After I became the infinite flow boss

At this time, the leading players in satellite cities No. 2, No. 3, and No. 4 all looked solemn.

Some people knew the true situation of the dungeon, while others did not. They could only infer from scattered information that major events had occurred in satellite cities No. 1, No. 5, and No. 7. The specific situation was most likely that the dungeon boss had the upper hand, and the death of more than 4,000 players was evidence.

"We can't go over there. The dungeon boss's ability may be contagious. No one from those satellite cities can be allowed in, and we can't contact them. The ability to destroy a large union in a short time is definitely related to division. We must guard the border and clear out suspicious people in the city at the same time, otherwise we will really be wiped out by the dungeon boss!"

In the staff room of the executive department in satellite city No. 4, a stern-looking guild leader announced.

What a joke, 10,000 players entered this dungeon, aiming directly at the "Left Eye of the Lord God", but were blocked by a dungeon boss, and almost half of the players were killed in one or two days. Although amnesia is indeed a fatal setting, it is completely targeted by the "Left Eye of the Lord God", but this result, this miserable situation, is too abominable.

In the heavy atmosphere, a player with a scholarly face stood up and said: "President, based on the killing pattern of the previous dungeon boss, as well as the social network and contact range of the deceased before his death, we investigated the dungeon boss's difficult human identity..."

"What's the use of saying this now? It's too slow, too slow. The dungeon boss has already controlled the three satellite cities. The destruction of the sixth satellite city is only a matter of time. What we need now is absolute violence, which can crush the absolute violence of the three major cities on the opposite side!"

After the suspense dungeon became a political dungeon, it has now become a violent dungeon. Is violence really the best way to solve the problem? Several consultant players at the scene thought of this sadly.

Guild President Cui Zhenghua ignored their emotions and continued, "Now we will start to integrate an assassination team, gather high-level assassin players, and I will lead the team to sneak into Satellite City No. 7 and assassinate the dungeon boss."

"Don't you wait for the results of the game in the main city?" said the staff officer.

"Wait for nothing!" Cui Zhenghua's expression was a little ferocious, "The people we sent over here are not much better than the players of other guilds or individual players. The possibility of winning in the end is very slim. Indeed, if I sneak into the dungeon boss, once my companions get the right to use weapons, I will become a target. But in this case, if we don't act, we will definitely die."

The name of their guild is Broken Snake, which is one of the best assassin guilds in the 49th plane. Most of the members' differentiated professions are assassins. The basic values ​​and skill proficiency of the assassin profession have almost reached the ceiling of this dungeon, and they are the party that is restricted.

According to the current situation, they naturally have to launch an assassination. Between attack and defense, if they don't choose to attack, they will die, because the ability of the dungeon boss is obviously very targeted at the defender.

The staff thought about it and agreed with Cui Zhenghua's statement. The union immediately sent experts to prepare for the assassination.

In the No. 3 satellite city, several union presidents also thought of the same thing.

"The No. 7 satellite city is so big that it is equivalent to having no defense. We send a small number of elites to kill the dungeon boss and we will definitely kill him."

"But will he be unprepared? I heard that Baibian from the No. 1 satellite city lost when he went to the No. 7 satellite city. He may have a powerful bodyguard around him, right?"

"Of course, the dungeon boss will definitely set up an ambush. This fight will be difficult, but we also have our trump cards."

The eyes of several union presidents were focused on one person. The black-haired and black-eyed young man holding a sword nodded and said, "My skills are suitable for this job."

"Okay!"

The attack team of dozens of players gradually formed.

At the same time, Sartre, who was lurking in Satellite City No. 3, looked at the building where the players were from afar.

The boss of the Mercenary Union in Satellite City No. 2 was also planning the same thing.

However, Xu Ren of the Mercenary Union had thought of it in advance and had been well designed.

"Lu Meng, let's start."

The girl whose name was called raised her head slightly and locked her sight on several black cars coming out of the opposite building.

Her eyes moved, and her soul talent was activated. The next second, the black car in the lead suddenly seemed to have a steering wheel failure and rushed left and right.

The special soul talent [Sensory Operation] was put into use in actual combat for the first time.

Xu Ren raised the corner of his mouth and smiled. Next, it was time for the annihilation war.

At the same time, at the main city [Ten Thousand Council Game] site, the white-haired old man finally finished his speech of several thousand words.

