Forces of Temptation

Players who originally wanted to wait and see again, when they saw that players from teams 7 and 8 who did not seem to be easy to get along with were in the town, they immediately changed their strategy and smeared oil on the soles of their feet.

The squirrel town with nearly 2,000 players was cleared into a ghost town in just three hours at an unimaginable speed.

The timer doesn't seem to stop,

Seeing that the shadow of the sun moved past the center, those players checked the counting cards at the door, and determined that the irrelevant players should have been removed.

The fairy tale town that is usually overcrowded, due to the excessive silence, even the cartoon sculptures on the roadside raised to the corners of their mouths to an exaggerated extent, with a little indescribable evil.

Oil-Fang Mian: People are almost gone.

Director-Zhi Xun: "The Ark", come out.

Pioneer-Lynch Bing: We can talk first and make an appointment.

Three teams made an invitation to the "Cube Ark".

Different attitudes, but the same purpose.

In their cognition, the so-called 8-hour grace period is just a trick of the "Little Ark".

When the other players in the town are almost gone, it's time for them to do it too.

Three parties waited patiently for more than a minute.

Wait for a sentence—

Cube Ark - Li Yinhang (Li Bank): Players who are currently in Squirrel Town, please leave the town within 4 hours and 40 minutes.

Everyone: "…"

However, they have been in the dungeon for a long time, and the anger value will not be provoked so easily.

Everyone has their own arrangements.

People from three or four teams chose bars and restaurants to rest and supplement their nutrition.

8 hours, they can afford it.

The other teams did not communicate with each other, but tacitly spread out in the small town to search for the possible foothold of the "Cube Ark".

People who take a different course of action are secretly laughing at each other.

The resting people think that the squirrel town is so big that it is too stupid to waste energy on this kind of thing.

Searchers believe that spending time on rest is a reckless act.

The coordinate system of the "Cube Ark" is clearly in the squirrel town, and Li Yinhang has to report the time every five minutes.

As long as the Q version of the squirrel head next to this person's name is always there, they are not afraid of the "Cube Ark" and the others running away from the town.

Both sides tacitly abuse each other: big fool.

Players in Squirrel Town go their own way, which makes the people on the outside impatient.

The number of people who are booing about the seedlings began to increase.

—Turtle!

—Why do you have to wait 8 hours? Is it funny?

—"Cube Ark" doesn't necessarily have a copy creature, right? It's everyone's speculation, right?

—that is, when people report the number, a bunch of fools are coaxed to run over~

The people on the island were not irritated by Li Yinhang, an emotionless time-telling machine, but all of them were very angry with these noisy and yin-yang guys on the World Channel.

There are two groups of players who originally wanted to wait for the dungeon creatures to appear, but they changed their minds and started to search.

If you find that "Li Yinhang" of the "Cube Ark", no matter whether you are a man or a woman, you should beat him first!

…

On a small platform between the crystal spires of the Castle Cinema, Jiang Fang leaned on the end away from the edge of the platform with arms folded.

He, like Nanzhou, did not update the game interface.

But the current situation is almost completely consistent with the situation he and Nan Zhou deduced.

So Jiang Fang knows what kind of chaos the World Channel is currently in.

Faced with the endless abuse, Li Yinhang took a sip of water without changing his face, and when the system time pointed to the exact number, he moved his fingertips and sent the countdown that had been edited and reviewed many times.

She performs her role with great fidelity.

Jiang Fang closed his eyes: "Don't take those words to heart."

Li Yinhang was inexplicable: "Ah? What?"

Her eyes were focused on the vicious words that quickly passed by, and only then did she realize Jiang Fang's direction.

She waved nonchalantly: "Hey, what's this."

In Li Yinhang's working life, she has long been numb to the lethality of language as a weapon.

Once, she was also an innocent little customer service, until life slapped her awake.

She still remembers a conversation she had with an uncle with a strong accent when she first joined the job.

When the uncle called for the first time, he was very kind and very confusing: "My card, can I get Qian Nan in Huize?"

Li Yinhang replied, "What is your name and bank card number..."

The uncle is extremely vigilant: "Why tell you. You can tell me if I can take it."

Li Yinhang had no choice but to abandon his words: "Hello, it is possible."

She also made a very out of place: "Yunnan is an inseparable part of our country."

