I’m Really Not Targeting the Mages

September 30 at 10 am.

Lakeside Village Plaza.

Surrounded by the crowd.

The old butler is explaining the game:

"Everyone is here to pursue the treasure left by Master Weilan."

"I want to inherit the treasure."

"It takes courage, wisdom, insight, perseverance and a little bit of luck."

"I can tell you clearly."

"This game about heirs has been held for decades, and so far only three people have become Lord Vilan's disciples, and have been able to march towards the monument left by the ancients."

"As for the people who are eliminated during the game, I don't need to say more about the consequences, you should be clear in your heart."

"I would like to reiterate that:"

"Before officially entering the game, most people have the right to quit the game. Please keep this in mind. Sometimes it is rational to do what you can."

Finish these in one breath.

Medog waited for a while.

He should be a psychic waiting to quit.

But the 36 people looked determined.

No one wants to quit.

10 minutes later.

Motuo snorted lightly, and announced in a neutral tone:

"So……"

"Everyone stepped forward to draw lots."

"A group of four, a total of nine groups."

"Members in the same group can get to know each other. At least in the first round of the game, you have common interests and do not conflict with each other."

talking.

He pulled out a lottery like a juggler.

36 people stepped forward one by one.

The draw was quick.

No one is sloppy.

After the lottery was drawn, Roger looked down and saw that he was No. 11, a member of the third group in terms of order.

He looked around.

Good guy.

The other members of the third group are quite individual:

...

The first was a young woman in a nurse's uniform, white fishnet stockings, and bright red lip gloss.

Her waist is exaggeratedly thin, and there is a taste of madness between her frowns and smiles.

Roger swore.

I have never seen similar attire in mission hospitals.

But judging from the breath of spiritism.

She should be from Furnace Sect.

It's the same genre as the colleague of the cup of evil back then.

...

The second was a young man with a dull expression.

He is carrying a giant doll.

The young man himself did not speak.

Instead, his doll kept making loud mocking noises.

Most of the time though.

The doll is mocking its owner:

"Oh, your hair is too long! I suspect you bought a wig to cover up your small eyes with single eyelids!"

"Your breasts are too flat. Isn't it an honor for people not to be able to identify your gender from your appearance?"

"What? Are you a man? Sorry, I think I'm a little more manly than you as a doll!"

The young man ignored the jeers.

I guess I'm used to it.

On the contrary, others can't help but look at it more often.

...

The third in the group is a muscular man full of confidence.

He looked sunny and cheerful.

I don't think it has anything to do with a profession like a psychic who is active at night all year round.

"Let's all get to know each other, shall we?"

The muscular man showed his white teeth and smiled heartily.

"It's not necessary."

The female nurse smiled and said:

"Your boobs are too big, I don't like chatting with people with bigger boobs."

talking.

She looked at the young man carrying the puppet:

"I would like to communicate more with this kid."

The young man did not speak.

Instead, the puppet sneered:

"As long as you eat a few fewer people, your bad breath will not be so serious."

The female nurse's face suddenly changed.

The muscular man also showed a playful look.

The young man remained indifferent.

The three stood in a stalemate for a while.

Suddenly.

The young man looked up thoughtfully.

There is doubt on his face:

"Shouldn't a group be 4 people?"

"Is there another team member?"

...

"How dare a group of slags with less than 3-star combat power pretend to be experts there?"

corner of the square.

Roger kept shaking his head.

After a preliminary wait and see.

He directly put an end to the intention of the three teammates to exchange pleasantries.

Most psychics have a bad personality.

It is very troublesome to communicate.

And a guy who is easy to get along with like Lan Weier is basically one in a million.

So at this moment he is holding on to Lan Weier and talking——

In fact, it can also be regarded as a cliché.

After all, he is also wary of Lan Weier.

"so……"

"Are you still ready to quit?"

asked Roger.

"Have to try."

Bluewell smiled bitterly and said:

"Give up without doing anything, and always feel a little bit unwilling."

Roger nodded, and at the moment he talked about some irrelevant topics, and then changed the topic:

"Mr. Motuo said just now that three people once stood out from the game in Lakeside Village and became Master Weilan's disciples. So where are those three people now?"

