Nomenclature of Night

  Chapter 818 Multiverse No. 8, special mechanism triggers!

   "Isn't he out yet?"

   Outside the tree hole in the No. 8 multiverse, the black spider waited calmly.

  In more than a day, she has left and returned several times, but the state of the light of the white people has always stayed in the multiverse, and has not changed at all.

   What makes everyone uncomfortable is that when clearing the multiverse of No. 136, people outside can still see the progress of the clearance of the light of the white man, but this time they can't even see the progress, and no one knows what the other party is doing inside.

  According to the members of the four major guilds, in the past two days, including passers-by, thousands of people have entered one after another, and the number is expected to exceed 10,000.

  However, after everyone went offline to discuss in the real world forum, no one has really seen the light of white people!

  The other party seemed to have evaporated from the world, and disappeared!

"What's strange is why he chose the No. 8 multiverse. There is nothing in this Red River Valley dungeon, no dungeons, no monsters, no bosses, only dangerous peaks, rivers, and jungles. It's worthless at all. No points, no S-level items, since it was discovered until now, everyone has no idea to pass the level, why did he go inside?" A guild member wondered.

  Actually, Black Spider himself is also puzzled. This No. 8 multiverse is a place where no **** is done. What is the light of the white people doing?

  Superconducting World players all have a dream: I will discover clearance skills that others cannot discover; I will earn points that others cannot earn; I can find S-level items that others cannot find.

  Of course Black Spider had the same idea, but after she went to the No. 8 multiverse, Mao didn't find out.

  She really wanted to say that the light of the white people was a waste of time, but the other party's record of clearing the multi-world No. 136 made her dare not speak wildly, for fear of being slapped in the face...

  Currently, the people who go in to join in the fun are almost all in one mind: to see if there is any turning point here, and if they can find some bargains.

   At this time, FFF suddenly posted a post on the forum: The Light of the White Man has found a way to clear the customs in the No. 8 multiverse, this will be a very powerful profession!

  After just a few minutes, hundreds of teams of players rushed over, all of them from large and small guilds to join in the fun.

  They inserted the key into the tree hole, waited for the tree hole to open, and then entered one by one.

  But the accident happened suddenly. There were 181 teams in total. The 87 teams in the front just entered, and the players in the back inserted the keys again, but there was no response!

  The tree hole is no longer open!

   "Hey, it's strange, there is no response after inserting the key!" Someone asked doubtfully.

"I'll try."

   Tried several people one after another, the tree hole seemed to be dead, and never responded again.

  The black spider suddenly looked over, and she realized one thing: the multiple world on the 8th was actually closed!

   This is too strange, when did the gate of the multiverse close?

  She looked down at the LCD panel in her hand, and in the status bar of No. 8 multiverse, suddenly there was a line of small words "The number of people is 10000/10000, which meets the conditions for opening the survival mode."

   This is a state that has never appeared in the No. 8 multiverse.

  The superconducting world has existed for hundreds of years, but there have never been more than 10,000 people!

  So, this so-called survival mode has never been turned on.

  Now everyone is attracted by the fame of the white man's light, and it is said that there is also a top 1,000 S-rank combat master who also came in to join in the fun.

  Amidst the hustle and bustle, the number of dungeons has unknowingly exceeded this terrifying number, and finally triggered the game mechanism of No. 8 Multiverse!

  "Survival mode," Black Spider pondered: "Does everyone have to survive a fixed number of days before they can come out, or do they have to fight until the last person, and only one person can come out?"

   Now, no one knows what this mechanism means!

  Black Spider was suddenly startled: "With the huge reputation of clearing the level 136, he immediately entered this instance, gathered the number of people, and started a new mechanism... But where did he know about this new mechanism?"

  At this moment, all the players in the No. 8 multiverse heard a soft voice: "A round of materials is released every 4 hours. Please make good use of all available conditions and fight until the last second."

  The multiple world is different from the main world, and there are rules of the game here.

   Qingchen hid in the canopy of the tree, silently thinking about the rules in this sentence, and there are only three points of information that can be extracted:

  The first point is that there are additional supplies, which are things that players must rely on, and should be very critical.

  The second point is that this mechanism encourages players to fight each other, and you must rely on this if you want to win.

  The third point is that it has a time limit, but everyone does not know how long the countdown is.

  If you want to pass the level, you have to live long enough!

Qing Chen is hiding in the jungle at the edge of the multi-dimensional world at the moment, looking back to the chaos farther away, he saw a gray light curtain suddenly appearing, connecting the heaven and the earth, and moving towards the center of the world extremely slowly like an enchantment shrink.