Uncle's second call was transferred by a colleague.

Li Yinhang didn't know how he remembered his job number.

He opened his mouth and said, "I can't take it out."

Li Yinhang asked again: "What is your bank card number? Here we can provide you with inquiry services."

Li Yinhang was scolded for half an hour and did not recover.

After finally getting out of the shadows, the third call came in again.

It's still my uncle.

The uncle whispered: "You won't lie to me."

In order to let the uncle get the money, Li Yinhang swears and swears the reputation of his eighteenth generation.

Uncle finally twisted and reluctantly reported his bank card number.

Li Yinhang was stunned for a moment: "Hello...this is Bright Bank. Your card is ICBC—"

There was silence on the phone, then hung up with a bang.

Recalling the past, Li Yinhang felt that the troubles in the past were so far away and peaceful as if they happened in a previous life.

Jiang Fang on the side closed his eyes, his back was against the large pink crystal decorative wall behind him, and the tip of his nose was slightly sweaty.

The fingers of his grasping his arm trembled so hard that the fabric sags.

Jiang Fang's overall posture is deliberately whitewashed and relaxed.

But only he knew how tight his muscles were, and how his ears were filled with the subtle, sour vibration of vines.

Every time he stood at a high place, he would have the illusion that he was still at the place where his father fell off the cliff, hanging on the line of life and death.

No one rescued.

Ignored.

No one...

Suddenly, a hand suddenly stretched out from the side and grabbed the corner of his clothes.

The subtle imbalance in her body caused Jiang Fang to instantly have a strong stress response.

reason is like the piece of soil that my father stepped on, the moment it collapsed, Jiang Fang had already grasped the wrist of that hand like lightning, and suddenly exerted strength—

At the moment when the crisp sound of bones sounded, Jiang Fang's sense of being almost out of control was also returning to the cage at the same time.

Nanzhou clicked and connected the wrist that Jiang Fang grabbed and removed.

The action was so fast that Li Yinhang didn't realize what just happened.

Nanzhou said: "It's safe. Everyone in the castle is gone, and they're heading east to Tin Soldier Road. Let's go down."

They have long estimated the current situation.

Actually, fewer people came to Squirrel Town than Nan Zhou and Jiang Fang had guessed.

They anchored several hiding spots with at least two exits in advance, but they encountered variables.

—On the way to the transfer, two teams accidentally blocked the two paths they had chosen in advance.

As a last resort, they retreated to the central castle and hid in a blind spot in the spires of the castle.

"Sorry."

When they put down the hidden attic stairs and returned to the inside of the castle, Nanzhou walked side by side with Jiang Fang and walked down the revolving designed crystal stairs, while following Jiang Fang say.

He gave a cold face and carefully analyzed his mistake: "I don't want to go up that high. If it's not that there is no way."

Jiang Fang: "I don't think I told you..." Fear of heights.

Nan Zhou turned his face to Jiang Fang and blinked a little suspiciously: "Do you need to tell me?"

Jiang Fang’s heart was soft and sour slowly spreading.

He wanted to grab Nan Zhou's hand: "The hand still hurts..."

The question didn't end, Nan Zhou raised his hand.

"Ah." He touched the control panel in front of him, "The system sent me another private message."

Jiang Fang grabbed the air, but he was not embarrassed. He gently rubbed Nan Zhou's back and moved it all the way, and naturally put it on his shoulder: "What did you say?"

Nan Zhou said concisely: "...the price has increased."

About an hour and a half ago, the backstage of Nanzhou received an official statement.

The item level can be up to S level.

I hope you don't ignore it.

Nan Zhou read the private message and threw it into the trash without thinking.

The item level can be up to S level, which means the worst can reach D level.

Nanzhou will not suffer from this loss.

This is the second private message sent by the system.

The tone has undergone a subtle change compared to just now.

…at least in honorifics.

"Dear Player."

"At present, a highly dangerous foreign object has been retrieved in your backpack. It is recommended that you remove it immediately. If it is not removed on time, it may lead to a containment collapse."

"Please update the system patch within 1 hour, otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences."

Soon, this private letter and the last one went to the trash can for a blind date.

Li Yinhang asked, "Is there still a countdown?"

Nanzhou closed the panel: "Continue to send."

The "high risk" said by the system is of course true.