Bluewell also showed confusion:

"I am also puzzled by this."

"There is no mention of this piece of content in the historical materials I have read."

"But according to common sense, they may be repairing the sixth plank road?"

There was uncertainty in his tone.

Roger nodded thoughtfully.

He was just about to ask another question.

Bluewell left suddenly—Roger looked sideways, and it turned out that his teammates had come to him.

The two separated at the moment.

Roger also reluctantly met his teammates in the past.

After a while.

Medog in the middle of the square said loudly:

"The team will leave after confirmation."

"The location of the first round of the game is the north of Lakeside Village."

"At 5 o'clock in the evening, I will wait for you in the north of Anxi Lake. Be careful, there may be impostors near Anxi Lake. Try to go with as many people as possible. If you really accidentally place an order, then ask for blessings."

That's all.

The old man walked away leaning on his cane.

Everyone was at a loss.

He hasn't revealed the content of the game yet, so he just left?

But for this mysterious undead.

People are still in awe.

People in the square began to disperse.

Roger was the first to leave.

Unlike other people looking for teammates, or returning to temporary cabins.

After leaving the square.

Roger went directly to Anxi Hubei.

...

After a while.

Roger arrived at the location the old man said - the reason why he was so sure was that Medog himself was already guarding here.

Saw Roger appear.

The old man didn't show any surprise.

He just stood there quietly.

Like a statue.

Roger followed his gaze to the north.

Among the thick fog.

You can roughly see the outline of a miniature castle.

Nursery songs and nursery rhymes faintly came from the castle.

Not far away is a section of guardrail.

Inside the guardrail.

The small half of the carousel's facilities were exposed.

Even in the White Tower, a series of flickering colorful lights looked so weird.

"Playground?"

"This is the first level of the game?"

Roger couldn't help asking.

Medog didn't answer him.

Instead, there was a laughing voice in the mist:

"yes……"

"Are you here to play games with me?"

On top of the carousel.

I don't know when there was an extra clown with a face full of paint.

The clown's mouth nearly burst into laughter.

His tone sounded very sincere and innocent.

It's just that the huge chainsaw in his hand makes people's eyelids jump!

...

"Hint: You have encountered a demon clown"

...

"Your inspiration is suppressed, your mood begins to be restless"

...

"Your fear value +1 (currently 2, base value 1 (from unknown))"

...

"Warning: When your fear value exceeds 3, your body and mind will be destroyed, and all major attributes will be weakened;

If the fear value exceeds 5, you will lose most of your fighting spirit, leaving only the instinct to survive or flee;

Fear more than 7, you will be completely crazy.

...

Note: You can lower your fear by watching striptease or taking addictive drugs"

...

"Damn!"

"I, a man with 100% fear resistance, will be scared by a clown!"

"What a disgrace!"

"Can't you give me another two months!"

Roger looked at the unsealing date of the first layer of seal, and couldn't help itching his teeth, feeling that he couldn't use his strength.

Fortunately, the clown quickly disappeared over the carousel.

Low laughter came from the dense fog.

Roger knew it.

So I turned around and stopped looking at the things in the playground.

Most of the day passed by as Roger stared blankly at the lake.

...

at dusk.

Everyone gathered outside the playground.

When they saw the broken guardrail and the merry-go-round with the tip of the iceberg exposed.

Everyone understands the real location of the first level!

as expected.

But listen to Medog say:

"After a while, the groups will take turns to enter the playground closed by the enchantment and the thick fog."

"In the playground, there are undead foreign objects wandering around."

"What can be revealed is that these undead foreign bodies are very powerful, and any attempt to confront them head-on will appear stupid!"

"You have to find a way to survive the hunting of undead foreign objects, and find a way to find the clues hidden inside the playground. After deciphering the relevant clues, you will get the coordinates of the portal."

"After 1 hour, the portal to the outside of the playground will open, and the person who leaves alive will be the winner."

"The winner will enter the next round."

"Now."

"The first group, come in!"

The voice fell.

The crutch in Motuo's hand struck the ground hard.

