Global Games: Old Chess Players

[The time in some dungeons will pass faster than the outside world. The current dungeon time has reached midnight at night, and it is detecting whether the total number of ghost warriors killed by all players in Sapporo City has reached 100. 】

"It's twelve o'clock now..." Ansonlu was stunned for a moment, "Let me go, one hour has passed in the dungeon, is it equal to three hours in reality?"

[Testing completed, current situation: 55/100 ghost warriors]

[You still need to kill 45 ghost warriors before you can open the gate of the sea city connected to the port and face the dungeon boss—Ghost General. Please keep up your efforts.]

[Next, we will enter the night rest period. The Ghost Warrior will not appear until nightfall the next day. Please rest assured that all players can rest peacefully. 】

"In other words, at midnight every night, as long as all players add up and have not killed 100 ghost warriors, the city will not be opened..." Iwata Minoru could not keep up with the system's speaking speed, he slowly

Calm down your thoughts,

"Then, after zero o'clock, the ghost warrior will temporarily disappear until reappearing at night the next day. During this period, the players can rest freely, is that right, Maruyama?"

"Well, you are right." Maruyama Jun felt a little headache after hearing this, "I can finally rest."

After all, Iwata Minoru has some mental retardation, and Maruyama Jun has been with him for so long, so he is somewhat patient.

Some imperfections in reality will also be reflected in the game.

For example, in Iwata Minoru's personal panel, his mental attribute is 1 point lower than that of ordinary people. Normal people have 5 points, but he only has 4 points of mental attributes.

Not far away, Ansonlu used his bird's-eye view covering a thirty-meter radius to confirm once again that there was no ghost warrior in Tanukikoji Commercial Street, and then he felt relieved and cleared the chess field.

The dotted lines cutting the commercial street floor dissipated.

At this moment, the mana in the upper right corner of Anson Deer's sight has been almost exhausted.

With his current amount of mana, he could maintain the chess field for up to 10 minutes. Fortunately, the battle ended before this time.

Otherwise, if he really waits until all his mana is exhausted, Ansonlu will probably be forced by life and directly switch to a melee chess player to show off his "strong physique" that is 1.77 meters tall and weighs about 60 kilograms.

Ansen Lu imagined that situation and secretly set a goal in his mind.

'There really was a time when it was considered a success if you didn't get slashed to death by a monster!'

good.....

I killed 19 ghost warriors in one night. The total number of players in our entire dungeon only killed 55, of which I killed almost two-fifths by myself.

However, where did they find the strength to kill so many people?

Ansenlu thought of this and looked at Maruyama Jun and Iwata Minoru.

These two cowards basically stood by the whole time and didn't even stand up from the billboard. They were probably frightened by the ghost warrior.

By the way...if ordinary players have this kind of strength, then what on earth do they use to kill nearly 36 ghost warriors? Apart from me, are there any other special professional players?

Ansenlu was really sure that everyone had just entered the game, and it would be difficult for ordinary professional players to kill 36 ghost warriors in one night, even if they were in a group.

Thinking of this, he read an instruction: "Check the current number of surviving players in the dungeon."

The game system responded quickly.

[Current surviving players in the copy: 49/150 people]

"Less than a third is left."

Anson Lu was not too surprised. Along the way from Dadong Park to Tanukikoji Commercial Street, he had already seen enough players to burp their butts.

In fact, they can win if they play well, but the psychological problem is too big. This kind of fear is a hundred times more profound than playing horror games with VR.

The players who have survived to this day are basically human beings who stick together as a team, have good psychological quality, and have certain execution ability.

But even such a group would not be able to kill nearly 36 ghost warriors in such a short period of time.

Besides him, there should be special professional players in this city.

"Ah, what kind of special profession will it be? If you don't come up, just chop me up..." Ansenlu murmured, "I hope I'm not a weirdo, please!"

He turned his head and looked at Maruyama Jun and Iwata Minoru with his dark brown eyes.

Maruyama Jun and Iwata Minoru both trembled, looking as if they were looking at a giant Buddha in awe, they just had to put their hands together and say "Anita Buddha".

[Access to most entertainment venues and hotels in Sapporo is currently open. Players need to consume 5 evolution coins if they want to enter any venue]

Ansonlu narrowed his eyes and complained:

"Are you so stingy? Can't you let us play this city for free? Anyway, if the dungeon challenge is successful in the future, the city will be restored to its original state, okay?"

After winning the dungeon, Sapporo City will return to its original state and everything will be treated as if it never happened.

If you lose the dungeon, Sapporo City will be invaded by ghost warriors and all citizens will die.

Anson Deer never thought of the reason why it costs 5 evolution coins to enter entertainment venues and hotels.

Obviously, the game system is squeezing players by forcing them to kill monsters and earn evolution coins, okay?

"Forget it..." He reached for his pocket and the luggage panel popped up, "To me, 5 evolution coins are nothing..."

[Your bag currently contains the following items]

[First grid: Decayed Broken Blade*19]

[Second grid: Decayed armor*19]

[Evolution Coins: 190 pieces]

Killing a ghost warrior costs 10 evolution coins, and the loot is 190 evolution coins. This also shows that Anson Deer did kill 19 ghost warriors in the past hour.

There is a hotel in Tanukikoji Commercial Street.

As the capital city of Hokkaido, it is too easy to find a hotel in the urban area of ​​Sapporo. Other players will probably not come to this commercial street to compete with Ansonlu for this remote hotel.

Anson walked towards the hotel, but the invisible wall prevented him from opening the door, and a panel popped up.

[Pay 5 evolution coins to enjoy the hotel for one night, and any room and items in the hotel can be used at will]

"Pay." Anson Deer said, and the sound of money splashing on the ground could be heard in his ears.

[5 evolution coins have been paid, you have 185 evolution coins left]

At this time, Ansenlu turned around and looked at Maruyama Jun and Iwata Minoru who had been hanging up in front of the advertising sign with his peripheral vision.

The three of them looked at each other like this. You looked at me, I looked at him, and he looked at me. The situation was awkward for a while.

"Uh..." Ansonlu looked at the two men standing straighter than the soldiers and said to break the silence:

"I'll go, you two are not offline, are you? As for staying like this?"

Maruyama Jun and Iwata Minoru shook their heads stiffly.

"Then it's not because the network signal is poor and there is a delay in controlling the body. What's the matter, buddy?"

Ansonlu tilted his head, wondering if there were really such stupid players. They were just like the elementary school students he met while playing games. Every move revealed the aura of a high-ping warrior...

Maruyama Jun and Iwata Minoru shook their heads again, feeling shocked in their hearts.

"Let's go, Maruyama, he is gentler than we thought." Iwata Minoru still did not dare to act rashly.

"Be careful, together we can't even defeat one of his chess pieces." Jun Maruyama said with cold sweat streaming down his back.

To be honest, none of them expected that the old chess player would speak in such a down-to-earth manner. He sounded like a good friend. Compared with the murderous and decisive demon on the chess field just now, they were completely different people.

But the more this happened, the more frightened they became, fearing that this person might have some form of schizophrenia.

"Oh my god... You guys are really not players. They can't be NPCs..." An Senlu was stunned for a moment, then said in realization:

"Well done, can you send me two small tasks, the ones that reward experience points? I'm just short of 100 experience points to level up to three, so I'm worried about not having any monsters to fight!"