  Qing Chen understands, this is a vicious ring!

   This enchantment is slowly shrinking, forcing everyone to gather towards the center, forcing 10,000 people to play Peace Elite like raising Gu, and never ending forever!

   But the problem is, he is an F-level whiteboard trumpet. Although he has the profession of Thunder God, the problem is that the AI ​​tricked him into saying that he can upgrade, but he didn't even see the fur of a wild monster...

   Now, the mutual killing mechanism is activated, how can he win with an F-level whiteboard trumpet, is it by fooling around?

etc.

   Logically speaking, there is no reason for the AI ​​to lie to him about such a trivial matter. Even if he dies inside and is deleted and retrained, there is no loss.

  Even if you go to learn the Thunder Master profession, it will only take a few hours.

   Moreover, Qing Chen clearly sensed the kindness of AI, and was curious about himself and Yidu.

   It's hard to say what the other party wants to do, but at least he won't be fooling him with his life on such a trivial matter.

  Then here comes the problem, AI says it can be upgraded here, so it can be upgraded quickly.

  Qing Chen thought for a moment, when the sound of airships came from the sky, and he saw boxes with parachutes being thrown into different areas one by one.

  He didn't wait any longer, jumped off the canopy and ran to one of the airdrop points.

  On the way, Qing Chen picked up a branch and carefully tore off all the branches on it.

   Just as he was about to reach the airdrop point, he began to slow down, bent his upper body, and continued to move forward as lightly as a cheetah.

   Players have no way to bring in the strength of the real world, but the skills cannot be erased by the superconducting world.

  Qing Chen has fought countless times, and the experience and wisdom those battles gave him are things that ordinary players cannot possess.

   Which also includes pace.

  He seems to have returned to the time in Prison No. 18. In the dead of night, Ye Wan carefully taught him how to control his footsteps and muscles, and took him to each cell to learn how to stab someone's spleen...

  I kind of miss it when I think about it.

  The airdrop point landed in the dense jungle.

  After arriving at the airdrop point, Qing Chen walked around the box for a while, and continued to approach after confirming that there was no one nearby.

  Qing Chen opened the box, only to find a bottle of ointment inside.

  He closed the box again, then found another big tree, and got into the canopy vigorously.

  About ten minutes later, a tall horse-faced player hurried over, probably also attracted by the airdrop.

   This horse-faced player moves quickly, and at least he is a D-level player. If Qing Chen confronts him head-on, he will undoubtedly die.

  The airdrop fell from a height of 2000 meters, and the red parachute is extremely eye-catching, which will definitely attract players from all walks of life.

  The horse-faced player came to the box excitedly, and opened it lightly.

   Just as he picked up the ointment, he suddenly heard something fall behind him.

  The horse-faced player suddenly turned around, only to see a branch pierced into his eye socket precisely as if predicted.

  He backed away from the pain, and when he saw the world with only his right eye, it was difficult to maintain even basic balance.

  Everything here is real, the hunger is real, the pain is also real, the horse-faced player waved his fists in agony, and punched Qing Chen out.

  His speed was faster than Qing Chen's, and his strength was stronger than Qing Chen's. This punch almost killed Qing Chen on the spot.

  The horse-faced player could hear Qing Chen grunting, and even the sound of Qing Chen vomiting blood on the ground.

   He managed to open his only remaining right eye to look, but he could no longer see Qing Chen!

  He reaches toward his waist for his laser sword.

  However, when he reached his waist, he found that it was empty.

  In an instant, the horse-faced player suddenly understood that Qing Chen could actually dodge just now, but the reason why the opponent was half a beat slower was because he wanted to take the laser sword from his waist at the risk of injury!

  The opponent pierces the eyeball with a branch and snatches the laser sword, all in one go.

   Until this time, the horse-faced players realized that the airdrop has been regarded as the best bait by others!

"breathe."

   Qing Chen was walking slowly beside the horse-faced player, making no sound under his feet.

  The world of superconductivity is so real, the burning pain from the displacement of internal organs seems to really help him stimulate nerves and secrete adrenaline!

   Beads of sweat gathered on his forehead and finally flowed down to his chin.

  The next moment, he suddenly took a step forward, and the horse-faced player immediately turned around and rushed towards him after hearing the sound...but it was in vain!

Fake action.

   Qingchen seemed to have figured out how he would react, and walked around behind the horse-faced player with just one stride.

  He held the hilt of the laser sword against the spleen of the player's waist, and pressed the switch of the lightsaber.