Silently.

Emerald green light illuminates the lakeside.

A narrow teleportation array appeared in front of everyone.

The four people in the first group looked at each other.

After all, they gritted their teeth and rushed in in turn!

The rest are separated by guardrails and heavy fog.

Do your best to observe the changes inside.

...

So did the other three in Roger's group.

They cling to the guardrail.

Can't wait to drill my head into it.

The female nurse turned over and sat on the guardrail recklessly. Seeing that Motuo didn't stop her, her thighs swayed, catching the eyes of many men present.

"I said……"

That's all she said.

The piercing sound of the chainsaw suddenly sounded——

"I got you!"

Sharp laughter sounded.

Suddenly, a clown with a painted face and a padded jacket rushed out of the fog!

The nurse screamed.

Before she could get away, the sound of the chainsaw had already sounded——

When everyone pulled her body away from the guardrail.

The part below the knee of her two thighs has been sawed off!

In the guardrail.

The clown hugged the two calves wrapped in stockings, showing a happy smile:

"Oh, I caught the wrong person, I'm really sorry."

"but……"

"It will be a matter of time, isn't it? Welcome to my playground, beautiful lady, it will be your turn in a while, and I will definitely give you special treatment..."

talking.

The smile on his face suddenly disappeared:

"Someone found a clue so soon?"

"Damn it!"

talking.

He dragged the chainsaw into the fog.

...

Outside the fence.

Everyone was in shock.

The female nurse looked at her blood-stained knee with a painful and pale face.

There are many malicious eyes floating around.

"It's still too late to apply for withdrawal."

Medog gave a rare reminder.

"No!"

Unexpectedly.

The female nurse simply bandaged the wound with spiritism.

She whispered something to the muscular man.

There should be some sort of agreement between the two parties.

finally.

The muscular man picked up the female nurse.

It seemed that the two of them planned to enter the playground just like this.

The rest of the people showed playfulness.

But it didn't take long for them to gossip.

A series of screams came from the playground where the string of lights flickered on and off!

Then there was a bang bang bang.

The strong smell of blood irritated everyone's mouths and noses.

The sound of devilish laughter came faintly.

Outside the fence.

Medog calmly announced:

"Second Group."

Everyone looked at him in disbelief.

The expression on the old butler's face remained unchanged.

"quick!"

"Second Group!"

Medog urged.

The four people in the second group looked at each other for a while, and one of them said:

"I abstain!"

Roger looked at him in surprise.

That person is Lan Weier!

Lan Weier looked as white as paper, and he didn't know whether he was explaining his cowardice or talking to himself:

"I didn't know something like this was going to happen."

"I'm not ready yet..."

"Yes." Medog said blankly, "What about the rest?"

With Bluewell taking the lead.

In the second group, another little girl chose to give up.

In this way.

There are only two people left in this group.

Looking at the second group of two people who gritted their teeth and persisted, Medog said naturally:

"You two merge into the third group."

"Let's go in together."

"But don't be careless, the more people there are, the number and level of undead foreign objects will also increase."

As soon as this statement came out.

The people in the third group suddenly seemed a little caught off guard.

Especially the muscular man and the female nurse.

The expressions on their faces were full of surprise.

But no matter how unexpected they are.

Under Medog's urging.

or abstain.

or go in.

In the end, a group of six people walked into the portal at the same time.

Whoosh!

White light flashed.

The scene in front of the six people changed slightly.

The melodious nursery rhymes came from the carousel in the distance.

Roger noticed.

To his left is the platform of a roller coaster.

On the right is a circus-like tent.

Ahead is an arch bridge.

Behind it is the playground fence.

There is a powerful psychic enchantment attached to it.

It's not waiting for everyone to adapt to the change of scene.

In the mist.

The clown with the chainsaw has already walked over with heavy footsteps!

Everyone was full of vigilance.

And it was about 20 meters away from everyone.

The clown suddenly put down the chainsaw.

He covered his eyes with his hands and began to count:

"30, 29, 28..."

See this scene.

Everyone was taken aback for a moment.

A middle-aged man in the second group took the lead and said:

"He's going to play hide and seek with us!"