It is so dangerous that the system spends 40 hours in a row to update the patch, just to prevent Nanzhou from carrying it into the rest point.

Such a strong reaction sent a message to Nanzhou:

It is different from the props system that will be forbidden to use once you enter the five resting points of Rusty City, Paper Gold, Old City-State, Home Island, and Squirrel Town. In the initial settings of the game, Dungeon bosses are not considered props.

It could even be considered a bug that was completely ignored by the programmers...a bug.

So at the resting point, it still has a good chance of maintaining its activity and lethality.

In view of this, Nanzhou University can place this treacherous door next to the only entrance of Squirrel Town, making it the "door" of the town.

A false door to **** that leads to death.

It will find a way to survive and take root, just as it naturally integrates with the teaching building on the fifth floor of the East.

Its own characteristics are the purest maliciousness without source, reason, and undetectable.

Even Nan Zhou was unable to confront what was inside the door.

With its strength, it can arbitrarily obliterate and devour everyone who accidentally enters the squirrel town through it.

And players who enter the town will even be completely wiped from the game without knowing what happened.

People from other teams will forget them too.

This is the most clean and unmarked way to kill.

To be honest, from the very beginning, Nanzhou was not targeting players who were confused and talked about by their series of operations.

He bet that the system would not allow him to do this.

If Nanzhou really made it happen, Nanzhou would fundamentally destroy one-fifth of the rest spot.

In the face of maliciousness without clues, clues, reasons, and rules, the balance of the game will be completely broken.

If the "Cube Ark" wants to, they can even induce some high score players to go to the squirrel town to die.

At that time, the meaning of the existence of the "Gravity" standings and the meaning of the game rules will be destroyed and denied in all directions.

Faced with such a dilemma, the manipulator behind the system is of course very anxious to get angry.

But within the time limit of 8 hours specified by Nanzhou, the system wants to add a new patch, which is obviously not enough.

The 8-hour game and countdown are not for players to see.

Nanzhou used the world channel created by the system and showed it to the system face to face.

…Time is running out, bid quickly.

This is a conspiracy that could not be more frank.

The system is obviously following the movement of Nanzhou.

Because the third private message was sent seamlessly.

"Dear Player..."

Nan Zhou looked at the private letter, and vaguely saw the shivering cheeks of the game maker.

"In view of the high value of rare materials in your backpack, you can go to specific locations to trade and exchange items."

"The redemption amount is 2000 points."

"A rare opportunity, don't miss it~"

Nan Zhou thought, and changed to a more cute and well-behaved copy.

This phrasing can be described as a twist, instantly turning a "highly dangerous" item into a "higher value rare material".

He read the third DM again and again.

After attracting the interest of the unknown person who was observing secretly, he slipped his hand and flew the private message into the trash again mercilessly.

Game Planner: "…"

Gan.

Your ancestors.

When Nanzhou was secretly wrestling with the system and constantly vetoing the exchange conditions it proposed, Li Yinhang, who had just finished posting a countdown, casually asked Jiang Fang: "If the system really refuses to spend The big price is exchanged with us, so how should we end it?"

Hearing her question, Jiang Fang turned around.

He's in a bad mood right now.

Because he just came down.

And I haven't got Nanzhou's hand yet.

Jiang Fang's pale gray eyes filled with gentle flashing light: "Then let it go."

His tone was too natural and gentle, Li Yinhang was stunned to react for a while before realizing what he had said.

"Even if a player dies, as long as we win in the end, we can still be resurrected." Jiang Fang said with a calm smile, "Yinhang's wish is not to hope that all dead players will come back to life. , is everything back to where it started?"

A chill rushed to Li Yinhang’s feet: “…”

Jiang Fang's eyes slightly curved: "...just kidding."

She subconsciously took a step to Nan Zhou's side.

Nan Zhou, who had just lost the private message, noticed Li Yinhang's movement, so he naturally gave her back and asked Jiang Fang, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Fang blinked, looking very innocent and gentle.

…not really.

Li Yinhang suddenly felt that Jiang Fang took off the mask that belonged to him for the first time. He glanced at her with a half-smile, and quickly put it on without a trace. Hidden beneath tender perfection.

Why.

…Probably because Nan Zhou was looking at him.

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Brother Fang: Innocent, poor and afraid of heights ptsd