Building a sect from scratch

These headless people's three souls and seven spirits are almost completely scattered, and only one living soul remains to maintain the movement of their limbs and trunks.

Strictly speaking, headless people and Yin corpses are quite similar in flesh and appearance, and even in the formation of their flesh, they are somewhat similar. It's just that Yin corpses are evil spirits that control the flesh after birth, or they are controlled by others. No matter which one, it has nothing to do with the original owner of the flesh. The flesh of the headless people is controlled by the only remaining living soul, and the owner of that living soul is themselves.

The existence of the fake dragon ball not only maintains the "life" of the monster made of bones, but also restrains the instincts of all headless people. Therefore, when the fake dragon ball was put away, all the headless people in the entire underground world seemed to be suddenly activated, bursting out with extremely strong resentment and overwhelming hatred.

How can they not resent and hate?

That was oppression for who knows how many years.

Treating people as containers for energy conversion, who can not resent and hate?

The three souls and seven spirits of the headless people were reduced to a ghost spirit. They could not think about the logic of their misfortune, nor could they distinguish the cause of their pain. They could only rely on instinct to rush to the place where the only living breath exuded the "smell of life" gathered, and crowded at the feet of the players flying in the sky.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck! Red names are on! It's killing me!"

"Is this the Xiuxian version of Zombie Siege!?"

"How can we kill so many!"

"Why don't we go back and get some rocket launchers?"

"That thing is very expensive, and we have to apply for approval. Can our community apply for it?"

The players talked lively, but their hands were not idle.

Since they were red names, they must have tried to attack a few times.

Everyone soon found that this scene was just scary, and these headless people were really fragile. They could be killed with a few chops.

Seeing this scene, Jun Chou was stunned at first, and then he suddenly reacted.

If it were an ordinary monk, after doing such a thing, he would be dragged to death by so many headless people. Even if he ran away, these headless people gathered here, relying on the spiritual energy of the spiritual stone veins for nourishment. Over time, it would only become more and more difficult and eventually cause a disaster!

But the one who did this was a player——

What kind of existence is a player? Even if they are not sick, they will have a seizure. How can they not be greedy when they see a red name? Moreover, these headless people have no means of attack. What monks fear most is the erosion of the monks' spirit by resentment and hatred. It is easy to make monks who have been underground for a long time become extreme and irritable. If they stay underground for too long, they may even become one of these headless people without knowing it. At that time, it will be terrifying.

But this kind of danger is a zero threat to players.

Because this kind of spiritual erosion, to put it bluntly, acts on the soul, but players are just a connection projection of a wisp of consciousness. Where does the soul come from? They will not be affected by it!

Jun Chou, who had thought about it, breathed a sigh of relief and watched Fang Xianyu leave. Even a Jindan-stage cultivator would feel uncomfortable if he stayed in this environment for a long time. Now that the problem was solved, she naturally didn't need to keep watching here.

Jun Chou and Fang Xianyu's peeping players didn't know that they were discussing these headless monsters enthusiastically.

The player who first killed a headless man said in surprise: "There are still experience points! It's just a little bit. One monster only gives 100 experience points. The dog planner should be stingy!"

Another player followed up and complained: "Prestige and contribution are even less, less than 100!"

However, although the amount given for each is small, it is still large. At a glance, there are at least tens of thousands of headless people in the entire underground world. If you count them, it's really a lot!

Renxinhuadao immediately suggested: "We can't eat alone, how about this, why don't we shout in the community group and let everyone come and take advantage of it?"

A player asked: "What about the temporary camp? Someone has to guard it!"

Nietzsche has a good idea: "We can outsource it and ask people from other communities to help guard it!"

Other players didn't have any opinions, and most of them were even very excited.

As a new community composed mostly of newbies, the gap between everyone and the old players is a bit big. The old players all have a set of school uniforms, and the new players can't even get a set of green clothes - unless they are krypton guys, they can buy them from the old players at a high price.

There is such an opportunity, which allows everyone to eat meat and drink soup, and catch up quietly, how exciting!

Some players were so excited that they started to talk nonsense: "Then hurry up and call for help! This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! There is gold everywhere! God! Gold is falling from the sky!"

There are also players who are particularly particular about fairness and deliberately said: "Don't do it, wait until everyone comes down, it won't take a while!"

Nietzsche hurriedly contacted Longshan Sheyi, which clearly marked the price for orders and provided after-sales service, and had a good reputation.

Just after finding two old players from Longshan to join the group to help guard the temporary camp, the message in the group has been bombarded to 99+.

Although there are not many people in Haoqi Changcun Sheyi, the members of Sheyi are less than 100 at most, but most of them are college students. They are rushing to the National Day holiday, and they are more idle than each other. When they heard that there was a chance to get free experience, prestige, and contribution, they all crawled into the game warehouse to log in, for fear of being late and missing a mouthful of meat soup.

In just ten minutes, nearly 70 members of the community came up, and more than 40 of them came up, just enough to form a large group of 50 people. While waiting for people to come online, several players in the team argued whether to let players from other communities come over to share.

"For this, people from other communities will decline, otherwise this matter will not end," Nietzsche, as the president and group leader, said with finality: "And this is a copy triggered by our community, it is our own luck, we have no obligation to share it with others, not to mention that the more people there are, the less prestige and contribution we get, everyone should understand this principle. So it's okay for our family to share the benefits, but forget about outsiders!"

That's right, in the game "Ten Continents", whether it's monsters encountered in the wild or the Nine Nether Demons encountered in the next book, the prestige and contribution points obtained by killing them are diluted according to the number of people - if this is not done, players will definitely use bugs to find ways to get more prestige and contribution points for free, and Fang Xianyu will not be able to make ends meet!

Therefore, the more people there are, the less prestige and contribution they get, which ensures the balance of the system energy points that players bring to Fang Xianyu.

Of course, Fang Xianyu is still very generous in terms of experience points, treating everyone equally and not diluting them equally, which is why Nietzsche decided to let all members of the community come to play monsters as much as possible. (End of this chapter)