"Let's hide!"

hear this.

The rest nodded in unison.

They began to scatter in all directions.

Just in the process of escaping.

They suddenly noticed someone standing still!

"Neuropathy!"

"What are you pretending to be?"

"Give me a life for nothing!"

Looking at Roger standing there.

The other five sneered with disdain in their hearts.

Now they quickened their pace of escape.

Never look at that pretentious young man again.

...

The center of the playground, the origin of teleportation.

"10.9.8..."

The clown is still counting over there.

suddenly.

A gust of wind hit.

The clown let go of his hands in astonishment and raised his head——

That moment.

He was shocked to see a huge chainsaw pierced into his body!

He stole my chainsaw?

The clown thought dazedly.

But soon.

He realized that was not the case.

The size of the chainsaw in Roger's hand is much larger than that in his hand!

How is this going?

The clown was full of doubts.

At this time.

"Zizizizi!"

The huge chainsaw made a terrifying sound.

In the eyes of the clown's collapse.

Roger directly saw him in two with the Sandy in his hand!

"I don't like you so much."

He couldn't help but pooh at the corpse on the ground.

...

"You killed a demon clown"

...

"History panel: Your health has been slightly improved"

...

"Real world panel: Your digestion ability has been slightly improved"

...

"Huh? The attribute is not bad."

Roger remembered it well.

He now has 700 chewing power.

If you add the ability of "digestion + absorption".

Then there would be nothing in the world that he could not eat!

For now, though, he's still focused on the playground.

Intuition told him.

It is impossible that there is only one undead foreign body here, the devil clown.

So he ostentatiously carried the oversized chainsaw and walked into the dense fog.

...

outside the playground.

A scream came from the depths of the thick fog.

People in the fourth group showed uneasy expressions.

They encouraged each other to take a step forward.

Who knew but was stopped by Motuo with extremely disgusting eyes.

"No one is dead yet."

Medog said coldly.

The people in the fourth group were slightly taken aback:

"The voice just now was...?"

Medog was silent.

after awhile.

He sneered and said:

"Someone opened the demon gate."

"The difficulty has increased."

"hehe……"

"I want to see which unlucky guy it is!"

talking.

He walked to an abandoned street sign outside the guardrail.

Motuo lightly touched the road sign with the tip of his cane.

beep beep

The surface of the street sign trembled like ripples.

Not long.

A terrifying picture appeared in front of everyone!

But see the corner of the playground.

Hundreds of demonic clowns with chainsaws appear out there!

And surrounded by them.

He is a helpless guy!

"Can you zoom in?"

Someone suggested.

"Yeah, how did I see that the man also had a chainsaw in his hand?"

Someone else suggested.

Motuo gave them an unfriendly look.

But he still followed their advice.

After a light touch of the cane.

The screen starts to zoom in and zoom out again.

And with this process.

The expressions of the onlookers began to become rigid, and then rigid again!

...

"bigger!"

"A little bigger!"

"Aren't you an all-purpose soap? My brother has no other requirements for you, but to be big!"

In the playground.

Face those hundreds of demon clowns.

While showing excitement, Roger said to Sandy in his hand.

"Do you want to be bigger, master?"

"Wooooow."

"I am afraid."

Sandy's voice was full of tremors.

Roger looked down at the two-meter-long chainsaw in his hand, and said as it should:

"Of course it has to be big!"

"It's going to be bigger!"

"Who stipulates that they are the only ones who can bluff people with chainsaws?"

"The only way to deal with fear is to become fear!"

"Come on, Sandy!"

"Get bigger quickly!"

The voice fell.

Roger waved the three-meter-long chainsaw and stabbed into the group of clowns!

for a while.

Bloody.

There was a scream.

...

"Hint: Your fear value -1"

...

"Intimidation Feedback: You are aware of the fear of the devil clown +1"

...

"You have noticed that the fear value of the undead Medog is +1"

...

"You have noticed that the fear value of the psychic XXX is +1"

...

"Huh? Is someone peeping?"

Roger, who was frantically stabbing people with a huge chainsaw, frowned slightly.

...