The twenty-three players in the audience looked heavy. They didn't know how the opponent would make a move.

Juan'er, who appeared as the prosecutor of Satellite City No. 7, was treated as an NPC by several players when she entered the game scene.

They were very suspicious of Juan'er, because theoretically the game was for players only, so why could an NPC sneak in, and she was a prosecutor. Sure enough, there were too many strange things in this copy.

At this time, the old bearded man shouted: "Everyone, everyone! Let's enter the real world and think about our own nature."

While he was speaking, the environment around the players suddenly changed. The lights gradually dimmed, the temperature dropped, and inexplicable fog rose from the ground. From time to time, cold wind blew in the passage behind him, which smelled of blood.

The players felt cold almost at the same time. It was not cold in the physical sense, but cold in a deeper sense. This coldness was like a chain, locking their bodies tightly and piercing their skin like a needle, cold to the point of pain.

The white-bearded old man and the thousand NPCs behind him were motionless, expressionless, and completely unaffected by this change.

Among the players, the player named Gao Li who was set as a camera by the system was a fan of decryption dungeons. He had cleared more than 3,000 decryption dungeons, and almost cleared all the dungeons that could be cleared by decryption. He had a large amount of knowledge and a quick mind. He had accumulated a lot of decryption experience in thousands of clearances. It can be said that if it was a decryption-related dungeon, he believed that his chance of winning was absolutely more than 90%.

However, what the old man with white beard said just now shook him a little. On the way here, he had already discovered that there was nothing to decrypt in this place. The layout and decoration of the room, the design and pattern of the items, the news and notes on the table, there was nothing in this space that could be decrypted.

In other words, everything about the [Ten Thousand Council Game] is unknown, and you cannot get any information in advance.

Takanari felt a little nervous about this. He always felt that this game would be very strange.

At this time.

"Everyone, I hope to know your answer," the old man with white beard stood with his hands behind his back, revealing a faint power. His eyes were bright and he grinned, saying: "I ask you, do you believe that the psychological structure of human beings is designed innately?"

As soon as these words came out, the faces of all the players changed, because a floating white paper appeared in front of them, and their thoughts would be synchronized to that white paper and appear instantly.

"Oh my god, this is a quiz game?" The player in the live broadcast room jumped up and said in shock: "I thought it was a deadly game, but it turned out to be a quiz game, the mechanism is very simple"

"It's troublesome because it's simple, no wonder the NPC said that scheming and strategy are useless. It turns out that this game is just like an exam, it depends on the answer you give, and nothing else matters"

"Hey, why don't you talk about the question itself? Don't you think the NPC's question is outrageous? What is innate design? There is an answer to this kind of question???"

Not to mention the live broadcast room, the more than 20 players present also thought so.

The simpler it is, the more terrifying it is. This is the experience summarized by many dungeon games. For example, for the first question, should we answer "believe it or not" or "yes or no"? Is this a question about personal thoughts, or a question about truth? If it is the latter, who knows the answer to this question? There is no answer at all. This is a question from heaven! Ask it to the end!

Gao Li couldn't help cursing in his heart. If it was an objective scientific question, maybe he could find the answer from the knowledge in his brain, but for this kind of question, let alone whether there is an answer, it is rare for anyone to ask it. It can even be said that the person who came up with this question is a weirdo. How can a normal person ask this?

Can this question contribute to the overall knowledge of mankind?

In particular, this question is not like an exam answer sheet, which will give you a limited range and word count. It is like an apple that suddenly hits your head. You can have infinite thoughts about it, but it is rare in the world to think of gravity from it.

However, even if Gao Li had thousands of thoughts in his mind, the time in the outside world was still passing. There was a countdown for this question, and there was only 10 seconds to answer.

"Damn! This is still a quick answer!"

Bei Heng, who returned home, asked Zuo Tong to project the picture on the TV and watched the development of things with a bit of a bystander mentality.

This game is related to Zuo Tong. The game would not have turned out to be what it is now, but because Zuo Tong went berserk, his power went out of control, he assimilated some NPCs, and changed the rules, which led to the current situation.

"I don't quite understand the direction of the game." Bei Heng watched the live broadcast of the Ten Thousand Councils and thought about the question the NPC had just asked.

At this time, the system countdown had begun.

"5, 4, "

The players on the scene reacted immediately and rushed to come up with the answer on a white paper.

