lack of oxygen.

Before he died, he overcame his fear and had only his devout faith in God.

It was also after that that he lost his fear as a creature and was replaced by absolute piety.

After arriving in the white room, he was even more convinced, convinced!

There are gods in this world, and the gods heard his prayers and gave him a chance to live!

When Sartre walked out of the balcony and saw other players, he was indeed surprised for a second, wondering why those guys came to the same place as him, those... demon-like guys.

But that was only a second. He soon realized that this was a test given by God to test whether he could still stick to his faith in this situation.

Sartre understood, so he calmed down and stood alone on the balcony staring at the sky. His soul underwent a qualitative change.

This is a kind of psychological drastic change, which leads to a drastic change in the soul. When something is missing, another thing is gained. The strength of the soul changes, either increases or decreases, which in turn causes their basic values ​​as players to also change.

They usually have no self-awareness, because their spirits in this state no longer doubt themselves. They have placed their spirits on something higher, and have developed an attachment to others other than themselves.

Take Sartre, for example. In the blink of an eye, his soul became stronger and his basic values ​​also increased.

When Oran received the [Quiet] admonishment and wondered if the Lord God had placed them in these rooms, Sart nodded.

Yes, that's it.

When other players began to doubt because of Olan's suspicion, Sartre felt better. It's too late for you to realize that this is God's arrangement now. I already knew it.

And then, God indeed sent down a mission.

"The copy of Terror Town, you as NPCs complete the mission"

When Sartre heard the voice of the god, he climbed onto the balcony like a madman and shouted to heaven: "I will give everything to you!"

His sudden excitement startled the other players.

The other players just heard the other player's voice, and the Sartre suddenly shouted.

It would be a lie to say it's not scary.

But now, it seems impossible.

The person in the sky, even if he is not the main god, is still an existence at the level of the main god. Their players can only look up to him. Although it is just such a short sentence, he does not mention any reward or price, he just talks about a mission.

A projection of an option appeared in front of all 17 players.

Agree or refuse.

Including Olan, no one dared to choose to refuse, as if refusing this option would lead directly to hell.

However, they also don't understand why a being of that level would participate in the game, what on earth is he thinking, and what is he planning to do. Is it a major event that is about to subvert the virtual world and the illusion world?

Oran thought for a moment and became the second player after Sartre to accept the task.

After he nodded, the other players didn't dare to hesitate anymore.

If you lose the game, you would have been destined to be eliminated. Now that you have survived by chance, there is no greater gift than this.

He said that if he could survive, he could be a cow or a horse. Could it be that this idea kept him alive?

Oran doesn't understand yet, so he wants to verify it through the next task. If he can complete the task beyond imagination and satisfy that person, maybe he will know why. This is what he thinks.

Without confidence, there is no chance for dialogue. The bosses in those god-level dungeons taught him this truth firsthand.

"I want to live!" Huang Zongsheng immediately pressed accept.

"I want it too!" Rhodes hurriedly followed.

Everyone else clicked Agree.

So, all 17 players accepted the task.

At that time, when Bei Heng saw them all agreeing outside, he felt a little strange.

"But this is fine."

·

At this moment, Sartre, who was a rookie player not long ago, played an unexpected role.

The NPC he transformed into was a mid-level ghoul, tall and thin, almost two meters tall. Apart from his excellent physique, he was almost the same as a human in other places.

Sartre not only created the illusion that "some players have already reached the mountainside" on the mountainside, but when he saw that two or more groups of players were about to meet, he also attacked both players first, making them suspect that the other team was attacking. them.

"Make players anxious, make players confused"

While Sartre was killing the players, he remembered the voice of the gods issuing missions.

So holy, so clean.

He was excited. He had never killed someone so freely.

"Yes, everything is my God's will."

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