  The blue beam of sword light pierced through the waist, and Qing Chen pressed the switch of the laser sword again. When the lightsaber closed, the opponent's wound was exposed to the air, and blood flowed profusely.

  The unremarkable laser sword was used by Qing Chen like a Mitsubishi army stab with blood.

  Qing Chen stepped back quickly, letting the opponent struggle on the ground.

  This D-level player, due to the huge gap in skills and combat awareness, was attacked by a whiteboard trumpet and was helpless.

  Qing Chen is a born assassin.

  The horse-faced player lay down on the ground, his body gradually disappeared into a white light and shadow, flying into Qingchen's chest.

upgrade!

  Level E!

   "Hey, it really gives experience," Qing Chen sighed.

  He was thinking earlier, what is the way the AI ​​upgrades him?

  Multiple World No. 8 doesn’t even have a wild monster, so how can he level up?

   Later, he analyzed that there are no wild monsters in the No. 8 multiverse, so what are there? someone.

  So, in this world, when the game mechanism is triggered, killing is killing monsters!

  As long as other players are killed, the experience points corresponding to other players' levels will be automatically distributed to the killer in percentage mode!

   Moreover, the poison circle in the No. 8 multiverse is still shrinking, which means that everyone can't do it if they don't want to fight.

  In the end, everyone will be gathered in the center of the Red River Valley to start the final battle.

  Qing Chen must have the ability to protect himself before the poison circle shrinks, otherwise it would be a pity to be killed and delete his account after working so hard to upgrade.

  He held back the pain and picked up the cash that the opponent burst out, and climbed back to the canopy.

  Although he was injured, he didn't rush to touch the ointment in the box, because he was afraid that the box would disappear after the ointment was taken away.

  Qing Chen wants to use this bait to the extreme.

  …

  …

  In the main world, the black spider stared at the information on the LCD panel.

  The status of multiverse No. 8 has begun to change: the number of people is 9931/10000.

   That is to say, from the triggering of the game mechanism to the present 30 minutes, 69 people have died.

   This is just the beginning, players outside the multiverse can already imagine how cruel and intense it will become inside.

   "Will it be possible to kill only one person to pass the level?" someone asked from the side.

  Black Spider frowned: "What is certain now is that the customs clearance record of the No. 8 multiverse will definitely be produced."

  Thousands of people fight to the end, the winner will naturally be the one who clears the level, there is no suspense.

   I don't know what this new profession will be, and what impact it will have on the superconducting world.

   Fortunately, there is one thing, the number of people who pass the customs of this kind of copy must be very small, and it is difficult to copy.

  For example, it is impossible for the four major guilds to hire 10,000 people to practice at the cost of deleting their numbers.

   If you want to clear the level in this copy, the price is too high.

  Of course, there has never been an unreasonable difficulty in the superconducting world. For such a difficult dungeon, the accompanying profession must be extremely powerful.

   "By the way, what happened to the light of the white man, hasn't he moved yet... Fuck! He moved!" someone said.

  The black spider looked down, but saw that the information of the light of the white man had also changed: in the multiverse on the 8th, the number of murders was 11.

  Everyone was shocked, now only 69 people died in the multiverse on the 8th, and you killed 11 by yourself?

  Are you some pervert? !

   And the most important thing is, this white man's light is an F-class whiteboard trumpet, why kill so many people?

  Just thinking of this, the number of kills of White Man’s Light jumped to 12.

  Black Spider seemed to realize something: "Something's wrong, something's wrong with the No. 8 multiverse, quickly ask if we have any companions who died, and see what happened inside."

After more than ten minutes, someone went offline and then went back online: "A member of our guild was killed, and the one who killed him was an A-level druid from the Blackwater guild. The scope of this multiverse is slowly shrinking, and everyone has already I started to get familiar with the rules slowly, and there are still people who are killing people. Listen to the guesses of the players inside, killing people can gain experience!"

   "It's broken," Black Spider frowned.

  She was originally looking at the light of white people and now she is still low-level, and she wants to recruit him while the other party has not yet grown up.

  But now, she suddenly had an ominous premonition that perhaps this white man's light would turn into a monster-like existence when he came out of the dungeon again.

"President, can the light of the white man come out alive?" Someone asked: "There are 10,000 people fighting here, no matter how quick he kills, he has to gradually rise from F-level. But in the multi-dimensional world on the 8th, There is also an S-rank battle master, he will definitely die if he encounters it."

  Black Spider shook her head and said nothing. She always felt that the other party could come out alive, and she didn't know why she felt this way.

  (end of this chapter)