Takashi's back was covered in cold sweat.

"2, 1"

After ten seconds, the white-bearded old man showed a cruel smile.

What exactly will happen? Almost everyone who is paying attention to this matter inside and outside the scene wants to know.

Suddenly, bang, bang!

Three explosions sounded at the same time. In the picture, the heads of two players exploded, blood splattered on the spot, and the heart of a player exploded, and blood flowed out of his heart.

"Fuck, these three players are all famous puzzlers, how could they just die like this? How could this happen!"

"The answer must be wrong. No matter how good the players are, it would be strange if some of them didn't die if they heard this kind of question for the first time. It can only be said that they are not strong enough. Look, others are still fine."

Indeed, their camera player Takanari was pale, but still alive. During the few seconds of answering time, he didn't even know what he was thinking at the time. He wrote down the answer on impulse. His answer was "predestined design", and then he didn't die, so the answer to this question was actually predestined design!

Fuck, is this true? Takanari was shocked.

But the players behind Takanari looked even worse than Takanari. They could see Takanari’s answer from their position. After writing their answers, they noticed Takanari’s answer and were very surprised because their answers were different from Takanari’s. Almost all of them were “not designed by nature”.

In other words, both answers to this question were correct. What answers did the three people who just died write to die?

The players’ mood became complicated on the spot.

Beiheng, who could see the scene from almost all angles, was also a little confused, but fortunately Juan’er survived this round. Her answer was “believe”, that is, believe that it was designed by nature.

Beiheng thought a little, thinking of the wisdom said by the white-bearded old man before the start, and then connected with the current situation and history of Eden City, he vaguely thought of the key to pass the level, but even if he knew the key, it was not easy to pass the level.

The white-bearded old man scanned the entire venue again. When he saw Juan'er, his eyes paused, and then he said, "Everyone, do you think that the soul is the essence of the self?"

"Fuck, here we go again. This NPC's brain can't only have these question banks, right? How can I answer this ghost question? Any answer may be wrong. The players on the scene are too miserable."

"Damn, this reminds me of the nightmare of the exam. The most deadly thing is to be forced to choose one of two options."

"Has anyone seen anything? Is this game really just a simple question answering game?"

At the same time, the countdown on the scene continued. This time it was shorter, with only nine seconds left, and there was no time to think.

"5, 4"

Go for it! Takanari is obviously an old puzzle player. He can't change his habit of getting nervous when he hears the countdown. He quickly wrote down the answer on a piece of white paper. Although he knew that there were several players behind him peeking at his answer, he didn't care. Damn, the answer is useless!

The countdown ended again, and the old man with white beard smiled more deeply. He said with a strange smile: "Humans, it's really interesting."

Before he finished speaking, nine explosions sounded at the same time, and nine players' heads were blown off at the same time, falling to the ground with blood staining the carpet red.

The exploded brain was like a crushed walnut meat, connected to the eyeballs with blood and flesh, the picture was simply disgusting.

It was only two or three minutes, and there were only eleven people left in the group of twenty-three people. They knew the twelve dead people, all of whom were very powerful players. If it was a general puzzle game, they would never die so quickly, but this game was too special.

Strange questions, frozen space, and limited answering time, these conditions are very easy to understand, and they don't make you complicated. It's so direct. If the answer is right, you will survive. It's a very simple thing.

But because it's simple, it makes them doubly nervous.

Now several players have found that some people can survive while others die despite the same answer. What does this mean? The answer to the explanation question is not the key to survival at all, the key is other things, this thing, in just a few seconds, showed the difference!

In front of the TV screen, after confirming everyone's answers again, Bei Heng was sure that the mechanism of this game was what he thought, and Juan'er should have noticed that this time her answer was "feel", that is, she felt that the soul is the essence of the self.

Can she make it to the end?

At this time, Zuo Tong turned back into a child and sat aside to watch the game.

There were also glutinous rice balls and blue butterflies, they turned into human forms respectively, glutinous rice balls were a doll wearing a white skirt, and blue butterflies were a doll wearing a white and blue dress. The appearance of the two children was very delicate, not like humans.

The human forms of glutinous rice balls and blue butterflies seemed to be younger than Zuo Tong, which should be the difference in liberation values. Perhaps, when their liberation values ​​reached 100%, they would show the form of adults.

Bei Heng looked at the two dolls, thinking.

The two dolls blinked, ran over with a smile, dancing, as if they had found something interesting to tell Bei Heng.

Bei Heng said that this was the critical moment. The two kids tilted their heads and sat obediently to watch the game with Bei Heng.

Now the white-bearded old man has asked the third question: "Everyone, do you think there is a limit to human cognition?"

The countdown starts from five seconds, and there are only three seconds left. You have to answer almost immediately after the question is asked.

The players on the scene were sweating profusely, and almost everyone was pale.

"Fuck, the opponent doesn't even want to give time to think. I think the players will be wiped out in this wave."

"No, no, look at the woman in the corner. Why is she so calm? She must know the key to clearing the level."

"Huh? Don't make a mistake. Isn't this the prosecutor of Satellite City No. 7? What can she do even if she clears the level? Wait, she won't be sent by the dungeon boss?"

Bang! The countdown ended, and six more players on the scene had their heads or hearts exploded, bursting out a rolling blood mist.

Takanari looked at this scene stupidly, and his thinking almost stopped.

The unquestionable old man with a white beard didn't care about it at all. He smiled cruelly and then announced the fourth question: "Everyone, do you believe that ghosts and gods exist in this world?"

The countdown was one second.

In the blink of an eye, two more players were instantly killed by the explosion of their heads. Before they died, they both looked like they had figured out the secret to passing the level. However, even if they had figured out the key, they were still killed by the explosion.

One second later, only Takanari, Juan'er, and a middle-aged male player were left.

The players in the live broadcast room were stunned, and most of them still hadn't reacted to what this game was all about.

"I know, it's attitude! It's the attitude of the players facing the problem!"

"Wait, are you serious? This is actually an attitude game?"

"No, it's not the attitude towards the problem, but the attitude towards the answer." id Lunwu Zhanli suddenly spoke.

Answer the answer of the cognitive realm at what level, and think what you should think. Once you hesitate or doubt, the answer they give is not the answer they should have at the moment.

For this group of old players with scheming brains, the simpler the game, the more deadly it is, because they can't think too simply.

The reason why Takanari can survive until now is that he is so nervous that his brain short-circuits when he hears the countdown. This is also lucky.

In addition, the middle-aged man saw the key to answering the questions early, and every time he reached the critical moment of answering the questions, he would forcefully control his thinking and give crazy psychological hints.

And this woman.

id On the Void Combat Power Staring at Juan'er, I always feel that her demeanor is a bit like someone I know.

At this time, the white-bearded old man looked at the three people in the audience with satisfaction and said, "Everyone, what do you think is the key to this game? Please think slowly and answer."

This time, the countdown sound did not sound, and there was no time limit. This time the question is undoubtedly an open question. With the last reminder, it is estimated that it is different from the previous questions. This time the question is not only about the attitude towards the answer, but also the content of the answer itself is the key, which requires careful consideration before answering.

"NPC means to have an accurate answer. We said it was an attitude before, but it seems not that simple when I think about it carefully. I feel that this answer is also somewhat related to the background of the copy," Tel Aviv commented after a set of confusion.

In the live picture, Takanari's face is the ugliest, the middle-aged man is a little better, and the last woman does not look as comfortable as before. She seems to feel tricky about this question, frowning, as if she is entangled in something very important.

"Can I ask for help?" Suddenly, Juan'er raised her eyes and asked a question that was beyond most people's imagination.

No, can I ask for help in this situation? Who should she ask for help, the dungeon boss? The players in the live broadcast room were dumbfounded.

Unexpectedly, the white-bearded old man actually nodded and said, "Yes, just ask for help."

Takanari and the middle-aged man paused at the same time. This game is too free. Should I also ask for help from my own guild?

Beiheng was surprised to see such a sudden development.

And the next second, Juan'er really came to ask for help as she had just said.

Beiheng received her straightforward help message through his left pupil, and he didn't know what to say, but he understood the reason. Juan'er knew the key to pass the level, but her knowledge was vague and inaccurate. She was worried that her statement was inaccurate and she would answer the questions incorrectly, resulting in failure to pass the level, so she came to ask for help out of help.

Knowing that the opponent player could not be closer to the answer than she thought, and that if everyone lost, no one would get a broken-specification weapon, Juan'er still wanted to win, and wanted to win this victory for the Lord God.

However, now the problem is on her side, and Bei Heng fell into thinking.

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